Buffy's World
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BtVS AU/AR › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
10,579
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS) or Angel, the Series (AtS); nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Buffy's World
BUFFY’S WORLD, By Evil Twin Sister
Prologue and Summary:
A/N: A quick note: I’ve never submitted anything that was not Spuffy. I’m giving this a try and hoping it pans out. It’s a little, naughty story that has been kicking around in my head for a while. Spike ‘will not’ be in this story, at all. This is a Buffy story, completely, that includes other characters, male and female, from the shows BTVS/ATS.
Summary: Buffy, who is 28 when this story begins, owns and manages a swinging night club in Sunnydale California. She is beautiful, desireable, hot and bi-sexual. Through a series of flashbacks and present day scenarios, we will see just what makes our Buffy Summers tick.
I hope this floats some readers boats and is hot enough for this site. I am going to try and make it sexy and sensual? Anyway, just give it a read, please. This is a bit hard for me…
Proglogue:
Buffy Summers watched the activity on the dance floor of her club ‘The Other Side’ as she admired the beautiful young bodies that gyrated and ground together. Young men and women alike caught her savy green eyes as she tried to decide just which gender she wanted to fuck tonight.
A couple of young guys, apparently football jocks from the local college, had given her the ‘we want to fuck you eye’ for hours. Well, that was nice, true, but Buffy had a yen for some pussy tonight and since some of the young women in the club had eyed her, also, their soft doe-eyed glances making it apparent what ‘they’ wanted? Buffy had decided. She would make a play for the well built, medium sized brunette female that was, at this time, laughing with her girlfriends in a corner booth.
The girl, the brunette stranger, reminded her of Winnefred Burkle, Buffy’s first female lover from college. Not that Fred had much of a figure, no, but great legs, like this 5’8” beauty seemed to. Buffy found herself getting nostalgic while she watched the woman giggle and sip her ‘sex on the beach’ drink. Fred had been Buffy’s sorority room mate and the first woman that had initiated her into the joys of female sexual experimentation.
Actually, Buffy felt herself getting quite horny as she watched the no named brunette get up from the shared table and head to the ladies rooms. Glancing over at the two, very attractive male jocks, Buffy shrugged and smiled at them. She hoped they would realize that her expression meant that another time would be better for her, and them.
‘Flashback’ Buffy’s POV
Buffy Summers was hot, hotter then hot and the sweetheart of every fraternity on Sunnydale University’s campus. She’d ‘done’ just about all of the jocks in football, most of the baseball team and half of the swim boys. Yes, life was one big fuckfest for Buffy Summers and she was loving it.
It was Saturday night, another Frat party at Alpha Kai and Buffy was there, with her current bed buddy, Angel O’Connor, the football teams’ star quarterback. Buffy had drank way past her share of beer and was now going for shots of tequila.
She had screwed Angel before, a dozen times, at least, and it wasn’t like he was going to miss out on anything that he hadn’t had before tonight. But, Buffy was trying to keep a level ‘head’ about her and not pass out. Too late, she realized, later, that that’s exactly what she had done.
In the interim of the frat party at around 1:00 AM and the next afternoon, Angel must have taken Buffy back to her sorority room. The one she shared with Winnefred ‘Fred’ Burkle, resident genious and geek of the sorority ‘Kappa, Kappa Delta’.
Fred has always been a real ‘good’ sorority sister, keeping out of the way of Buffy and her conquests, even when she snuck them into the house. Anyway, this night, Angel must have taken Buffy back to the ‘house’ and deposited her in her little bed, alone.
Buffy was having the most wonderful dream. Angel was licking her pussy, like a fucking jungle cat and making her cum, continuously.
Suddenly, Buffy woke up, from her dream and was amazed to find that ‘Angel’ was still licking her pussy, non-stop. But when she looked down at the dark head between her legs, Buffy realized that it was Fred Burkle, not Angel that was pleasuring her so well.
Fred looked up at Buffy, her wide, dark eyes shocked and dismayed to be caught out. The shy Fred stopped her ministrations and pulled her lovely mouth away from Buffy’s clit, quickly.
