A young teenager closed her door and jumped on her bed. Reaching over, she
pulled her journal from a bedside table. Still laying across the bed she
opened the journal and retrieved the pen laying inside and commenced writing.
'I Dawn Summers, am admitting that I have no idea what to do. Things have
changed as of late. Feelings have escalated and are out of my control. What
started out as an educational/informal question and experiment has turned
into an unexpected lust. But is it lust or love? What is love? Am I too young
to know what love truly is? Maybe I'm just misinterrpreting the signals. I
really have no idea what to do. I can't even fully recall when everything
went so crazy.'
Talking to herself, "Hey wait...I guess I could just start reading from the
beginning. I did keep a pretty good journal...and it isn't like I have much
else to do while Buffy and the others are out patroling the night away. Well,
I better lock my door and get rid of these clothes because there is no way
I can reread through my adventures of the last couple days without some
relief." Realizing she was carrying on a conversation by herself, "What am I
doing? I so need someone that I can confide in when it comes to personal
matters of the heart...and elsewhere."
She laid her journal to the side and skipped over to her dresser where she
started to pull some clothes out when she suddenly remembered that she was
supposed to be getting rid of the clothes she was wearing...not putting on
more clothes. Closing the dresser drawers back, she stepped over to the
full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. There stood a tall,
leggy, still growing medium breasted, long haired brunette with an face of
pure innocence. She first removed her purple, long sleeved turtleneck.
Moving her hands up, she watched herself in the mirror as she gave her bra
covered orbs a few squeezes. Her hands pressed the orbs closer together,
increasing what little cleavage she already possessed. Reaching around
behind her back, she removed her purple lace bra and let it fall to the
carpeted floor on top of her fallen top. Now pinching and squeezing her
nipples, moans of pain escaped her lips. She knew at this pace she would
never get back to reading her journal.
Dropping her hands to her sides, she grasped her black hip huggers and slowly
manuevered them down her legs. In moments like these, she wished she could
remove them as easily as jeans or even better...a skirt. Finally, after a bit
of a struggle, she was able to step out of the material and expose her bare,
long legs to the room's chilling atmospherer. Goose bumps immediately
appeared all over her smooth, taunt skin. She only had one article of
clothing to go. Reaching down again, this time she grasped the sides of her
simple, white thong and quickly lowered them and placed them on the pile of
clothes. She stood for minutes admiring her naked body in the mirror. Turning
to one side and then the other, backing up, walking forward, bending over
forwards and then bridging backwards...she inspected every angle of every
position she could get her body in.
Whether the young teenager knew it, she was quite flexible and sexy looking
as well. Stepping closer to the mirror, she lowered her hand between her legs
and pulled up on a piece of skin, exposing her clit. She gave her clit a
little pinch and watched it jump out further and increase in size. Her nubbin
reacted much like a horny male's penis would as it transformed from a limp
dick to a raging hardon.
Turning around so her back faced the mirror, she turned her head and looked
over her shoulder. Her concentration was focused on her backside. If there
was one part of her body that she absolutely admired...well, it was her
small, round, tight ass. She ran each hand over a separate cheek before
prying her cheeks apart and running her pinky fingers over her anus. A slight
chill flowed through her body as she pressed each finger into the darkened
tightness. Turning around she walked over and thrust her body on her bed.
Pulling her journal from beneath her body, she found the first journal entry
that had anything to do with her current situation. With a finger playing
over one of her ever hardening breasts, she began reading her own written
words and story.
~ ~ ~
This story begins a three days earlier.
It was night time and the slayer and the scoobies were returning from a night
of patroling the town. Buffy opened the door and in followed her friends,
Xander and Willow and in a wild and rare occurence, then her younger sister,
Dawn, walked through the door. All four of them were covered in slime from a
demon they had been tracking for a few days. Tonight was the night it met
its maker, but before it departed our fair world it left a little going away
present for everyone...including a few vampires that had been lurking in the
cemetary.
Weird thing was...Buffy and the gang didn't even have to worry about the
vamps once their demon was history. The slime seemed to wear away their
corpsed bodies, but didn't seem to harm the humans in the area. Did I
mention that a night funeral was taking place? What idiot would plan a
funeral at night and in the middle of the largest cemetary in Sunnydale
besides the foundation with which the new Sunnydale High School was built
upon. To those that don't know...Sunnydale was settled on the Hellmouth...
a portal of sorts to bad and evil and demons, vampires, and every other
creature that ever thought about hunting or feeding in the night air.
Xander was exhausted and immediately headed for the couch in the living room
and crashed. Buffy crashed in a reclining chair opposite the couch while
Willow just rested against the side of the couch with Dawn's head laying on
her shoulder.
"Well Dawn, what did you think?"
Giving the only guy in the room the evil eye. "Slimy! How come on my first
real outing with you guys I have to get slimed? You guys do this all the time
and hardly ever come home looking like this."
"Call it initiation, Dawnie." A light punch was felt against Willow's arm.
"So would my initiation be over with?"
"Yeah Dawn. You can go get cleaned up."
"Only if Willow comes with me."
"Why is that?"
"I think I can answer that one. She's stuck to me."
