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Big City Sin	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 43532 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Big City Sin
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 6
- 7
- 8
The panties slid down Buffy’s legs to her ankles. She kicked them off and because she was hated having her underwear strewn around the floor she bent to pick them up and place them neatly beside her on the couch. She smoothed her nightie down, feeling her own body beneath its thin, almost translucent material, it made her tingle and she picked up the dildo, which was sitting next to her wine glass on the small table next to her. She slowly rubbed it over her pussy lips, not pushing or pressing, just enjoying the cool, smooth touch of the plastic – building her anticipation for when she properly used it on herself.
With her spare hand she reached for the remote, switching the TV from standby. It flicked on almost instantly, the screen turning blue as Buffy switched it over to the DVD channel. Her finger hovered for a second over the ‘play’ button, not because she had any last minute reservations about watching lesbian porn, but because she touched the tip of the toy into her twat and it made her shiver. Her finger pushed at the button and the parking lot of an LA suburban Mall came on screen, with a cute peroxide blonde girl making an appearance seconds later.
Was that Dawnie Springs? Buffy wondered. Whilst the porn star was good-looking enough Buffy didn’t think she was Will’s type. Whoever Dawnie Springs was she’d impressed her friend enough that Will had downloaded an entire DVD of her movies; that had to be a recommendation.
"Hey B, Red, you home?" Faith’s voice came from the front door, followed, like it was an afterthought, by the ding-dong of the bell.
"Shit!" Buffy seldom swore outside the bedroom, but Faith did just choose the wrong time to return from her cross-country trips, with Buffy being clad in her nightie in the middle of the afternoon and just about to jam a dildo up her cunt. The blonde Slayer moved with surprising speed, hiding the toy between the sofa cushions, expertedly pulling up her panties and mussing her hair, like she was just out of bed. She switched off the TV properly as she passed it and opened the door, "Hiya Faith," she yawned, "Just me."
The dark Slayer grinned, she was dressed in her leathers with a small rucksack over her shoulder, her motorbike was parked in the drive, "Hey blondie, gonna invite me in?"
Whilst it wasn’t Faith’s fault Buffy was still irritated the brunette had interrupted her masturbation session before it had even got going, she stood aside grumpily, "I’m not in the mood for your games."
Faith stepped over the threshold, "See not a vamp…"
"As it’s daylight outside I kinda twigged that one already," said Buffy. Even if it was dark she wasn’t sure that a vamp Faith might still not had been able to come in, it was a debatable point whether she lived their or not. True she didn’t pay any rent or help towards the mortgage, but whenever she was in Cleveland and not out criss-crossing the country with her motorcycle and a bag of stakes she always stayed here. And there was a room she always used and which no-one else slept in, and if it was empty of things that was cos Faith was able to bag all her possessions in the rucksack slung over her shoulder.
Faith tossed the bag on her floor; Buffy bent down and picked it up, placing it on the coffee table with an annoyed frown. The brunette grinned, "Someone got out on the wrong side; and just recently I guess. Late night?"
"Yeah, kinda," replied Buffy was non-committal; she didn’t want Faith thinking that the patrol last night had any kind of story to it – mainly because it hadn’t.
Luckily the brunette didn’t seem that interested, walking over to the couch and slumping down in the spot Buffy had been occupying moments before. She looked at the wine glass, "Yours or have you got someone upstairs?"
"No, but I poured it before I realised I was tired and was going to take twenty zeds" Buffy said. She added as her friend was eyeing the glass greedily, "You can drink it if you want."
"You sure?" asked Faith, but she didn’t wait for a reply before picking it up and starting to sip at.
"I’m sure," replied Buffy, "I’m going to have a shower and get dressed." She didn’t add that it was going to be a very cold one.
*
Faith could hear the sound of water from upstairs – you had to hand it to B, when she said she was going to shower she didn’t do half measures; she’d been in their so long it was a wonder she hadn’t drained the local reservoir. The dark haired Slayer sipped at the wine, it was still cool, either blondie had been keeping it well below freezing or else she’d not had as many zeds as she claimed. Faith shrugged to herself, B’s business was B’s business and if the girl was drinking a bit too much… well she had a lot on. Faith took another sip of the wine and put it back down, she was more a beer and spirits gal; it was Will and B who went for the wine, making like they were some kinda sophisticates.
She stood up and walked over to the TV to switch it on. Sitting back down she thumbed through the remote looking if there was anything on; but it was a weekday afternoon and it was a choice of toddler’s cartoons, some cheap soaps or 24 hour news, none of which appealed to Faith. She decided she might as well watch a DVD; Red and Blondie had plenty of movies in the shelf next to the TV, some of which were even semi-watchable. But the shelf was a long way away and she couldn’t be assed to get up again if she could help it; she pressed play – could be either B or Will had left a movie in she could watch.
"My… my…who’s a naughty girl," grinned Faith to herself as the movie came up. The hand-held camera, the poor quality outside lighting, the slight fuzziness of the sound all told her it was porn, as did the fact she recognised the actress. And if to confirm it the blonde porn star started talking to the camera about meeting her friend for fun and fucking. It hadn’t been the movie she’d been expecting to be left in the machine, but she wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth; it had been a long ride on a hot, vibrating machine and some relaxation would be order.
She settled back against the sofa, frowning as she felt something between the cushions. She reached down and pulled out a dildo. "Jeez Willow Rosenberg, you really ought to clear up after yourself," said Faith undoing the top of her leather pants. She looked at Red’s toy and debated using it on herself, it would serve the Wiccan right for leaving it and a porn DVD around.
