Discovering Oneself

Disclaimer: Illyria is property of Joss Whedon and Warner Brothers.

This is my first pornographic work. It’s the solo exploration of a woman, though I may add more in later chapters (if I make later chapters. Later ones would probably be Illyria/Spike/Buffy. Suggestions welcome). Please, I need bac back!

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Illyria spent most of her time in Spike’s apartment nowadays. Ever since Wesley had been killed, she had nowhere to go. Angel had wanted her dead after the fight. He said that she was no longer needed. He said that it would be no problem to get a bunch of slayers to gang up on her and kill her. He said she was a reminder of Fred.

So naturally, Spike had offered her protection. Illyria knew he did it just to spite Angel. He didn’t like her much more than Angel did.

She was without a Qua’ha Xahn and without Wesley. Her realm was long turned to ash. She didn’t have a reason to live. All she did nowadays was drink the beer in Spikes fridge (much to his annoyance), play Crash Bandicoot and watch television. Everyday she learned more of the human world through the images on the screen. Life was boring. Except, that is for one small human tendency which fascinated her beyond all others-sexuality.

At regular intervals, she would find movies on the telly where the plot revolved around sex. She had learned the names of many things-Dick, Cock, Pussy, Blowjob, Fuck, Shag and so ohe lhe list was almost endless. Everyday more words were added to her vocabulary. She couldn’t fathom what the attraction was. She didn’t even know what the humans did, as it was rare to see anything more than nudity. However, this all changed in one short hour.

"Yeah, just put the digibox over there. No, next to the telly," said Spike to a man who Illyria had never seen before.

"Spike, what is happening?" she asked the blonde vampire.

"Well, American television is a load of bollacks. I mean, all the channels are infomercials or pay-per-view, and ads run every eight minutes. I mean, there’re four breaks is a single episode of The Simpsons of fucksake!"

"The Simpsons?" Illyria echoed.

"Yeah. So at an enormous cost, I’ve got the British satellite channels."

"What does British mean?"

"Oh, Britain is where I’m from. This is Sky tv. Bloody brilliant it is! Four n mon movie channels, specialist channels for everything, all the footie you could ever want, and you can pause the tv in the middle of a show, even if it’s live!" Illyria said nothing, though she was intrigued.

"All right sir, that’ll be forty dollars installation charge."

"Do you take credit card?" Spike paid the man and put the credit card in a drawer.

"Listen, Blue, Buffy said she’ll be in town for a while, so I’m gonna be spending my time with her. Feel free to do anything you like with the place while I’m out, ok? Good, see ya round," he said without waiting for an answer. He left, and Illyria was on her own. She got another ice cold beer from the fridge and cracked it open, drinking down the foamy liquid.

She took the large remote control and studied it for some time before turning on the tv. She went to the menu screen and chose Entertainment. Instantly a list of the channels in said category was displayed. The programmes on now, and on within the next two hours were shown. She flicked down through each of them. She went down through them and found nothing which caught her attention. She played around for almost an hour before something caught her attention.

"The Fantasy channel?" Shrnedrned it on, and was instantly bombarded with sex, the likes of which she had never seen before. "Fascinating." As she watched she found herself becoming agitated. He breathing deepened and she started to feel confined in her full body suit. She moved a hand to her chest to try and calm down. She brushed her nipples and a sensation went through her that she couldn’t describe. She did it again and gasped. Now her suit was making her feel claustrophobic. She concentrated f sec second, and the top half of it melted away, exposing her hard nipples and breasts to the open air. It felt like you hand does when you taking it from a plastic glove after it’s been on you for an hour. She felt relieved.

She turned her attention back to the tv. The teen on the tv was touching her nipples, gliding her palms over them. After some mild apprehension, Illyria did the same. Her blue-tinted nipples became ever harder, and the pleasure she got from them was even greater than before. She felt she had to get out for the rest of her confining suit. It melted away as the top half did, leaving her completely naked. She looked herself over, realising it was the first time she haduallually looked at her own body. She had blue streaks that went from her shoulders down her arms and to her fingertips, and also from her shoulders down her front, over her nipples and down her midriff, ending up on each of her hairless pussy lips. The blue also went down her back and wound it’s way down her legs to her small feet.

As she brushed her nipples, she felt herself getting warmer. She watched as the girl on tv moved from her tits down to her pussy and started to feel it. Illyria did samesame, and squirmed when she touched her lips. When she pushed past them and found her clit, she flinched at the sensation. She started to work it up and down with her index and middle fingers, occasionally dipping a bit lower. "I have an ong hng here…so this is how humans procreate." She pushed the two fingers inside and caressed her inner walls. It felt like wet velvet to her. She continued to work like this until she orgasmed. She was so amazed by the sudden sensation that she jerked, and hie ree remote control, changing to a shopping channel. She lay there and absorbed all the new feelings, deciding that she had found a new favourite thing to do.

"Why would anybody wish to play Crash Bandicoot when they could do this?" she wondered aloud. "It’s so much more enjoyable. Although I think that something bigger would bring more pleasure." The tv grabbed her attention all of a sudd

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"All you have to do is pick up the phone now, and infinite pleasure will be yours. With express veryvery, the super deluxe dildovibe could be yours today. Pay by credit card, cheque or money order. And, if you order now, we’ll throw in a bottle of lube, absolutely FREE!!!" Illyria looked from tv tov to the dresser where the credit card was to the phone, a vast grin growing on her blue lips.

