The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

3.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Joyce panted and moaned as Faith knelt between her legs and licked the middle-aged woman’s cunt to her sixth climax since she’d come back down two hours and told Faith ‘chores were over, it was play-time again, get on your knees and get licking’.

“Hi Mom, hi Faith!” Buffy greeted as she walked in through the back door. “Gee, that looks fun.” Buffy looked towards her mom. “Mom, Willow and Cordy have already seen Faith, but the other girls were asking for some photos. Can I take some to school tomorrow?”

”Oh what a good idea!” the forty-something’s hips rose off the couch as Faith’s tongue delved into her wetness. “Oh my! But just my girls, no-one else sees them!”

”Thanks mom!” The older Slayer bounded upstairs, returning moments later with a camera. “Okay Faith, ready for your photo shoot?”

Faith wiped her face clean of cunt juices before nodding. “Yes Mistress Buffy.”

“Good girl,” Buffy grinned. “Now sit on my mom’s knee. Mom, you finger her twat for the camera.”

“Ohh,” Faith shivered with delight as she moved into position, Joyce laughingly obeying, one finger pushing deep into her cleft, her thumb rubbing teasingly against the young Slayer’s clit.

”Oh perfect!” The camera flashed. “Now Faith, I want you on your hands and knees on the floor. Mom, could you spread her ass cheeks for me. What a pretty little anus! Yeah mom, you point at it for everyone.” Buffy paused, “Faith look over your shoulder and blow me a kiss.” Faith obeyed, pouting for the camera as it flashed.

“You’d make quite the photographer, Buffy,” Joyce commented.

”Thanks mom!” Buffy hurried to the front. “Now Mom straddle Faith, sit on her back.” Faith grunted as Joyce obeyed, the mom’s hairy bush rubbing on her silken skin. “Mom, grab her hair and pull her head back.” Faith’s head pulled up, just in time to catch the camera’s flash. “This is going great.” Buffy looked towards her mother. “Mom, can I have a couple of shots with Faith on her own?”

Joyce giggled. “Of course you can dear.”

“Great,” Buffy blew her mom a kiss before looking towards the enslaved Slayer, “I wanna you to squat until your ass is practically touching the floor, have your legs spread as far as you can and pout at the camera.” Buffy beamed as she obeyed. “You’re a natural!”

The camera flashed again. “Now keep in that position, but lift those tits to the camera and start licking them.” As Faith obeyed, the camera flashed again and again, capturing her humiliation forever. “Now I want your hands linked behind your head like you’re getting arrested for hooking again-.”

“Now Buffy,” Joyce giggled, “that’s not nice.”

”Sorry mom,” Buffy giggled, “and push those titties out.” The camera flashed as she obeyed. “Perfect!” Buffy pouted. “Now, what next?” The blonde beamed. “Of course, on your back with your feet around your head and your ankles in your hands, pulling them apart.” The camera flashed. “Oh yes! And to finish off, on your knees, with your head on the floor, reaching behind yourself to pull your ass cheeks apart. I’m sure everyone will want to see your bunghole again.”

Once that photo was taken, Joyce clapped her hands. “Buffy go up and do your homework. Faith, start on dinner.”

* * *

”Hi, Faith,” Buffy greeted as she hurried into the kitchen. “What ya makin’?”

“Ow!” Faith squealed and jumped about three foot in the air as the other Slayer dipped a spoon into the steaming stew and casually reached into Faith’s apron, pulled a titty out and dropped the spoonful of blazing-hot food on it. “Ow! Ow!”

Joyce giggled. “Oh Buffy, stop playing with Faith, she’s meant to making tea.”

“Pour me a glass of wine, mom. I’ll be through in a minute.” The blonde giggled back before reaching behind the rapidly tit-rubbing Slayer and unfastening the apron. “Take it off, no clothes for you.”

“Yes Mistress Buffy.” Faith ignored the pain to obey, pulling the plastic apron over her head and hanging it on the kitchen door.

”Good girl.” Buffy grabbed her hair and pulled her into a passionate kiss before releasing her and hurrying into the lounge.

* * *

“That was a lovely meal, Faith.” Joyce patted her on her head as she sat on the older woman’s lap and allowed her to feed her. “Buffy, go and get your strap on, we need to burn some calories.”

“Sure Mom.” Buffy sped out of the room.

