Re: FIC: Fanfic? (2/2) NC-17

["jend1205" <jend2002@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Damn I go away for a couple of days and I miss the good stuff, Hot 
very hot. Jen





--- In buffywantswillow@y..., "Red Willow" <reddwillow@h...> wrote:
> Title: Fanfic? (or, Festival of the Fist!)
> Author: Red Willow
> Disclaimer: All characters and reference to belong to Joss Whedon, 
Mutant 
> Enemy, and all them other peeps. I'm just using them to make my own 
fun.  
> Girl/Girl lovin' ahead. You no like, you no read.
> Pairing: B/W
> Rating: NC-17
> Summary: Buffy finds out about Willow's nifty new fanfic hobby, 
and gets a 
> few ideas of her own. There's really no plot, why kid myself. Smut 
> ensues... hold on tight!
> Notes: thanks to theBear for letting me see something a little 
clearer, and 
> to mudrat for the great inspiration and encouraging me to meet my 
smut 
> quota.
> Feedback? oh yes please!
> 
> ***
> 
> Buffy slammed Willow into the wall as soon as they reached the top 
step, 
> devouring her mouth with a ferocity that had the red head's entire 
body 
> aflame. They pressed into each other trying to squeeze the atoms 
between 
> them out of the way in need of absolute contact. Buffy tore at 
Willow's 
> shirt, ripping the light cotton material in her eagerness for bare 
skin.  
> Willow didn't care, all she wanted was the Slayer's naked form 
pressed 
> against her, moving with her, sliding into her, and when she heard 
the dull 
> tear of her panties under Buffy's searching hand, it didn't even 
register.
> 
> Somehow they managed to stagger down the hall to their bedroom, 
despite 
> their lip-locked embrace and fight with offending clothes wear. 
Willow's 
> shirt fell to the floor first, followed by Buffy's, and then 
Willow's skirt. 
> By the time they hit the wall near their bedroom door, they were 
> completely naked, a trail of clothes scattered behind them.
> 
> Buffy broke from the kiss, panting hard with her forehead against 
her 
> lover's. One look into the deep green eyes in front of her and 
Buffy knew 
> Willow was ready for her, even without her fingers already sliding 
up and 
> down the witch's seeping slit, coated in her thick juices. The 
thought of 
> what they were about to enter into nearly brought the Slayer to her 
knees in 
> want. She was going to be inside Willow, stretching her wider and 
burrowing 
> deeper than she'd ever before. Her fingers would become her entire 
hand, an 
> extension of herself absorbed into her lover, holding the very core 
of 
> Willow's sex.
> 
> When they hit the bed, Willow scraped her nails down the toned 
muscles of 
> her girlfriend's shoulders, feeling wet lips and teeth along her 
neck and 
> collarbone. Her weeping cunt throbbed in angry need, opening and 
expanding 
> in eager anticipation to be filled and rocked. She arched up, 
pushing her 
> breast against Buffy's mouth as she felt the thrilling dart and 
swirl of the 
> Slayer's skilled tongue on her erect flesh.
> 
> Willow let out a low moan against her bitten bottom lip and tangled 
her 
> fingers through her girlfriend's shiny blonde locks, pulling 
tightly on the 
> hair. Buffy growled around her lover's stiff peak, loving the 
slight pain 
> the hair-tug caused.
> 
> "Use your teeth." Willow instructed, pushing her breasts forcibly 
against 
> Buffy's mouth.
> 
> The Slayer went from one firm breast to the other, trailing hungry 
kisses in 
> the valley between. She rolled the rosy peaks with her tongue 
before 
> sucking them into her mouth where she roughly raked her teeth 
across them.  
> Willow jerked with every rough yet pleasurable touch, eliciting 
high-pitched 
> moans from deep within her.
> 
> Willow was literally dripping in need, her hot liquid seeping out 
between 
> her slick lips and running down between her ass cheeks. With every 
push and 
> brush from her girlfriend's thigh, Willow fell closer and closer to 
release. 
