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The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 87735 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane
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I’d never been in Buffy’s room before, for which I thank God for his tender mercies. It was pink, all of it; carpet, bed, curtains, wallpaper, even half the mountains of fluffy toys neatly arranged on a pink chair, were fucking pink. The only brightness to this hideous visage were the posters of bands stuck up on the wall – all of them were boy bands, shiny, wholesome and unthreatening – who wouldn’t know a guitar if it was stuffed up their ass. In fact the only poster of any interest was one of Britney Spears – who sings like a dying gargoyle, but has a body which I wouldn’t kick out of bed on a wet Sunday morning.
Luckily, I had a more interesting distraction. A very naked Joyce Summers lay cuddled up to me, as I moved to avoid having to stare at a grinning Westlife, she stirred slightly. Hell, I thought, I was awake, so why shouldn’t she be. I poked Joyce’s arm, she muttered something and snuggled deeper into my side. Annoyed I poked again, this time adding a loud ‘Wakey, wakey."
Joyce opened her eyes, "Morning Faith," she murmured.
"Are you going to make me breakfast?" I asked.
"In a minute," she mumbled and looked ready to snuggle back into my side.
However, I was both hungry and with a horny plan. I pulled the covers off her, exposing her naked body. Sleepily she tried to cover her nude bits. I brought my hand down in a light slap, just enough to bring her back to wakefulness. She opened her eyes again and I cleared my throat.
"Okay," she sat up and swung her legs off the bed, "what do you want?"
"Couple of sausages, some toast and two eggs – sunny side up. Not to hot, but not cold either. Oh and some juice, orange if you’ve got it."
Getting out of bed, she reached for a robe of Buffy’s hanging on the back of the door. I made a shooing motion with my hands, "You don’t need to get dressed – it’s not cold."
Joyce nodded and I watched her naked butt as she padded from the room. Soon I could smell the succulent sizzling of sausages. I began to hum ‘Baby hit me one more time’ realised what I was doing and put a pillow over my head, until it had gone away.
A few minutes later Joyce returned, her large tits swaying over my breakfast tray. She put it down and made to hop into bed.
"Not so fast," I grinned, I sat up and pointed to my, "Lie on your back across there."
Joyce looked puzzled but complied. I leant over and picked up the tray, placing it down next to me. Then I slid a fork under one of the eggs and dropped it down on Joyce’s left nipple.
"Ouch," she said.
I grinned, "I did warn you about them not being too hot, didn’t I."
Then I added the second egg to the other teat. Breaking up the toast I dipped it in the yolk and scraped up the egg. Joyce let out a small whinny, as it scraped across her tits leaving a trail of crumbs, yolk and white across her. I slurped it up, making embarrassingly loud sounds as I did so. I have to say they were really good eggs, the slight taste of Joyce’s sweat just adding to the flavour.
For my sausages I wanted a stronger seasoning however, "Joyce, spread your pussy."
"Why?" she asked.
I gave her a stern look, "You’ll see. Now do it."
Joyce’s hands moved to her cunt and she pulled apart her lips. I pushed in a couple of fingers and started to thrust towards her clit. Joyce gasped and groaned, her back arched against my legs. I continued to pound until I felt the juice seeping up my fingers and out of her hole. I pulled out my fingers and quickly licked them clean, before picking up a sausage, luckily it wasn’t hot enough to burn my fingers.
"Keep it open," I instructed and dipped the sausage in the juicy hole, before taking a bite of it. Joyce’s jizz had a certain tang of strawberry, and that mixed with the pork, was a tasty, if somewhat strange, dish. I ate through the sausages, using the cum as ketchup. Joyce giggled as the warm sausage slid inside her.
"That was nice," I licked the cum and fat of my fingers and patted Joyce’s thigh. As I sipped the orange juice, I moved my hand, pushing hers away, and lightly rubbed at her twat lips. Not enough to get her off, but enough to keep her on edge.
"So how did you like loosing your anal cherry last night?" I asked. I could feel Joyce’s body quiver at the memory and for a second her face took a far away look of nostalgia.
