NEW FIC: The Sex Journals

[Washi]

Hey Kittens!



My muse apologizes for taking off too early, but she kinda sent me a replacement, one that makes me write angst... Just to let you know, I'm working on a new fic... Have been for a long time. Total angst... Some kittens have read some of it, but I'll only post it once I finished it... Anyways, I'm working right now on an update and hopefully, I'll post it later.



Thanks to all the kittens who are reading this fic and special thanks for those who replied.



the vamp nurd: Hey you! Happy Birthday!

I know I'm late, but ate is better than never, right?

My borthday is October 19th, I'll be 20. I hope you had a fabulous time!



JustSkipIt: Hey Deb! Well, if you were floored by the compliment, you had to see how floored I was after reading the Series. My jaw was hanging wide open, and drool was dripping down on my shoes. Okay, not nice visual, forget that one. Update-y goodness coming up soon.



WannaBlessedBe: Hey! I'm so happy you posted your first post here! I'm so glad you like the story! Thanks for your compliments!



serenity : Hey! Glad you joined the party! I'm glad you liked it and more is coming up!



damron39: Thanks for the feedback! And if you need help with a NC-17 scene, give me an email, we'll discuss it!



Taras Shadow: Hey baby!

I'm sure the other addiction you're talking about is kinda like my own addiction... Maybe we could help each other's addiction problems.

I'm so sure YMKA could back ya up! A fine back side indeed!

A nice cool bath is nice, although, I'm more for a hot bath... not alone, of course. And, as for my guttermind... I bet my definition of spanish kiss was something you particularly enjoyed.

You're the great one!



Arwen276: I'm glad you found it! And I'm glad it inspired such reactions... Let's just say that all of my journals and diaries are in well kept places... did I mention the locks involved?

I try my best to update as much as I can, but you know, life gets in the way... or is that the chat?

Thanks for the ego boost!



halfsmile: Hey Vanessa. Glad you joined in the fun! I'm glad you're liking this fic, and I hope I won't dissapoint ya!

Wow, you actually decided to post here as soon as you registered! I'm so flattered! Thanks a lot!



YMKA: Hey you! Lovely? It's all good... being speechless is good... can be very good.

I gotta say, I'm loving vanilla more and more evryday.

As for Holly's sultry voice...

The Worship Washi's voice? Thanks... be sure to tell me when the cult starts. Update soon, I promise.



DarkRed: Hey Anat! Long time no see! I gotta say that my muse likes spicey talk, not insults, but spicey tak is really great for the muse.

Vanilla heh?



VicariousSmoochies: Hey you! Just the word wow is enough for my little ego... Thanks a lot for joining the fun, and I'm glad ya liked it!



mysticwiccan64: Hey you! I'm so glad you liked the story! I miss them too, but I get my daily fix in here!

Kick and lick, why didn't I think of that phrasing?

Wow, one of your faves? I'm so flattered!

In a way, I'm kinda like Anya. More coming up soon!



So kittens, let me write some more, for the update, and I'll post it later!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[Washi]

TITLE: THE SEX JOURNALS 15/?

AUTHOR: Washi (ZWS)

EMAIL: washi70s@yahoo.fr

RATING: NC-17 baby! This part is maybe a PG-13.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this?

So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

SPOILERS: Up to the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. The rest is just crap IMHO.

TIMELINE and NOTES: This is set about two years after the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. Tara doesn’t get ‘shot accidentally.’ She’s happy and alive here. Buffy was shot, but she lived and the three nerds are in jail. Xander and Anya got back together after a while, and finally they got married. Dawn is in college. You’ll get details of all these events as the “Journal” will reveal many things.

FEEDBACK: I love it, I live for it, either here or by email, although here is better.

ARCHIVE: Wherever, just let me know first.

THANKS: To all the naughty Kittens in the chat and smut authors who inspire me. Thanks to tkheaven for one of our chats where we thought of Anya finding something about our girls. Something more detailed I mean.

OTHER THANKS: To Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson who gave spirit to these wonderful characters! You girls rock my world!

ANGST? WHAT ANGST? Maybe minor stuff, but nothing to be worried about.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the first time I write smut, so if you like it, let me know! Also, encouragement and ideas r cool with me, but these (the ideas) have to reach me by email.Still working on The Pain in the Path Of Love.

I don't have a beta, so all mistakes are mine.



Thoughts are in <>. Journal entries are in italic.



*****





Morning came and Willow woke up to find Tara still asleep. Usually, the blonde would always wake up before Willow, except the times when Willow’s brain wouldn’t leave its owner alone. And the night before was absolutely in that category. Willow had dreamed the few hours she had slept of the proposal. She had dreamed of various scenarios, various places and even various answers the blonde could give her, ranging from a simple yes to a simple no.



Willow thought as she slowly untangled herself from Tara’s embrace.



Tara frowned in her sleep and hugged Willow’s pillow to her, calmed by the smell of her lover on it. Willow smiled, and trudged downstairs to make breakfast for her lover.

It was something she did as often as she could, but since Tara was an early riser, her lover would usually make breakfast. Willow made blueberry pancakes and poured two glasses of juice, along with two mugs of steaming coffee and settled everything on a tray before going back upstairs.