"Must be the slime. Guess it would be smart if we all hurried up and got
showers. No idea if this leftover slime will have any side effects or
anything."
"Good idea, Buffy." Xander sprang up and off the couch. "Lets go get those
showers. You have two. Dawn and Willow can have the one in the hall and you
and I can share the one in your mom's room...I mean your room."
"In your dreams!"
"Yeah well, been there...done that. Are you sure?"
"Yeah Buffy. It would probably be smart if we all got a good wash. I think it
is best that we double up on the water and washing. Like you said, no idea if
this stuff will have any side effects, besides, Dawn and myself don't seem
separable at the moment...so we should really make sure that we get all of
this slim shit off our bodies. I can't say I agree with the matchups, but it
probably is for the best. I don't think I could shower with Xander and it
might be kind of weird showering with your own sister."
"I hate it when you have intelligent reasoning. Fine! Xander you're with me."
With slayer strength and a firm grasp of his arm, Xander was soon being
pulled across the room and up the stairs.
Taking a quick look back at the trailing body, Buffy noticed Xander's eyes
staring at her ass and his tongue hanging out of his mouth as if he were a
dog about to get a treat. She found it rather exhilerating and cute, but she
wasn't about to let him in on the news.
"You will most definitely keep your eyes closed and your hands to yourself,"
the other two girls overheard as Buffy and Xander rushed up the stairs.
Willow steppped away from the couch and waited for the younger girl to rise
up herself. "Guess it's me and you, kiddo."
"Yeah, guess it is. Race you up!"
Willow was a bit faster and more cunning than the girl realized. Upon hearing
the challege, the redhead pushed the slayer's sister back on the couch, as
she raced for the stairs. Shaking her head in disbelief, Dawn rose off the
couch and followed the redhead up the stairs as swiftly as she could manage.
Once in the bathroom, Dawn and Willow quickly shed their clothes. They didn't
pay any attention to each other as their clothes came off. Willow pulled the
shower door open and reached inside to start the water. It was at this moment
that Dawn turned around and for the first time saw her sister's best friend
in the nude. As Willow lend over the edge her butt gave off a raised view
allowing Dawn to not only get a great view of her ass, but the start of her
pussy folds as well. The younger girl was caught in a daze when Willow turned
around to face the girl; a blushing redness consuming the younger girl. The
redhead just smiled as the younger girl was obviously admiring her body.
Figuring she now had the right as well, Willow dropped her eyes and marveled
at the patch of fuzz between Dawn's slender legs.
Looking up and breaking the solitude of silence that had overcome the moment.
"Dawn, you want the front or back?"
"Your back and front looks fine to me." Willow's eyes shot open even wider
than they previously had been.
Breaking out in a slight laughter, "That isn't what I asked."
Popping out of her youthful, spellbound daze. "What isn't what you asked?"
"Never mind, Dawn...it wasn't important. Would you care to have the front or
the back...in the shower?"
With her attention now fully on what Willow was asking of her. "The front
will be fine."
One by one the girls stepped over the smaller tiled, side wall and into the
spray of the warm water as it shot out from the showerhead. The warmth
splashed Dawn's upclose face as she waited for Willow to join her. She wanted
to give the other girl plenty of room as she stepped into the shower. Once in
the water's spray as well, the redheaded wiccan closed the shower door with
one hand while handing Dawn a washcloth with the other hand.
Meanwhile in the other resident bathroom. "Buffy, do you realize how hard
it is to manuever muchless wash any part of your body without seeing...or
without me getting a blackeye or worse from touching something I shouldn't?"
Realizing their situation could be deemed as a possible life or death
situation; they really had no idea about the slime. "Alright Xander, your
dreams are about to come true. You can look, but no ungodly or aggressive
touching or eye lingering stares. You know you're like a brother to me."
"Well even brother's have curiousities about their sisters and their mating
habits," thought Xander before cautiously opening one eye while the other
remained closed. "Open them already. I promise I won't bite."
Opening both eyes, "But you bite in my dreams."
Squinting her eyes, "Okay, I might not bite, but I have a mean right hook."
Without even thinking about what he was doing, his eyes dropped down and took
in the long awaited sight of the backside of her naked body. Still looking
over the top of her shoulder, she reached back and lifted his head back to
within her eye level.
"Sorry, Buff." His eyes closed while he dropped his head in shame.
"It's okay. Guess you're going to have to look at some point."
"I can honestly say that the thought has never crossed my mind all these
years I've called you Buff."
"What thought would that be?"
"That your name proceeds itself. You're quite the buffster down there as
well." They both attempted to look at her muscled up ass.
"Should I kill you for that comment or just severely beat you?"
Keeping his comical sense about him, "I'll opt for the beating."
"Let me guess...I beat you in your dreams as well?" Her eyes raised up and
stared at the back of her eyelid for a moment. "Guys!"
"Not really...no. I can't say that I recall a time when you beat me, but I'm
sure you will be after today." He giggled as he once again reopened his eyes
and let their view drop down to her ass. Buffy snapped around and then
realized what she had done and quickly turned back away. In that one brief
moment, Xander Harris's cock jumped to full attention. This reaction didn't
go unnoticed by the slayer as she suddenly felt his member pressing against
her cheeks.
