Buffy Beaten update

Natalie French noticed the good-sized bulge in Xander’s jeans when he came over. How could she not? It was still smarting from its entry into Cordelia and the abortive masturbation over Buffy and Willow’s intertwined bodies. 

Her eyes ran up and down his body. The rest of him looked similarly clenched and ready and on edge. It was delicious as usual: he was slim and well-built and had a nice smile that she liked seeing on him.

“Would you like something to eat?” she asked him, almost seeing the throb that went through his manhood at the sound of her slight but noteworthy accent.

Xander nodded, unable to keep himself from eying her ass as she bounced off to the kitchen. When she came back, it was with a ham on rye and a can of Diet Coke. Xander ate, and drank, getting bolder in looking at her as he gulped down more of the meal. She was wearing shorts and a tight red top; not inappropriate, but nothing she’d ever wear in the classroom. It covered everything, while offering the unvarnished truth of the curves underneath, which would be enough to turn on any kid with a speck of imagination.

Natalie felt a tingling in her cunt, a shiver running through her. She had more than a speck of imagination and she already knew how big Xander’s cock was. Thinking about it brought a tightness to her pussy that was nice and pleasurable. She wondered if Xander had any idea how much she was clenching just then. If he were inside her right now, it’d feel wonderful for both of them, his thick cock stuffing her channel, squeezing all his length, milking the cum right out of him.

She looked down to his groin. There was no mistaking it. His erection was hard, pulsing, straining against his zipper. She stared openly at it. “Enjoying your meal?” she tittered.

Xander blushed. “I was, ah… thinking you might enjoy yours. Your meal.”

Natalie smiled. “It looks like enough to satisfy any hunger.”

She reached out to run her hand lightly over the bulge his hard-on made. Xander groaned and closed his eyes, almost whimpering as she offered him relief for the obvious pain he was in. Natalie needed no encouragement. She unzipped his fly and drew his prick out into open air.

“God,” Xander moaned.

His cock looked even longer and thicker than it had before, the tip brimming with precum. Natalie looked at it hungrily.

“Yum,” she said, almost deadpan, running her thumb over his cockhead, smearing his precum all over its swollen girth. “You’re not going to tell anyone, are you?”

Xander shook his head. “No, ma’am.”

“Promise?”

“I promise!”

She had him stretch out on the couch, totally in control, aggressive, powerful. It was good to start with such a youth. She could make him into a real man.

Natalie moved her hand up and down his length, rubbing his sweet precum all over his shaft, enjoying how he throbbed with every little twitch of her hand.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked curiously, as if she were only making idle chatter.

“Not really,” Xander croaked.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Fuck no!”

“Who do you fuck? Just one girl or a lot?”

“Just… just the one.”

“Is she special?”

“I guess.”

“Is she cute?”

“Not like you.”

“Does she have big tits?”

Xander nodded. Her hand was moving faster and faster, so much better than when he’d jerked himself off, yet somehow he felt even more pained and desperate to come than when he’d had to stop touching himself, when he’d had to pull out of Cordelia.

“Are they as big as mine?”

“N-no.”

Natalie’s pussy was on fire now. She was dying to have it filled. Ducking her head, she ran her tongue over the cock she’d handled so vigorously, licking away some of the precum she’d smeared over his length before opening her mouth and taking his knob inside it.

Xander groaned, his pleasure spiking into ecstasy, and when Natalie popped her mouth off of his cockhead, he tried to push her back down, yet somehow Natalie’s slight frame resisted him.

“Does she suck you off?” she asked sweetly.

“S-sometimes,” he gasped.

“Not like this,” Miss French purred as she sucked his helmet back into her mouth. They were both in heaven, him with the feeling, her with the taste.

“No… not like this…” 

Xander’s head drifted back, luxuriating in the feelings he was awash in, while his prick throbbed in Natalie’s mouth, only slightly more satisfied than it was needful. He wasn’t rushing her, though. He was too young for that. Maybe, with her guidance, he’d learn to appreciate having a woman who loved sucking cock. A real connoisseur. Anyone who’d trade speed for quality was a fool.

She thrust her hand into her shorts, cupping her wet pussy, then took it out to spread her copious juices along Xander’s thick shaft where it protruded from her mouth.

“Oh fuck!” he groaned.

“You don’t like it?” Natalie asked innocently.

“I love it!” 

