Smuttydale update

There were downsides to dating Buffy Summers. Not big ones, like her being into pegging, but little ones like having to pick up her sexbot from repairs at Willow’s, because inexplicably, Xander was the first and only of the Scoobies to own a car. Obviously, that was a small price to pay and he accepted it with only pro forma sarcasm.

Willow’s household was darkened for the evening—as anyone would expect, hers was a family that locked the front door early. Xander was an old hand at getting in anyway, and her parents were heavy sleepers. He retrieved the key from the fake rock in the yard—easy, when it was the only rock that survived the landscaping service—and let himself in, then made his way to Willow’s room.

There was light. Not enough to foil his nightvision, but streaming out in multicolored streaks from under the door. Watching TV. Lucky girl had one of those little Japanese TVs in her room. Xander tried the door, thinking that if Willow had fallen asleep watching the tube, he didn’t want to wake her. 

The first thing he saw when he went in was the bed against the far wall, but Willow wasn’t in it. There was a closet on his right, cropping the room to block his view of Willow’s little reading space where she had some bookshelves and an easy chair. Opposite that, on his left, was a dresser. On top of it, the well-sized thirty-two-inch Panasonic played. A title, How I Meat Your Mother, was superimposed over a young woman’s naked cunt.

Xander choked, bemused to the point of being shocked. He supposed it fit that Willow liked… hardcore sex porn… but his eyes still widened and his mouth hung open stupidly. It was one thing to figure that she masturbated like everyone else, but another to stumble onto it. 

He closed the door behind him as the camera moved over the woman’s writhing body, playing on her pert breasts and her obviously wet pussy. That was Xander’s second shock. The woman was a petite redhead, a dead ringer for Willow except for a different aesthetic to her make-up and body language—a come-hither stare for the camera that he doubted Willow could ever manage, and he had come hither.

As the writing disappeared from the screen, six masculine hands reached out from behind her shapely body and grabbed at her so relentlessly, it was almost enough to censor her NC-17 into a PG.

Xander’s cock stirred restlessly, which appropriately enough was what finally made him remember that Willow was somewhere in the room. He crept forward, past the outcropping of the closet, and saw Willow seated peevishly in a chair so big that she had to plant her little butt on the edge to keep from soaking into it. She was staring fixedly at the screen.

Xander looked over with her. A full-fledged gangbang was taking place now. The gorgeous little redhead was being savagely fucked by three men, with another trio standing by watching, jerking off as they saw how much the redhead was enjoying it. Xander could emphasize.

As he watched the big cocks ramming in and out of the young girl's juicy cunt, Xander's own prick stirred between his legs and he could feel his balls contracting, the way they always did when he got turned on.

Meanwhile, on the screen, one of the men pulled out of the girl's pussy, giving the camera the full benefit of his cock’s large, bulbous head, lewdly coated with cum and cream.

The girl's body was undulating sexily as she waited for the next man. When he approached her, she reached out and, smiling, gripped the large, fleshy pole of his prick as she pulled him toward her, an eager light shining in her eyes.

Xander glanced at Willow and noticed, with a surge of desire, that the young woman was twisting sexily in her seat. Her facial expression was just like that of the redhead’s on the screen, both seeming to be in a lust-filled trance, pretty faces contorted with desire, Willow licking her lips over and over with her eyes wide and staring.

Xander stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty, even compared to her slutty counterpart on the screen. Somehow, Willow’s reluctant, almost awkward sexuality was more enthralling than the experienced—jaded, really—obscenity on display there. He didn’t just want to have sex with her. He wanted to protect her, in a way, to satisfy her and care for her the way only someone who really loved her could.

And he also wanted to tease her a little. He had walked in on her watching a porno, after all.

“Enjoying the show?” Xander asked, and Willow eeked, practically going spastic as she lunged for the remote sitting on the armrest. Instead of grabbing it, she slapped it around so that it went corkscrewing through the air, landing on a shelf of the neighboring bookcase. Xander was quick to snatch it up, and sat down alongside Willow in the oversized chair, cruelly turning up the volume on the television.

“I can’t quite hear it,” he said. “Ran out of Q-tips last week, so…”

“You’re not funny,” Willow pouted. She reached for the remote he was clutching. “C’mon, give it!”