Grabbing the soap from the wall holder, she soaped up her hands. "You don't
seem to be doing to bad in the buff department either. Why don't we start
there." The golden locks slayer turned back towards her taller, dark haired
bestfriend, bringing her soaped up hands around his extended shaft; a slight
groan escaped his lips.
After a couple twists and strokes of her hands, he shot his load into her
slight nest of hair, nestled between her thighs. Without any notice of his
own, he reached down between her legs and started smearing his cum all over
her pubic mound. Buffy's hand quickly found the top of Xander's hand, but
she didn't fight his advances. Taking a bold chance, he slid his fingers
further down until he felt a warmness. With two of his fingers against the
edge of her folds, he looked up and into Buffy's consensual eyes. Knowing
he had the go ahead, his fingers slipped through the folds; her pelvis
responded by pushing against the intruding obstacle. A moan escaped her own
lips.
"Buffy!" she reached a finger to his lips.
"Don't talk." Knowing that she had plenty of lubricant built up, he uncurled
two more fingers and joined them with the previous two. Her pelvic bone was
now mashed against his hand as he held still. She controlled the forwards and
backwards movement. Xander stood his ground as the slayer fucked herself on
his fingers while water washed over both of their bodies; the slime slowly,
but successfully washing down the shower's drain.
Back in the other Summers' shower, Willow and Dawn had already finished
washing the parts that the other couldn't reach and had begun washing their
own bodies. Willow had the hardest time keeping her eyes away from the naked
ass that stood only a foot or so in front of her, but the more she watched
the closer it seemed it was becoming. Dawn in fact was slowly taking ant like
steps backwards...coming ever nearer to the naked feminine body that stood
behind her.
Bending over, Dawn began washing betwen her own legs while she took the
advantage to gaze at the red bush on the opposite side. She allowed a finger
to slide off the cloth as she washed across her folds. The water cascading
over her body wasn't the only wetness the girl was feeling. While Willow
washed her breasts, Dawn decided to take a huge risk and wasn't even sure
why she was thinking such a thing.
Reaching her hand between her legs, she extended her arm out allowing her
finger to penetrate the folds on Red's body. Willow was shocked to the point
that she dropped her washclothe on the slippery, tiled floor. When she bent
down to pick it up, she stared back between the brunette's youthful, long
legs, over the girl's pussy lips, and directly into the younger girl's eyes.
A smile crossed her face as she proceeded to pick up the clothe and return
to washing and tweaking her own assets. Dawn once again returned her finger
to Willow's pussy, but this time the redhead was ready and waiting.
Spreading her legs for easier access, Dawn reached out her other hand as
well and began playing with Red's uncovered clit. Willow had had enough of
the teasing and reached down and firmed grasped the young girl. Pulling her
unexpected body against her own, she began pawing at the younger set of
breasts. Dawn's fingers, hands, and arms retreated as she stood up allowing
Willow her undivided attention...not to mention her breasts.
Willow pawed and squeezed the perk orbs with one hand as the other found
its way to a lower treasure. A few moments later, a spent Dawn was leaning
against the older girl's body as they sat on the shower floor as they quickly
advanced in their kissing techniques; the water now ran cold, but the room
seemed to be filled with even a greater amount of steam.
Moans escaped through the closed door in the other bathroom as Xander thrust
his hardened member into the womb of the slayer for the last time...this go
around. Her head laid against his hairy chest as his member exited her body
and she continued to milk him dry with her hands. He made sure he had a firm
and memorable grip on her ass as he exploded all over her stomach. Lifting
her head up, she gave her latest romp master a smile before connecting with
his lips.
A few minutes later, Xander and Buffy stood outside the shower drying their
bodies off.
"Buffy, that was...absolutely...oh what's the right word..."
"Incredible?"
"Yes, Incredible! Absolutely Incredible! Okay this is probably my imagination
and cumulated horniness overcoming my logical thinking, but if we just did
what we did in here...do you think it is possible something of the sort went
on...between the other two?"
The slayer slapped him hard across the arm, leaving signs of immediate
bruising. "You're sick, Xander. No, there is no way...absolutely not. What is
it with guys always thinking about two girls doing each other?"
Ignoring her own question, "We both do realize that you let Dawn shower...
naked nonetheless...with a lesbian? A lesbian that hasn't experience sexual
bliss since Tara's passing."
"She's Willow. And that is my sister...nope, no way they did anything like
that." Buffy reached over and opened the door to allow what steam was left
lingering to escape into her bedroom. It was at the very moment that both
Xander and Buffy's ears perked up at the sound of Dawn screaming out in a
moment of erotic bliss.
Slowly pulling the door back to its closed position. "You were saying,
Buffy?"
"I think I need another round. Since I don't have any alcohol around...you'll
have to do. You up for it?"
"No way am I up, but man of my talent has more than one penetrating weapon."
Buffy jumped up into his arms and circled her legs around his waist.
"We so have to put that talent to the test."
"Dawn are you okay? That was quite a powerful scream you had there."
"Oh yeah, I'm fine Buffy."
