Awakenings

 

Summary: Porn without (much in the way of) plot. Willow casts a spell; Buffy and Dawn wind up oversexed and discover a few things about themselves. Spike catches on. Wacky hijinks ensue. Don't they always? Spoilers: S6 & a bit of S7, nothing major.

Rating/Pairing: NC-17, B-Solo, D-Solo, BD, SD, BSD, BDW, BSDW.

Codes: F/f, M/f, M/F/f, F/F/f, M/F/F/f; Solral,ral, Anal, Rim, Toys, Voy, WS,Incest, Bloodplay, Reluc (minor).

Disclaimer: The characters belong to Joss, but I don't think he intended them to be portrayed quite like this! This is very obviously fantasy.

Distribution: Anywhere.

Notes: This is my first foray into Smutfic. It may suck.

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Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Awakenings Part 1

by Richard Wilkins III (mayor_r_wilkins@yahoo.com)

Willow surveyed the Summers home from a distance. She could feel the women inside - Buffy and Dawn, each with their own distinct aura. Each with their own distinct smell. Jet black hair blowing in the wind, lips pressed together with a hint of a smile, she began preparing her spell. It was beautiful in its simplicity, and it would tear the sisters apart.

* * *

 

The witch's transgression had been carried out Friday night. Buffy awoke late the next morning, unaware that Willow had underwent something of a relapse in her training. Oblivious to the fact that anything was out of the ordinary, she stretched her naked form out under the covers, enjoying the silken feel of the sheets, and promptly rolled over and went back to sleep. Or better yet, tried to. Her attempt at a few more minutes was interrupted by a string of vivid images flashing through her mind. Hot images, hot flashes. One after another. To her chagrin, they featured her friends. Especially her female friends. She dominated Xander in one, had marathon sex with Spike in nearly half of them, and was the gooey middle in a sandwich between Willow and Anya in one so vivid she nearly whimpered out loud.

Damn. She hadn't been that turned on in months. But hey - Giles had all the pseudo-slayer's on some retreat and had taken Xander and Anya with him; they'd be gone for a week. Willow had left for some sort of coven meeting - since when had she joined a coven, anyway? - and Dawn slept like a log.

That equaled private time. And that thought led to more naughty images.

Needing to take care of this particularly urgent itch in a hurry, she rolled over, and let out a small groan as the sheet grazed her already engorged clit. Wasting no time, she set out upon what Willow had once called the Yellow Pages method, and let her fingers do the walking. One dropped down into her wetness, stirring it around, then brought the slickness up to her clit, rubbing it feverishly. With her other hand she cupped a breast, and teased its nipple before switching to the other breast - then back again, alternating frequently. Rinse, repeat. After a while she couldn't bear it, and brought her free hand to to her legs to join the first, now attacking her clit and driving two, then three fingers into her cunt at the same time.

Images continued to flash as she pleasured herself, and when she came (plunging all three fingers deep into her pussy as she did), she was hit by one so hard that she blacked out. Which was fine with her (or so she thought when she came to), since it featured her own sister – Dawn.

* * *

It was Buffy's moans from the next room that finally woke the younger girl. Dawn had been semi-awake for at least an hour, but hadn't been able to drag herself from the pleasant dreams she'd been having and stayed in bed to enjoy them. Even now, with her sister enjoying herself so thoroughly just one room over, she couldn't bear to let them go, so she closed her eyes and tried desperately to recapture their essence. It wasn't really all that hard, for honestly, they were fantasies more than dreams. Particularly vivid ones. Far beyond any she'd ever had, and she spent a good portion of Algebra, and all of History, practicing the ancient art of fantasizing. She was well versed in all the nuances. Most of them featured Spike, some chains, and whipped cream. She was quite aware that she had an overly kinky mind for her age. It didn't bother her a bit.

A ridiculously loud, gasping moan from her sister's room brought her back out of it.

She could only take so much! Did Buffy have any idea just how thin the walls in this house were? After a morning of fantasizing which featured not just Spike but the entire Scooby gang taking turns with her, and with the groans emanating from her sister's bedroom, she was at her breaking point. Peeling off the plain white mini-tee she'd slept in (exposing her pert breasts to the morning air, which was just cool enough to force them to attention), followed by her pink cotton panties, she dropped a hand to her womanhood and stroked herself gently. She lay on her back, covers to the side, smile wide across her face - it was Saturday, she had all morning to enjoy... well to enjoy herself, she thought with a grin. After all, if Buffy could, why not her? No reason her morning had to be ruined just because her sister couldn't stuff a pillow in it.

