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The Sex Journals

Author: Washi (ZWS)
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...
Note: Anya's back, but in this update, there are no journal entries. Oh, and kinda cliffhanger-y at the end. Nothing dramatic, but something to please the Kittens.

<Customers, come spend your money!> Anya was thinking over and over, her own silent mantra. Much to her displeasure, the two women left the shop without trading their money for goods.

<Browsers! If I still had my powers, I'd make them all suffer. They are parasites in our capitalist society. It's not patriotic for them to browse only through a store. If they were patriots, they would spend their money in exchange of goods. They would do good for our economy, thus they'd show their love for their country. But, what do I do now?> Anya thought, looking around the store.

Everything was great in the store. The floor was clean, the spell ingredients were in their jars and in their places and the money was in the counter. Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind.

<Ooh! I forgot about the journal! How could I forget about the journal? That's what I will do. I will read more of the journal and know more about Willow and Tara's sex life. They must have a great deal of orgasms, because Willow is a redhead, and she is very protective of Tara. She must be a wildcat in bed. And it's always the shy ones. Tara is also a blonde, and in our pop-culture, they say that blondes have more fun. So Tara must be a tigress.> Anya thought as she reached for her oversized handbag.

She rummaged through it, but she didn't find the leather journal. She started panicking, and dumped the contents of her bag on the counter, spilling makeup, money, papers and condoms everywhere.

<Where is it? It has to be here! It has to! I put it right here last night!>

She continued searching, but her efforts were in vain.

<Nothing! Nothing! It's not here!> she finally told herself.

"Nothing! Nothing!" she repeated out loud as Xander was coming into the store.

"Ahn, what's wrong?" he said, rushing by her side.

She started throwing her stuff back in her bag, thinking of the night before.

<Ok, I read it in the kitchen , then I threw it in my bag and on the couch. It must be on the couch!>

"Xander. I'm fine. Did you happen to see a black leather book on the couch this morning?"

"No, honey, I didn't. Don't I get a hello kiss?" he asked, leaning forward. She smiled and kissed him.

"Xander, you are going to drive me to the house to look for it."

"Okay." Xander said, taking his keys.

They rushed outside, Anya locking the door and putting up the "CLOSED" sign.

"Sweetie, I'm trying to do the laundry." Tara said, smiling as Willow tried to wrestle the cotton sheet away.

"Okay, tell you what?" Willow replied, letting go of the sheet. "You put the stuff in the machine, and while it does it's magic, we find ourselves something nice to do to pass the time." Willow continued, waggling her eyebrows.

"Willow! You're insatiable!" Tara replied smiling, dumping the sheet and the other laundry into the machine.

"Can ya blame me? Totally hot wi... um partner in the room!" Willow replied blushing at her slip.

"Did you say what I thought I heard you say?" Tara asked, turning to face a red-faced Willow, who was looking at her shoes.

"Um... yeah." the redhead replied, still looking at her shoes and missing Tara's smile.

"Say it again." she commanded.


"Again." Tara said as her smile grew.


"I love the sound of that." Tara replied, before going over to Willow and wrapping her arms around her waist.

Willow looked up and saw the happiness and love in Tara's blue depths. A single tear ran down her cheek and Willow brushed it away.

"Aww, baby, what's the matter?" Willow said as she ran her thumbs against the soft skin of Tara's cheeks.

"It's just, that sounds so right. I n-never thought I'd be a wife, at least to s-someone who I love and loves me back. So, h-happy tear." Tara said, cursing herself for the stutter.

Tara hadn't stuttered in a long time, and Willow knew what had triggered it. Tara once told her that her father wanted to make her marry their neighbor's son. Willow felt her heart clench for her beloved who had been through so much.

"Baby, you don't need to think about them. We're together, and no one can break us up. So no teary-Tara. Teary-Tara makes teary-Willow. And I want to see grining-Tara or vixeny-Tara. They're not worth your precious tears my dear wife." Willow said tenderly, kissing Tara lovingly to dissipate any sad thoughts.

"I love you." Willow said, looking deeply into her lover's deep blue eyes.

"I love you too Willow." Tara said, kissing her.

The kiss, that had started off with lips just pressing against each other grew. Lips started brushing together, and soon, Tara licked at Willow's upper lip, motioning her to open her mouth. Willow complied, and felt Tara's tongue seek her own. The tips of their tongues touched, and they felt electricity running down their spines. Their tongues entwined, then swirled against each other. Their lips clashed, and their tongues dueled. Willow closed her lips on Tara's tongue, trapping the tip between her teeth. She sucked it and drew it whole back inside, scrapping it with her teeth. Tara moaned against Willow's lips. Willow started backing them up against the row of cupboards. She grabbed Tara's hips and squeezed the flesh lovingly, before running her hands all the way up the sides of her lover's body. In doing so, she trapped the fabric of her lover's top and pulled it along. Tara started unbuttoning Willow's shirt as Willow pulled away for a second to take off Tara's top. Tara slid Willow's shirt off, and found her braless. Opening her eyes, Willow reached behind Tara, grabbing a big towel and spreading it the best she could on the counter. Willow's hands reached Tara's jeans, and she rubbed lightly at the junction of Tara's thighs through the fabric, teasing her lover. Both kicked off their shoes and Willow began to unbutton Tara's jeans. Tara did the same, and both pulled away, their breathing ragged and threw off the offending pieces of clothing, jeans and panties reaching the small pile of clothes that was forming on the ground. They started kissing again, and Tara raised her hands to Willow's face and hair to pull her closer and deepen the kiss. Willow started teasing, exploring and drinking deeper from her love. She slowly massaged Tara's hips, and Tara brought her hands to Willow's shoulders, which she loved to massage. She lowered her hands and began kneading Willow's perk breasts. Willow moaned and started running her hands on Tara's buttocks. Tara bucked her hips, her center molten and ready. Willow pulled back from the kiss to whisper against Tara's lips.