> Wanting only the slightest bit of friction to bring her over the 
edge, she 
> pushed up to meet the smooth bare skin of her lover's leg, feeling 
herself 
> slide easily against it, squishing her wet folds back against her 
hard nub 
> that ached and jumped in desperate need for attention.
> 
> Buffy pressed forward with her thigh, securing Willow's first 
orgasm. As 
> the waves washed through her lover's body, Buffy slipped her hand 
under her 
> thigh and between the soaked folds of Willow's sex. She latched 
her mouth 
> onto the red head's neck and sucked, greedy with hunger, pulling 
the pale 
> flesh in her mouth sharply. Moving her leg back to have more room 
in which 
> to maneuver, Buffy slipped three fingers into Willow easily, her 
sex open 
> and waiting to be fitted and filled. She began a steady thrust, 
curling her 
> fingers upward to graze against the ridged secret spot Buffy knew 
all too 
> well. Pressing the pad of her thumb just to the side of Willow's 
clit, the 
> Slayer made small circles around the knotted flesh.
> 
> "Oh Gods? Buffy?" Willow moaned, bringing her knees up higher and 
pushing 
> back with her hips to meet her girlfriend's thrusts. "Oh fuck? you 
feel so 
> good?"
> "You like that, baby?" The slayer asked her in between lapping at 
Willow's 
> pale, freckled flesh; she absolutely loved the taste of her lover's 
skin, 
> never able to get enough.
> "Oh yeah? Oh? just like that?" Willow brought her hips down hard 
against 
> Buffy's quickening pace, feeling the pressure build in her 
belly. "Baby, 
> fuck me? Harder!" she demanded.
> 
> Buffy brought her fingers almost completely out before slamming 
back into 
> her lover with an added finger, stretching Willow's channel. The 
red head 
> screamed out in affirmation, bringing her hips up to meet the 
meatier 
> pounding the Slayer was providing. Buffy thrust fiercely, feeling 
Willow's 
> muscles tense and jump around her fingers. She circled the witch's 
clit in 
> rhythm with her thrusts, her thumb sliding up when her fingers 
slammed in, 
> and back down when they slid out.
> 
> "Oh? Oh! Don't stop!"
> "I won't baby, I won't?" Buffy breathed out, her hair hanging 
around her 
> face as beads of sweat gathered on her brow.
> "Fuck me Slayer!"
> 
> Willow reached up, finding the brass bars of the headboard and lay 
a death 
> grip on them, her small biceps popping up in her strain against the 
roar of 
> her second orgasm as it crashed through her, sending her body into 
a fit of 
> shudders. Buffy continued in her effort as Willow's body shook and 
her mind 
> raced to all points not currently connected with reality.
> 
> "Oh fuckin' shit!"
> 
> It was exactly what Buffy had been waiting for. As Willow's orgasm 
ripped 
> through her, the blonde tucked her thumb into the palm of her hand 
and 
> pressed her fist into her lover's slick channel until she couldn't 
anymore.  
> Almost the entire way in, her knuckles just barely past the wet 
ring of 
> muscle holding it back.
> 
> Willow's eyes shot open and she let out a silent cry. Buffy 
hovered above 
> her, watching with intense eyes, the reaction from the witch.  
Willow met 
> her gaze and the two stayed locked like that for a few silent 
moments until 
> Willow nodded, giving the silent okay for Buffy to keep going.
> 
> "Are you all right?" The Slayer asked the love of her life.
> "Uh huh? hurts a little? but feels?" She didn't finish as she 
closed her 
> eyes momentarily and let herself open up around Buffy's hand.
> 
> Buffy pressed on, inching her knuckles and the larger part of her 
hand past 
> the tight wall that threatened to stop her. She continued to stare 
intently 
> at Willow, noting how her lover's facial features changed from 
pleasure to 
> pain and then back again. She twisted her hand sideways, back and 
forth 
> slowly as if trying to screw her fist into the hole. She pressed 
the heel of 
> her free hand against Willow's clit, applying pressure in a subtle 
circle.  