Bringing a slender finger to her mouth, she wet it just a little before going to work on her clit. Her free hand clutched the sheets; she wasn't going to take long. Buffy's moans just seemed to drive her closer to the brink. Damn it! Somewhere in the recesses of her mind she knew it was a little weird, having your sister's moans of pleasure turn you on, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to feel what Buffy was feeling, wanted to feel more than that. It became something of a competition, but it ended too fast, and when the spasms subsided, she was hungry for more. Her fingers weren't enough.

* * *

Dawn had been reluctant to open the package she'd found in Willow and Tara's room when she'd first discovered it. But Buffy had missed it, and Willow had been off in England working the bad mojo out of her system, so... besides, Tara had been her friend. She knew it had been Tara's because the mailing label affixed to the plain brown wrapper read Tara Maclay, but she had no idea what lay inside the box. When she opened it and discovered what it concealed, she immediately did three things. The first was turn beet red. The second was to throw the whole package, torn wrapping paper and all, back in the night table drawer where she had found it. The third was to pull it back out again just as quick, and whisk it away to her room, stashing it under her bed amongst yearbooks past, old romance novels (most borrowed from her Mother's collection), and teen gossip rags.

And there the dildo sat, still sealed in factory plastic, until Buffy's moans drove Dawn out of her mind and into a state of horniness she had never experienced.

* * *

Pussy still quivering ever so slightly from her first orgasm of the morning, Dawn slid out of her bed and knelt next to it, groping underneath for the package that had sat there over the course of the summer, unused but oft thought of. Unable to reach it, she found herself on her hands and knees, firm ripe ass jutting outwards as she finally took hold of the instrument of her relief. Before jumping back into bed, she snaked one hand under herself, giving her cunt a few quick strokes, pleased with herself in a naughty sort of way. She'd never diddled herself on her hands and knees before – she'd seen couples go at it doggy-style in pornos (stolen from Xander's healthy collection, and he was either unaware of her viewing habits or unwilling to confront her about them), but she'd never thought to try it herself. It seemed empty without a partner - or so she'd thought until now. She rather loved the new experience.

That wasn't enough to distract her from the task at hand, though - or better yet, the task-solver that was resting in her hand. She quickly tore the dildo out of its plastic wrapper and looked it over. Nothing outrageous, six inches, meant to be convenient and portable for the busy, lonely modern woman, she supposed. It was sleek plastic, and only roughly resembled a real cock - mostly in the coloring. The packaging indicated a vibrate setting, but damn - batteries not included. No problem. She had a discman that could sacrifice its batteries for the cause. Britney Spears would understand – and shit, that brought out another flood of yummy images. She'd love to be a slave for Britney.

After quickly stealing batteries from her CD player, she considered where to begin. She decided first to give the dong a quick rinse, for hygiene's sake in spite of the air-tight packaging. Doing this meant sprinting to the bathroom commando, but from the sound of things next door, Buffy was entering round two of her own ministrations.

Mission accomplished, and with another healthy twinge of naughty self-satisfaction, Dawn dropped onto the bed and did what came naturally - she cracked open the instruction manual. Only to find her new toy was idiot (and thus horniness-induced-craze) proof. A single push-button at the base of the toy controlled the vibrate setting. Press lightly, slow buzz, press hard, a steady rhythm. There were only the two options, but that was more than enough for her initial outing.

She wasn't sure what possessed her to do what she did next (well, she had SOME idea...): bringing the dildo to her red, full lips, she poked her tongue out, and licked the underside of it. The smooth shaft excited her, and she was able to push the fact that it was simply a plastic cylinder out of her mind. Instead she imagined it as a cock, Spike's cock, and began slowly drawing it in and out of her mouth, working her tongue around it as she went - giving a slow, sensuous blowjob to an inanimate object, as it were. With her free hand she grabbed for a breast, then teased her nipples. She was halfway to heaven, but she couldn't wait any longer.

Bringing it to the entrance of her lips - the ones she REALLY needed filled - she inserted the plastic cock slowly. The mixture of her saliva on the dong and the pussy juice that was nearly flooding her cunt allowed it to slide in easily, but she began with short strokes. Dawn had lost her maidenhead years earlier, not from real experience but from experimentation, but she wanted this to last, teasing herself as much as she could stand. A few more short strokes and her resolve faded; she rammed the cock home with abandon, crying out as she did so. She'd NEVER felt so full.

She pumped with brisk strokes then, shifting angles from time to time, twisting her wrist, while her free hand worked her clit furiously. She couldn't contain herself, chanting "oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK" over and over like a mantra. When she came she saw stars, and it wasn't till minutes later, panting, sweat covering her heaving chest and slender, cream-covered thighs that she realized she hadn't even tried the vibrate settings... yet.