Natalie let her fingers trail up Xander’s cock before she let go of it. With her hands free, she peeled her top off, then slipped her shorts down her long legs. Naked now, she swooped down on Xander again. One hand holding the base of his cock as she impaled her throat on it, the other between her legs, playing with her cunt. Natalie breathed hard as she pleasured the two of them, sharing Xander’s arousal, ready to come.

Her saliva drenched his manhood, trickling all the way down to his balls as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft frenziedly. Natalie was mindless, nothing but a mouth and a cunt, one taking Xander’s prick, the other her fingers. Within seconds, she spasmed in orgasm, but there was no satisfaction in it. Not when she could taste Xander but not swallow him. She needed him to shoot off in her mouth—he’d be hard again soon and she wanted his cum down her throat, deep in her belly like a trophy. 

Natalie forced her mouth down his length until the cockhead was in the back of her throat, stretching the raw tightness there, then she pursed her lips around the base of his prick, gripping it as tightly as her sweet little cunt ever could. Xander threw back his head in his own frenzy.

“Christ! Miss French! I’ve gotta come!”

Natalie’s reply was, of course, to keep sucking him, showing him in the plainest terms that this was just fine. Xander stiffened, groaned, and held on for one last precious moment before his thick white cum exploded into Natalie’s mouth. She gulped and swallowed time after time until she had every drop out of him, filling her belly as it’d once filled his balls. She milked his cock dry, then ran her tongue all around the knob to clean up anything left behind. 

With one last swallow, she looked up at him, almost surprised to see Xander still alive after he’d come so hard. His eyes were glazed, lost in the feeling of satiation she’d given him, but finally they focused enough to meet her eyes. He grinned like he was ready for more.

“You really know how to suck.”

Demurring, Natalie pursed her lips, hiding a smile. It felt nice to be appreciated. “It’s nothing without something to suck on… Have you ever eaten a girl’s pussy, Xander?”

“Yeah,” he said, but ducking his head, like he was mildly embarrassed. It felt emasculating to admit how much he’d gone down on Cordelia with so little reciprocation. “A couple times.”

“Would you like to do that with me?” she asked, pouring her accent over him like warm molasses. 

He didn’t answer, thinking of Cordelia, feeling weirdly like he was cheating on her. Which was ridiculous, Xander told himself, because it wasn’t like Cordelia was much of a girlfriend for him to cheat on. Did she call herself his girlfriend? Were they even exclusive? He didn’t know, but he’d already let Natalie blow him and jerk him off, so why not be hung for a sheep instead of a lamb? But somehow, letting Natalie do things to him felt very different from doing things to her…

“I think I’d enjoy that a lot,” Natalie continued. “You look like you know what a girl needs—if she’s smart enough to let you give it to her.”

She stared at Xander’s mouth, waiting for it to move with his answer. Her eyes traced the contours of his lips, thinking of how good they’d feel on her clit. She shivered with lust at the idea. She craved it all the more for having to deny herself. It was insane, considering how beautiful she was, that she should have to whine and wheedle to get her pussy eaten, but Conrad had been clear. She couldn’t push Xander, couldn’t browbeat him like his little girlfriend did. She could only offer. 

Natalie laid back on the floor where she’d been kneeling, opening her legs. Offering.

“Whatever you want, Miss French.”

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment there, she’d really needed it, like she hadn’t needed any man—ever. “We’ll be more comfortable in bed. And… you should get used to being there.”

She led the way, aware of how his eyes followed the ripe jiggle of her buttocks that went with each step. The lewdness of the situation purred in her. Walking through her own house naked with Xander behind her, his cock jutting out of his jeans. Every inch of her was excited. Anticipation dripped sweat from her pores and slicked her cunt with wetness.

She knew Xander probably had a lot to learn about eating pussy. A boy his age could only have so much experience. But that innocence was a turn-on. She’d be initiating him into sex, taking him from a boy to a man. Giving him an education, she thought with a smile, since he’d wanted to be tutored so badly.

Natalie spread herself out on the bed, stretching her legs out, even spreading her toes wide. She relaxed with her thighs slightly parted, just enough to see her cunt. Xander took a good look at it. He’d seen it before, but it didn’t feel like that. Not this openly, this close, with her showing it to him like a toy she was teaching him how to play with. 

Natalie ran her fingers along the insides of her thighs, opening her knees wider, then tantalizing Xander by opening and closing her thighs. Finally, she brought her knees up and opened her legs wide, the perfect stance for someone to be on top of her, pumping down into her defenseless pink pussy.

