Awakenings

 

Author's Note: Please refer to part one for the full story codes. Suffice to say that it's still very NC-17!

Watersports (short/minor) ahead (towards the end) - be warned.

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Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Awakenings Part 3

by Richard Wilkins III (mayor_r_wilkins@yahoo.com)

When Buffy Summers, Sunnydale California's most successful Vampire Slayer, champion for all that was right, just, and good in the world, walked into her bathroom, she found exactly what she had expected to see: her little sister was on her knees in the shower, sucking the cock of her vampire lover. Far from being shocked, the honest truth was that the Slayer couldn't wait to join the younger girl.

No one ever said that defending what was right in the world had to be boring. Hell, no one had even defined what was right, exactly, nor what was good, and the more she thought on it, the more she felt the shared love she had for her sister and Spike was both. The love she had expressed in a way she hadn't thought possible - by completely giving herself to both of them.

Damn. Had she just owned up to loving Spike? Fuck. Evil brain.

Quickly pushing her traitorous thoughts and feelings aside, she turned her attention to something less distressing - the image of her sister's lips bobbing up and down over her lover's prick. The girl had really got the hang of deep-throating him, and was taking his entire length down her gullet. Dawn's hair hung around Spike's thighs, slick and wet from the spray of the shower, and one hand clutched the vampire's ass, massaging his cheeks, while the second cupped and played with his balls. For his part, the most the vampire could do was grasp Dawn's head and pray that the teen didn't swallow him whole - or maybe pray that she would.

Choosing the seldom-traveled road of self-control, Buffy fought off the urge to join the two of them and instead sat herself down on the toilet, the closest thing to a front-row seat the bathroom had to offer. The porcelain was cool against her bare backside - incredibly so given the heat being emitted by both the shower and its occupants - causing her to break out in gooseflesh. The sensation wouldn't remain for long, however, as Buffy had the perfect cure for warming herself up. Step One: Watch Fuck-show in front of her. Step Two: Jerk off just as fast and as hard as she could. Step Three: Cum. Rinse, repeat as needed (and shit was it NEEDED!).

Setting her plan into action, she propped one slender leg on the bathroom counter to allow for better access, and sat back to enjoy the show and her own moist cunt. The Slayer couldn't help but smile at the scene playing out before her: Dawn sucked cock like an eager schoolgirl - which she was – and Spike looked almost overcome by bliss. Probably couldn't believe his good fortune, Buffy thought. She was going to have all sorts of opportunity for some fun ribbing at his expense over this; she could just picture her and Dawn torturing him in public, teasing him, with Dawn dressed as absolute jailbait in a plaid skirt schoolgirl outfit, or around her friends... Spike could be surprisingly sensitive around them. It would be glorious revenge for the games he played with her when she was trying to keep her attraction to him a secret.

Bringing her attention back to the pair in the shower, bringing a second finger to the entrance of her vagina, and mentally thanking Spike and Dawn for not having drawn the curtain, she went to work on herself hard and fast. Spike and Dawn, meanwhile, had reached the end of their current activities, as the vampire finally threw his head back, strands of hair glistening from the hot water of the shower, and groaned as he spilled his seed into Dawn's waiting mouth. Watching this, the petite Slayer pistoned her fingers in and out of her vagina, occasionally pausing to massage her inner walls; her free hand worked her clit, and before long she was biting her lower lip to keep from moaning.

It was then that Dawn, out of the corner of her eye, noticed her sister masturbating as she watched the pair of them. So much for vampire senses. Of course, she thought with a smidgen of pride, I did have him severely distracted.

Then Dawn decided she was going to distract Spike - and especially Buffy - even more.

* * *

Spike finally noticed something was amiss when he at last opened his eyes - and noticed that Dawn hadn't swallowed. Having discovered her talent for drinking jizz - she rarely missed a drop, and was fast becoming the most crazed, semen-craving cumslut he'd ever seen next to her big sister – he immediately had an inkling of what she was planning.

Buffy, on the other hand, didn't notice that Dawn still had her mouth full as the girl rose from her knees and strode to where her older sister was parked on the john. Buffy simply assumed that she'd finally been noticed and that Dawn was coming over to give her some much-needed attention. Her fingers were swell, she enjoyed herself thoroughly, but there was nothing like a good tongue-lashing.

Instead, when Dawn straddled her on the toilet, the young teen grabbed her head and gave her a long, deep kiss - forcing a mouthful of Spike's cum mixed with saliva into Buffy's mouth. This took Buffy completely by surprise, and she choked on a little of the solution as it went down - shit there was a lot of it, Dawn had really kept a mouthful.

