Smuttydale update

Xander raised his head and looked down at Vicki, anger in his eyes. Her breasts were heaving with desire, the nipples growing hard as he stared at them, and her mouth was growing moist as she waited for him to fuck her. But instead Xander pinched one of her swollen nipples, still looking into her eyes, then got up. He stood up, looking down at his two lovely girlfriends, their wonderfully shaped bodies filled with sexual desire; then he focused back on Vicki. Her cunt was so full, her hair so red and soft, and his hands rested on her knees for a moment. He was still admiring her pussy, how it protruded from her belly so invitingly. Then he bent over and kissed her tender box.

"You just can't get enough, can you, Vampirella?" he said, and as she squirmed, he walked out of the room. He thought about the two sex-starved girls for a moment, wondering how often they fucked with someone else like Buffy or, in Vicki’s case, Black Thomas. Not very often, he figured. At least they acted that way.

Xander was hungry again, and he wandered into the kitchen. It took a lot to feed a man of Xander's size, especially a growing man. And especially when he'd been trying to satisfy two of the horniest girls he'd ever seen! He poured himself some lemonade from the pitcher he saw on the table and sat there a minute, downing his drink with a fierce intensity. His eyes circled around the kitchen, looking for something more to fill his belly with. He found a couple of bananas, and he ripped the skin from one of them and chomped on it.

Xander thought about the twins for a minute, about going back into that den of sex machines, about shooting his cum all over them. His eyes gazed down at his limp cock, and he noticed it was exceptionally large for not being hard. He rolled the banana peel down again, taking another bite, and just then an idea hit him.

They wanted to be fucked at the same time, did they? Well, he knew how to do it now. A grin covered his face as he finished his banana, mapping out his strategy in his mind. He stood up, grabbed an unripened, green banana from the bunch, then walked slowly back to the bedroom.

The girls were still lying there in the same places as when he had left them. Willow was massaging the fur on her mound, and Vicki was just resting, waiting for either of her lovers to use her again. The girls watched him as he came in.

"What's that for?" Vicki asked him, looking at the banana.

"It's to eat," he said.

"Well, you can't eat it with the skin on," she said derisively.

Xander moved to the bed and smiled. "Sure you can," he countered as he lay it on the bed.

"I feel like going to sleep, you guys," Willow told them, and she turned over.

"You can't leave me alone with this sex maniac, sis."

The girls looked at each other. Willow didn't know what to say. She didn't know if Vicki was joking or not! But then she felt Xander's hands on her feet, pulling her towards the end of the bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked, not sure she liked him taking her body for granted.

"I'm pulling you over here," he responded. And he pulled her to him.

"What do you think I am, anyways?" Willow asked, now sure that part of her did like him taking her body for granted.

"Yeah, what do you think she is, anyways!" Vicki added, in a far more ironic tone. But Xander didn't pay any attention to their words as he pulled Willow up to a sitting position.

"I'm going to fuck both of you at the same time," he replied nonchalantly. "Just like you've been asking."

The girls looked at each other, puzzled, and waited for Xander to say something else. But instead he reached for Vicki and pulled her right behind Willow.

"I'm too tired," Willow repeated. "I've had it for today." Willow tried to lie down again, but Xander held her up.

"Sorry, Wills. First I'm going to give you what you've been yelling for. Then you can go to sleep."

Willow turned to Vicki, and they knew that he meant what he said. But Vicki wanted more, she could never get enough cock in her. She had a look of bewilderment in her eyes, though, and now she just watched Xander as he worked.

Placing the banana right next to Willow, Xander reached between her lovely thighs, his hands holding her soft flesh, and he spread her legs a bit as he went to his knees. Standing on his knees, Willow's body came just to midthigh on him, the perfect position from which he could thrust all the power of his tool into her.

Willow could see the fierce lust in Xander's eyes as he stroked her neck gently. He was rubbing his fingers over her neck and throat, teasingly touching the cleft of her tits every now and then. Though Willow seemed exhausted, the magical strokes of her man's strong hands were turning her on once more. It was as if each touch on her tender young flesh ignited a spark of passion in her. 

Her eyes slowly closed as he stroked her cleavage, his hands squeezing both her tits, and her hands reached up and pulled his to her even harder. She was caressing his hands and wrists now as they clenched her hardened nipples. His strong fingers twisted the swollen nubs, and her chest was set on fire by his touch. Willow tensed in pleasure as Xander played with the pointed tips of her breasts, rolling them from finger to finger, then squeezing her nipples tight and pushing them into the soft warm flesh of her tits.

Vicki watched it all, too curious to move. She wondered how Xander proposed to screw both of them at the same time. She stretched her legs out now, so that her feet were barely touching Xander's thighs, tickling them as she did.