She was still thinking when she heard a familiar voice, "Hi Sammi" said Dawnie Springs. Faith put the dildo down and looked at the screen her mouth opening; she wasn’t surprised at seeing Dawn Summers in porn – she’d known for the last month, after she caught a movie on her laptop – that the littlest Summers had run away to begin a career in adult entertainment. And Faith could see why the redheaded witch had found out and decided not to tell B, probably for similar reasons that Faith had decided not to mention it over pizza and chips. That didn’t mean she wasn’t surprised ‘bout how dumb Will was to have a DVD lying around where Buffy could see.
And then it clicked. It wasn’t Red’s dildo and it wasn’t her who’d put the DVD in. It was Buffy. Given the clues it became obvious – B in a nightie, cold wine, a dildo down the sofa and no Willow in the house; shit - her fellow Slayer was about to have some alone time with a porn movie. Did she know it was Dawn on the DVD? Faith thought not, B might be kinkier that she let on – certainly if some of the Spike rumours were true – but she wasn’t the type to be jilling herself to her lil’ sis. It seemed likely that the DVD was Willow’s and Faith had appeared, 7^th cavalry like, in the nick of time. But why in the hell was blondie about to watch a lesbian porno?
"Holy shit," breathed Faith as the only answer hit her like a speeding car, "B likes girls."
She paused the DVD, standing up and going over to the machine to eject it. "Whoo," she murmured to herself and then "Whoo," again. It was kinda a surprise to find little Miss Straight actually wasn’t as straight as Faith had thought, and also kinda hot. Faith would have described herself as ninety percent hetro, well perhaps nearer eighty percent, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t into letting out with her sapphic side; and the thought that B might be too – well that made her pussy itch. But first things first, cos if B saw what Dawnie was doing the resulting explosion would be create a crater bigger than that where Sunnydale used to be.
It took the brunette Slayer only a few moments to find where Will ‘hid’ her porn stash, under a few hideous sweaters and skirts so dowdy even the wiccan wouldn’t wear them. Faith placed the ‘Dawnie Springs’ DVD back and pulled out one from the Charisma Carpenter Lesbian Collection; - she hadn’t seen that one and if she was wrong about B being into women she’d need to do something to deal with her increasing horniness.
The shower was silent and Faith went across to Buffy’s room, and without knocking, opened the door. The blonde was drying herself, glancing round in irritation as Faith entered. Buffy had a small flush to her skin and her hands were gripping the towel tightly as she worked at the top of her legs. Faith grinned, handling the towel like that wasn’t going to make B any dryer, the opposite in fact. The petite Slayer turned round, her cheeks going a deeper red, "Er, hello, some privacy, I’m naked here."
"So I see," drawled Faith and leant casually against the doorframe. B had the cutest firm butt, Faith had always suspected it would be toned but round, like a sensuous peach, and seeing it in the flesh confirmed it.
Buffy snorted and wrapped the towel round her ass, stopping Faith from seeing anymore. She didn’t turn round so Faith was denied a sight of her titties, but the brunette guessed they would be firm and delicious as well. Buffy’s forehead clenched as it did when she was annoyed, "This isn’t a shop, you just can’t wander in and look around."
"Hey, who said I’m looking," grinned Faith, "I just popped in, see you were alright – all perfectly innocent."
"Sure, yeah, whatever, I’m fine so shut the door," said Buffy. Faith stepped into the room and her fellow Slayer gave an exaggerated sigh, "You know I kinda meant with you on the other side."
Faith shrugged, "You into girls?" She looked at B as the blonde’s skin went even redder.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I mean, are you into girls, like Willow?" Faith smiled.
Buffy paused and gave a small false laugh, "That’s a weird question, when you first met me I was head over for Angel and he’s not a woman."
"When I first met Willow she was trying to bang Oz and he’s not got tits and cunt either," Faith said, "But you didn’t answer the question…"
Buffy turned away, " I didn’t Faith and why should I?" Faith moved a little so she could see the blonde’s expression in a mirror. The twiglet was blushing, however B was fair and went red with anything. But, she looked anxious, biting her lip a little, this wasn’t a conversation Miss Straight was comfortable with. But there was also a glimmer of a look on her face,, it wasn’t so strong as hope… more like relief.
It told Faith she should keep at it; "I enjoy fucking B, you know that, nothing beats getting hot and sweaty under the sheets, or over them. Usually I prefer guys, but y’know sometimes it’s hot to do it with women – I’ve had both, nothing wrong with either."
"Oh," Buffy didn’t turn. "I… um… didn’t know. Willow…?"
Faith shook her head, "No, but not sayin’ I wouldn’t though." She took a step forward and continued, "So what about you, blondie?"
"I’ve never fucked another woman," Buffy’s voice was firm, but in the mirror her expression was less confident.
Faith carried on walking until she was just behind Buffy, she could smell the scent of her shampoo and the perfume of her body, heady and exhilarating. If B wasn’t into women, she was still damned hot between her legs, the musk of her arousal filling Faith’s nostrils. Course, if she wasn’t into women, any second now she’d turn and give Faith a smack – the dark Slayer reached out and brushed a piece of wet hair over Buffy’s shoulder so that she could see the naked nape of her neck. Buffy gulped, but didn’t turn as Faith’s hands touched her skin. The brunette said, "That wasn’t the question. I asked whether you were into women, not if you’d banged one."
