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Chapter 11 by Cross C Cross C

How does Buffy's night go?

Well, it starts with a stalker...

She was on her way to Sunnydale’s teen designated orgy location for the night.

Buffy wore a stylish jacket, the sides of which were pushed completely apart by the twin masses of her breasts sitting proudly atop her chest in a lovely white half cup brassiere that revealed everything from her thimble thick nipples on up. The slight chill of the night tickled her bare abdomen but her legs were snugly encased within a set of very expensive dark jean leggings. A white thong bisected her wonderfully tight and perfect bottom, the material of which quickly expanded to support her fecund scrotum before becoming a constricting sleeve for her dangling member, a very it blue dragon motif spiraling on it and around her shaft.

She was in among the seemingly deserted buildings on the edge of the non-suburban part of town and if not for the fact that she was a super powered huntress of the night, she might have been a little creeped out.

Buffy heard the sound of footsteps behind her and she jerked around.

A dark figure was standing about thirty meters behind her, just looking at her. Okaayy... totally creeped out.

Buffy continued walking, a bit faster only to hear the stranger following her with a measured pace.

SCENE BREAK

Buffy jumped off the roof, her breasts flying up in response to pummel her cheeks as her flaccid cock slapped her chest with a meaty thunk. She was not exactly dressed for this sort of thing...

She had no more time to critique her fashion choices as she landed atop her stalker, powerful thighs around her head and her ankles locked across her tits. She ignored the piercing burn in her suddenly squashed testicles and flexed her abs throwing herself backwards and the other hermpire followed, toppling over. Hitting the ground, Buffy slammed her arms into the pavement adding to her momentum and with legs still clenched tightly sent her opponent flipping through the air to slam face first into the ground.

Amazingly, she was on her feet as soon as Buffy was and the slayer snapped a kick that blasted the hermpire back against the wall.

“Was that foreplay?” the hermpire asked with faint amusement tinging her voice.

Buffy’s eyes narrowed as she took in the taller woman’s striking beauty, all dark haired and porcelain flesh. She was covered completely in black leather, all of her curves showcased deliciously from the small swells of her bosom, the outrageous flaring of her hips from a waspish waist, to the very significant girthy tubular bulge running down her right thigh. The blonde felt her arousal pulse at this sexy vision along with the usual horniness brought on from a fight.

{Think Selene from Underworld}

“Foreplay is you sucking me off right now. That’s the only right answer to this question: Why are you following me?”

The hermpire smirked and raised her eyebrows, “Really? In this town? Brave girl.” She shrugged, “Well, I don’t bite, anyway.” She ambled forward as her eyes casually drank in Buffy’s body, “Truth is, I didn’t think you’d be this big. Well. Taller and bigger with the muscles and all that but...holy. That’s a schlong, girlie.”

Buffy stepped back, her face suddenly flush as the other woman’s first comment hit home. It really would be stupid for her to demand head from some random chick on the street. Like offering a potential vamp a nice big blood popsicle. And eww. Bad mental image that. “What do you want?”

The dark haired hermpire had stopped as the slayer stepped back, her demeanor ever still faintly amused, “Same thing you do.”

Buffy just managed not to roll her eyes, “Oh yea? You want a tummy full of warm tasty librarian cum, too?”

The other’s brow furrowed for a second before all of the amusement faded and she spoke with barely contained hatred, “To kill’em. To kill’em all.”

“Yea....not so much.” replied Buffy evenly as she pressed forward, not liking the way this assuredly smaller hermpire was controlling the encounter. Her much much larger breasts overwhelmed the other’s smaller chest, her buoyant flesh pooling between them as she drove her back against the wall. Buffy’s hand snaked down between them to cup the other’s balls as she continued, “Answers I would have taken include, but are not limited to, to suck them all...to fuck them all (well, so long as they’re hot or have a really great personality)...or and this one would have got you like max points- to be left alone.” Buffy silently amended that statement, well not really alone. Jerking it off was a pretty unfulfilling way to take care of herself....

“You really think that’s an option anymore? The Gates to Diyu are right here beneath this town. And they’re about to open.” She took advantage of the way her words caused Buffy’s hand to hesitate on her package and she slipped around to face the wall as one hand drew the slayer’s partially swollen member up into the cleavage of her tight leather clad ass, she lightly pumped her hips, teasing the larger hermpire as she spoke over her shoulder, “Don’t turn your back on this. You’ve got to be ready.”

Buffy’s arousal was swelling, fogging her thoughts as she replied, her hands falling to the other hermpire’s hips by instinct. She had no intention of turning her back on this hot little number and she was more than ready, “Oh?” anticipation dripped from her voice, “For what?”

“The Harvest.” the dark haired hermpire enigmatically answered right before pumping her ass back hard enough to draw out a painful wince from Buffy as her hard buns bludgeoned the blonde’s enormous sensitive scrotum. The distraction was enough for her to slip out from the slayer’s hold and she stepped away.

Buffy’s cock was achingly hard, jutting out from her slim hips the material of her sling badly strained. “Wait. Where are you going? We’re not finished here!” She made sure to fill her tone with Dominance but the leather clad hermpire didn’t pause, her hips swaying teasingly as she walked away.

The slayer was utterly shocked, so much so that she didn’t do anything but stare after the sexy hermpire as she rounded a corner and was gone. That was the second time she’d been denied today. Was their something wrong with her? Was there a sale on stupid magical cockblocking wards down at the mall? Seriously, what the hell?

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