Xander looked up at the curious girl and smiled, knowing what was in store for her. Then he lowered his head and concentrated on Willow's deliciously swollen tits. His mouth ovaled, and he centered in on her swollen points. He could see the red nipples throbbing now, asking to be sucked on. His lips curled gently around the sensitive skin of her areola and he sucked eagerly. Willow felt a wild vibration leap through her chest as he licked the underside of her tit, his lips creeping back up and squeezing her nipple between them. Her thighs closed a bit in a tender reaction to what he was doing to her pert teats.

"Oh, Xander," she sighed, and her hands instinctively reached up and curled around his neck. Then she was pulling his head hard against her chest while his mouth raced over her taut young nubs that pounded inside his mouth. His lips had a magical touch to them, and Willow could feel her juicy cunt starting to ache for his cock. Every tender kiss he planted on her teats shot wild sensations through her whole body. She was vibrating heavily now, and her hands raced through Xander's hair as his mouth worked away at her firm and heaving breasts. 

Xander felt her nipples grow inside of his mouth, and as his wet lips squeezed around the base of her points, his fiery tongue reached out and tickled the bumpy flesh of her areolas. Willow couldn't control herself anymore, and she took Xander's hand and placed it on her pulsing cunt. Xander ran his fingers through her lush jungle of crimson pubes, his middle finger touching the top of her slit as she jumped in pleasure.

"Fuck me, Xander!" she was crying to him now, tossing her head from side to side, her long flowing hair swaying across her face each time. Xander could feel the swelling inside her aching snatch as he touched her crotch lightly. He took his index finger now, then lightly ran it up and down the outer folds of her pussy, teasing her slit with his hot touch. She could feel her clitoris grow long and hard as his finger brushed over her moist sex, and now her clit felt like it was reaching out to feel his magic touch within her.

She moved her hips up a bit, trying to get Xander's fingers to go inside her hole, but he was still busy stroking her pubic hair, running his hand over her luscious thighs, down to the edge of her anus, then back up over the juicy folds of her dripping pussy. But this time his hand stopped at the top of her slit, and now she felt a finger digging into her, pushing through her tender folds of moist flesh to the tip of her throbbing clitoris. She buzzed as he touched the center of her sexuality, his wet finger resting on her bud for a moment, then stroking it to its base.

Vicki watched, her eyes filling with the same desire that Xander could feel in Willow's pulsating clitoris as his lips continued to nibble away at her swollen red nipples, licking them with his feverish tongue, setting her chest on fire. His probing finger touched her clitoris now as he rubbed her with more strength, his other fingers pushing aside some of the folds of her tender box. But she wanted to satisfy that aching she had way inside of her, and bending at the waist again, she arched her hips up so that his fingers might slip farther into her sex.

Xander got her message as she arched up to him even more, her hands rubbing through his hair as he caressed her boobs. His finger slipped past her clitoris, and now it was stretching into her, trying to feel her tender folds as her juices ran onto his fingers. His other three fingers joined in, and slowly he slipped his four fingers through her throbbing slit, down through the moist need of her cunt, pushing in as far as he could. 

His entire hand was resting inside of her hungry pussy now, seemingly floating in her sea of arousal. He twisted his fingers a bit and Willow suddenly felt her whole body twitch at his touch. He was reaching deep into her, his hand grabbing at her desirous cunt, trying to capture her very sex in his hand. Then his thumb made its way back out to her clitoris, and with her juices as a lubricant, he twirled it around her clitoris, driving her wild.

"OOOOhhhhh!" she cried, and she could feel her juices starting to run as his hand worked inside of her juicy womanhood. His lips pulled at her nipples, and her body became one tremendous vibration now as his thumb massaged her pounding clit.

"I'm going to come!" she whispered in Xander's ear, but he kept his hungry mouth at her swollen nipples, still nibbling at her fiery tits. As his hand twisted around inside her pulsing cunt, she came, her female juices squirting onto his hand, covering him with her satisfaction. He was happy as she writhed up and down in his arms, all the while screaming his name as loudly as she could. Her hands curled tightly around his head and she pulled his mouth to her heaving boobs, just so she could have something to hold onto.

Vicki was masturbating as she watched the whole thing; sitting right behind Willow, she was using the ends of Willow's long red hair to tickle her clit. She, too, was moaning, and now it seemed as if both girls had come at the same time.

But Xander's gigantic prick was still aching to release its load. His gaze moved down to Willow's cunt, and he could see it was very wet. His hand slid out from her devouring slit and he moved it up to her belly. His hand was full of her juices, and he could smell them as he rubbed her sticky cum onto her belly. The touch of the warm fluid on her belly reminded Willow of how Xander’s cock felt inside her, how its heat radiated out all through her body. 

Her hand slid down and accidentally found Xander's swollen cock. He was still aching with desire, and she wrapped her creamy hand around his rod, tensing him with delight as she grabbed.