Then she returned to the present and blushed, "It was alright…" she admitted and trailed off as she saw my smirk.
"Only alright. Then I’m as good as my word, we won’t do it again."
Her face fell, then she saw I was still smiling and she giggled, "Stop teasing me Faith."
"You said it was only alright, what am I to think?"
"It was out of this world, then, I’ve never cum so hard or so often."
I drained the last of the orange and put the tray on a the beside table, "Well, now I’ve upped my strength levels, we could have a quick fuck."

Joyce nodded enthusiastically, she pushed herself with her feet, so that her arms and head hung over the edge of the bed. A few seconds later she was back up, holding the strap-on which I had dropped last night. She passed it to me, "I’m your butt fuck bunny," she purred.
"I remember," I pulled my legs up and she rolled off me, ending up on her chest further down the bed. I got the strap-on in place and crawled over to her.
"So you want me to bang your ass again?" I leant over and whispered quietly in her ears.
"Yes, yes."
I put my hands under her and rolled her over, then grinned wickedly, "That’s a shame because I’m fancying cunt."
Joyce’s face fell, then it lit up again, as she remembered the pussy pounding I’d also given her, "That’s good too."
I reached down and pulled apart her thighs. Her slit was still damp and sticky from breakfast, and Joyce quickly gasped as I put a finger in and tickled her clit. Juice began to seep again quickly.
She became even wetter as I got on top of her and drove the cock in with one thrust.
"Aaaarrrgghhh Faith," Joyce squealed as I impaled her. I wiggled slightly to get myself in a more comfortable position and Joyce’s legs came up and hooked across my back. She rubbed her heels up and down as I began with a relaxed up and down motion.
"Ummm, this is so good, so fucking good," Joyce moaned.
I wasn’t in a hurry and lightly lowered myself, before slowly pushing myself up. Joyce’s hands swept through my hair and her thighs crushed tightly against my sides. She looked directly into my eyes and I could see my reflection as I came down.
"You’re such a slut," I grinned as her tongue tried to catch at my lips as I hovered over her.
"MMmmnnn, yes," she agreed, "but I’m your slut."
"Don’t you forget it," I replied, though from her starry eyes I was pretty sure she’d be thinking about me for some time to come.
I kept us on the cusp for some time, every time Joyce came close to fruition I’d lever myself up and stay there until she reached a more manageable state, much to Joyce’s frustration. But eventually I got tired of teasing and started to hammer down hard, fast and deep.
"Yes, do me, fuck me good," she cried and I grunted and groaned as the dildo slammed me to a concurrent orgasm. She came seconds before I did and as I put in the final thrust, my side of the dildo lashed upwards, sending me into a flood of squeals. I pulled out and lay beside her for a few seconds.
Then we heard the front door open and B call out, "Hi Mom, we’re home."
Joyce gave me a sudden look of fear, in all our fucking she hadn’t realised the time, "It’s Buffy and Dawn," she stated the obvious.
"Hadn’t you better go and say hi," I responded. Her eyes darted around nervously then she gave a sigh of relief as she spotted Buffy’s robe hanging on the door.
I let her put it on, before correcting her mistake, "Go and see them naked."
"I c…c…can’t. It’ll be embarrassing," she went as red as last night.
I let a slow, wide grin fill my face, "Remember who’s my butt fuck bunny…"
Joyce went redder, but she took off the robe and put it on the hook. This time I let her put her hand on the door, before I stopped her, "Joyce, hold on a sec."
I rolled off the bed and headed to B’s cosmetics. I picked up a red lipstick and pulled off the lid. Sitting on the bed I pulled Joyce close and on her stomach wrote, "I’m a lesbian slut."
"Just so they know," I said.
Joyce looked in the mirror and shivered, "I c…c…can’t," she stammered.
I lay back, "You can if you want me to fuck you again."
That decided her. She opened the door and I could hear her going downstairs to greet B and Dawnie I waited a few seconds for the B’s shrieks to die down and then followed her onto the landing.
