Snippet; Girls Night In

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Disclaimers; Joss owns them and probably wouldn't consider this scene in any future eps. Too bad.

Well, this one came from last Saturday's Talk City chatroom. I just started it there, and this is what came out. Don't hurt me. Assume this takes place after the inevitable ressurection at the start of Season Six, and everyone's just used to having Buffy back.

Oh and this is pure smut, just so you know. Rating NC-17

Summary; PWP with the girls. You want a plot?

Girls Night In
by Kirayoshi

"Thanks for having me over," Anya smiled as Willow descended into the hot tub with her. "I can't believe that Xander could be so insensitive. I mean, it's the second anniversary of the first time we orgasmed together, and he's out with Giles and Spike!"

"Men," Willow rolled her eyes up in mock exasperation, she didn't really want a detailed account of Anya's relationship with Xander. "That's why I swore them off."

"Really?" Anya cast her a sidelong glance, an amused smile forming at her lips. "I thought that you swore off guys because Tara gave you better orgasms!"

"HEY!" Willow's voice rose a bit at Anya's typical bald comment, and she splashed warm water at Anya. "I'll have you know that my relationship with Tara is not exclusively about sex! We have a connection, we have fun together, we connect on so many levels. It's so much more than just sex between us!"

"Okay, okay," Anya surrendered, "it's more than orgasms. Got it. But still," she added with a knowing wink, "the orgasms with Tara are great, aren't they?"

Willow grinned wickedly. "Yeah, they are." A sudden glance, and she added, "How do you know about that sort of thing? The lesbian thing, I mean. I though you were straight!"

"Hey," Anya defended. "I've been around for over a thousand years, and I spent most of that time hating men, what else am I gonna do? Masturbate for all that time?" Willow laughed at Anya's observation. "You mean you're more bi than straight?"

"You got it," Anya sidled up closer to Willow, and took her hand in her own.

"Uh, Anya?" Willow asked quietly. "You are wearing a swimsuit, right?"

"Why?" Anya asked innocently. "It's just us girls, isn't it?"

"Uh yeah," Willow nodded, willing herself to relax. "Us girls who get off on other girls. And girls who look real sexy, and..." Before she could continue, she found Anya's lips firmly planted on her own. Shocked at first, she found herself warming to Anya's touch, and opened her mouth slightly. Anya took the initiative, and pushed her tongue into the Wiccan's mouth. Willow reveled in this new contact, but feared how the others would take it.

She was about to find out. "Hey, girls," a teasing voice called from the door of the jacuzzi room. "Thinking of starting without us?" Willow craned her neck, and saw Tara and Buffy walking toward the tub's edge, each wearing white terry cloth bathrobes. They slowly shed their robes, revealing that they hadn't bothered to wear their swimsuits either. Willow's eyes were riveted to this incredible sight, as the two nude and luscious blonds climbed into the tub, and slid up next to Willow, sandwiching Willow and Tara between Buffy and Anya.

Willow glanced at Anya, who was sporting a knowing grin on her face. "Tara found out about my fight with Xander, and when I told her I was kinda bi, she invited me over." She kissed Willow on the nose, announcing, "I'm your birthday gift!"

"Happy Birthday, Willow," Tara turned Willow's head to hers, and gave her a slow, loving kiss on the lips. Buffy leaned across Tara, and added, "Happy B-Day, sweetie," and kissed her lips hungrily. Willow sat silently, amid a circle of lovers, a Cheshire Cat smile splitting her face.

"I'm kinda surprised that Buffy's here, though," Anya admitted as she reached behind Willow's back to untie her bikini top. "Not that I object, of course," she amended as she admired Buffy's naked form, "it's just that I thought she only got her orgasms with guys."

"Considering the quality of the men in my life the last few years," Buffy smirked, as she worked her arm around Tara and started to caress the blond witch's nipple, "change is good."

"Willow and I invited Buffy over after Riley dumped her," Tara explained as she leaned back into the Slayer's embrace. "She was sad, she needed comfort, so we comforted her, and well, one thing led to another, and--"

"We've been semi-regular orgasm partners since," Buffy grinned happily. "Like I said last year, Birthdays without Boyfriends, new tradition."

"And a lovely tradition it is," Willow chuckled, as suddenly three pairs of hands began to caress her body. Tara maneuvered Willow in front of her, and slowly worked her breasts, while Anya and Buffy each claimed a thigh. 

"Actually," Tara whispered in Willow's ear, "this was Buffy's idea. You admitted that you found Anya attractive the other week, so we invited her to come over. Uh, n-no pun intended."

"But since the subject came up," Anya leaned forward, and kissed Willow again. This time, there was no hesitation on the redhead's part, as she sucked Anya's tongue into her mouth, and moaned at the touches she was enjoying. The three of them lifted Willow's body, so her lovely ass was sitting on the edge of the pool. Tara pulled the slipknot on Willow's bikini bottom, revealing the center of her desire.

"Anya," Buffy announced, as she slowly kissed her way up Willow's tummy, stopping at the tip of her breast, "since you're a guest here, the honor of first eating out is yours."

Anya grinned hungrily, gazing at the offered copper-haired pussy before her. Tara and Buffy had each claimed a breast in their lips and were suckling at a slow and steady rhythm. Anya lowered herself, slowly kissing and licking from Willow's belly button down, her tongue tracing a heated path toward Willow's core. The wiccan moaned and squirmed at each touch, each lick. Anya savored the taste of this lovely creature, as her lips descended on Willow's waiting pussy. She tasted Willow's wanting, as Willow's desire made her wetter than she remembered being for a long time. "Oh Goddess!" she hissed as Anya's tongue entered her, slowly thrusting forward and back as the ex-demon drank her juices greedily. Buffy and Tara continued their oral assault on Willow's coral nipples, but they also reached across her, each taking in her hand the other's pussy, and they started thrusting their hands into each other, in rhythm with Anya's tonguing.

Willow writhed on Anya's tongue, unable to hold out for much longer. Her cries of pleasure ripped out of her as the orgasm took her, and her body bucked against Anya's mouth, but the auburn haired woman held on, never letting go of Willow's inner core until she had wrung out her last spasms. Buffy and Tara orgasmed almost immediately after, driven by their lover's own pleasure and the hands in their pussies. Willow, weakened as she usually was after such a powerful orgasm, lay down on the deck by the side of the tub, and motioned for Anya to join her. "You're the only one who hasn't come," she observed. "We can't have that, can we?"

"What did you have in mind?" Anya asked eagerly. Willow said nothing, she just leaned forward, and took Anya's right breast in her mouth, plunging her fingers into Anya's waiting pussy. Buffy feasted on Anya's other breast, while Tara kissed her lovingly on her mouth. Under these three women's gentle ministrations, it wasn't long before Anya shuddered with her own orgasm. Willow slowly pulled her hand out, but continued to touch and caress her cleft, drawing out another brief tremor of pleasure.

For about twenty minutes after, the four women just lay together, cuddling, kissing and groping each other, reveling in a sweet afterglow. "We should have these girls-only nights more often," Anya purred into Willow's ear. 

"No problem there," Willow murmured back. Buffy kissed her lightly on the lips, saying "Happy birthday, honey."

Anya stroked Willow's face lovingly, commenting, "And all this time, I thought you wanted to steal Xander away from me, not the other way around."

"Hello," Willow growled, her desire recovering from her earlier satiation, "gay now." She took Anya's lips with her own, and kissed her with a growing passion.

"Aren't we all?" Buffy snickered, bringing about a laughing fit among the others. Laughs soon turned to moans of desire, as the four women returned their attentions to each other's bodies. The night had just begun.

FINIS


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