The apartment was dark when they returned to it. Xander closed and bolted the door behind them after they entered it, looked at Faith, still dressed in her Slayer uniform, and smiled.
“What?” she asked.
“High heeled shoes, suspenders and a bra,” he sang, in a falsetto voice.
The light flashed, and Faith’s Slayer clothes vanished. In their place were… high heeled shoes, fishnet stockings held up by a garter belt (what a British person would call ‘suspenders’) and a push-up bra that left her nipples, (and their reappearing rings) fully exposed. Faith quaked from the feel of them. “Oh, Xander!”
“On your knees, Slayer,” ordered Xander.
“Yes, Sir!” Faith dropped to her knees in front of him.
“So, Slayer, does slaying still make you hungry and horny?”
Faith’s eyes focused on his crotch. “Yes, Sir!”
“In that case…” Xander paused for several excruciating seconds. “…you’d better crawl your way into the kitchen.”
“Yes, Sir!” Faith started to crawl toward the kitchen on her hands and knees. She was aware of Xander following her, so she made sure to give her ass lots of extra wiggle as she went.
Xander ordered her to kneel in the middle of the kitchen floor. He opened the freezer compartment of their refrigerator. “Which do you prefer?” he asked. “Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, or Rocky Road?”
“What?” asked Faith.
“For taking care of the hungry part of your reward.” Xander pulled a couple of tubs of ice-cream out of the fridge. “Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, or Rocky Road?”
Faith licked her lips. “May I have both, please, Sir?”
“Both you shall have.” Xander got a pair of bowls out of the cupboard and scooped generous portions of both types of ice-cream into both of them, though one of the bowls got much more than the other.
Faith’s mouth watered as she watched him lick the spoon clean, and her hands started to rise toward her nipple rings.
“Ah-ah!” said Xander. “No touching! In fact I think we better get those hands back behind your back.”
Faith’s arms were jerked back, and bound together by a tight leather sleeve from her elbows to her wrists. Her shoulders were pulled back, making her tits jut even farther forward.
Xander smiled at her. “Very nice.” He placed the larger bowl of ice-cream on the floor in front of her. “Now, eat up!”
“Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” Faith leaned forward to lick the ice-cream. She had to raise her ass into the air to get her mouth down to it. She kept herself carefully balanced on her knees so she wouldn’t get any ice-cream on her face while she licked at it.
Out of the corner of her eye, as she licked at her ice-cream, Faith could see Xander put the tubs back into the freezer. Then he sat behind her at the kitchen table, eating his own ice-cream with a spoon, and watching Faith on the floor.
Xander finished his ice-cream first, both because he used a spoon, and he’d given Faith about twice as much as he’d taken for himself. He still sat for a moment, just watching her, on her knees, leaning down over her bowl with her ass elevated. He could see the moisture glistening in her slit, and her Reward Ring dangling from the hood of her clit. “It looks very nice, there,” he said.
Faith pulled her face up a bit from her bowl. “What looks nice?”
“Your Reward Ring. It makes the perfect accessory for a very pretty pussy.”
Faith blushed. “Thank you, Sir. It feels really nice too.” She leaned back down to lick up some more ice-cream.
“Faith, no more ‘Sirs’, for the rest of the night. I’m just Xander now.”
She lifted her mouth just long enough to answer, “Yes, Xander.”
“And Xander wants to play with that pretty pussy accessory.”
“Yes please, Xander!” Faith started to rise to her feet.
“No, no!” said Xander. “Finish your ice-cream. I’ll come to you.”
Faith bent back down over her bowl. “Yes, Xander. Thank you, Xander!” She resumed her careful licking, trying to keep her face ice-cream free.
Xander sat on the floor beside her, and Faith felt his hand start to gently caress her ass. She felt his fingers stroke slowly along her pussy lips, and one of them dipped into her. She moaned and tried to push herself down onto those fingers, but Xander pulled his hand away, and all she accomplished was to get her lower face covered with ice-cream, when the sudden shift in her balance mashed it down into her bowl. She heard Xander loudly sucking on his fingers, and smacking his lips. “Umm, I think I like that taste more than the ice-cream. I need to get more.”
