Rating: NC-17 (doh!I guess the title gave that away already)
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Summary: Faith's progress report on Buffy's Pussy. Mispelled words are intentional. No, really.

-Oralfxatn

Buffy's Pussy

FAITH'S POV:

Note: Buy dictionery.

xxxxxxxxxx BUFFYS PUSSY xxxxxxxxxx

Yep, thats right.

Buffys pussy. Thats what I'm callin it, since thats all I can think about these days. Okay, so thats not ECZACTLY true.

I think about her tits and ass too. heh.

So heres the sitch.

This aint no journel or some Dear Diary type deal.

Its more like a progress report.

I'm gettin kinda mixed up about what happened where and what happened when.

But this aint no diary, ok? I'm not some fuckin pussy.

Mmmmm. Pussy. Buffys pussy.

Geeesus, Faith. Stop thinking about it for a second, will ya?

You sound like Homer Simpson when he thinks about donuts.

Mmmmm. Donuts...Buffys donut.

Ok.

It all started a few days ago. Well, maybe a few weeks ago, really.

But I wasnt sure then, but now there is noooo dowt in my mind.

She wants me.

Hey, I'm not being arrigant or full of myself or nothing. She wants me.

Shes done everything but tell me.

See, a few weeks ago we were trainning and things got pretty heated. We'd been going at it hard and for a couple of hours, too. The windows were closed and the air was all stagnint. The room was thick with sweaty girl smell and excited pussy.

And not just mine, neither.

We had been wrasslen and grapplen on the floor, sliding all over each other...body parts to body parts. Our skin was slick and pursperation dripped from the both of us.

I suddenly rolled away, breaking our contact, cuz it was gettin to be too much. I laid on my back, panting.

When I opened my eyes, Buffy was standing over me. Dont ask what she was doin, cuz I really dont know, but I do know that I had a pretty good view up her shorts.

You know that expression "camel toe"?

Yeah, well she had that, too.

I mean, I dont think it was a FASHION statement or nothing, cuz it didnt start out that way. But after us rollin around for a while it must of snuck up on her.

And usualy something like that makes me bust up laughing, but...

This was Buffys pussy.

Plus, not only did she have the camel toe thing goin, but part of her pussy was peekin out, too.

Just a little. And just on one side.

But it was enuff to make me stop breathen.

I guess it was obvious that somthing was up, cuz my breathen went from heavy panting to just nothing. Just like that.

Nothing. Like I just died or somthing. She must of saw me looking up her shorts, cuz a few moments later she kinda opened her legs a little.

I'm not shittin ya.

Oh, man. This IS starting to sound like a diary. Who the fuck am I talking to?

This is a PROGRESS REPORT for fucks sake.

And she stood there for a while too, PR. Just lettin me take a good look.

Her pussy was all wet and her scent hung around my head. It was maken me drunk.

Anyway, after a minute or so, she must of decided the show was over, cuz she walked away. She didnt even wait for me to get up or say goodbye or anything.

Of course I came home and rubbed the living crap out of my pussy. And I fucked it, too.

Pretending it was Buffys pussy.

Ok. Lets call that day: Proof #1.

So then a few days go by and pretty much things went back to how they were. We'd train, hang a bit, and patrol.  I'd make my inuen innuen enuen

I'd make my sexual comments and she'd roll her eyes at me.

But then one night we were patroling alone. The scoobs were all busy with bingo or somthing equaly as stupid. A spelling bee, maybe. I dont know.

But we were finally alone and it was sorta weird. We walked around a few graveyards, dusted a few vamps, damaged some demons & hung out on some toomstones. But we really didnt say much to each other.

I lit up a smoke and she asked me for a drag. Kinda cauht me off garde, cuz normally shes all making faces at me and faning the air with her hand.

So I offered her one of her own and she shook her head.

"Just a hit." She told me.

So I handed it to her and she did her best not to start choking, but thats even worse, cuz then its just stuck in her throte with no where to go.

"Let it out, B." I told her, patting her on the back.

So she does and starts coffing up a storm. Her eyes got all watery, so I took the hem of my shirt and dabbed at them.

"You dont gotta cry about it." I teased her.

She gave me a weak smile and then took a couple of ragged breaths. I rubbed her back a little.

"You ok now?" I asked her. She nodded her head.

"You sure?" She nodded again.

"Ok, cuz I was gonna give you mouth to mouth if you didnt start breathen on your own."

She started coffing again, but she waved her arms in front of me, like to keep me away.

"What? No CPR?" I asked her, like I was serious.

She gasped a little and cleared her throte.

"Um, no, thats not it. A girl wants the first kiss to be more of a romantic venture, not someone adminstering medical attention."

I remember thinking "Oh?"

But I just said "Oh."

She cauht me off garde with that one too.

She looked a little embarassed by my less than excited response.

But if she had x-ray vision, she could of seen how wet that made me.

So I said to her

"Well, B, this isnt eczactly my idea of a first date. Lets just save it for that."

And then she smiled at me.

That was nice. I started to wish the scoobs would leave us alone more oftin.

Maybe they could join a quilting club or somethin. Or ceramicks.

Then the night went on as normal, and as normal I went home to play with my pussy.

I mean, Buffys pussy.

So lets call that day: Proof #2.

Then, a few days after that she invited me to her house for dinner. She said she had something new she wanted to try out.

I wasnt sure if she'd be the one cookin or not, or if maybe Joyce was. But I knew I couldnt pass up a homecooked meal no matter who made it.

Well, except Hannibal Lector, maybe.

So I get there, pretty much starving to death, but I dont smell any smells coming from the kitchen. And the table aint set, neither.

I just sat on the couch, with my stomack grumbling and looked around the room for something to eat. Most folks from my old naborhood had those nasty candy orange peanut marshmellow looking things or some hard ribbon candy all stuck together and left over from last christmas.

But all Joyce had was a dish with po-porrie and I sure as hell wasnt eating some dried up flowers.

The doorbell rang and Buffy said to me

"You hungry?"

"Uh, yeah." I looked at her like she was demented.

"Good." She said, and went to answer the door.

We got Pizza.

4 different kinds too.

Seafood lovers, Meat lovers, Veggie lovers and Everything but the Sink lovers.

And some "new" cinamon treats.

And it was just me and her eating. No Joyce, no scoobs, just us. It was really nice.

After we mac'd out, I settled on the sofa to watch a little cable. I was pretty stuffed, since I had ate most of the pizzas, so I had stretched myself out on the couch. I had undone the top button of my pants and kinda had my hand tucked inside.

B gave me this look and I quickly moved my boots to hang off the side.

"Just take them off." She said.

I lifted my head and looked at her like a fat dog lying in the sun. I really didnt feel like moving.

"Ok. I'll do it." She said. And then she did.

"Hows that hand, Al Bundy?" She asked me, looking at it.

"Pretty good, I'm told. You want some writen references?"

"No, your word of mouth will do."

"Well, word of mouth is my mouth is pretty good too. But dont take my word for it." I winked at her.

"But this is only our first date." She said. She looked really cute saying it.

"This is our first date? Really?" And I gave her a cute look, too.

"Hmm. Let me think about it. Now lift up your feet and I'll rub those nasty things for you."

Fuck the first date, I wanted to get MARRIED.

"Damn, B. This is some hospitalety you got going. A little food, a little foot rub. Whats next, you feeling a little frisky?"

"First off, Faith, there was nothing 'little' about the amount of food you ate, and second, I told you I'd think about it." But she said it with a smile, so I knew I hadnt pushed it too far.

That was cool. So I said

"So you still thinking about it?"

"Uh-huh." And she started rubbing my arches.

Fuck, it felt good, too. My boots are bad-ass, but not always the easiest things on the feet.

Then she handed me the remote.

"Here. We can pretend you took me to a drive-in. You pick the movie."

"Hell, if thats the case it wont matter, B. I makeout at drive-ins."

"Just makeout?"

"Uh, no. But I thought I'd go easy on ya."

"See? You are the perfect date."

"So its a date then, its official?"

"No, I'm still thinking about it."

"Ok." I figured I kinda took it to the limit for a while, so I let it go. I stretched out my legs and let her work on my feet. I flipped through the channels.

I stopped a couple of times to watch some 'guy' show. Chicks on trampalines and stuff. Of course she pinched my toes if I stayed on it too long.

I cruized by some info-mercials and flipped past this one movie and then I flipped back.

