Smuttydale update

“More,” Willow answered.

But Xander missed the word as Vicki's hands fondled his softened prick again, as if searching for any hardness, for a last drop of cum in its still-impressive length. She checked his tender balls and he squirmed. Then she bent over so that her mouth was next to his cock.

"Give me some more!" she demanded from his shaft, stroking it lightly. But his prick was momentarily spent, and nothing happened. "See, it's all gone now, poor thing," she said, and patted it lightly, then let go.

Willow moved onto her side as Xander raised his head. "I can go again, Xand, but you know, I’m a girl. Not that girls are better than guys or anything, you were really good back there, you’re just not multiorgasmic. I’m sure it’s hard on you too. Well, I mean, not hard…"

Xander put his head back on the bed. Now that he had two depraved twin sisters hungry for his cock, as he’d specified to the Penthouse Forum a few times, what was he going to do with them? He thought about it for a moment, then grabbing hold of Vicki's slender waist, he raised himself up to a sitting position and looked the bitchy vampire Willow right in the eye.

"Now we'll do it my way," he told her. "Get up for a second," he said, and she rolled onto her side, freeing Xander. "I'll be right back, and then we'll see who’s multiorgasmic!"

Xander went to the bathroom and shut the door. Willow glanced over at Vicki.

"What do you think?" she asked her double.

"What do you mean?" Vicki inquired.

"I mean, do you like it… times three? You’re not worried about any, uh, navigational difficulties?"

"It's fine with me. But remember this is only Friday. There's a whole weekend left!"

Willow smiled and left the room. “Be right back.”

***

"Brace yourself!" Faith whispered. "He's going to fuck you!"

Buffy felt the scaly forelegs slide over her hips, then the warm point of the beast's prick—moist with Faith’s juices—struck her between cunt and asshole and slid up to wedge itself in the tight wrinkles of her asshole. God, it already felt like she was being stretched to her limit…

She raised her ass abruptly, and the prick slid downward as Monty hunched forward. The tip slithered into the hairs of her sex, probed around swiftly, then found her hole and slipped inside. Oh fuck—it felt just as big in her pussy. Maybe even bigger…

Monty hunched again, and Buffy felt his cock snake into her cunt. Now he began fucking her in earnest. His hindquarters tensed and humped into her with hard thrusts, driving his prick through her meager resistance almost effortlessly. Buffy was growing hotter by the moment, feeling the delicious fullness, the heat of him—several degrees warmer than human flesh—as he rammed against her box. No, it had already been breached. He was ramming into her.

Above her, she could hear him hissing loudly. His saliva dripped from his tongue, dropping onto her back. The feral smell of him was a constant reminder to Buffy of the bestial nature of her lover, and it seemed to heighten her excitement. If fucking vampires had been taboo, this was perverse.

"Oh, fuck this pussy, Monty!" she moaned, feeling the heated thrills increase inside her with every passing second. “Fuck it!” His prick slid in and out of her snatch with rapid strokes, making a slushy sound in the strange acoustics of the crypt. 

Buffy's ass was moving, helping with the action as she sought to swallow as much of him as she could get inside her cunt. Her steady whimpering told Faith how great it was. The brunette was panting with an oil and water mixture of petulant greed and sheer lust, as she sat there envying her friend for receiving the exact same thing she had, minutes ago, wishing she was getting more, wishing that Buffy had none. Her own bitter and internal viciousness toward Buffy was turning her on, how she envied her and resented her and loved watching her be taken down a peg by fucking a fucking demon, how demeaning—she was getting so excited that she had to shove a pair of fingers up her cunt and thumb her clit to imitate the fuck Buffy was getting.

"He's coming in me!" Buffy whimpered. "Oh, Faith! His cum's so hot!" She moaned loudly as she began to climax. Her ass shivered and her skin rippled with her tensing muscles. She shuddered through the orgasm, but Monty kept working at her like he was trying to break her corded body apart bit by bit, driving his hard prick in and out of her convulsing womanhood.

"Oh, God!" Buffy whispered. "He came in me, but he's still hard... still fucking!" She moaned, wondering how much she would be able to take. Wondering how on earth she could be doing this with a demon, a demon that wasn’t even bipedal. Wondering how she could be doing it with Faith, practically having a threesome with her fellow Slayer. Wondering how it could feel so good.