She found Tara still cuddling the pillow, but the quiet little moans she was making deep in her throat showed how close she was to waking up. She placed the tray on the nightstand and crouched in front of the bed.



“Wake up baby.”



Tara’s eyes immediately fluttered open. She focused her eyes on the green ones staring back at her and smiled.



“Morning sweetie.” Tara said, her voice scratchy from sleep.



“Morning baby.” Willow replied, leaning down and capturing Tara’s lips in a sweet kiss, lips and tongues grazing.



Willow pulled back and set the platter on Tara’s lap, smiling softly.



“Aww, sweetie, why didn’t you wake me up? You didn’t have to bring me breakfast in bed.” Tara said, smiling at her lover, even though she did secretly like being pampered.



“I wanted to. I would bring ya breakfast in bed everyday if I could. Every single day of our lives. I’m planning on spoiling you rotten.” Willow finished, grinning.



She settled down next to Tara in bed and they ate their breakfast, feeding each other bites of syrup-soaked pancakes. Tara fed an extra-syrupy bite to Willow and the sticky syrup dribbled on her chin. Before Willow could wipe it off, Tara was there, her tongue licking the stickiness from Willow’s skin. Willow shivered as Tara’s lips joined and she sucked at Willow’s chin before trailing her mouth upward, joining Willow’s lips in a slow kiss. Willow parted her lips, inviting Tara inside, and she responded, plunging her tongue into the warmth. Willow tasted the syrup on her lover’s tongue and decided to wring it out by sucking at Tara’s tongue passionately. Tara moaned, the feel of Willow sucking her tongue while her own was flicking it was making her lightheaded. She tried to turn more towards Willow when she remembered the platter that was still in her lap. She groaned her displeasure, and Willow’s lips curved into a smile.



Willow thought.



Slowly, Willow let go of Tara’s tongue and they broke the kiss slowly, both trying to draw out the contact of their lips. They finally lost the contact, both women breathing raggedly, their lips reddened and wet. They looked into each other’s eyes, seeing the desire swirling in the colored globes. They leaned in again, slowly, looking at each other’s lips, drawn together.



The phone rang.



Willow’s face turned to the phone and glared at it angrily.



“Damn phone, who would call in the morning? Breaking up smoochie time…” Willow grumbled before answering the phone with a tight “Hello.”



“Yeah… uhuh… but… oh, alright… I’m coming… Give me twenty minutes!” she replied before hanging up.



She turned to face Tara. “Baby, that was work. I have to go.” Willow said, pouting, obviously displeased by the turn of events.



Tara smiled and kissed Willow lightly. “Actually,” she said, looking at her watch. “I have to leave soon too. Go shower, we’ll get back to this tonight.” she finished, kissing Willow again.



Willow kissed her back and got up, grumbling something about “damn work getting in the way of gay lovin’”. Tara laughed and continued her breakfast, letting her thoughts drift to Willow’s sweetness. She was proud to be the one Willow wanted to pamper and to take care of. The love she felt for the redhead kept growing everyday, and her heart could burst from happiness. But it didn’t burst, it just kept growing bigger and bigger. She sighed happily and drank her juice before getting up and stretching.



Willow came back from her shower and dressed up while Tara was taking her own shower. They met in front of the door and kissed goodbye. Willow got in her car, a happy smile in her face.



she thought happily.



*****



Buffy was coming out of her house, still grumpy when she saw Tara walking over to her.



“Hey Tare.” Buffy greeted, smiling as she remembered what she read the night before and that Willow and Tara could get married legally.



“Hey Buffy. I was wondering if you could give me a ride. Willow was called in and had to leave early.”



“Sure thing! Hop in!” she replied, unlocking the car doors.



Tara got in, smiling at her friend’s chirpiness.



*****



Willow was walking through ever Sunnydale jewelry shop, in search of the perfect ring. So far, she had visited three shops and hadn’t found something that spoke to her. She wanted to find something beautiful, something special. Yet everything she had seen was too classic or too common.

She decided to get a mocha and think when she saw a new jeweler’s, a shop that had just opened. She decided to check it out and crossed the street.

Walking into the store, she immediately felt something weird… a wiccan’s powerful presence. The shop keeper was a woman, not much older than her. She had striking blue eyes and black hair and a feeling of peace all around her. Willow smiled.



“Hello.” the shopkeeper said. “My name’s Samantha, may I help you? Are you looking for something special?”



Willow smiled when she saw some special looking rings and pendants. She was in a Wiccan jewelry store.



she thought wryly.



“Yes, I’m looking for an engagement ring. Something…”



“Special.” The shop keeper finished, smiling. He moved to a glass case and motioned Willow at it.



“Here are our engagement rings. If you have a design in mind, we can also make it.”



Willow looked through the glass an she was pulled to a ring. She looked at it again and asked the woman to let her see it up close. The woman opened the case and slid the ring towards Willow on a velvet pad. Willow looked closely at the gold ring. It had 6 tiny diamonds framing a sapphire stone, it’s deep blue instinctively reminding her of her lover’s eyes when she was aroused. The ring was simple and beautiful.