Joyce turned to her. “I put mine on the coffee table, let’s go and get it.”

”Yes, Mrs. Summers.” Faith led the older woman through into the lounge. Faith looked up at the older woman as dropped to her knees and unfastened Joyce’s flowery skirt, the skirt pooling at her feet even as Joyce unfastened her blouse. Then Faith picked up the belted dildo and attached it onto Mrs. Summers’ clit, the middle-aged witch moaning as she did so.

“I’m ready mom!” Buffy bounded down the stairs, the blonde having torn off her clothes, revealing her toned physique.

“So I see,” Joyce giggled as she stroked the end of her daughter’s nine inch steel. “Sit down on the sofa dear.” The moment Buffy was sat, Joyce looked towards the younger Slayer. “Faith, show Buffy what a good blow-job you give.”

“Oh wow.” Buffy moaned deep in her throat when Faith crawled over and began kissing her way up the blonde’s slender legs, licking and slurping on the California-tanned flesh. The blonde shivered and whimpered with every kiss. “Oh wow.” When the sultry sexpot reached Buffy’s mid-thigh, the other Slayer took hold of her chin and guided her to the top of her cock. “Deep-throat me.” Faith’s full lips parted in obedience, her tongue darting out to poke the cock’s head, then her lips brushed against it, reverently kissing her superior’s makeshift phallus, and then she eased it into her throat, breathing through her nose as the cock pushed deep into her narrow throat, tongue instinctively but unnecessarily massaging its underside.

”Yes.” Buffy moaned as she reached under Faith, her eyes closed in rapture as she grabbed Faith’s jiggling breasts and began squeezing and rubbing them. “Oh faster.” Faith pulled her head back, nodded in recognition of the order, and then drove her mouth down on the thick cock, Buffy’s slender hips arching as she pushed the dick up and deeper still into the bobbing brunette’s throat. “Oh you dirty little bitch!”

“She does that so well,” Joyce commented as she knelt behind her busty plaything, her wrinkled hands sliding up the outside of Faith’s long legs, coming to rest on her swelling hips. “She certainly has had the practice.” Faith groaned into Buffy’s cock as she felt Joyce’s chill end rub against her bunghole, its thickness intimidating to someone with Slaying healing that inevitably meant no matter how much they were used, they’d be just as tight the next day. “Oh don’t worry dear,” Joyce giggled at her shudder, “I’ll be gentle this time.”

Faith shuddered again as the end began working into her anus, her rectal muscles flowering and spreading before the formidably-sized invader. “Stuck,” Joyce grunted as she worked three inches into Faith’s tiny hole, Faith feeling the older woman pull out, her walls quickly closing behind her. “You Slayers,” Joyce tutted, “you make a woman work.” The Bostonian bombshell’s back arched as Joyce pushed back in, a little harder this time, her hands pinching deep into Faith’s svelte flanks. “Further.” Once again Joyce eased herself out, the younger Slayer shivering as her anal ring stretched with her.

“Don’t forget about me,” Buffy coldly reprimanded.

Faith flushed at Buffy’s words. “Sorry Mistress Buffy,” she muttered before returning to bobbing her head up and down the cock before her with renewed vigour.

”Ah,” Buffy idly stroked her hair as she leaned back on the sofa, “much better.”

Meanwhile Joyce was getting deeper and deeper, the forty-something dom increasing her efforts to slice her young slave in two. “Got it!” Joyce let a triumphant shriek as her thighs slapped against Faith’s alluring ass, the metal rod now jammed deep into her ass, gloved and squeezed by Faith’s narrow anal passage.

“I’m so proud mom,” Buffy giggled as her hips bounced up and down, driving her own cock deep into Faith’s welcoming throat.

“Thank you dear,” Joyce now speeded up, not pulling out all the way as she had done before, just a quarter of the way, then thrusting back in with enough force to lift her nubile sex-toy off her knees. As a consequence, her ass didn’t get any respite from the dildo barrage until she felt a fluttering begin in her ass to go with the heat in her stomach. And then she released, her anal walls fluttering wildly as her sphincter opened and closed over and over, creating wave after wave of euphoric anal pleasure. Her body jumped, sweat flying off her as she wailed her ecstasy into the unhearing cock stuck down her throat. “My,” Joyce breathlessly gasped as she yanked the cock out of the busty brunette’s still shaking ass, “I didn’t expect that. She climaxes anally as well as well through her pussy! What fun!”

