Fic: RR&R Book IV (1c/?) NC17 see header for pairings

Chapter 1 Continued

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‘It looks like we’ll be starting with desert!’ Dawn thought as they entered their apartment. The looks Xander had been giving her the whole trip home bespoke a hunger for something other than food.

‘Like I mind!’ she thought happily as Xander slammed the door behind him and immediately pushed her back against the kitchen area counter. She met his hard kiss with equal passion; hands in hair, tongues wrestling, bodies pressed together.

She moaned into his mouth as he grabbed her ass and lifted her up onto the counter, making for a much more comfortable angle to kiss. “Oh sugar,” she sighed, her head lolling back when he released her lips and began kissing his way down her throat.

‘Oh yeah, I love it when you do that!’ she thought as he sucked on her pulse-point, his hands moving down her sides until he went past the hem of her skirt. He made it as far as her knees—snugged around him on either side of his hips—before reversing course and sliding up the outsides of her thighs, under her skirt.

“Oh, Xander!” she panted as he pulled down her panties. She let go his hair and put her hands on the counter to lift herself up, clearing the way for him to remove them completely.

He released her neck and leaned back, stepping away so he could slide the purple satin material down her long legs.

‘Oh God!’ she thought as he stared into her eyes. ‘They’re almost black!’ she was amazed.

She smiled with both humor and lust as he brought her panties to his face, inhaling deeply.

“Perv!” she whispered indulgently.

“God, Dawn; you smell so good!” he said in a low, gravely voice.

Her smile fell, replaced by lust and desire. She licked her lips in eagerness of what was to come.

“Take off your clothes!” he instructed her, sending a jolt of energy straight to her core.

She quickly pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it aside. The bra quickly followed and she shivered with anticipation as he walked around the counter and headed for the refrigerator. Her flanks became covered in goose-bumps as she shucked her skirt and kicked off her shoes, sitting on the counter in nothing but bare skin.

“Lay back, kitten,” he instructed softly, opening a jar of their latest sex-toy. Mont Blanc dark chocolate syrup- with a touch of cream stirred in to keep it at the proper viscosity when it was refrigerator cold.

“God I love this,” she cried excitedly.

“You and me both!” he said huskily. He set down the open jar and stuck a metal spoon inside, leaving it there while he quickly shucked his own shirt and t-shirt.

‘I remember the first time we did this...the chocolate stains never did come out of that shirt!’ she thought humorously. ‘Still, it was so worth a new shirt!’

He took the spoon out of the chocolate and licked the inside clean. Then he painted her lips with the back side, immediately covering her mouth with his own and smearing the syrup over both of them, his coated tongue entering her mouth to caress hers.

‘Mmm, screw Hershey’s, this is what a chocolate kiss should taste like!’ she thought with a loud groan.

“Chocolate Dawn-kisses!” Xander huffed, licking his lips with apparent relish. “Definitely my new favorite candy!”

He took another spoonful and drizzled it over her left areola, causing it to contract into a hard knot of flesh. She gasped at the cold sensation, her whole breast quivering and covered in goose-bumps. He then painted the tip of her erect nipple with the back of the spoon, causing it to stand up proudly from the surrounding flesh. He ignored the way the syrup slowly dripped down from the peak while he anointed her right breast in the same manner.

He waited until she mewled in frustration before slowly licking her breasts clean, finishing each by sucking hard on the erect flesh capping them.

Her whole body was tingling as he drizzled a line of dark, chocolaty goodness from the hollow of her throat all the way down to her navel, creating a pool of dark-brown velvety liquid. Her moaning became almost constant as he slowly devoured the trail, taking his time with her belly-button, making sure to get every last molecule of chocolate out with his tongue.

“Do it sugar!” Dawn cried, her sex aching for the cold syrup, quickly followed by his warm tongue.

“Is this what you want?” he teased, holding a spoonful over her nether-lips, a cocky smile on his face.

“Yes!” she cried, desperation overtaking pride. ‘I’d happily beg for it right now!’ she thought, flushing slightly at the power of her need. “Please?” she added, having to fight to restrain her hips from jerking.

“Your wish is my command!” he said with a delighted smile.