Shaking the girl out of her daze, "Dawn, what did you just say?" Giving the
girl no time to respond, she pressed a finger into Dawn's tight ass and
another into her still wet pussy. For a matter of seconds, she commenced a
woodland's like sawing action between the two openings. As soon as she had
started she stopped.
"What's my name?" A moment of silence passed. "Answer me or no more. What's
my name?"
"Fuck you, Buffy." With her eyes still closed, "Can I please you now? Like I
did after mom died."
Willow soon realized that Dawn had been imagining that it was her sister who
had been pleasuring her. Pushing all reasoning and feelings to the back of
her brain, "Sure, sis, you can please me now." Willow pushed the taller, yet
lighter framed girl down her body, stopping at the intersection between her
thighs.
~ ~ ~
The gang really didn't catch sight of each other until the next morning.
Opening her eyes and pulling her arm from across a set of naked breasts,
"Good morning, Buffy."
"Good morning, Dawn." The slayer started to turn back over and drift back
into dreamland, but quickly turned to face her equally naked sister. "What?
How? Explain?"
Wiping her fingers over her eyes, as sleep seem to still have a major hold on
the younger girl, "No idea," she was finally able to get out. She rotated her
body closer to her sister and gingerly surrounded Buffy's right breast with
her lips. Buffy let out a slight moan before snapping herself out of bed.
"Okay, where is Xander?"
Picking her head up from the soft and form fitting mattress, "Xander? Did you
and him?"
"That is none of your business young lady. When we went to bed last night he
was where you are now. And from the sounds that were coming from your's and
Willow's bathroom last night I'm assuming you started out the night in either
your bed or hers. That is something we will discuss later, but for now...
where are my clothes? Find your clothes and get dressed," demanded the
slightly pissed slayer as her own bareness was being covered with a robe.
Hurrying out the room, she headed for Willow's room, but having no luck in
her first search option, she quickly found herself in Dawn's bedroom, staring
at her two bestfriends...both still very much naked. "Okay you two, someone
has some explaining to do." The sudden alarming voice caused Xander's head to
shoot up and back down, banging against the floor. Meanwhile Willow drearily
sat up in the warm bed showing off her own magnificent, unclothed body.
"When you two are fully dressed meet me down stairs." Xander raised his head
from the floor and propped it on the edge of the mattress where he was able
to look Willow dead in the eyes.
"Can you explain?" Willow's head immediately dropped back onto her pillow.
Xander stood up not worrying about displaying his naked manhood to his
longtime best friend.
Proping her head up on her hands, "So it is true...what they say about guys
and hardons in the morning?" His only response was a raised middle finger as
he headed for the bathroom. Willow admired his ass muscles as they tensed
with each forward step until he was out of sight and then plopped her head
once again back on a soft pillow.
Dawn, still displaying her own glories, walked in on the young man as he was
relieving himself of his morning hardon. The younger girl's sudden appearance
startled him causing his aim to be off.
"Owww, you better clean that up before Buffy sees it."
Reaching for some toilet paper, "Don't you knock?" Xander quickly tried to
cover his manhood from the young girl's wayward eyes.
"Usually don't have to knock in my own house." She stepped further into the
bathroom.
"Good point. I'll be out in a minute." Xander noticed the sound of forward
movement.
"Okay. Mind if I just watch?"
"Not much more going to happen that you haven't seen already." Willow stepped
through the door and around the younger girl. Dawn's eyes shot fully open.
"Are you sure about that Xander?" She walked up to her friend and replaced
his hands with her own as she now guided his stream. "Seems you need a little
help in directing that thing." Xander's head was raised to the ceiling with
his eyes closed as he couldn't believe what luck he was having. "Am I still
dreaming?" seemed to cross his mind a few dozen times.
"What's wrong, Xander? Scared to look? She is a magnificent specimen of a
beautiful, ripe teenage body. Quite the lay as well." Xander quickly opened
his eyes and shot his gaze to Willow's smiling face and then to the younger
girl's. Willow flicked his member before placing her hand on his head and
pushed down, lowering his eye sight to take in the other girl's full image.
"See, I told you." A nod was all that was forthcoming.
Willow kissed Xander on the cheek before stepping to Dawn's side where she
kneeled down and brought her mouth to the stream of liquid iniated from
within her wet and arroused body. Dawn kept eye contact with him as Willow's
tongue went to work. Unable to ignore his wantingness, he stepped over to
the girl's other side and cupped her left breast in his hand. Leaning down
he kissed the nipple before making his way out of the room. Dawn turned
around and followed him out, but instead of heading for one of the bedrooms
she started down the stairs. Willow couldn't believe that the younger girl
could just brush her off like that. Standing up,Willow made her way back to
Dawn's room where she and Dawn had started the night off, but where her and
Xander slept the night away.
Much was unsure of in the Summers' house on that faithful morning, but the
wholeness of the day had yet to arrive...Buffy had yet to start her second
week of being the new guidance counselor at the newly rebuilt Sunnydale
High...and the gang had yet to determine what had happened the previous
night. Oh yes, there is more to this story.