Willow smiled and knew it was the one. She looked up at the woman and smiled.



“That’s the one.”



Willow gave the woman Tara’s ring size and said she’d pick it up the day after. The woman agreed and Willow paid for the ring. She left, smiling and she almost skipped down the street to the Expresso Pump.



*****



Willow entered the Magic Box with two cups of mochas, the bell overhead signaling her entrance to a joyous sounding Anya.



“Welcome to the Magic… oh, it’s you. How are you doing Willow?” Anya asked politely, secretly crestfallen that it was only Willow who came in and not a money-spending customer.



“Hey Anya. I’m doing great! Here’s a mocha!” Willow continued, giving the startled blonde one of the cups she was carrying.



“What’s the favor you want to ask me Willow?” Anya asked her. Her eyes looked over the store and found no one, so she sat down facing Willow at the heavy research table.



“What makes you say… Oh fine! I just wanna talk to you for a minute.” Willow replied, trying to see if the blonde would listen to her. “It’s about Tara.” she added, hoping to score a point in her favor.



Anya smiled. Then frowned. “You aren’t going to break up again, right? I don’t want you to. You are perfect together.”



Willow chuckled. “No Anya, we’re not breaking up. I wanted to ask you, as Tara’s best friend… did she ever talk to you about getting married to me, or an engagement or something of the kind?” Willow asked, taking a sip of her mocha and biting her lower lip.



Anya eyed Willow up and down. “You’re going to ask her, aren’t you? I bet you will have a great wedding, and Tara won’t leave you at the altar, and you won’t either. I hope you will be very happy.”



“Thanks Anya… so, tell me, did Tara ever talk to you about the proposal?” Willow replied, smiling.



“Well…” Anya started, “she did tell me once that whomever of you two proposed wouldn’t be important and nothing would matter unless the answer. She said that she would want it to be something simple. That’s all she said.”



“Ok, gotcha, simple!” Willow looked at her watch. “I have to go. One last thing, please don’t tell anyone about this, especially not Tara. I want it to be a surprise, ok?”



“Yes Willow, my mouth is shut, I won’t talk about it.” Anya replied, smiling. “Like many things concerning you two sex crazed lesbians.” she continued under her breath.



Willow smiled at her, not having heard her last remark and left, waving.



Anya thought as she looked up the door to see two young women entering the shop.



She rubbed her hands together and went to serve and help the customers, inwardly chanting her mantra.



*****

TBC...



Questions? Comments? Flying Marinara Sauce? Flying bras and panties?



More soon, I promise!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[The Rose24]

You hit the reaction from Anya right on the head. She is always hilarious.



I know Tara is going to love the ring Willow picks out for her.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[WannaBlessedBe]

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

that's about all i can say......give me a minute......ok

ooo.....breakfast in bed is always nice!



i just have to say you're an amazing writer, i love reading it, and i'm glad that i posted my first reply to you're fic!



but OUCH, *mouth dry, hanging open* nice clifhanger, evil but nice.........need an up-date quick!



Krystle

[YMKA]

Washi

What a lovely update!!!! And Tara....proud!? )ahm..thank you!!!

Hm..I wonder where Tara needs to go....hm...

Simple...Simple words, simple ring and simpe proposal.... I just LOVE everything simple, I associate simple with "elegant".

Gotta love Anya...

Now...must go sleep... ....tho it kinda hard after that conversation..... but hey.....must try...

Thank you,

I know I'm forgetting something ....2am...after one hour, or so of sexy voice and well...I'll edit it later...

Edited by: YMKA at: 7/8/03 11:01 pm

[Lt Sticks]

oh washi....u are divine! Fabulous update as always



~Sticks

A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix



I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...

[SJ]

Great update

Anya is such a hoot

[Arwen276]

Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww That's sooo sweet!!!!!

the proposal...FINALLY!!!



I'm so happy!!!!



I loved the morning scene, so intimate and cozy!



Thanks Washi!!

I can't wait to read your newest fic, and hope the angst would be a tad reduced...not a big fan of it....



~Arwen

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

[serenity]

oh this is sweet! willow wants to ask tara to marry her?! that´s soooo cute!!!

please more!!!

[Stroke of Luck]

Oh i just want to read the next part really soon. I want to see how Tara react to that proposal



Hmm i wonder if Willow gets a ring with a green stone that fits to her eyes Hehe and who will be the bridesmaids We need two this time



Cu

SoLick/Natti

This is a duet, Amber! You need to sing!"- Tony

[Washi]

This is gonna piss off some of you... Today, I have been told that I'm leaving for my trip tomorrow afternoon. I have one day to get ready, which in itself is already a short time. I won't be able to update for a while on both fics... but hopefully, I'll get to be able to post some updates during the summer. I hope everone has a great time, and I swear to be back after the summer with many many updates!



Yours Truly,



Washi

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[Taras Shadow]

Washi!



I wish you the best of luck and a kick ass time on your vacation! Wish I were on vacation too! >thinks about Spain<



Love the last update! Dude! Our Willow and Tara's are getting married!



