My Life is Different Ch. 02

"Will," said Buffy again, only this time she drew the word out slowly and with a certain degree of impatience. She gave me her serious-face, apparently not yet realizing what a joyous occasion this was.

"Yes, Buffy?"

"Where am I?" she asked again.

"Fremont, California," I answered, "I had to do a spell to get us away from the doppelganger. He had knocked you and Spike unconscious. I had to get us all out of there, or he would have killed all three of us."

The look on Buffy's face softened and then she said, "You can do that? Wait! Where's Fremont?"

I had to think for a second. I had studied maps of California for geography class and tried to remember where Fremont was located. I have a good memory, so it didn't take long.

"It's about 300 miles north of Sunnydale," I said, "Give or take a few miles."

Buffy's eyes opened wider in amazement and she said, "So you can do spells that teleport us hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye?"

"I wasn't sure I could do it until just today," I confessed. "I've been afraid to try it out, but when that thing threatened to kill you and me, I was more afraid of him than I was of the spell going wrong."

Then Buffy looked down at her thigh with the deep slash marks in it. They looked bloody and painful. And the slash marks across her ribcage and belly looked even worse, however as Buffy and I watched, the painful-looking lacerations became smaller and closed up. Within three minutes they became nothing more than pinkish, abrasions. And within six minutes, even the abrasions were gone.

Buffy looked at me with eyes wide and her jaw hanging wide open.

"Healing spell," I explained.

"Willow, you are the best girlfriend ever," Buffy exclaimed enthusiastically, "I am so glad I chose you to have naked smoochies with! Smart, great kisser, cute butt and now healing spells! What more could I possibly ask for?"

I thought about that for a seconds and answered, "A million dollars in the bank?"

"Screw that," Buffy said in response, "I'd rather have a sexy, kick-ass Wicca like you than a girlfriend with a million dollars! There are some things money can't buy!"

Then Buffy leaned forward and pulled me in closer and kissed me passionately on the lips. Her lips felt soft, warm and inviting against mine and her hands felt warm, comfortable and familiar. The kiss felt soft and delicate at first, but it evolved into a kiss of passion and urgency. Soon we were both breathing hard as Buffy's lips merged with mine and her tongue attempted to part my lips.

"Buffy," I said panting, "we're not alone in this house. There's a girl named Justine. This is her house. She could walk in at any second. We should stop now."

Buffy was panting too, but she was sensible. We couldn't get into an intense lesbian make-out session in some stranger's home, when she might walk in at any moment.

But rather than cooling down, Buffy stood up in the tub and removed her shirt. Then she undid the snap on her blue jeans and began to unzip them. And she didn't stop removing items of clothing until she was completely naked.

And then, when she was standing completely naked in the tub, my girlfriend said, "Will, maybe you should lock the door."

This was pretty sexually daring for Buffy. Of course, she had just barely survived that attack by that doppelganger. Some people react to brushes with death, by doing things that embrace life. Maybe that's what Buffy was doing in this case. At any rate, Buffy's suggestion to lock the bathroom door seemed like a good one. I took my eyes off of my naked girlfriend for a few seconds, so I could work the lock on the bathroom door, and when I turned back she was still there, naked, slender, hands on her hips, her chin raised up high and her firm breasts rising as she breathed in and out faster than normal.

Buffy tried to keep her facial expression calm and serene, however she was very nearly panting. I had rarely seen her so wanton and bursting with sexual need before. Her beautiful lips parted and her breathing sped up even faster. She then proceeded to lick her lips and make a soft moaning sound and very slowly, playfully said, "Now, maybe...just maybe...you should take off your clothes and get into the tub with me."

The sight on my naked girlfriend with her hands on her hips, her breasts thrust forward invitingly, water beading on her naked skin and a seductive look on her beautiful face very nearly shut my brain down completely. Without even thinking about it, my hands worked buttons, zippers and laces and within seconds all of my clothes were on the floor and I was standing naked in the tub, next to Buffy.

And once I was standing in the water, I felt tingly and all of my body was aching for Buffy. It was almost as if the healing waters had some sort of special power to incite lust and sexual need. I wrapped my arms around Buffy's naked torso, pulling her close, kissing her deeply.

Buffy was a way better kisser than any of the boys I ever kissed. As we both kissed and moaned and held each other close, I could feel my nipples becoming hard and a naughty wetness forming between my legs. Then I moaned as Buffy slipped her tongue into my mouth. It was warm, wet, stimulating and tasted kind of like cherry lifesavers.

Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door and I heard Justine call out, "Willow, are you okay in there? The bathroom door is locked."

I reluctantly broke from the kiss and pulled back from Buffy's naked body just a little bit and steadied my voice a little and called back, "I'm fine, Justine! I just needed privacy for the healing spell to work! I'll unlock it as soon as the spell is done!!"

"You need privacy for the healing spell to work?" Buffy whispered into my ear.

"Would you rather I told her the truth?" I asked.