It was The Hunger.

It had just started, so we were good. It was the opening sceen where David Bowie and Cat D. were at that club with that fucking bad-ass song by bauhouse, Bela Lugosi's Dead, playing loud in the background. Fucking song is WICKED bad-ass.

She got sucked in right away. I asked if she had seen it yet, and she told me no. The lights were already out, but seeing as we were Slayers and all, I pretty much knew nothing she saw was gonna scare her. But the mood I wanted to set was for the seduction sceen anyway. The one with Cat D. and Susan S. cuz it was pretty sexy.

I swung myself around so that my head was resting on her lap instead of my feet. She looked kinda surprised for a second, but then she started rubbing my head.

"Watch the TV." She said to me, and then she turned to look at it.

It was really nice.

So the sceen finaly comes up with that classical type music, which was pretty sexy too, I gotta admit, and B's hand stops rubbing my head. Slowly at first and then just completlly.

And then I smelled it. It was pretty obvious and I knew right away.

Buffys pussy.

Her pussy was wet and it was snitchen on her.

And then I got real wet, too.

We watched the movie with neither of us saying anything. When it was over, she started rubbing my head again and I closed my eyes and imagined it was my pussy she was touching.

Whitch was a huge mistake, of course, cuz then I got wetter, and my scent became stronger and if I coud smell it, then I knew she coud smell it too. But what was she gonna say?

I coud smell HER pussy, cuz hello, my head on her lap.

After the comercials were over, the same movie started again. It was one of those fucked up cable stations that played a movie back to back.

"Um, do you wanna watch this again?" She asked me.

"Its your call, B."

"No, not realy." She said, after she thought about it.

"Ok."

It was getting kind of late anyway, and I didnt want to be the guest that didnt know when to leave.

So I said

"Its getten kind of late, B. I guess I shoud be heading out."

I looked up at her when I said it, and saw she was already gazing down at me.

Ok. I guess thats when the eyes thing started happening for me. So I guess I better say, all I think about lately is her pussy, her tits, her ass AND her eyes.

"Ok." She kinda wispered to me.

So I broak our eye contact and put on my boots.

She walked me to the door and I said

"So was that our first date?"

"Ok, sure." She smiled at me.

"So does that mean next time I get to feel you up?"

"I dont think so, Faith. We havent even had our first kiss yet."

She was kinda sarcastick about it too.

But I leaned in and gave her a quick one on the lips anyway.

"Now we have. Boy I cant wait til next week."

She didnt get mad or nothing, she just swatted me on the arm and shoved me out the door. It was nice.

So that day was: Proof #3.

And now we are getting pretty close to the presant.

The last few days she was always putting herself kinda close to me. She'd either save me a seat at our meetings or chat me up on patrol. We got a few looks from Red, but we pretty much blew her off.

Not that Red minded so much this time, cuz now she had adoroble Tara to keep her busy.

I woudnt mind keepen myself busy with her neither.

Taras not my usual type that I go for, but there is just something so sweet and stabel about her. Kind of like my eczact opposite.

Opposites attract, right?

But this is called Buffys pussy not Taras pussy.

So back to the story, PR.

We went to the Bronze this one time, resently, and she practicly sat on my lap! She made it look like there was no room for her to sit, but all she had to do was move Xanders jacket away.

He even moved it for her later, but she still didnt move her ass, so he just shruged and put it back.

His girl Anya looked at us kinda like she knew the score, but it didnt seem to bother her none. So I kind of let my arm drape around B and let my hand hang over her sholder. When she moved, it would brush real close by her breast, but never really touched it.

Besides I didnt want to look like I was copping a cheep feel in front of her friends. They were starting to be kind of decent to me lately and I didnt want that to change.

But then I had to piss and Buffy decided to join me.

I mean, really join me, cuz she came into the stall with me.

I let her go first, and I turned my back around so she could have some privicy. And I'm not into water sports but the sound of her pissen got me kind of hot. Cuz you know

Buffys pussy.

So then she said she was done, but she didnt flush the toilet, and it made it sorta intemit in a weird kind of way.

I pulled down my pants and she was looken at me. She didnt give me the same curtesy of turning away.

Not that it bothered me any, cuz I've done way worse in front of people. So I'm sitting there pissen and shes looken at me and stuff. She did finaly turn away when I went to wipe myself, though.

When I went to wash my hands, she looked at me surprised.

"Damn, B. I'm not an animal. I do have heigine under control."

"Sorry." She said to me.

"But animals are pretty clean. I just cant reach down to lick myself. But I guess I could lick my hands."

But I didnt of course. I just washed my hands with soap and then dried them.

After she did the same, she took my hands and looked at them.

"You do keep your hands and fingers pretty well kept. Thats always good to know."

"Yeah, B. I like to keep them pretty well clipped, cuz I dont want to hurt anybody, you know." I wiggled my brows.

I know she said 'well kept', but I wanted her to think about it...plus I wanted to see her reaction.

"Thats good to know too."

Hmmm.

And then she took one of my well kept hands and walked me back to the booth.

And this time she really did sit on my lap!

Tara gave me a shy smile and I winked at her. Red ignored us.

"Uh, Buffster, I can move my jacket if you like." Xander said kinda funny.

"No, Xander, I think Buffy is perfectley happy where shes at." Anya said to him, like he was a sandwich short.

Red still ignored me, but then she said to Buffy

"You wanna go dance?"

And Buffy said

"Not right now, maybe later."

Red just shruged and took Tara out to the floor. It was a fast song, but they danced slow anyway. It was pretty sweet, realy.

Suddenlly Buffy gets up and says

"I changed my mind, lets go Faith." And she took me to the dance floor.

I mean, holy fuck, PR.

Xander and Anya followed us, but the only ones dancing slow was Red and Tara and Me and Buffy.

I never really slow danced before, cuz I think its kind of lame, but Buffy was pressing herself up on me and I swear I rethought the whole idea. I let her "lead" at first, but then my dominent side took over and I put my arms around her and pulled her closer. And she fucking let me!

Xander kept looking over at us and a couple of times Anya would kick him.

"Knock it off." I heard her tell him.

And he did for a while, but then he'd just be lookin again.

I bet he had some nasty ass bruizes on his ankels.

But it must of been worth it, cuz if it were me, I'd of done the same thing. I know we looked wicked hot together.

And the next thing I know, Anya switched places with Buffy and now Buffy was dancing with Xander and Anya was dancing with me!

Let me tell you, that was a shock. Plus now both Buffy and Xander was lookin at me and An.

And Anya was putting on a show. Guess she didnt like her guy lookin at other girls so she decided to take the matter into her own 2 hands. And me, too.

She was all over me!

PR, let me tell you. The girl can be weird as hell, but she was SMOKIN and pretty much sexy as fuck! So I let her grope me for a while and then I looked over at Xander. He gave me an ok sign with his head.

So then I started groping her too.

The song changed and it was another fast one, so we picked it up a little. Buffy and Xander pulled away from each other and started dancing absent mindedly. They were too busy watching us.

Like everyone else on the dance floor!

Anya must of dug it, cuz she got even more handsy with me, and then took my hands and ran them all over herself for me. She pressed and rubbed up against me and I started to get wet from it.

I'm not sure if Buffy knows my scent now, but I saw her nostrils flair for a second and then the next thing we know, shes back dancing with me and Anya is back with Xander.

And shes doing the things to me that Anya was!

Man, PR, I thought I was gonna pop!

I saw Xander and Anya leave and he quickly snagged up his jacket and they were out the door. I guess Anya knows her guy pretty good. Red and Tara went back to sit at the booth and Red was giving me a look. Or maybe it was for Buffy, I'm not sure.

But it wasnt a very nice one.

I pretty much let Buffy do all the feelin up, cuz I wasnt too sure about making us more of a specktacle.

And even though Red coud be a little difficult at times, I still kinda liked her.

I looked down at Buffy and her face was all flushed from dancing. Or maybe it was from me, I dont know, but she had a little sheen on her face and it made it gleem real nice.

It didnt look oily or nothing just kinda like a nice glow.

Maybe I had it too, cuz I had some some hair stuck to my face, so she looked at me and took her fingers and wiped it away.

Yeah, those eyes are definitley on that list. Fuck me.

"You wanna go get some air?" I asked her, suddenly needing some.

"Sure." She said. And she took my well kept fingers in hers and led me to the booth.

"We're gonna go now." She said to Willow and Tara.