“No!” Buffy cried, desperately, “don’t stop, please baby,” she hissed in need. Buffy clasped the girl’s head back to her and began to grind her pussy into the fragile beauty’s mouth. Fred picked up the pace, again and proceeded to bring Buffy to multiple orgasms.
After that, Buffy still made sure she had plenty of good, solid dick to keep her satisfied, but she always made room for Fred’s talented mouth. It was then, in college, that Buffy realized she went both ways and truly became aware of how to receive and give the perfect tongue job.
‘End Flashback’
Buffy followed the brunette to the bathroom, keeping an eye out for any other ‘nosy’ customers lingering about. When she got into the plush ladies’s room, Buffy spied her target’s boot covered feet from under the stall door. She began to rinse her face off, for may reasons, with cool water and waited for her prey to come out of the stall.
The girl soon appeared, scurried up to the sinks and scrubbed her hands until they shown pink with cleanliness. Buffy smirked, ‘a real clean one,’ she thought, ‘good. I like them clean and neat.’
“Hello,” Buffy smiled at the girl, who blushed when she looked into the shorter, blond woman’s green eyes.
“Hey,” the brunette responded, obviously well aware of the vibes that passed between the two of them, earlier. “What’s up?”
the girl added, almost shyly.
“Not much. By the way, I’m Buffy Summers. I own this dump,” Buffy giggled as she reached out and took the girl’s hand in hers.
“Sandy Simpson,” the girl nodded as she took Buffy’s hand in hers, kind of nervously. Buffy made sure to hold this Sandy’s hand, just a tad longer then necessary.
“You like my place?” Buffy asked, innocently enough as she made sure Sandy noticed her eyeing her up and down, suggestively.
“It is very nice, very plush,” Sandy responded, suddenly a little more friendlier then before.
“To tell you the truth,” Buffy continued in a low, husky voice, “my apartment, upstairs? The one I use when I’m here? It’s real plush,” she grinned at the awed young woman and winked, mischiviously.
“Maybe you’d like to ‘see’ my apartment?” Buffy offered, licking her famous lips, slowly.
“Yes,” Sandy replied, her brown eyes half closed in thought, “I think I would.”
“Good,” Buffy purred as she ran her slim fingers down Sandy’s plump little face, “ditch your friends and ask the bartender to show you the way.” With that, Buffy spun about and left the bathroom, intent on speaking to Xander Harris, her bartender for the night.
“Xand,” she called from the back room, “tell Andrew to take over, need to talk to you.”
Xander Harris, big, comfortable, built like a fucking bull Xander Harris sauntered into the back room and closed the door. He eyed his employer up and down, easily detecting that she’d made a killling in the clug tonight.
He grinned, slyly, “so,” he chuckled, “is it the two no neck jocks or the ‘fuck me I’m yours’ brunette girl?” He plopped down next to Buffy, grabbing her bare knee with his meaty hand.
“Fuck me, I’m yours,” Buffy giggled back, running her tiny hand up Xander’s thigh, to his crotch. “Too bad,” Buffy pouted, “that you’re tied up with your girl Anya tonight. Could have had a threesome with the babe in the leather skirt, huh?”
“Yeah,” Xander sighed loudly, “but Anya is only here for a week. Gotta’ give her all my attention and then, well,” he grinned, evilly, “who knows what may ‘come’ next week, eh?”
“You are a pig, Xander,” Buffy chuckled as she flopped onto his lap and rubbed her ass against his cock. “But I like you, you know?”
“Nah,” he laughed good-naturedly, “you just like my ten inch cock, Summers, that’s all.”
“True,” Buffy giggled again, leaning in to kiss his nice mouth. “But I really do like you, ten inch and all!” She began to laugh, hysterically and leapt off of Xander’s nice lap.
“Maybe I’ll film my fucks for the next week,” she promised with a sly wink at the bar tender, “get you reved up after your honey leaves for Frisco? Make that ten inch of yours stand at attention and perform it’s duty to me, eh?” With a blown kiss, Buffy told Xander to show Sandy to her apartment upstairs, then told him goodnight.