At the bottom of the stairs, B was staring in shock at her naked Mom, desperately trying to avert Dawnie’s eyes with her hands. Dawnie, wasn’t having any of it, and was twisting her head against B’s efforts to gaze at her Mom’s naked form. I can see that girl is one after my own heart.
I called down, "Joyce, I’m just going to get dressed and going. See you again."
B looked at me and her face was a murderous, but I thought I detected a slight hint of lust, under her frowned brow and twisted mouth. All the same I decided, I better leave by the window – just in case.
*
"Hi B, need any help?" I called.
"No," B beat the vampire in the face so hard, he ended up begging for the stake. She dusted him and turned to face me.
"You… you…" B for once was struggling for the right words.
"I decided to help her, "Bitch? Slut?" and then that little streak of devilment that always comes at the worst moment came and wrecked my chance of apologising, "Auntie?"
I’ve seen the face B made, though I had to admit that previously it had been on a vampire trying to sank its fangs in my neck.
"Auntie…" she repeated.
"Auntie Faith," I continued, "After all if I’m fucking your Mom, I’m one of the family aren’t I?"
All I can say is that it’s lucky the Watchers Council has rules about Slayers dusting humans. B seemed almost to choke with rage, and I could tell she was wishing I was a demon.
"What you and Mom did, that wasn’t sex… it was disgusting," Buffy finally spat.
"Quite the little homophobe aren’t we B," I was enjoying winding her up, almost as much as I had enjoyed her Mom, "anyway Joyce seemed to enjoy it."
There was a howl of anguish from B and I waited for her to burst into tears. She didn’t, unfortunately, instead she just walked up to me and spat in my face. I tensed about to strike back, but I could tell she was itching for me to throw the first blow and I wasn’t sure I’d win.
Instead I stepped away from her and wiped the spittle from my face, forcing an unconcerned smile to my lips, "I think you’d enjoy it too – would loosen you up if I banged your ass."
Buffy smiled back, but like me there was no warmth in it, "I wouldn’t try it, Faith, your teeth are fine as they are."
I shivered, I must have really riled her, I couldn’t resist one more parting shot, "I’ll be seeing you B, probably at the breakfast table."
We parted and I rubbed away the rest of B’s saliva. I should have hit her, I could have taken her. Of course Joyce would take a lot, but I had a feeling I wouldn’t be back for return helpings if I hospitalised her daughter. I scowled at B’s retreating back.
I decided not to hang round the cemetery anymore – too dangerous with B on the prowl – and check the park instead. Not that it normally had too much trouble, it was too well lit and with plenty of courting couples, screams soon attracted attention and there’s nothing that puts a vamp of it meal more than a six foot six football player deciding to be a Sir Galahad.
That’s when I saw Will. B probably didn’t realise it, but her best friend was obviously looking to become a muff diver. I mean after gym she was always first in the shower and last out, and I’d noticed the little glances she gave the cheerleaders as they soaped their bodies. Not that I could blame her. So I wasn’t surprised to see her in one of the more isolated parts of the park. I was surprised to see she was with Harmony, who I’d never suspected off being into horizontal refreshment with the same sex. And even more so to see that Will had her lips wrapped round the snobby blondes.
Intrigued I crept closer through the undergrowth. Hidden in the bushes behind their bench I could see Will hand was up Harmony’s sweater. There was definite movement in the blonde’s tit area as Will groped at them. As I watched Will’s hand moved round Harmony’s back and I could see she was heading for the bra-clip.
Will looked as disappointed as I felt when Harmony suddenly pulled back and slapped away Will’s arm.
"I told you," said the blonde, "that I’m not ready to go that far yet."
Will looked down at her feet, metaphorically spanked, "Sorry Harmony."
The blonde nodded and looked at her watch, "It’s late, I better go," she proffered her cheek to Will for a quick peck, then hurried away leaving Will sitting on her lonesome, watching her depart.
I was still smarting from my encounter with B and an idea suddenly struck me, what better way to get back at her than stealing her best friend. I grinned and stepped out of the bushes, "Hi Will."