His fingers brushed over her pussy again, and this time he moved them forward, to press against her Reward Ring. It felt like a jolt of electricity, from the ring, to her clit, and from there straight to the pleasure centre of her brain, making her whole body shudder. When she recovered, she had more ice-cream on her face, and Xander was licking his fingers again. “Oh please, do that again!” she begged.
“This?” asked Xander, pressing a finger against her ring, and slowly swirling it around, pressing it harder against her clit.
“Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!” cried Faith.
“Alright, but you have to finish your ice-cream.” Xander’s finger kept swirling her Reward Ring, and Faith tried to concentrate on licking up the melting ice-cream in her bowl, despite the waves of pleasure shooting out from her clit. Xander made it even worse when she felt his thumb slipping into her pussy. It was only him continuing to whisper instructions to her, to keep licking at her ice-cream, that let her do that. She’d have been lost in the ecstasy without them. He kept at it, rubbing her ring, and slowly pumping his thumb into her pussy, until Faith was licking the last her her ice-cream from the bowl.
“Good girl, Faith.” Xander’s thumb started pumping faster into her, and she felt him squeezing harder against her ring.
“Oh yes please, Xander!” she cried. “Harder! Harder!”
His hand moved even faster in her. “Is this what you want?”
“Oh god, yes, Xander!”
“How about this?” She felt his other hand on her breast, taking hold of a nipple ring, pulling, and twisting it. “Come for me, Faith,” he whispered.
She came. Oh boy did she come!
When she became aware of her surroundings again, her arms were free, and she was lying on her back on the hard kitchen floor. Xander was sitting beside her, smiling down at her, and licking his fingers. “Back with me?” he asked.
“Uh…yeah,” said Faith.
“That looked like it was pretty intense.” Xander brought his hand down to her pussy, and rubbed his fingers lightly over it, before bringing them up to his mouth to lick again. Faith was dimly aware that he’d been doing that for a while.
“It was intense,” said Faith. “I’m thinking it might class among the best orgasms ever, in all of history.”
“That good, eh?” Xander’s fingers were back in her pussy, and he leaned down to kiss her gently, and then licked her ice-cream smeared face. He pulled his fingers out of her, and brought them back up to his mouth to give another lick. He smacked his lips, and nodded judiciously. “Yep. Faith pussy juice is definitely better than ice-cream.” He hopped to his feet. “Why don’t you clean up in here, and then come join me in the shower. We can finish cleaning that ice-cream off your face, and get the Spike dust out of your hair. And, if you’re still hungry, you can have some dessert.”
Faith hurried to clean up in the kitchen. The dirty bowls and Xander’s spoon went into the dish-washer, and she used a wet cloth to wipe the ice-cream off the floor. She met Xander by the bathroom door as he was just coming back from the bedroom, where he had left his clothes. She started salivating again, at the thought of sucking on his wonderfully hard cock.
Xander took her chin in his hand, tipped her face up to his, and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then he gave her cheeks a lick, to remove some more of the ice-cream residue. “I think it’s time to get you out of that rather fetching outfit, and to let your hair down.” What little she was wearing vanished, to wherever it went when he made it disappear, leaving only her rings and her choker, and her braid unravelled, all on its own, letting her hair fall down in loose waves across her shoulders. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
Xander washed Faith first, from shampooing her hair, to rubbing soapy hands all over her body. He paid special attention to her nipples when he washed her breasts, giving them the pinches and their rings the twists that he knew she liked, but he barely let his hands brush lightly over her Reward Ring when he rubbed them over her pussy. He didn’t return his attention to it, until he had finished soaping down, and rinsing off her legs. And when he did, he used his mouth.
He really did think that Faith’s pussy tasted better than ice-cream, as did Anya’s and Buffy’s, and now she had that golden ring dangling there at its apex that he got to press his nose against as his tongue pushed between her inner lips. His hands tightly gripped her waist, pulling himself up against her. Faith had to brace her hands against the shower walls to keep from falling as his tongue writhed against her. And then he moved his mouth up to her ring. He swirled his tongue around it, sucked it into his mouth, and took hold of it between his teeth. His head started to move in a slow circle, first pulling on the ring, hard enough to sting, and then pressing it back against her clit. The alternating pleasure and pain sent her to new heights of arousal, and he slowly increased the pace, wriggling her ring faster and faster, until he sent her over the edge into another incredible orgasm. If Xander hadn’t had such a tight grip on her waist, she would have collapsed to the shower floor. As it was, he managed to lower her gently down into his lap, holding and kissing her, while she recovered.
