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 Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Shower Time by Archer

   Disclaimer : Buffy the Vampire Slayer is owned by Mutant Enemy.

   Rating NC-17: Masturbation, Voyeur, fantasized M/F, slight implied F/F

   Storyarc: Occurs midway through the final season or so.  The story is
based off a phone conversation between Buffy and Xander where it is
mentioned that the SiTs have been trying to peek on Xander when he is in
the shower.  There really is not much sex to this one, more of my attempt
to take that phone conversation and put an interesting twist on this.

   Feedback is appreciated.  Email@archer15152000@yahoo.com

   Xander stood in the shower stroking his hard cock.  He had ended up
taking showers a lot more frequently at Buffy's because of the constant
exposure to all the hot young Slayers in Training and it had him constantly
ready to explode.  It didn't help that it seemed the girls always wanted to
use him for "wrestling practice" and that their definition of wrestling
involved a lot of rubbing against him.

   As such he often had to claim sore injuries and head off for a hot
shower.  The only sore part was his cock, and he didn't want to have to
explain to any of the girls exactly why his pants looked like the were
going to rip at the groin.  Thus he was taking two to three showers a day
at Buffy's between training to get himself off.  Which he often had to do
in a hurry with there being only two bathrooms in the house for far to many
girls.

   At the moment he was having trouble focusing on a fantasy as so many
girls in the house created so many different thoughts.  His mind turned to
Rona, she was probably the least attractive girl of the house, but when he
fantasized about her he could honestly believe that she would do the things
in his fantasy.  Today she had mounted him during their wrestling practice
and he imagined what it would have been like if they had done the same
thing without the cumbersome protective clothing.

   Outside the house Rona had a smile on her face and her hands down her
shorts.  She was using her other hand to hold a pair of binoculars as she
stared up at the bathroom window, focused on the mirror, giving a perfect
view of Xander's body as he jerked off.

   Of course Rona was definitely not the only girl Xander had on his mind,
and like any typical male he wasn't just limited to thinking about one. 
They had recently been doing "rescue" training, where one of the girls
would pretend to be a victim being attacked by Xander, while the other
girls would play the Slayer and try and save her.  Today Vi had played the
victim and Xander very clearly remembered Molly's attempt to "save" her. 
As Xander had rushed at Vi, Molly had tried to tackle him, but ended up
tackling him straight into Vi.  As they collapsed Vi had instinctively
wrapped her legs around his waist bringing him in even closer, his cock
instantly springing to full erection as it pushed against her pussy, albeit
separated by a few layers of clothing.  Xander was probably imagining
things but it sure seemed like Molly's attempts to pull him off ended up
pushing, thrusting even, against Vi whose moans of "pain" seemed
considerably more pleasurable.  But while Xander pictured the things he
could do with the two of them in other types of sandwich positions he
realized it was all his hyperactive imagination.

   Vi and Molly had taken the direct approach to their objective, knowing
that Xander would be otherwise 'distracted' and unlikely aware of his
surroundings.  They had simply gone up and opened the door (the girls
having long since busted the lock to the point that a simple thrust popped
it) quietly peeking around the corner.  They were right, Xander's eyes were
closed as he held one hand up against the wall while masturbating, their
eyes took in every inch of his body.  Molly pulled out a small camera for
taking pictures, the room being well lit enough to not require a flash,
while Vi rubbed her pussy while watching the scene, hoping they would have
a long time to watch, but also wanting it to end as quickly as possible so
she could get Molly to take care of how aroused she was.

   Xander's fantasies had moved on again, he was now thinking about the
only girl he had managed to out wrestle today, Chloe.  She had lunged at
him, overextending her body.  Xander had been able to easily grab and turn
her arm behind her in a hammerlock, bending her over in front of him.  He
had kept her in that position as he explained to the other girls her
mistake and how they could avoid it.  He was surprised when he got a
variety of snickers as a reaction, but then realized that keeping Chloe in
that position had her ass pushed directly back against his groin, and has
he applied and loosened pressure it would cause Chloe's body to move back
and forth, rubbing against his crotch.  He had quickly let her go but his
mind was thinking about having Chloe in that position but giving the girls
a totally different demonstration.

   "Shhh," Dawn whispered to Chloe as the other girl, in her nervousness,
almost knocked over a rack of clothes.

   "Sorry," Chloe whispered back, the two standing in the closet of Dawn's
room.

   "This hole has a direct view into the shower, but we have to be quiet,"
Dawn whispered again as she pulled out a small hole that had been cut into
the wall.

   Chloe leaned forward, having to stifle a gasp as she found herself
staring at Xander's cock not even a foot away from her face, his hand
flying up and down its hard length.