Will almost leapt off the bench in fright at my sudden appearance. Then she narrowed her eyes and looked at me with suspicion, I imagine B hadn’t been singing my praises today. I also hoped that she hadn’t explained to her friend why I was public enemy number one.
"What do you want?" she asked.
I gave my most charming smile and sat down beside her, "B’s told you about our fight?" I asked.
"Yes," Will moved as far away from me as she could, without falling off the end of the bench.
"I’m surprised, considering what it was about, especially with you."
"What do you mean?" Will asked, she is so easy to manipulate.
"Well B being so homophobic. She found out I was sleeping with this woman and went ballistic. I mean if you don’t believe me, ask her what she felt about catching me naked."
The seeds of doubt had been sewn in Will’s mind – I’d given her enough rope, she was sure to ask B and I couldn’t imagine B wanting to go into details of quite what had happened. I quickly changed the subject.
"You and Harmony? How did that happen? God, she’s attractive – well out of my league. I didn’t even know you were gay," I lied fluently.
Will blushed, "I needed some money, Harmony needed a math tutor. We kinda hit it off. Please don’t tell anyone, especially Buffy."
I grinned – ‘Bingo’ as the wise man says. I tapped my nose, "Don’t worry Will, our secret. How’s it going?" I tried to put on my best ‘concerned friend’ voice.
Will sighed and tried to put on a brave face, "Slow, it’s been two weeks and she’s only let me get as far as her bra. You, said Buffy caught you naked? God, I wish I could manage that."
I stood up, "What you need is a tutor," I beckoned her to stand up, "What I’ve found is that girl’s like Harmony need to know who’s in charge."
I put my arm round her shoulder, in a friendly gesture and started to walk her from the bench, "Now Will… this is how you do it…"
*
I very seldom go to school, it’s way too boring. Now and then I pop along to see English, so he can give me a lecture on the importance of a good education and update me on the latest demon threat, and I’ve been known to turn up for Gym – the after games shower being worth Mrs ‘Spider’ screaming abuse at me for not even trying to hit the ball.
However, it was fun going the day after I’d seen Will to hear about the B explosion. I didn’t see it, but the gossip flooded the school, quicker than a CNN Newsflash. Will had asked if the fight with me had been about me having sex with another woman – B had gone up like Vesuvius – calling me a dirty lesbian whore and damning Will for poking into her business. Within thirty seconds a beautiful friendship had been broken.
Even better Will had come crying to me and I was busy consoling her just as B walked past. She looked daggers at us both and Will had deliberately turned her back and said out loud that B had the mouth of a fishwife and the looks to match.
There were a few messages on my phone from Joyce when I got home. I ignored them and went out patrolling. It was a quiet night, mainly because I wanted to avoid B, and the Mall isn’t vamps favourite snacking place. There were more messages from Joyce when I got back to my apartment. I listened to her increasing desperate tones – treat ‘em mean – keep ‘em keen. Anyway, if I went to her place I couldn’t be sure B’s self control would hold.
I was just drying my hair from the shower, when there was a rat-a-tat at my door.. I tightened my towel and opened it, letting in my protégé. Will was in a state of high excitement, I swear her face was the same colour as her hair.
"It worked," she planted herself on my sofa.
"So you got further than her bra, this time?" I asked.
"Sure did Faith, I can’t believe how right you were," she shook her head, as if she was in a dream.
I sat myself down beside her, "Go on – give me the gory details then…"
"Well," she began, "we were making out in her bedroom, whilst her parents were at the other end of the mansion. I put my hand up and tried my luck, then when she complained, I did as you said and carried on."
"Well done, Will, your first proper grope of titty," I gave her a smile of congratulation and nodded encouragement, which isn’t something I bet her ex-best friend would have done.
There was a laugh from Will, "That’s not all. I then ‘encouraged’ her to eat me out."
I had to admit I was impressed, I had been expecting Will to get a bit of a grope and then chicken out. I thought I’d have to do some more tutoring sessions before I could persuade her push hard enough for a muff munch. I was about to offer some more words of support when Willow continued.
"Then I got on my strap-on, I’m glad you told me to bring it," I had told her, but I wasn’t expecting it to be used, "and took her virginity…. And you’ll not guess what we did next?"