"Hungry, Buffy?" Dawn asked. "Or better yet, thirsty?"

Of course, it was impossible for the Slayer to reply with the salty load in her mouth. Unsure of just how to react, she finally swallowed about half of the jizz/spit cocktail her sister had fed her, then, being sure to swish the remainder around well to mix in her own saliva, she forced Dawn's head back and fed the mixture back to the girl - allowing about six inches of space between her face and Dawn's open, waiting lips. In doing so, Buffy made sure Spike got a good view of his cum dripping off her tongue and out of her mouth into her sisters.

"Mom always said we should learn to share" Buffy commented, before moving in to kiss Dawn again. In this fashion, the two sisters cum-swapped Spike's juices back and forth five or six more times before each taking half the solution in their mouths and swallowing, finally displaying open, empty mouths to Spike to show that they hadn't missed a drop.

This little show had encouraged Spike's prick to return to its rock-solid state, a state it was almost permanently in around the two girls over the past few days.

"Fuck, you two birds are something else." They were, in fact, bordering on passing Dru in the kink department. Buffy, to be honest, had been awful close all along - underneath the All-American Girl, Prom-dress-and-Pom-Poms cheerleader exterior lay a woman who simply loved to get down and dirty - but the fact that it ran in the family astounded him. And, it seemed, when the two were together, they each pushed themselves to new levels.

Spike loved them both, and all he could do was let them take him where they may.

"We are, aren't we" Buffy replied proudly. "Bet you never thought things would wind up like this when you earned that soul, did you?" she teased. The vampire could only shake his head in reply.

"You risked everything... maybe this is your reward" she continued. Dawn countered, suggesting that he was their reward.

"If that's the case, I think Spike deserves a little something special now, since you had to go and upstage me, Dawnie" was Buffy's reply.

Spike couldn't believe his luck. Dawn's little cumswap adventure had brought out Buffy's competitive edge - not that it was ever far off - and it seemed the Slayer was eager to prove that she could be equally... whatever. Dirty, Nasty, Sexual, Beautiful, whatever the two of them did, they were all of it.

But Spike simply had no idea how the golden blonde would top her sister's performance. He waited, idly stroking his engorged cock, as Buffy made her way to the shower. As she stepped in, the water rained over her, dampening her hair, which caused it to glow even more. She licked his gleaming chest, drawing her tongue up to a nipple, which she circled and flicked.

Dawn, meanwhile, took up her sister's position on the toilet and began playing with her tits. She loved her titties, and was secretly pleased that she had a little more up top than the older girl - if Buffy got all the flexibility and stamina, than she should get something, and a nice set of tits was a safe deal. Not that she didn't love her sister's breasts - especially suckling at them like a new-born calf.

The thought of Buffy's breasts drew her eyes to her sister - just in time to catch her wink at Spike.

"I'm still thirsty, baby" she moaned. She then sank to her knees, picking up almost exactly where Dawn had left off moments earlier - galvanizing the vampire's cock, bobbing up and down at a furious pace. This, Spike thought, was the closest to heaven he was ever going to get. He'd had that thought quite often the past few days.

After a good ten minutes - Slayer strength the only thing keeping Buffy from having one hell of a sore neck - Spike cried out. "Oh fuck, Buffy, I can't last much longer" he warned her. His rigid cock was over-sensitive from the blow job Dawn had just administered. Buffy, however, took no notice, and continued on about her business.

"FUCK! Buffy, I'm going to shoot... AHH" he grunted, unable to hold back any longer, ready to spill his seed into the Slayer's wet mouth. Except she pulled back at the last second, taking his cock in both hands and pointing it at her hair. She used her golden mane like a silk scarf, wrapping his prick in it and massaging it. The feeling was exquisite, and Spike pumped load after load into Buffy's blonde locks as she continued dragging her hair up and down his shaft, massaging him. Before long she was massaging his semen into her scalp like conditioner. The vampire simply stared in amazement, while Dawn came at the sight of it.

"Where on Earth-" Spike began in amazement, but Buffy cut him off with a pout.

"I'm all dirty now" she complained, being an absolute tease in the process.

"No shit, sis, you're one dirty girl" Dawn chimed in from her perch on the toilet. Spike had to smile - that coming from a girl who wanked herself to a cum while sitting on the john watching the whole sordid affair.

Little did Spike know the whole sordid affair was far from over.

"I think I need a shower" Buffy informed them. Well, that was obvious.

"You're in the right place" Spike replied as he turned and reached for the shower head - massaging action, he thought, the lil' bit would love this. But Buffy stopped him in his tracks, grabbing his now-flaccid cock with one hand and pointing it at her cum-soaked hair.