"Well?" Vicki said, but Xander was concentrating on the touch of Willow's hand on his throbbing rod. His hand reached down again and brushed over her sticky pussy hair, tickling her again as she sighed and grabbed his dick with both hands. She squeezed with all her strength, her hands tightly wound around his wonderfully big prick. He groaned as her finger tickled the head of his prick, and he knew he was getting close.

His hands and head came away from her chest now, and he looked down at his red cock, throbbing in the grip of his girl's soft hands. His hands went around her waist now as he positioned his knees so that he might enter her, pushing her legs farther apart with his thighs. Willow was ready for him now, her pussy excited again from the touch of his cock, moist and willing. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she felt the head of his throbbing spear touch her sensitive opening.

His thighs snugged up to hers, and now he was inserting his entire nine inches inside her. Her cunt tensed as his rod pushed against her tender walls, her muscles finally squeezing his prick hard. And now Xander was working at his best, pumping Willow with his grinding rod as he picked the banana up from the bed. Cautiously he stroked the fruit, showing Vicki what nice dimensions it had as he continued to fuck away inside of Willow. He reached out his hand, and touched the tip of the long banana to Vicki's leg.

"You’re not going to do what I think you’re going to do, are you?" she asked. But Xander ignored her question. As he fucked Willow, he ran the curved banana all the way up Vicki's leg to her tender thigh, creating wild sensations in her cunt. She felt her excitement growing, but she was hesitant, embarrassed by the fact that she was getting turned on by, of all things, a banana.

But Xander continued to massage her thigh with the fruit, brushing lightly over her moist pubes, tingling her with delight as he did. Soon the exciting touch of the banana on her aching cunt cured her hesitancy, and as Xander touched the tip of the banana to her throbbing clit, Vicki leaned back on her arms and began to enjoy it. Her tight snatch was pulsing now, twitching each time Xander touched the huge, phallic fruit to her clitoris.

All the while Xander was pushing his prick farther inside Willow's snatch, grinding from side to side in her cunt, making her groan in ecstasy every time he thrust in her. With his full weight upon his knees now, he motioned Willow to raise her long legs up to his shoulders, and she did, giving him a better position, so that now he moved his whole crotch close to her gaping cunt.

Vicki was shaking now, her mind’s eye picturing the banana inside of her, imagining what it would feel like to have that long, curved fruit stuck up her hungry cunt. Xander let out a cry of anguish as he found the entrance to Vicki's sex with the banana, her swollen cunt moist with her womanly fluids, ready to eat it. Slowly he pushed it inside her, her legs spreading apart more, her lips folding back to let the banana pierce her to the hilt. Xander watched her writhing pussy as it opened wide to the banana.

Vicki leaned all the way back now, her legs curling around the fruit as it rested in her pulsing snatch. Xander coordinated his motions, so that every time he speared Willow with his prick, he would drive the banana deep within his other Rosenberg's hungry snatch, twirling it in a circle and stirring her juices up, just as viciously as he could.

Xander gritted his teeth, and now on fire for the two Willows, he drove into both of them as fiercely as he could, trying to stretch their cunts to every possible angle.

"I can fuck you both at the same time!" he proudly shouted at them, taking his taunted wrath out on them by twisting and turning both his cock and the banana deep within the aching twats of his girlfriends.

But they didn't answer, because they were both groaning in complete and satisfied pleasure as they finally got enough Xander for both of them, with neither having to go without.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Vicki kept repeating as Xander twisted the banana inside her. Vicki was vibrating now, screaming as she did, as the banana dug into her hole, striking her innermost depths while the other tip of the banana touched and rubbed against her clitoris. The banana filled her aching cunt like no man's dick had ever done!

When Willow heard her double climaxing, she felt all the energy in her body wrapping around her boyfriend's stiff tool as he dug deep inside her. Both girls were screaming now as they climaxed simultaneously, both trembling from the lustful touches of their Xander. He felt Willow's juices flow around his cock, and then he, too, was climaxing.

Totally confident and proud of himself for fucking both of them at the same time, Xander was ready to completely let go of himself. His eyes closed as his cock kept jabbing in and out of his girlfriend's pussy. And now all three lovers were screaming, catapulted into ecstasy by each other's touches, the girls curling their legs around Xander's muscular body as they all spurted onto each other. They were all being fucked at the same time now, and there was nothing like it they had ever experienced before.

Their orgasms ceased at last, and the girls let out a faint laugh, as if they were being lightly tickled, as Xander collapsed in complete exhaustion on top of Willow. Vicki felt the banana slip out from her tender slit and she gasped as it finally left her cunt, resting between her thighs, her juices dripping from it like a faucet.