Given the roll Will was on I didn’t answer, but I wasn’t surprised when she continued with, "I fucked her up the ass…"
I felt like a Mom who’s child has just got into Yale, but was still to be left opened mouth when Will said, "and after I did her ass I made her deep-throat."
That was unbelievable and I was thinking of a polite way to suggest she may have been exaggerating, when she pulled out her mobile, "And just in case you want some proof."
She clicked into her photos and passed the phone to me. The first couple were pretty tame ones of Harmony posing, fully clothed. However the third has been taken in the heat of the action, showing a strap-on deeply entrenched within Harmony’s ass. It was followed by a fourth, with Harmony on her knees, and whilst she wasn’t being deep-throated, the toy was still halfway in Harmony’s mouth.
"Damn she’s hot," I whistled and Will gave a nod of agreement.
I looked at the photos again, Harmony’s taut little body was mouth watering and there was no reason why Will should have all the fun; "You know, it’s one of the rules of lesbian friends, that if one of us cops of with a cute girl, her friends gets to share."
Will raised an eyebrow, suggesting that she wasn’t falling for that obvious line, "So you’ll be sharing this secret woman you’re seeing with me?"
A vision sprang into my mind of a naked, bound and gagged B lying on the bed, whilst beside her me and Willow filled her Mom’s holes, "Sure, in fact I’m thinking about it already," I touched the towel covering my pussy to emphasise the point.
"Okay," Will grinned, "I’ll tell Harm we’ll be round on Thursday night."
*
You can tell someone’s from the right side of the tracks when a Filipino maid opens the door.
"Miss Rosenberg, Miss Kendall said to show you to her wing," the maid almost bowed as we came in.
She led us through a series of corridors, adorned with expensive paintings, but still looking sterile, more like a museum than a home. She left us outside a door, which Willow opened without knocking.
"Hi Harm," called Will.
"I’m ready in the bedroom," called out the blonde. You could have fitted my entire flat into Harmony’s rooms, though they were such a garish colour they made even Buffy seem like an epitome of style.
"Good, you’re prepared," said Will as we walked in.
Well that was one way of saying it. Harmony was sitting on the bed, her legs spread apart, revealing her shaven slot. The only piece of ‘clothing’ she had on, was a dog collar round her throat.
Will sat down next to Harmony, putting a hand round her shoulder, "You know Faith, don’t you?"
Harmony blushed and nodded, "Pleased to meet you Faith," she said, like we were sipping cocktails at a high glass soiree. Then she held out her hand for me to shake, I rubbed at back of her hand with my fingers as I took it, and she went deeper red.
"So how do we go about this?" asked Willow. She pulled of her T-shirt, standing topless. She does have really cute, pert tits, I decided.
"She’s your girlfriend, Will, you choose," I replied, though as I was sure that Will’s plan would involve nudity I got undressed.
As Will pulled of her jeans and panties, she bit her lip and got a faraway look, as she imagined what naughty things we could do to the blonde bimbo sitting on the bed.
"Could you sit on the bed? Next to the headboard, Faith," I did as I was asked, my feet lightly kicking against Harmony, who was still holding her pose. She briefly jolted, but her eyes never left Will’s pussy.
"Harmony, get on your hands and knees, eat out my friend," Will’s voice was much more domineering that when she told me what position to take.
Harmony moved as quickly as a rattlesnake. I moved my legs apart, as she bent over me. Her long hair, draped from her hair and brushed against my thighs as she lowered her head. Her tongue went out and straight in. I was slightly disappointed, Joyce had known how to tease. I made a mental note to give Will some hints to pass on later.
However, don’t get me wrong, once Harmony got stuck in she went to it with a passionate intensity. She lapped by pussy like a Gene Simmons on speed, until she found the clit. I grabbed the back of her head pushed her down briefly, "That’s it," I cried.