‘Yes! God yes!’ Dawn exulted, gasping at the sensation of the cold chocolate pouring over her hot, wet pussy. “Xander!” she shrieked, an unexpected orgasm ripping through her as he rubbed the cold metal hard against her swollen clit.

“So freaking beautiful!” he grunted. He licked the spoon clean and then dove right in between her spread thighs, licking her chocolaty pussy clean of the combined syrup and girl-cum. He moaned loudly with pleasure as he licked and sucked, delving deeply inside her with his long, strong tongue.

He didn’t let up for long minutes until her body was again twitching—right on the cusp of orgasm. ‘I am the luckiest girl in the world!’ she thought blissfully right before screaming out his name again as he slid two fingers inside her to replace his tongue, which quickly went to work sucking the remaining chocolate off her clit.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm!” he hummed loudly as he prolonged her release.

By the time he was finished with her, she was sprawled out, boneless, eyes unfocused, and panting like she’d just run a marathon.

“We so owe Willow for finding this stuff!” Xander panted after ending the kiss.

“Oh yeah!” Dawn agreed breathily. “Of course, I already know how to pay her back,” she added.

“Really?” Xander said with an exaggerated waggle of his eyebrows.

“Well, she is a very sexy woman,” Dawn said thoughtfully. “Maybe we could, I dunno, tape it for you? Or maybe she’d even agree to let you watch?”

Xander’s eyes popped wide and his jaw sagged open, “Uhhhhh....”

“Gotcha!” Dawn laughed out loud. ‘Dang, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep a straight face!’ she thought, congratulating herself.

“Keep dreaming, Perv!” she added with no real rancor. ‘Willow is pretty hot...no, not going there. Time to thank sexy boyfriend for mind-blowing oral sex!’

“Cruel, evil, woman!” Xander muttered, a small smile on his face belying his complaint.

“Aww, lemme make it up to you!” she answered honey-sweet. She sat up and jumped down off the counter. She smiled widely when his breath quickened as she undid his belt and jeans. She couldn’t help but lick her lips in anticipation as she pushed his pants and boxer-briefs down to his ankles.

‘You’re gonna need to spread those legs a bit,’ she thought, quickly undoing his shoe laces so he could step out of his shoes and pants.

‘I love that,’ she thought when his erection twitched and his breath caught. ‘That’s right Sugar Bear, your Kitten’s gonna make you scream!’ she exulted.

She pushed him back so he was leaning against the counter, and then she spread his legs so she could kneel between his feet, his swollen cock right in front of her face.

She reached up and grabbed the Mont Blanc off of the counter and poured a good measure over his hard length, grinning at the hiss he made as the cold syrup hit his hot skin. “Mmm, I think it likes chocolate!” she teased, watching with pleasure as the wide head swelled even further, turning purple with blood.

She smoothed the chocolate over his dick, using it almost as a lubricant, slowly jacking him off. A large drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip and she licked it off. “Mmm,” she hummed loudly. “Chocolate syrup and Xander-sauce!” She smacked her lips with pleasure.

“God, Dawn!” he grunted through clenched teeth.

She moved her chocolate-covered hand down over his scrotum, smearing the velvety skin with the sweet syrup. ‘I thought he’d freak when I wanted to use the witchy hair-remover down here,’ she remembered as she happily took in the sight of his hairless privates. ‘I guess asking him in the middle of a blow-job helped....”

Once his sack was as chocolaty as his cock, Dawn lifted his dick up against his belly and began to lick and suck on his balls.

“Dawn, Honey! Oh God that feels so nice!” he sighed with pleasure.

‘I so enjoy doing this!’ she thought as he made happy-sounds. She sucked one silky-smooth nut into her mouth and gently sucked, laving the round egg with her tongue. While she repeated the action on the other, she rolled her chocolaty index finger in the copious lubricant weeping from his cock.

‘Hmm, that’s probably enough,’ she thought, releasing his scrotum and pulling his cock back down. She licked from the base about half-way up, and then repeated the gesture all around the circumference, trying to get the chocolate that she wouldn’t be able to reach once she started sucking.