* * *

Oh shit! That had been Buffy's first thought when the only face she saw when she came was her own sister's. Oh shit, my little sister! Only it wasn't just her FACE Buffy had seen, but her nubile young body, nude, draped tantalizingly over a bed of silk, firm breasts capped by pert nipples, and a sparse patch of dark pubic hair neatly trimmed, pointing the way to her...and that was when Buffy had really panicked. But after coming to (after having "cummed out", and wasn't that a great replacement for blacking out), and the initial freakout session, a sort of post-orgasmic calm passed over her, and the more she thought about it, well...

It's not like she hadn't noticed her little sister growing up. The girl was carrying around a healthy set of tits, damn firm, and she showed them off in tight little tee-shirts whenever she was around the house. She had begun wearing mini-tees on occasion, displaying a taught belly, and her ass... her ass was always on display, capping off those long slender legs that Buffy only wished she could have; that ass was damn tight, in shorts, in jeans, in anything.

Shit. Her little sister was a hottie. And oh shit! She wanted her. Bad. The mere thought of her was getting Buffy wet. She knew it was wrong, but she also knew it was harmless. She'd never hurt Dawn, and a little fantasizing would get her lust under control.

Having sold herself on this little bit, Buffy went to work on herself with abandon. She couldn't believe she was still turned on, but fuck was she ever! Luckily she had a couple "stakes" in her dresser drawer, hidden beneath her impressive collection of thongs, for just such an emergency.

Reluctantly stopping her ministrations, she strode to the dresser, silken blonde hair glistening, unable to stop herself from idly stroking a nipple even as she walked. She picked out two of her favorite toys, a bottle of lube, and for the hell of it, a red bra and matching thong, the latter of which she twirled on her finger as she moved again, this time to her desk. The desk she could care less about (it still contained an unread assignment from her final, chaotic semester in college), but the mirror above it was large enough that it gave a full view of herself if she stood in front of it.

The toys she dropped on the desktop. ringring her form, she put on the bra, then pushed her breasts together. Bent a little to display a tad more cleavage. The outline of her hard nipples showed, and she rubbed and pinched them through the fabric. Fighting the urge to practically rape herself, she then bent first one sleek leg, then the other, and stepped into the thong. It glided over her skin, and once it was pulled up to her thighs she turned part way around, watching herself in the mirror over her shoulder. Buffy stuck her ass out, and caressed it with one hand. On a whim, she gave it a playful little slap, and giggled just a little at the thought of spanking herself. Then she pulled the thong firmly on, as high up as it would go, drawing it into the crack of her ass. It wasn't for comfort, for that she might leave some slack, but this really got her off; she loved how it divided her cheeks in the mirror.

Facing forward again, she began to dance seductively, swaying to music only she could hear. As she did this, she let her hands roam all over. Tits, ass,cunny, all fair game. She kept it up for maybe three minutes, at one point bending over, watching her thong covered ass, and at the same time imagining that she was putting on this display for Dawn. When at last she could hold off no longer, she strode to the bed and hopped on, bringing the two dildos with her. She flopped onto her back, and wasted no time in pulling the thong aside. Her pussy was already flowing, and when she brought the larger dildo of the two, a healthy seven & a half inches, to the lips of her cunt, she pushed it straight in, crying out as she was filled. She worked the toy feverishly, imagining it was her little sister at the helm as she did so. Her free hand pulled her bra down, exposing her firm breasts and giving access to nipples that were rock hard from both arousal and rubbing against the fabric. She tweaked and twisted these, near to the point of pain. She was completely caught up in simple physical feeling, no matter what; pain and pleasure were both amazing. Pain and pleasure both felt FUCKING GREAT! Nothing else existed outside of her body.

After a while she flipped onto her stomach, and attacked her twat from behind. Bringing herself to her knees, she reached one hand under herself and began working her clit. She was feeling simply amazing, but something was missing, and she knew just what it was. After her first orgasm earlier in the morning, she'd need something extra. Doing away with the thong for good - it was blocking necessary access - she reached for the other, smaller dildo and the bottle of lube. This smaller toy was metallic, and she ran it across her tongue first, warming it up. She then cracked the bottle of lube, and smeared some on the tip, then rubbed it the the shaft, giving it a handjob it could never appreciate. Not they way, say, a certain vampire would.

