Private Dance
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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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3,295
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18
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Chapter 5
Title: Private Dance
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Summary: Sequel to “Solo Dance.” AU with Faith as the Slayer. Will Faith become the “First” for Buffy the Private Dancer? You know it!
Rating: NC-17 (Contains graphic depiction of girl-on-girl action)
Pairing: F/B Reference to B/A (Angel is not a vampire)
Cameo: Riley works at the strip club.
Dedication: Electra, for being the first one to feature my fics on their website and for all the “happy” times you’ve given me through your fics. Thanks girl_friend!! ;)
Beta: Val, my mentor.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. You know who owns them. I’m just borrowing and taking them out for some fun.
Chapter 5
Buffy’s POV
Faith’s breasts are perfect, and believe me when I say that; I’ve seen plenty of them to compare with. I want so much to taste them but before I get a chance, she’s fixated on quickly removing my lace panties, my last piece of clothing. I lift my legs high in the air for her to slip them off me. Then instead of letting my legs fall back on the bed, she throws them over her shoulders and lifts my hips even higher.
Oh God, NO, she isn’t. Oh God, YES, she is! She dives right in without hesitation, without any warning and starts eating me out. No one’s ever done this to me before. There have been attempts but I’ve discouraged it, not feeling comfortable enough to be so intimate with anyone.
“Ahhh, Faith.”
Faith is taking what she wants and I’m not about to stop her. I’m getting used to breaking all my rules for her. This feels so incredible and she’s mighty good at it, too. She definitely knows her way around a pussy. I feel her tongue lapping me along my slit while her mouth is sucking me whole. She then moves on to my clit and I gasp for air.
My hand grabs onto the top of her head while my hips instinctively push forward, burying her face even deeper into my pussy. God, if I had known it was this good, I would’ve turned to women a long time ago. But I think only Faith can make me feel this good, make me feel so desired. She’s licking and sucking my clit so masterfully, making me moan uncontrollably.
“Oh baby, you taste so good.” She groans into me in between licks.
I open my eyes to her, not realizing I had them closed all this time. I’m too caught up in savoring the new sensation, not wanting any visuals to corrupt it. But the vision I see isn’t corrupting; it’s erotic. Her eyes are crescent shaped and if my pussy wasn’t in her mouth, I could swear she was smiling. She’s lapping me up with so much enthusiasm; it looks as though she’s enjoying it as much as I am. She’s giving me pleasure that I’ve only dreamed of.
My body position has become so vertical that I’m practically doing a headstand. She’s standing up on her knees holding me tight against her chest and doing wonderful things with her mouth. Then she does the unthinkable. . .her tongue penetrates my tender hole and my hips jerk in response.
“OH YES.”
She’s fucking me with her tongue and it’s driving me crazy, my hips are pumping against her, trying to get her deeper. I’m so close and she knows it, her thrusting doubling in speed. I can’t believe this girl’s stamina. My skin is glowing from the physical exertion and she hasn’t even broken a sweat. She brings her attention back to my clit and I can’t hold it much longer.
My legs squeeze hard together, putting her in a headlock. One last swift lick was enough to put me over the edge. Oh shit, I’m coming! My orgasm ripples through my body as I let out a cry so loud it could’ve been heard over the music.
She releases my engorged clit from her mouth and starts blowing on it, cooling it down, giving me chills and making me miss the warmth of her mouth. I guide her head back down to shelter it in her mouth. Was that me being so bold? She gets the message and is back to business, gently sucking. Her tongue leaving feather-light taps, knowing that was all my swollen hard clit can handle right now.
“Mmm, Faith.”
After a few moments of gentleness, she quickens the pace and increases the pressure. Oh my God, I’m not ready, my body not fully recovered from the first climax and she’s trying to force another one out of me.
“OH NO, I can’t. . .Faith please.”
My pleading doesn’t stop her, because she’s not letting up one bit, continuing to drive me to the brink. I always thought multiple orgasms weren’t physically possible. She’s shattering all my beliefs tonight. My senses go on system overload, no longer able to form a coherent thought. My hand latches onto her head, bunching her hair in a fist. She’s got me speaking in tongues and bucking my hips frantically. Oh God, I feel it coming from deep inside.
“Oh. . .God. . .Oh God. . .OhGodOhGod!” She has me worshipping the Lord and I never even went to Catholic School. With one final leg squeeze, a huge orgasm rip roars through my body, more powerful than the first one. I couldn’t stop myself from screaming. I feel liquid gushing out of me, wetting my surrounding skin, my body totally weak from coming so hard. Oh FUCK, she did it, she fuckin’ did it! Oh my god, this girl is absolutely incredible!