I thought, We are?

"Ok." Was all Red said. She woudnt look at me.

But Tara did and she smiled that sweet smile of hers.

"Goodnight." I said to the both of them.

"Goodnight." Red said. But she was looking at Buffy.

Buffy leaned down and gave Red a kiss on the cheek and then Red seemed to relax a little.

Red looked at me and said

"Goodnight, Faith."

So I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss too.

Tara smiled real big, and for some reason I think that made her happy.

But I didnt kiss Tara, cuz I didnt want to push the envilope with Red.

See? I'm learning.

So me & Buffy go outside and start walking around. I sugessted we do a graveyard run, but she said no, not tonight.

"What do you want to do?" I asked her.

"I dont know. Just walk around, I guess."

So we did, and it was really nice.

We talked a little, about nothing realy, but mostly we walked in silence.

After we cooled off from the dance floor action, it actually was pretty cool. Buffy linked her arm through mine and drew nearer for warmth. But it was cool outside, not cold. And now she was maken me hot again.

But I kept it in check.

"This is nice, B." I said to her.

"It really is, isnt it?" She said. But I dont think she was expecting an answer.

But I said

"It sure is. So is this our second date?"

"It can be if you like."

"So I get a kiss AND a feel at the end of the night?"

I shoud of kept my mouth shut. She looked at me kind of dissapointed and didnt say anything.

In my defence, I'm still in the learning stages, PR.

So I took it back.

"I'm sorry, B. That was pretty stupid."

"It kinda was, Faith."

"Sorry." And I went to unlink my arm from hers.

"It was stupid, Faith, but I'm not mad at you. You dont have to make it worse and pull away."

So then I flexed my arm a little tighter around hers.

And she flexed back.

It was really nice.

Eventually we got to her naborhood so I walked her to her door.

"Goodnight, B." I said.

And she stepped up for a second and planted a quick one on my lips.

"Goodnight, Faith." And then she let herself into her house.

Yep. She wants me. I knew it.

And that day was Proof #4. Thats all I got so far.

But Faiths my name and thats what I believe in.

Proof #5!!

The gang really did take a ceramicks class! I was only kidding when I sugestted it to them, but Anya thought it was a fun idea.

You shoud see some of the weird ass shit shes made.

It actually scared me a little.

Xander must sleep with one eye open. I know I woud.

So they were at their second class and Buffy and I was alone again. They said they'd meet up with us later, but I hoped that they woudnt. Maybe they'd go for mochas afterwards.

There were some fat ass vamps waiting for us, boy, and the amount of dust was unbeleivable. They must of gotten turned at some all you can scarf buffet or something. I mean they were LARGE.

But a sharp stake is a sharp stake and we had no problem killing them. Most of the time they woud be sitten on top of us. Like we were in a playground or something and they decided to live out some childhood truama they used to be teased about.

Kids can be so mean. And creepy too, with those tiny hands and feet.

So the dust just showered down on us.

We both learned to keep our mouths shut a long time ago AND our eyes, but that doesnt stop the vamp dust from rainning on our heads and clothes.

Afterwards we laughed about it, cuz it was pretty damn funny.

But then she said

"Ugh. I really need to get cleaned up and out of these clothes."

And I said joking

"I can help you with that. Wanna come back to mine?"

"Ok."

See? She really did want me, cuz I was only kidding.

But I held out my arm and said

"Step this way." And she took it and we came back here.

Buffy, her pussy, tits, ass and eyes were in MY shower.

And I was laying on the bed rubbing myself before she got out.

She wasnt in for long, so I only came once. And it actualy left me still horny. Besides, those vamps were BIG, I tell ya.

She came out wrapped in a short towel and rubbing her hair with another one.

"Your turn." She said to me.

So I got up and took my turn.

I made it quick, cuz I wanted to see Buffy still kinda naked, and I hoped she hadnt put her clothes on yet.

But she took the only 2 clean towels left, cuz the others were in a pile on the floor.

She walked back in as I was contimplating what to do.

Its not like she had to knock or nothing, cuz I had left the door open. I had hoped, but I NEVER thouht she'd walk in.

I looked up surprised, and she caumly looked back at me.

"Sorry." She said to me, then she whipped off the towel she was wearing and handed it to me.

Holy shit! The towel was wet, but I think I got wetter!

"Uh, thanks, B." And I started to wonder if she had taken the last 2 towels on purpose.

"No problem." Then she went back into the room still rubbing her hair.

Whatever, cuz I was liken this new bold ballsy Buffy!

So I kinda wiped myself off with the wet towel and walked into the room nude. I mean, I had clean clothes in there, so fuck the groady ones, right?

She was sitten on the edge of my bed worken her fingers through her hair.

Naked.

"You want some clean clothes there, B?" I asked her. I walked over to my closet. I bent down just a little so she coud get a good view. I may not know a lot of things, but I do know I have a killer body. My ass and my legs are my favrites, but my tits aint bad neither.

I saw her give me the once over from the corner of my eye.

Then I saw her do it again. Yep, she wanted me.

"Ok." She said. And she was still looken at me.

So I grabbed some sweats and a longsleeved dennim shirt and looked back at her. We stared at each other.

"Come here for a second." She said finaly. So I did.

She took the clothes from my hands and put them down on the bed next to her. Then she ran her fingers over my stomack.

Where she stabbed me.

"Its almost gone, B. Dont think about it."

She didnt say anything, just kept running her fingers over it back and forth like.

So I said

"B?" But she kept at it.

"Buffy?"

So then I took her fingers in my hand and held them against me.

"Buffy, stop."

"I'm sorry." She said.

"Thats ok. It kind of tickled."

"No, I mean I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too, B. For maken you have to do it. But we're better now, ok? I mean, right?"

"Yeah, we are." She said kind of quiet, then she brought my hand to her lips and kissed it.

See, so then I got fucked up.

And not in the way you'd think, PR. Some fucked up little thing was happening in my heart. But it felt sorta good too.

Then I REALLY wanted her to stay.

"Thats good, B. Hey, you hungry? Cuz I'm starved. How about you put on them clothes and I'll go get us something to mac on?"

"Can you pick up a movie too? Or do you have cable?"

I think she already knew the answer to that.

"That video place down the street has VCR rentals if you dont have one." I guess she knew the answer to that too. Mine was broken and sitting in the corner.

"Sounds great, B. Got anything in mind?"

"Oh, you pick. You were pretty good last time."

Bound it is, I thought to myself.

I quickly threw on some clothes so I coud rent it. I picked up a couple of bags of burgers and the video stuff. I practickly ran for the motel.

I stopped outside the door to catch my breath cuz I didnt want to look like an eager beever.

But it was pretty eager, that beever of mine.

Buffy was in my shirt but the sweats were still on the bed.

She had her hair in a ponytail & was lying against the pillows, propped up and staring at the bad reseption on the TV.

I handed her the burgers and walked up to the TV set.

"Here, B, like this." And I moved the coat hanger around a bit and then bent it a little. "See? It stopped snowing."

"Are these all the same?" She asked me. She was looken in the bag.

"No, some with the works and some without veggies."

"You mean lettice and tomato?"

"No, B, I meant green beans and corn."

She made a face at me.

"Yeah, B, but they all have onions."

"Ok, great. I guess thats why you left me the Veggie lovers pizza last time."

"Yep." And I turned around to hook up the machine.

"I'll have to remember that." She said, digging thru the bag.

"I wish that you woud." I said, but my back was turned to her.

"Have you always not liked vegetables?"

"I never said I didnt like them, B. I just dont like to eat them. Cucumbers and Zoocini are fine, and carrots, too, if they arent cold and just out from the fridge or something."

Well, PR, she asked.

"Are you saying what I think you are?"

"Well, that depends, B. What are you thinken?"

"I think you know."

"I think you're right."

I turned around and I smiled at her.

"So how are them burgers? Still warm?"

"Uh-huh." She was staring at me and putting a piece of lettice in her mouth.

I might of scared her.

"Good, so save some for me, piglet."

I hopped on the bed next to her and grabbed a bag.

"Did you rent something gross? Will I not want to eat when I'm watching it?"

"Depends on what grosses you out, B. But theres no gore in it, if thats what you mean." She looked at me as I bit into my burger. I looked back.

After a minute she said

"Take off your boots."

"Its my bed, B. I dont mind."

"Well, you shoud." And she puts down her food and pulls them off me.