Prologue and Summary:
A/N: A quick note: I’ve never submitted anything that was not Spuffy. I’m giving this a try and hoping it pans out. It’s a little, naughty story that has been kicking around in my head for a while. Spike ‘will not’ be in this story, at all. This is a Buffy story, completely, that includes other characters, male and female, from the shows BTVS/ATS.
Summary: Buffy, who is 28 when this story begins, owns and manages a swinging night club in Sunnydale California. She is beautiful, desireable, hot and bi-sexual. Through a series of flashbacks and present day scenarios, we will see just what makes our Buffy Summers tick.
I hope this floats some readers boats and is hot enough for this site. I am going to try and make it sexy and sensual? Anyway, just give it a read, please. This is a bit hard for me…
Proglogue:
Buffy Summers watched the activity on the dance floor of her club ‘The Other Side’ as she admired the beautiful young bodies that gyrated and ground together. Young men and women alike caught her savy green eyes as she tried to decide just which gender she wanted to fuck tonight.
A couple of young guys, apparently football jocks from the local college, had given her the ‘we want to fuck you eye’ for hours. Well, that was nice, true, but Buffy had a yen for some pussy tonight and since some of the young women in the club had eyed her, also, their soft doe-eyed glances making it apparent what ‘they’ wanted? Buffy had decided. She would make a play for the well built, medium sized brunette female that was, at this time, laughing with her girlfriends in a corner booth.
The girl, the brunette stranger, reminded her of Winnefred Burkle, Buffy’s first female lover from college. Not that Fred had much of a figure, no, but great legs, like this 5’8” beauty seemed to. Buffy found herself getting nostalgic while she watched the woman giggle and sip her ‘sex on the beach’ drink. Fred had been Buffy’s sorority room mate and the first woman that had initiated her into the joys of female sexual experimentation.
Actually, Buffy felt herself getting quite horny as she watched the no named brunette get up from the shared table and head to the ladies rooms. Glancing over at the two, very attractive male jocks, Buffy shrugged and smiled at them. She hoped they would realize that her expression meant that another time would be better for her, and them.
‘Flashback’ Buffy’s POV
Buffy Summers was hot, hotter then hot and the sweetheart of every fraternity on Sunnydale University’s campus. She’d ‘done’ just about all of the jocks in football, most of the baseball team and half of the swim boys. Yes, life was one big fuckfest for Buffy Summers and she was loving it.
It was Saturday night, another Frat party at Alpha Kai and Buffy was there, with her current bed buddy, Angel O’Connor, the football teams’ star quarterback. Buffy had drank way past her share of beer and was now going for shots of tequila.
She had screwed Angel before, a dozen times, at least, and it wasn’t like he was going to miss out on anything that he hadn’t had before tonight. But, Buffy was trying to keep a level ‘head’ about her and not pass out. Too late, she realized, later, that that’s exactly what she had done.
In the interim of the frat party at around 1:00 AM and the next afternoon, Angel must have taken Buffy back to her sorority room. The one she shared with Winnefred ‘Fred’ Burkle, resident genious and geek of the sorority ‘Kappa, Kappa Delta’.
Fred has always been a real ‘good’ sorority sister, keeping out of the way of Buffy and her conquests, even when she snuck them into the house. Anyway, this night, Angel must have taken Buffy back to the ‘house’ and deposited her in her little bed, alone.
Buffy was having the most wonderful dream. Angel was licking her pussy, like a fucking jungle cat and making her cum, continuously.
Suddenly, Buffy woke up, from her dream and was amazed to find that ‘Angel’ was still licking her pussy, non-stop. But when she looked down at the dark head between her legs, Buffy realized that it was Fred Burkle, not Angel that was pleasuring her so well.
Fred looked up at Buffy, her wide, dark eyes shocked and dismayed to be caught out. The shy Fred stopped her ministrations and pulled her lovely mouth away from Buffy’s clit, quickly.
