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In short order, Willow found herself against the headboard of the bed. She had a knot of rope in her mouth and more tying her hands behind her back. She twisted her body, turning her head to look at Xander. She could hardly see him beyond Cordelia.

She was bent over the foot of the bed and Xander was kneeling down behind her, all his attention focused on her lovely ass. He groped her asscheeks in his hands and licked them playfully. First one buttock, then the other, then between them, his tongue swishing over Cordelia’s petite little anus.

Cordelia moaned. She had one hand down between her svelte thighs. She was sliding it in and out of her wet, tender pussy. Her hips twisted so she could touch herself more freely and Xander followed it with his head, keeping his tongue on her asshole. Moaning gluttonously at the taste, Xander moved his tongue down to the lowermost part of Cordelia’s slit, then back up to her puckered sphincter.

When he came down again, he licked at the finger she was masturbating herself with, sucking Cordelia’s taste off of it. Then he grabbed Cordelia’s hand by the wrist, holding it clear as his tongue probed into Cordelia’s sex, stirring the juices that were filling it. He came out with her cream coating his tongue, lubricating it as he forced it into her asshole.

Cordelia’s eyes twitched and rolled, unable to process the sensation she was feeling, but unable to not want more. She kept pleasuring herself in an attempt to push the pleasure Xander was giving her even higher, to bring herself as soon as possible to the zenith he was inexorably drawing her to.

It was an incredible feeling, having him eat her ass. She’d never had a man’s tongue anywhere near there. As perfect as she considered herself, even Cordelia had thought of her asshole as dirty, not something to ever be included in sex, but now her cheeks were spread and her hole was open and Xander was tonguing deep inside her. Cordelia rocked on the bed, pushing her perfect ass at Xander’s face, so glad he could appreciate it so much—and make appreciating it feel so good.

She looked at Willow, wanting to laugh at how the little bondage freak was staring, wide-eyed and clearly flustered by what she was watching. “Oh, I’m sorry, Rosenberg, would you like Xander to eat your flat ass too? Just say so if you would.”

Willow said something muffled by the rope gagging her mouth and Cordelia did laugh, only for Xander to suddenly land a punishing slap on her creamy ass while he ate it. Then he bit the other cheek. Cordelia had never been so offended while she felt so close to coming.

“Play nice, Cordy,” Xander growled from behind her butt. “It could always be you in the ropes, watching the show.”

Cordelia sniffed. “I’d even make ropes look good. The moment you had me tied up, you’d just want to do some nasty thing to me.” She sounded enthused at the prospect. Her eyes sidled to Willow again. “How’d you like that, Willow? No ropes tying you down, but you’d still just be watCHING—!”

Cordelia’s eyes got big as Xander took out his tongue and pushed in two bunched fingers instead. Sweat coated her features while Xander twisted his fingers around, circling them and circling them. Her anus tightened instinctively, but Xander kept on fucking his fingers through it, spinning them back and forth, Cordelia groaning as her virginal tightness was whiled away by Xander’s relentless fingers.

“I know being a tightass comes naturally to you, Cordy,” he taunted her, “but if you don’t loosen up, you’ll really gonna regret it.”

“I’m trying!” Cordelia panted, blowing a lock of sweaty hair out of her eyes. “Such a perv, God!”

“You’re the one frigging yourself,” Xander pointed out, watching her rub at her burgeoning clit desperately. “Maybe if you don’t lay off Will, I’ll just have you applaud what a nice job I’m doing on your ass instead of letting you play with yourself.”

Cordelia bit her lip. Maybe she did talk too much, because Xander could immediately sense that this quiet meant she’d acquiesced.

“No, you don’t need to applaud,” he cooed to her. “I already know how much you like this.”

He pushed another finger up her ass and Cordelia made a gagging sound. She was panicking, unable to believe she could take three fingers in her ass, that she had already taken two, but the fear faded rapidly away. The pain was so quickly changed to pleasure and then it was easy to get used to the feel of him touching her inside of her ass, no matter how uncomfortable it was.

She was tight. Xander had to fight that tightness, but Cordelia strained to take him, anxious to help him despite her apprehensions. He overcame her resistance, whittled it down to nothing but a tension around his fingers as they plunged all the way into her ass.

