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Archive name: (Buffy2.txt
Authors name: Steve
Story Title : Another 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' story

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Another Vampire Slayer story, that rate about a 7 on the
Kristen scale. It contains sexual acts and therefore is
suitable only for consenting adults to read.
---------------- Kristen's collection ------------------

	It was getting harder and harder for Willow to
be around Zander. Though he had been her best friend
since before she could remember, Willow couldn't stand
to hear him talk constantly about how he wanted Buffy.
Before Buffy had moved to Sunnydale, it was just Willow
and Zander, but now there was Buffy too. Willow liked
Buffy, but she just liked Zander better before Buffy
came.
	"Where is Buffy?" Giles asked as Zander and
Willow entered the library.

	"She had to help her mom with something, so she
has to stay home tonight," Willow said, setting her
books down on the table.

	"Too bad. I had something for her," Giles said.

	"I've got something for her too," Zander said,
smiling and nodding towards his crotch.

	"Yes, but what I have for her won't disappoint
her," Giles said with his cool English wit.

	"Heh man, that was mean," Zander said, cracking
a little smile.  Willow put her fist up to her mouth to
stop her from bursting out laughing.

	"I have to go meet a man from the Museum of
Natural History for dinner in about twenty minutes, so
please lock up on your way out," Giles said, looking at
his watch. He walked around the library and gathered his
things before heading for the door.

	"Have fun," Willow said.

	"Don't try to kiss him on the first date,"
Zander said, trying to get Giles back for the dick joke.

	"His was funnier," Willow said.

	"Thanks a lot," Zander mumbled. 

	Buffy, Willow, and Zander often met in the
library at night to study. They never got much of any-
thing done, mainly because Giles would usually spend
the entire time telling them a witty story or about
some ancient vampire lore. Or Buffy would talk about
how she had troubles in her last battle against evil,
and Giles would tell her how to keep from making that
mistake again. 

	But tonight it was just Willow and Zander. They
had a test in History the next day, so they really need-
ed to study. But just as usual, they were side tracked.

	"But that Mindy girl in my English class, damn
what an ass," Zander ranted. Willow was getting sick of
hearing which girls he found attractive and why. "Then
there's Heather Reardon. Puberty was very good to her."

	"That is 'was', now can we please do something
a little more constructive, like studying," Willow broke
in.

	"Then there's Buffy. Jesus Christ. She's just
so damn hot. Her legs, her ass, her tits" Zander was
interrupted.

	"Shut the fuck up!" Willow screamed. Zander had
never heard her swear so vulgarly before. "I don't want
to hear about Buffy anymore. Buffy this, Buffy that.
What about me? I'm here too. Why don't you ever try to
hit on me, or say I look lovely today. What's fucking
wrong with me?" Willow screamed, tears streaming down
her eyes.  She'd just suddenly snapped. She had no
explanation for what she had just done. It just
happened.

	"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry" Zander stuttered. He was
scared. He had never seen Willow show aggression before.
She was usually the timid one who never said anything
bad about anyone. Zander extended his hand toward Willow
to comfort her. She jerked away quickly.

	"Leave me alone," she barked at him. She was now
crying into her hands, slumped back in her chair.

	"What's wrong?" Zander asked like a typical
male.

	"If you don't know now!" Willow said, in that
'you're an ignorant male' voice.

	"I didn't know you felt that way. I thought we
were just friends," Zander said.

	"We are just friends. But haven't you ever
wanted to be more?" Willow asked, showing her face from
behind her hands.

	"I never thought about it," Zander admitted.

	"Why not? You did with Buffy," Willow said,
starting to sniffle again, almost ready to cry once
more.

	"Buffy's different," Zander said in lack of any
real reason.

	"How? How is she different? Because she prettier
than me?" Willow snapped.

	"No. It's just that I've known you since before
I started looking at women, so I've just always associ-
ated you with friendship, nothing more. But Buffy, I met
her at my peak 'looking for women stage', so I've always
thought of her as someone I want to go out with."

	"That's bullshit. How do you expect me to be-
lieve that," Willow asked.

