Summers Family Values update

Slowly Xander moved himself in and out of Joyce’s ass, marveling at how the orifice stretched to let his cock in. The round hills of her asscheeks grazed warmly against his groin when he stroked into her, and her tightness dragged at him as he drew his prick out. He did it again, faster, plunging into her, pulling out, then thrusting in again, all the time working toward what he knew would have to be the most amazing orgasm he’d ever had up to that point. How could it not be when he was ass-fucking a woman for the first time, her beautiful daughters there watching, all of them a blissed out harem for him to sodomize and breed?

Joyce, too, was nearing her climax. She was also nearly fainting with pleasure at how Xander’s cock stroked into her bowels, made her rock her hips violently as she took his thrusts, his hips slamming against her ass, colliding in fleshy smacks.

Now that Joyce was on the edge of orgasm, her desperation to come fell away. She wanted to draw out this ecstasy for as long as possible, but her body was out of control. Xander and his pumping cock were the only ones who could decide what she felt.

“Ohhhh, Jesus, oh my God, I’m coming!” Joyce cried. “COMMMIING!”

“Yeah, YEAH!” Xander roared, joining her or simply forcing her to come along with his exploding cock.

They locked together like two animals, Xander flooding Joyce’s ass with his steaming cum. She twitched spasmodically, feeling him launch into her hole again and again, tossing her head wildly as the hot cum packed her bowels. It’d never been like this before, she thought, collapsing to the floor. And much as she’d enjoyed anal sex—as much as she’d perhaps missed out on, never trying it before—she was glad Xander was the one to take her ass’s virginity. She didn’t even want to think of how much more weaker the pleasure would be with a lesser man.

The next thing Xander knew, Buffy was shaking his arm. “My turn now, Xand. C’mon. I love my Mommy, but she’s not the Slayer. After all the times I’ve saved your life, I definitely deserve that big cock in my ass. C’mon, Xander. Get hard for me!”

“I may need a few minutes,” Xander groaned.

“Come on, Xander. It’s me! Buffy! The leading lady in your wet dreams? You’re really gonna say no to fucking me in the ass?”

“I said in a few minutes!”

“I need it now!”

“Use your hand. Better yet, grab a hairbrush.” Xander grinned at her, liking the sound of that. “Go on, slut—go and show me how you want to be ass-fucked.”

Buffy laughed and went to a nearby dresser, picking up her mother’s hairbrush from on top of it. She sat down in an armchair near the window she and Dawn had peeked through, then spread her legs wide and eased the handle of the brush into her sex.

“I don’t want this, you know,” she simpered, meeting Xander’s gaze as she fucked herself. “Nnhh—it might make me come, but what I really want is your big cock in here. Up my ass. In my mouth. Wherever I can get it.”

Xander waved her on as he petted Joyce’s sweaty, defeated body. “Keep going. Fuck yourself. Maybe if you can make yourself come, I can have some peace and quiet.”

Buffy kept fucking her pussy with the hairbrush for five minutes, but it didn’t satisfy her. The more she looked at Xander’s naked body, stoking the flames of her lust, the more obvious it was that only he would leave her sated.

“This is our honeymoon, Xand,” she pleaded. “Our first night together. I think you need to fuck me. I think you need to fuck my ass. Stretch my hole out—destroy my ass like you did my mother’s—I wanna remember that I’m yours for-fucking-ever.”

Xander groaned, pangs of lust finally stirring him from his comfortable rust. He got up—Joyce moaning to let go of his body—and stroked his cock the rest of the way into hardness. The moment she saw it, Buffy tossed the hairbrush away.

Xander glanced at her sopping pussy for a second, then he said for her to turn around and bend over the chair. Buffy mewled with pleasure as she finally got to obey him. She looked over her shoulder to watch Xander approach her, his stiff cock leading the way.

“That’s going in my ass, right Xander?”

“Is that where you want it?”

“For starters. Then I want to blow you.”

“You’re a filthy slut,” Xander chuckled.

“I just want to show you how much I appreciate ya.”

“Let me show you my appreciation first.”