Buffy turned round so violently that for a moment Faith thought the blonde Slayer was about to hit. Instead she screwed her face up and said angrily, "What do you want me to say? That I think about what it’d be like to eat pussy? Cos I do. Or that I’ve fantasised about banging half the Slayers? I’ve done that as well, I’ve lain in my bed fingering my cunt dreaming about lying between Kennedy and Vi and fucking them both or that I’m lying between Rona’s legs and we’re sixty-nining. Or are you asking if I’ve finger fucked myself as I’ve watched Cordy bang some porno star and wished it was me she was fucking with a strap-on. You want me to say I sometimes think about banging another woman – yeah, Faith, I do. I’ve slammed a dildo in my cunt and orgasmed as I’ve fantasised about fucking Will or Kennedy or Cordelia, 'specially her. So what do you say about that?"
The blonde stopped her rant, shivering and shaking as she let it all out. Faith looked at her, B’s boobs were as nice as Faith had thought they would be, small and petite like the rest of her, but also firm and jiggly. Faith grinned, and the devil in her said "I’d say nice titties."
At first Faith thought Buffy was going to hit her as the Slayer’s fists clenched and her skin flushed between pale white and deep red. "Fuck you, Faith," Buffy said, surprising the brunette as her fellow Slayer hardly ever swore.
But before Faith could quip anything in reply she got an even bigger surprise as Buffy’s head rammed forward and her mouth locked onto Faith’s. Faith’s eyes opened wide in shock; she hadn’t been expecting this or rather she had, just not so quick. But even as her mind was reeling her body was taking control and opening her mouth for the blonde. It was just in time as Buffy’s tongue shot between her lips and into the brunette’s mouth, Faith tried to raise her own tongue, but Buffy was pinning it to the floor. The blonde’s hands were gripping at the other Slayer’s waist, grabbing the T-shirt and not letting go. Buffy pushed her body against Faith’s, the nipples erect and hard pressing at the brunette’s chest. The towel fell to the floor, landing with a low crump. Faith tried to move her arms, but Buffy grabbed them dragging them back to the dark haired Slayer’s side – it was probably lucky as Faith hadn’t worked out whether they should be wrapped round B or shoving her off. The blonde’s mouth was moving harder, more passionately, slurping and munching, eating and sucking at Faith’s lips, her tongue beating in the brunette’s mouth.
Then Buffy dropped back.
For a moment, Faith just stared, then she said, "Fuck."
"Yeah, okay," said Buffy and launched in at Faith again, except this time her hands were reaching for the top of Faith’s leather pants and struggling to undo the buttons.
The brunette pushed her back, "That’s not what I meant, B. I meant ‘fuck’ as in…" she trailed unsure what she meant – was it surprise at the blonde twig kissing her or was it cos that she was so good. "y’know what I mean," she finished lamely.
"I know what you mean," Buffy grinned, she didn’t seem angry any more, in fact she seemed pleased. She was also naked and still had her thumbs positioned to pop open the top button.
"Cool…" replied Faith. She looked down as Buffy opened the button, this time unable to contain her surprise, "Fuck… I mean…"
"Going too fast are we Faith?" Buffy grinned, "You came in here to fuck… well let’s do it."
"No… I mean yeah, I mean we’re not going too fast, not for me, but yeah let’s fuck if you’re cool with it," Faith said her mind still awhirl. B was right, Faith had come to fuck, it was just she had thought she was gonna be the one to take the lead and seduce twinkle-toes into her pussy. But now it was the other way round, as if asking if B had lesbian urges had opened a floodgate to the blonde Slayer’s secret passions. But if this was the way it was gonna be Faith wasn’t gonna try and turn it, whilst Faith liked being on top she also liked being on bottom if the cutie was both hot and tough enough; and B was both.
She didn’t resist as Buffy’s naked body pressed at her, the blonde’s lips on hers, her tongue vigorously moving in and out and around Faith’s mouth. Down below her waist Buffy’s fingers swiftly went to open the buttons, bringing down the leather pants. Faith worked with her, wrapping her tongue round Buffy’s, moving her lips in unison with blonde and as her pants were pulled down, stepping back from the blonde to pull them away.
"Nice," grinned Buffy looking down at Faith’s thong.
"You like?" smiled Faith, pulling it aside so Buffy could get a glimpse of shaven gash.
"Yeah," Buffy beamed, "better than my fantasy."
"You fantasised about me?" Faith did an amused double-take, though she guessed it made sense, the brunette had no false modesty about how hot she was.
Buffy didn’t answer instead she reached for Faith’s T-shirt, pulling it up. Faith raised her hands and together the two of them brought it over her head, leaving the brunette in just her bra and thong, which was two more things than Buffy was wearing. Soon to be one, "Let me see your tits," said Buffy reaching behind Faith for the clasp, "You’ve seen mine."
The bra fell to the ground and Buffy smiled as she looked at the brunette’s chest; Faith’s titties were larger and rounder than her own, every move setting them bouncing. To Buffy they looked delicious, and if they weren’t actually edible they were lickable and kissable. She lent into them, her mouth starting to suckle the nearest nipple, her tongue running round the teat until it went erect. Faith gave a sound between a moan and giggle, "Oooh, that’s right, B, that’s right." Buffy switched tits, kissing and licking at the mound, swishing her tongue round the nub and pressing her lips and teeth on the flesh round it. She was surprised how tasteless it was, but how good it felt. Faith seemed to be agreeing, her body quivering and her back arching as Buffy’s mouth sucked at her boobs.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah," Faith moaned, "Oh that’s good." She straightened and let out another gasp as Buffy’s finger pushed aside the thong and began to rub at her clit. From her reaction Buffy guessed this was the right thing to do, she didn’t have Faith’s experience, but she had watched a few lesbian porn movies – she hoped that was enough. It certainly seemed to be working as Faith shook harder, her hands resting on Buffy’s shoulders, "Oh fuck yeah, oh fuck B… shit."
