t r u s t . & . o t h e r . g a m e s . w e . p l a y

Trust and Other Games We Play

Authors: Peter Meilinger & Victoria P.

Summary: Slayer/Wicca/Ex-Vengeance Demon/Xander smut - PWP

Rating: NC-17

Notes: This started out as a joke and a dare and turned into really bad smut. Thanks guys. Also, this is FANTASY. There is no safe sex here. Don't try this at home.

Buffy leaned over towards Willow nervously. On the other side of the bed Tara watched with a naughty grin on her face. In front of her, Willow licked her lips and prepared for their kiss.

Naked and about to kiss my best friend. My best *female* friend. How the hell did I get into this? It's all Willow's fault.

It had started innocently enough. Willow had told Buffy there was something she wanted to talk about. When they sat down together, Willow had confessed that she felt like Buffy had been treating her differently ever since she'd found out that Willow and Tara were an item.

Buffy had denied it at first, but after Willow asked why she always waited until she was alone in the room to change her clothes, she had to admit that she'd begun to see Willow differently. But after they discussed it, Willow had understood that it didn't mean Buffy didn't trust her, it just meant that things were different between them now. Willow seemed okay with that, so Buffy thought they were all good.

Then Tara came over and the three of them discussed it, and Tara said she knew a way they could all become comfortable with each other.

Two minutes later all three girls were stark naked and staring at each other. Buffy wasn't exactly sure why she'd agreed to Tara's "Trust Building Exercise," and she was more than a little nervous. Especially when she saw the way Willow and Tara were looking at her nude body.

Buffy had always been self-conscious about her body. Her breasts were too small, and she'd always felt that she was either too skinny or too fat, depending on her mood. Seeing Willow and Tara studying her brought all of her insecurities to the forefront. She felt like she was more than naked under the intensity of their stares. She felt like they could see more than her body, like they were groping her all over with their eyes.

Tara was the worst. Her eyes had started at Buffy's feet and moved slowly up to stop at her crotch and again at her breasts. Tara licked her lips at each pause. Finally she looked Buffy in the eyes. And she smiled. It wasn't an unpleasant smile, but it wasn't particularly nice either. It was a hungry smile, a smile that promised more to come, and it worried Buffy.

The Slayer quickly concentrated on Willow. Her best friend was also examining her, but her gaze didn't feel the same as Tara's. It was more comfortable, though Buffy was still quite nervous as Willow's eyes traveled up and down her body until the redhead finally looked her in the eye and smiled. There was hunger in Willow's smile as well, but it was a safer hunger. A more playful hunger, perhaps.

To take her mind off the smiles, Buffy made her own examination of the two naked women in front of her. Purely out of curiosity, she told herself.

Willow's body was familiar from gym class and sleepovers, but she'd never truly looked at her friend before. Never looked at her long, shapely legs, or her firm stomach. And she'd certainly never looked at her breasts. They were beautiful. Not big but not small, and topped by two perfect pink nipples. Buffy's eyes traveled down to the neatly trimmed thatch of red hair between Willow's legs, but she didn't let her gaze linger there, even though part of her wanted to.

She turned to Tara, avoiding her eyes. Tara was slightly larger than either Willow or Buffy, and her body had more curves to show for it. Her breasts were larger than Willow's or Buffy's own, and they bounced slightly as Tara shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Buffy's eyes traveled down towards the other girl's legs, but stopped in shock when she saw that her pubic hair was completely shaved. Her eyes caught Tara's and the other girl's smile widened.

"Willow likes it that way," she said, sitting down on the bed.

Willow giggled when Buffy blushed and looked away. After a moment she looked back at Willow and Tara. Not to stare, she told herself. She was just being polite.

Willow smiled at her. "Are you ready for stage two?"

Stage two? "There's a stage two?" she asked, not sure she wanted to hear the answer.

"There are lots of stages." Tara's voice was husky. Dangerous.

Buffy licked her lips nervously. "What's stage two, then? I mean, we're already naked, what else is there?"

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she would've given anything to take them back. But at the same time, she really wanted to hear the answer.

Willow took her by the hand and led her over to the bed. They sat down next to each other.

Willow looked into her eyes. "Stage one is looking. Stage two is kissing."

Buffy swallowed her fear. "Ki-kissing?"

Willow nodded. "Kissing. Do you want to kiss me or Tara first?"

She didn't even have to think about it. "You. I want to kiss you."

Willow's smile lit up the room. "Thank you. I want to kiss you, too." She leaned forward slowly, her eyes never leaving Buffy's.

Buffy brushed her lips quickly against Willow's, not wanting to kiss her "for real". She felt a slight frisson of something as her mouth brushed over the redhead's, something that traveled down to the center of her being, and so she did it again, lingering a little this time. Willow's tongue came out and played with Buffy's lower lip, startling her into a gasp, which allowed Willow access to the Slayer's mouth.

Suddenly, she felt the hot ache between her legs as Willow's tongue thrust against hers. She turned her head slightly to get a better angle, and began pushing her tongue into Willow's mouth, savoring the taste of her. She understood now why Xander hadn't been able to stop the fluking, why Oz had traveled the world to find a cure for his lycanthropy, and why Tara always had a glow about her.