They were all worn out now, none of them having come that much in their lives. The girls couldn't believe that they had all fucked together, that Xander had screwed both of them at the same time. What else was left for them now?

In a few minutes they were all asleep, Xander resting quietly on a serene Willow, while Vicki rested her supple body flat on the bed, the banana resting close between her luscious thighs.

It seemed like she had her own boyfriend now. At least, for a few days, before it went bad. Which was longer than most of her relationships lasted.

***

Faith Lehane, dressed only in bra and panties circled the bed, gently urging her new pet to concerted action. With Buffy's unwitting help, she was devising a method of getting even with all the people in this self-righteous, puritanical town that had ostracized her while she served and protected their asses. She was a little filled with glee when she thought of how Monty could ruin the women of this ‘berg for the asshole men of Sunnydale. 

Buffy, wearing one of Faith's old sweatshirts and a pair of old panties was being wrestled down onto the king-sized bed by Monty, who had, according to instructions, grasped the old shirt at the back of the girl's neck and dragged her down to her hands and knees. While she was held there immobile, his tail came up behind her and tore the panties from her upturned hips, exposing the glistening slit of her wet and fragrant pussy. Buffy, thinking all this was a game which she had already enjoyed several times, went along with everything, but struggled to make it seem real. Monty pinned her body between his legs as he began licking sensuously and effectively between her legs. Before long, Buffy, now totally accustomed and enchanted with the literally hellish sex, began to squeal and squirm with joy.

"That's it, Monty," Faith encouraged. "Lick that cute little pussy. Make it purr."

Buffy was visibly shivering with arousal. "Oh, that's it, Monty. Oh, I need it so much." Which was no lie. Xander was out again, running frantically around trying to keep up with two Willows, both of whom turned out to be as sex-crazed as the other. Little did he know that while he was neglecting her Slayer libido, she was taking steps to get a little affection of her own. 

When Monty saw that her feminine juices were freely flowing, he mounted her upraised buttocks, his feet crowding her knees further apart, his huge manhood growing into view. It was enormous, even bigger than that of Xander, whose member had nearly split both of the Slayers at one time or another. Faith often wondered why she had so seldom seen Xander lately, and sometimes wished he would show up to invite her into the circle of friends he now seemingly shared with Buffy, Cordelia, and Willow—she’d caught Buffy in telephone conversations mentioning his name that had been quickly ended when she realized Faith was listening—but then, she was a no strings attached girl. Chains, sometimes, but strings, no.

Buffy moaned and groaned until the tip of the great, cucumber-sized cock found her hot cunt and began to slip inside. Then, she cried out and humped backward with her trembling buttocks, taking the great prick deep into her belly. Buffy wailed, squeezing the huge shaft with her inner muscle, a wave of sensation shooting from her deeply-pierced pussy, up her tailbone and spine to her hanging, jiggling tits and back of her neck. 

Immediately, she began moving in concert with Monty while Faith watched. From past experience, she knew that when Monty was done with her, he would take his turn on another hole, and then the process would be repeated until she was content and satisfied. She was unable to keep calm at the sight, and, slipping her hand inside her panties, began to manipulate her own burning clitoris. She laughed silently at the thought that Xander’s A-1 crush and fantasy girlfriend was now trying out demon cock like a Bad Dragon test subject.

And she was only the first of many.

***

She walked barefoot over the springy runners of St. Augustine grass toward the edge of the big yard. She paused in front of the bougainvillea arbor that nearly concealed the presence of the wall behind it.

She shivered slightly and stopped in front of the arbor, hugging her breasts in a furtive way. She turned around and shaded her eyes from the sun, which was over the ocean now. She held small pruning scissors in her hand, come to clip some of the bougainvillea blooms.

The stucco wall at the edge of the yard went in a straight line toward the Pacific Ocean. It became a nearly solid barrier of thick timbers bolted to treated pilings driven solidly into the beach.

The massive jetty reached nearly two hundred yards into the shallow water. It provided a perch for pelicans and seagulls, a haven for small fish, a barrier to beach erosion, and an effective deterrent to anyone who tried to enter within the limits of her family's estate.

The other side of the large yard was also walled. The front was walled against the quiet street. There was a gate of iron grillwork across the driveway, but the little guardhouse to the side was unoccupied, now that the lock and the motors that opened the gate were operated by remote control.

The grounds were immaculate and planted with lush islands of palms and tropical exotics. One island made a visual barrier between the street and the entire interior of the family estate.

The straight lines of the stucco walls were cleverly camouflaged by the sinuous borders of the thick tropical growth. The atmosphere of insulation from the outside world was complete—except for the open stretch of beach, where passing boaters could gape and gawk into the private domain of the richest family in Sunnydale.

She could not have been more safe, more protected, or surrounded by more leisure.

Yet Cordelia Chase felt as if someone had just walked over her grave.