“Mmmm…that was amazing, Xander.”
“Well, you can just call me The Amazing Xander from now on. I do all kinds of magic tricks.”
“That you do.” Faith’s hand went around his cock. “I also believe you said something about giving me dessert, earlier.”
“That I did.”
“I’d like to have it now, please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.”
Faith wiggled out of his lap, and turned herself around. Kneeling on the shower floor, her mouth came down to his cock, and she gave it a lick. “Mmmm, you taste better than ice-cream, too.” Her mouth went around his head, at first just sucking and licking at it, but she soon pressed herself all the way down along his full length. Faith and Buffy always did that early, when giving him head, signalling that they were both eager, and able to take his full cock deep into their throats. Xander took hold of a handful of Faith’s hair at the back of her neck, and held her in place, for several seconds, feeling Faith’s throat clenching around him, trying to swallow the obstruction in it, before he pulled her back, letting her suck and lick at the tip of his cock before he pushed her back down again. Faith, like Buffy, wanted, needed, for him to dominate her. Unlike Anya, who preferred to be the one in control in moments like this, Faith wanted him to take control of her.
Xander pulled Faith’s head back again, so that she was only sucking on the upper half of his dick. “Oh, Faith, that feels so good,” he told her. “You are a great little cock-sucker.” He pushed her head down again.
Xander was nearly ready to come. He started pumping Faith’s head up and down his cock. He could feel her submerging herself in her submission to him, doing what he wanted her to do. She wanted him to come, while his cock was buried deep in her throat, because that was what she knew he wanted. But he also knew that Faith liked to feel him coming into her mouth, where she could taste his jizz as it jetted from his cock onto her tongue, so at the last moment, rather than driving himself back, deep into her, he held her head firmly away from him, with just the tip of his cock held in her lips.
“Use your hand, Faith,” he ordered. “Jerk me off with your hand!” Her hand went around his cock, and started quickly pumping up and down it, while Faith sucked on his glans, and her tongue fluttered over its tip.
“Oh, yeah, Faith,” groaned Xander. “Like that, like-that, like-that-like-thatlikethatlike—Gyyah!”
Xander relaxed his grip on Faith’s head. She kept her face in his lap for a bit longer, slowly using her mouth to milk every last drop of his jizz from his cock. When she was done, she released his cock with a final small ‘pop’, sat up, and smiled at him. Xander took hold of the back of her head, and pulled her mouth to his for a long, lingering kiss, with both of them sitting together on the floor of the shower stall, with warm water raining down on them.
Xander was struck by a stray thought, and barked out a short laugh.
“What’s so funny?” asked Faith.
“Nothing,” said Xander. “It just occurred to me that it’s a good thing that the cost of hot water is included in the rent, or we’d be facing a big jump in our utility bills next month.” He kissed her again, before he stood up, and turned off the water. “Come on, let’s get dried off, and go join Anya in bed. We want to be well rested before Buffy wakes us up in the morning.”
Buffy’s alarm woke her from a very nice dream, in which she, Faith, and Anya were all taking turns going down on Xander. She was a little puzzled by what the Cheese Man was doing watching them. She stretched in her bed, and enjoyed the feel of the chain shifting a bit through her rings. It was loose enough that it didn’t tug on anything; it just felt…nice.
She glanced at her clock, It gave the time as 6:45, in the morning. Buffy considered hitting the snooze button; another ten minutes sleep would still give her five for a quick trip to the bathroom, before she had to call Xander. It was tempting, but she didn’t feel like rushing her morning ablutions that much. She got out of bed, slipped into the top of her Yummy Sushi pyjamas, and went to the bathroom to relieve herself, wash, and give her hair and her teeth a quick brush. It was a bit silly, since they’d only be talking by phone, but she wanted to look good, and have fresh breath for Xander.
Buffy shed her pyjamas again, sat on her bed, hooked her phone’s handsfree headset over her ear, and looked at her clock. It said 6:59. She waited for nearly half a minute for it to tick over to 7:00, and hit Xander’s speed dial.