~ ~ ~
"Damn, I knew I wouldn't be able to get through my writing, but only a
night...I'm soaking wet after only the first night's entry...I will so have
to wash these sheets myself."
pulled her journal from a bedside table. Still laying across the bed she
opened the journal and retrieved the pen laying inside and commenced writing.
'I Dawn Summers, am admitting that I have no idea what to do. Things have
changed as of late. Feelings have escalated and are out of my control. What
started out as an educational/informal question and experiment has turned
into an unexpected lust. But is it lust or love? What is love? Am I too young
to know what love truly is? Maybe I'm just misinterrpreting the signals. I
really have no idea what to do. I can't even fully recall when everything
went so crazy.'
Talking to herself, "Hey wait...I guess I could just start reading from the
beginning. I did keep a pretty good journal...and it isn't like I have much
else to do while Buffy and the others are out patroling the night away. Well,
I better lock my door and get rid of these clothes because there is no way
I can reread through my adventures of the last couple days without some
relief." Realizing she was carrying on a conversation by herself, "What am I
doing? I so need someone that I can confide in when it comes to personal
matters of the heart...and elsewhere."
She laid her journal to the side and skipped over to her dresser where she
started to pull some clothes out when she suddenly remembered that she was
supposed to be getting rid of the clothes she was wearing...not putting on
more clothes. Closing the dresser drawers back, she stepped over to the
full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. There stood a tall,
leggy, still growing medium breasted, long haired brunette with an face of
pure innocence. She first removed her purple, long sleeved turtleneck.
Moving her hands up, she watched herself in the mirror as she gave her bra
covered orbs a few squeezes. Her hands pressed the orbs closer together,
increasing what little cleavage she already possessed. Reaching around
behind her back, she removed her purple lace bra and let it fall to the
carpeted floor on top of her fallen top. Now pinching and squeezing her
nipples, moans of pain escaped her lips. She knew at this pace she would
never get back to reading her journal.
Dropping her hands to her sides, she grasped her black hip huggers and slowly
manuevered them down her legs. In moments like these, she wished she could
remove them as easily as jeans or even better...a skirt. Finally, after a bit
of a struggle, she was able to step out of the material and expose her bare,
long legs to the room's chilling atmospherer. Goose bumps immediately
appeared all over her smooth, taunt skin. She only had one article of
clothing to go. Reaching down again, this time she grasped the sides of her
simple, white thong and quickly lowered them and placed them on the pile of
clothes. She stood for minutes admiring her naked body in the mirror. Turning
to one side and then the other, backing up, walking forward, bending over
forwards and then bridging backwards...she inspected every angle of every
position she could get her body in.
Whether the young teenager knew it, she was quite flexible and sexy looking
as well. Stepping closer to the mirror, she lowered her hand between her legs
and pulled up on a piece of skin, exposing her clit. She gave her clit a
little pinch and watched it jump out further and increase in size. Her nubbin
reacted much like a horny male's penis would as it transformed from a limp
dick to a raging hardon.
Turning around so her back faced the mirror, she turned her head and looked
over her shoulder. Her concentration was focused on her backside. If there
was one part of her body that she absolutely admired...well, it was her
small, round, tight ass. She ran each hand over a separate cheek before
prying her cheeks apart and running her pinky fingers over her anus. A slight
chill flowed through her body as she pressed each finger into the darkened
tightness. Turning around she walked over and thrust her body on her bed.
Pulling her journal from beneath her body, she found the first journal entry
that had anything to do with her current situation. With a finger playing
over one of her ever hardening breasts, she began reading her own written
words and story.
~ ~ ~
This story begins a three days earlier.
It was night time and the slayer and the scoobies were returning from a night
of patroling the town. Buffy opened the door and in followed her friends,
Xander and Willow and in a wild and rare occurence, then her younger sister,
Dawn, walked through the door. All four of them were covered in slime from a
demon they had been tracking for a few days. Tonight was the night it met
its maker, but before it departed our fair world it left a little going away
present for everyone...including a few vampires that had been lurking in the
cemetary.
Weird thing was...Buffy and the gang didn't even have to worry about the
vamps once their demon was history. The slime seemed to wear away their
corpsed bodies, but didn't seem to harm the humans in the area. Did I
mention that a night funeral was taking place? What idiot would plan a
funeral at night and in the middle of the largest cemetary in Sunnydale
besides the foundation with which the new Sunnydale High School was built
upon. To those that don't know...Sunnydale was settled on the Hellmouth...
a portal of sorts to bad and evil and demons, vampires, and every other
creature that ever thought about hunting or feeding in the night air.
Xander was exhausted and immediately headed for the couch in the living room
and crashed. Buffy crashed in a reclining chair opposite the couch while
Willow just rested against the side of the couch with Dawn's head laying on
her shoulder.
"Well Dawn, what did you think?"
Giving the only guy in the room the evil eye. "Slimy! How come on my first
real outing with you guys I have to get slimed? You guys do this all the time
and hardly ever come home looking like this."
"Call it initiation, Dawnie." A light punch was felt against Willow's arm.
"So would my initiation be over with?"
"Yeah Dawn. You can go get cleaned up."
"Only if Willow comes with me."
"Why is that?"
"I think I can answer that one. She's stuck to me."