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Knock Knock.

"Delivery for a Mr. Spike?" came the unsure voice of a young delivery boy from the hall outside the door. Illyria opened the door and saw the surprised face of a scrawny boy, who was holding a package.

"Are these my sex toys?" asked Illyrindidndidly.

"Uhh……well…" Illyria smiled at him.

"Where do I sign?" The boy was too shocked to hand her the clipboard. After a few seconds Illyria furrowed her brow. "In the movies when a package is delivered, the person it is delivered to must sign a piece of paper. Is this not the case in real life?"

"Oh…a, ya. Sign here mam." Illyria did, and shut the door in his face. She sat on the couch and swiftly tore open the brown parcel. She looked with awe upon the dildo, before gingerly picking it up. She examined her new toy. It was nine inches in lengtd twd two and a quarter inches wide. It was flesh coloured and made of rubber. It had some small bumps on it, and a little switch at the end which had three settings: off, low and high.

Her clothes melted off her again, and she lay on the sofa with her head resting on the arm. She caressed her nipples until they were hard, breathing deeply every time she did. She moved her fingers down and played with her clit, stroking it and tickling it. It soon became as erect as her nipples. She inserted two fingered into her folds, lightly moaning when she stroked her G-spot. She tapped into Fred’s memories, remembering the lust she felt for Wesley. Instantly Illyria felt a great change come over her body. Her nipples went so stiff she thought they might burst from their skin. Her passage, which had been before pleasantly warm, became a wet furnace. Her fingers became slick with her juices. She kept alternating between her vagina and her clit for several minutes before the c Las Last night when she had done it, she was satisfied, but now, with Wesley on her mind, she wanted more. She grinned devilishly.

She grabbed the bottle of lube (which was just baby oil) and squirted some into her hand. She liked the feel to it. She then squirted some onto her chest, then proceeded to spread it all over. She gasped. With the oil, she could bring herself ten times the pleasure from touching her nipples. She rubbed it all over her mound and her clit, groaning from the sensation. She took the bottle and squirted some directing into her awaiting pussy, then sank her hips into the sofa so that it would soak into her rather than dribble onto the fabric. She oiled up the large dildo and rubbed it against her clit. She worked it up and down like a saw, gasping when she had a mini orgasm. She flicked the switch onto low, and it started buzzing quite vigorously. If that’s low, I can’t wait to see high! She thought. She slowly rubbed the slippery dildo into her hole, trying to get the head in.

She pushed it against the opening, and it made some progress. She felt her inner labia tightly grasp the head. She pushed in a little further, until the head disappeared. She held this position for some time, letting her body get used to having the huge head inside her, and rubbed her clit with her slippery hand. She with drew the dildo until the head was almost home free, then plunged it in again, so that the head and about an inch and a half of the cock was inside her. She continued to do this, working it in slowly and rubbing her clit and nipples in the meantime. Even though there was almost no friction between her and it, it’s sheer size and her petite body made it difficult for it to penetrate. She shoved in about two more inches, bringing the total to six inches deep, and she came; one of those short, sudden orgasms that you have no warning about and is gone within seconds. She withdrew it and plunged it back in, bring in about seven inches. She felt it press against the back of her passage. She started to fuck herself with it, bringing it out about five inches out, and the plunging them back it, so that it hit her cervix. She gasped each time one of the strategically placed bumps ran over her G-spot, and moaned loudly in pleasure as the vibrating function reverberated against her wet bluish vaginal walls, which were clasped so tightly around the cock that were she a mortal she would be in a great deal of discomfort.

She started to fuck herself faster, no longer pushing it in until it stopped and then withdrawing it, she now pulled it out in jerk movements, not giving it time to get in all the way. Her juices had coated both the dildo and her hand, and this only served to turn her on more.

She could feel something building up, an orgasm so intense she felt it might rip her apart. In anticipation, she turned the vibrator onto high, and it instantly began to vibrated violently. She moaned in intense pleasure. She started to fuck herself as fast as she dared, and started to rub her clit furiously. "Ohhhhh" She could feel it building to earthshattering proportions. "My" She sank the dildo in as far as she could without damaging herself-eight and a half inches in-and held it there. "Goddess!" Her eyes snapped open as the orgasm hit. The eye of the storm seemed to last forever. But nothing lasts forever; she knew that better than perhaps anybody on the planet. Her body jerked in spasms and her pussy muscles contracted around the dildo, only increasing her pleasure. She was in a blissful Nirvana for close to a whole minute before she stopped cumming.

She breathed shakily and remained motionless for several minutes, the dildo still vibrating violently. This helped greatly to prolong her ecstasy. Slowly, she pulled the cock from her pussy, which was slightly sore from the hard fucking it had received. She shuddered at the electric feeling she received as her muscles filled the space where the cock at once been, gasping when it popped all the way out. She tucked the cock under the sofa, and almost instantly fell asleep from exhaustion.


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