The very thought of what Buffy was experiencing had Faith so worked up that she now brought herself off by hand, gasping and grunting through her minor climax. She closed her eyes and keened as she imagined dragging Buffy off that wonderful cock, not even letting her debase herself with it now that she wanted to, Ms. Hoity-Toity, and using it herself, showing B what a bad girl she really was, and Buffy watching her, looking at her, paying attention to her as she came and came and came…

Then she tried to pull herself together, realizing that she had missed several irreplaceable moments seeing Buffy spread for this monster.

"Faith! He's coming again!" Buffy cried. "It's so hot... and my cunt's about to explode! Ohhhhh! Here I... GOOOO!"

She jerked to the rhythm of another orgasm, but Monty still kept screwing her with his hard cock. Then, as her spasms weakened, the demon prick spurted again, jetting hotly into her depths. She cried out at the added stimulus, feeling her convulsions regain their intensity. She felt like such a whore, felt like Faith, and was almost embarrassed by how that thought made it even better.

Faith watched as the beast slowed his tight thrusts, then withdrew from Buffy's cunt. He dropped to all fours and turned to look at Faith, suddenly suspicious and on guard again, now that he had spent his lust.

"Nice Monty!" she said in a low, pleasant tone. "Are you hungry?" She moved her hand toward her pocket, reaching for the power bar she had there, and the beast growled warningly. She put the hand back down beside her and sat there, wondering what to do, if anything.

Buffy was lying face-down on the blankets where she had collapsed the moment the demon dismounted. She was moaning softly and gasping for breath. Faith could not count on her to help for a while.

The demon moved closer to Faith, again sniffing the air, and she received the impression—like she was sniffing fucking pheromones—that Monty was still thinking about sex. She supposed she should be flattered; most guys would be thinking of food right about now, in her experience…

"Buffy!" she called out softly. "At least keep an eye on him for me!" Carefully, Faith got into the all-fours position. The demon growled twice as she moved, but not too loudly. And when she was in place, her delectable ass uptilted and her pelvis thrust back and up to present him with a vulnerable target, he whined and cracked his tail as he moved up to nuzzle the black hairs around her dripping snatch.

She had done the right thing! Of course. To him, she was a sexual object—a bitch, his bitch— when she was on her hands and knees, offering him her asshole and pussy to sniff… to do anything.

He slithered his tongue into the offered gash, lapped loudly at the juices gathered there, probing her hole with the tip of his tongue. Faith felt tingling electric thrills spreading out through her belly and cunt.

"Ooohh! Nice Monty!" she moaned. "Lick momma’s cunt all you want!"

And he did lick at her twat for quite a while. She guessed that he was giving himself time to renew his supply of semen; the way he was eating her out, he certainly was still interested in her.

He lapped her snatch so thoroughly and so long that Faith came while he was still licking her. He felt the shivers of her body, brought his tongue out of her box with an upward lash, then gave her spasming asshole a quick licking before he took his muzzle out of her crotch. 

"I wanna jerk him off," Buffy said. "I want some more of his cum…”

"Wouldn't you rather see me suck him off?" Faith challenged, her tongue flicking over her lips.

Buffy's mouth dropped and her eyes went wide. "You're gonna suck his cock?"

"Oh yeah," Faith said, anticipating the taste of Monty's prick and his hot cum. "Get him on his side." She was trembling, anxious to suck his cock and, at the same time, frightened about the strength of this demon.

"Easy, Monty," Buffy said as she stroked his flank. "Down." She tugged gently on his neck as Monty obeyed. "Good boy," she said, her eyes drifting to his cock and balls. "Faith's gonna suck you off."

But Monty seemed not to like the sound of it. His scorpion tail struck, coiling around Buffy’s ankles and jerking her legs out from under her. She fell hard on her back, then a swipe of his claws slapped her over onto her stomach. Buffy started to get up, but Monty hissed meaningfully at her.

“I think,” Faith began, “I think he wants you again.” Typical.

“What do I do?”

Then again, she couldn’t fault his taste. And if anyone here had a tight ass… “Give him your ass,” Faith said. “Y’know… like you’re his bitch?”