In the meantime Will had equipped herself with a strap-on. She got on the bed behind Harmony, and spread the blonde’s cunt. She quickly put her tongue in and I could feel Harmony passing the licks on like a relay race. But Will, wasn’t planning to give Harmony satisfaction that way. She just used enough tongue to start Harmony, leaking, then knelt back up, flicked her hair away and pushed the strap-on in, with one fluid, easy motion.
For a second Harmony’s head shot away from my cunt and I swore in annoyance, but Willow was already in charge of the situation, "Harm, get your lazy ass back down on Faith," she ordered, showing a total disregard for what part of the blondes anatomy was actually being used.
When Harmony was back in position, Will start to pound her. With every thrust Harmony was pushed just a little bit forward and her tongue would hit by clit that little bit harder. Soon I was squealing like a schoolgirl at a Jude Law premier and I was pushing back at Harmony, almost breaking her spine as she was sandwiched between my pelvic thrusts and Willow’s hard fucking. Juice poured from my cunt and I could see Harmony was struggling to take it all in; it dribbled down her chin and leaked against my thighs.
When the orgasm came it was like a firecracker had been placed in my butt. I arched my body so much, I lifted off the bed and the explosions of lust trembled through my body. Harmony took her head away without permission, but I was too busy shattering to say anything and Will, too busy concentrating on her own performance, could only keep repeating, "Take it, take it."
With her mouth empty Harmony, began to grunt, snorting out breath with each shove. It was an irritating noise, like an elephant giving birth.
I rolled of the bed and got on my strap-on. I knew one way to make the blonde shut up. Clambering back on I sat on my knees, "Open wide," I said to Harmony, as Will grinned.
The blonde gave a quick look over he shoulder and seemed about to say something, but Will cut her short, "You heard what Faith said."
Harmony opened her mouth and as she banged forward I slid the cock in. Willow started to hammer her harder, gradually pushing Harmony up my cock. I waggled a bit further forward myself, making sure it filled her mouth, and kept her silent, but not so deep she’d gag and spit it out. Soon Harmony got used to it and the only way we could tell she was orgasming, was when her body shook more than it was doing normally. Finally Willow pulled out her dildo, it was shiny with jizz. I slid mine out of Harmony’s mouth, it too was soaked.
"There’s a good slut," said Will, she patted Harmony’ ass, as the teen sank down into her bed, quivering and moaning.

I was keen on having a whack at Harmony’s pussy myself, so I asked Will, "Want to swap?"
"Sure," replied Will, "though the hole I’m going to be using isn’t her mouth."
She turned Harmony onto her side, as the me and her realised what Will meant. My face broke into a lustful grin, whilst Harmony looked aghast, "I can’t… I won’t."
Willow had already rolled behind her and was lying on her side, with the dildo, brushing against her girlfriend’s backdoor. Her voice was strict when she replied, "You won’t what?"
Harmony mumbled something.
"I didn’t hear you," said Willow sternly.
"I want you and Faith to DP me," said Harmony more clearly.
"Good," said Will and I saw her arm move forward. Harmony bucked and gave a little whinny as Will’s finger rammed up her ass.
As Will enlarged her hole, I moved into position. I lay facing Harmony and guided my dildo, so that the tip was in her hole. I slid a leg between her thighs, brushing against Will’s. My friend gave me a grin and pulled out her finger, "Just a second," she said and I could see her adjusting her dildo so that it was pressed against Harmony’s ass.
"On the count of three," said Will, "One, two, three!"
I slammed the cock in, pushing it until I felt the leather straps burn into Harmony’s flesh. I could feel Will’s leg’s flip over mine, pushing Harmony’s thigh higher as we battled for position between them. The redhead leant out a whoosh of air, as her toy rammed into Harmony. The blonde in turn let out a cry and rattled back and forth, like a maze in a ball bearing.
We paused to let Harmony recover. I could feel her wriggling as she tried to ease the discomfort, I knew she must feel.
"How’s that?" asked Will.
"Lovely," said Harmony through gritted teeth.
Will, began to push, I waited a few seconds to make sure I had the rhythm right and then began to bang in myself. The three of us grunted and groaned, I knew I was leaking juice, I could feel Harmony’s jizz against my skin, and a rapidly spreading damp patch on the bed, suggested that Will was gushing out cum in ocean like quantities.