“Come here, please.” I plead with my arms reaching out for her, wanting to feel her body close to mine. She complies this time and lowers my limp legs along with my body back onto the bed and climbs on top of me. I wrap my arms around her, squeezing her tight against me, still trembling from the mind-blowing orgasm.
It took quite some time for my breathing to return to normal. My hands move across her back, amazed at how smooth her skin feels. I really am appreciating being with a woman more and more. My fingers make their way down pass her lower back only to run into the edge of her belt.
“Hey, no fair, why am I the only one naked here?”
“Sorry babe, I was a little busy.” Giving me the most wicked of grins, all smug from having her way with me.
“Well, I’m going to have to fix that.” Summoning up what little energy I have left, my hands focus on unbuckling her belt, wanting nothing more than to please her in return. She reaches down to stop my progress and I’m confused by her rejection.
“You don’t have to, B.”
“But I want to. . .I want to satisfy you.”
“Oh, you already DID, believe me. Besides, I know you must be wiped out from it.”
This girl is amazing, she reads me so well. I really did want to return the favor but my body was exhausted. I think I fell for her even more right then and there. I’ve never met such a giving and unselfish lover before.
“Rain check?”
“You betcha, girlfriend. Better start working on your stamina, cuz I won’t be so easy on ya next time.” She gives me her patented wink.
“Good, I was hoping you weren’t done with me yet.” Teasing her about her “get-gone” philosophy and so happy that what we have is something more than a one-night stand.
“Not by a long shot, B. I’m just warming up.”
Our lips lock in another searing kiss as my hands run through her hair, relieved that I didn’t manage to pull any out. I can taste myself on her lips and surprisingly, I’m not offended by it. Yup, it’s official; I’m a total slut now, being turned on by my own juices.
Before our make-out session can lead to anything more, we’re interrupted by a loud alarm going off. We both look up at the wall clock and notice our time together was up. I let out a big sigh, not wanting to leave her arms so soon, not wanting our night to end just yet.
“Take me home?”
“Sure. You don’t have to finish your shift?”
“No, I want to leave. Besides, I don’t think I can even walk, my legs feel like rubber.”
She smiles, all proud, knowing full well she was the cause of my current state.
“Let’s motor then.”
Author: Lynio (lynio@yahoo.com)
Summary: Sequel to “Solo Dance.” AU with Faith as the Slayer. Will Faith become the “First” for Buffy the Private Dancer? You know it!
Rating: NC-17 (Contains graphic depiction of girl-on-girl action)
Pairing: F/B Reference to B/A (Angel is not a vampire)
Cameo: Riley works at the strip club.
Dedication: Electra, for being the first one to feature my fics on their website and for all the “happy” times you’ve given me through your fics. Thanks girl_friend!! ;)
Beta: Val, my mentor.
Disclaimer: All characters don’t belong to me. You know who owns them. I’m just borrowing and taking them out for some fun.
Chapter 5
Buffy’s POV
Faith’s breasts are perfect, and believe me when I say that; I’ve seen plenty of them to compare with. I want so much to taste them but before I get a chance, she’s fixated on quickly removing my lace panties, my last piece of clothing. I lift my legs high in the air for her to slip them off me. Then instead of letting my legs fall back on the bed, she throws them over her shoulders and lifts my hips even higher.
Oh God, NO, she isn’t. Oh God, YES, she is! She dives right in without hesitation, without any warning and starts eating me out. No one’s ever done this to me before. There have been attempts but I’ve discouraged it, not feeling comfortable enough to be so intimate with anyone.
“Ahhh, Faith.”
Faith is taking what she wants and I’m not about to stop her. I’m getting used to breaking all my rules for her. This feels so incredible and she’s mighty good at it, too. She definitely knows her way around a pussy. I feel her tongue lapping me along my slit while her mouth is sucking me whole. She then moves on to my clit and I gasp for air.
My hand grabs onto the top of her head while my hips instinctively push forward, burying her face even deeper into my pussy. God, if I had known it was this good, I would’ve turned to women a long time ago. But I think only Faith can make me feel this good, make me feel so desired. She’s licking and sucking my clit so masterfully, making me moan uncontrollably.
“Oh baby, you taste so good.” She groans into me in between licks.
I open my eyes to her, not realizing I had them closed all this time. I’m too caught up in savoring the new sensation, not wanting any visuals to corrupt it. But the vision I see isn’t corrupting; it’s erotic. Her eyes are crescent shaped and if my pussy wasn’t in her mouth, I could swear she was smiling. She’s lapping me up with so much enthusiasm; it looks as though she’s enjoying it as much as I am. She’s giving me pleasure that I’ve only dreamed of.