Can't wait until you come back! We're gonna miss you in the voice chats. We're gonna miss anyway! Oh and we should talk about our scenes we're going to write when you get back!



GOOD LUCK AND HAVE FUN!!



~Holly~

Paulie: You think I'm a lesbian?

Mary: You're a girl in love with a girl, aren't you?

Paulie: No, I'm Paulie in love with Tori. And Tori is - she is in love with me, because she is mine and I am hers. And neither of us are lesbians. - Lost and Delirious -

[littlecrazy80]

That was sweet.

Willow and Tara are getting married. Can´t wait for the proposal.



Have lots of fun on your vacation.



*lil´c*

Let´s get happy and let´s be gay. germany´s grand prix song



Check this out

[tillowara]

Washi,

I am so torn. Anya is doing something that I think about often, which is, wonder what the inner lives of other peoples' relationships look like...but the thing is, the part of me that digs it is in battle with the part of me that thinks she should have left that diary somewhere where Willow or Tara would have found it immediately after she discovered it was theirs. It's like, just because you may want to know, doesn't give you the right TO KNOW, unless they feel like sharing...so something feels wrong, I mean, I just keep thinking that it'd be hard for me to look at them the same way, knowing that I was betraying their privacy...I mean, I wouldn't want anyone reading my sex journal, outside of the person I was having sex with...are you struggling with this too?

But the love stuff you are swimming in is good, really good, so good I can't wait to see my love later...

[tillowara]

OK, so this was wonderful, sexual and sensual, which are both oh so necessary...voyeurism is a tricky, complex thing...its seductive and strange...should you do this, oh but i just can't stop...I know i shouldn't, but this is just too damned good not to...I don't know what to think about the subject, so i won't think about it...actually i just read that line in Antigone's fiction...shit, this stuff is so much better than anything I have ever seen on a screen. I'm so looking forward to the rest of it.

[DarkRed]

Heya there Washi!

Great update!! gush i love that Anya chick hilarious.

Have a really really (really) amazing time on your vacation! don't forget to bring us gifties! Lol. all us worshipers will keep up with the praying, and sacrificing and such

Love you baby.

anat.



P.s- hey i've got an idea! why don't you tell your real name to members of the washi cult only.. it'll be like a secret thingy between us you know ? Lmao. well i tried..



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"I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy." --Dory

[halfsmile]

Hi Washi .....

I loved that update and I am crazy for the next one........

I will have to wait, but everything well, I hope you have wonderful vacations and return full of new ideas!!!!!!! LOL

kisses

good-bye halfsmile



eliasgirl@msn.com

Edited by: BytrSuite at: 7/12/03 5:55 pm

[YMKA]

I know....Washi's real name...is Washi

It's like with the middle name of Renee O'Connor...no one knew it....but apperently everyone KNEW it

Come on...I think that if she wants to tell she will if not...Washi works just fine We'll still luv her!!!!

or at least I will

And Anat...I think u should be able to understand that: Shalom lax





M

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

[Stroke of Luck]

OH oh i know it, i know it MARINA



Her middle name is Reneé and her first name is Evelyn!!! Or maybe other way around no one knows it



So her full name is Evelyn Reneé O'Connor/Muir



Am i good or what Sorry i just wanted to drop that....and if Washis name is Evelyn wow what a name



So Washi is there a time when some kittens will know your name?



Cu

SoL/Natti

This is a duet, Amber! You need to sing!"- Tony

[Fuzz WT]

Oh I can't hardly wait for the update!!!!



So, Washi ( or Evelyn ) I wish you would come back and propose me soon...um, I mean, do me a proposal scene...um, a W/T proposal scene...er...never mind.



Oh, one more thing, I love the pampering Willow and the wanna play Tara. Willow was so cute, going around the town, looking for perfect ring and worried how to do proposal perfectly.



Then, obviously, I hate the interrupted phone.



Have a great trip!

*Fuzz*

*******




Hey! You're gonna back off! She said no and that's it. ~ TARA

[Washi]

Hello Kittens!



I'm really sorry to inform you of this... The diskette all of my work was on won't work. I think it got hit or something on the trip, aka all my work is gone. I know where I was, so I'll probably have an update by next week.



Love to all!



Washi

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[earthlovinwicca]

damn stupid technology... oh well it will be worth the wait.

hope you had a good trip.

ELW

[AmbeRocks]

Hey!

I,m new here, well at least it's the first time i'm posting, but i really got to tell you that your story is amazing. Reading your words is like reading poetry, but with understanding all the meaning behind it! I just feel that we have the same way to "see" tara and willow's relationship. I can't wait to read more, so please never stop writting!

Jen

[sam7777]

evil computer demons. Just want to say loving this fic and "Pain in the Path of love". Your Willow and Tara are just too sexy.

_____________________

I see dead lesbian cliches

[Washi]

TITLE: THE SEX JOURNALS 16/?

AUTHOR: Washi (ZWS)

EMAIL: washi70s@yahoo.fr

RATING: NC-17 baby!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the characters, Joss does or whoever. If I owned them, do you really think I would let season 6 happen? And why the hell would I be writing this?