“Not lovin’ the phrasing here…”

Monty hissed again and Buffy obediently got up onto her hands and knees. Now, with her ass presented lovingly to him, the demon let out a more approving hiss. And he was advancing slowly, cautiously, toward them. They dared not move at all. Finally his muzzle was inches from Buffy's upturned ass, and the moist, black patch of his nose moved very slowly into the crease between her curvaceous cheeks, and his tongue lashed out to taste the flavor of her asshole.

She squealed softly as thrills rippled through her, and the beast growled at her. He hissed again and dropped his nose to sniff under her crotch. His hissing became more impatient at the scent of her female heat.

Monty’s long tongue flicked out and lapped her dripping cunt, and he seemed to go wild. He licked and licked at the cream she oozed, whimpering as he tasted her. Buffy whimpered, too, but this time the demon did not scold her with a growl. He was too excited with the bitch-scent that stirred his pulse.

Faith, watching from the sidelines, had let herself slowly down into a more comfortable position. From her vantage point, she could see the long, red rod of the demon's cock jutting out of the juncture of his two hind legs. The end of his prick was a conically tapered curve that seemed to twitch and change its pointing direction, as if it were a fingertip.

Buffy, maddened by the exciting lapping, had tilted her hips and pelvis to thrust her cunt back toward the stimulating tongue. Now, the demon rose up on his hind legs.

Faith lost her breath. Monty was going to mount her.

***

Taking a brush from the dresser, Vicki started brushing her hair. Such beautiful, long red hair that flowed all the way down her back. She stood there a minute, admiring herself. She looked at her tits, raising a hand up to squeeze them. Nice, full, and her nipples were bright red. She was pleased with them as she stroked them. Her eyes followed her roving hands down the valley of her belly, over her silken pubes that looked so soft and inviting. Her hands roamed between her thighs as she admired her entire body. Quite nice, she thought to herself. Xander should consider himself very lucky indeed!

She finished with her hair, then went back to the bed. Xander wanted to do it his way, but Vicki had different plans. She lay on her back, stroking her smooth, golden legs, running her hand over her mound of fuzz, awaiting the return of her borrowed boyfriend.

She wanted to get fucked on her back. She wanted to feel his full weight on top of her, feel his whole body trying to push itself inside her cunt.

The place was quiet now, except for the footsteps of Xander in the other room, and the sound of the toilet in the bathroom.

Vicki thought about the three of them making love, then about just her and Xander making love the first time. It had been beautiful. He was the best fuck she'd ever had, but she wasn't about to tell him that. She knew that once she said that, he'd get too confident and he wouldn't try as hard after that. It would be her own secret.

Willow came back in the room carrying a bottle of perfume.

"Here, try some of this," she said, and handed the bottle to Vicki. Still lying on her back, Vicki took the bottle and sprayed her chest, her neck, her back, each time rubbing the strong scent into her skin. Then she lifted her legs up and sprayed them, again gently rubbing the liquid into her skin. Then, arching her pelvis, she sprayed her ass, and finally, after winking at Willow, she sprayed her ginger mound, sensually rubbing her jungle of hair. Now she was ready for him, like her doppelganger. The room smelled of perfume, and the girls could feel a tingle in their nostrils.

The bathroom door opened, and Xander came strolling out, his hair combed, looking very refreshed. He had a smile on his face that told of what was to come.

"Who put on all the perfume?" he asked. But the girls were silent. Xander frowned. "Not talking now or what?" But still the girls remained silent.

Xander went over to the bed.

Willow watched as Xander patted Vicki on the stomach.

"Okay, now we're going to do it my way," he said, and he pushed Vicki to one side of the bed. "Come here, Willow."

Willow hesitated, but then obeyed his command. She lay on her stomach, and Xander centered her in the middle of the bed.

"Now it's your turn, Wills," he said, his hands caressing her back, the excitement in her body rising again. Vicki watched, but she had different plans.

"I want you to fuck me, Xander, like this," and arched her cunt up to him, her weight on her elbows. Xander could see that she had a good position there; but he didn't want her to have her way. He looked down at his hands, which were now stroking Willow's soft, round ass, his fingers running up and down her crack as she squirmed.

"Easy there, slugger, wait your turn. You’re not the only slutty redhead who needs her fix.”