Rolling over so that she was on her back once more, she drew her knees up to her chest, then spread her legs wide. Fuck, she loved her flexibility. The naughty Slayer then brought the first dildo back to her pussy, pushing it in halfway, before positioning the smaller lubed toy at the entrance to her back door. She was nearly salivating with anticipation. Buffy pushed it into her ass slowly, relaxing her sphincter. The lube helped it glide in easily, and soon she was filled in both holes and loving every minute of it; she stroked the cock in her cunt a little faster than that in her ass. She could feel both through the thin wall separating them, and a very nasty thought entered her mind then - she pictured Spike under her, thick cold cock punishing her anus, while Dawn rammed into her box with a strap-on. Her sister licked the side of her face as her vampire lover bit into her neck. This sent Buffy spiraling into an even more intense frenzy of bliss. Jamming the larger cock in as far as she could, she moved her hand and began massaging her clit furiously, still pumping her ass from below. FUCK! She didn't have enough hands! Soon she was cumming, and hard.

"FUCK! Spike! Dawn! FUCK FUCK OHHHHHH FUCK ME!!!" She continued to quiver, and was so caught up in the naughtiness of it all that she ripped the dildo out of her cunt and began licking off the juices, finally deep-throating the toy to get all of them. She'd never actually gone so far before; Spike had fed her a bit of herself during their kinkier sessions, but this was the first time she'd cleaned up after herself solo, and she loved it.

The way things are going, thought Buffy, I'll never get out of bed today.

* * *

As things worked out, both sisters did make it out of bed - at nearly the same moment. Buffy almost crashed into Dawn as she stumbled down the stairs in a bliss induced haze; she pulled up at the very last second while Dawn let out a little yelp at being snuck up on.

"You startled me!" a sheepish Dawn admitted. The girl was dressed only in an oversized tee-shirt, one that barely covered her tight teenaged ass and showed off all of her long, shapely legs. It took Buffy a moment to stop staring, but luckily her sister didn't seem to have noticed.

"Sorry... I was... I was... uhh.. thinking... about... stuff." Shit. Had she really just said that?

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Will wonders never cease? So, what were you thinking about that had you off on another plane?" she inquired.

"If I wanted you to know, I'd be talking," the slayer retorted with a grin.

"Seriously, it was nothing... just... noticing how much you've grown". Buffy immediately admonished herself. Fuck. Now why did she bring THAT up? It was true, but in all the wrong, twisted ways.

"You were admiring... how much I'd grown... right. Fine. If you won't tell me what's really on your mind, then I'm going to get breakfast". Dawn couldn't believe Buffy wouldn't open up to her. She also couldn't believe how hot the sight of her sister - dressed only in a red, silken bathrobe - made her. She could feel herself getting wet, and a bit of juice running down her leg at this particular moment would ruin her for good. Surely Buffy would notice something like that, Slayer senses and all.

"Well, what were YOU thinking about, sis? It's not like you noticed me either. Why exactly were you at a standstill in the middle of the stairs? Boy on your mind?" Set point Buffy, she thought. That'll get the topic away from my wandering thoughts and embarrass Dawn enough to drop the subject completely.

Dawn, however, had other ideas. Yeah, Boy on my mind, boy at my back, sister beneath me bringing me off while the boy goes at me from behind. Of course that wouldn't go over well, but seeing a window of opportunity, she leapt for it. "Yeah... something like that. Maybe you could... you know... help me out a bit with it? My last few crushes have been less than spectacular. Unless you count spectacular failures, in which case...".

No need for Buffy to know WHO she was thinking of. Instead she threw in "We could make breakfast together, and you could, you know, give me some tips...on what guys like."

Damn. Buffy saw her chance. Only how was she going to get through this? It wasn't as if she understood much about men, and what she did understand... well she wasn't going to explain THAT to her sister. Probably.

And when had she gone from thinking about Dawn to seriously considering ACTING upon her feelings. Oh SHIT... she felt herself blacking out again.

*

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The next thing Buffy knew, she was in the kitchen, eggs were burning in the frying pan, and she was forcing her tongue down her little sister's throat. Well, not forcing, really, as Dawn was eagerly accepting it. At least she hadn't blacked out again.

How the fuck had it come to this? Buffy was in a haze.

She'd begun by telling Dawn to go slow and gentle. At the girl's puzzled stare, she offered "When you kiss him. Slow and gentle".

Except Dawn had pointed out that most guys she knew weren't exactly about gentle.

"Ok then. Be into it - hard and fast. No. Not fast. Just... give them tongue, and play with them, and - ahh fuck it" with that, Buffy latched on to the back of Dawn's head, twining her hands in the long, brunette mane that fell down the girl's back, and drew her into a passionate kiss.

There was no resistance, and after a few seconds Dawn began kissing back, their tongues dueling. She could taste her little sister; bubblegum lip gloss on her lips, god she was sweet.

"See" she said, finally pulling away to catch her breath, "like that".

Going back for more, Buffy nearly jumped out her skin when she felt Dawn's hand at her breast.