He ground his knuckle against her grommet, wiggled his fingers inside of her while Cordelia whined and keened. His other hand grabbed hold of her narrow waist and held her there while the three fingers reamed her mercilessly. With each pump into her asshole, it weakened a bit, the pressure getting a little less tight and Cordelia getting a little more excited. It got to the point where she whimpered in disappointment when he pulled his fingers out of her ass.

“Okay, Cordy, no more playing around. I want that ass, I want it wrapped around my cock, and I want you to thank me for letting you be my cock holster. But first, put your hand on my dick. I want you to feel every last inch that’s going to go into that sweet little ass!”

Cordelia was still fingering herself, almost bringing her body to climax even without him fingering her ass, she was so enthused. But she managed to reach back with her other hand and squeeze his cock, feeling the surging excitement that raced through his manhood. He felt huge, but not enough to make Cordelia want him to stop, to want even a single less inch of his cock in her ass. Right then, she would’ve let him fist her ass if he wanted to. Being Xander’s, no matter how much it hurt, felt so much better than anything else.

Xander knelt on top of the bed, behind Cordelia, his knees between her parted thighs. She rested her weight on her shoulder and reached behind herself with both hands, opening her asscheeks up for him.

“Fuck me!” she moaned. “Fuck me up the ass, do whatever you want to me, just so long as you’re using me like the good little cockslut I am!”

Cock in hand, Xander brought its tip up against Cordelia’s asshole. She closed her eyes, feeling its blunt head prodding into her, big and seething with lust. She couldn’t even imagine how it would feel inside her, stretching her as she’d never ever been stretched.

“Please, do it!” she panted out. “Let me have it, Harris! Let me be your anal bitch!”

Her asshole was nicely opened from how he’d fingered it. Xander was able to pop his knob inside of her ass with little trouble. Cordelia whimpered, suddenly feeling something of the full brunt of his erection, getting an idea of what it would be like when he’d totally hilted her… as she knew he would.

“Oooooh, it’ll hurt!” she worried.

“Don’t worry,” Xander told her, locking his hands onto her hips. “It won’t hurt me a bit.”

Then he drove himself into her ass as hard as he could.

His pelvis smacked against her curvy ass, making it ripple, jiggle, further emphasizing the solidness of the hard member impaling it. Cordelia screamed at how suddenly, how forcibly Xander had lunged inside her.

Xander pulled back, but Cordelia only had an instant of respite, of not being full, before he rammed into her again, miles of his thick cock going hard and deep into her bowels. Cordelia cried out again, only able to think about how fucked she was, pinned down to the bed by the weight of Xander’s body and the strength of his thrusts. There was nothing she could do about it and nothing she wanted to do about it.

“I don’t care that it hurts! Fuck me, goddamn you! Fuck my ass until you’re all fucked out, until I can’t take anymore, until I have your cum all over me!” Cordelia snarled over her shoulder. Then she turned to face Willow, her hand rubbing at her cunt faster than ever with Xander’s cock up her ass and her eyes taking in Willow’s hypnotized reaction. “Are you watching, Rosenberg? This is what it looks like when Xander’s fucking a girl! I’m his anal slut, his cum slut, I’m his favorite pet and he fucks me in the ass! I love it! I LOVE BELONGING TO XANDER HARRIS!”

Once, she might’ve lied or exaggerated, just to get under Willow’s pale, freckled skin, but now Cordelia was telling the absolute truth. Much as it hurt, much as it made her feel like her ass would never return to normal again, she loved the feel of his cock moving through her bowels. It excited her even more than Xander normally did, driving Cordelia to fuck herself with her fingers as feverishly as she could, getting herself off while Xander gave her plenty to get off on.

“OH GOD, I’M FUCKING COMING! I’M COMING FROM BEING HIS ANAL BITCH!”

Willow moaned against her gag—perhaps to point out that Cordelia shouldn’t be screaming so loudly after they’d broken into a stranger’s house for sex, but neither Xander nor Willow would’ve listened even if she could speak.

Despite Xander’s preparation, Cordelia’s ass was tight as hell. It still wasn’t tight enough to stay closed to his assault and the more he roved his cock through it, the looser she got. It was never less than snug around his manhood, but Cordelia didn’t feel any more red agony as he fucked her, only the ecstasy of being his.

She kept jilling herself, and with how aroused his sodomizing prick had made her, her cunt had virtually no choice but to orgasm, despite her keen awareness of how she’d been ass-fucked. It still felt like her whole body was wrapped around the intrusion up her ass.