Smuttydale update

Monty felt Harmony’s cunt tightening around his cock with a desperate need, felt it gush with slippery fluids. Enjoying the sleek ride, he slammed into the depths of her womanhood and let his cum flood his swinging balls, swelling his pulsing cock out even further until it pumped out into Harmony’s warm, receptive sex.

Feeling the hot cum hit her like red-hot metal being cooled in water, Harmony groaned in pain, then mindlessly joined him in orgasm. At her side, Buffy held her hand against Harmony’s belly, distended by Monty’s hilted cock as it was, and felt the frenzied pumping of his seed bursting into her. While a river of cum flowed out of him, Monty’s knot squeezed inside of Harmony, giving her tightly clenched pussy something to hold onto as Harmony squirted herself drained. Buffy looked to see Monty’s excess cum flowing like melted candle wax down his deeply inserted cock, dripping between her knees to the bedspread where it plopped in the puddles of feminine juice that Harmony had already released. 

With a deep sigh of pained contentment, Harmony’s head drooped to the mattress, her ass still held above her as a holster for Monty’s cock. Buffy scratched the demon behind the ears, then lay down on the bed, opening her legs to Monty. The demon rearranged himself, circling inside Harmony so he was facing away from her, but the cock that had fucked her to insensibility was still wedged inside her defiled sex. As Harmony slept fitfully, still wracked with pleasure by Monty’s throbbing prick inside her, Monty bowed his head to devour Buffy’s splayed cunt.

Buffy came twice into Monty’s licking tongue before his knot had gone down. Then he drew himself out of Harmony, leaving her pussy forever changed, and walked away from her numb body. Harmony’s hips slowly followed her head down to the bed, though Buffy didn’t know if separating from Monty had awoken her or not. The Slayer kissed Monty’s head appreciatively before ushering him out the window. She closed the curtains, cutting off the moonlight to leave the room in near-total darkness. Turning back to Harmony, she noted how her gaping hole was still flush with monster cum. The bedspread would need to be dry-cleaned… if not burned. 

Buffy lay down to spoon with Harmony, kissing and massaging her gently for another hour, when Harmony regained enough consciousness to babble listlessly over what had happened to her. She was barely coherent, but pliant, as Buffy led her to the bathroom, where she washed them both in the shower. Buffy was vaguely hopeful that the sensuous lathering and shampooing and rinsing would rouse Harmony back to a state where she could return the favor to Buffy, but Harmony’s senses were still long gone when Buffy toweled her off. Oh well. 

Buffy took Harmony back to the bed and tucked her in, impishly arranging her so that she was sleeping facedown in the puddle of cum that had dripped out of her cunt. Then she uploaded some of the video she had taken onto Harmony’s TV, left it paused on Harmony’s face as Monty first penetrated her, and set the remote in Harmony’s hand.

She didn’t think she’d be getting anymore trouble from Harmony after that.