I'm starting to think shes got a thing for my feet.

Cant you see it, PR?

My progress report is Buffys Pussy. And hers is Faiths Feet.

Shes got me beat, though. I havent even touched hers yet.

So the movie starts with that cool dramatick music and the graffics. Reminds me of the Untouchibles, a little.

She turns off the light and now we're eating in darkness except for the TV. It was cool by me.

"Did you get something to drink?"

"Shit, B, I forgot. I'll go get something."

"No, do you have any change? I'll just go down to the soda machines."

"Coffee can by the door. Help yourself."

She scooted herself off the bed and grabbed the sweats.

Got a nice glimpse of her ass on the way.

"Uh, you know what, B? I'll do it. Just sit back and watch the movie. Be right back."

She put the sweats down and got back on the bed.

Close one, PR.

I didnt know the next time I'd be this close to Buffys naked pussy.

I ran downstairs in my socks and got a few cans. I ran back up.

I jumped on the bed and watched the movie as I ate.

But I kept sneaken peeks at Buffy the whole time.

And THEN...

She moved the bags out of the way and rested her hand on my hip.

For real, PR!

She slid down on her back to get more comfortabel and put her hand on my hip.

Well, I pretty much finished up real quick too, and slid right down with her. Then I put MY hand on HER hip.

It felt like her hand was burning a hole thru my pants and I know my hand on her must of felt the same way. I coud feel her heat thru the material of the shirt. Plus it had hiked up a little when she slid, so part of my hand was touching BARE skin.

A little bit later she took my hand off her and moved in closer. Then she put her head on my sholder.

"Is this ok?" She asked real soft.

"Sure, B. Make yourself comfortabel." And I put my arm around her so she coud do just that.

Then she took my other hand in hers and placed it on my stomack and curled herself next to me.

She acted liked it was just so naturel. And in a way, I guess it was.

So then we just settled back and enjoyed the movie.

We laughed a lot of times and her breath in my ear gave me shivers when she did it. And then I woud tighten my arm around her, and then she woud snuggle in more.

You know what, PR?

I know she wants me, but I think she really likes me too.

I cant remember when anyone else ever has. Except the mayor maybe.

Whatever, this is still a Buffys pussy progress report not "I think she really likes me" progress report.

Forgot myself for a minute there.

When the movie was over, I let it play to the end and then rewind by itself.

She sighed and shifted herself against me and started runnen her thumb across my knuckles.

"Did you like it, B?"

"Hmm. I liked Corky."

"Fucked up name, though." I laughed.

"She reminded me of you."

"Hey, Faiths a good name." And I nugdged her with my sholder.

But she liked Corky and she reminded her of me.

PR, I may have to change the name of this report after all.

"Did you rent anything else?"

"No, sorry, B. I didnt think of it."

"Wanna watch it again?"

"Sure, B. Let me get up to take a leak first and then I'll hit play."

So I did, and when I got back, Buffy was under the covers.

AND...

She was naked. My dennim shirt was next to my sweats. Uh, hello.

"Are we having a naked slumber party, B?" I asked her.

"2 girls dont make a slumber party, Faith."

"Oh. I woudnt know. Never been to one, unless orgies count."

"Are you serious?" She asked me, her voice went up a little.

"Yep, never been to a slumber party." Then I hit play on the machine.

"You want I shoud call some girls over for you?" I teased her.

"No, you'll do." She sighed at me.

"Gee thanks, B." I got back on the bed and she tells me to take my clothes off.

So, you know...

I did. Like in half a heart beat.

"On top or under?" I meant covers, but I was thinking something else.

"Under. Unless you get too hot." Then I wondered if she was thinking something else.

"Lets find out."

So there we were, PR, naked in my bed, watching a lezbian movie together. For the SECOND time.

Hows that for progress?

"You do this with Red too?" I asked her, joking.

"We used to. It was nice." Ok, see I wondered about them.

"But not anymore, B?"

She sighed again.

"No. Shes got Tara now, and I think she has more fun with her anyway. You know, under the sheets."

"Well, thats too bad, B. But you're welcome to come under my sheets anytime." Yeah, I know what I said.

She got it, too.

She actualy blushed. New Bold ballsy Buffy, blushed.

"Um, thanks." Well at least she didnt shoot me down.

"No problem." Then we turned to watch the movie again.

When the part came on when they were doing it on the matress, I coud feel Buffy move closer to me. Before the sceen was over, she was kissing me.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Now THATS progress!

It was getting pretty hot under them covers. We both started to sweat a little as our kisses got more into it. Shes a REALLY good kisser. I shoud know. I've done things, you know?

But I'm no slug myself, so I tongued her up real good. She put her hands in my hair and held onto my head while I did it.

I broak away from the kiss for a second and said

"You do this with Red?"

"No." And her lips and tongue were on mine again. She crawled on top of me and started tonguing ME up real good.

She started sliding her sweaty body against mine and I held on to her hips to help her. She started sucking on my neck and I was sucking on her sholder. We might have both left marks, but we didnt care.

She was sliding her tits back and forth against mine and then she slid herself higher and I took her nipple in my mouth. I rubbed her ass and spread her cheeks, I ran a finger up her crack.

She moans real nice too.

"Uhhhhh. Oh, Faith." She wispered.

I'm glad she didnt say Corky.

"I'm hot, Faith." She said moaning.

"You're on fire, B." I took her other nipple and sucked on it.

"Ohhhh. Ummmm, no, I mean its hot in here."

I nipped at her nipple then slid out from under her and threw open a window. Then I climbed on top of her.

"You're still hot." I said.

The sheet was inbetween us and I started rubbing my pussy against hers thru it. She raised her knees like a tent and I latched my lips on her nipple and started really rubbing against her. The sheet pressed against my pubic mound and was soaked with Buffys pussy. She moved her knees higher to pull the sheet from its corners, but my weight was on top of it.

"Faith." She groaned.

I let go of her nipple and yanked on the sheet behind me. I sucked her nipple again.

"Faith." She said again. I kept fucking with her nipple. I fingered her other one.

"Ooohhh, Faith." She wispered, kind of urgent.

"You want this sheet gone?" My mouth went back to her nipple.

"Oh god, yes."

I reached inbetween us and pulled it aside.

I angled myself and pressed our naked pussies together.

"Uhhhh fuck, Buffy." I groaned.

She reached behind me and held onto my ass as I slid against her. We were both so hot and wet and the smell was driving me crazy.

B's pussy, I kept thinking. Buffys pussy.

She leaned up and took my nipple in her mouth. She flicked it with her tongue and then sucked on it, she used her teeth to graze the tip. I fucking LOVED that.

"Oh yeah, B. Fuck, suck on it." I moaned, pressing into her as she sucked harder, running the flat of her tongue over it as she sucked me.

I groaned loudly and pushed her back into the pillows.

"You want me inside you?" I asked her ruffly.

"I want you to kiss me."

I lowered my mouth and did it.

I was sucking on her tongue and she'd suck on mine and I was rubbing our pussies together even faster. Her clit was hard and wet against mine, and the smell and the sinsations were getting to me. It wouldnt be long now, I thought.

I coudnt help it.

"Fuck, Buffy, I'm gonna come."

"Not yet." She gasped in my ear.

It was tough, but I did it. I slowed it down a notch and concentrated on not coming.

But...

Buffys pussy, Buffys pussy, would creep into my mind. Oh fuck.

"Buffy." I panted.

"Not yet." She gasped again.

I tried to think about something else, ANYthing else, but it was always there at the edge of my mind:

Buffys pussy.

I grabbed both her breasts and massaged them ruffly, she brouht her knees together, raising her hips, and then thrusted herself against me.

"Buffy?" I gasped, I coudnt take it.

"Yes." She moaned finally.

I kissed her as we came together. Her legs were locked around me then and the feel of her slick body pressed into mine and the sounds she was making had made me come twice.

"Uhhhhhhh, Buffy." I groaned, for the second time.

"Ohhhhh, Faith." She replied, moving underneath me.

And then she went home.

I didnt kick her out or nothing, not how I normaly do people, but she glanced at my clock and started to panick.

It was late and Joyce woud think she was dead or something.

"Call me?" I said joking. But I really didnt want her to leave.

"Call you what? Corky?" She looked deep into my eyes for a second, kissed me and then flew out the door...

Anyway.

It took me 28 pages, PR, but I finally got some of Buffys pussy.