Buffy added a finger, pressing it into the hole. She had been inside herself before, sliding the digit up and down, wiggling it around, but it felt different to be in Faith. Sure it was just as warm and wet and tight, but her finger seemed disconnected, no pleasure surging into her own cunt. That was easy to put right; she lifted her mouth from Faith’s tits and grabbed one of Faith’s wrists, bringing it down below. "Finger fuck me," Buffy ordered.
"Shit B, never knew you were such a horn-dog," gasped Faith.
"Just finger my pussy," said Buffy, she let go off Faith’s wrist, trusting the brunette Slayer, and moved her spare hand to grip Faith’s shoulder.
The trust wasn’t misplaced, the blonde moaned as Faith’s thumb began to rub and massage at the top of her pussy, pressing between the lips on her clit. She moaned louder as the dark haired beauty’s middle finger started to press into her hole, sliding up and down, pressing and probing and pushing as it searched. She jilled harder at Faith in return her elbow jacking back and forth, powering her digit deep into the other young woman’s cunt. The hole was wet, heat radiating out from the soaked walls, the inside flesh quivering and wobbling with every thrust. Faith squeaked and gasped, her cunt gushing juice over Buffy’s finger, "Oh shit, B, you’re good, shit you’re something…ooohhh, shhhiiitttt!"
"Uuurrhhhfff," the noise from Buffy was mixture of a scream as Faith bit down on her shoulder and ecstasy as the brunette’s fingers and thumb did their work on Buffy’s special spots. She increased her own speed, smacking her finger as far as it could go into Faith. The dark Slayer gasped and snorted, her teeth biting down harder on B’s shoulder, like she was using them as a way to keep herself standing upright.
Suddenly Faith straightened, dragging her fingers out and tensing up ramrod stiff, before bending backwards, her face twisting and her mouth opening to let out a wail, "Aaaarrrghh, shiiiitt, fuucccckk, aaaarrrghhh!"
Buffy had never made another woman orgasm before; and it felt good – though not as good as if she’d been the one orgasming. For a second she was about to grab Faith’s fingers and force them back in, compelling her friend to finish the job. But then she wondered what it would be like to have Faith’s head between her legs, tonguing at her twat. And having just made Faith cum it seemed like the perfect moment to get the favour returned. Buffy jumped onto her bed, sitting up and spreading her legs, "Eat me, Faith."
The brunette looked at her, a long slow smile spreading over her pretty face, "Isn’t that a little forward, blondie? You could at least say please."
Buffy laughed, "Okay then Faith, come and eat my sweet little slot please. And if you make me cum I’ll think of a thank you."
"Hey, B what about if I think of the thank you?" Faith shot back, but as she was already climbing onto the bed and crawling towards the petite Slayer’s open legs her negotiating strategy wasn’t as good as it could have been.
"Make me cum and I might…ooohhh," Buffy gasped as Faith’s mouth slammed down on her cunt, the brunette wasting no time in starting to slurp and lick at the wet slit. Her tongue pounded downwards and her nosing rubbed at the top of the pussy, the tip pushing at Buffy’s bud, making Buffy squeal and thrash in orgasmic enjoyment. Faith’s tongue moved faster and harder, swishing through the wet cummy hole and battering against the flesh. "Oooohhh, ooohhh," Buffy groaned, "Oooohhh, Faith, yes, yes, ooohhh."
It wasn’t the first cunnilingus the blonde had ever had; Parker had done it on their ‘date’ and she had then thought Riley a master of it, even Spike had done it a couple of times after Buffy had practically beaten his head between her legs. But now she realised that they, all three, were amateurs – this was the real thing, fast and hard, then as she came and quivered a change in tempo to slow and gentle, letting Buffy cool down and get her breath back. And then again just as she relaxed Faith would up the pace and pound the petite Slayer’s pussy with tongue, slamming down the slot, hammering the hole, crushing the clit with her face, savaging the special spot. Buffy gripped the bedding, her nails ripping into the quilt cover, as she squealed and shuddered, the orgasms tearing her apart, "Ooohhh, aaarggghhh, fucccckk! Yes, Faith, yes, lick it, eat my cunt. Oh God, I need you top taste me, make me wet, make me cum. OOOoohhhh, aaaaarghh, ooooohhh!"
From below came the sound of Faith’s slurps, the brunette could never be accused of being a silent pussy eater – in fact if table manners were a must Faith would have been heading for a fail. Luckily they weren’t and Buffy twisted and writhed in pleasure as the orgasms welled up and exploded in her. Her insides jumped and quivered, her nerves stretching. "Ooohhh, yesssss, aaarggghh, more, Faith, more. Oh fuck, eat my cunt! Aaaarrrghh."
Another orgasm hit her and another, each one more exhilarating than the last. Her cunt was soaking, juice and Faith’s spit mixing together, so that there was a wet, clear sheen over Buffy’s labia. And still Faith ate away, a finger joining her tongue, pushing up into Buffy, exploring and probing her like the Slayer had been kidnapped by aliens and was the subject of a ghastly and exciting sexual experiment. "Ooohh, ooohhhh, ohhhh," she gushed and squealed, "Yessss, fuuuuckkk, yessss!"