Xander’s eyes glimmered, seeing just that as he looked at Natalie’s pink flesh, the interior so glossy and wet that it was almost white in its gleaming. His cock was hard as a rock once more and Natalie feasted her own eyes on it, reaching down to open up her labia as if comparing the size of one to another, seeing if he would fit inside her tight, narrow opening.

“This is my clitoris,” Natalie said, rolling her pointer finger around the little button. “You know what that is, right? Why don’t you try playing with it a little? See what happens.”

Xander stared down at her sex. He could almost see the feverish heat coming off it. He knelt on the bed, reaching down to rub her arousal over her clit, massaging her womanhood until she was gasping, crying out, her cunt flooded with wetness. It leaked out of her, running between her buttocks.

“Lick it up!” she hissed impatiently. “Put your mouth down there—taste it like I tasted you!”

Xander stretched out on his belly, careful to place his erection out of harm’s way, then he slid his hands underneath Natalie to grab hold of her ass. She shuddered as he lowered his mouth to her sex. Then, suddenly, his tongue was all over her cunt, lapping up the wetness he’d provoked when he came in her mouth. His long, thick tongue pushed inside of her and tasted her inner folds as Natalie wailed and writhed, humping his face. The feel of his tongue sawing in and out of her drove Miss French crazy.

“Oh fuck yes!” she cried. “Yes! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt with your tongue!”

He lapped up every drop of her liquid arousal from her pussy lips while she squirmed and arced her back beneath him. It was wonderful, having a teenage boy’s face in her pussy—he was practically humping the bed in his arousal, and thinking that the taste of her cunt could turn him on so much made Natalie even more aroused herself.

She didn’t have to tell him what to do now. He had a taste for his pussy. He used his tongue to catch all the flavor that he could. He scoured her cunt with it until Natalie thought she would go mad with passion. Her belly flexed, showing every rigid muscle as she cried out like a wounded animal, and Xander sucked her with even more relish. Any hesitance he’d had was long gone. His mouth was wide open, lips clamped to her pubis as he tasted everything he could, rubbing his face in her wet cunt. The gluttonous noises as he devoured her cunt brought Natalie right to the precipice of ecstasy.

“So good, you son of a bitch!” Natalie gasped. She covered her breasts with her hands, squeezing them tightly to send sparks of pleasure through her body. Xander sucked harder, his tongue deep inside her, exploring the furthest reaches of her channel.

He found every nook and cranny of her sex, everything his tongue could touch, while Natalie pulled her knees up to her chest, lifting her ass up off the bed to let him go deeper. With her pussy tilted up into the air, Xander could get at her ass, and Natalie shivered as she felt his tongue tickling between her buttocks. 

But the need in her cunt was too great. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face hard against her wet pussy, wailing as his tongue returned to her. When she came, she flooded his mouth with her cream. Natalie hadn’t clenched so hard in years; she throbbed repeatedly, squirting into his lashing tongue again and again. Then she was too weak for even that. Natalie lay still until the last tremor had shaken her body.

Xander stretched out beside her, looking pleased with herself. Almost as pleased as Natalie was. She glanced down at his cock and saw that it was harder than ever, precum dripping down his glans. She licked her lips.

“That was wonderful, Xander,” she murmured. “As good as I’ve ever had.”

Then she shivered in lasting satisfaction. Xander reached out to feel her breasts; her nipples stiffened for him. Natalie moaned as he took one between his fingers and gently squeezed it. Her thighs squeezed together too, with Xander’s erect cock brushing against the outside of her leg. Natalie wanted it inside her, reaming her out, thrusting in and out of her hungry cunt with his balls smacking her ass, making her come until he came.

He kissed her, his mouth needful and sweet and loving. She barely had a chance to taste his tongue before Xander moved lower, his lips on the swells of her breasts, feeling wonderful as they tasted the passion his hands had stirred inside her. He licked and sucked the roundness of her cleavage, finally taking one of her engorged nipples into his mouth. He suckled at it so hard that Natalie clenched all the way to her pussy.

Xander was working her over like she hadn’t been in years. The virgin was giving it to her like she was just the latest in a long line of willing victims he’d sexually broken. She clutched at his head, pulling his face deeper into her cleavage, and he gave her what she wanted. Licking and sucking and kissing in a pleasurable daze for both of them. 