Sorta.

Until I have my mouth on it, I consider this "mission in progress" not "mission completed". If I can keep my objective on her pussy, that is, and not get side tracked by those eyes.

But not bad, huh?

So that was last night. Or this morning. Well, today, I guess.

I'm getten ready to meet the gang at the Bronze and we'd meet up with Buffy later for patrol. Joyce cauht her sneaking in and she kinda got grounded. Well, as much as you coud ground a grown woman. But Buffy went along with it just to keep her mom happy.

Buffy knows how to handel her mom.

So I'm pretty sure there wont be anything to report tonight, PR.

But thats ok.

Uh, rewind.

There is a LOT to report, beleive me.

I met the gang at the Bronze and suddenlly I was the bell of the ball.

Xander kept buying me drinks and Anya kept giving me looks and even Tara and Red were nice to me.

Well, Tara is always nice to me, but I meant Red.

Tara wispered in my ear and asked how I was. I told her real good and I winked at her. She blushed a little and looked down for a second then looked back up at me.

"I-I'm sure you are, F-Faith. I meant with Buffy."

"Ask Buffy." I told her.

She smiled at me and then held Willows hand.

Anya dragged me off to the dance floor and did the same number on me. It was fun and I coud tell it was getten her hot.

She kept looken over at Xander who had been staring at us the whole time. I think I'm their new toy. Or at least I think they think so. We danced for quite a while, and sometimes Anya didnt look at Xander at all. She was too busy looking at my tits.

"I want to bite them." She said suddenlly.

Uh, panick. I mentioned her ceramicks, right?

"Um, you know An, as tempting as that sounds, I'm kinda attacthed to them. I think I like them the way they are."

"I like them the way they are too, and because they are attacthed to you. I dont want to take them from you, I just want to bite them."

Ok. She freaked me out. I never said anything about her DETACTHING them from my body. I meant I was fond of them and didnt want teeth marks. I started to worry about Xander.

"I promise I wont take them from you."

Oh boy.

I put my fingers in my mouth and whistled for Xander. I waved him over.

"Whats up?" He grinned at me breathless.

"She wants something to chew on, Xander. I think shes ready for you."

"I want to bite her breasts, Xander." She explained to him.

"Anya." He said.

"But she thinks I'm going to take them from her."

"Take what? Her breasts?" He looked at her confused.

"Yes." She answered.

I glanced at him and his face looked kinda surprised. I guess it was a little weird for him too.

"I don't want to KEEP them I just want to bite them."

Ok. Saying it over and over again did not make it better.

"Anya, what makes you think Faith thinks that?"

"Well, she obviously heard of this one mistake I made."

Ok, I was outta there.

I left them on the dance floor trying to straiten things out.

Without Buffy there, I was pretty much done.

"I'm headen out." I told Willow and Tara.

I grabbed my jacket and went out the door.

I got to the alley and lit up a smoke. And then I felt something.

"Faith."

I turned around and it was Buffy.

"B. What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you." She said. She sounded out of breath, like she ran there.

"Arent we supposed to meet up later? Am I late?" I got a little worried.

"No, I'm early. I snuck out."

"What? Your mom is going to kill you."

"No she wont, come here." And she pulled me into a doorway. "Kiss me." She said, grabbing the back of my head.

I flicked away my cigarette.

I kissed her and she ran her hands down my back and grabbed my ass to pull me closer. She spread her legs for me and I groaned as I ground myself into her. She was up against the door and I humped her like a dog.

"Turn around." I wispered in her ear.

She put her hand on my cheek and looked deep into my eyes before she did. I ran my hands down her arms and raised them up to place her palms against the door. I put both of mine on top of hers and held them there. I pushed her ponytail aside with my face and kissed her neck as she pushed her ass back into me. I ran my hands back down and brouht them to her breasts, I massaged them as I pumped her ass with my groin. I slid one hand down and rubbed her thru her jeans.

"You want me inside you?" I said ruffly in her ear.

She moaned softly.

I moved my hand back up and pressed myself into her, massaging both of her breasts harder.

"You want me inside you?" I asked again, pinching her nipples and rubbing the tips with my fingers.

"Yes." She groaned.

I slid down a hand and opened her zipper. I tugged on her pants and pulled them to her thighs. I put a finger inside from behind. I began to fuck her.

"You like me inside you?"

"Oh yes." She breathed.

I slipped in another.

I put an arm around her waist and pulled her hips to me, making her bend forward as her hands slid down the door.

"Oh h-harder, Faith."

I put my hand on the back of her neck and slammed my fingers into her.

"Ohhh. Ohhh, god." She moaned.

Fuck. You shoud have seen it.

Buffy, bent over, with her hands on the door, as I fucked her tight cunt from behind.

I let out a growl and squeezed on her neck. I worked my fingers in and out of her hole. I pulled out my fingers and then rubbed her wet snatch with my hand.

"Faith." She wispered.

"You want me inside you?"

"Faith!" She gasped.

"You like me inside you?" I asked ruffly, rubbing her clit.

"Faith, I NEED you inside me!!" She cried. She stood up and leaned back into me.

I slid 3 fingers inside her, fucking her hard. She reached behind her and grabbed my hair, turning her head sideways to kiss me. She sucked on my tongue as I fucked her. She made those tiny little sounds again and was maken me crazy. My tits were on her back and my nipples kept rubbing against it.

I thought I was gonna die.

I took my fingers out and turned her around. I leaned her against the door and quickly put them back inside her. She put her arms around my sholders and put her forhead against mine. I slowed down the pace as I fucked her.

"Ohh god, baby..." She wispered against my lips.

I flicked out my tongue and licked her.

She flicked back.

I groaned and picked up the pace. We both were breathen hard and I was really excited. I think I coud come from just fucken her.

I reached down with my other hand and rubbed her clit. She started to tremble and I looked down to see my fingers moving in and out of her. Her legs were buckled and her pants were to her knees.

It looked fucken nasty.

Suddenlly she pressed her lips to mine and moaned loud into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue as she held me tight and came hard against my hands. It was a long one.

It was a good one.

"You ok?" I asked finaly. Her eyes were closed and she was kinda panting.

"Hmmm." She nodded. I reached down and pulled up her jeans.

"Fucking dykes!" Someone yelled from down the alley.

I looked at her and smiled.

"Are you a dyke?" I asked her softly.

"Mmmm, I guess so. You had your finger inside me."

Ha. The little Dutch boy and his Dyke. I kinda liked that.

And then she wiped a hair from my face and she kissed me.

Sorry, PR. There was actualy more to that night, but I didnt have time to write it all down. Buffy came over. And we've pretty much been together ever since.

Everyone knows about me & B fucken and all. Except for Joyce & Giles. But he sees us touching and stuff, so I figgured that was enough for now. We can tell him if Buffy wants to. Thats her business.

So, where do I begin?

Oh, lets start with the fact that I still have both breasts.

Anyas "one mistake" turned out to be rather fritening. I wont go into the scary details, but I understand now why she went on and on about it. And now she understands why I wont dance with her anymore.

So I still have my breasts. Both of them. Attacthed to my body and everything. Thank god, cus Buffy seems pretty attacthed to them too.

And I gotta tell you, PR, I'm pretty attatched to hers as well.

And her ass.

But I'll get to THAT later. I may actualy start a sub-chapter called Buffys Ass.

But back to the subject at hand. Buffys Pussy.

We've been finger fucken a lot and dry humpen and wet humpen and we do lots of breast things. And shes good with her hands, boy, let me tell you. I'm pretty sure I've never been fucked like this before. But the best thing, of course, is the oral.

Anyways, back to that night.

After I fucked her in the alley, she came back inside the Bronze with me. Anya & Xander were still on the dance floor, but I guess they had straitened things out. Red & Tara were at the booth and Red was surprised to see her. I had gone to get us some drinks and when I got back, Red was looken at me funny.

I guess she spotted the Just-Got-Fucked-REALLY-Good look that Buffy was wearing and was surprised to sudenlly see me back.

I told them I was leaven and here I was again, and with 2 drinks in my hand. I guess she figgured it was too much of a coinsidense.

Oh, and probably the fact that Buffy was fingering me under the table.

But that came later.

Red tried to act like she was normal but she kept buggen Buffy for sneaken out of the house.

"Why?" She woud ask.

"I told you. Because I wanted to see you guys."

I smirked and Red shot me a look.

"Why?" Red asked again.