Her cunt exploded a spray of juice, the cum washing over Faith like a tsunami. The brunette looked up, smiling as Buffy collapsed backwards, the blonde a mess of quivering pleasure centres. "Wow," she murmured, "Wow."
Faith licked some cum from her face, "So do I get to choose my thank you?" she smiled cheekily.
The tingling in Buffy’s cunt was still fresh, lightening her mood like a good orgasm did. She nodded and giggled waving her hand like a princess to her favourite courtesan, "So what do you choose?"
Faith licked her lips lasciviously, her gaze alternating between Buffy’s face and her wet, bare cunt. "I want you to bang my tight little fuck hole with a strap-on," she said.
"I haven’t got a strap-on," replied Buffy wistfully.
Faith laughed, "Twinkie, I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t have one in my rucksack. Now, am I going to get fucked cos I did the best pussy lick this side of the Hudson?"
"What are you waiting for slow-coach?" Buffy grinned back.
Faith scooted out, returning a few moments later sans underwear, but with a ten inch toy hanging from her palm. She passed it to Buffy, "You know how to put it on?"

The blonde smiled, "I’m sure I can work it out."
As Buffy rightly suspected you didn’t need a Doctorate in Astrophysics to work out how the toy fitted. It was a work of moments to buckle the belt and adjust the straps round the top of her thigh so that the haft of the dildo was over her pussy, lightly pushing at the lips and pressing at the clit. It took even less time for her fellow Slayer to take position on the bed, her chin was resting on the covers whilst pushing her hips upwards and shaking her firm sexy behind, making her legs and back two sides of a triangle. And Faith being Faith she was impatient, one hand was under her body, fondling one of her ripe titties, the other was between her legs, touching and tantalising her wet pussy. "Hurry up," she moaned, "I’m so hot."
Seeing the dark Slayer in such a ready position was doing the same to Buffy. She couldn’t help but look at her masturbating friend, watching as Faith’s finger rubbed and massaged at the bare pussy, making it gleam wetly. "Ooohh," Faith gave another moan and slid a finger between her lips, "If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to start myself."
The finger pushed deeper into her cunt, the lips quivering as Faith wiggled and shifted it, groaning loudly. Buffy’s own cunt was tingling and buzzing with anticipation. She paused, still watching, wanting to savour the last moments before she fucked a girl and lost her lesbian virginity and to do so as looked in excitement at the sexual tableau in front of her, the naked dark haired Slayer grunting and shivering as she masturbated. "Oohhhhh… c’mon, twiglet," Faith gasped, "If you don’t fuck me soon I’m gonna finish myself."
As much as seeing Faith finger fuck herself was a turn on it would be a major failure if she came before Buffy had banged her; who knew if Faith would feel like doing it another time – she was the definition of fickle. To say nothing of Willow being back soon and the Wiccan having the deductive skills of Sherlock Holmes. Buffy got on the bed holding the strap-on in her hand, as she shuffled behind Faith, "You want me to fuck you Faith? You want me to bang you?"
"Yeah, twinkie, I do," Faith’s finger slipped from her twat, leaving the hole wet with cum. She tossed her head, looking backwards and up at Buffy, her smile both inviting and challenging, "If you know how to fuck my cunt and fuck it hard."
The smirk made Buffy resolve that she was going to bang Faith until she came, and then more so that she came again. She looked back, her smile less arrogant than her friend, but equally confident, "Faith, I don’t want to boast, but I’ve gone medieval on uber-vamps, immortal demons and hell-goddesses; fucking you into insensibility’s gonna be a breeze."
"Hey, B, let me see it, get that dildo in my cunt, as they say you gotta be in it to win it" grinned Faith.
"Oh I’ll win it," said Buffy, though she knew that the brunette would be winning as well.
"Oooohh, that’s it, first part’s working," Faith gave a groan, her body tensing in excitement as Buffy started to push the toy between her quim lips.
The hole was tighter than Buffy expected; or perhaps the dildo was bigger. In either case it didn’t slide into Faith’s wet hole as easily as Buffy expected it to. She could have girded her loins and thrust, pounding it down like she was karate chopping a brick. But Buffy decided to go slower and gentler at first, to lull Faith into a false sense of security before really going to town on her pussy. So moved slowly and gently, her hips swaying not rocking, as she worked the dildo in and out of her compadre’s cunt. Faith didn’t seem to mind the relaxed start, she was still moaning and giggling, her finger pressing at the top of her cunt, the digit partnering the dildo in pleasuring her. "Oooohh, urrrrrhh, ohhhh," Faith moaned.
Gradually the toy slid deeper, the plastic pressing apart the tunnel and gliding over the wet flesh. Faith groaned, "Ooohhh, urrhhhh, urrrrhhh," her finger still working at her cunt. Buffy’s hand moved to hold Faith’s waist lightly as she imperceptibly began to speed up, her hips pushing millimetres further forward each time, sending the toy a little deeper. At first Faith didn’t seem to notice, her grunts keeping to the same volume and her body movements no more than gentle shivers. But as Buffy sped up and sent the cock further in Faith’s reactions began to change, her body began to move faster, rocking in time with Buffy’s thrusts, shuddering hard as she slammed back. "Aaaarrrghh, aaaarrgghh, aaarrrggghh," her groans became louder and more high-pitched, turning from moans to squeals. Buffy gripped the brunette’s waist harder, keeping herself on.