So yeah, all belongs to Joss, ME etc...

SPOILERS: Up to the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. The rest is just crap IMHO.

TIMELINE and NOTES: This is set about two years after the first thirty minutes of “Seeing Red”. Tara doesn’t get ‘shot accidentally.’ She’s happy and alive here. Buffy was shot, but she lived and the three nerds are in jail. Xander and Anya got back together after a while, and finally they got married. Dawn is in college. You’ll get details of all these events as the “Journal” will reveal many things.

FEEDBACK: I love it, I live for it, either here or by email, although here is better.

ARCHIVE: Wherever, just let me know first.

THANKS: To all the naughty Kittens in the chat and smut authors who inspire me. Thanks to tkheaven for one of our chats where we thought of Anya finding something about our girls. Something more detailed I mean.

OTHER THANKS: To Alyson Hannigan and Amber Benson who gave spirit to these wonderful characters! You girls rock my world!

ANGST? WHAT ANGST? Maybe minor stuff, but nothing to be worried about.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the first time I write smut, so if you like it, let me know! Also, encouragement and ideas r cool with me, but these (the ideas) have to reach me by email.Still working on The Pain in the Path Of Love.

I don't have a beta, so all mistakes are mine.



Thoughts are in <>. Journal entries are in italic.



NOTE: This part is dedicated to all my perverse friends in the voice chat who make me moan or sing or just talk. I know you'll like this one! I hope so anyway!



NOTE #2: I hope the Spanish-talking Kittens don't skin me alive, I know only a few sentences of Spanish and I hope I didn't dissappoint!



*****



Later that afternoon, Dawn poked her head in Buffy's room.



Dawn thought as she made her way to her sister's closet.



She rummaged through the clothing for a minute before picking out a black see through top. As she turned around, she caught a glimpse of something unusual by her sister's bed.







She took a step closer and noticed that the 'book' was unusual.







She walked to the night table and picked up the heavy 'book' and opened it on the first page. Her eyes widened as she took in the title.







She started flipping unconsciously through the journal stopping at an entry that went back to her High School graduation and that was entitled 'The Spanish Kiss'.



she tried to convince herself.



Today was Dawn's graduation day. We all went of course. Tara started crying at the ceremony, repeating over and over that her little girl is growing up and that she doesn't need her anymore. I tried comforting her the best I could, telling her that we'll have children of our own someday and that Dawn will still love her like she used to. We are so proud of Dawn. So very proud of how she grew up and proud of the woman she became. But she'll always be in our hearts the little girl who lived with me and Tara while Buffy was dead. Looking at Tara and watching her smile throughout the ceremony, I knew in my heart and in my soul that she'd make a wonderful mother. One day we'll make a decision together and either conceive through magic or with insemination. Although, I'd love that our kids would look like us only.

Anyway, after the ceremony, Tara saw one of her friends and excused herself to go talk to her. As she strutted along, I watched her and saw a senior, one of Dawn's friend go and talk to Tara. I saw her smile at him and thought deep inside 'She's mine! Get your own!'

I got up and joined her, finding her telling the guy that she's not single.



"I'm really s-sorry, but I'm not single. I mean, I'm s-sure you're a gr-great guy and all, but ev-even though I was s-single, I wouldn't g-go out with you since I'm gay and I found the love of my life." she said, taking my hand.



The guy looked from me to Tara and finally smiled.



"I'm sorry, I had no idea. I'm glad you're happy." he said, walking away.



I smirked and squeezed her hand before she gave me a kiss and left waving to her friend Nancy. I went back to Dawn's side and we stood looking at the people swarming around. My eyes never left Tara as she chatted with her friend. I love the way she interacts with other people, the way she smiles or blushes. I just plain love that woman. My woman, my lover.



After the ceremony and all of that, we went back home, and Dawn left to go to a party while Buffy went on patrol. I love it when Tara and I have the house to ourselves. Which tells me sometimes that we should move and get our own place.



We looked at each other and wordlessly, we ascended the stairs. I closed the door behind us and I just gazed at her for a while. She crept closer to me and drapped her arms aroumd my neck, while mine found their place around her stomach. We just held each other for a few minutes, just happy to be there, wrapped in the warm embrace. She pulled back slightly and looked deep into my eyes, mine boring into her deep blue orbs, now becoming smokier, as if liquid passion was seeping into them. I felt my mouth becoming dry as I switched my gaze from her eyes to her rosy lips, now slightly parted, as if in invitation. She leaned towards me and her lips met mine, brushing sensually against each other. Slowly, she kissed my upper lip, then my lower one before pulling it slightly with her teeth, then running her tongue on it, soothing the bite mark. I pulled her closer to me, my hands snaking lightly under her top to slowly run my fingertips on the warm skin of her lower back while her hands drifted to play with my hair, running her fingers through the red tendrils, her fingertips massaging my nape while pulling my face closer, our lips tighter. I sucked her lower lip into my mouth and sucked it lighlty, running my tongue on the smooth flesh. She moaned lightly, wanting more and she parted her lips, wanting to feel my tongue in her mouth. I slid my tongue in and she devoured it, nipping it with her teeth before sucking it deeply into her warm mouth. I felt my wetness start to pool between my legs. I never thought that just kissing could provoke this kind of reaction in me until I kissed Tara for the first time.

