Re: Anne-Lise's Snippets (Edition 14)

[buffythebushkangaroo@xxxxxxxxxxx]

> I can not repeat CAN NOT keep up with your snippets, 
> but don't stop:) hehe

Its a shame that people seem to like my snippets, yet when I try 
(with Fox) to do something more epic, no-one notices or gives a damn. 
I think sokuseisaibai may be killed before its even got started.

> as for massages If you're offering snippets for massages 
> well let me be the first in line to give you a nice, deep, 
> penetrating, ahh..er....massage,

I've never had a massage from a Panda before... It might be quite 
fun! Count me in.

I dare you to write it as a fanfic, with Buffy and Willow as our 
guests...

*mischievous giggle*

Or hell, I might write it...

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"I'm cold," Tara shivered. She looked up from her pulp romance 
novel. "Would someone turn up the air conditioning a little?"
"If you'd put some clothes on," Willow teased, "you wouldn't be so 
cold!"
"You're no help." Tara sighed and gave Buffy her most imploring 
gaze. "Buffy?"
"Mmm?" Buffy looked up from her own reading material: What Martial 
Arts.
"I'm cold," Tara pouted. "And Willow's being no help at all!"
"Buffy to the rescue!" The Slayer gracefully rolled and dived on top 
of Tara who dissolved into a fit of giggles.
"I only meant for you to turn up the AC..." she murmured as Buffy 
nibbled delectably on her earlobe.
"Oh." Buffy kissed Tara's nose. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Oh god, n...no!"
Buffy skimmed off her own panties and shrugged out of her tank top. 
Soon, the peace of Tara's apartment was rent with gasps and pants, 
groans and harsh breathing.
Willow felt her own arousal and a pang of jealousy. That it was 
Tara who was feeling the not-so-tender ministrations of Buffy's 
fingers, and not her, gave Willow overwhelming feelings of envy.
"Oh yes," Tara groaned, her voice altered by excitement and passion.
Tara writhed on her back as Buffy's hand massaged and caressed her 
breasts. Buffy's other hand travelled down between her thighs, 
fingers sliding through warm moistness and thumb grinding against her 
clit.
Buffy noticed Willow's attentive (and jealous) gaze as she kissed 
Tara's lips with an aching passion, and she smiled an encouragement 
to Willow who finally gave in to the urge to join them.
Shyly, Willow pushed Buffy over onto her back then slid her hand 
onto her belly. She began to stroke Buffy's stomach as she leaned 
forward and kissed her full on the lips. Buffy returned the kiss, 
then moaned as Tara's hand slid down onto her aching pussy. Willow's 
kiss grew heated, her lips divinely pliant as her hands described 
pleasant circles. 
Buffy was breathing heavier. She reached over and grabbed Willow 
behind the neck, pulling her face down to her chest. Eagerly, 
Willow's lips sought out Buffy's nipple, and she sucked avidly before 
pulling back to lap her tongue across the small, hard bud.
Tara's mouth found Buffy's as she manoeuvred herself around Willow 
for another deep kiss, her hand continuing to stroke Buffy's clit. 
Willow found herself being pushed away from Buffy's breasts and she 
squealed her frustration.
"Hey!" Willow cried, louder than she'd intended.
"What?" Tara's hand came away from Buffy's sex as she sat back. 
Buffy pulled herself upright.
"What's wrong?" Buffy asked, before catching the pouting look Willow 
gave her. "Oh!" Buffy gave Tara a wicked grin. "I think Willow's 
feeling just a little left out."
Tara's smile lit up. "I think w...we can fix that!" she said 
determinedly.
"Hey!" Willow made a half-hearted attempt to evade Tara.
Buffy grinned. "Its not like you to fight back!" she claimed.
"Yeah, well. Fighting *is* against my nature," Willow agreed. "But 
only because I'm so poor at it!"
She launched herself at the Slayer who ticklehugged her to the 
floor. Tara sat on her legs to stop her wriggling away.
"You're ours now," Buffy said.
Willow smiled, submitting to the dominant pair. "Wasn't I always?"