Smuttydale update

“That’s it, Monty. Fuck that little whore pussy of hers. Get your ass up, Harmony, open those cheeks or he’ll open them for you. Yeah, now squeeze his cock with your pussy. Fool him into thinking it’s nice and tight.” Buffy talked like she was directing a porno, mocking Harmony and goading on her demon lover. Harmony could barely hear her. The blonde was senseless with constant orgasms breaking over her like waves at high tide. 

Her tight, once-virginal sex was all liquid noises around Monty’s huge cock, underscoring the grunts and groans she made as she was fucked, while Monty keened with pleasure to feel her silky wet folds around his prick. Buffy watched Harmony’s inner flesh clinging to the massive weapon destroying her pussy, flaring out from her as Monty drew his cock outward, then disappearing behind stretched pussy lips as Monty thrust back into her. Harmony’s perfectly formed ass jiggled and her thigh muscles flexed visibly as she tried to hold herself in place under the onslaught of Monty’s fucking. 

She had completely given into the sex, enthralled in the unnatural pleasures she felt, unaware of time passing or the perversity of what she was enjoying. Her breasts heaved with her hard panting, her mouth gaping open and closed like a fish’s, while her blank eyes rolled back in her head with frequent orgasms. And each time, Buffy would remind her: “You’re a slut, Harmony. You’re coming on a demon cock, from being fucked by a monster. You’ve gotten off on it so many times, I bet you’ve had more orgasms thanks to Monty than any human boy. You really are a demon-fuck. You lucky bitch, you’d better thank me when he finally comes.”

And Buffy did all she could to keep that from happening anytime soon. She knew from experience that when Harmony came, it triggered a tightening in her cunt, a sweet sheath for Monty to finish off in. So when Buffy saw Harmony shudder and go cross-eyed, burying her guilt under another layer of orgasmic bliss, she grabbed Monty’s balls and squeezed, the pain keeping Monty from ejaculating. Harmony was left moaning and quivering, her pussy gushing her ecstasy all over her smooth thighs and Monty’s big dick. Then Buffy let go and Monty started fucking her again, while Buffy urged them both on, kissing them, driving her fingers into Harmony’s asshole or cunt, feeling Monty’s prick secondhand.

It went on for almost an hour, far past any endurance Harmony could be said to possess, until she was just a twitching mass of overheated contentment, her pussy a cooling balm for Monty’s burning cock. Once Buffy had enough blackmail material for three porno movies, and was sure even Harmony’s tiny mind would never forget how she’d been demon-fucked to the best orgasms of her life, she let Monty have his reward. 

Her sweaty skin as pale as some sickly Victorian child, Harmony felt another painful orgasm growing inside her, ready to wrack her body whether her battered flesh could take it or not.