We stood there, kissing each other sensuously while breathing through our noses, trying to prolong the lip lock. We had to pull back and we stood there, our foreheads together while we tried to catch our breath.



"That's a French kiss." Tara said, her breath tickling my lips, still wet from the kiss.



"Uh huh." I replied, not understanding where she was getting at.



"Want me to show you the Spanish one?" she asked, her lips curling into a leering grin.



I swallowed once and nodded.



"It's a geography and language lesson. Are you sure you wanna take this class?" Tara asked, her eyes blazing.



"Oh God yes! I bet the Spanish kiss is spicy." I replied, having finally regained my speech.



She smiled mysteriously and for a minute, I thought she was just kidding me.



"Wait, you're not gonna bite into a jalapeno pepper and kiss me right?"



She laughed, the low rumble I love hearing from her and she shook her head.



"Class starts on the bed, in full birthday-suit in five minutes. Don't come... late." she said, her eyes darkening even more.



'Goddess, if only Tara had been a Spanish professor in High School. I would've learned how to use my tongue... I mean speak in tongues! I am such a perv!' was exactly what I told myself when I saw the wicked grin on Tara's face.



I quickly undressed and I laid down on the bed on my side, my head propped up on my hand, elbow bent. Tara looked at her watch and smiled, her eyes devouring me. I shivered from the look of utter lust that was on her face.



"Class begins now." she said as she turned towards the small stereo in our room and popped in a CD.



Sensual latino music streamed out of the speakers, and a woman's deep voice joined in. Even though I don't understand the words, they made my arousal shoot up as I imagined what the woman was saying. I looked at Tara expectingly.



"Spanish is a sensual language, isn't it Willow?" she purred while slowly swaying to the music, her hands starting to slowly tease the hems of her peasant top. I swallowed and nodded, the room's temperature starting to rise steadily.



Her hands started to lift up the cumbersome material of her top, and now dancing with the music, she stripped off her shirt, letting it fall down near her feet. She continued dancing as her hands drifted down her own body, her palms running down her breasts to her stomach finally arriving at her hips. My breathing hitched as I watched a small shadow emerge on each satin-clad breast. I saw her nipples hardening and all I wanted was to move off the bed and lick them, taste them, suck them. God, my mouth felt dry and yet it watered at the sight of those precious exquisite nubs. She saw me looking at them and she reached up a hand to pull back her hair, her back arching and her breasts straining against their confines. She ran her hands down to her hips again, this time starting to slowly unzip the skirt.



"You see the key word here is sensuality and rhythm." And to demonstrate this, she started moving her hips in circles as the skirt fell down. She was left in a pair of low-cut panties and her satin bra. She kicked the skirt away and continued her sinuous movements, her hips falling into the music's hard rhythm.



I gulped and tried to control myself. It was a lost battle. I felt my wetness start to trickle down my thighs. I squeezed my legs together trying to tell the ache that was starting to grow to shut up. I knew that if I reached towards myself, Tara would stop. And I didn't want her to stop, I never do. So, all I could do was to grip the bed spread tightly. I swallowed down again and watched.



Tara's hands now entered the dance, gliding like butterfly wings across her body. They stopped once she reached her breasts. She squeezed them lightly before moving her hands towards the clasp of her bra, arching her back. I heard a soft click and she slowly lowered a strap then the other before taking of the bra and throwing it to me. I watched unmoving as the bra fell on my hip. I sat up some and rested my back on the headboard before I took the bra and sniffed it. Her Tara-y scent was all over it. As I sniffed the air, I realized that there were two scents permanating the room, my own arousal and Tara's. I could almost taste her wetness on my tongue, on my lips, in my mouth and all I could do to not reach out was to sit on my hands. For a second, Tara looked like she was about to protest, but when she saw that I just lifted my hips to sit on my hands, and not to touch myself, she smiled and continued dancing.



"Do you know what 'Te Amo' means?" she asked me as she slowly pinched her nipples, her body moving to the rhythm of the second song.



I nodded, happy to have remembered how to say 'I Love You' in Spanish. I cleared my throat several times before I answered.



"It means 'I love you'." I finally whispered.



She smiled and nodded as her hands started tweaking her own nipples. All I wanted to do was jump up from the bed and just plain ravish her. It took me all I could to hold on.



"Do you know what 'Desde che senti tu cuerpo, ya non puedo resistir' means?"



I tried to figure out what it meant, but my mind wasn't really focused on Spanish at that instant. My body was focused entirely on the body dancing in front of me, the body of my lover. I shook my head.



"It means 'From the moment I saw your body, I knew I couldn't resist'."



I looked at my almost naked lover still dancing and I repeated the words, seeing her smile. I looked in her eyes and I said:



"Te amo mucho."



"Good, you've been a good student. It's time for the geography part of this class." she said as she crawled onto the bed.