"I think YOU need to give me a shower, Spike" she said. "After all, you made the mess, I think it's only fair that you clean it up."

Holy shit. Spike couldn't believe it. Did she really mean for him to...

Dawn was oblivious to the proceedings, wondering just what the fuck her sister was on about, and more impntlyntly, wondering when exactly she was going to get fucked again. So when she saw Spike start to piss on Buffy - peeing right into the Slayer's hair - she was, for the first time in days, shocked. So shocked that she fell off the toilet.

Buffy, for her part, was on another plane, thoroughly aroused by the control she had over Spike and the reactions she was getting out of him. The look on his face when she'd suggested this golden shower... it drove her up a level. Or three. She hadn't been sure how she'd react to it, had never tried it, only seen it in the most lurid of Xander's video collection - and she hoped the carpenter had no idea that she'd occasionally "borrowed" tapes over the years, using her skills as a Slayer to sneak them into her purse when he wasn't looking, then returning them later - but now she was totally enthralled by it. Spike's urine felt boiling hot - quite a feat for a corpse - and she loved the feeling of it in her hair, massaging it in with the cum with her free hand. It cascaded down her face, down her chest, warming her breasts, and her nipples became rock-hard the instant the first drop touched them. She'd never felt so sexual.

"I'm full of piss, full of cum - you like that baby?" she cooed at Spike.

Spike's reply was a moan as she jerked his cock. "Want me to take it in my mouth?"

She didn't let him answer, opting instead to move his prick to her lips, the stream of urine hitting her lips now before she opened her mouth wide to let it pool around her tongue. She engulfed Spike's cock as well, and let the liquid wash back over his shaft as she spat it out again. She used one hand to tease and twist her clit now, and took another mouthful of urine, this time spouting it into the air and letting it drip back over the two of them. She did this twice more before aiming his cock at the back of her throat, taking a huge mouthful, and dripping it down over her tits. By this point, Spike was spent, and Dawn could be heard moaning in the background as she jerked herself to a quick cum - without ever having gotten off the floor.

"Holy fuck, Buffy" Dawn explained as she finally picked herself up off the floor and joined the two of them in the shower. "Nasty much?"

Buffy's reply was to plant her lips on her sister's cunt and eat it like it was her last meal. Hair still slick with semen and piss, she soon found Spike at her back door, plunging his cock in and out of her asshole with abandon. He was still juiced from Buffy's new-found sense of adventure. The water soon ran cold, however, and the trio moved their activities back to the bedroom, once Buffy had cleansed herself thoroughly in a real shower.

* * *

With two days to go until the return of the pseudo-Slayers from their retreat with Giles and the others, Willow was becoming increasingly impatient. The sexual heat between the Summers sisters wasn't tearing them apart - it wasn't doing anything other than keeping them in a constant fuck-frenzy! The sex was there, but the guilt it should have brought about was absent. Willow had watched parts of what she'd dubbed 'Buffy's Fuck Fest' using an extremely draining remote viewing spell, until she realized that a "simple" invisibility incantation was much more efficient - she could watch from the window to Buffy's room, though she didn't dare step inside for risk of Spike or Buffy sensing her. She'd watched, and to her dismay Buffy and Dawn simply became more and more attracted to one another. Then Spike had been brought into the mix, something Willow had never expected. Her hopes were renewed, surely a common lover would bring the sisters to a head - but again, more sex, no regret, no ill will, no conflict.

And now she was stuck watching an incestual live-action porno that, while entertaining, was not accomplishing what it should have.

This instant, for example. The two girls had Spike tied to the bed, and were using him in most unexpected ways. Buffy sat atop his face, grinding her pussy into him, forcing him to lick, suck, smell, taste every millimeter of her folds - and Willow, gay or not, did envy her, seeing that Spike didn't need to breathe. Dawn, meanwhile, had Spike's legs in the air and was currently licking his asshole, jabbing her tongue at his pucker while occasionally taking the time to suck one or the other of his testicles into her mouth. His ass was glistening with saliva, and finally Dawn inserted a finger straight into it while taking his cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down his pole while Buffy rode the vampire's face.

Dawn. Damn it. How could a sixteen year old girl possibly handle the amount of lurid behavior that had taken place over the past few days? Willow couldn't believe her eyes when the girl inserted a SECOND finger into Spike's anus - a finger on her other hand - and began prying the vamp's asshole apart. When he was sufficiently wide, she stuck her tongue in as deep as she could get it, and began fucking him as if her tongue was a cock.