"Must be the slime. Guess it would be smart if we all hurried up and got
showers. No idea if this leftover slime will have any side effects or
anything."
"Good idea, Buffy." Xander sprang up and off the couch. "Lets go get those
showers. You have two. Dawn and Willow can have the one in the hall and you
and I can share the one in your mom's room...I mean your room."
"In your dreams!"
"Yeah well, been there...done that. Are you sure?"
"Yeah Buffy. It would probably be smart if we all got a good wash. I think it
is best that we double up on the water and washing. Like you said, no idea if
this stuff will have any side effects, besides, Dawn and myself don't seem
separable at the moment...so we should really make sure that we get all of
this slim shit off our bodies. I can't say I agree with the matchups, but it
probably is for the best. I don't think I could shower with Xander and it
might be kind of weird showering with your own sister."
"I hate it when you have intelligent reasoning. Fine! Xander you're with me."
With slayer strength and a firm grasp of his arm, Xander was soon being
pulled across the room and up the stairs.
Taking a quick look back at the trailing body, Buffy noticed Xander's eyes
staring at her ass and his tongue hanging out of his mouth as if he were a
dog about to get a treat. She found it rather exhilerating and cute, but she
wasn't about to let him in on the news.
"You will most definitely keep your eyes closed and your hands to yourself,"
the other two girls overheard as Buffy and Xander rushed up the stairs.
Willow steppped away from the couch and waited for the younger girl to rise
up herself. "Guess it's me and you, kiddo."
"Yeah, guess it is. Race you up!"
Willow was a bit faster and more cunning than the girl realized. Upon hearing
the challege, the redhead pushed the slayer's sister back on the couch, as
she raced for the stairs. Shaking her head in disbelief, Dawn rose off the
couch and followed the redhead up the stairs as swiftly as she could manage.
Once in the bathroom, Dawn and Willow quickly shed their clothes. They didn't
pay any attention to each other as their clothes came off. Willow pulled the
shower door open and reached inside to start the water. It was at this moment
that Dawn turned around and for the first time saw her sister's best friend
in the nude. As Willow lend over the edge her butt gave off a raised view
allowing Dawn to not only get a great view of her ass, but the start of her
pussy folds as well. The younger girl was caught in a daze when Willow turned
around to face the girl; a blushing redness consuming the younger girl. The
redhead just smiled as the younger girl was obviously admiring her body.
Figuring she now had the right as well, Willow dropped her eyes and marveled
at the patch of fuzz between Dawn's slender legs.
Looking up and breaking the solitude of silence that had overcome the moment.
"Dawn, you want the front or back?"
"Your back and front looks fine to me." Willow's eyes shot open even wider
than they previously had been.
Breaking out in a slight laughter, "That isn't what I asked."
Popping out of her youthful, spellbound daze. "What isn't what you asked?"
"Never mind, Dawn...it wasn't important. Would you care to have the front or
the back...in the shower?"
With her attention now fully on what Willow was asking of her. "The front
will be fine."
One by one the girls stepped over the smaller tiled, side wall and into the
spray of the warm water as it shot out from the showerhead. The warmth
splashed Dawn's upclose face as she waited for Willow to join her. She wanted
to give the other girl plenty of room as she stepped into the shower. Once in
the water's spray as well, the redheaded wiccan closed the shower door with
one hand while handing Dawn a washcloth with the other hand.
Meanwhile in the other resident bathroom. "Buffy, do you realize how hard
it is to manuever muchless wash any part of your body without seeing...or
without me getting a blackeye or worse from touching something I shouldn't?"
Realizing their situation could be deemed as a possible life or death
situation; they really had no idea about the slime. "Alright Xander, your
dreams are about to come true. You can look, but no ungodly or aggressive
touching or eye lingering stares. You know you're like a brother to me."
"Well even brother's have curiousities about their sisters and their mating
habits," thought Xander before cautiously opening one eye while the other
remained closed. "Open them already. I promise I won't bite."
Opening both eyes, "But you bite in my dreams."
Squinting her eyes, "Okay, I might not bite, but I have a mean right hook."
Without even thinking about what he was doing, his eyes dropped down and took
in the long awaited sight of the backside of her naked body. Still looking
over the top of her shoulder, she reached back and lifted his head back to
within her eye level.
"Sorry, Buff." His eyes closed while he dropped his head in shame.
"It's okay. Guess you're going to have to look at some point."
"I can honestly say that the thought has never crossed my mind all these
years I've called you Buff."
"What thought would that be?"
"That your name proceeds itself. You're quite the buffster down there as
well." They both attempted to look at her muscled up ass.
"Should I kill you for that comment or just severely beat you?"
Keeping his comical sense about him, "I'll opt for the beating."
"Let me guess...I beat you in your dreams as well?" Her eyes raised up and
stared at the back of her eyelid for a moment. "Guys!"
"Not really...no. I can't say that I recall a time when you beat me, but I'm
sure you will be after today." He giggled as he once again reopened his eyes
and let their view drop down to her ass. Buffy snapped around and then
realized what she had done and quickly turned back away. In that one brief
moment, Xander Harris's cock jumped to full attention. This reaction didn't
go unnoticed by the slayer as she suddenly felt his member pressing against
her cheeks.