She told me to lie down on my back and I complied. She laid herself down between my spread legs, my wetness smearing the flushed and slightly sweaty skin of her stomach. I couldn't hold in my moans anymore and I released a low one, deep in my throat. She leaned down and kissed me, sliding her tongue in my mouth. I moaned again as she grazed my tongue with hers, over and over, and as I felt the heat rising further.



She pulled back, her eyes a blazing inferno of passion that shot arrows of fire into my already molten core. She was melting me, and I was loving each and every moment of it.



She breathed hotly in my ear, whispering:



"That's a French kiss. The Spanish kiss starts lower."



She started kissing my neck, licking and biting slowly at my flesh. She sucked lightly at my pulse point before going licking her way down to my breasts.



"You see, the Spanish kiss starts here, at the peaks of the Pyrenees." she said, running her tongue on my aching nipples.



Her wet warm tongue slowly bathing them made me arch my back to push myself more in her mouth, begging her to take them and to suck them. I was beyond the normal thinking stage and all I could feel was this gaping hole that Tara was slowly filling as she complied and drew the entire aureola into her mouth before releasing some of the flesh, leaving only my nipple in her warm haven, sucking it in earnest. I was lost in a spiral of want. She switched nipples, giving its twin the same treatment while toying with the other one, her saliva making it slick and hard, her fingers hardening it even more, the contact making them hyper sensitive. I thought fleetingly that I could come just from this, but I wanted more. God, I wanted so much more!



As if reading my mind, Tara removed the nipple from her mouth.



"After you explore the peaks, you lower yourself to the plains of Barcelona." she said as she started to move lower, placing kisses on the undersides of my breasts and down to my tummy.



I felt my abs clench underneath her lips, and I felt her lips curl up. She started to slowly lick around my belly button, slowly making her way to the depression.



"There... are... so... many.. beautiful... sites... in... those... plains..." she continued, punctuating each word by dipping her tongue in the shallow hole.



My moans seemed to never stop as her words, her lips, her tongue and the way her movements made her flesh brush against my soaked center seemed to be pushing me one step further into madness. I would have begged if I knew it was going to get her to move faster, but I knew she would just linger more. So I just bit my lower lip and stayed there as my body lay twitching in front of her, each new move of her body making me feel her breasts brush against my soaked pussy.



Slowly she dipped her head and began to head south much to my relief. She started kissing my lower stomach, her mouth soon finding itself in front of my mound.



"After a thorough exploration of the plains, you arrive at the coast, where you can smell the clean scent of the sea, and where you start to feel the humidity." she said before she leaned her face closer to my throbbing desire point. She drew a lungful of air and I saw her nostrils twitching as my frangrance drifted into her. She placed a lingering kiss on top of my mound and then raised her heavy-lidded gaze to lock with my unfocused one. She smiled.



'Don't tell me you're stopping! Please don't tell me that!' I screamed inwardly.



I bucked my hips, trying to make her understand, but she just looked at me, smiling mischievously.



"Now, the question is, should I take a dip in the Mediterrean sea? Should I taste the sweet yet salty wetness on my lips, in my mouth, should I feel it coating my skin?"



Her words did nothing but highten my frustration and my arousal. I nodded, my head bobbing up and down. "Yes, please Tara, take a dip, even a swim! Please!" I said as I bucked my hips again.



She smiled and leaned forward, parting my swollen lips.



"Oh Willow." she purred. "You are so fucking wet."



I whimpered and moaned out when I felt Tara lean more into me and take a long slow lick from bottom to top, her tongue grazing my throbbing clitoris. She began slowly lapping up my essence, being slow but thorough. I wanted more, I needed more. The rhythm was too slow, and the contact her tongue made with my clit was too fleeting. I bucked my hips to show her what I wanted, but one of her hands pinned my hips to the bed and continued her slow exploration. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I started begging.



"Please Tara, please! Please stop teasing, I'm begging you! Pleas... Ohh Fuck!" I said as she eased two fingers deep inside me.



I bucked my hips again but this time installing a deep hard rhythm.



"So, you understand the concept of rhythm sweetie?" she asked, her voice a hot whisper against my clitoris.



"Oh Yes!" I moaned out as her hard thrusts brought me closer to a mind-blowing orgasm.



She sped up her thrusts, her fingers pumping into me as my hips danced to her rhythm. The only sounds in the room were the still-playing music and our own gasps and moans. In a sudden moment of lucidity, I pulled on her shoulders, motioning her to move back up. She did so and looked in my eyes, easing a bit on the hard rhythm.



"I want to look at you when I come." I barely gasped out.



She smiled and continued thrusting, her eyes locked on mine. I wound my hands in her hair, holding on like a mare's reigns. She drove deeper into me and I felt myself falling. I wanted to let her know that she was the only one that could make me feel like this.



"I'm coming... for you... Ta... RA!" I screamed out as I felt myself falling into bliss, feeling my inner muscles lock tight around her fingers. I held onto her hair as my hips slammed forward, my eyes closing for a second before opening again to lose myself into her smoky blue depths.



"Ride the waves." she whispered as she continued to thrust, slower, riding out my orgasm.