He forced her breasts together until her nipples were almost touching, then moved his mouth quickly from one fat nipple to the next, nibbling and slurping to see how much he could make her shiver underneath him. His hands tightened on her heaving breasts, squeezing the tender flesh as if to make it more vulnerable to what his lips were doing.

“Xander,” Natalie moaned, her voice low and husky from all the sex she’d enjoyed. “Let me give you some of the pleasure you’ve given me.”

With one last kiss to her nipple that almost sucked it off her breast, Xander rearranged himself around Natalie. He touched her pussy and she gasped, rubbing herself against his hand for more friction. And as her hips did that, her tongue licked at his swollen cock, lapping up the precum that bubbled steadily from his cockhead. She wanted to lick and kiss every inch of his wonderfully thick manhood, but she never left his precum alone for long. She liked the taste too much.

Very soon now it would be inside her. Thinking about that, her aroused cunt covered Xander’s hand in her juices. She needed him desperately. Then she felt his thumb creep through her asshole, inching slowly into her ass, probing and exploring her anus no matter how it had to stretch to let him in. Natalie shivered with enjoyment.

“Oooo—YES!”

Xander was using only one hand, finger and thumb fucking into her two holes, while with his other hand he groped her pert ass. Natalie couldn’t tell which was hotter, her fingered cunt or her fingered asshole. It didn’t make any difference. She could come from either of them, or from Xander’s sweet cum gushing into her mouth. Natalie wanted it all so badly: to be fucked in the ass, fucked in the pussy, fucked in the mouth. And Xander was doing all of those, in a way. It was impossible for her not to come.

“Yeah, yeah, suck my balls,” Xander breathed, as though he wasn’t even aware he was speaking, his thoughts escaping him in a haze of lust and satiation. 

Still, Natalie dragged her lips off his cock, eying Xander as she rubbed her face against it. She flashed a grin at Xander as she grabbed his balls in her hand, then she swirled her tongue over them. The way they throbbed and writhed excited her—they were full of life, ready to explode into her mouth all over again.

Xander realized that Natalie had responded to being told what to do. The temptation to try again was irresistible. “Suck my cock, Miss French!”

Again, Natalie rubbed her cheek against his manhood, feeling it throb with more power than ever before she opened her mouth and took it in. She closed her lips around his collar, sucking at the smooth knob, licking at the dripping precum. Then she bobbed up and down his length, almost frantically, trying to pleasure all of his cock. 

Xander rammed his finger into her sex, his thumb up her ass, holding them both in her as far as they could do. Then he pumped his hips, doing the same with his cock in her mouth, ramming it deep into her gullet. With a loud grunt, he spilled his cum far down her throat.

Natalie squealed happily as she pulled her lips up his prick, as if being driven off it by the geyser of his cum, until only his cockhead was still in her mouth. Then she pressed her tongue against his tip, eyes rolling back in their sockets as his thick seed covered her tongue, spraying to the sides to fill her mouth. Her throat gulped steadily, swallowing all the delicious cream Xander spurted into her hard-sucking lips.

“Take it, Miss French!” Xander roared as he flooded her mouth with his semen. “Swallow it… drink my cum with your cocksucking throat! Do it! Swallow it all!”

Natalie made delighted moans as her throat lit up with the taste of his cum, her cunt clenching on his buried finger, her asshole taking his thumb deep. She gulped yet again, feeling his cum pack her belly, and arched her hips into Xander’s thumb and finger. All of her body felt tight and hot, rumbling with the orgasm that was about to take her. The taste of Xander’s cum got sweeter every time she swallowed and was fed more. She clung to her student’s cockhead as he finished, her tongue licking lightly at his slit, seeing if there was anymore to fill her belly.

“Mmm—why do you always taste so good?” she sighed, wiggling on Xander’s finger and thumb as they stayed in her orifices. “I never want to go without your cum, Xander. Not ever.”

She lifted her ass when he pulled his hand away from her body, then grabbed him by the wrist and eagerly sucked his fingers clean, enjoying the taste of her cunt and asshole together, as his cock would taste if he fucked her in both her holes in the same night. It was a taste she could get used to. She closed her eyes, sucked hard, and felt herself come.

Then she laid back, stretching her arms and legs out, looking at Xander with her eyes wide. She was delighted to see that his cock laid defeated on his thigh, clearly having had enough after two of her blowjobs.

“Looks like that’s all for today,” Natalie murmured. “Why don’t you come back tomorrow and I’ll give you another lesson—when those balls of yours are nice and full?”