> With every twist of her girlfriend's hand, Willow shut her eyes 
tighter, 
> then relaxed as Buffy moved further into her.
> 
> "Wait." Willow gasped, letting the burning in her sex where it 
gripped 
> Buffy's hand subside.
> 
> She reached her hand out, fingering the draw of their nightstand 
until she 
> got it partway open. Inside were their toys. Organized neatly into 
little 
> bags or boxes. Buffy stayed her hand and dragged her eyes from 
Willow's 
> flushed face to their nightstand. She nodded, and without 
withdrawing from 
> her, reached up with her other hand and grabbed the bottle of lube 
they kept 
> there.
> 
> "Sorry." Willow said quietly, embarrassed at being the one to want 
this, yet 
> not able to take her lover's hand.
> "Shh?" Buffy smiled and twisted her hand out a couple of inches as 
gently as 
> possible and poured the lubricant around her hand.
> 
> "Tell me when you're ready." She told Willow.
> "I'm ready." Willow nodded, relaxing herself.
> "Are you sure?"
> 
> Buffy didn't want to do anything Willow wasn't ready for. This 
wasn't just 
> about making her lover feel good; this was about trust and 
understanding.  
> She knew Willow wanted this, but wouldn't press on if she felt 
Willow 
> couldn't take any more. The entire situation was intense. The 
witch and 
> the Slayer were experiencing something they'd never ventured into 
before. 
> Willow was offering a part of herself to Buffy that no one had ever 
> possessed or touched. And Buffy was overwhelmed with emotion at her 
lover's 
> willingness to submit to her in such a way.
> 
> Willow nodded and grinned.
> 
> "I want your fist inside me Slayer."
> 
> Buffy raised an eyebrow at Willow's bluntness but continued to 
create 
> friction against her tight knot. Willow's soft moans became louder 
as Buffy 
> pressed forward, the lubricant coating her hand making it much 
easier to 
> ease into Willow's body. She could feel Willow reflexively trying 
to clench 
> down on her hand and then relaxing, just has her facial features 
changed.
> 
> Willow was riding on the edge of an intense orgasm. The steady 
pressure of 
> Buffy's hand on her clit and the continued effort of penetration 
made her 
> entire body hum and buzz with the expectation of release. She 
rocked up 
> against Buffy's hand, trying to stay relaxed, yet clenching her 
thighs, 
> knowing she was close.
> Knowing what was happening in Willow's body, Buffy tensed her arm 
and pushed 
> forward in one fluid motion, putting her entire body behind the 
effort. She 
> felt her sex jump and plea for release as Willow's cunt blossomed 
around her 
> hand and her knuckles finally popped under the tight ring of 
muscle, 
> allowing the rest of her hand and wrist to slide along inviting 
velvety 
> walls.
> 
> Willow cried out, both in pleasure and pain as Buffy's fist finally 
sank 
> into her and the building pressure in her stomach from her lover's 
steady 
> ministrations let loose. She arched up off the bed, yanking at the 
balled 
> bunches of sheets in her hands and bucked in rhythm with the bright 
sheets 
> of energy that slammed through her. Buffy stayed her fist though, 
neither 
> rocking nor twisting, simply rode out the orgasm with her lover, 
feeling 
> Willow's muscles spasm and clench around her hand.
> 
> Kneeling in between Willow's legs, with one hand on the tight 
jumble of 
> nerves she could never get enough of and her other hand deep inside 
her 
> lover, Buffy thought she might orgasm without contact. Her hips 
moved on 
> their own, and she could feel her wetness trickling out between her 
swollen 
> outer lips. Her sex gaped and throbbed for attention, but she 
ignored it the 
> best she could, instead focusing all her time and energy on Willow.
> 
> Willow would never be able to describe the feeling of having her 
lover's 
> fist inside her. She felt stretched and full, unlike anything she'd 
ever 
> experienced and it was absolutely wonderful to be possessed in such 
an 
> intimate manner.
> 
> "Are you okay?" Buffy kept her hand still and curled into a tight 
fist, her 
> eyes never leaving Willow's.