Buffy shook her head in negation and smiled a playful, impish smile, and then she pulled me in close and pressed her naked body into mine. I could feel Buffy's high, firm breasts being pressed into my own naked boobs, flattening them out. I could also feel her firm, athletic thighs rubbing gently against my own. And as my girlfriend held me close, I could feel her heart beating passionately as her ribcage was pressed against my naked torso.

"I can feel your heart beating," I said softly as Buffy's slender, naked body was pressed close to mine, "I love the feel of your heart, pounding. It's like it's beating just for me."

Buffy pulled back slightly so I could see the seductive smile on her face and said, "My heart belongs to you, Will," and then she took my right hand and pressed it directly to her breast.

Buffy's breasts were high and firm, though not really very large, just slightly more than a handful.

"Can you still feel my heart beating?" Buffy asked.

With my hand on Buffy's naked breast, I could feel each individual beat of her heart. I'd had sex with Buffy before, but somehow feeling her heartbeat with my hands seemed more intimate.

I nodded my head and said, "I goes thump-thud, thump-thud, thump-thud."

With my hand on her breast, I also noticed how hard and erect Buffy's nipples were. They were like pencil erasers. They only get like that when Buffy's really, really in a naughty, sexy, please-touch-me kind of mode.

"Watching you makes my heart beat like that," Buffy said, "You make my heart happy."

This comment earned Buffy another kiss. We both moaned as Buffy's soft lips pressed into mine and Buffy's fingertips pressed into my naked flesh, but Buffy was insanely hot with sexual huger and kissing just wasn't going to be enough for her, so before long I my mouth was on her hard nipple and I was using my teeth and tongue on her swollen, pink nub of flesh.

"Aaaghhhh, Oooooaahhh, Uuuuuuahh," moaned Buffy, making all sorts of pleasant, erotic vowel sounds.

"God, Will," Buffy moaned as I stimulated her perfect, pink nipple

My girlfriend was so turned on, she had trouble forming actual words. Her grip on my shoulders tightened and those powerful, athletic arms pushed me down to my knees. I soon found myself staring at the wet, pink, swollen pubic lips of Buffy's sex. Buffy shaved her pubic area, however my face was so close to her sweet, sensual womanhood I could see tiny, minor bits of stubble where her pubic hairs were attempting to grow back.

I took a few seconds to admire the beauty of the pink, puffy, moist slit between Buffy's firm, athletic thighs, and I tried to take some time to plant soft kisses on her beautiful bare thighs and nuzzle her flat belly, but Buffy's need was such that wasn't willing to be very patient, and I soon felt Buffy's strong hands on the back of my head, encouraging me to stick my tongue where it belonged.

I thrust my tongue deep inside my girlfriend and was almost immediately rewarded with louder moaning, panting and an athletic gyration of Buffy's pelvis against my face.

Buffy made a lot more vowel sounds and held my face tightly against her crotch. I licked and probed her sex as best I could under the circumstances, and Buffy kept thrusting her vulva into my face like she was doing a really enthusiastic salsa dance.

"Will, Oh, Gaaaaauhhhhh," Buffy moaned as she writhed and jerked and twitched and my mouth filled with liquid orgasm. Buffy usually gushed with orgasmic fluids when I ate her pussy, however this time she gushed a lot more than normal. It seemed like a flood of juices this time. I loved the taste of Buffy, so this was not a problem for me, however I was just taken by surprise. It was almost like a water balloon exploding in my face.

Buffy sighed and panted and tried to catch her breath while I cleaned her juices off my face.

"Oh God, oh God, Oh God," Buffy panted and her firm, beautiful breasts heaved up and down as she continued to gasp for air.

Buffy's knees buckled and she leaned against the tiled wall for support. She had a blissful smile on her face, but she looked pleasantly exhausted and spent.

"Oh God, Will, that was amazing," Buffy exclaimed, and then she added, "You were amazing! Do healing spells always make people so horny?

I looked up at Buffy. Her eyes were barely open and the euphoric smile on her face bespoke of post-orgasmic bliss. I was thrilled to see her so happy, but I had no idea how to answer her question. Was it normal for healing spells to make you horny? I really had no idea. None of my spell books said anything about any sexual side-effects to the spell.

"I dunno," I finally answered, "I've never cast a healing spell before."

Then Buffy's eyelids fluttered and she opened her eyes slightly and looked down at me and replied, "Well, I guess we're gonna have to do some research then."

"Really?" I asked, kinda enthusiastic about testing Buffy's hypothesis about healing spells.

Then Buffy sank gracefully down to her knees and slowly, gently placed hands on me. First she touched my bare shoulders and then she wrapped her arms around my upper torso and pulled me close.

"Y'know, I get hurt on the job a lot," Buffy said softly, "So, we'll probably get to do research on this healing spell thing two of three times a week."

"Two or three?" I asked, and then Buffy leaned in for a long, slow, lingering, intimate kiss.

By the time Buffy broke from the kiss, I was gasping for air...but in a good, sexy, happy way and then Buffy playfully replied, "Maybe four. Being a slayer is a dangerous job."