Willow tasted like heaven.

Buffy brought a hand up to cup the back of Willow's head, her tongue growing more urgent as the need built within her. Willow's hands stroked Buffy's back and then brushed lightly against the sides of her breasts.

Buffy gasped again and pulled back.

"It's okay," Willow whispered. "It's just us." And she lowered her head to lave one of Buffy's nipples as Tara slid off the bed and threaded a hand through Buffy's hair.

"I'm going to kiss you, Buffy," the blonde witch said softly. And then her lush lips were slanting over Buffy's, her tongue sliding almost to the back of her throat as Willow suckled at her breast.

Tara's hand played with Buffy's other breast, and she arched into the two women who were making her feel so amazingly good. Willow grinned and slid her lips down Buffy's torso, reveling in the fine skin and taut muscle beneath it. She'd dreamt of this for ages.

Buffy's hands tangled in Willow's red hair and pulled her up so she could kiss both witches at once. Their tongues slid against each other and Buffy was amazed at how aroused she was.

"Lie back," Tara murmured, moving her lips along the Slayer's jawline and then tracing her shell-like ear with a quick and eager tongue.

Willow returned to kissing a trail down Buffy's body, one hand still teasing at Buffy's breast, the other sliding through her hair or Tara's. They were so close Buffy couldn't tell. She gasped as Willow's tongue dipped into her navel and her hand moved to the honey-colored triangle between her legs.

Buffy opened to Willow's hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world to have your best friend finger-fuck you. Willow slid her fingers over the delicate folds of flesh and then found the small knot of nerves that would take Buffy to heaven. She brushed over it lightly, almost casually, and Buffy's hips arched up. Tara smiled and resumed teasing Buffy's breasts with her full lips, her hand playing with her own neatly shaved flesh.

Willow slid her fingers gently into Buffy's hot, wet passage and continued to move her thumb over the blonde's clitoris. Moving her fingers in and out, she brought Buffy to a climax quickly. The Slayer moaned her release in soft little cries that made Willow want to do it to her all over again.

She followed the path her hand had made with her tongue, swirling around Buffy's clit and lapping at her eagerly. Willow could hear Tara's gasps as she came, her hips jerking as she moaned into Buffy's mouth. That sent slivers of flame down Willow's skin and she knew Tara would be fingering her next. She sucked and nibbled gently at Buffy, who suddenly came again, crying, "Oh, god. Oh, god! Willow!"

Willow looked at her and smiled, and then kissed her best friend deeply.

Buffy whimpered as Tara broke away and went to the dresser. Willow smiled. "Just wait, Buffy. You ain't seen nothing yet."

Tara strapped on a dildo that made Buffy's eyes widen. Willow's smile grew wicked. "Why do you think I picked her over Oz? Her dick never gets soft," she chuckled. Buffy gasped and then Willow was kissing her again, and rubbing her thigh in between her legs, and suddenly Willow was beneath her and Tara was behind her, plastic poised at her entrance.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Buffy," Tara said. "And I want you to say my name when you come."

Buffy grabbed Willow hard as Tara slid the dildo into her. Willow gasped and Buffy muttered, "Sorry." She kissed the pale skin, knowing the redhead would have bruises later. She reveled in the silky feel of Willow's skin beneath her lips. She began kissing her way up to Willow's breasts. Willow's hand cupped the back of her head and led her to a rosy nipple. Buffy eagerly latched on and began sucking at it as Tara pumped in and out of her, driving her higher and tighter with every thrust.

"Oh, god, Tara," Buffy moaned, raising her head from Willow's breasts for a moment as she felt herself starting to come again.

"Come on baby, you got it," Tara said, feeling her own orgasm beginning. "Come on, Buffy. Come on."

Buffy rocked her hips back against Tara as the dildo slid in deeper and she felt herself convulse around it. "Tara!" she screamed and then Willow's tongue was in her mouth and she could taste herself on it. It made her wonder, when she was capable of thinking again, what Willow would taste like on her own tongue.

Tara pumped into her a couple more times before shuddering and collapsing herself, and Buffy found herself sandwiched between the two other women. Sliding a hand down Willow's body, she fondled the sensitive folds of flesh covering Willow's clitoris, much as she would have done to herself. Willow gasped and smiled.

"That's good, Buffy. Oh, that's *so* *good*, Buffy," the redhead babbled as Buffy found her clit and ran her thumb over it in circles. She and Tara shifted slightly and then their mouths met just above the thatch of red hair between Willow's legs. Buffy thrust her tongue deep into Tara's mouth, and then withdrew and licked at Willow's pink, engorged flesh. Tara's tongue darted out to do the same. Willow moaned and babbled incoherently as the two girls kissed and licked her mound and Tara slid her tongue into her tight passage. Then she kissed Buffy and took the Slayer's hand and pressed it to her own clit. With her other hand she stroked Buffy again. They established a rhythm that sent all three of them flying apart in record time.