"Because you're my friends and I missed you and why do you keep asking me that?"

"Because the only time you've ever sneaked out of your house before was to see Angel."

"Thats not true, Willow. I used to sneak out to slay every night."

"Yeah, Buffy, but that was before your mom knew. She knew you were going out later to slay, so why risk it?"

Buffy looked like she was getting annoid.

"Gee, Will, you're making me start to regret it."

I jumped in.

"Come on, Red. Whats with the 3rd degree? If I knew someone sneaked outta the house to see me, I'd be happy about it."

I looked at B and wiggled my eyebrows.

She gave me a you-are-SO-not-helping look.

"But I can see why you're concerned about her, Red. And Buffy, why DID you sneak out of your house again? Reds right, that was realy risky of you."

It didnt work, cuz Red just gave me a dirty look. Great.

But Tara was cute about it.

"I-I think its nice that Buffy came out to play. It shows she realy cares." And then she looked at me, smiling. "I guess that means she thinks you're good too." She added softly.

"What, baby? What did you say?" Red asked her.

"Nothing, Willow." Tara said, and gave Red a kiss.

Buffy slyly reached over and got Xanders jacket. Then she put it on my lap. I looked at her sideways, but she was smiling at Red & Tara.

"Did you guys dance tonight?" She asked them.

Tara, god bless her, interceppted and ran with it.

"Not really, I think its a good idea, though. Lets go, Willow."

Then she gave Red some wicked tongue action and led the weak-kneed witch to the floor.

"Watch your breasts." I called out, eyeballing Anya.

"I'd rather watch yours." B said to me.

So I leaned down a little to give her a look.

"Whats with the jacket?" I asked her.

"Cover." She said.

"For?"

"This." And she slid her hand under it and unbuttoned my pants.

"Whooa, B. You getten your freak on?"

"If you get your pants off." She answered.

Well, you know PR, you dont gotta tell ME twice.

So I lifted my ass and pulled my pants to my knees. I sat back down and said

"You mean like this?"

"Pretty much." She ajusted the jacket and slipped a finger inside me.

Buffys got rhythm.

The music and her finger was more or less in synk. She was dancin with my insides.

"Fuck, B." I breathed.

"Uh-huh." She said. She turned herself to sit sideways, facing me, and tucked one leg under her ass and draped one leg over my thighs. I slid down a little lower.

"Look at me." She said. So I did.

"I want to kiss you right now..."

So I leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled her head back.

"...but we shoudnt." She moved her finger inside me.

"Uh, ok." She pulled her finger out real slow. Then she slid it back in. I closed my eyes and died.

"Faith."

"Hmm?"

"Look at me." I opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Do you want me to stop?" She wispered. I shook my head.

"Do you like this?" I nodded my head.

"I want to tell you something." She put her mouth close to my ear.

"Your pussys so wet." She breathed. And then she licked me.

Yeah, PR. And it got wetter right THEN.

I leaned back and closed my eyes. Her finger moved inside me.

She'd move her finger out nice and slow. She'd bring it up to flick my clit, then she'd be back inside me. Fuck and flick, fuck fuck and flick. She moved in to wisper in my ear again.

"I love the way you feel, so warm and so wet. Is that for me?"

"Mmm." I answered.

"I'm wet too. I can still feel you inside me."

She bit my ear and pulled back.

"Look at me."

I looked at her.

"Dont close them. I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me how you feel."

"I feel fuckin great, B."

"No, not like that, Faith. Sexy and with conviction."

Conviction? Didnt really want to think about JAIL right then, but ok.

"Uh...well, lets see. So I'm in the showers...and...uh...and I'm pinned up against the tiled walls..."

"No Faith, not that." She flicked my clit.

"Oh. Ok...uh...um...so I'm in the laundry room..."

"Faith, are you kidding? Women in prison stories are hot, but I realy dont want to hear YOUR take on them." She stopped her finger.

Why she sound so pissed? What I do?

I moved myself against her finger. She pulled out.

"What I do, B? Put your finger back inside me."

"Conviction, Faith, not CONVICTION. I meant with feeling, you freak."

Oh. Well, why didnt she say that?

"Well, why didnt you say that?" I asked her.

She shook her head at me.

"Come on, B. I'll be better, I promise."

"Well, its too late now." She looked over to the dance floor.

Xander and Anya were on their way back. Fuck!

Xander kept walken but Anya slid into the booth next to me.

"Wheeew. He's SO uncoordinated. The last time I saw someone flop around like that was back in '72. But I had just severed his arms and legs, so at least he had an excuse. Good thing my Xander is Lord of The Dance in bed."

Then she gave us that quirky smile.

"So what are you girls up to?"

"Um, nuthen." I said.

"No, nothing." Said B.

"Really? Ok. Well, Xander went to the bathroom and then we're gonna boogie. We're going home to learn some new steps. Get it?"

She smiled at us, pleased with her pun.

"Uh, yeah, An. Good one."

"It was, wasnt it?" She grinned, liking her sense of humor. "Did you get it, Buffy?" She asked.

"I believe I did, Anya."

"Ok, good." Then she smiled and kinda looked around the room for a minute.

Then she rested her eyes on my lap.

"Is that Xanders jacket on your lap and that Buffy has her leg draped over under the table?"

Ok. Now THAT'S a narrator.

"Um-"

"Wait a minute... Buffy, wheres your hand?"

"Right here." And she took her hand and lifted her drink.

"No, the other one."

Luckily, Xander came back just in time.

"Ok, my little love bunny...oops, I mean love gerbil, sorry, An. Ready to go?"

"No, Xander. I think I want to stay. And let me see your hands."

Again with the hands. First she wants to see Buffys and now she wants to see Xanders. I wondered if there was a second 'mistake' she wasnt tellin us about.

"Anya. I'm a grown man, I know how to wash them." But he showed them to her anyway.

"Yes, and grown men are the filthiest. Sharing a urinal with strangers and then shaking your things. Its disgusting, really."

"Its a male bonding thing, An. Kinda like a ritual. You know about rituals, right?" Xander mocked her.

"Of course I do. But I wash my hands after them. Sure its blood and not urine, well mostly not urine, and-"

"Uh, ok, Anya. Enough scary details for one night." Xander interupted.

She huffed at him.

"Fine. But I still think it smacks of male homosexuality if you ask me. And speaking of homosexuality..." She looked over at me and Buffy.

"What about it?" Xander asks, looking back and forth between Anya and us.

"Nothing, Xander. Anya seems a little punchy tonight." Buffy said.

"Yeah, and 'kicky', too." He said, rubbing his shins.

"Well if you'd stay off my toes, I woudnt have to kick you." Anya explained seriously.

"Hey, thats right. Anya says you're a real Fred Astaire in the sack, Xan. Why dont you take her home for a twirl?" I sugessted.

"No, I said 'Lord of the Dance', Faith. But I guess you werent listening, seeing as Buffy had her hands full and all."

She looked at me smug. Yeah, An. Another good one. Geez.

"Well, since we're staying, Ginger, I think I'll get us more drinks." And he went off to get some.

"Get me a 'screaming orgasm', Xander." Anya yelled after him. "Woud you like one?" She asked me sweetly.

"Actualy, Anya, shes good." Buffy said, and then she put TWO fingers inside of me.

Fuck! What was she thinken, PR?

"Oh, I'm sure she is." Anya said all happy with herself.

Buffy started to move her fingers inside me. And not slow like last time. No, NOT slow at all. She was pumping me like crazy and was picken up speed. Her movements were maken the jacket jump.

"Whatcha got down there? A pig in a blanket?" Anya asked.

No. Try 2 fingers in a pussy.

But I kept my face straite and waited for Buffy to answer.

But she didnt.

She just kept fucken me and looken Anya in the eyes.

And Anya looked back!

Ok. That was weird.

But it was hot as fuck too!

None of us was saying anything, and I'd start groaning and Buffy and Anya kept staring at each other, and I started to feel a little nutty.

Finaly Anya said something.

"Whatcha got down there? A pig in a blanket?" She asked again, looken at Buffy.

I coudnt take it. So I said

"No Anya, shes got 2 fingers....uhhhh...3 fingers shoved inside my pussy and shes fucken the living shit outta me. Fuck, gesus, oh my god..."

"Really? I coudnt tell. How do you feel, Faith?" Anya said still staring at Buffy.