Dawn was screwing Spike. Spike was screwing Buffy. The sister's were screwing each other. Not one of them had a problem with any of it! Not one of them was beginning to break down.

She must have done something wrong with the spell. A mispronunciation probably. Damn Latin.

Willow was still running through the mental checklist in her mind when she felt a pair of hands grab her - pulling her through the window and into the house!

* *

A very wide-eyed Willow next found herself on Buffy's bed, arms pinned by the Slayer, legs pinned by Spike. She must have been so lost in thought that the invisibility spell had dissipated. They could see her. No matter - there was no way they could hold her.

"All these years, Buffy, and you still haven't figured out that my strength isn't in my body" she sneered. "Malficus malevo-" she began, preparing to recite a quick but effective incantation that would freeze the two of them in time - only to be cut off as a rag was stuffed into her mouth.

Dawn stood above her, smiling.

"Hey Willow. Like the flavoring?" she teased.

Shit. Not a rag. Someone's panties, and well used, from the taste of them. Willow reverted to simply thrashing about then.

"So, Will - spell didn't go as planned?" Buffy asked her.

Willow stared incredulously from behind her jet-black hair. How had they known? Buffy explained that in short order, reading the witches puzzled look.

"What, you didn't think we'd notice something was up with the two of us boinking like bunnies?" she taunted. "And that utter overwhelming feeling, the feeling that fucking my sister is more important than saving the world - I've felt that before. When you wished me engaged to Spike!"

She grinned.

"This has your handiwork written ALL over it. In big block letters that say 'Willow's Hands Meddled Here'" Buffy leaned down so that she was a hair's width from the witch. "Not that I'm complaining."

"Me neither, luv" added Spike.

"Now" Buffy continued, "if we take off this gag, are you going to behave and not utter any of those icky Latin phrases you love so much?"

A defeated Willow nodded her head in agreement. Dawn then removed the panties (they were almost to the back of the witch's throat). The young girl got a secret thrill from the fact that the witch had been forced to taste her, even if it was second hand.

"Why'd you do it?" the younger sister asked.

"Because..." Willow replied. Only she didn't really have an answer. Did she?

"Because she saw what you two had, as sister's, and she wanted in on it. But she couldn't have that, so she settled for trying to screw with the pair of you instead" Spike answered for her. "I'm betting a little bout of jealousy coincided with an influx of your power, am I right?"

Willow nodded in reply. As she did so, the black faded from her hair, which reverted to it's natural reddish glow.

"So now the question is, what do we do with you?" Buffy pondered.

"Give her to Giles... I'm sure he'd love to hear of her little relapse" Dawn opined.

"Uh-uh" replied Buffy. "She needs punishment of a different kind."

Willow let loose a mental sigh of relief, but it was to be short lived. The Slayer had a twinkle in her eye, and as Buffy bent to whisper in the witch's ear, Willow could already see what was to come.

"See Will, this spell is still pretty much working... Dawnie and I are still horny as hell. And guess what?" she grinned. "You're going to be the one taking care of that from now on."

"But Buffy-" the redhead protested.

"Shh" the blonde girl cut her off. "You want this. I know you, Will. You were jealous, Spike was right. You want in, this is your in. I do love you, and I think Dawn does to."

"Ok" Willow replied meekly. It was what she wanted. Probably what she had wanted all along, not that she could admit it, even to herself. "Anything for you, Buffy."

"That's right, Sweetie - anything for me. Anything I say" the Slayer ordered. "You're my slave now, and I'm your mistress."

* * *

The next thing Willow knew, she was strapped down to the bed with the ropes that had formerly constrained Spike. The vampire, for his part, was watching from afar, though the witch had a sneaking suspicion that he'd join in the melee soon enough. After all, Spike had openly admitted to having something of a crush on her in the past, and Buffy looked to be in a rather punitive mood.

How had it come to this? She remembered casting the spell but couldn't even remember why. She'd felt a surge of power earlier in the day and before long had lost control, but why that particular spell, what she hoped to gain from it - she hadn't even been mad at the sisters. One minute she'd been fine, the next she'd wanted to tear them apart. Maybe Spike had been right and it had just been about jealousy, about wanting to destroy what she couldn't be part of.

Or maybe, deep down, she was a lot kinkier than she thought.

Whatever the case, she'd always been attracted to Buffy; why else had she rejected so many great schools to stay in Sunnydale. Fighting the good fight was a valiant excuse but an excuse nonetheless - there was evil everywhere, and her powers could have been just as useful at Berkley as at UC Sunnydale. Loyalty and friendship? Yes. But something much, much more when it came to Buffy.