“Yeah,” Buffy grabbed Faith’s thick mane and pulled her off, a dangerous gleam in the blonde’s eyes, “what next mom?”

”Well,” Joyce laid down on her back, her cock pointing proudly upright, “I loved the way her climax felt. Let’s double the pleasure. Faith, get on board please.”

“Yes, Mrs. Summers.” Faith hurriedly squatted over the heavy cock, parted her ass cheeks, and began easing herself onto it, her tiny bunghole slowly parting before it.

At least that was the theory.

“Bored now.” The cock was barely a third into her ass when Buffy grabbed Faith’s shoulders and shoved the younger Slayer down.

”Ahhhh!” Faith threw her head back and screamed, her butt splitting before a laughing Joyce’s cock, her back arching in pain and shock.

“Oh Buffy,” Joyce giggled as she took Faith’s shoulders and pulled the younger woman down on top of her, her shoulders resting on Joyce’s tits, sweaty flesh rubbing against sweaty flesh, “don’t be mean.”

“Sorry,” Buffy grinned unrepentantly as she knelt by Faith’s spread legs and began deftly rubbing her fingers up and down the younger teen’s bald sex, Faith’s dark eyes dilating as waves of teasing pleasure ran through her crotch, “you’ll forgive me won’t you?”

Faith whimpered and nodded. “Yes Mistress Buffy.”

“Good girl,” Buffy praised before grabbing Faith’s hips and thrusting her cock deep into the teen beauty’s tight, warm honeypot, Faith’s back arching with the impact, the blonde laughing as her pelvis meshed with Faith’s rippling crotch. “Oh yes!” The blonde moaned as she dragged her cock out of Faith’s shaking cunny, the brunette’s twat juices now joining her salvia gleaming on the thick steel.

”Oh god,” Faith moaned as Joyce’s hands slid up her undulating belly to grab and tug on Faith’s melons, twisting them as she did so. “Oh god,” she panted at the middle-aged witch’s hips lifted, driving her cock ever deeper into Faith’s flexing ass. “Yes, yes, so good.”

Sweat flew off the conjoined trio, Joyce grunting at the bottom as she pushed up and down, enjoying her domination of the two teen beauties, secure in the knowledge they were completely hers. The stench of sex was heavy in the air as Buffy thrust in and out of the squalling brunette beneath her, not only enjoying the feel of the dildo’s heavy rubbing up against her clit, but also proving her superiority to the wildly jiggling younger girl beneath her.

As for the east coast Slayer, she was no longer truly a person but a beast of passion and lust, reacting to her over-stimulated state on a purely primal level. Faith’s curved lips opened in a continual plea for more or less stimulation, neither of her companions were quite sure thanks to her speech having regressed to nothing but a series of bestial grunts and squeals. Her body moved spasmodically and yet to an alluring rhythm all of her own, driving her ass down to greet Joyce’s exploring rod then pushing her crotch forward in a desperate need for Buffy’s darting dong.

“Come on!” Buffy panted as she peered down at the raven-haired beauty she now regarded as nothing more than a cheap toy. “Take it! Harder! Deeper!”

“Oh yes!” Joyce cooed, her eyes glazing with the power she was getting from her two followers and all the others in her harem throughout the town who were currently enjoying the fruits of their beauty. Her hands clawed at Faith’s rounded bust, pinching and squeezing deeply, her fingers leaving red blotches and welts that she knew would heal in a matter of hours. “You’re such a naughty girl.”

And then, a laughing Buffy grabbed Faith’s clit and seemingly proceeded to attempt to tear it off. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GAAAAAAAAH!” Faith’s back arched, her slender legs lewdly spraying as lights exploded before her dark eyes, her pussy and anus both convulsing wildly around the objects inside her. “AHHHHHH!” Buffy and Joyce didn’t slow with the onset of her dual climaxes, rather they speeded up, Joyce so to drink the maximum from her pet’s orgasm, and Buffy just so to see how far she could force her. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Faith’s scream echoed around the outwardly bland house, her nubile frame shaking, sweat shooting everywhere as her juices sprayed out, spilling onto her flexing thighs. “AHHHHHHHHH!”