Xander was playing with her now, and she didn't like it a bit. Perplexed, she lay there watching Xander turn Willow on as she rubbed her belly on the bed.

He reached under Willow and cupped her firm breasts in his hands now, his fingers fondling the taut nipples as his prick grew. Vicki reached a hand over and caught his rod, and now it grew in her hands. Willow was sighing in pleasure as Xander moved his hands from under her and slid them down the curve of her spine, over her slim waist and down to her butt. He moved his head down to her ass, and he licked her sex with his hungry tongue.

Willow was massaging her tits against the sheets she lay on, trying to take some of the ache out of her swollen nipples as Xander tongued her clit. The small bud swelled with his touch, and the juices of Willow's tight little snatch started flowing. Xander dipped a finger deep into her pussy, rubbing some of the fluid on her clitoris. Then he licked the juices off her as the redhead moaned for him to fill her with his throbbing cock. Her cunt was wet now, ready for him to fuck.

With his strong hands he spread her legs apart more, so that he could enter her tight hole easily. He brought his enormous tool close to her box and with the head of his prick he touched her clitoris again, bringing tremors of pleasure throughout her delicate body. Her nipples rubbed hard against the sheets as he entered her from behind, cautiously, Willow’s sheer shyness compelling him to be gentle. Her legs eased themselves open more as his great shaft entered the folds of her cunt, rubbing against her juicy walls as his shaft found its home inside of her.

Vicki couldn't stand to watch any more; she was getting hornier by the minute. She eased herself on top of Xander, then slid around his muscular back and found Willow’s ass. While Xander pierced Willow's cunt from the back, Vicki ran her fingers lightly over her butt and into her anus, heightening Willow’s sensations even more. She felt Vicki’s fingers jam up into her asshole, moving deep inside of her now, making her feel like Xander was fucking her two times at once.

Willow was going wild now, because she was positioned in such a way that Xander's pulsating cock was not only plunging deep inside her cunt, but was also massaging her clitoris as Xander fucked faster and faster in and out of her precious little pussy. Her hands clawed at the sheets as she felt herself being taken away into the outer reaches of sexual pleasures. She was coming now, and she screamed aloud as she climaxed, her clitoris on fire and her legs closing around Xander's body to encompass his large prick inside her spanning twat. She'd never felt anything like it before, as he fucked her faster and faster, pressing all his might inside her cunt and moving from side to side.

Then Vicki's hands were around Willow’s waist, squeezing her tight, feeling her muscles, as her sphincter contracted around the fingers that were jammed up into her hole. Her ass muscles squeezed on Vicki’s fingers, then loosened, then all of a sudden she'd see her cheeks contract again and her fingers were again wrapped by Willow’s sphincter.

Willow lay still now, although moaning in delight as Xander kept screwing her, rubbing his tremendous dick against her clitoris, her bud becoming erect again. She began grinding her crotch once more, trying to reach that point once again when the entire world was one of sensual pleasure.

Xander fucked and fucked, the perspiration pouring down from his forehead as he kissed at the back of little Willow's neck. He wondered how long he could go on fucking her without coming. But it didn't matter, because now Willow was climaxing again, and she was screaming.

"Oh Xander, that's it! Harder! Harder!"

She was desperate for a breath. Xander could feel all the liquids in her cunt boiling over, and his manhood swam in a pool of her juices. But the screams from Willow made Vicki jealous, and she rammed her fingers up into Willow’s asshole as far as she could, harder now, trying to hurt Willow as revenge for getting off without her.

Willow was screaming like a hurt animal as she came again, her hot juices flowing out of her throbbing cunt as Xander kept pushing his rod deep inside her hole. Once again, she was being taken to that world where her whole body vibrated. She couldn't take it any more, and before Xander could come, she pulled herself up, denying her cunt of his anxious and swollen prick. She lay there exhausted, moaning, lying in another world apart from Vicki and Xander.

Vicki saw Willow's move and knew it could be her turn now. Xander's rod was enormous, waiting to be stuck into one of their tight little pussies, and Vicki wanted it to be hers. She lay down on his back, her tits heaving against him, her hands fucking under him and finding his member.

"Fuck me now," she whispered in his ear. 