"Uh, Dawn honey... I don't think guys are going to react to that the same way, you know..."

Well, probably not guys Dawn's age, although Spike loved it when she teased his nips with her tongue. He loved it when she teased other parts with her tongue as well.

"I know, I just thought... well, what if the person I'm with isn't a guy?"

Buffy froze. "Is it... Willow? It isn't, is it? She's too old for you, Dawn, and it would be weird."

Dawn's exasperated look relieved her. "It's not Willow, Buffy... I'm just saying, maybe I should be prepared for all occasions... and I thought..." she trailed off.

"What?"

"I thought you might like it" Dawn finished, then panicked. "I mean I thought the girl might like it".

Damn. Buffy saw through the cover-up, and like it she had, but it was Dawn. Even though Dawn seemed to want it, Dawn was her sister, it was... it was Wrong.

* * *

Oh fuck, it was right. It had to be right. Because she wanted it so bad.

Dawn's ass, encased in a tight pair of jeans, shimmying its way up the stairs. Well, up two steps before Buffy cracked at the sight of the firm backside in front of her.

"Dawn, stop" she ordered.

"What now, Buffy, I'm gonna be late" the younger girl complained. Except when she did that, she gave her ass a little wiggle, and it was clear she didn't give a fuck about being late. Late for what, anyway? It was Saturday. No school. A mere hour had passed since breakfast, and as far as Buffy was concerned Dawn wasn't going ANYWHERE.

"Dawn, sweetie - shut up!"

Dawn's jaw dropped, but she didn't say a word. She'd noticed a distinct change in Buffy's tone and posture - there was something predatory in it. She felt herself getting wet.

Buffy gave her next command firmly.

"Bend over."

When the girl did, the Slayer almost creamed herself. Dawn's shirt rode up her back, and her jeans were cut low, so the top of her crack and each firm bun was put on display. She'd bent over straight forward, arms outstretched, and it looked as if that beautiful ass was about to explode from her pants. Buffy reached out to caress a thigh, and Dawn shivered.

"Feel good baby?" Buffy whispered, and Dawn could only moan her name in response. Both of them were oversexed, their morning masturbatory sessions long since having worn off.

"I can make it feel better" she teased, running her hand up Dawn's thigh until finally reaching her crotch, which she fondled from behind before giving her ass a squeeze. She didn't let go, and instead continued to squeeze and release her sister's ass cheek, massaging it but staying a little rough.

"Please" Dawn urged, and Buffy stepped up to her sister's backside. She pressed her own hips against Dawn's ass as if mounting her doggy-style, grinding into her lewdly despite still being clothed. She reached under her sibling then and let one hand stray over Dawn's breasts. Fuck, her nipples were already rock solid, she could feel them right through the bra.

Buffy's other hand grazed Dawn's taut stomach, then dipped down to her crotch. Dawn's jeans were too tight to slip her fingers into - damn, how'd the girl get into them, did she oil herself? That thought gave Buffy a lovely mental picture, and she decided to get back to the task at hand. With one hand - the other still fondling her little sister's breasts - she popped the button of the girls jeans. Pulling down the zipper, she got her first peek at Dawn's panties - plain but incredibly sexy.

Finally moving her hand from the girl's breasts, she used both to peel off Dawn's pants, pulling them slowly down her long, slender legs. The panties showed off the girl's ass beautifully; a ripe apple just dying to be bit into.

Crouching down, she stuck her nose right into her sister's crack and inhaled the girl's aroma. She was in heaven. With her teeth, she latched on to the waistband of Dawn's panties, and pulled them off. Her naked ass exposed to the air, Dawn was now begging.

"Buffy, please, I need" she squealed.

"You need what" Buffy asked. She knew just what the girl needed, a good tongue lashing followed by a good hard fuck session, but she wanted to hear Dawn ask, because somewhere in the back of her mind, she still realized that this was her sister, and she just COULDN'T take advantage of her... unless the girl REALLY begged for it.

"Oh God Buffy, lick me, please I can't take it!"

Pulling Dawn's panties the rest of the way down, she began planting little butterfly kisses all around the ripe ass in front of her, teasing even more before getting down to business. When her sister was near tears, she finally relented, licking the girl's puffy lips from behind, hands holding her hips. She wished someone was working her own twat, but for the time being she was happy enough feasting on her little sister.

Dawn nearly screamed when the Slayer plunged her tongue into her cunt for the first time; the entrance was already wet, and Buffy couldn't get enough of the taste. She brought one hand to her own lips, wet her fingers, and went to work frigging the younger girl's clit. While she did this, she stabbed her tongue repeatedly into the girl's love channel, loving every second of it, every taste of her.