	"Fine don't believe me. I know its true and I
don't need your approval," Zander said angrily. He
packed his books into his bag and headed for the door.

	"Wait!" Willow said.

	"What? Do you wanta yell at me some more?"
Zander barked.

	"No, I don't want you to go," Willow said
sincerely.

	"Even after what you said, you still want to
see me?" Zander asked, realizing he shouldn't be asking
this question, because it all started with Willow get-
ting mad. He decided for once he would take her feelings
into account as well.

	"Even after that. I don't want to lose you as a
friend," Willow said, starting to cry now because of the
sentimental value of the moment.

	"I would never let you run me off," Zander said,
walking up to Willow and hugging her close. She buried
her face into his shoulder and began to cry, as women
do at moments like this.

	"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Willow whimpered
into Zander's shoulder.

	"It's OK. I'm sorry I never did this," Zander
didn't know why he felt the urge to do this, but he
just did. He held Willow at the back of her head and
gently led her face to his. Their lips met hesitantly,
neither one of them knowing what was going to happen.
Willow was shocked by Zander's actions, as was he. 

	"You're forgiven," Willow said, reapplying her
lips to Zander's, this time adding her tongue to the
equation. As her tongue roamed the inside of Zander's
mouth, Zander's hands did some roaming of their own,
all over Willow's body. On her legs, her back, her neck,
then her breasts, all with no objection from Willow.

	Inhibitions out the window and hormones in con-
trol, Willow pushed all of the books off the table and
laid back on it, letting her legs fall apart. Zander
took one look up her skirt at her green satin panties
and couldn't believe it. He saw the passion in Willow's
eyes, but wasn't sure if that same passion resided with
his eyes. He didn't want to make love to Willow and not
mean it. Then he looked down at Willow on the table. She
gave him a look that will forever be burnt into his
brain. Zander suddenly wanted to give her all the
pleasure that he could. He later came to the conclusion
that that feeling was love.

	"Are you sure this is what you want?" Zander
asked, hoping for a positive answer.

	"I'm sure," Willow moaned, unbuttoning the top
few buttons of her blouse. Zander frantically struggled
to get his sweater off, then his T-shirt. He leaned down
gently on top of Willow, making sure not to crush her.
He planted a beautiful, seductive kiss on her lips, and
she returned it. 

	Zander finished Willow's job, unbuttoning the
rest of her blouse and pulling it open. She wore a green
satin bra, which matched her panties, but definitely not
her personality. Zander's lips departed from Willow's,
beginning a trail of wet kisses down her neck and onto
her cloth covered breasts.

	"Mmmm," Willow moaned. Placing her hands loving-
ly in Zander's hair, pushing it out of his face. She
felt his lips soothingly wash over her flesh. With one
quick movement, Willow raised her body off the table and
unclasped her bra. Her body relaxed and Zander curiously
removed her bra. His eyes widened at the sight of Wil-
low's apple sized breasts, pale like the rest of her
skin, and topped with cute little erect nipples.

	"You're so beautiful," he said sincerely, lower-
ing his lips to the little nipples that beckoned him.
Willow let out a series of low moans as Zander rolled
and licked her sensitive nipples. She was not by nature
a sensual person, but Zander brought out a whole new
side of her that she herself was unfamiliar with.

	Zander continued to squeeze her breasts in his
hands, but moved his mouth south. He slowly kissed his
way down her stomach finally coming to a stop when he
hit her skirt. Then his hands left her breasts and
concentrated on removing her skirt.

	"Let me help you with that," Willow said,
lifting her ass off the table and sliding the skirt
to the floor. She smiled insatiably and arced her
pelvis up towards Zander. He quickly pulled off his
pants and dropped his boxers to the floor. His prick
popped out, completely erect and ready to meet her
needs.

	"Are you still OK with this?" Zander said,
positioning himself in front of Willow's spread legs.

	"I've been waiting for this for so long. There's
no way you'll get me to change my mind now," She said,
squirming with anticipation.

	He grabbed his cock in his hand and directed to
the entrance of her sex. He rubbed his purple head
against her moist cunt lips, drawing a light moan from
her. Zander teased her cunt for a few seconds more then
plunged the head inside of her. Willow inhaled sharply,
grabbing his shoulders tight in her little hands.