I reached my hand out and clasped Will’s. We fiddled with each other’s fingers, as we rubbed Harmony’s side. The blonde was incapable of words, just letting out oomph’s of air with each thrust. Her eyes were looking upwards in a daze, and her hair straggled everywhere.
I came with a shriek, the orgasm wrapping round my clit and then pulsating out in all directions. I tried to continue thrusting, but I’d lost the rhythm. Luckily for Harmony Will hadn’t and she slammed her girlfriend into a scream of gut wrenching intensity, which made me hope the maid was over the other side of the house. Will continued to hammer, murmuring, "Cute ass, fuck that cute ass," faster and faster until all she could say was "Cueass, cueass," in a highly-strung squeal. Even those words stopped when she let out a squeal which dwarfed Harmony’s.
The three of us lay there for a few minutes, each of us lost in our own thoughts and sensations. There was a final pop as Will withdrew, I took that as a hint and pulled out my own dildo.
Will reached for her clothes, "We better get going, don’t want to be late for school do we?"
I didn’t care, but Will takes her studies a lot more seriously than I do, so I rolled off the bed and started to hunt for my panties, which I had thrown with wild abandon earlier.
Harmony struggled to sit up, and failed miserably. She lay watching as we got dressed, "Do you want me to wear panties tomorrow, Will?"
"What do you think, Faith?" asked Will.
"I think that slit could do with some air," I replied.
Will grinned at her girlfriend, "There’s your answer."
Harmony nodded dumbly and pulled the quilt towards her, snuggling into its warmth, "My parents are away on Saturday, if you’d like to come over."

Will shrugged, "We’ll see."
I grinned Will is a fast learner; I’d have thought she have bitten off Harmony’s hand in accepting the offer, but instead, without saying ‘no’ she shown the blonde who was in charge. Though, I thought, as I looked at Harmony’s still expanded back hole, they both probably knew who was the boss.
*
As we walked home Will started giving me none to subtle hints that I should bring a guest; namely the woman who B had seen me with. I wasn’t sure, whilst Will didn’t seem like she was being especially forgiving of B, she might forgive B’s reaction when she found out who I had been banging. Of course, she might not – from the things she said I think B was out of the friends picture for a long time.
However, by the time I got back to my apartment a plan had come together. I kissed Will on her cheek and said goodnight, as she headed towards her own house. I opened my front door and pulled out my mobile.
Despite the lateness of the hour Joyce answered immediately, "Faith," she squealed excitedly, "I thought you’d forgotten your butt-fuck bunny."
"Are you in bed?" I breathed down the phone.
Joyce giggled, "Yes… I’m lying here thinking of you."
"What are you wearing?" I purred.
There was a pause, "A short T-shirt. But I’m not wearing panties."
Joyce really needs to brush up on her phone sex, luckily I hadn’t called to get myself off, but to give her instructions. I switched to a more businesslike tone, "Okay, I want you to get up and remove your T-shirt. Then I want you to take your phone and snap a picture of your twat and send it to me. You got that?"
"Yes," replied Joyce dutifully.
"Good. Ciao," I switched off the phone. Seconds later a text came through from Joyce, with a picture of her bald beaver.
I sent it over to Will, with a text challenge, "If you can guess who it belongs to I’ll invite her."
Will forgot about an early night, as my mobile was bombarded with texts, with answers ranging from Miss Honeywell, the Gym teacher to Jennifer Aniston, the actress. After about a dozen tries, the phone rang and I answered it thinking Will was giving up and asking for a clue I was determined not to give.
Instead she was snorting with laughter, "No wonder Buffy is so pissed with you."
"Go on," I replied.
"You’re banging Joyce. I don’t blame you, she’s got a hell of a pair of jugs."
"You should see them in the flesh," I paused, "I’ll invite her round then."
"Yeah and remember what you said about sharing," Will said.
I remembered how we shared Harmony and a slow grin went across my face, "Don’t worry Will, I’m not one to go back on my word."
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The Sexual Adventures of Faith Lehane