Before long, Dawn was making little mewling sounds, and when she came the first time, her juices flowed all over Buffy's lips and chin. Amazed at the amount of discharge her little sister let loose, Buffy rubbed her whole face around in her sister's twat, smearing the juices all over her. She wanted to bathe in them, rub them into the pores of her skin, almost as much as she wanted to drink them.

She never wanted it to end.

* * *

The next thing Dawn knew, her sister's tongue was back at her. Tiny spasms, aftershocks of the first orgasm, were still racking her body, and at first she hadn't even noticed the return of the wriggling, pink organ which had provided the most pleasure she'd felt thus far in her life. Then, while she was still bent over the stairs, ass out, it trailed upwards, towards her virgin back entrance.

She jumped just a little - shivered really - and was on the verge of telling Buffy to... well telling her something. But one look over her shoulder was all she needed; she saw Buffy was completely lost in this, and fuck, why not go along for the ride.

Not that she minded at all.

She felt something tickle her anus then - Buffy was blowing on her ass. This was followed in short order by her sister's tongue, which made slow circles around her little rosebud. Dawn had never experienced anything like it, and found it amazing - it was like she was hyper-sensitive. She'd seen anal sex in some of Xander's favorite tapes - she knew they were his favorites as they were the worst worn - but it had never excited her they way Buffy was exciting her now. Every fleeting touch of the older girl's tongue made her shiver.

Then Buffy's tongue dove deep into her ass, and her fingers wormed their way into her cunt - and soon Dawn wasn't thinking straight enough to keep track. Her sister's tongue was alive, and it seemed to have a mind of its own. Two fingers, then three, filled her wet channel, and the thumb and forefinger of Buffy's other hand began toying with her clit. Moaning, Dawn tried to reach back, to return at least some of the favor - maybe get a hold of her sister's tits - but Buffy swatted her hand away.

"Uh-uh. I want you still - I want your full attention - and I want to eat you till you cum your brains out, preferably all over my face."

"But I wanna taste you" Dawn begged, to which Buffy smiled and promised that she would. "But not before I have my wicked way with you."

With that she returned to Dawn's ripe, tight ass, this time sucking a finger before worming it past the girl's sphincter. Dawn had never felt anything like it, and when Buffy's tongue began probing her cunt, and a second finger was added to her ass, her eyes rolled back in her head. When those fingers began pistoning in and out of her back door - and Buffy began ravishing her juicy little cunny as well, nibbling on her lips then jamming her tongue home, all the while rubbing her swollen clit just right - she came with a scream. Still recovering from this, her second orgasm with her sister, she found herself being carried up the stairs by the older girl, and into the Slayer's bedroom.

* * *

Dawn awoke to find herself in Buffy's bed, her sister spooned next to her. Dawn lay on her back, her dark mane splayed out across the pillows. Buffy's own golden tresses were tickling her shoulder, as her head was lying against it. Her hands though... while one lay under her, the other cupped her crotch, protectively.

The silk sheets - when had Buffy bought silk sheets? - covered only her legs, and Dawn soon found herself getting a bit chilly, her sister's body heat not withstanding. Since she wasn't going to be pulling the blankets up without waking her sister anyhow, Dawn plotted on the easiest way to wake her – and not all of these thoughts were innocent.

She finally elected to just murmur into the Slayer's ear. When that didn't work, she tried blowing on it, and nibbling gently at the older Summers girl's earlobe. That brought about some stirring, and Dawn Summers finally woke up her big sister with a tender kiss on the lips.

"Rise and shine, sis" she greeted her. Buffy smiled back.

"Dawnie, what time is it?" she inquired.

"Seven in the evening" she replied, reading the clock over Buffy's shoulder.

”We slept the entire day away."

"That's not all we did" came the reply, and Dawn blushed. She remembered Buffy's hands and tongue on her tits, her ass, and her cunt. Hell, IN her ass and her cunt. She remembered her older sister cramming her tongue into her mouth, and she remembered how bad she had wanted it - needed it. Their tongues had dueled, and Buffy had brought her off at least twice.

She wanted to return the favor, but she was afraid to ask. Dawn knew, as much as she loved and desired her sister, that it wasn't normal.

It was as if Buffy read her mind.

"Who cares about normal" Buffy whispered into her ear. Her words were followed by her tongue.

"Dawn, I want you. I've never wanted a girl before - ok, Faith, but all we did was kiss a few times, and I was just curious, and you know, Slaying makes you horny - and I sure as hell never wanted a family member before, I mean mom was a good looking woman but she's mom and you're you and fuck I'm rambling would you kiss me love me fuck me till I scream?"