	With another small thrust, Zander pushed his
cock about half way into her, bringing them closer to
one another, not only physically, but spiritually. As
friends, they were happy, but as lovers, they were
ecstatic. To both of them, being together just felt
right now. And so did what they were doing.

	"Mmmm, feels so good," Willow moaned. This was
her first experience with anything being in her cunt.
She was a very reserved individual. She lost her cherry
when she was 10 in gymnastics. Too many splits and
stuff.

	Zander led himself along at a slow pace, trying
not to exert himself too much. As it was, he wasn't
going to last long, but if he went fast, he would be
done before he knew it, and he wanted this to last.

	Willow felt her pelvis flowing with more plea-
sure than she had ever felt before. She assumed this
was her orgasm. Unfortunately for her, Zander had
already pulled out and she would receive no more
pleasure that night, and she was no where near her
full orgasm.

	"Oh god," Zander moaned as he pumped his fist
up and down his hard prick. He shot his load of hot
semen all over the table, watching it land just inches
from Willow's still quivering body. As quickly as it
came, it was over. Zander released his twitching member
and laid down next to Willow, pulling her into his arms
lovingly. 

	"You know what?" He asked as Willow rested her
head on his heaving chest.

	"What," She replied. Rubbing her fingers across
his chest and stomach.

	"I love you," He said, almost surprised he was
able to say the words.

	"I love you too," Willow said, snuggling closer
to him. She felt so free and safe in his arms. It was
such a wonderful feeling for her.


	<	<the next day........>	      >


	"So you just did it right there on the table?"
Buffy asked in awe. She had that teenage giggly girl
tone in her voice.

	"Right on the table. It was so hot," Willow
gushed. She was so happy about her experience the night
before. She only wished she could be with Zander again.

	"You're so lucky. I wish I could find a guy who
would do that to me," Buffy reveled in the thought of a
boy doing the same for her.

	"I've been friends with Zander for so long, and
I never imagined anything like this happening," Willow
giggled. She started laughing harder, until Buffy joined
in and they were rolling around on the floor in their
pajamas, both laughing like little school girls.

	"What's going on in here?" Willow's mom asked as
she walked into the room.

	"Nothing mom," Willow said, still giggling.

	"Your father and I are leaving now, are you two
sure you'll be OK here by yourselves?" she asked.	

	"We'll be fine mom," Willow said, frustrated
because she had already had this conversation like
forty times with her mother.

	"I'll keep her out of trouble," Buffy said.

	"You two girls have fun, but be careful,"
Willow's mom said, as she headed down stairs.

	"OK Mother," Willow said, gritting her teeth.
The girls heard the sound of the garage door opening and
the car pull off down the street. They were now alone.

	"I'll get the popcorn, you get the movie,"
Willow said, still giggling a little.

	"OK," Buffy said as they both jumped up from
the floor and ran downstairs. Buffy headed for the
living room, where she grabbed the movie off of the end
table and threw it into the VCR. 

	Willow rushed into the kitchen and threw a bag
of popcorn into the microwave and set the time on it.
She hurried into the living room just in time to see
movie starting.

	They were bored as the previews rolled by. Then
the microwave timer went off. Willow jumped up and ran
out of the room. She returned quickly with a bowl full
of popcorn. The girls dipped their hands into it and
devoured the little kernels as the movie finally came
onto the screen.

	The next two hours or so was filled with shrieks
of terror and girls jumping and clinging to one another.
They almost regretted renting 'Scream' on a night when
they were home alone. Buffy knew how to deal with vam-
pires, but knife wielding maniacs, that was something
she wasn't accustomed to.

	"What now?" Willow asked as she turned off the
TV.

	"I wanta hear more about last night," Buffy
said.

	"Oh yeah," Willow said excitedly. She jumped on
the couch next to Buffy and turned to face her, just as
Buffy had done.

	"It started off with him talking about who he
liked, you know, chauvinistic stuff. Then I yelled at
him, asking him what was wrong with me and why he never
told me I was pretty."