Xander was awakened from a very nice dream in which Buffy, Faith, and Anya were all taking turns going down on him, to discover that it was at least 2/3 true. Faith and Anya were kneeling on either side of him, taking turns, passing his cock back and forth between them. He had a quick look around the room, and was very pleased that the Cheese Man didn’t seem to have followed him out of the dream.
Faith noticed his movement, handed his cock over to Anya, and smiled up at him. “Good morning,” she said.
“Oh! Good morning Faith. God, what a way to wake up!”
“It was Anya’s idea,” said Faith.
“Thank you, Ahn!”
Anya was currently in the middle of deep throating him, but he felt and heard her humming a positive response. She eventually pulled away from his cock, and handed it back to Faith. “Good morning Xander.”
“Morning, ah, this is nearly a perfect way to wake up!” Faith was licking around his balls now, while stroking his shaft with her hand.
“Only nearly?” asked Anya.
“Well, to be truly perfect, you and Faith would have a little blonde to share me with.”
“Well, Faith told me she should be calling soon, so until then, we’ll just have to entertain you without her.” Anya’s mouth went back over Xander’s cock, while Faith kept licking his balls. Both of their asses were within range of his hands, so he reached out for them. They both moaned as he slowly inserted his fingers into their pussies.
Xander had nearly reached the limit of his self control, when his phone started to play A Certain Girl.
Faith, and Anya had both pulled their mouths away from his cock. “No, don’t stop,” he told them. “That’s Buffy calling.” He pulled his right hand from Faith’s pussy, licked his fingers, and rubbed then on the sheets to dry them. He picked up his phone, flipped it open, and pressed the answer key while he lay back on the bed. Faith went back to sucking his cock, while Anya waited her turn. “Hey, Buffy.”
“How’d you know it was me?”
“Well, I told you to call, at 7 sharp, and it was your ringtone that the phone played.”
“I have a ringtone?” asked Buffy.
“Of course you do,” said Xander. “All my girls do. Anya’s is ‘Money, Money, Money.’”
“Of course it is,” said Buffy.
“So, Buffy, are you using your headset?”
“Yes, Xander.”
“Good, then I’m putting you on speaker.” Xander pressed the buttons to activate the speaker phone function. He put the phone back on the bedstand. “Can you hear me now?”
“Five by Five,” said Buffy, which nearly made Faith choke on his cock.
Faith pulled away from him. “Good morning, Buffy,” then moaned as Xander slid two fingers back into her pussy.
“Morning Buffy,” added Anya, before taking her turn to go back down on Xander.
“And I assume you’re alone in your room, with the door locked.”
“You assume correctly.”
“What are you wearing?”
‘I’ve got my nipple, and Reward rings, with a chain looped between them, and my choker,” said Buffy, “and that’s all.”
“Hmmm,” said Xander. “Sounds like you’re the best dressed person here.”
“So, what are you guys doing?” asked Buffy.
“At the moment, Faith and Anya are taking turns going down on me,” said Xander. He was having trouble keeping his mind on talking to Buffy, with the things that Anya’s tongue was currently doing to him.
“Oooh, sounds like the dream I was having, when I woke up,” said Buffy, “except I was there with them.”
“Ah…was the Cheese Man there too?” asked Xander.
“Uh…yeah…how’d you know?”
“I was having the same dream, when Ahn and Faith woke me up.”
“Weird.”
“Yeah. So, Buffy, have you played with your rings yet, this morning?”
“No, Xander. I wanted to wait until I was talking to you.”
“Good girl. Why don’t you start now. You can play with all your rings, until Faith and Anya get me off.”
“Oh, thank you, Xander!”
Buffy had been clenching her fists with the effort not to touch herself as she had talked to Xander, and imagined what Faith and Anya were doing for him. From the slurps and moans she was hearing, Xander was doing something pretty nice for them as well. She remembered her dream, and imagined that she was back in it, sharing Xander with Faith and Anya. She knelt on her bed, imagining that she was straddling Xander’s face.
“Tell me what you’re doing, Buffy,” said Xander.