They were lying on the floor in a sweat-soaked heap when the door opened and Xander and Anya walked in.

Tara raised herself up on one elbow and said, "Would you care to join us?" as she drew one finger down Buffy's glistening torso.

Anya was already pulling her blouse off as Xander took in a scene that was straight out of his most lurid fantasies.

"What-- How-- Why?" he stuttered.

Willow smiled and said, "Don't ask stupid questions, Xander. Come over here and touch me."

He didn't need to be told twice.

Anya grabbed Tara and pushed her back against the bed, slipping her knee between the witch's legs and rubbing against her sex. "I've been wanting to try this forever. Xander and I rented these movies one night," the ex-demon said, "and it was so hot." She leaned in and licked at Tara's full, pouty lips. Tara kissed her back but made no move to do anything else. "Fuck me, dammit," Anya demanded, grabbing Tara's hand and sliding it down her body. "I want your hands on me."

Willow and Buffy looked surprised, but Xander said, "She's a top. She's always telling me what to do."

"Is that what you like?" Buffy asked, a little shy all of a sudden, covering herself.

He shrugged. "I like sex. So does she. It works out."

Willow stood in front of him and started unbuttoning his shirt. "We'll do whatever you want, Xander," she said, leaning in and kissing him as she divested him of his clothing.

Buffy knelt next to them and got her hands on his zipper and stroked him as she removed his pants. He gasped and Willow took advantage to thrust her tongue into his mouth.

He was the most amazing kisser, she thought. And it felt so good to kiss him without feeling guilty.

Xander could taste what was either Buffy or Tara on Willow's tongue, and when he felt Buffy's mouth engulf his erection he went rock-hard. He'd never been so hard in his life.

He eased down to the floor as Buffy continued sucking him, one hand cupping his balls, the other firmly rubbing the length of his shaft. Then she moved, eased herself down onto him and he could feel her moving up and down.

He reached out his hands to grab her hips. Willow stopped him.

"Don't forget me," she said impishly, straddling his neck and bringing her sex close to his mouth.

He couldn't form words, and then he didn't need to as Willow moved herself slowly towards him and he found himself licking at her wet folds. He grabbed her ass to keep her from strangling him and he heard her moans, or maybe those were Buffy's.

The Slayer's tight passage gripped him and he found himself following her rhythm in his exploration of Willow's silken folds.

And then he heard Anya's voice.

"Tara, come on baby, oh that's good, right there, yes, dammit."

And Willow was babbling incoherently above him as he sucked gently on her clitoris.

Buffy was riding him hard and he could tell she was ready to come. She reached down and rubbed herself at where their bodies joined and suddenly she was convulsing around him. "Oh, God, Xander! Xander," she moaned. He thrust himself into her one last time, spilling himself in an orgasm that started at the base of his spine and seemed to go on forever.

He moaned into Willow's red curls and she came as well, exploding into a torrent of nonsense speech.

She and Buffy moved off him and smiled. Willow kissed him and pushed his hair out of his eyes. "God, Xander, that was incredible." Buffy just nodded her agreement, unable to speak.

"He's good, isn't he?" Anya said proudly, lying content next to Tara, who was eying Willow hungrily again.

"Thanks," he said, still in awe at his good fortune.

Anya looked at Buffy. "Hey, Buffy, come up here on the bed." Buffy glanced at Willow, who nodded encouragingly, then did as the ex-demon asked.

"Lie back, Buffy," Anya said, pushing her down onto the pillows and spreading her legs. Anya buried her face in Buffy's honey-gold hair and began eagerly lapping at her mound, tasting her juices mingled with Xander's.

Tara smiled at Willow and said, "Why don't you do that for me, love?" and laid down in front of the redhead with her knees bent and parted. Willow knelt between them and kissed her lover's abdomen gently.

"Whatever you want, Tara," she said with a grin.

Xander watched and felt himself getting hard again. Willow waggled her hips and looked up from Tara's crotch. "Fuck me, Xander," she invited. "Do me doggy-style."

They rearranged themselves to give him access to Willow and he brushed his cock against her wetness, making her shudder.

Tara grinned at him before she closed her eyes to revel in the sensations Willow's tongue and fingers were causing.

Xander slid himself into Willow's slick warmth and then pulled out almost completely. Willow whimpered. He repeated the action a few times, until Willow was moaning his name in frustration and Tara's hips were bucking against her hand.

"Fuck, Willow, oh my fucking God, oh, honey, oh, God!" Tara shrieked.

Anya, meanwhile, had already brought the extremely stimulated Slayer to climax with her mouth and now had her hand three fingers deep into Buffy, flexing her arm to bring the blonde to an even louder, more powerful orgasm.

Xander, hearing her, began thrusting rapidly into Willow, gripping her hips as she moved with him, until they came almost simultaneously. Willow collapsed with her face on Tara's belly, and Xander gently lowered himself to the floor beside her.

Anya and Buffy slid off the bed to join them in a group cuddle and Buffy said, "You know, I think I like this trust building stuff."

The others could only nod in agreement.

End

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