Faith was barely aware of Buffy lifting her limp body off the heavily sweating witch, spinning her around and dropping her onto Joyce’s cum-slicked pole in the cowgirl position. “Oh,” Faith moaned as she slid down Joyce’s prick, shivering with delight as the cock filled her inch by ecstatic inch.

“Does it feel good baby?” cooed Joyce, her face glowing with energy and pure enjoyment.

”Oh yes, oh yes,” Faith nodded. “So good.” Faith eased her hips up and then pushed down, enjoying her walls fluttering around the cock, already excited at the thought of cumming again.

“How about now?” Buffy queried as she wrapped a lithe arm around the younger Slayer’s trim waist and pushed forward, shooting past her sphincter in one domineering motion.

”OH!” Faith threw her head back and wailed as the other Slayer filled her up to the hilt in her tight ass. “OH!”

“Faith,” Joyce pushed her hips up and her cock into Faith. “I’m waiting.”

“Yes, Mrs. Summers.” Faith began riding the middle-aged woman positioned beneath her, moaning slightly as Joyce’s wrinkled palms slid up her trembling midsection to cup her jiggling jugs. “Oh,” she whimpered with delight as the witch’s fingers expertly pinched her nips, pleasure radiating through her pert bust. “Oh.”

”Take it,” Buffy instructed, her blonde counterpart waited to catch her going up from Joyce, sliding through her ass like a stake through a vampire, the trio soon finding a practiced rhythm. “You like it hard don’t you dirty girl?” Faith’s eyes glazed over as once again she felt both sets of her inner walls clenching and heating around the rods that were stuffing her full. “Take it you dirty little tramp!”

“Oh yes!” Faith whinnied like a well-trained horse as Joyce slid a hand down her belly and delved into her pink folds, her finger pressing and rubbing with expert precision against her bouncing pleasure button. “Yes!” Her holes tightened still further until she thought they’d snap off the pricks inside her. “Yes!” She squealed as her juices waterfalled out, splattering Mrs Summers and herself.

“Buffy,” Faith heard Joyce speak as the older Slayer grabbed her by her sweaty flanks and lifted her off the California housewife, “lie Faith on the table, time for a face fucking I think.”

Faith gasped as Buffy uncermonially dumped her on the table, then knelt between her lewdly spread legs and drove her cock back home with enough force to lift the busty Bostonian half off the table. Faith gasped with the violence of her fellow Slayer’s attack, each thrust slicing her in two as she took her rampaging pleasure.

And then Faith forgot all about Buffy as Joyce straddled her head, sweat was dripping off the housewife as she grinned down at her newest pet. “Open wide.”

The moment Faith’s curved lips open, Joyce squatted, forcing her length down into Faith’s mouth, her ass bouncing off the Slayer’s forehead as she reached maximum penetration. All the while, the throbbing in her twat continued, Buffy’s hands sliding all around her glistening, sweat-drenched body, the older Slayer expertly increasing her helpless arousal with the slightest touch.

Joyce let out a sigh then began pumping her strap-on in and out of Faith’s stretched to aching mouth. Pain suddenly blazed through her pert chest when the witch reached down and pinched both nipples, her back arching as she thrashed helplessly. Joyce giggled. “Buffy dear, full-speed.” Suddenly the mom was pounding her face, the hard steel driving up and down, choking the Slayer until her vision swam. Faith blinked as juices splattered her face, the mother having clearly cum.

Yet despite that the witch didn’t stop but only increased, the mother squealing excitedly. “Oh my! Oh my!” Faith’s head throbbed and her vision blurred as the juices running down Joyce’s cock, not to mention some of her own juices from before, entered her mouth, the cock shaking energetically as the woman seemed to climax again. Faith moaned, her back arching as Buffy pounded her to another climax, and then the cock in her mouth was gone, leaving her wheezing for air, eyes bulging as she coughed and coughed, head rolling to the side as she gagged, tears running down her mouth.

“Faith,” Joyce patted her on her shoulder, “be a dear and lie on your side.”

”Yes, Mrs. Summers,” Faith croaked through her aching throat, the respect for her harem Mistress and fellow members now ingrained.

”Good girl,” Joyce praised before lying behind her, Buffy taking up position in front of her. The sultry Slayer groaned as both women began thrusting into her curvy beauty with a simultaneous precision that spoke of long experience, the tips of their thick steel sinking deep inside her and rubbing almost together inside her.