‘One of these days I am going to get this whole thing down my throat!’ she thought, determined. ‘At least now I don’t gag when it hit’s the back of my throat!’ she consoled herself.

‘Not that he ever complains, but I know from bitch-Anya’s bragging that it’s one of his favorite things in the world, and I’m gonna make sure I’m doing everything he could ever want or need!’

Resisting the temptation to suck off her Xander-coated finger, she quickly gobbled down the head of his dick, sucking strongly as she established a steady, moderately-paced rhythm.

“Dawn, Dawn, Dawn! So good, Honey! So, so good, Kitten!” He began chanting after a few minutes of steady sucking and fondling.

‘Mmm, getting close! She thought, moving her hand back behind his balls.

She remembered her embarrassed conversation a couple of days previously when she’d asked if it would be okay for her to try something new with him sometime. She’d showed him a website she’d found and highlighted the paragraph describing what she wanted to try.

‘I remember the way his eyes bugged out when he read it!’ she thought, smiling around his cock at the mental image. ‘He tried to play it cool, but the catch in his voice when he said he wouldn’t mind told the real story!’

When Xander’s chant began to falter, she knew it was time. She slid her finger along the crack of his ass until she felt his puckered sphincter. ‘Ok, Xan, here goes!’ she thought, pushing gently until it opened up, she slid her finger into him, rubbing upward as far in as she could reach.

“Holy crap!” Xander shouted. “Oh God, Dawn!” he bellowed.

‘Holy wow!’ Dawn thought as Xander’s dick swelled bigger than she’d ever felt before and he shot a huge load of cum into her mouth—so much that even as she swallowed furiously, it poured out of her mouth and dripped down off of her chin onto her breasts.

Somehow she remembered to keep rubbing and Xander actually screeched, his whole body shaking violently. ‘Oh my God, he’s still cumming!’ she thought, amazed as she failed miserably to keep up with the jetting spurts.

After long seconds of extended orgasm, Xander’s knees buckled, pulling his cock from her mouth and blasting the last few jets onto her face, fortunately missing her eye as he hit forehead, nose and cheek.

“Wow!” she blurted, pulling her hand from between his legs as he slowly collapsed to the ground.

“Are you ok?” she asked, concerned as he sat there blinking furiously.

Finally he seemed to regain focus, shaking his head briefly and then meeting her gaze. “Yeah, I...” he trailed off, and then began to laugh.

“What?!” she demanded, confused.

“You...you’re....” he said, pointing at her face and continuing to laugh.

She looked down at her cum-drizzled breasts and then felt her face—with her non-chocolate hand. “Oh, God! I’m a mess!” she said with a laugh of her own.

“You really are!” he chuckled, as much awe as humor in his voice.

She bounced up off of her knees, pushing to her feet while making sure not to touch anything with either of her sticky hands. “Come on, you can help me clean up in the shower.”

“As soon as my legs start working again!” he joked, slowly pushing himself to his feet, using the counter to brace himself. “Seriously though, thank you Dawn. That was...amazing!”

“It was, it was unbelievable!” she agreed with a warm smile to match the warm feeling inside her at his heartfelt compliment.

“Next time, maybe we should do it lying down?” he said as he stumbled toward her.

“Laying down, right...” she agreed, leading the way to the shower. “With a big stack of towels handy!” Glancing at her ‘chocolate hand’ she wrinkled her nose and mentally added, ‘And maybe some wet-naps...’

“And maybe a hose,” Xander joked.

An evil smirk came over Dawn’s face as she added, “Oh I don’t know, I think you hosed me plenty!”

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Buffy and Tara sat on the end of their bed, waiting for the third in their triad to begin the show that they’d requested when they got home from the Scooby meeting.

Willow stood before her two lovers, clad in an outfit that looked like a catholic schoolgirl who’d gone straight from class to a Goth party. Her makeup was pale except for the deep, dark almond shape around her eyes and her black lipstick. Her hair was pulled back into twin pig-tails that stuck out on either side of her neck at the nape.

Music suddenly filled the room and Willow began dancing. The music had a hard, crunching guitar riff, repeating over and over with a deep base drum pounding slowly in the background. Willow’s hip began to roll in time to the rhythm and her hands moved over her thighs, slowly sliding upwards.