   "Great isn't it?" Dawn asked as she leaned forward getting a view of the
naked man she had been crushing on for as long as she could remember.

   Xander's mind turned to the one fantasy which he was absolutely sure was
fantasy, Kennedy.  She seemed to take great delight in beating not only
him, but the other girls in all the contests.  Still she seemed to quite
often end up putting the person she was wrestling in sexual situations,
Xander had ended up with head between her legs numerous times, she seemed
to favor the head scissors.  While she did seem to be strictly attracted to
women he imagined he could give her quite a different perspective if he got
his tongue on her pussy, though he often thought more about Kennedy having
her tongue on Willow's pussy.

   "What is he picturing now?" Kennedy asked.

   Willow was staring into the magic portal she had created, turned on by
watching her best friend in the shower.  "Actually he is picturing what is
going on right now?"

   "Oh," Kennedy said kneeling in front of Willow, her tongue running over
her lover's pussy.  "Before that?"

   "That if he had a chance at your pussy he could convert you away from
women," Willow replied, her image also transmitted pictures of the foremost
fantasy on someone's mind.

   "What guys doesn't think that?" Kennedy laughed, moving her tongue up to
Willow's clit.

   "Before that he was picturing having Chloe bent over in front of him
fucking away at her," Willow said as she stroked Kennedy's hair.

   "Well I agree with him there," Kennedy mumbled.  "Before that?"

   "What, you want all the answers?"

   "You'll give them to me when I fuck you anyway," Kennedy smiled.

   "That doesn't mean I am not going to hold out till then," Willow replied
smiling as well.  "Oh."

   "Oh what?"

   "He is now picturing Buffy ...  and Dawn.  Guess he will be cumming
soon."

   "Of course," Kennedy told her burying her tongue into her cunt. 
"Thinking about those two always makes you cum as well."

   The image of the two Summer's sisters on their knees in front of him was
to much for Xander and he finally came, though he was far from the only
one. Outside Rona felt her pussy clench around her fingers as she watched
his body tense up.  Inside the bathroom Molly took picture after picture,
getting close ups of Xander's cock shooting cum, while Vi bit her lip as
she came along with Xander.  Feet away from him Chloe and Dawn watched
stunned as his cock seemed to explode directly at them.  A few rooms away
Willow's pussy juice spilled over Kennedy's face and tongue as she watched
her best friend cum to a fantasy she shared.

   Xander leaned back letting the water wash over his body.  As he opened
his eyes he caught a glimpse of two people trying to sneak out the door,
"Hey!  What are you doing!" he yelled, but they slammed the door behind
them and where gone before he ever had a chance to get an idea of who it
was.

   As he turned back he could of sworn he saw a quick glimpse of light
disappear from the wall, but it was only for a moment and on closer
inspection the wall looked fine.  He would certainly have to call Buffy
about this.

   * * * * *

   "Buffy I think the girls were trying to peek at me in the shower again.
This is getting ridiculous, can't you talk to them."

   "Listen, Xander, I know, I'm sorry ..." Buffy said on her end of the
line.  "If you are going to take a shower at my house you need to lock the
door.  Of course they are curious."

   "I am sure I locked it this time," Xander told her.

   "I have to go Xander, I'll talk to them don't worry, you will just have
to be more careful.  I have to go a student is coming in," Buffy told him
as she hung up the phone.

   Buffy looked up, her office completely empty.  She smirked as she pulled
up her email, four new emails, all labeled "reconnaissance mission".  She
pulled up her grade sheet for the SiTs, marking down the improvements each
of the girls had made as she read their emails.

   Buffy remembered how boring normal training was so she had been working
hard at coming up with different ideas for training.  When Giles had her do
reconnaissance training he had her follow him, though he obviously knew she
was there, which Buffy thought really weakened the training.  So as a
better, and far more enjoyable, training method the SiTs had been assigned
to get as much information about what Xander was doing while in the shower.

   It was fairly obvious to them all why he was showering so frequently and
Buffy was pretty sure that the girls would spy on him regardless, so she
made it into a test.  Rona was the best hidden, but had the least
information.  Kennedy had the most information (including very vivid
descriptions of what he was fantasizing about) but was the slowest in
getting it.  Chloe had the closest view but her method was somewhat limited
to her situation.  Molly and Vi provided the best information with attached
pictures, but they had tipped him off.

   "Well they are all improving, and all have their strengths and
weaknesses," Buffy thought.  She slid one hand under her dress, without
panties getting easy access to her pussy.  Students were unlikely to barge
in, or show up at all, but even so her activities were obscured by her
dress and the desk.  She popped open some of the attached pictures while
reading over Kennedy's accounts of Xander's fantasies.  "We are definitely
going to have to do more of this type of training."