“Ooh, Xander. I’m imagining that I’m there with you, and Anya and Faith, and you’re eating my pussy, while I watch them go down on you.” Both her hands were between her legs, one grinding at her Reward Ring, and the other caressing her pussy. “I’m imagining that it’s your tongue that’s on my clit, and my Ring.”
“What am I doing with my fingers, Buffy.”
Buffy shoved her fingers deep into her pussy. “Oh Xander, You’re fucking me with them. You’re fucking my hot wet snatch with your strong fingers!”
“You like that, you little slut, don’t you?” asked Xander, and Buffy nearly came, hearing him call her that. She loved when he said things like that to her. “You’re a wanton little trollop, who loves it when I push my fingers deep into your sopping cunt, and suck your juices.”
“Oh yes, Xander! Yes!” Buffy moved the hand that had been on her Reward Ring to her chain, and started to pull on it. “Now you’re pulling my chain, making all my rings hurt so good!”
“Tell him to bite your Reward Ring, Buffy,” said Faith. “That feels amazing!”
“Bite it Xander! Bite me!” Buffy pinched her clit, through her hood, while the chain pulled on her ring. She barely managed to restrain her scream, as she came. She could hear Xander coming too, through her headset.
Buffy collapsed down onto her bed, and rolled onto her back as she took deep breaths of air to recover. She could hear the slurping sounds of Anya and Faith cleaning Xander’s cock together. “That was awesome, guys,” she whispered.
“So were you, Buffy,” said Xander. “I hope you didn’t wake anybody up.”
Buffy listened carefully for a moment. “No, I think Mom and Dawn are still asleep.”
“Good. If you get too loud, I might have to gag you, but I don’t want to do that. I want to hear you telling me what you’re doing.”
Buffy remembered last night. “Uh…If it gets too much for me to keep it in, I can always bury my face in my pillow.”
“Good idea. You do that.”
“Right.” Buffy hadn’t been in any state to think about it at the time, but what Faith had said was starting to puzzle her. She knew that Faith couldn’t lie to her, so imagining that Xander was biting her Ring had felt amazing, but now she was wondering why it felt that way. She couldn’t feel anything directly from her rings when she touched them herself. She could only feel how they pushed and pulled at her flesh. “Faith, do you really feel Xander biting your ring?”
“Oh!” Faith laughed. “It isn’t the bite on the ring that you feel. It’s the way he wiggles it with his teeth.”
“Ah! That makes sense now!”
“Glad we could clear that up,” said Xander. “So, now that the warm-up is over, are you ready for the main event?”
“Oh! Yes please, Xander!” said Buffy.
“Okay, for starters we need to get Anya sitting up against the headboard of the bed, with Faith eating her pussy. Does that sound good to you, Hun?”
“It sounds like an excellent start, Xander,” said Anya.
“Then you guys start doing that, while I get Buffy ready.”
“What do you want me to do, Xander?” asked Buffy. She could hear Anya and Faith moving on their bed, and the initial slurps of Faith licking at Anya’s cunt.
“First of all, you should be receiving a present, about now,” said Xander.
Buffy gasped as her room was flooded with a flash of light, and a dildo in a harness appeared in front of her. “Wow! Nice present!”
“I want you to put it on,” said Xander. “In case you had any doubt, the dildo goes in you.”
Buffy hadn’t had any experience with strap-ons, but from the pornos she’d seen, she knew that they usually went the other way around. She had been a little puzzled when it first appeared about just what she was to do with it, since she was alone, but now that Xander had told her that, it was clear to her that the harness was designed to hold the dildo in her cunt. She quickly slipped her feet through the loops in the straps, and pulled it up her legs. She took hold of the dildo (which looked exactly like Xander’s hard cock) and pushed it into her pussy. It felt like she hadn’t done anything. She pulled the dildo out again, and looked at it. It seemed solid enough. She felt it with her hands. It felt real. It was warm, and when she squeezed it, she could even feel a slight pulse in it. She pressed it back into her pussy, and felt nothing.
“Xander?” she asked. “I can’t feel it.”
“That means it’s working,” said Xander.
“Own orry Fuffy!” came Faith’s muffled voice. “Izz onna eel mzzing!”
“Less talk. More licking!” said Anya.