***

"God, Buffy!" Faith gasped, looking at the spectacle from where she lay with her legs apart, as if still trying to tempt Monty to her. "Did you get a look at that juicy red cock?"

"YE-ESSS!" Buffy's voice jerked and grew louder as the hot, wiggling tip of the prick searched around in her wet cunt and slid into its rightful hole. "I could see the tip and... part of the shaft from... where I was." She was gasping as the meat swelled her cunt more and more.

"The knot!" Faith yelled suddenly, remembering her own experiences with it. "Don't let him get that knot inside you!"

"Oh, shit!" Buffy moaned. "I think it's too late. There's a hell of a swelling just inside my cunt!" She whimpered at the tight feeling of extreme fullness in her hole. "Whatever happens, Faith, don't let him try to pull out before that swelling goes down. He's liable to tear my cunt out!"

"B, he doesn’t follow a bunch of orders and rules—he’s not you. You let him do anything he wants. Just remember, don't you get panicked and try to get free before he decides he's through! Getting hung up is bad only when one of you gets panicked."

"How come... you didn't get the knot... stuffed in you?" Buffy gasped as the big prick worked in and out of her slippery center.

"I don't know. Maybe he didn't shove it in me far enough to risk a hang-up."

"Faith! Oh my God!" Buffy cried. "He's got... the tip of it... curling up into... my uterus... and... HOT CUM!" she squealed as the fluid spurted into her womb.

“Hope you’re on the pill, B.”

Faith watched as Buffy's body weaved around. The brunette held her breath, realizing despite her callous words that if Buffy passed out and toppled while the demon's knot was in her, painful damage could result. But the blonde recovered her balance, steadied herself on her hands and knees, and moaned steadily as the beast humped her with his short little fucks that seemed to stir her every passion.

"Fuck it, Monty!" she whimpered. Her ass was wiggling a little as she sought to work off some of her powerful tensions; they were building up in her so swiftly that she was about to go crazy with the potency of the thrilling sensations. "Oh, give me... some more spurts... of that cum!"

Monty moved in her sloppy snatch at his own pace, and Buffy was almost sobbing when he loosed a second load. It hit the end of her tunnel like hot lead, and she wailed as the sensation started her on an orgasmic trip.

The rigid prick continued its tight stroking as her walls convulsed around it; her wrists, elbows and knees felt as weak as water while her body jerked out its orgasmic reactions, but she dared not lose the support of any of them.

The demon's panting and whining were very pronounced now, and his slaverings drooled down onto Buffy's back steadily as he fucked desperately to get out his last shots.

"Oh, that fucking cock!" Buffy whimpered. "It's scorching my cunt!"

"Scalding, maybe. You're too wet to get scorched," Faith said, observing the wet flow that came from the blonde's crotch, where Monty's foreskin snuggled into the hairs of her steamy cunt.

"I can't hold my... self up much longer!" Buffy gasped.

And then the demon growled as he felt his draining load flow out of him. It shot into Buffy's cunt with more, even hotter potency than before. She cried out as she came again, and her body wobbled around as if she were a marionette, her torso suspended from a string while her rubbery arms and legs merely hung down from the swinging body.

Monty whined as he backed off from her, his knot slowly diminishing in size, but still too swollen to pull free of her cunt—itself swollen with the engorged blood of her arousal.

“Hope you’re comfy, B,” Faith said, staring with relish at the bulge in Buffy’s lower belly where Monty had undoubtedly knotted her. “I don’t think you’re going anywhere for a while.”

***

“Fuck me now,” Vicki whispered to Xander. Then she blew a stream of air into his ear, driving him up the wall. He rolled over, Vicki following him, so that now she was lying on her back. Her legs opened for him, ready to wrap themselves around his body as her snatch took his dick inside of her.

Xander kissed her for a moment, but Vicki was so wet now, so ready for him, she couldn't wait. Her blind hand reached down and curled around his pounding spear, guiding it to that opening between her luscious thighs.

"Fuck me now, Xander!" she cried, holding his prick hard in her hands as he towered over her. His eyes seemed to be losing their strength now, and, after exchanging looks, her anxious hand guided the throbbing cock inside her snatch. Her knees arched as his full weight came down upon her, and she could feel his butt grinding away. He was driving his rod deeper into her cunt than he'd ever done before, just the way she wanted. She wanted his cock to become part of her body. She wanted to devour it right inside of her, to swallow it with her cunt.