> "Oh yeah? Oh Goddess? it feels? you feel so good inside me."
> 
> Buffy groaned, feeling a sharp ache down deep in her sex that was 
almost 
> painful. Her legs shook and she had to shut her eyes tight, 
clenching her 
> jaw muscles, in order to ignore the scream her cunt seemed to throw 
at her.
> 
> Willow reached down and wrapped her slim fingers around Buffy's 
forearm just 
> before it disappeared inside her. The Slayer opened her eyes and 
looked at 
> Willow, thinking the girl wanted her to start moving her hand. But 
the red 
> head had a crooked smile on her face that told her she had other 
plans.
> 
> "What?" Buffy asked softly.
> "Here." Willow nudged Buffy's side with her leg. "I want to see 
you? while 
> your hand's?"
> 
> Buffy grinned, realizing what Willow wanted.
> 
> "You want to see me what?" The blonde couldn't really wait, she 
needed 
> release so bad it was beginning to be painful, but hearing Willow 
tell her 
> what she wanted only fueled the fire that burned between her legs.
> 
> Willow swallowed and clenched her PC muscles, gripping her lover's 
hand 
> tighter as if to pull it further into her.
> 
> "I want to see you come." Willow met Buffy's eyes, noting the need 
in her 
> eyes, yet admiring the strength and will it took to hold back, to 
continue 
> their game. "I? need? to watch you come? with your hand inside me."
> 
> Without another word, the Slayer propped herself up with her free 
hand and 
> straddled the witch's bent leg, resting her dripping sex just above 
the 
> knee. With short, steady movements, Buffy began to ride her 
lover's thigh.  
> She let out soft grunts with every forward thrust, knowing it would 
only 
> take a few more to finally obtain release. She moved her fist 
inside 
> Willow, bringing it back but a mere millimeter before pushing 
forward again.
> 
> The pleasure Willow felt was unparalleled. Watching Buffy bring 
herself 
> off, the sway of her breasts as she thrust forward, the way the tip 
of her 
> tongue caressed her bottom lip was giving her immense satisfaction, 
just as 
> watching her masturbate always did. But seeing the promise of 
orgasm dance 
> across her lover's face and body was only the beginning of her 
pleasure.  
> Inside her, Buffy's hand worked in short jabs, pressing into and 
along every 
> inch of her channel, quickly building to another orgasm.
> 
> "Oh? yeah baby?" Willow moaned, not moving her hips, just clenching 
her 
> muscles around the moving hand.
> 
> Willow reached up and cupped Buffy's cheek, her thumb on her chin.  
Buffy 
> momentarily met her gaze before shutting her eyes tight and biting 
hard on 
> her bottom lip. Her orgasm passed through her hard, shooting up 
through her 
> center in a hot bolt of energy that made her shake unsteadily.
> 
> She hardly made a sound, simply rode out her orgasm, and thankful 
for the 
> relief, though she knew it was nowhere near what she really needed. 
That 
> could wait though, she reasoned, today was for Willow. Looking down 
at her 
> lover, she saw Willow's flushed face, her mouth hanging open, and 
her eyes 
> dark and dilated. She kept up the movement with her hand, deciding 
to push 
> the witch as far as she could.
> 
> When Willow felt Buffy's tempo change, she thought she'd orgasm 
right away, 
> but instead she rode on the edge of ecstasy, right up to the edge, 
yet never 
> over it. Any other time and it would have frustrated her; she 
would have 
> sought release in the movement of her hips, the friction against 
her clit, 
> anything to push her into that bright state of pleasure. Now 
though, being 
> on the edge gripped her and held her tight, and she loved every 
second of 
> it.
> 
> Buffy pulled her hand out until her knuckles met that tight ring of 
muscle. 
> She held it there and locked eyes with Willow again. She mouthed `I 
love 
> you' and when Willow nodded Buffy slammed her hand back into her 
lover as 
> far as it would go.
> 
> "Oh Gods!!" Willow screamed, the sensations running through her 
body 
> reaching as far as her fingertips and toes.