“Yesh, Mshresh!”
“So, Buffy, you got that strapped in tight?” asked Xander.
Buffy finished tightening the straps. “Yes, Xander.”
“I want you kneeling on your bed, with your pillows in front of you, in case you need them.”
Buffy shifted herself around, and placed her pillows in front her her, where she could bury her face in them, if she had to. “I’ve done that, Xander.”
“Okay, I want to describe Faith to you now. She’s on her knees too, with her face in Anya’s pussy. Can you picture that, Buffy?”
“Oh yes, Xander!”
“That’s the position I want you in, Buffy.”
“Yes, Xander!” Buffy imagined that Anya’s pussy was in front of her, and leaned forward to lick it.
“There are a few other things you need to know about Faith,” said Xander.
“Yes, Xander. Tell me!”
“The first is that she’s got a spreader bar between her knees, holding them apart.”
Buffy’s knees were spread by the two foot long bar that appeared between them. “Oh god, yes Xander!”
“Her forearms are bound to her calves by tight leather sleeves.”
Buffy’s arms were yanked back, and bound to her calves, just the way Xander had said Faith’s were, raising her ass high into the air.
“And I’m just starting to fuck her!”
Buffy felt his cock sinking into her pussy. “Oh, god, Xander!”
“You feel that, you slut?” asked Xander. “You feel me fucking Faith’s cunt?”
“Yes, Xander! Yes!”
“You’re a pair of cunts!” said Xander. “And I love fucking the both of you!”
“Fuck me, Xander! Fuck me hard!” Buffy had to struggle not to scream the words so loudly that they’d wake her mother, or Dawn. She could hear a less restrained echo of the same cry coming from Faith, over her headset. She licked her lips, feeling sure that she could taste Anya’s pussy when she did it. She closed her eyes, feeling Xander’s cock pounding into her pussy. She stuck out her tongue, feeling, and tasting Anya.
Faith could feel Xander’s cock in her cunt, and she could feel her face mashed into Anya’s crotch, licking at her pussy, but at the same time it felt like she was in Buffy’s bed, with her face mashed into a pillow.
“Fuck me Xander!” said Faith and Buffy together. “Fuck this slut’s pussy! Fuck it hard!” He locked his eyes with Anya’s, seeing her surprise at the way the two of them seemed to be perfectly synchronized. It felt right to him. His two Slayers in perfect harmony, together.
“Oh, yeah, I’ll fuck you Slayer! You’re such a bint! I love fucking your shameless little cunt!”
Faith couldn’t hold her orgasm in, She screamed into Buffy’s pillow.
Buffy couldn’t hold her orgasm in. She screamed into Anya’s pussy.
Xander kept pounding himself in to Faith’s sopping pussy, while telling his Slayers what a pair of wanton bitches they were, and how much he loved every second of fucking them. He urged the Slayer to keep licking at Anya’s pussy, to make her Mistress come. To be their slave, their concubine, their pet. He felt Faith coming again, and heard Buffy’s muffled scream. He kept going, pumping his cock hard into Faith until he came powerfully into her. Buffy and Faith both screamed his name, muffled by by their faces pressed into Buffy’s pillows, and Anya’s snatch. He could feel Faith’s inner walls squeezing him in a way that only a Slayer could, and she was convulsing with him.
Xander thrust himself into Faith a few more times, in time with his pulsing cock, each thrust sending a fresh spurt of semen into her pussy, until he was spent. Xander collapsed onto the bed beside Anya and Faith. “That, was incredible!”
“Yeah, it was!” said Buffy and Faith, together.
“Uh, Buffy, are you, you?” asked Xander.
“Yeah, I am,” said Buffy.
He looked at Faith. Her bonds had vanished, but she was still lying between Anya’s legs, using her thigh as a pillow. “Yeah, I’m me too,” she said.
“But that was fuckin’ awesome!” Buffy and Faith said together.
“It was wicked weird too, though,” said Faith. “For a while there, I felt like I was Buffy.”
“And I felt like I was Faith,” said Buffy.
“Like when you swapped bodies?” asked Anya.
“No!” they both said together. “Okay, it’s still weird!” Again, they talked together.
“And getting weirder,” said Xander.