I felt my muscles start to relax and I was able to breathe again, albeit heavily. My hands which were tangled in her hair let go of their grip and they fell to my side. I drew in a shaky breath as she folded me in her arms, rocking me slowly. When my heart beat slowed down some, I looked in her eyes and smiled.



"I knew learning was fun, but not this much fun! Baby, that was... just wow."



She smiled and nodded. "I'm glad you enjoyed the class." she replied smirking.



"I loved the class. Let me show you how much..." I said as I leaned over and kissed her, slowly easing her on her back. My tongue slid inside of her parted lips as I shifted to straddle her...



Dawn looked awestruck for a moment. She wan't so much shocked at the kind of language the witches used in the throes of passion, she had heard their nightly sexcapades more than once and knew what guttermouths they were, but more at the passion in each and every one of Willow's words. She closed the journal before leaning over and taking her sister's phone in her hand and dialing a number.



"Hey Amanda. I'm good baby, and you? Good. I was just wondering if you wanted to get together tonight. Yeah, there's something I wanna show you. I'll see you at eight at you room. Ok, I love you too." She said into the receiver before hanging up and smiling wickedly.







She took the journal and skipped to her room to get ready for her date.



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TBC...



Questions? Comments? Flying Marinara Sauce? Flying Bras and Panties?





I'll try to get to the individual replies sometime this upcoming week.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

Edited by: Washi  at: 7/20/03 3:29 pm

[YMKA]

Washi

I'll tell ya again that I just LOVE your writing!!!!!!!

And the "Spanish kiss"......

To be able to HEAR the explanation of "Spanish kiss" was.....

And Washi.....MOAN!!!! I didn't hear you moan.... that's just not fair....!!!!!!

I loved this one

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"I'm sorry, I had no idea. I'm glad you're happy." he said, walking away.

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Washi....u r EVIL you and Holly should get together and write something....cuz u both ARE EVIL

ah....love, peace



M.



P.S

HOLLY! Just Hungry huh? yeah.....Two in one? I still vote for EVIL I use it too many times while refering to you...and it's not MY fault



P.S.S. I'm a...well.. mor..and stu...I forgot to say that who would've thought that an innocent word "French" can lead to something like "Spanish kiss" ?

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

Edited by: YMKA at: 7/20/03 4:48 pm

[Taras Shadow]

WASHI! *falls at your feet panting....*

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NOTE: This part is dedicated to all my perverse friends in the voice chat who make me moan or sing or just talk. I know you'll like this one! I hope so anyway!

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Hey! I moaned and read too, dude! Okay, never sang...which by the way...you owe me that song ...

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"It's a geography and language lesson. Are you sure you wanna take this class?"

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Yes!

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'Goddess, if only Tara had been a Spanish professor in High School. I would've learned how to use my tongue... I mean speak in tongues! I am such a perv!'

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*coughs*tonguewhore*coughs*



Ah, you know just where to hit the spots! *grins*



And you DID have Dawn find this one...LOL. Priceless.



One of these days, I'll get my Spanish kiss damnit! And that tutor and private teacher...



Thank you so much Washi! I miss you in voice chat! Hope you are having fun and I better go now before I slip on my own drool....*coughs*



Too late, already slipped. *faints*



More please! Of course, take your time. And enjoy your summer!



SPAIN!







~Holly~



BTW Marina... I am so not evil....just...hungry!

Paulie: You think I'm a lesbian?

Mary: You're a girl in love with a girl, aren't you?

Paulie: No, I'm Paulie in love with Tori. And Tori is - she is in love with me, because she is mine and I am hers. And neither of us are lesbians. - Lost and Delirious -

Edited by: Taras Shadow at: 7/20/03 3:58 pm

[Arwen276]

Well Thanks Willow and Tara for the tip!!!

I just found out about the Spanish kiss and I'm Oh-so-eager to try it under it's spanish environment!!!! it's 1.37 am but first thing in the morning I'm calling my gf to tell her ALL ABOUT IT, or better teach her some spanish...



That was some update!!!! at first I was like EWWW Dawn reading about W and T's sexcapades, but then I remembered that Little Dawnie was no more, I had forgotten about the time change and her growing up... I'm just wondering, will she return it soon or is she gonna browse through it for more tips? I VOTE FOR BROWSING! THOSE ARE SOME GOOD POINTERS THERE!!!



~Arwen

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

[Crawy]

hey!! Im spanish and i didnt know 'bout the spanish kiss!! But, I have to say that i find it very interesting... yeah, gotta try it with my girlfriend sometime...

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hi! spanish here! you didn't dissapoint, in fact, you did it very good, almost perfect, but... here, let me help :

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"Do you know what 'Desde che senti tu cuerpo, ya non puedo resistir' means?"

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hehe, it would be better if u said: "Desde que sentí tu cuerpo supe que no me podría resistir" or "Desde que vi tu cuerpo supe que no podría resistirme". They both means almost the same



By the way, I loved the update! but... hey! you forgot about Canary Island! It's where i'm from nevermind, i loved it anyway! hehe, now that u all know spanish, i can say that "¡Me encantó!" Besos

[SJ]

My gf is fluent in Spanish

Great,hot update