> 
> Again Buffy pulled out to her knuckles and slammed back into her, 
rough, but 
> careful not to hurt her. She kept her eyes on the face of her 
girlfriend, 
> noting every line and curve that shifted with the movement of her 
hand, with 
> the pleasure and pain Willow experienced. Buffy picked up a 
thrusting 
> rhythm, slow and rough, but steady along Willow's expanding and 
contracting 
> walls. She could feel the girl's sex blooming, opening up to her 
even more 
> now that she was really starting to fuck her.
> 
> Willow's moans became the score in which they moved to. 
Indistinguishable, 
> yet laced in affirmation and bliss, they floated from her mouth, 
weaving 
> their way around and between her and Buffy as if securing the 
connection 
> between them.
> 
> Buffy slipped off of Willow's thigh and brought it around her waist 
where it 
> tightened its hold. The red head slid her thumb along Buffy's 
lips, wanting 
> to feel her lover's face, and felt the blonde's tongue dart out to 
taste it. 
> She slipped it inside and Buffy happily nibbled and sucked on the 
small 
> digit while increasing her steady thrust into her lover.
> 
> Willow's whole body shifted upward and then back down with Buffy's 
> increasing momentum. She felt as if Buffy was not only touching her 
sex but 
> also reaching up into the rest of her. The Slayer's touch was so 
deep, that 
> Willow thought she might reach her very soul. The pressure in her 
was 
> steadily building to a level she hadn't felt before and she 
couldn't decide 
> if she wanted to continue in this fashion or finally obtain 
release. Both 
> prospects held the promise of absolute pleasure and Willow knew it 
couldn't 
> be her that held the decision tonight.
> 
> As if speaking her thoughts out loud, Buffy quickened her pace, 
slamming 
> into her lover's body with all the passion and lust that was 
building up 
> inside her. Quick, hard jabs made her muscles ripple and jump with 
her 
> effort. Slayer strength and stamina definitely had its advantages 
in the 
> bedroom.
> 
> Willow trailed her fingers down Buffy's face, down the length of 
her neck, 
> and came to rest over Buffy's pounding heart. She moaned and 
groaned, 
> arching into her lover's hard pounding, and tightened her grip 
around 
> Buffy's waist.
> 
> Buffy glanced at her girlfriend's hand on her heart and felt an 
overwhelming 
> sense of completeness fill her. She was with the woman she loved, 
had 
> always loved, and they were connecting in a way their previous 
lovemaking 
> had never allowed them to before.
> 
> "Willow." Buffy breathed out her girlfriend's name like a kiss.
> "Yes?" The red head was barely able to speak, so lost in the 
sensations that 
> were bombarding her body.
> "Touch yourself."
> 
> Willow nodded, willing do anything Buffy told her. She belonged to 
the 
> Slayer and trusted her implicitly.
> 
> She brought her hand down to her sex, first touching Buffy's 
forearm and 
> then wrist as the Slayer brought her hand out a few inches before 
slamming 
> it back in. Willow slid her wet fingers up to the hard jumble of 
nerves at 
> the top of her sex and set to encircling it with a slow steady 
rhythm.
> 
> "Faster." Instructed Buffy.
> 
> Without a word, Willow increased her touch, feeling her skin 
stretch 
> downward every time Buffy pushed her fist into her. She assaulted 
her clit 
> with two fingers, pushing down and back up in some semblance of a 
circle.  
> She could hear the wet of her sex click around Buffy's pounding 
hand as she 
> brought her hips down to meet the harder thrusts. Willow's sex was 
so open 
> and loose now, that Buffy was able to bring her entire hand out 
before 
> ramming it back in, impaling Willow onto her forearm.
> 
> "Oh! Holy fuck! Buffy!"
> 
> When the bright white fire of her orgasm crashed through her, 
Willow jerked 
> and twisted in absolute pleasure. Orgasmic waves spiked through 
her, 
> touching every ounce of her, connecting everything to her center.
> 
> "Yes? oh Goddess yes!"