“Why? You finally put on something we can agree on…” Xander retorted, holding the remote away from her. It was a hard contest—he was taller, but her long, lanky limbs were doing a real Stretch Armstrong. 

Willow strained so hard for his outstretched hand that she slipped, the fabric of her clothes sliding against the fabric of his, her legs shooting out from under her and bare feet kicking into the wall that bordered the chair. She fell in his lap, literally, her head painfully clotting his thigh. Then she went silent, staring forward at the screen. Intrigued, and not considering it might be a feint, Xander returned his attention to the television.

The woman in the movie was now being fucked three ways at once. Her mouth, asshole, and cunt were all filled—stuffed full.

As he watched the actress squeezing the cock inside her mouth, Xander found himself trying to visualize Willow's hand on his own stiff prick, which was now throbbing painfully against his leg.

“Do you wish that were you?” Xander asked.

“No, never, I… that’s the vampire me, from the Mirror Universe, remember? Spock goatee?” Willow said haltingly, clutching at Xander’s arm. “We didn’t know what to do with her and—having another me seemed too useful just to dust her.” Willow’s hand was moving up and down his arm, as though she were stroking his cock. “Plus, the Watcher’s Council wasn’t paying for Buffy’s… anything. So we struck a deal with some guys so that, uh, as long as she performed in certain videos, she’d get blood transfusions. So to speak. And we, ah, sold the videos… it’s all going into a trust fund sorta thing. And she likes it. You can tell she likes it…”

Willow's hand dropped teasingly to his leg, sending wild tremors racing through him, and his long, thick shaft pulsed with eagerness. He made a small moaning sound. She was turning him on far more than any movie ever could!

Willow smiled to herself as she caressed Xander’s leg. She could hear him panting hard now, wanting her, wanting little ol’ her as badly as he’d ever wanted Buffy and Cordelia and their big bouncy boobs. Xander made no move to remove Willow's hand from his leg. Her fingers were crawling upward now, undeniably moving in the direction of his helplessly throbbing cock.

Then, almost before he realized it, Willow's hand was on his crotch, smoothing along the hard, rock-like shaft of his cock where it bulged sideways in his pants. Wild sensations shot through him and he knew he had never been so aroused in all his life. Maybe her porn habit was a good idea—she clearly knew just what she was doing. 

His cock jerked uncontrollably, straining against the small hand that teasingly touched it. The man swallowed hard, noisily, feeling as if he would come any second from the caresses of the exact same body that he was watching get gangbanged.

With a sigh, the redhead gripped Xander’s cock. She had known it would be hard and she felt a responding tremor in her dripping pussy as she discovered just how big his hard-on was.

When Xander just sat there, silently staring at the screen, not making a move to stop her, Willow continued to squeeze his cock beneath the lightweight fabric of his pants. She moved her hand up and down, just as if she were jerking him off.

"Oh, Xander," she sighed. "You're such a good boyfriend. I just love you... all of you!" she added meaningfully. “I mean, the penis parts especially.”

Xander groaned at Willow's words and Willow moaned as she felt Xander's prick surge upward beneath her trembling hand.

Willow's thigh pressed into his, moving sensuously back and forth, and the two moaned together. Almost unconsciously, Xander reached his hand out and touched the soft, white flesh of her leg. Her skirt was high above her knees, and a wide expanse of tempting flesh was exposed to his touch.

She was still eagerly kneading Xander's cock as his hand groped hungrily at her leg. Willow's brain whirled as she felt Xander's burning touch against her naked flesh. From the TV, a low, animalistic growl was heard as the onscreen fucking continued. Willow felt as though the noise had come from her. She was just as turned on as the lucky young woman in the movie.

Willow gripped Xander’s cock even harder, and the man's hand went sliding upward toward the forbidden spot between the teenager's slightly parted legs.

She squirmed excitedly. Xander's fingers were so close... so close to her wet little pussy! She could hardly wait for him to touch her right there.

The redhead's panties were already wet from her dripping juices. Small ripples of pleasure ran all over her body as the large, rough hand on her naked thigh advanced inch by inch. At last! It was finally going to happen!

Willow moved downward slightly, letting her snugly covered pussy grind up teasingly against the tips of Xander's searching fingers.