Grabbing the soap from the wall holder, she soaped up her hands. "You don't
seem to be doing to bad in the buff department either. Why don't we start
there." The golden locks slayer turned back towards her taller, dark haired
bestfriend, bringing her soaped up hands around his extended shaft; a slight
groan escaped his lips.
After a couple twists and strokes of her hands, he shot his load into her
slight nest of hair, nestled between her thighs. Without any notice of his
own, he reached down between her legs and started smearing his cum all over
her pubic mound. Buffy's hand quickly found the top of Xander's hand, but
she didn't fight his advances. Taking a bold chance, he slid his fingers
further down until he felt a warmness. With two of his fingers against the
edge of her folds, he looked up and into Buffy's consensual eyes. Knowing
he had the go ahead, his fingers slipped through the folds; her pelvis
responded by pushing against the intruding obstacle. A moan escaped her own
lips.
"Buffy!" she reached a finger to his lips.
"Don't talk." Knowing that she had plenty of lubricant built up, he uncurled
two more fingers and joined them with the previous two. Her pelvic bone was
now mashed against his hand as he held still. She controlled the forwards and
backwards movement. Xander stood his ground as the slayer fucked herself on
his fingers while water washed over both of their bodies; the slime slowly,
but successfully washing down the shower's drain.
Back in the other Summers' shower, Willow and Dawn had already finished
washing the parts that the other couldn't reach and had begun washing their
own bodies. Willow had the hardest time keeping her eyes away from the naked
ass that stood only a foot or so in front of her, but the more she watched
the closer it seemed it was becoming. Dawn in fact was slowly taking ant like
steps backwards...coming ever nearer to the naked feminine body that stood
behind her.
Bending over, Dawn began washing betwen her own legs while she took the
advantage to gaze at the red bush on the opposite side. She allowed a finger
to slide off the cloth as she washed across her folds. The water cascading
over her body wasn't the only wetness the girl was feeling. While Willow
washed her breasts, Dawn decided to take a huge risk and wasn't even sure
why she was thinking such a thing.
Reaching her hand between her legs, she extended her arm out allowing her
finger to penetrate the folds on Red's body. Willow was shocked to the point
that she dropped her washclothe on the slippery, tiled floor. When she bent
down to pick it up, she stared back between the brunette's youthful, long
legs, over the girl's pussy lips, and directly into the younger girl's eyes.
A smile crossed her face as she proceeded to pick up the clothe and return
to washing and tweaking her own assets. Dawn once again returned her finger
to Willow's pussy, but this time the redhead was ready and waiting.
Spreading her legs for easier access, Dawn reached out her other hand as
well and began playing with Red's uncovered clit. Willow had had enough of
the teasing and reached down and firmed grasped the young girl. Pulling her
unexpected body against her own, she began pawing at the younger set of
breasts. Dawn's fingers, hands, and arms retreated as she stood up allowing
Willow her undivided attention...not to mention her breasts.
Willow pawed and squeezed the perk orbs with one hand as the other found
its way to a lower treasure. A few moments later, a spent Dawn was leaning
against the older girl's body as they sat on the shower floor as they quickly
advanced in their kissing techniques; the water now ran cold, but the room
seemed to be filled with even a greater amount of steam.
Moans escaped through the closed door in the other bathroom as Xander thrust
his hardened member into the womb of the slayer for the last time...this go
around. Her head laid against his hairy chest as his member exited her body
and she continued to milk him dry with her hands. He made sure he had a firm
and memorable grip on her ass as he exploded all over her stomach. Lifting
her head up, she gave her latest romp master a smile before connecting with
his lips.
A few minutes later, Xander and Buffy stood outside the shower drying their
bodies off.
"Buffy, that was...absolutely...oh what's the right word..."
"Incredible?"
"Yes, Incredible! Absolutely Incredible! Okay this is probably my imagination
and cumulated horniness overcoming my logical thinking, but if we just did
what we did in here...do you think it is possible something of the sort went
on...between the other two?"
The slayer slapped him hard across the arm, leaving signs of immediate
bruising. "You're sick, Xander. No, there is no way...absolutely not. What is
it with guys always thinking about two girls doing each other?"
Ignoring her own question, "We both do realize that you let Dawn shower...
naked nonetheless...with a lesbian? A lesbian that hasn't experience sexual
bliss since Tara's passing."
"She's Willow. And that is my sister...nope, no way they did anything like
that." Buffy reached over and opened the door to allow what steam was left
lingering to escape into her bedroom. It was at the very moment that both
Xander and Buffy's ears perked up at the sound of Dawn screaming out in a
moment of erotic bliss.
Slowly pulling the door back to its closed position. "You were saying,
Buffy?"
"I think I need another round. Since I don't have any alcohol around...you'll
have to do. You up for it?"
"No way am I up, but man of my talent has more than one penetrating weapon."
Buffy jumped up into his arms and circled her legs around his waist.
"We so have to put that talent to the test."
"Dawn are you okay? That was quite a powerful scream you had there."
"Oh yeah, I'm fine Buffy."