“It wasn’t like the body swap,” they both said. “Ack! Buffy first!”
“Okay,” He heard Buffy take, and let out a couple of deep breaths. “It wasn’t a swap. It was more like a—”
“—mind-meld,” said Faith. “We were both there together. I was feeling what Buffy was feeling—”
“—and I was feeling what Faith was feeling,” said Buffy.
“And it was wicked awesome!” they said together.
“But it seems to be fading now,” said Faith.
“Yeah, we’re not taking together, much, anymore,” said Buffy.
“We’ve even stopped finishing each others’ sentences,” added Faith. “There’s still a bit of an echo. I still feel a bit like I’m lying in her bed, in her room, but I know I’m here, with you.”
“And I still kinda feel like I’m there with you guys, using Anya's thigh as a pillow,” said Buffy. “But I know I’m alone here in my room.”
“It’s kinda cool!” they said together.
“It does seem to be,” said Xander. “Let’s see how far this goes. Faith, why don’t you and Buffy come up here, and amuse yourselves with Anya’s tits, while I take over down there.”
“Yes, Xander!” said Buffy and Faith together, and Faith crawled her way up along Anya’s body, kissing and licking all the way, until she was straddling Anya’s hips, and her mouth was worshipping at Anya’s breasts, and Buffy started up a commentary on how luscious they were, and how she loved licking, and kissing, and caressing them. Xander sat back for a moment, just watching Faith and Anya, and listening to Buffy. It was clear from what Buffy was saying that she was aware of exactly what Faith was doing at every moment. He wondered how he was going to explain this new development to Giles, before he moved to replace Faith at Anya’s pussy.
He paused for another moment, just to appreciate his view of what he considered two of the three most beautiful pussies in the world. Faith had positioned herself to give him lots of room to get at Anya, but she had also placed herself so that he’d be able to eat her too, if he wanted, without having to move himself away from Anya. He thought that was very considerate of her.
Xander availed himself of both pussies, while giving Anya’s most of his attention. His fingers were for Anya alone, while his mouth moved back and forth between Anya’s clit, and Faith’s Reward Ring. Buffy’s loss of coherence in her ongoing ode to the wonderfulness of Anya’s bosom, whenever he was licking Faith, told him that she was feeling that, too.
The sounds of Anya’s latest orgasm were followed by a loud gurgling from her stomach, that Xander was in an excellent position to hear. “Umm,” said Xander, between licks at her pussy, “sound’s like somebody’s hungry.”
“Yes, I am,” said Anya. She took hold of Faith’s head, and pulled her up to her mouth for a kiss. “You’ve been doing a very nice job, helping Xander give me orgasms, but I think it’s time for you and Buffy to go shower together, and then go make breakfast. Buffy, I expect that Joyce is going to be hungry when she wakes up, too.”
Xander gave Faith a kiss, and a pat, on her ass. “You heard your Mistress. Off you go! A quick shower, with one orgasm each, and then Buffy can get dressed, and go make a nice breakfast for her mother.” He smiled at Faith. “You won’t have to get dressed.”
“Yes, Xander,” they both said together. “Thank you, Sir.” Xander heard Buffy’s phone disconnect, while Faith bounced off the bed, and sashayed happily toward the door. He watched her ass sway, until she was out of the room, and then looked back at Anya. From the look on her face, she’d been appreciating the view of Faith’s back as much as he had.
Anya smiled at him. “Get up here,” she told him. “Your tongue and fingers have been very nice, but I want to feel your penis inside me.”
Xander chuckled, and made his way up along her body, kissing and licking as he went. When he reached her face, he smiled at her. “Yes, Mistress.” He kissed her deeply, while his cock slid home into her pussy.
Whatever her connection to Faith was, it had faded into the background by the time Buffy had finished her shower. At the start, it had seemed like Faith was there with her, touching her. She wasn’t touching her Reward Ring, it was Faith, and she was touching Faith’s Ring. The connection between them had peaked for a moment, while they came together. Buffy had felt, for a moment, like she was in Xander’s bathroom as well as her own, and then the feeling had faded away. She knew that it still lurked in the back of her mind. She knew that Faith was with her. She belonged to Xander, and so did Faith. They were connected, through him.
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