Buffy gave Dawn a little half smile, and it drove the younger girl nuts. Her sister was just so cute, especially when she was rambling. She did kiss her then, and her hands trailed down to Buffy's mons, not worrying in the least about permission this time. It all came so naturally. She circled the blonde girl's clit for a minute, then brought her finger to Buffy's mouth. Juicy red lips soon enveloped it, sucking it in and out for a few seconds before Dawn slowly withdrew it. A strong of saliva trailed from her finger to Buffy's lips, and Dawn moved her own lips close, careful not to break the string, then lapped it up in one swipe with her tongue.

"Yummy" she giggled, then brought her wet finger back to Buffy's pussy. She spread her sister's labia with her ring and index fingers, then inserted her middle finger deep. The older girl was already soaked. For that matter, Dawn was pretty fucking moist as well, but she didn't worry about it - she just wanted to bring off Buffy. She pushed in and out a few times, then began to massage the inner walls of her sister's vagina with her finger. A second finger soon joined this endeavor, while her other hand stroked Buffy's golden hair.

After a few minutes, switching speeds and occasionally withdrawing and teasing the girl, Dawn set her sights on an additional target. Buffy's boobs, white, creamy, grapefruit sized morsels seemed to be begging for attention. Not ceasing her ministrations down below, she took one of Buffy's nipples into her mouth, sucking gently and rolling it with her tongue. She made circles around it, and occasionally took small nibbles, with would invariably bring about tiny gasps. She switched from one breast to the next then back again, and after five minutes of this added activity, she felt the walls of Buffy's vagina clamp down on her fingers. She increased the speed of her thrusts, mercilessly pounding her fingers in and out of her sister's juicy twat until the girl came with a scream. As she did, Dawn bit down on one of her nipples, which really sent her over the top; at the height of her orgasm she was pounding her ass up and down on the mattress, covered with sweat, chanting "Fuck me Dawnie, Finger me, Fuck me Dawnie Dawn Dawn DAWNIIIEEE!!!"

Dawn left her finger's embedded deep in Buffy's love channel until she had finally come back to Earth. Then she brought them to her mouth and slowly sucked her sister's juices off, swallowing the lovely nectar.

"You taste amazing, Buffy. I can't get enough." The look in Buffy's eyes - pure lust - made Dawn incredibly proud. With newfound courage, she slid down Buffy's torso, planting light kisses all the way from her neck, over her breasts and taut stomach, till she reached her inner thighs. These she kissed - each leg, covered thoroughly. Then, head planted between the Slayer's legs, she went to work eating her out, driving her tongue in and out of the girls cunt like it was her last meal.

She didn't stop until Buffy came all over her face. When she did, she jammed a finger up the older girl's ass - nearly dry, Buffy seemed to get off a bit on the pain - for added emphasis. It was the second time that day Dawn brought Buffy to a screaming orgasm - but it wouldn't be the last.

* * *

The girls only ventured out of Buffy's bedroom twice for the remainder of the night. Once was for dinner - pizza, a delicacy Buffy whipped together from the phone next to her bed. The delivery boy who dropped the food off received quite a show for his troubles, as Buffy wore just a skimpy silk negligee when she answered the door. She made sure to accidentally drop the money when handing it over, so that the kid - who might have been eighteen and who was burdened with blazing orange hair and freckles to match - was sure to get a good look at her crotch in the process. She helped him out a little by hiking the scrap of cloth up when she thought he wasn't looking, while Dawn smirked in the background. She wasn't wearing any panties, and was certain the kid could see her twat, bordered by a small, neatly trimmed patch of blonde fur.

Behind her, Dawn played with her tongue and blew the kid a kiss over Buffy's shoulder before he left. The two girls broke out laughing as soon as they closed the door.

"Best tip he ever had" the sexy Slayer giggled.

Without even speaking to one another, they both stripped, in silent agreement that it was the thing to do. Completely nude, they ate at the kitchen table, silently, famished from the day's activities. They sat across from one another, and now again one or the other would loose herself in her sister's eyes.

After dinner they marched back upstairs, this time simply to digest. They lay naked on top of Buffy's bed for several minutes, still in silence. Neither had so much as thought of the obvious question - how far things would go between them, how long, and more importantly, WHY they found themselves breaking one of the oldest taboos - but neither knew what to say.

Dawn finally broke the silence.

"I found something a while ago. I never said anything, but I think you might like it." She gave Buffy a little smile to indicate in what WAY the girl would like it.

"Oh really" the blonde girl replied. "And what's that?"

"You'll see."

She ran from the room to fetch the flesh colored vibe, and when she came back she found Buffy spread eagled, one had slowly working at her clit.

