Buffy: Wedding Present (M/F, Futa/F fantasy, Futa/M, incomplete)

Story by archer15

Here is a Buffy story that has been sitting on my hard drive for a considerable length of time. The story is incomplete and will probably never be resumed. It is broken in to two parts. The first actually works as a short story and is M/F than Futa fantasizing about female. The second part, which was supposed to flow from the first, is futa/male and ends rather abruptly.

Note that this story falls under the category of 'I typed it up, never going to finish it, but might as well post it'. As a reader, I would rather see an author's unfinished work than never see it at all, so I take the same approach with my writing. I think there is enough here to be enjoyable, though as I never wrote it as far as I planned there is very little editing. I'll let people go ahead and read the story and if they to know why it isn't be continued, my comments will below the stories.

Part One "Yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a slut!"

Xander grinned as Anya screamed in front of him. She was on her hands and knees, ass in the air, as he rode her on top of their bed. She was cumming from his cock in her ass. It was probably her third orgasm, but it was hard to keep track. With his hand rubbing her clit her orgasms seemed to go continuously from one to the other.

He would have liked to have held out even longer, but there was a limit to how far he could push himself. He screamed out her name as he came in her ass and then collapsed onto the bed.

Anya rolled over next to him as she let out a pleasurable sigh. "So, how was your first time fucking my ass?"

Xander chuckled. "I've fucked your ass plenty of times."

"I meant, as my husband."

"Ah, it was excellent. How was the first time as a wife?"

"Excellent as well. As was the first time with you fucking my pussy. How was your first blowjob?"

"The one you gave me when we got back to the room, or the one you gave me in the bathroom of the reception hall?"

"I'd already forgotten about that one," Anya said with a laugh. "That was more of a handjob, I just put your cock in my mouth to swallow your cum."

"Both were great," Xander said as he leaned over and kissed his wife.

She smiled back as they cuddled for a few minutes. "So what do you want next? First titfuck? First foot job? Or should I break out the toys?"

Xander's laugh was filled with exhaustion. "I've cum five times today already. Once this morning, once at the wedding, shit, I didn't think I could manage another three tonight. It's a miracle I'm still alive."

Anya pouted. "I want to have more sex."

Xander closed his eyes. "You're an insatiable slut and I love you. Let me get at least an hour of sleep and then we'll see."

Anya watched as he drifted off. She loved Xander. She loved her husband. The wedding had been earlier today. It had been a little tricky at first, with an old enemy showing up to cause havoc, but in the end Xander had decided to proceed with the ceremony, even if he was soaking wet. It had been the happiest day of her life. She was with the man she wanted and had numerous orgasms. Life couldn't get better.

Well, there was only one thing that could make it better.

Presents!

Anya had been slightly disappointed that not everyone gave her wonderful, wonderful cash, but material goods were a nice alternative. They had opened all the presents already, but that didn't mean Anya couldn't go and revel in it.

She walked through the living room. It was fortunate that some members of Xander's family were rich otherwise it would have been a very disappointing event. Most of their mutual friends had brought paltry offerings, and Anya's old friends didn't exactly understand the spirit. Not that she said anything bad about the jar of Shaalak scales she had received, those things were extremely hard to get after all, but she didn't really have a use for them anymore.

There was one present that stood out. Halfrek, her old vengeance (justice) demon friend, had retrieved for her a very pretty necklace. It had surprised Anya greatly. Halfrek had opposed the wedding more than anyone else. The note with the necklace had said 'if you need to get married, at least let the union be as equal as possible'. It was a weird note. The necklace was pretty, and looked like it would accentuate her breasts well, not exactly something that would lead to equal marriage.

Shrugging Anya put the necklace around her neck. A moment later she blacked out.

When she woke up her body felt very different. She looked down to see a large cock jutting out from her groin. She reached a hand down between her legs. She could feel the outline for her pussy, but it otherwise seemed to be completely covered. Her hand reached up and grasped her cock.

Joy rushed through her body. It wasn't necessarily better than the many times she had touched her pussy, but certainly different. As a woman who was constantly searching for

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