Xander gasped aloud. He was turned on far beyond his control. He felt Willow wiggle her hips, lifting her little ass upward off the seat so that his hand was cupped fully over her hot pussy.

The young woman's thighs parted farther until the hot little mound of her cunt slid wetly against Xander's hand; her excited juices seeped through her panties. Through the sheer fabric, Xander could feel her flattened pubic hair and the twin lips of soft, engorged flesh that pulsed so temptingly beneath his touch.

Flushed and excited, Willow leaned upward, whispering into Xander's ear. "Mmmmmm, Xander—who do you think made it so wet, them or you?"

The man was literally unable to answer Willow's obscene words. Her firm tits had brushed against his arm and, through his sleeve, he had been able to feel her taut, hardening nipples. There was no way on earth that he could stop touching her now.

His fingers slid and rubbed against her furry pussy, feeling the hot throbbing of her excited little cunt. He was sweating with excitement as her frenzied fingers continued to stroke his aching prick.

"Xander... Xander..." she murmured. "Don't stop... please don't ever stop! I got so wet for you…"

The material of the girl's soaked panties was so sheer and so sopping wet that it felt as if he were directly touching her pulsing sex, but still she wanted more.

"Inside, Xander... slip your hand under my panties... don’t you know you can touch me anywhere? That I want you to?" Willow whispered into his burning ear, once more pressing her tits into his arm.

"Oh, God," Xander hissed between his clenched teeth as his finger pushed aside the crotch of her panties and slid in and under the tight elastic leg band.

"Yessssss... yessss," she moaned as she squirmed upward so that his finger could get under the clinging skintight nylon material.

Xander's breath caught in his dry throat, and his lips felt parched. The way her little pubic hairs brushed his fingertip was enough to make him blow his load right then and there. But he couldn't. He fought for self-control, making himself take a deep breath.

As his finger came in contact with Willow's soft, moist labia, he moaned to himself, his eyes staring at the screen. Willow felt Xander's invading middle finger snake upward through the wet folds of her quivering pussy to the erect nub of her wildly twitching clit.

"Mmmmmm... ohhhhh... Xander... yessssss," she moaned softly, her hot little cunt gyrating about so that she was fucking herself on his finger. Xander barely had to move his digit inside her tiny pussy.

Xander groaned in response as he felt the girl's pussy moving lewdly over his finger. At the same time, she continued to fondle the cock-shaft.

"Oh, Xander... please... go inside!" she begged.

“Give me a kiss,” he told her. “I’m not a piece of meat.”

Almost before he knew what was happening, the sweet, honeyed taste of her tongue thrust in between his slightly parted lips and his middle finger went sliding slowly upward into the tiny opening of Willow’s passage.

"Mmmmmm, Xander," Willow murmured, squirming around on Xander's finger as she kissed him passionately again, sucking hard on the man's tongue.

Her tight pussy clung wetly to Xander's finger as her mouth desperately sucked on his. She could feel him worming his finger as far up her sex as he could. A little growl came from the redhead's throat and Xander felt her little cunt contracting and sucking wetly against his middle finger. Lewd thoughts ran through his tortured mind, stiffening his prick even more... if he could just get his cock into that tight little pussy.

"Oh, Xander," Willow mumbled softly into his mouth, "I'm coming now, Xander."

Her obscene words and the incredibly erotic thrill of her cunt orgasming around his finger took Xander over the edge and, even though he tried to hold back, he came, too, just as the redhead's hand tightened around his cock.

"Unnnhhhhhh," Willow moaned softly, even though she felt like screaming as she came. But she didn't dare take a chance on her parents hearing her.

She came hard around Xander's stiff middle finger as he pushed the ridges of delicate pink flesh over, forward, and upward into the tight wetness of her pussy. Willow could feel Xander's prick jerking uncontrollably inside his pants as he came, and she trembled with excitement as they came together.

Xander could feel Willow's thighs quivering, hot against his hand as his orgasm expanded helplessly beneath Willow's squeezing, grasping hand. With a groan of passion, he let his finger ram up hard inside her.

Willow clung to Xander's prick, feeling a fresh flood of cream spurt from her ravaged cunt and drench Xander's finger, his entire hand, to the wrist.