Buffy showed no surprise at the fake cock in her little sister's hands.

"I thought that's what it might be. Where'd you find it?" she asked.

"It was... it was Tara's. She never got to use it, and well..."

"Oh" was all Buffy said at first. She missed the Wicca also, and suspected that Dawn had had something of a crush on the girl. A crush on Spike, a crush on Xander, a crush on Tara - the girl was anything but lacking of emotions.

After a moment (in which a rather sexy flash of Willow and Tara had run through her mind) she stopped playing with her clit long enough to give Dawn a raised eyebrow. "So how was it?"

"Intense" was Dawn's reply. The dark haired teen was getting juicy just thinking of her first fuck session with the fake cock. She wished so bad that she could have a real dick slamming into her, giving her a punishing, brutal fuck.

"So did it take your cherry?" her sister asked with a grin.

"No... I used it for the first time this morning" she answered truthfully.

"You haven't... I mean you didn't..." her sister stammered. Buffy had never thought that her little sister, her precious, virginal little sister – whom she fully intended to ravish for at least another day straight before giving the girl's tight twat a rest - might have had THE SEX, as Xander would have put it.

"What? No!" Dawn explained. "I'm not cheap. I sucked a guy off... after that vampire kid, I just wanted someone to like me, so we parked one time and he was really shy and I went down on him and let him cum in my mouth" she stammered, fully aware that she was babbling but hoping that this might get her sister hot.

She was right about that. Buffy had the sudden urge to practically rape her sister - not that Dawn would do any complaining. All the same, she just had to know...

"So did you like it, sug thg the guy like a cheap whore, swallowing his spunk? Did you lick his balls? Did you clean him up after?"

Buffy gave Dawn a naughty look to let the girl know that she was just playing. Still, the younger Summers gal blushed and lowered her head a little.

"It tasted good" she said quietly. "I didn't think it would, but... I didn't mind it."

Buffy smiled, rolled over and hugged her sister. "Dawnie, I'm proud of you.

I guess it runs in the family - I love to swallow."

As she said this, she began stroking a finger up and down the teen's pink little slit, having no trouble as Dawn was dripping already.

"So if you didn't loose your cherry to a guy, or the dildo" the Slayer asked, "how'd you get popped?"

Even with her keen ears, Buffy couldn't make out her sister's mumbles in reply to that question. She repeated it, and finally made out one word:

"Carrot."

Dawn quickly explained that one afternoon alone after school, when she was still a junior, she'd come across the makings of a salad that their mom had washed and left out - but not chopped. Having been fingering herself for several months, and in a particularly heated state after having flipped through a porno magazine Janice's brother had hidden under his bed (where silicon breasted blondes sucked and fucked guys who looked as if they lived in the gym), she'd had an idea. She was just going to rub her slit with the carrot a little, to simulate fucking, but then she'd gotten carried away and soon enough she was plunging the thick end into her virgin cunt. She'd torn through her hymen and it had been painful, but her fingers working her clit and the feeling of being filled soon drowned that out, and by the end of her salad-fucking session she'd been pumping the veggie so hard it had broken.

Come the end of this tale, Buffy was ramming two fingers in and out of her sister's pussy and biting her neck, leaving a trail of love bites around the base of her throat. They would show, but she didn't care, she wanted to lick every part of her sister, ears, neck, lips, breasts, the small of her back, the balls of her feet, her toes, her tits, her ass and her cunt. Most of these she'd already covered, but she wanted them again and again.

"I wish I could have had some of that salad" she grinned. "I would have eaten that carrot with joy – and then I would have eaten you till you screamed."

By this time Dawn nearly was screaming as she came with Buffy's fingers pumping in and out of her twat at lightning speed. Buffy pinched the teens puffy clit hard to put her over the top. She knew that since Dawn was really a part of her - made from her (and did that make their fuck sessions incest, or masturbation?), that the girl would have the same craving for pain with her pleasure that she did.

As Dawn caown own from her orgasm, Buffy licked the teens cunt juice from her fingers.

"Now - show me what you can do with that plastic prick, Dawnie. I want to watch you fuck yourself, I want to watch you cum."

* * *

The fuck show Dawn put on for her sister was something else. By the end of it, the Slayer jumped on top of the younger girl, tossed the dildo aside, and ground her pelvic mound hard into her little sister's before inserting her thumb into the younger girl's cunt. Then she found the bundle of nerves inside her sister that would REALLY set the girl off, and began teasing it in a circular motion. While she did this, ins inserted a free finger into Dawn's anus, massaging the thin membrane that separated the girl's back door from her pussy.

Dawn did nothing but whimper and moan throughout this treatment.

They never saw the watcher at the window.

End of Part 1