Bright glove, mad love
A movin all over you yeah
Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah

Willow’s shoulders began to roll in counterpoint to her hips and she lowered her head to peer through her eyelashes at her lovers, laid out on the bed, watching her intently.

“Dear God in heaven!” Buffy softly cried, feeling a thrill of lust pound inside her, matching the beat.

“Ditto!” Tara gasped in agreement. “I knew she’d been practicing...”

Bright glove, mad love
A movin all over you yeah
Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah

“Goddess, I’ve never heard anything like this before!” Tara exclaimed, panting hard already.

“It feels...dark,” Buffy said, licking her dry lips. “and, like, sticky....”

Willow’s hands made the torturously slow journey up her torso, squeezing and pressing her breasts together through the fabric of her sweater and shirt.

Hunger! Inside you
Hunger!
Hunger! Destroy you
Hunger!

“I know I’m starting to get a little sticky myself!” Tara huffed.

“Ohhh, yeah!” Buffy groaned in agreement, her nether-lips already slick with desire.

Hunger! Inside you
Hunger!
Hunger! Destroy you
Hunger!

Willow began to pull the buttons apart on her sweater, starting from the top, popping each one on the backbeat of the music.

She's a killer!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Yeah Spookshow baby!

Buffy lost no time whipping her shirt up and off so she could play with her breasts as she watched. ‘Mmm, I’m not the only one!’ she thought as a quick glance showed Tara had her shirt open and was already pinching and twisting her nipples.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Yeah Spookshow baby!

Willow pulled her sweater off and tossed it to Buffy with a lascivious grin.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!

Buffy hummed in delight and rubbed the soft cashmere over her naked torso. ‘God that feels good!’ she thought.

Bright glove, mad love
A movin all over you yeah
Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah

Willow spun around and crouched down to the floor, then straightened her legs back up until she was bent at the waist, her arms on the backs of her knees. She slid them upward in one quick motion, flipping her skirt up to flash a brief shot of black lace panties that left most of her cheeks exposed.

Buffy continued caressing herself with the sweater, but moved one hand down over her leather-covered crotch and began to rub herself through the soft hide.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!

Willow performed on her shirt the same rhythmic button popping that she had on her sweater. The strip of skin revealed by this maneuver showed that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!

Pulling her shirt open just enough to see the inner slopes of her breasts, Willow stalked over to Buffy and pulled her head into the open shirt, rubbing her breasts over the Slayer’s face.

‘Oh, smells so good!’ Buffy thought, intoxicated by the combination of perfume and Willow-scent. She rubbed harder through her pants, her hips twitching as her orgasm approached on the horizon.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!

Releasing Buffy, Willow pulled her shirt out of her skirt and quickly flipped it off and threw it away. She immediately went over to her other lover and as Buffy’s eyes followed she saw that her own Mistress had pulled her pants open and had one hand moving furiously inside them. Willow pulled that hand out and began suckling the wetness from Tara’s fingers. She turned and sat down on the blonde witch’s lap, grinding herself against her, never releasing the fingers in her mouth as she did it.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!

She's a killer!

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!

Willow released Tara and stood up away from her, dancing back out into the room. She danced for a time, stroking herself and pinching and pulling on her nipples until the song ended.

She's a killer!
She's a thriller!

She's a killer!

Immediately the song restarted and Willow slowly slid her hands up the outsides of her thighs, under and lifting her skirt until it just showed a glimpse of black lace in the middle. She then hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled them down her legs, over her knee-high socks and Mary Jane’s until she could step out of them.

Buffy felt her dry mouth suddenly flood with saliva as Willow approached her; twirling the black scrap of fabric on one finger. Her eyes slipped half shut as Willow balled up the material so the crotch was the outermost part, and then pushed the damp, fragrant fabric up against Buffy’s nose and mouth.

Buffy inhaled deeply through her nose, capturing the rich, musky scent. “Oohhhmmmm!” she moaned as she exhaled. She then licked at the wetness, trying to get a taste.

‘Oh, you little minx!’ Buffy thought, frustrated as Willow pulled away the garment and went to offer it to Tara in the same manner. Buffy quickly shucked her pants to give herself better access to her dripping sex.