“No!” Buffy cried, desperately, “don’t stop, please baby,” she hissed in need. Buffy clasped the girl’s head back to her and began to grind her pussy into the fragile beauty’s mouth. Fred picked up the pace, again and proceeded to bring Buffy to multiple orgasms.
After that, Buffy still made sure she had plenty of good, solid dick to keep her satisfied, but she always made room for Fred’s talented mouth. It was then, in college, that Buffy realized she went both ways and truly became aware of how to receive and give the perfect tongue job.
‘End Flashback’
Buffy followed the brunette to the bathroom, keeping an eye out for any other ‘nosy’ customers lingering about. When she got into the plush ladies’s room, Buffy spied her target’s boot covered feet from under the stall door. She began to rinse her face off, for may reasons, with cool water and waited for her prey to come out of the stall.
The girl soon appeared, scurried up to the sinks and scrubbed her hands until they shown pink with cleanliness. Buffy smirked, ‘a real clean one,’ she thought, ‘good. I like them clean and neat.’
“Hello,” Buffy smiled at the girl, who blushed when she looked into the shorter, blond woman’s green eyes.
“Hey,” the brunette responded, obviously well aware of the vibes that passed between the two of them, earlier. “What’s up?”
the girl added, almost shyly.
“Not much. By the way, I’m Buffy Summers. I own this dump,” Buffy giggled as she reached out and took the girl’s hand in hers.
“Sandy Simpson,” the girl nodded as she took Buffy’s hand in hers, kind of nervously. Buffy made sure to hold this Sandy’s hand, just a tad longer then necessary.
“You like my place?” Buffy asked, innocently enough as she made sure Sandy noticed her eyeing her up and down, suggestively.
“It is very nice, very plush,” Sandy responded, suddenly a little more friendlier then before.
“To tell you the truth,” Buffy continued in a low, husky voice, “my apartment, upstairs? The one I use when I’m here? It’s real plush,” she grinned at the awed young woman and winked, mischiviously.
“Maybe you’d like to ‘see’ my apartment?” Buffy offered, licking her famous lips, slowly.
“Yes,” Sandy replied, her brown eyes half closed in thought, “I think I would.”
“Good,” Buffy purred as she ran her slim fingers down Sandy’s plump little face, “ditch your friends and ask the bartender to show you the way.” With that, Buffy spun about and left the bathroom, intent on speaking to Xander Harris, her bartender for the night.
“Xand,” she called from the back room, “tell Andrew to take over, need to talk to you.”
Xander Harris, big, comfortable, built like a fucking bull Xander Harris sauntered into the back room and closed the door. He eyed his employer up and down, easily detecting that she’d made a killling in the clug tonight.
He grinned, slyly, “so,” he chuckled, “is it the two no neck jocks or the ‘fuck me I’m yours’ brunette girl?” He plopped down next to Buffy, grabbing her bare knee with his meaty hand.
“Fuck me, I’m yours,” Buffy giggled back, running her tiny hand up Xander’s thigh, to his crotch. “Too bad,” Buffy pouted, “that you’re tied up with your girl Anya tonight. Could have had a threesome with the babe in the leather skirt, huh?”
“Yeah,” Xander sighed loudly, “but Anya is only here for a week. Gotta’ give her all my attention and then, well,” he grinned, evilly, “who knows what may ‘come’ next week, eh?”
“You are a pig, Xander,” Buffy chuckled as she flopped onto his lap and rubbed her ass against his cock. “But I like you, you know?”
“Nah,” he laughed good-naturedly, “you just like my ten inch cock, Summers, that’s all.”
“True,” Buffy giggled again, leaning in to kiss his nice mouth. “But I really do like you, ten inch and all!” She began to laugh, hysterically and leapt off of Xander’s nice lap.
“Maybe I’ll film my fucks for the next week,” she promised with a sly wink at the bar tender, “get you reved up after your honey leaves for Frisco? Make that ten inch of yours stand at attention and perform it’s duty to me, eh?” With a blown kiss, Buffy told Xander to show Sandy to her apartment upstairs, then told him goodnight.