Buffy the Shemale Vampire Slayer Part 4

Buffy lapped the flood, rubbed her nose in it, drank deeply of it, and still more of the nectar gushed from Anya's quivering loins. Grasping Anya's tits, Buffy squeezed them in her hands; she kneaded, lightly pinched, and tweaked their stiff nipples with her thumbs and fingers. Mostly, though, she concentrated on the smooth, hard nub of Anya's wet, pink clit, lavishing loving attention upon this bud of her femininity, this blossom from which her sexuality bloomed and flourished. Her tongue licked the firm button of flesh while she kissed and nuzzled the slick, glistening labia that continually drooled the juices from the demon's overflowing cunt. Although Buffy knew that a pussy was meant for a dick, that it was vestibule to the womb, in which babies were conceived and developed and were brought forth into the world, it seemed, just now, to have no other purpose than to be licked, bathed, and washed with another woman's tongue; to be kissed with another woman's lips; and to be rubbed and caressed and fondled by another woman's fingertips. Any other use of such a holy place seemed impious and wrong. It seemed self-evident that a pussy was intended solely as a means by which women could worship their femininity, giving pleasure to and receiving bliss from one another.

As she licked and sucked Anya's pussy, Buffy made occasional slurping sounds that would normally have embarrassed her. However, in the context of their lovemaking, these rude sounds were merely titillating, making the sight of her tongue probing and licking Anya's watery, pink cunt all the more exciting. With renewed vigor, Buffy stroked and bathed Anya's lust-hardened clit. The demon cried out, writhing, as orgasm swept through her, clutching at Buffy's hair. "Willow! Oh! Eat my cunt, you lesbian slut!"

Willow?

Buffy frowned, drawing back from the flooded cunt she'd been licking and poking with her tongue. Suddenly, she saw something terrible inside her mind, so frightening that it obliterated all the lust that had, only moments ago, possessed Buffy so completely as to have nearly overwhelmed her.