“That feels so good,” Faith groaned, her eyes shut, as the two women eased in and out of her, her walls trembling slightly around the mother and daughter combo.

“How about now?” Buffy queried.

”Oh god! Oh god! Fuck me!” Faith gasped and writhed, eyes shooting open as the mother and daughter began fucking their plaything with a violent passion, as if competing to see who could drill her hardest. Sweat flew off the trio’s erotically gyrating bodies; the air filling with the busty beauty’s aroused gasps, and the Californians’ effort-filled grunts. “Ohh! Ohh!” She wailed and whimpered as Buffy buried her face in her tits and began kissing, licking, and suckling on her sensitive boobs while her mother started spanking her pert behind and licking the sweat off her lithely-muscled back.

After about twenty minutes a silent winner had obviously been declared between the two women because Buffy’s lips kissed their way up her neck, the older Slayer’s lips finally finishing up pressed to hers as Joyce worked an expert hand between the two Slayer’s flat bellies and began playing with Faith’s pleasure button. The brunette beauty’s tits bounced as she came, her scream muffled as it flew into Buffy’s mouth, her juices spilling out to soak her fellow Slayer’s artificial cock.

Joyce giggled as she climbed off; the two Slayers were sweatily exhausted, their hearts thundering not only with lust but also fatigue. By contrast all the climaxes Joyce had collected seemed to have energised her. “Buffy, go and sit on the phone table.”

“Yes mom.” Buffy nodded before trotting off and clambering nimbly onto the table, apparently uncaring about the glass window beside her, the light directly above the Slayer bathing her in a golden glow. Man, anyone with a camera and a dirty mind could make a fortune just by standing by that window.

”Faith,” the brunette beauty started when Joyce’s palm cracked against her bubble butt, “get that sweet ass over there and sit it on Buffy’s cock.”

“Yes, Mrs. Summers.” Faith hurried over to the older Slayer.

“Come here bitch,” Buffy reached forward, grabbed her by her waspish waist and lifted her off the ground, up, and then dropped her on her cock, thrusting her hips up to ensure the maximum immediate penetration.

“Oh god!” Faith’s back arched as pain ignited in her anus. “Fuck!” Buffy sure didn’t believe in being gentle with her, from what she’d seen she guessed Buffy didn’t like having another Slayer around, and she was going to make Faith pay for it. “Fuck!” The busty brunette’s rosy lips parted in a curse when Buffy’s hands began dragging her down the cock, the blonde’s hips rising to force the cock still deeper as fast as possible. “Oh!”

“Oh I do love watching my girls play,” Joyce purred as she strode up and stroked first Faith and then Buffy’s faces, the sound of their panting filling the air. “My special girls.”

Faith moaned as Joyce thrust into her, her velvet insides rippling around the now very familiar cock. Joyce’s hands joined Buffy’s around Faith’s waist, pulling the girl entrapped between them up and down with ever greater momentum. Both of the women thrust their cocks up in unison as they dragged Faith down to meet them, the busty brunette writhing and dancing on their probing members like a sexy puppet. Then Joyce lowered her head and bit her right nipple hard enough to draw a trickle of blood.

”Oh, oh, oh,” Faith’s full lips parted in a whimper as pain flashed through her tit.

”Delicious,” Joyce giggled before teasingly licking across to Faith’s other wildly bouncing breast and sinking her teeth into her nipple like she was a high-class restaurant’s finest cut of meat.

Even as pain rippled through her other tit, Buffy’s hand glided down her belly, the blonde’s mom continued to hungrily bite at Faith’s tits, feasting on her delicious breasts with a cannibal’s eagerness. “Oh, oh,” Faith panted and moaned after every bite, then promptly forget all about them when Buffy grabbed her clit and twisted.

“Who’s the slut?” Buffy demanded as she thrust into Faith’s split ass-cheeks.

”I am!” Faith squealed as she bounced up and down on the two cocks, the duelling phalluses only separated by a now rubbed-raw membrane.

”I can’t hear you!” Buffy’s hand crashed into her ass even as her cock drove back into the east coast beauty’s delectable behind. “Who’s the slut?”

“I AM!” Faith screamed. “I’M THE SUNNYDALE SLUT! THE TOWN HO!” Her dark eyes widened as the heat in her cramping belly travelled down to her loins. “AND I’M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!” She screamed as the juices spilt out. “OHHHHH FUCK!”