Shaking the girl out of her daze, "Dawn, what did you just say?" Giving the
girl no time to respond, she pressed a finger into Dawn's tight ass and
another into her still wet pussy. For a matter of seconds, she commenced a
woodland's like sawing action between the two openings. As soon as she had
started she stopped.
"What's my name?" A moment of silence passed. "Answer me or no more. What's
my name?"
"Fuck you, Buffy." With her eyes still closed, "Can I please you now? Like I
did after mom died."
Willow soon realized that Dawn had been imagining that it was her sister who
had been pleasuring her. Pushing all reasoning and feelings to the back of
her brain, "Sure, sis, you can please me now." Willow pushed the taller, yet
lighter framed girl down her body, stopping at the intersection between her
thighs.
~ ~ ~
The gang really didn't catch sight of each other until the next morning.
Opening her eyes and pulling her arm from across a set of naked breasts,
"Good morning, Buffy."
"Good morning, Dawn." The slayer started to turn back over and drift back
into dreamland, but quickly turned to face her equally naked sister. "What?
How? Explain?"
Wiping her fingers over her eyes, as sleep seem to still have a major hold on
the younger girl, "No idea," she was finally able to get out. She rotated her
body closer to her sister and gingerly surrounded Buffy's right breast with
her lips. Buffy let out a slight moan before snapping herself out of bed.
"Okay, where is Xander?"
Picking her head up from the soft and form fitting mattress, "Xander? Did you
and him?"
"That is none of your business young lady. When we went to bed last night he
was where you are now. And from the sounds that were coming from your's and
Willow's bathroom last night I'm assuming you started out the night in either
your bed or hers. That is something we will discuss later, but for now...
where are my clothes? Find your clothes and get dressed," demanded the
slightly pissed slayer as her own bareness was being covered with a robe.
Hurrying out the room, she headed for Willow's room, but having no luck in
her first search option, she quickly found herself in Dawn's bedroom, staring
at her two bestfriends...both still very much naked. "Okay you two, someone
has some explaining to do." The sudden alarming voice caused Xander's head to
shoot up and back down, banging against the floor. Meanwhile Willow drearily
sat up in the warm bed showing off her own magnificent, unclothed body.
"When you two are fully dressed meet me down stairs." Xander raised his head
from the floor and propped it on the edge of the mattress where he was able
to look Willow dead in the eyes.
"Can you explain?" Willow's head immediately dropped back onto her pillow.
Xander stood up not worrying about displaying his naked manhood to his
longtime best friend.
Proping her head up on her hands, "So it is true...what they say about guys
and hardons in the morning?" His only response was a raised middle finger as
he headed for the bathroom. Willow admired his ass muscles as they tensed
with each forward step until he was out of sight and then plopped her head
once again back on a soft pillow.
Dawn, still displaying her own glories, walked in on the young man as he was
relieving himself of his morning hardon. The younger girl's sudden appearance
startled him causing his aim to be off.
"Owww, you better clean that up before Buffy sees it."
Reaching for some toilet paper, "Don't you knock?" Xander quickly tried to
cover his manhood from the young girl's wayward eyes.
"Usually don't have to knock in my own house." She stepped further into the
bathroom.
"Good point. I'll be out in a minute." Xander noticed the sound of forward
movement.
"Okay. Mind if I just watch?"
"Not much more going to happen that you haven't seen already." Willow stepped
through the door and around the younger girl. Dawn's eyes shot fully open.
"Are you sure about that Xander?" She walked up to her friend and replaced
his hands with her own as she now guided his stream. "Seems you need a little
help in directing that thing." Xander's head was raised to the ceiling with
his eyes closed as he couldn't believe what luck he was having. "Am I still
dreaming?" seemed to cross his mind a few dozen times.
"What's wrong, Xander? Scared to look? She is a magnificent specimen of a
beautiful, ripe teenage body. Quite the lay as well." Xander quickly opened
his eyes and shot his gaze to Willow's smiling face and then to the younger
girl's. Willow flicked his member before placing her hand on his head and
pushed down, lowering his eye sight to take in the other girl's full image.
"See, I told you." A nod was all that was forthcoming.
Willow kissed Xander on the cheek before stepping to Dawn's side where she
kneeled down and brought her mouth to the stream of liquid iniated from
within her wet and arroused body. Dawn kept eye contact with him as Willow's
tongue went to work. Unable to ignore his wantingness, he stepped over to
the girl's other side and cupped her left breast in his hand. Leaning down
he kissed the nipple before making his way out of the room. Dawn turned
around and followed him out, but instead of heading for one of the bedrooms
she started down the stairs. Willow couldn't believe that the younger girl
could just brush her off like that. Standing up,Willow made her way back to
Dawn's room where she and Dawn had started the night off, but where her and
Xander slept the night away.
Much was unsure of in the Summers' house on that faithful morning, but the
wholeness of the day had yet to arrive...Buffy had yet to start her second
week of being the new guidance counselor at the newly rebuilt Sunnydale
High...and the gang had yet to determine what had happened the previous
night. Oh yes, there is more to this story.
~ ~ ~
"Damn, I knew I wouldn't be able to get through my writing, but only a
night...I'm soaking wet after only the first night's entry...I will so have
to wash these sheets myself."