"I feel fuckin great, An, and it has nothing to do with prison. Now if I coud just get my nipples involved...."

"Oh. May I?" Anya asked, reaching over with her hand and looken at Buffy.

"Thanks for the offer, Anya, but no." Buffy answered, slaming me harder, her thumb knuckle bouncing off my clit.

Anya stopped her hand in mid air.

Thank fucken god, PR, cus you know...

I wasnt thinken.

"It was just ONE mistake. Does everybody know??" Anya said.

"I dont know what you're talking about, Anya, I just dont want you to touch her."

"Oh, ok. Thats fine, I dont like anyone touching my Xander either."

"Nipples." I panted.

"No." Said Buffy.

"Why??"

"Just talk, Faith. With FEELING."

So I did.

"I can feel your fingers sliding in and out of me, just like your tight cunt was wrapped around my fingers in the alley."

Anya quirked an eyebrow at Buffy. Buffy smiled smugly.

"And the way you make me feel makes me want to stand up and HOWL. I wanna throw you down, tear your pants off, bury my face in your snatch and eat your wet pussy right here on the table. Uhhhh...fuck yeah, fuck me with those fingers, B... shit, Anya, oh shit...

"Touch yourself, Faith. Rub your clit." Buffy told me.

You bet I did.

"This is wrong. I want to touch." Anya said, moving her hand towards my tits again.

"No." Said Buffy.

"But, 'nipples'." Explained Anya.

I didnt really care at that point.

But Buffy did.

"I said no."

"Fine." Anya sighed. So she decided to watch me instead.

I groaned and closed my eyes again. Buffy was fingering me and I was fingering me and Anya was looken at me and I was about to pop.

"I'm gonna come." I rasped out.

"No." Said Buffy.

"Yes." I rasped.

"No or I'll stop right now."

I moved my hand away from my clit. It was throbbing.

"Oh my god, this is exciting!" Said Anya. "Let me go get Willow and Tara and maybe they can join in."

"NO!" B and I yelled at the same time.

"Testy little lezbians, arent you?" Anya teased.

Buffy leaned in and put her arm around my sholder.

"Touch your clit, Faith." She wispered in my ear.

"Can I come now?"

"Yes."

I opened my eyes and I touched myself. And she was staren at me with them eyes again.

"You feel so good, baby. My fingers belong inside you. Your fingers belong inside me. I want to fuck you til you cry. Can I make you cry, Faith? Can I?"

"Yeah, B." I was almost cryin already.

"Look at me."

"I am, B."

"No, LOOK at me."

She was looken at me so deep and she had this soft sexy smile on her lips when she licked them. I pictured those lips on my clit and that did it.

"Uhhhhhh, oh fuck, Buffy..." I groaned. She removed her fingers and placed her hand on top of mine, rubbing my clit with me.

"Slow it down, baby. Come slow."

Come slow? Too late. But come again? With PLEASURE.

I moved my hand and let her take over. She was rubbing me so soft and gentle it made me crazy. But it felt nice too.

Who knew?

"I'm gonna kiss you." I groaned, needing to.

Buffy hesitated.

"Rah Rah, Kiss her!" Anya said like a cheerleader.

"Okay." Buffy said, ignoring her.

And I placed my lips on hers and kissed her gently, running our tongues together slowly, like her hand was doing to my clit.

I put my hand on hers and helped her, still slow, but with more pressure.

I came again while she was kissing me.

"Mmmmmmm." She moaned.

"Uhhhhhhhh." Moaned me.

Right then Anya spoke up.

"It's ABOUT time, Geesus. Faith, Buffy, we'll get that jacket from you later."

"What?" Xander said.

Oops.

"Put the drinks down, Xander. Although I doubt either of them needs another screaming orgasm right now. But I do, so hurry UP."

Then we heard Xander being dragged off by Anya. I guess he was being too slow.

"Fuck, that was hot, B." I said breaking our kiss.

"Yeah, I thought so."

"So you know they know now, right?"

"Yes, Faith, that was fairly obvious."

"But what about Red?"

"What about 'Red'?" Willow asked.

Oh shit. There she was..and Tara.

We looked up to see both witches staren at us. And then they stared down at my lap too.

"I know Faith can act like a dummy at times, Buffy, but are you a ventriloquist now?"

Ha, gotta HAND it to her, PR. That was funny.

"No, Willow. Faith can speak for herself." And THAT was good too.

"Ok. So what do you have to say for yourself, Faith?" Red asked with a raized eyebrow.

What, it was my turn now?

"Um...Hi?"

So I can talk. It doesnt mean I have a BRAIN.

"Ok, so maybe she cant speak for herself right now. So I will. Faith and I are together and I'd like for you to be happy about it."

"We'd all like a lot of things, Buffy. I, for one, woud liked to have seen your hand NOT under that jacket."

So Buffy took out her hand and showed it to her.

Yeah, PR. With my come all over it. Great.

Tara stifled a giggle. Actualy, so did Red.

"Oh my goddess, you're both dummies." Willow said laughing.

She slid down into the booth, dragging Tara with her.

"So you're together now, are you?" She said, looken at me.

I looked at the 3 of them.

"Uh...well..." I hedged. Red quirked an eyebrow at me. So did Tara.

So did Buffy.

"I guess I was speaking for myself, and I AM a dummy." Buffy said, then she got up and left.

"No, B, wait." I got up.

Yeah, pants to my knees. Jacket on the floor. I forgot.

I pulled up my pants and went to run after her.

"Go, Faith, Go!" Red yelled, punching the air with her fists.

Great. Another cheerleader.

She was gone, PR. In a heartbeat and just like that.

Gone.

But I caute up with her at one of the older cemateries.

She had punched out a vamp and was beating the shit out of another one. I staked the one on the ground.

"B?"

"Not now, Faith." She wailed on the guy.

Oomph. That sucker was in trouble.

Kick, punch, jab. A couple of knee thrusts to the groin. Another one to his head. Then another.

I winced cus I actualy felt for the guy.

Sorta.

I jumped in and staked the fucker.

"Yes, now, Buffy."

"What do you want?" She was breathless, she wiped a hair from her eye.

"I want to talk."

"No thanks." And she turned to walk away.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"I have work to do." She kept walken.

"Care if I tag along?"

"Dont really care what you do."

"Oh, come on, B. Dont act that way."

"Who's acting? This is real. You, on the other hand, are full of shit."

"Now thats not true, Buffy." I followed her but kept my distance.

I am NOT a dummy.

"Fuck off, Faith." She said, still walken ahead of me.

Her legs are shorter than mine, but damn, PR, I had to hustle to keep up with her.

"Come on now, B. Wait up for a minute."

"Faith, I've spent as much time with you as I can stomack. I woudnt think of spending another SECOND with you, so dont hold your breath for that minute."

Ok. Now she was just being ridiculous.

"Buffy, stop."

" 'Get gone', Faith."

Oh yeah, PR. She was gettin cute with me. The little brat.

"Ok, brat."

That stopped her. Knew that it woud.

She turned around with that "did you just say that?" look on her face.

Yes, girlie, I did.

"What did you call me?" Ooooo, PR. BOTH eyebrows were raized!

"I called you a brat, you brat." She just looked at me.

"Little baby." I said. Then she glared at me.

Yep. I knew I was asking for it. But that was my plan.

"And here I was thinken I was dealen with a grown woman. No wonder your mom had to ground you." I shook my head at her wistfuly. I think thats the word. Then I turned my back on her and started to walk away.

Of course you know she was on my back in a heartbeat. But I was ready for her, so when she jumped me, I wrapped my arms around her legs in a vice grip.

Oh yeah. She was gonna get the piggyback ride of her life.

Slayer Style.

After I got a secure grip on her, I started running. She was bouncing on top of me and I heard her teeth clack together before she figgured it was probably better to keep her mouth shut. Oh, and she tried to talk a couple of times too.

"Fa-aa-aaa-aii-aii-tth-hh." She jerked out.

Everybody knows you dont talk on piggyback when you're runnin.

You might bite your tongue off.

"Waaa-aaa-ait-ttt." I ran under some trees to shut her up.

She gripped my skull and she ducked.

I started spinning in circles. It was fun.

"Wooooooooooo!" I said. She scrunched her fingers in my hair and started pulling. She clocked me a few times too.

But she wasnt really tryin to hurt me. Well, not much, anyway.

Besides, pulling my hair only turns me on. I started running again.