As their orgasms subsided, they clung to each other, trembling and shaking with desire, breathing hard with excitement. Xander's pants were wet with cum. He slowly withdrew his juice-soaked finger from the girl's slippery cunt.

“Fuck me,” Willow breathed with wicked excitement. “Fuck me like…” She stared at the TV screen with electric eyes. “Her.”

“You want to be fucked like her?” Xander urged her. “You want to be fucked by three guys? A cock in every hole?”

Willow could barely be heard. “God, yes…”

He threw her back into the chair and struggled on top of her, pushing his pants down just enough to have them out of the way. His cock was at the entrance to her pussy at once and forced its way in without any further ceremony. Willow gasped and moaned, but she wanted the cock, she needed it to bring her off. 

She still had a view of the video, and could see her vampire doppelganger in a nurse's uniform now, on her back on an operating table, being fucked by a doctor. As he rammed in and out of her willing cunt, she swung her legs up and drew him farther into her.

"Ohhhh yes!" she moaned, and her hips heaved up into the air as her uniform rode up to the waist. Then another nurse walked in and screamed at them.

"You bitch!" she yelled. "He's mine and you're fucking him."

The nurse on the operating table grinned at the one who had just come in. "Come on," she said, "it's not as if you're an innocent, I saw you with Janet yesterday. Come on, let's share."

"No!" screamed the other nurse, a luscious, dark-haired beauty. "He’s mine, and I'm the only one who can fuck him."

"Not now," the doctor shouted, his body lunging down on the nurse, "I'm coming, oh fuck am I coming!"

"Oh, shoot it over my tits," said Vamp Willow as her legs reached higher in the air and she gasped and pulled the sides of her uniform aside to reveal a pair of ripe tits, either nipple pierced. "Then make her lick it all off, she's being real dumb for a whore!"

Willow felt the cock in her cunt ramming in and out and swelling with each pass. She watched as the doctor pulled his spurting cock out of Vamp Willow and knelt, letting the cum shoot out over her luscious tits. She held them up to him as he yelled and came, and she rubbed the cum over her nipples and down to the firm flesh of her twin globes.

Willow moaned as Xander got wilder and wilder, and his cock beat harder into her already fucked body. The desperate fatigue was falling away and her orgasm rose, fueled by the feeling of degenerate curiosity. She embraced it, gritting her teeth, but it went on rising, denying itself to her with the constant friction of Xander’s thrusting, until she felt like she would have a nervous breakdown. Then she looked at Vamp Willow, covered in cum, and sank her own teeth into Xander’s shoulder. Something exploded in her cunt and spread out with each hard thrust.

On the screen, she saw the dark-haired nurse rush over and try to stop the doctor as he shot over Vamp Willow's tits. Instantly, he grabbed her and twisted her wrist until she arched backwards and almost fell into both of them.

"You are a real dumb whore," said the doctor, showing both the cultured feminism and high-class writing that pornography was known for. "You don't own me, and you go around fucking everything you can get your cunt on. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"You bastard!" the brunette nurse spat, and struggled to get free.

"You're going to lick the cum from Judy's tits," said the doctor. "And then you're going to suck my cock hard again."

"Not on your life!" yelled the brunette nurse. Willow loved the way she kinda looked like Cordelia. "I'm not going to lick your cum off anything, it goes in my cunt, and that's all."

The doctor swung himself off the operating table and Vamp Willow rolled off with him. Together, they seized the brunette nurse and threw her over the white padded surface. Ignoring her struggles, Vamp Willow tied her hands and the doctor lashed her ankles to the legs of the chair.

"You fucker!" yelled the nurse as the doctor walked slowly around to look at her.

Willow felt the cock in her cunt go out of control. She moaned as the climbing lust built in her body, realizing she was going to have another orgasm. She wasn't going to have it just because Xander was fucking her. She was going to come harder than ever before because another woman, another her was showing her the way. 

She tried to hide it from herself even now, but as the cock spurted the first of its cum, and Xander yelled and rammed her into the chair as he spent himself, Willow's orgasm burst out and she yelled and jerked upwards against his body.