An old hand at having sex with Joyce, Xander went to the drawer where he knew she kept the Vaseline and applied fresh lubricant to his cock. Then he did the same to Buffy, dabbing some of the lube on her asshole and spreading it inside with his finger, making her moan softly to feel him in her ass for the first time. It was enough to make Xander keep going, keep teasing her anus. He could feel how hot she was getting. His finger in her ass felt like a fireplace poker stirring hot coals.

“Christ, it’s a good thing I’ve already come once. This hole is so tight, it’d drink me dry if I hadn’t built up some tolerance first.”

Buffy purred, “Then you like it?”

“Of course I like it.”

“Is it nicer than Cordy’s?”

“Shut up and hold still. I’m going into you, aren’t I? Into your ass…”

He pushed his cockhead into her anus. Buffy groaned as she was spread apart, the lubricant letting him in no matter how begrudgingly her virgin flesh opened. In a moment, he was sliding smoothly, if slowly, into her untested hole.

“Oh, that’s good!” she moaned, her eyes crossing, totally unprepared for how much better it was in her ass, where it was so good, so intense, that it hurt.

“Hold still, Buffster!” Xander told her, his hands locked on her hips, forcing her to stay in place until she’d taken all of his cock.

He gave it to her softly at first. Xander wanted her asshole to be nice and loose before he rammed into her. He worked his prick in and out of her anus with loving, almost soothing strokes. Buffy’s hole gradually weakened, the tense flesh softening like butter, letting Xander in to use her asshole as much as he wanted.

Xander grunted, moving faster now, harvesting more friction from Buffy’s slickening asshole to replace the tightness she was losing. He watched his shaft as it rode into her anus, her puckered sphincter like a big wet mouth sucking his thrusting prick. Then he smiled, Buffy shuffling her ass back against his loins, joining in on his strokes to get more friction herself. Her timing was perfect. Every time he drove into her, she pumped herself back against him to get his cock as deep in her ass as it could go.

Then Buffy began to come, her asshole clamping down automatically on Xander’s cock, squeezing it so tight that he could only keep it moving with difficulty. Xander was impressed by how she seemed instinctively to close her rectum around his cock, milking him as she got off.

She was so different from Cordelia, who had only taken an ass-fuck as a last resort. Then she ran to the bathroom to wash his cum out. Buffy wasn’t going anywhere, though. Xander hilted himself in her for the last time, pushing the last throbs of her orgasm into overdrive, and Buffy was done. Her eyes rolled up in her head, her tongue lolled out, and she drooped limply to either side of the chair she was bent over, utterly fucked out.

Xander stayed inside her for a minute, not daring to move. His balls were pulsing at the verge of climax and the way Buffy’s asshole roiled around his shaft was an overt invitation to come. It took plenty of willpower not to give into it. He could only remind himself that he still had to ass-fuck Dawn, and it wasn’t like thinking of that did anything to turn him off.

Shutting his eyes, Xander tried to recall the last five things Cordelia had whined about. She had a lovely voice, but hearing her go on about messed up coffee orders or a stain on her favorite tights that her personal maid couldn’t get out, that could cool even the ardor of being balls-deep in Buffy’s ass.

Finally, his throbbing subsided. He pulled himself out of Buffy’s hole undefeated, his prick still hard.

Joyce tossed the tube of Vaseline to Dawn. “You’d better lube him up again,” she told her daughter. “I think Buffy’s ass took a layer of skin off his poor Johnson.” Dawn nodded and rushed to obey, making Joyce laugh. “Finally, she does as she’s told. After he fucks your little asshole you can eat me out…”

“Yes,” Dawn moaned, kneeling on the bed and pulling her buttocks apart to show Xander where he could put his cock.

Fucking Buffy’s ass had done nothing to sate Xander’s anal lust. He wanted Dawn’s hole. Just thinking about it was enough to make him come; he had to tamper down his arousal with more of Cordelia’s remembered nattering. Looking at Buffy, still in a fugue after he’d sodomized her, he slapped her splayed ass repeatedly, until she was jumping and squealing with renewed life.

“What—what—wha…?”

“I want you to do me a favor,” Xander said to her. “I want you to hold Dawn down, nice and tight, while I ass-fuck her.”

Normally, Xander would’ve expected a statement like that, especially to the Slayer, to end up getting his face caved in, but Buffy smiled almost vacantly—her mind returning to how good it had felt when Xander had taken her anal virginity. Obviously, she wanted to share that with her sister.