And let herself go…
"Aaaarrghhh, yessss, yessss!" Faith shrieked as Buffy fucked her. For almost anyone else, Buffy would have held a little back, slowed her speed, softened her impact, but Faith was a tough a Slayer as anyone and Buffy knew not only could she take it, but she wanted it. The dildo pounded away, ramming Faith’s lips apart, slamming down so deep that Buffy almost followed it. Faith’s finger fell away from her clit, the cock pounding her cunt needing no further assistance to bring her to ecstasy, "Ohhh yessss, aaaarrghhh yessss! Fuck me B, fuck me!"
The excitement was building in Buffy’s own cunt, sweeping through her netherworld as the end of the toy stimulated her cunt. The harder she fucked Faith the better it felt, a total win-win. She pounded with vigour, groaning and gasping as the pleasure burned in her, "Oooohh, oohhh, uurrggggh, urrrggghhh. Oh my God, my God, my God!"
Buffy couldn’t believe how good it felt, not just the orgasms, but the sound of Faith’s enjoyment, the warm, smoothness of the brunette’s skin, the scent of her pleasure; it all combined into a heady brew. "Oooohhh," groaned Buffy, "ooooooohhh!" - the orgasms were super as well. She slammed quicker and harder, putting all her strength into it, hearing Faith cum, feeling the other Slayer’s body shudder and shake; and getting it all coming back to her as well. "OOOoohhhh! Fuccckkk! Yesss! God!"
For years Buffy had wondered what it was like to fuck another woman, since before Willow came out, even before she was aware she was a Slayer and was just a vain cheerleader taking quick glances at her fellows in the shower. And now she knew and it was fantastic. She didn’t kid herself, it wasn’t love with Faith, but pure animal desire for the dark Slayer, a burning need to fuck her and pleasure her and to feel the same in return. There was no spiritual gratification, no soft honeyed words or dew-eyed looks, neither of them wanted that, there was only a pussy and a dildo and two supremely fit young women using one on the other.
"Aarrrrggghh, fuuuucckk! Yesssss!" Faith was screaming harder now, her naked body jumping and shuddering as the dildo rammed her. Sweat rivulets were running down her naked back and as her head rocked her damp hair clung to her, like seaweed fighting a tide. Buffy squeezed her hips between her hands, thrashing forward and back, the dildo ploughing down. Faith shrieked louder, her spinal column arching so much it looked as if it was about to burst out of her flesh. "Oh yeah, B, I… oh my… shit this is heaven, just give it me, give it me so fucking hard."
"Ooohhh yeah, yeah, your pussy is so mine," Buffy accepted the other Slayer’s apology. She also pounded harder, ramming the plastic dick into the wet hole so hard that anyone else but Faith would have passed out in pleasure, and even the dark haired Slayer seemed like she was kinda close.
"Fuck it B, I want your dick, fuck my pussy, fuck it like it’s never been fucked before," Faith screamed. Her back bent again and she shrieked loud, "Aaarrrrghhh, that’s it! Aaaaaarrggghh, make me cum!"
"Yeah, fuck," groaned Buffy. "Oooohhh, ohhhh." She moaned in pleasure as the ecstasy boiled within her. Her pussy was soaking as she came, once, twice and then again, exhilarating waves lapping up her womanhood.
She didn’t stop, but carried on her pounding, ploughing the pussy like she was born to it. Which perhaps she had been, at least metaphorically, for the first time she was not doing better than she had ever hoped, she was sure she was doing better than most experienced lesbians would manage. Concentration, stamina, speed, it what Giles had drilled into her when he’d trained her – perhaps for a different purpose. She wiped a strand of hair from her forehead, the back of her hand immediately after wiping at her sweaty brow before returning to grab Faith’s side. "Ooohhh, aaaargggh, yes, that’s so fuckin’ good. Oh shit, fuck me harder," the brunette shrieked.
Buffy’s hands began to slide from Faith’s waist, the blonde had got herself into a rhythm so hard and deep she no longer needed to hold on and balance herself. It gave her scope to shift her hands to the dark haired Slayer’s round rump, her palms sliding over flesh so sweat-greased it was like rubbing over oil. She carried on gliding over the circular buttocks and down towards the crack between them. It was hard to tell if Faith’s cries got louder as Buffy pulled at the cheeks, separating them, but even if she didn’t and her squeals were just cos Buffy was pounding her pussy hard she didn’t make any signs she wanted the blonde to stop fondling her ass.
"God, your butt is so sexy," groaned Buffy as she ran her hands back over it, cupping the cheeks lightly in her hands before moving them back up to the crack and pulling apart the buttocks again. Faith’s tight little pucker stared at her like the unwinking eye of a Cyclops. Buffy couldn’t help herself rubbing it with her thumb, feeling the soft wrinkled flesh. Faith’s moan was definitely louder this time, so Buffy pressed a bit harder, pushing the pucker into the hole. Below her Faith bucked and gasped and so Buffy probed harder, the tip of her thumb entering the other young woman’s ass.
"Oooohhh, yeeaahh, that’s good, B," Faith groaned, "but do it properly – fuck me there with your strap-on."
"You mean your ass?" Buffy gasped in amazement.
"No, I mean fuck my left nostril," said Faith, "Yeah, I mean in my butt."