> 
> Leaving her clit in favor of anything else to grab on to, she 
clawed Buffy's 
> shoulder with fingers still slick of her own juices, while the 
other pulled 
> at a brass bar of the headboard mercilessly. Her hips bucked 
wildly, meeting 
> Buffy's continued thrust even as her orgasm continued to ravage her 
body.
> 
> Buffy was in awe. Never once had Willow responded in such a 
manner. Oh, 
> she'd been wild, and had had intense orgasms that made her thrash 
about 
> under Buffy's care, but this was altogether different. Different 
and 
> wonderful. Buffy made a mental note to encourage her lover to read 
more 
> fanfic if it lead to this.
> 
> Willow brought her hand to her sex again, beginning a renewed 
effort at 
> orgasm and Buffy, seeing this, quickened her pace yet again. She 
slammed her 
> fist down deep into Willow's cunt for all she was worth over and 
over, 
> pounding her into the mattress.
> 
> "Sweet mother?" Buffy breathed out, her sex dripping and jumping on 
the 
> verge of release.
> 
> It didn't take long before Willow was in complete rapture. Her 
hips bucked 
> up against Buffy and she brought both hands up to the blonde's 
shoulders, 
> digging her hails in, creating tiny half moons over the red ones 
left 
> moments before.
> 
> "Oh Buffy, Buffy, Buffy!" She chanted the Slayer's name again and 
again as 
> she clung to the last thread of her orgasm.
> 
> Slowly and very gently, Buffy withdrew her fist from Willow after 
letting 
> the witch completely calm from her high. Willow wrapped her arms 
around the 
> Slayer and pulled her to her tightly, feeling saddened by the 
emptiness left 
> behind, but complete with her lover as well. They kissed softly, 
their 
> tongues dancing in each other's mouths as Willow's hands found 
Buffy's 
> breasts and manipulated her nipples.
> 
> "Oh? shit?" Buffy broke from the kiss, her sex throbbing harder 
than ever. 
> "Willow?"
> 
> Willow kissed the Slayer's cheek, and then trailed soft kisses down 
her neck 
> to her chest. She traced her fingers in small circles over Buffy's 
body, 
> feeling the woman beneath her tremble in anticipation.
> 
> "Wait." Buffy said softly, stopping her girlfriend. "Aren't you?? I 
mean? 
> you must be exhausted."
> "I am? but I can't have my Slayer suffering, can I?" Willow winked 
at her 
> lover before moving further down and attaching her mouth to the 
smooth firm 
> flesh of Buffy's stomach.
> 
> Buffy closed her eyes and tried to be patient, tried to relax and 
enjoy 
> Willow's tender touch. But the ache in her sex was overpowering and 
she 
> needed release bad. She pushed down on Willow's shoulder, urging 
her between 
> her legs. Willow simply grinned and complied. Her own sex felt 
swollen and 
> sore, yet it didn't bother her. It was similar to the times Buffy 
had used 
> the paddle, her ass was bruised the next day, and sometimes it hurt 
to sit, 
> but it was worth it.
> 
> Willow took in the sight of her lover's glistening sex. Buffy's 
juices were 
> smeared as far as her thighs and her slick swollen lips were 
practically 
> begging to be licked clean. She inhaled deeply the rich musky 
scent of her 
> lover before bringing her lips down to meet the lips of Buffy's 
sex. She 
> kissed them softly, flicking her tongue out to dip into the tangy 
liquid.  
> She hungered for the Slayer's taste, craved the power she held over 
her when 
> she licked the hot folds of her sex, when she sucked the hard 
jumble of 
> nerves into her mouth, when she fucked her with her tongue.
> 
> The witch was going to show her Slayer just how grateful she was 
for the 
> gift she'd received. She'd show her for the rest of the week if 
that were 
> what it took.
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> "What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound
> anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that
> as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like
> beautiful music."
> -Soren Kierkegaard
> 
> stealing someone's idea is worse than stealing their car.
> - Tricia Warden, 'One'
> 
> Memento Mori.
> 
> 
> 
> 
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