After deckin me a few more times on the side of my head, she decided just to grab at my hair and hold on.

Tight.

I ran us to my motel room. Down the alley and up the stairs, I spun us around and slammed us into the door.

You know. Just to wind her.

If she was a cartoon, she'd a had birds chirpen around her nut.

I got the door open, kicked it shut, and then flung her onto the matress.

She was still a little dazed. She looked up at me, rubbing the back of her head.

"You gonna give me that minute?" I looked at her.

"I'm not talking to you." She said, like a brat.

"Fine, I've got other plans for your mouth then." And she stared at me wide-eyed as I pulled off my clothes.

"You've got to be kidding." She said, disbelif on her face.

"You ready to talk?" I pulled off my pants.

"No."

"Then I'm not kidding."

I stood there, naked, and stretched myself. I put my arms on either side of my head and flexed, popping my back. I cracked my knuckles.

"You ready for me?" I asked her.

She scooted back on the bed...like she was GOING somewhere.

"What exactly do you think you're gonna do?" She looked suspisious.

"Not think, know." I walked to the bed.

"And that is?" I crawled up the matress, she scooted farther.

"I'm gonna make love to you."

Yeah, I know, PR. Not my style. But a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do to keep the honeys happy.

And to get that pussy. Buffys pussy.

And it worked too, cus the brats face changed from suspision to lust. Or love...

No, lust.

"You're gonna make love to me?" She wispered, all dreamy.

"Yeah baby, and I wont stop until you beg me to."

Oh, PR. I was SO in there!

She smiled at me all soft and sappy and I gave her a kiss. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly, kissing her neck and her ears.

"You like that, baby?" I wispered, kissing her throte.

"Mmmm, very much." She wispered. I kissed her lips.

"Good."

We both watched my fingers as they trailed a path to her jeans. Down her chest, across her toned stomack and down to her hips. I traced my fingers back and forth near her waist band.

She tensed up.

"Whats wrong, baby?"

"Umm, nothing. Little ticklish." I applied more pressure.

"Better?" I asked.

"Mmmm." She nodded.

I raised myself above her and pulled her up with me. I kissed her as I slipped her blouse from her sholders. She arched up into me and groaned when I sucked a nipple thru her lacey green bra. And she wimpered as I ran my tongue down her stomack.

But she was deathly still when I pulled her panties from her body.

I looked up from between her legs and she was watching me.

She looked a little unsure, nervous, even. So I gave her a soft smile and kissed my way back up her trembling body. I kissed her gently and looked her in the eyes.

"Whats wrong, Buffy?" I wispered.

"I'm scared." She wispered back.

"Of what, baby?" I stroked her face.

"Of you." She said, and she closed her eyes.

And I felt like a shit-heel.

And I felt that fucked up little thing in my heart again...

...and suddenly I wanted to make her to feel better about everything.

So I made love to her. For real.

I held her in my arms and caressed her body until she stopped shaking. I let my hands touch her breasts and dance softly across her nipples. I took off her bra. I touched her stomack, her neck and her face. I worked my fingers thru her hair and I kissed her...and she kissed me and it was honey sweet. Her lips played against mine and our tongues meshed and mingled.

I kissed her forhead and started my way back down again. To her nose, her lips, her chin, her throte, her breasts, her belly and thighs. I positioned my body between her legs and looked up at her. She was trembling again, but not as much.

And my heart started to ache a little.

I lowered my head and made love to her.

The scent that had made me drunk and had started this mission was now all over me.

Over my lips and my face, over my breasts and my hands, making me want to pour all of myself into her...

...and hoping she would pour all of herself into me.

Was this love? I dont know. But I knew it wasnt just lust and I knew it wasnt about Buffys pussy anymore.

It was about all of her. Buffy Summers. Buffy Anne Summers.

My B.

So I made love to her like it was my very first time.

I guess it was my very first time. But it was our very first time too.

I licked her slowly, with care, and I spread her lips with my tongue. I caressed her stomack with both hands. I ran my tongue over her softly, gently and I probed the inside of her opening, inserting myself deeply within her. She moaned quietly as I explored her pussy with my tongue.

It was like...cotton candy.

It was a cotton candy cave, so sweet and sticky and good. I moved my head closer and buried my face in it, entering as far as I coud.

She moaned softly against me.

"Mmmmmnn."

I pressed my head harder, letting my teeth touch her clit.

"Ohhhh." Her fingers wove themselves into my hair.

I pulled my tongue out lazily, running it up to her clit. I lapped at it slowly, feeling it harden and slide against my tongue. I bathed it with attention, licking and sucking and then licking again. She trembled this time in response.

I ran my hands to her pussy and I spread her, holding her open with one and inserting 2 fingers with the other. She pressed her hips into the matress.

"Oh Faith." She breathed.

Oh Buffy, I thought, and began to move my fingers.

Her breathing became louder as I licked faster on her clit. My fingers curved up inside her. She gasped and clutched at my hair as I fucked her. She was making me so horny.

I released myself and moved quickly up her body, I took her mouth with my own and I kissed her. She licked at my lips and sucked at my tongue. She tasted her cotton candy.

"Buffy." I said. But it was really a question.

"Yes." She wispered.

And then I turned myself around to straddle her.

I looked back as she gazed up at my pussy. It was wet and her eyes took in all of me...and then she smiled.

I lowered myself slowly and felt her soft tongue against it. She began softly, a little unsure, and then quickly became more sure as she buried her soft tongue inside of me.

"Uhhhhhh." I groaned, and then lowered my head to her pussy.

Our tongues matched in rythym and our clits danced against them. Her fingers slid into my pussy and she pumped me.

"Oh god, Buffy." I gasped, her fingers going deep inside my hole.

Her fingers slid in and out and her tongue kept its pace. I busied myself on her clit.

"Faith, I...you..." She moaned.

Our sounds and our scents were mingeling. Her moans and my groans did the same. We clutched hard to each other as it took us...and then shuddered as one when we came.

Yeah. It ryhmed. She made me beleive in poetry.

I reached backwards to caress her face and felt her hot breath against my hand. She kissed it, softly moving her lips and wispered quietly

"I love you anyway."

And then I cried.

I cried. Just like a baby.

I cried.

I dont think I was meant to hear her, but now she knew that I had. She gently rolled me onto my side and crawled up to me.

"Faith... baby, whats wrong? You dont have to love me back."

And she held me, kissing my tears.

And then I cried harder. Because I wasn't just a pussy.

I was a giant asshole too.

"I'm... an... ass...hole." I hiccuped out.

"I know." She said.

"You...cant...lo...ove...me..." I hiccup again.

"But I do." She sighed, and then she kissed me.

Hey, PR. Sorry for cuttin out on you like that again. I had just finished tellin ya what happened that night, but then Buffy called and said she was on her way over. She asked if I had washed the load of towels yet, and I lied.

So, you know. I had to go do them.

And then we were pretty much inserpirable again. Slayen, playen... fucken.

I think Joyce is onto us, cus she says she keeps hearing strange noises in the house at night. And she woke up a few times and found me in the bathroom too. And I dont know why, cuz I know shes got a bathroom of her own.

But I think she was spyin.

Buffy says I'm parranoid, but why else would a woman who hears strange noises check out the guest bathroom in the middle of the night?

She think the burgler stopped to take a dump or somethin?

So thats why we spend most of our nights over here.

But Buffy likes it better here anyway.

Cuz its where I first told her I loved her too.

And I do, PR, so back off.

Sorry.

Little defensive I guess. I said this was a Buffys pussy progress report and then I almost changed it to an 'I think she really likes me' progress report and now its turned into this.

But I do, PR, and she loves me too, and you know what? I dont even NEED this report anymore!

God.

I really am defensive. Sorry. It's just kinda weird, ya know?

And on top of it all, this progress report really did turn into a Dear Dairy type deal. But dont worry. I wont start callin ya DD.

But I kinda like Double D, if ya know what I mean.

But in all honisty, I think I might be shutten this operation down. The mission was completed, plus I dont really have time for it any more.

I'm spenden all of my time with Buffy these days.

But...

I MIGHT leave you open anyway. Cus now I'm worken on Buffys ass.

Oh yeah. I know she wants it. I have noooo dowt in my mind.

Later, gator.

Faith.

BUFFY'S POV:

PR, DD, or Double D,

Excuse me, but...

I did NOT have camel toe.

I can't believe she wrote that!

Buffy.

The End