Buffy paused, still in shock, less than a couple of hours ago she’d been settling down for some serious solo-action, now not only had she just had her first girl-girl experience with Faith, but the other Slayer was asking her to bang her anally. She looked down at the small hole and the thick plastic phallus half-way in Faith’s cunt – they seemed a large mismatch. "You sure?"
"Yeah, I wouldn’t have said it otherwise," said Faith logically, then she gave a wide-mouthed grin, "And I want it proper and hard. None of this la-di-dah weak-assed making anal love; I want it rammed in so you split me, B."
Buffy smiled back, "Okay then." She pulled the strap-on out of Faith’s dripping slot, the toy was soaked with cum, the juice shining on the plastic. Holding it one handed, the other was resting on one Faith’s cheeks prying it apart from it partner, she guided the toy to Faith’s backhole. She was sure it wasn’t virgin, Faith was way too experienced for her anal cherry not to have been popped way back, however the hole still looked very tight and taut, certainly not big enough to take the huge slab of plastic sticking from Buffy. As she pressed the tip at the pucker she paused, her natural inclination was to go slow, to introduce the toy gently to Faith’s butthole – but Faith had been clear what she wanted, and even now the brunette was in position humming and quivering in anticipation.
"Here I come," said Buffy.
"Fuuucccckkkk!" gasped Faith as Buffy brutally drove the dildo into her ass. The blonde knew how her friend felt as even as it speared down Faith’s anal passageway the other end was bouncing against Buffy’s cunt, shoving the clit inwards and making the blonde wet with pleasure.
Buffy looked down at the toy, there were seven or eight inches impaled in Faith’s ass, all gone in with one thrust – that must be eye-watering, the blonde thought. Buffy grabbed Faith’s side again, to give her leverage, and pulled back. The toy slowly retreated, fighting against the tunnel that had closed round it, trying to stop it pulling out. There was a steady sound of slurping and hissing, oxygen, cunt juice and rubber combining with the flesh of Faith’s ass walls; and all merging with the gratified moan of Faith as the toy stimulated hidden nerves and pleasure centres.
Buffy pounded down again. Faith’s body straightened and tensed as the toy rammed down her ass; this time there was nothing left exposed – the full length embedded in the brunette. She screamed and shrieked, "Oh fuck yeah, twinkie, fuck my ass."
The dildo came out quicker this time, the walls' grip loosened. Buffy didn’t pause before hammering it again, pounding the full ten inches into Faith’s ass. The brunette’s scream was even louder than before, full of passion and ecstasy, "Aaaarrghh, harder, B, harder."
Happy to oblige Buffy ploughed on, if Faith wanted her ass to be fucked hard, Buffy would do it. She gripped the brunette’s sides and slammed in and out, propelling the plastic prick deep into Faith’s asshole. Hard and fast, deep and long, the dildo thudded down, spreading the dark haired Slayer’s insides like butter. It still didn’t seem enough for Faith as she gripped at the bedding and screamed, "Harder, B, harder. I want it harder, bang my ass open, wreck it B, fuck it good."
Sweat poured from Buffy’s pores as she redoubled her efforts, hammering Faith with all her strength. The brunette would never say she appreciated anything or anyone, but her shrieks of enjoyment told their own story, and if she carried on calling for Buffy to go hard into her, the calls seemed to be as much habit as a real demand.
"Oh yeah, yeah, Faith you’re so tight, your ass is so good," Buffy gasped and grunted as the toy rocked against her own cunt, driving deeply into the flesh. The brunette screamed something in reply and Buffy hammered the cock in deep again. A wave of sexual pleasure engulfed her, soothingly warm and shockingly electric. She still couldn’t believe what was happening, that in front of her was a naked Faith Lehane, and she Buffy Anne Summers was fucking her in the butt. Sure, she had dreamt of having lesbian sex before, but only in her wildest and most raunchy imaginings had Faith’s back-hole been spread and pounded. And none of them, not even the most vivid and depraved late night fantasies, had been as good as the reality. Her hands clawed harder at Faith’s side, gripping the brunette’s sweaty waist, snapping at the flesh with her nails, "This is so hot Faith. You are such a great ass fuck, it’s so tight, it’s the most bangable butt ever."
"Aaaaarrrghhh, yeaaah, B, fuck it, fuck it harder," Faith screamed. She shuddered as another orgasm was pounded into her, "Aaaarrrghh, aaaaarghhh, fuuuucckkk, yesssss. Give it me! Give it me hard!"
The blonde Slayer went down deep, thrusting the toy all the way into Faith’s rectum. The Slayer shrieked again and her back arched. Buffy pulled back and slammed forward, her unnatural strength hammering the dildo down so hard that Buffy was almost worried that she was going to rip Faith in half. Only the brunette’s shouts of pleasure and ecstasy kept her from slowing down. But Faith was so obviously enjoying it that Buffy relaxed and went with it, pounding her dark haired friend’s butt vigorously, while groaning as the other end of the toy rubbed at her own pussy, leaving it wet and warm, "Ooohh, ohhh, fuck, Faith fuck."
"Shiiittt! Aaaaarrghh! Fuuucckkiing! I’m fucking cumming!" Faith screamed again, her hands clasped into fists and beat a staccato on the bed.
"Yeah, I see," giggled Buffy, "Guess you’re not complaining now?"
Faith seemed to have forgotten her earlier cheeky challenge to her friend, as she just screamed, "Fuck it, B, fuck it hard."