"Harder!" she cried as she felt herself nearing her climax. Now she was fucking her way, on her back.

Vicki propped herself up on her elbows and arched her entire crotch up to him as he dug deep into her cunt, into depths, never before reached by any cock.

"AAAAAHHHH!" she screamed, then again, and again, over and over as he pierced her as far as he could, his full weight upon her supple body as her aching pussy begged his dick to come in farther.

Xander could feel his juices getting ready to explode, his body shaking as he thrust into her again and again, his full weight driving into her tight pussy. He stretched from side to side, forcing a different sound from her screaming mouth every time. His body was vibrating sensationally now, his dick seemingly as big as his leg, pushing and thrusting inside her warm cunt.

Vicki, too, was shuddering as she squeezed his cock with her cunt, letting loose as it pulled out, then tightening up on it again as he thrust.

"Help!" she cried as her juices flowed hotly. She was being fucked just the way she wanted. But her words made Xander stir his rod inside her pussy even more, for he wanted to stretch her bitchy little cunt wide open. He shot in her, then, thrusting forward over and over, he shot in her again, his cum bouncing off the tender walls in her cunt, each wad of cum producing electrical thrills that shook her entire body. 

He came in her for what seemed like hours, her delightful pussy juice now flowing hard around his prick. Finally it was over, and her elbows collapsed back onto the bed, her pelvis also falling with her, and Xander's muscular body falling on hers. Her arms reached around him, but she was too weak to even do that, and her arms fell limply to the bed.

Xander was exhausted, too, but he wanted to get Vicki one last time. He gritted his teeth, moved out so that the head of his dick was just at her widely opened labia, then, gathering his strength, he let out a scream and thrust into her one last time.

"AAAAAWWWW!" she screamed, and her legs contracted around his body, her crotch throbbing from his pounding tool. He was finished now, and he pulled his dick out of her slit, feeling the warm cream that covered it. He rested on her totally limp body as Willow watched in awe.

***

They separated with a wet plop. As the knot came out of her hole, it sucked with it a vast excess of fluids, Buffy's and the beast's. The stuff trickled down her thighs as her knees gave out and she slid down to lie with her belly on the blankets.

Faith watched as Monty sat down on the stone floor. The unsheathed cock was a bright, fiery red now. She thought it must certainly be inflamed. But after a while, he got up and sniffed the air, then went into a dark corner at the rear of the crypt. To sleep.

Faith could hear him snoring as Buffy began to stir. The blonde crawled over her to her rival very slowly.

"How do you feel, Buffy?" she asked.

"Like I just crammed for the SAT with my vajayjay!" Buffy raised up on an elbow and peered around her. "Where's the…?" Her voice was filled with anxiety.

"Back there in the dark," Faith assured her, pointing into the rear corner. "I think you tuckered him out, B."

"What makes you sound so sure? I know this is probably his den, but he is a... wild... whatever he is... dog... lizard... wolf-crocodile. He could even chase us out of here, now that he's through with us."

"I think he’s smarter than he looks. Maybe too smart to pick a fight with the Slayers, especially when he can fuck instead. And I doubt that he's through with us... not for good.”

"I suppose you’d know," Buffy conceded, shivering anyway as she imagined herself attacked by those brutally sharp teeth. She looked up at the ceiling, just not noticing the glissando of rain pattering outside. The weather forecast had been in the back of her mind—even sunny California got the occasional storm. "And the way it seems to be raining, he'd have to be pretty stupid to leave a dry, warm cave full of… mates."

"I think that's about the way he's figured it," Faith agreed. "You know, B, if we came here often enough, bringing food for him, and letting him… hump our legs… he'd gradually become dependent on us... tame, y’know. Like our own private sex slave."

"It'd be a shame to change him, our… caveman gigolo seeing eye dog… thing," Buffy said.

"Not much chance of changing a fuck like that," Faith laughed. "Who wants to! But suppose we move about slowly and quietly, put out all the food he might be interested in, then leave him a blanket he can make a nest out of. If he lets us leave safely, we'll come back tomorrow or the next day... same time, I suppose... and bring him more food..."