My body position has become so vertical that I’m practically doing a headstand. She’s standing up on her knees holding me tight against her chest and doing wonderful things with her mouth. Then she does the unthinkable. . .her tongue penetrates my tender hole and my hips jerk in response.
“OH YES.”
She’s fucking me with her tongue and it’s driving me crazy, my hips are pumping against her, trying to get her deeper. I’m so close and she knows it, her thrusting doubling in speed. I can’t believe this girl’s stamina. My skin is glowing from the physical exertion and she hasn’t even broken a sweat. She brings her attention back to my clit and I can’t hold it much longer.
My legs squeeze hard together, putting her in a headlock. One last swift lick was enough to put me over the edge. Oh shit, I’m coming! My orgasm ripples through my body as I let out a cry so loud it could’ve been heard over the music.
She releases my engorged clit from her mouth and starts blowing on it, cooling it down, giving me chills and making me miss the warmth of her mouth. I guide her head back down to shelter it in her mouth. Was that me being so bold? She gets the message and is back to business, gently sucking. Her tongue leaving feather-light taps, knowing that was all my swollen hard clit can handle right now.
“Mmm, Faith.”
After a few moments of gentleness, she quickens the pace and increases the pressure. Oh my God, I’m not ready, my body not fully recovered from the first climax and she’s trying to force another one out of me.
“OH NO, I can’t. . .Faith please.”
My pleading doesn’t stop her, because she’s not letting up one bit, continuing to drive me to the brink. I always thought multiple orgasms weren’t physically possible. She’s shattering all my beliefs tonight. My senses go on system overload, no longer able to form a coherent thought. My hand latches onto her head, bunching her hair in a fist. She’s got me speaking in tongues and bucking my hips frantically. Oh God, I feel it coming from deep inside.
“Oh. . .God. . .Oh God. . .OhGodOhGod!” She has me worshipping the Lord and I never even went to Catholic School. With one final leg squeeze, a huge orgasm rip roars through my body, more powerful than the first one. I couldn’t stop myself from screaming. I feel liquid gushing out of me, wetting my surrounding skin, my body totally weak from coming so hard. Oh FUCK, she did it, she fuckin’ did it! Oh my god, this girl is absolutely incredible!
“Come here, please.” I plead with my arms reaching out for her, wanting to feel her body close to mine. She complies this time and lowers my limp legs along with my body back onto the bed and climbs on top of me. I wrap my arms around her, squeezing her tight against me, still trembling from the mind-blowing orgasm.
It took quite some time for my breathing to return to normal. My hands move across her back, amazed at how smooth her skin feels. I really am appreciating being with a woman more and more. My fingers make their way down pass her lower back only to run into the edge of her belt.
“Hey, no fair, why am I the only one naked here?”
“Sorry babe, I was a little busy.” Giving me the most wicked of grins, all smug from having her way with me.
“Well, I’m going to have to fix that.” Summoning up what little energy I have left, my hands focus on unbuckling her belt, wanting nothing more than to please her in return. She reaches down to stop my progress and I’m confused by her rejection.
“You don’t have to, B.”
“But I want to. . .I want to satisfy you.”
“Oh, you already DID, believe me. Besides, I know you must be wiped out from it.”
This girl is amazing, she reads me so well. I really did want to return the favor but my body was exhausted. I think I fell for her even more right then and there. I’ve never met such a giving and unselfish lover before.
“Rain check?”
“You betcha, girlfriend. Better start working on your stamina, cuz I won’t be so easy on ya next time.” She gives me her patented wink.
“Good, I was hoping you weren’t done with me yet.” Teasing her about her “get-gone” philosophy and so happy that what we have is something more than a one-night stand.
“Not by a long shot, B. I’m just warming up.”
Our lips lock in another searing kiss as my hands run through her hair, relieved that I didn’t manage to pull any out. I can taste myself on her lips and surprisingly, I’m not offended by it. Yup, it’s official; I’m a total slut now, being turned on by my own juices.
Before our make-out session can lead to anything more, we’re interrupted by a loud alarm going off. We both look up at the wall clock and notice our time together was up. I let out a big sigh, not wanting to leave her arms so soon, not wanting our night to end just yet.
“Take me home?”
“Sure. You don’t have to finish your shift?”
“No, I want to leave. Besides, I don’t think I can even walk, my legs feel like rubber.”
She smiles, all proud, knowing full well she was the cause of my current state.
“Let’s motor then.”