	"What did he say?" Buffy asked curiously

	"He said he was sorry, then got mad about some-
thing. Then I apologized for yelling at him. Then it
just kinda happened. Next thing I knew, we were naked on
the table."

	"What did it feel like?" Buffy inquired.

	"It was so wonderful. It felt so good."

	"That sounds so great," Buffy reveled once more
in the thought of that happening to her. Unconsciously,
she started rubbing herself through her pajamas. She was
getting incredibly turned on by thinking about Willow
and Zander making love. Then she looked over at her
friend and saw her cute little face, and her pajama top
unbuttoned down low enough to almost see her breasts.
Buffy staired contimplatively at her friend..

	"What's wrong Buffy?" Willow asked. Then She
looked down and saw Buffy's hand massaging her crotch.
Something about it turned Willow on. Seeing Buffy there
pleasuring herself, made her want to do the same.

	Both girls sat there speechless, rubbing them-
selves gently through their pants, stairing into each
others eyes. 

	"Let me...." Buffy said seductively. She reached
over and placed her hand on top of Willow's. Buffy began
to do the work for Willow.

	"Oh yes." Buffy's hand was slowly massaging
Willow's clit, a feeling the girl had never experienced
before. Buffy leaned over to Willow and planted a sen-
sual kiss on her lips. Willow did nothing to fight her
urges, she gave into them completely, taking Buffy's
head in her hands as they kissed.

	"This is only getting in the way," Buffy said,
tugging at her friends pajama pants. Willow lifted her
body off the couch just long enough for Buffy to pull
off her pants. Buffy pulled her lips from Willow's,
redirecting them to a different set of lips.

	She extended her tongue out and touched the tip
of Willow's love button, sending a wave of passion and
pleasure through her. With her finger, she gently pene-
trated Willow's lovely sex. She slid her finger in to
the first knuckle, then looked up to the see the look
on Willow's face.  She looked so cute, her nose wriggled
up and her lips pouting. Buffy found that so sexy.

	While Buffy licked and fingered Willow, her
friend was busy undoing the buttons of her night shirt.
She let it fall open, revealing her bra-less breasts to
Buffy's eager eyes. Buffy kept her fingers in Willow's
cunt, but moved her mouth up to the newly exposed flesh
of Willow's chest. She sucked one of Willow's nipples
into her mouth, flicking it gently with her tongue.

	Willow started to feel Buffy's efforts paying
off. She started to feel something powerful building
inside of her. More powerful than what she had felt
with Zander. Slowly, her hips began to pump themselves
onto Buffy's fingers, meeting every stroke of the
Slayer hand. The speed continued to increase, as did
the length and volume of Willow's moans. Buffy returned
her face between the spread legs. She concentrated her
efforts on Willow's swollen button, flicking it gently
with her tongue.

	"Ugh!!!" Willow could no longer form words, just
incoherent cries of lust. She didn't no what was hap-
pening to her, but she knew she liked it, a lot. 

	Buffy kept up her frantic finger fucking for a
while before she felt Willow start to shake and spasm.
Crying out louder than ever and arching her back high,
pushing her cunt into Buffy's face, Willow began to
scream in her passion. Then, it ended. Willow collapsed
back down to the couch, sweating and breathing like she
had just run a marathon.

	Buffy lifted her head from Willow's lovely pussy
and kissed her on the cheek. Willow turned her head and
caught Buffy's lips to hers. She tasted something sweet
in Buffy's mouth, and assumed that was her own juice. 

	"Oh Buffy," Willow barely spoke. 

	"Did you enjoy that?" Buffy asked sexily, giving
her friend several short, sweet kisses.

	"I loved it," Willow moaned. The two laid there
together for a while, intertwined in each other, kissing
and touching softly.

	"Now it's your turn," Willow said, finally
having enough strength to get up. She maneuvered her-
self down between Buffy's legs and placed her hand
right on her crotch. 

	Then the phone rang.

	"Hello?" Willow said, picking up the receiver. 

	"Hey sweetheart," Zander said.

	"Oh hi Zander," Willow said, alerting Buffy as
to who it was.

	"So what are you and Buffy doing?"

THE END
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