"Xander! Xander! Xander!" she screamed as her body twitched and rolled, and the force of her climax seemed to rip her apart. She felt the white seed gushing into her cunt, and her muscles clenched and sucked at the cock, wanting more, wanting to get fucked until she fainted. She let out a yell as her orgasm rose to a fever pitch, and she seemed to lose her wits as she felt her muscles suck the last of the cum from the cock still fucking her.

At last, Willow fell back and gave an enormous sigh. She was filled with shame. She couldn't let Xander think that she was anything like Vamp Willow, that she would enjoy anything that… depraved. It was just that it was him. That she loved him so much. The porn stuff, that was like… mood music, for him to take advantage of.

On the video, she heard the doctor say, "Now lick the cum off Judy's tits. And get on with it before it gets cold."

"Fuck off!" said the brunette nurse, straining at the bonds that held her over the operating table. Willow stared at the sight. She wondered if someone could enjoy a thing like that. With the acting on display, there wasn’t much hiding a smile on her face.

Xander shuffled down onto the chair, sitting properly alongside her, then pulling her into his lap so they were both comfortable. Willow laid back into his body, her thighs straddling one of his legs, his body like a… like a car seat for the otherwise oversized chair. 

She thought she could get used to watching movies this way.

She looked at the screen. The doctor walked around the bound nurse and ran his hand over her white-stocking thighs.

"Lick the cum off Judy's tits," he said.

The brunette nurse just struggled and yelled her defiance.

The doctor flipped her short dress up over her ass, exposing her white panties and the suspender straps holding her stocking tops. Then he went over to a drawer and pulled out a thin metal rod. It was about four feet long and no more than a quarter of an inch in diameter. He strolled back to the struggling nurse and held it in front of her face.

"Now lick the cum from Judy's tits," he said. The bound nurse struggled and told him to fuck off. The doctor grinned and walked behind her, watching as her ass waved around and she moaned.

Willow knew what was coming. She bit her lip. Xander bit her ear. “Still wish you were her?”

“No,” Willow teased back. “That guy’s cock isn’t as big as yours.”

Xander flushed, shocked by her language. Not so much the language as that it was coming from her. “Geez-louise, Wills…”

“Well, it isn’t—“

“I wasn’t exactly paying attention.”

The doctor raised the thin metal rod in the air and lashed it down across the nurse's unprotected ass. She yelled and heaved as the pain shot all over her. The nurse's ass had two red lines across it and was about to get another one. The doctor whipped her and Xander teasingly pinched Willow’s ass at the same time. 

The screams from the screen and Willow's surprised yip blended together as the two women struggled to escape, the nurse from her bonds and Willow from Xander’s arms, with no luck at all for either of them.

"Lick it up," said the doctor, as Xander licked Willow’s ear in her faked struggle to get away.

“You would lick it up, right?” he asked her.

“Depends on the calories,” Willow retorted.

Xander grabbed one of her breasts, his fingers easily finding an erect nipple. “Well, you know, if I tell you to do something—“

“It’s probably a dumb idea?” Willow shot back.

He twisted and once more, the pain soared into a new dimension. It sent the messages of lust climbing in her body all by itself. She sobbed, and her ass rolled, waiting for another jolt of pain as the nurse on the screen gave an unearthly yell and her tongue went out and licked over Vamp Willow's offered nipple.

Willow felt her screams growing out of control; grateful to Xander for putting his other hand over her mouth to squelch her. Each twist of her nipple like a radio dial sent her lust higher, and she knew that when she was spent, she wouldn't be able to take it any longer and would have to beg Xander to fuck her again. 

And still she stared at Vamp Willow. The porn star had traded places, was now holding the other nurse’s head to her pussy and was screaming with release as she worked her pussy over the open mouth. She was a dom. A top. And yet, soon enough, she would be a sexual plaything once more.

Willow felt a lot of things for her, many of them indiscernible—one of them envy. She pitied the vampire her for not having lovers who cared about her like Xander, like Buffy, like Cordelia even. But, God, if she could be fucked like that… hard and fast and emotionless, like she was nothing more than a damn chewtoy for some anonymous johns’ lust.

Not all the time. But every so often.

Vamp Willow was her, on some level. And so she had to wonder if she would come even half as hard as Vamp Willow had with all those cocks inside her.