And Dawn, she'd always had a sweet spot for the girl, had always been secretly amused when she caught the teen flirting with Tara.

Now she had a wet spot for her. Which was the least of her problems.

Buffy was lying next to her, but while the redhead was on her back, Buffy lay on her side, one hand slowly, rhythmically massaging the Wicca's clit. The other grasped a small crop, which she used to smack one of Willow's tits, then the other, every half minute or so. Whenever possible, the Slayer made sure to strike straight across the nipple.

Once Willow had been tied down, Dawn had pulled a strap-on harness up the strawberry headed girl's creamy white thighs. It kept access to her cunt open, and allowed interchangeable cocks to be screwed into place. The one the young girl had chosen was almost cartoonishly huge, leaving Willow to wonder just how the hell Dawnie would take the monster into her cunt. Her worries had been short-lived, however, as the teen slathered lube on the cock, then straddled her and lowered herself down upon it - taking it straight up her ASSHOLE! Willow couldn't believe the dark-haired girl managed to pack all of it into her rectum, but she had, and now here she was bobbing up and down on the fake phallus, plunging it in and out of her shitter as she screamed in pleasure and her sister whipped their slave's tits.

As Dawn continued to ride Willow, Buffy beckoned Spike to join the fray, and he didn't hesitate - although he couldn't believe the Slayer was calling him in, given the sorceress's preference for the fairer sex. Bugger it. Who was he to complain? Buffy was the mistress, and he wasn't going to say a soddin' word. Instead, he went to work chewing little bit's twat while she rode the witch, just to give Red some time to become used to his presence in the mix. Soon after, he brought his fingers to Willow's snatch, and, after receiving a nod of consent from Buffy and witnessing a look of utter submission between the Slayer and the redhead, slipped one then a second digit into the witch. The girl was tight, even around his fingers, and he didn't have much room to maneuver what with her still wearing the strapon and Dawn still reaming herself like a champ, but he was quickly able to bring about a short but intense, quivering orgasm.

* * *

Buffy, meanwhile, finally lay the riding crop she'd be brandishing aside - not that Willow's punishment was even CLOSE to being over. She wanted the girl to have time to adjust to Spike, though - after all, she hadn't been with a real man since Oz.

Said adjusting didn't take long. A few minutes after his tongue met her clit for the first time, Willow was cumming hard. Dawn had finally given her ass a rest, disengorging herself from the huge phallus with an audible pop as it made its way out of her anus. The young girl switched to spectator mode then, leaving Willow to the Slayer and the Vampire.

You had to admire her friend's courage, Buffy thought. Adding a guy to the mix, first time with her best friend, first time with the best friend's teenage sister, and the witch was taking it all in stride. Well, that wasn't exactly where she was taking it.

The Slayer then made her way between Willow's cream-colored thighs, taking Spike's place. Removing the strap-on harness, she spread Willow's lips and taunted her with one quick lick.

"How long have you wanted this?" she teased.

Willow's response was a moan as the Slayer drove her tongue into the girl's dripping channel.

Buffy's tongue churning inside her soon brought Willow to the brink, and as Spike's tongue found the entrance to her back door, she went othe the edge. This time, the influx of power brought intense pleasure - for all of them - rather than darkness. A ball of light grew seemingly from within her – not surprisingly focused on her vagina - and soon spread to Buffy and Spike. It changed colors as it moved, all reds and golds and oranges and the occasional cooling blue, caressing them as it went.

* * *

When the light died and all returned to normal, only Dawn was left conscious, a fact that had her rather irked, because the three of them screaming in pleasure at the top of their lungs indicated that she'd missed out on something big. Bigger than the fake cock that had ravished her ass just minutes before.

Willow came to first, though, which meant Dawn could have the witch all to herself.

First, however, there was something she had to know.

"How long will Buffy and I... you know... long for each other?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. The younger Summers girl wasn't sure she could handle the answer. She couldn't imagine life returning to normal; not having the extremely intense sexual relationship she now had with her sister.

Willow's reply, that "it should have dissipated already", brought a smile to her face. It was a huge relief, to say the least. She had never believed that it had just been the spell between them. She wanted Buffy and herself to be able to continue their affair - and to continue including Spike and Willow.

Willow, who had lots more punishment to come, even if she was no longer angered by the spell.

"In that case... can you show me what you just did with those two?" she begged. And then, remembering to take charge - and grabbing the crop Buffy had administered - added "Maybe it could lessen your atonement. Because if not..." The naked teen had a sadistic look in her eyes.

"I can try."

THE END