Tara lifted her hips with the help of Willow's hands and sat down on the counter before pulling Willow closer, who now stood between her knees. Willow's hands strayed north, running up her lover's back until she reached her bra clasp. She undid it and pulling back from the kiss, she took it off. Looking into her lover's smoky blue eyes, she saw the need, the love and the want. Her eyes glided south, taking in Tara's full lips, wet and reddened by her kisses, her luscious neck, her shoulder blades, her breasts, the puckered nipples, the smooth yet curvy stomach, the soft hair on her mound, her lips swollen with desire, her thighs, her smooth calves and finally her feet. Looking back up, she wondered what she did to deserve a second chance with this blonde goddess.

"Beautiful. You're so goddess-like. And I'm going to worship you later, in the bedroom, and a romantic atmosphere. But now, I'm going to ravish you, pure and simple. Think you can handle that?" she asked, her voice thick with desire.

Tara nodded, not trusting her voice and put her hands on Willow's shoulders. Willow moved back to her lover, and kissed her, her tongue driving deep. She broke away and made a straight bee-line to her lover's clit, her tongue running on the skin of her neck, the valley between, her breasts and down her stomach. Tara laid back lightly, her back against the wall. Willow found her lover wet and primed for action. Her pearl was standing alert, and Willow kissed it lightly, getting a small sample of her beloved's desire on her lips. Tara moaned and bucked her hips, trying to reach for more contact. Willow complied and dove into her wet folds, her tongue circling her clit. She lapped up her lover's sweet essence and ran her tongue on Tara's nub. She licked it, nipped it and finally, she drew it in her mouth, causing a deep moan from Tara. Using one hand to spread open her lover's outer lips, Willow teased her entrance before slowly pushing two fingers into Tara's wet opening. Tara bucked her hips again and took Willow's fingers completely into her. Willow groaned and turned her fingers, her hand now facing upwards. She began thrusting her fingers into Tara, each time curling her fingers a little as she reached deeper, and Tara rocked her hips, keeping up with the frantic pace. Willow continued tonguing Tara's hard nub, alternating between long wet stokes and swift hard jabs. Tara's orgasm neared, and Willow could taste it. She shifted and removed her tongue from Tara's cunt. She didn't miss a bit as she started circling her clit with her fingers. She brought her mouth to Tara's and began devouring her mouth, kissing her feverishly. Willow could feel Tara's thighs tighten and she broke the kiss.

"Come for me my goddess. Let go, I'm here. Let me taste your release." Willow whispered in her lover's ear.

Tara came instantly, screaming Willow's name as her orgasm washed over her, wave over wave of pleasure slammed into her as Willow brought her mouth to her slit and removed her hand, replacing it with her tongue. She lapped up all her juices, purring at the taste. Tara finally relaxed and Willow moved back up to hold her.

"I love you. I will always love you, you understand that? You're the second part of my soul." Willow whispered in Tara's ear.

"I love you too." Tara said, holding the redhead close, resting her chin on top of her head while breathing hard.

They just held each other for a while, reveling in the warmth. The phone rang.

"Willow the phone." Tara whispered.

"Don't wanna move." she replied childishly.

"You have to. What if it's something important."

"Okay, fine." Willow said before putting on an oversized tee-shirt and grabbing her panties off the floor. She ran upstairs, Tara following her with hungry eyes.

"Hello." Willow said picking up the phone.

"Hey Will. It's Dawn."

"Hey Dawnie, what's up?" Willow said, putting on her panties.

"Will, could you come to the pound right now?"

"The pound? Are you in jail?!" Willow screamed in the phone.

Dawn chuckled. "No Willow. The animal shelter. You know, it's one of my volunteering days. Now, can you please come over."

"Okay, I'll be there in fifteen minutes." Willow said, hanging up.

She went to the top of the stairs leading to the basement and went downstairs.

"That was Dawn. She needs me at the animal shelter." Willow said, putting on her clothes.

"Okay sweetie. Come back fast. I'm gonna miss you." Tara said, giving Willow a peck on the lips.

"Me too. I'll be back soon." Willow replied, giving her a chaste kiss.

"Love you!" Tara yelled behind her and she heard Willow yelling down "I love you too!" . Tara smiled and started separating the whites from the colors.

"Where the hell is it?" Anya was grumbling as she made her way into the Magic Box, Xander right behind her.

"Ahn, we'll find it. What can I do to make you feel better?" Xander said, wanting to do anything to make his wife content.

"You, me, now, back room! You're gonna give me many orgasms! And good ones too Mister!" Anya said, closing the door to the shops and dragging Xander into the back room.

"Hey Dawnie!" Willow said, entering the animal shelter.

"Will! I'm glad you're here! There's something I wanna show you!"

Dawn walked around the information desk, leaving an older woman there and dragged Willow to the part of the shelter where you can find kittens and cats.

"What is it Dawn?"

"Ok, look in there." Dawn replied, pointing to a black and white cat and her litter of kittens.

Willow knelt down and the cat ran over to her meowing loudly.

"Oh my goddess! Miss Kitty!"

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