Buffy grinned and pounded, the toy satisfying both her and Faith – especially Faith. With every thrust the brunette was squalling and shrieking, her body rocking and banging back at Buffy, sweat dripping. The blonde drove forward, smashing into Faith and driving her across the bed, a sea of cum and sweat stained sheets mussing up like sand dunes lying around them. Buffy ploughed on, panting in exertion as she gave it all to Faith and took plenty back in return. Her own pussy was glowing, soaked with cum, purring in ecstasy. If this was what fucking another woman was like Buffy could see why Willow enjoyed it so much. She pounded down, grunting in pleasure, "Oh God, oh God, oh."
"Fuuuucckk, aaaarrgghh, fuuuccckkk!" screamed Faith.
Another orgasm hit Buffy; the most intense yet, one that left her nerves jangling and her eye sight blurring, so powerful that it felt like her brain was melting and her insides had been plugged into the Grid. "OOOOhhh, shit, yes, Faith yes."
"Aaaaarrrrghh, " Faith orgasmed in reply.
Buffy lay on her back sweating and panting. Beside her Faith had collapsed fully face down, Buffy had to lift her head up to see her friend’s butt. It was gaping and open where Buffy had fucked it. Buffy lowered her head again, letting it drop into the comfort of her bed. Her room smelt of sweat and sex, mixed with a little shampoo. She levered herself up, "I’m going to have a shower, again."
"Good idea," said Faith, "Let me rest here for a few moments, then I need to unpack my kit." Buffy nodded and got up. Faith smiled and looked at her, "You know this was just a one nighter – I’m not commitment girl."
"I know, Faith, I’m cool," Buffy said. She’d enjoyed the sex, but enjoying a bout of lesbian passion with Faith didn’t mean she wanted to settle down with the brunette.
"Good," grinned Faith, "Not that I’m sayin’ I wouldn’t do it again."
"Yeah, let’s think about it," said Buffy in a non-committal voice. Now they’d finished she wasn’t going to deny it was fun, but with the tingles going away and her sensible hat returning she wasn’t sure she was lesbian – though she guessed she had to admit she was at least bi. It was something she’d need to think about, without any complications – such as Faith wanting a return match or Will finding out and wondering, even more than Buffy, what it meant. The blonde looked at Faith and said, "Let’s just keep it secret for now."
Faith looked like she was going to say something, but after a brief pause she shrugged and then nodded, "Fine by me, B."
*
Despite the fact that she was on set and the camera was rolling Dawn Summers wasn’t acting. The screams and cries and passionate writhing was her natural enthusiasm as one large dick slammed into her cunt, whilst another pounded up into her ass. It was why she was taking the LA porn scene by storm, there was no fake orgasms or tepid performances when Dawn was on the shoot, she always let her innate sluttiness out and gave everything she had for the scene. It didn’t do any harm that the teen was such a nymphomaniac that she was in a perpetual state of horniness, begging for big dicks and hot pussies; the bigger and hotter the better. She squealed louder, her hands gripping at the bedding as she was delicately balanced between the two guys pounding at her. Sweat trickled from her, down her nose and over lips, between her bouncing bosoms and down her sides. Over and under her the two porn studs moved in unison, thrusting deep into her holes as behind them a middle-aged man focussed his camera, making sure he got all the action.
"Okay, let’s take five before we do the money shot," the director called.
The three porn actors disengaged themselves from each other, slightly reluctantly perhaps. Dawn got up from the bed and walked over an out of shot table. She didn’t mind walking around naked in front of the crew – after all if they’ve just watched you take two dicks there wasn’t much more of you they could see. She picked up a glass of water and sipped it before picking up a towel and wiping away the worst of the sweat. She glanced at her cell, sitting in silent mode on the table. There was a missed call from Cordy. She picked it up and waved it at the Director, who was deep in talk with the cameraman, "Have I got time to take this?"
The director looked at her and nodded, "Sure, Dawnie, but be quick."
Dawn nodded and walked out from the set onto the patio outside. She flicked the cell open and held it to her ear. After a few moments Cordy answered, "Hey Dawn. How’s the shoot?"
"Having fun," said the teen, "you know I love DP scenes."
"Don’t we all," agreed her fellow porn star. She paused for a second, and then said, "You’ll never guess who’s in my shower?"
So that’s why she was ringing, thought Dawn, not an emergency, but to boast. She thought of a name out of thin air, "Angelina Jolie."
"I wish," laughed Cordy, Dawn knew her friend had a crush on the big-busted movie star. "No, it’s Willow."
"Willow… Willow Rosenberg?" asked Dawn, though she knew no others. Her mouth was dry. She had known this day would come, the day she was discovered and her career ended by her big bitch sister. "Where’s Buffy?"
"Buffy doesn’t know. Will came on her own. I tried to persuade her that you were fine … it didn’t fully work."
That Willow was in Cordy’s shower told the teen what form the persuasion had taken, it also suggested that even if it hadn’t worked it hadn’t been a complete waste, at least for Cordelia. Dawn tried to keep the tremor from her voice, "You think she’s open to more persuasion?"
"She isn’t going home until she’s seen you, Dawn, that’s all I can say," Cordelia replied. "You want me to give her your address?"
For a moment Dawn was tempted to say no, she was sure that if she did Cordy would do as she asked – the brunette was a good friend. But she also knew that if she didn’t that Willow would be back at Cordy’s within a couple of day with a very angry Buffy in tow and the blonde would tear apart LA until she found her. She sighed, "Yeah, tell her I’ll be home about seven if she wants to come by."
"Okay, have fun," said Cordy.
"Now or tonight?" Dawn asked.
"Both," laughed her friend.
*
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