After teasing Tara, Willow tossed the panties aside and began to dance some more, her small breasts jiggling as she writhed and bounced. She did kicks and bends, offering tantalizing glimpses of her smooth pussy until Buffy was whining in anticipation.

‘It’s not like I haven’t seen it before!’ Buffy thought, wondering at her almost desperate eagerness.

The music was pounding and Willow was writhing when she suddenly dropped to the floor, sitting with her butt and feet on the floor, her knees bent up in front of her, but closed together, blocking any sight of what Buffy really wanted to see.

With her left hand behind her, bracing herself, Willow began to slide her right up her stocking-covered shins until she got to the knees. She slowly pushed her hand between her knees and, keeping it flat—perpendicular to her legs—she moved it up her thighs, spreading her legs a bit but blocking sight of her center.

“Mmm, show me baby...show me that perfect pretty pussy!” Tara’s low growl startled Buffy slightly. ‘God, Tara!’ she thought, though in truth she felt the same way.

Willow began opening and closing her legs, again matching the beat of the music, spreading wider and wider each time. Her hand still covered her sex, cupping and rubbing as Willow sighed and hummed in apparent pleasure.

“Do it baby!” Buffy chuffed out, her own hand busy with two fingers buried to the third knuckle inside her dripping pussy.

Willow responded by spreading her feet wide and dipping her middle and ring fingers into her sex. Instead of pumping her hand, Willow kept it still, thrusting upward with her hips, her butt leaving the floor as she rode her fingers to the beat of the song.

By the time the third repeat of the song had completed, all three of them were moaning and jerking, release clearly nearing.

Tara came first, keening loudly, “Yes Willow baby!!”

Buffy was close behind, grunting Willow’s name over and over as she rode out her orgasm.

By the time she blinked her eyes back into focus, Buffy saw that Willow had given up any pretense of rhythm and was pounding her fingers furiously into her sex.

“Don’t cum pet,” Buffy suddenly commanded.

Willow immediately stopped, but a high-pitched whine of frustration escaped from her.

“Stand up, lose the skirt and the rest,” Buffy instructed.

A glance at Tara while Willow hastened to comply showed confusion on the blonde witch’s face.

“I want to set off Little Miss Orgasmabomb,” Buffy explained with a wicked smile.

“Oohh, good idea!” Tara crooned.

“You set up the shield thingie while I get the chains!” Buffy said excitedly.

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‘Oh she’s ready I think!’ Buffy thought as she looked at her squirming pet.

The naked redhead was on her back, stretched out with her hands cuffed together to the center of the headboard, and her legs were spread and chained to the corners of the footboard.

Buffy and Tara lay on either side, mouth on breast, hand toying with her sloppy wet pussy.

Buffy left off her nibbling on one turgid pink nipple and moved up till she was face to face with Willow. “Hmmm, you want to cum pet?” she whispered in Willow’s ear.

“Oohh yesss Mistress!” Willow cried through clenched teeth.

“You know what I want, right?” Buffy asked, feeling anticipation. She moved her leg over Willow’s, rubbing her own wet sex against the redhead’s lower thigh. ‘This time I’m gonna be in full body-contact!’ she thought excitedly.

Willow nodded quickly, “Oh yes, Mistress!” she eagerly assured.

Tara took the cue and mirrored Buffy’s position, looking over their lover at the Slayer with wide eyes.

‘God, they’re so blue!’ Buffy thought, momentarily lost.

“Do it!” Tara whispered, her own excitement and anticipation evident.

“Cum pet!” Buffy commanded.

As had happened last time, there was a momentary lag, and then all the light in the room disappeared. This time Buffy carefully focused on what she was feeling. ‘Ohh!’ she thought, amazed and a little frightened as she felt her own energy drain away, leaving her weak as a kitten.

By the time she even realized what she was feeling, she was suddenly flooded with Willow’s energy. Every cell in her body felt like a nova had gone off and she screamed through the most intense orgasm of her life.

Then the world blazed white.

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The song is by Rob Zombie, ‘Spookshow Baby [Black Leather Cat Suit Mix]’, from the album ‘American Made Music to Strip By’