"And… play with him," Buffy said excitedly. Then she winced at the tenderness of her inner muscles, exhausted from their numerous contractions around the darting prick. She still felt swollen where his knot had been lodged in her. "If we can take it!"

"I don't think we'll find it hard to recruit if we need help," Faith said, grinning. "If you were told about a wild lover with a record-length tongue, a cock that could reach right into your womb, and the ability to come three times before pulling out—still with a hard-on—would you stop to ask name, rank, and serial number before getting in line?"

"I would, but you wouldn’t," Buffy said, already feeling revitalized with the exciting memory of the described experience. "Let's get started."

Slowly, calmly and quietly, they dressed. Their ‘host’ looked up from his sleep several times, but made no move to leave his comfortable position.

When they started up the steps, Monty whined softly as he watched their legs move in the dimness of the crude stairwell. He watched until they disappeared from view.

***

Xander's eyes closed for a few moments as he lay there, feeling the warmth from Willow’s lovely body—which version of it it was didn’t matter—fill him. There was a nice feeling in him now, a feeling of freedom and satisfaction, a feeling of complete contentment as he lay there in the quiet room. The smell of perfume on Vicki's neck tingled his senses as he watched their tired bodies, lovely ginger bodies, heaving up and down, filling with new breaths of life.

He turned his head and looked over at Willow as she lay on her stomach, her body looking very light, her eyes opening every so often as she rested from the sensual pleasures she had just experienced. And as Xander looked at her, he remembered how Willow looked when she was younger, the slim, long legs she'd always had, the flaming red hair, and now there she was, lying naked right next to him, now a full-grown woman. He couldn't believe it! If someone had told him this was where he'd be when he was a young man, he never would have believed it.

Xander's head turned back and looked down at Willow Number Two, who also was lying with him; both of them were naked now, their warm bodies rubbing against each other, flesh touching warm flesh. Here were these two girls, both beautiful, even more beautiful for being doubled, and now he had fucked both of them. The thought ran a chill through his body as he wondered if that counted as incest. Well, it wasn’t like he’d fucked his own Mirror Universe person. This was more like… a third cousin sorta thing. If anything.

But, somehow, as Vicki began massaging his sensitive balls, the thought that this was an evil vampire variant of his best friend’s action figure passed from his mind. Vicki groaned a bit as she stroked his balls, playing her fingers in his dark pubic hair as her lips kissed his neck. Maybe Buffy was onto something, he thought. Vampires made the best lovers. And maybe he had put her in her place at last. Vicki was licking his ear now, her tender young body so soft under him, her skin so pale and so creamy. He wondered how she managed to keep it so soft.

She was exciting him again, but he couldn't believe it. What did it take to satisfy this girl? And now she was caressing his butt as he lay on top of her, just lightly rubbing, making his muscles relax even more. But it drove him crazy when she started whispering in his ear in her most wanton voice: "Hey, I want to feel your cock inside of me again, Xand-man. I want to feel you deep inside of me, I want to squeeze my pussy around your cock as we fuck all night. Just you and me, Xander. Then I'm going to suck all the blood out of that fantastic hard-on of yours. I want to put my lips around your rod and suck on it all night."

Scary, but not unarousing. Like that Species movie.

The tone of her voice was driving him wild, and now her hand was tickling his ass. He looked over to see if Willow had heard what Vicki said, but Willow was just lying there, her hand rubbing her furry crotch, still hovering in her own little world. The words from Vicki's sucking mouth were so pleasing to his ears. He was smiling and writhing in pleasure now, his confidence built way up, but then she stuck him with her prickly spears.

"But I thought you were going to fuck us both, big boy. I'm disappointed. I mean, you promised." Her hands fell to the bed, away from him, as if suddenly disgusted. The smile that had grown on his face turned to a frown.

"Well, don't you have anything to say to us, Harris? Don’t you think you should apologize?" She was still whispering in his ear, but now she was making him mad again. "I really think you should apologize to me and Willow," she said, back to her old games. "I mean, if you could stick that wonderful cock of yours into both of us at the same time, well, maybe Buffy wouldn’t be fucking every vampire who stank of soul!" And as she mentioned his wonderful cock, she reached up and stroked it to make her point.