“Yes, Xand. Of course.” She smiled even wider at Dawn. “You’ll like it so much better if you take it all, Dawnie. Let him fuck all the tightness out of your ass and just… mmmm… let it be his.”

“I can gag her if she screams,” Joyce suggested.

Xander smirked. The Summers women really were coming together.

Buffy got on top of Dawn and pilloried her in a wrestling hold, ensuring she’d go nowhere at all until Xander was through with her. For a moment, Xander admired the sight. It was perverse, he had to admit, the two naked sisters, one restraining the other to make sure she’d be fully sodomized by him instead of literally wiggling out of it. He wondered how two such beautiful women could be so twisted.

Then he started at Dawn’s pert little peach, the same heavenly shape as Buffy’s, just smaller and tighter. It’d be more than satisfying just to spend five seconds inside that ass. But that would hardly satisfy Buffy and Joyce. They wanted to see their little girl get fucked as hard as they had.

“You’re going to do it, right?” Dawn asked, teeth chittering, clearly aroused and anxious in equal measure. “It’s going to happen to me?”

Xander grinned. “I’m going to fuck that virgin butt of yours.”

“Please don’t hurt me,” Dawn pleaded. “Just fuck me.”

“Oh, Dawnie,” Buffy cooed into her ears. “It’s so much better when he does both.”

While Dawn was distracted, Xander pressed his manhood into her asshole. It was tight, taut, straining painfully to let his cockhead in. But the feel of her inner warmth made Xander want more. He shoved his knob in deeper.

“Unnggghh!” Dawn groaned, her face contorting with the pain of being stretched so indelicately.

She felt like she was little more than a thin membrane wrapped around Xander’s massive erection. All of it seemed to be inside her tight asshole, yet more and more kept being fed into her. Dawn felt it traveling into her abdomen, a sensation of tightness that she didn’t think would stop until it came out her mouth!

Ass-fucking Joyce and Buffy had done nothing to sate Xander’s desire. It had only whetted his appetite. His urge to sodomize Dawn was elevated to a level he’d never felt before. Unable to hold himself back any longer, he rammed his shaft into Dawn’s ass, pumping into her again and again. With each thrust, more of his girthy inches slid inside Dawn’s rectum. Until, finally, it was his pelvis crashing against her ass, a wet slap marking the occasion every time he forced himself inside her.

The bed creaked and shook with how violently Dawn was being fucked, but Buffy held her down. That turned Dawn on even more. Her body burned with passion. It was true that she’d only just lost her virginity—became initiated into sex itself on the same day she was being introduced to sodomy too—but Dawn still knew that this was an order of magnitude beyond what she, what anyone was used to. Xander’s hard prick was making her feel things in her asshole that she hadn’t known existed, didn’t think anyone knew existed. Because if everyone knew being ass-fucked felt this good, it wouldn’t be a taboo, it would be how everyone got laid!

Dawn thought she might be getting addicted to anal sex without ever getting a chance to appreciate how her pussy could feel. In the future, would she always compare being fucked in the cunt to how Xander was sodomized right now? Would she even want a man between her legs, aside from being bred like she’d promised Xander?

Dawn didn’t know and didn’t care. She only wanted to see what orgasm came at the end of this incredible fuck. Not that she ever wanted it to end. She vaguely thought she might die if she kept feeling this much, but that seemed an acceptable alternative to this feeling having to stop. She did also want to hold Xander, stroke him, simply be near him, and she supposed that would be some consolation once he came and her anal virginity was finally, irrevocably his.

Buffy held onto her, keeping Dawn from having to think about doing anything on her end of the fuck. All she had to do was let Buffy keep her in place. Her asshole was the only thing involved in the sex. She closed her eyes and let Xander fuck her. Maybe that was part of what made this feel so much more sublime than when she’d lost her cherry—where all the intensity came from. Surrender was the answer. Being held tight by her sister forced Dawn to let go and submit, not just to Xander, but to what he was making her feel.

And Xander’s cock was the only thing she felt. His body pounding against her ass, the pulsing of his erection inside her, the feeling of fullness in her bowels, the heat that pierced between her buttocks and consumed her flesh. That was what counted, what she loved. That, and how it made Xander feel, having Dawn as his anal whore.

She loved being his whore.