Breaking Faith

7. Breaking Him In

“Damn him!” Faith trembled as she dropped to her knees at the slamming front door. When Willow as angry, Faith got it worse than normal. “How dare he!”

“Hello Mistress,” Faith kept her eyes fixed on the lounge’s carpet.

”Hello dear,” Willow stroked the submissive Slayer’s silky black hair. “I’ve had quite the day.” Faith swallowed as the red-head’s cool palm snaked down her neck to gently rub her right breast, nipple hardening at the tender touch. The only trouble was, Faith didn’t know when the temperamental witch might turn suddenly violent. “There’s this boy, Andrew, a quite pathetic excuse of a man, who keeps giving MY Xander the cow eyes. I’m quite sick of it.” Willow giggled suddenly. “I was going to take it out on you, but I’ve suddenly got a far better idea. You can clear this up for me.”

“Mistress?”

Willow stared at her. “He isn’t gay, he’s just undecided.” Faith shivered at the witch’s suddenly malicious sneer. “And you better decide him he’s straight. Or else.”

* * *

Faith stood at the sound of feet on the stairs and quickly glanced in the full-length mirror. She was wearing a black silk robe that hung down to her mid-thighs and a blue thong underneath that cut into her crotch, creating an alluring camel-toe.

At the knock on the door, she stalked over and opened it. “Hey,” remembering her role for the night, she smiled at Willow. “ Is this him?”

“Yeah,” Willow ruffled the hair of the short, scrawny teen beside her. “ This is Andrew. Andrew,” the witch reached forward and unfastened the beautiful Slayer’s robe. Andrew gasped as it fell open. Faith shrugged the robe off, it slid to the ground, revealing her sleek lines and full beauty. “Meet Toy, her kink is breaking virgins.”

Andrew gulped as he forced his eyes up from the sexy siren’s high breasts to her face. “Hey,” he whispered. Andrew looked towards Willow. “I….I don’t know.”

Faith grabbed Andrew’s wrist. “Just give me a chance,” she pleaded, her free hand gently massaging the man’s chest. Not exactly Vin Diesel, the buxom beauty noted. “A good looking guy like you,” she purred. “I just gotta add your cherry to my collection.”

The teen licked his lips, a look of eagerness competing with worry on his face. After a second, he nodded. “O…okay.”

Willow beamed and clapped her hands together, practically jumping up and down on the spot. “Wonderful.” Willow ran a hand over the male’s crotch. “And just to make sure you don’t have any problems, that spell should keep you nice and stiff all night. Bye now!”

Andrew cast a longing glance towards the door before turning back to her, looking like a deer caught in spotlight. “W….where do we start?”

Deciding she definitely didn’t wanna scare the guy, the ebony-eyed temptress put on her little girl act. The east coast beauty casually arched her back, pushing her well-endowed chest out while languidly running her fingers through her full hair. “Anywhere and anyhow you want, Andy. All this is yours for the night, any way you wanna it.”

Andrew gulped. “I’m sorta new at this.”

“’Kay,” Faith lightly trailed her fingers down the teen’s right cheek before kissing his left. “How about we make out?” Without waiting for an answer, she began to kiss the virgin’s neck. Taking one hand, she pulled it up her body, placing it on her right tit. “Have a feel, baby,” she whispered into the teen’s ear. “It belongs to you for the night, might as well make use.”

After a second Andy pinched her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulled. Faith winced inwardly as pain shot through her tit, but didn’t correct her student, not wanting to freak him out. “So good,” she whimpered.

Bolstered by her encouragement, the youth grabbed her hooters and began to squeeze them, rolling her fleshy mounds in her fingers. “Oh yeah,” Faith began to run her hands Andrew’s hair even as she trailed kisses across his chin. Her companion’s hands still exploring her chest’s many charms, the in-training Bostonian stepped into the man, pressing her naked body to his clothed one. “Tonight, this is all yours,” she muttered. Straddling his left thigh, she began to rub and grind herself against it, her breath coming in feigned pants. “I gonna hump your balls off,” she huskily promised before crushing her full lips to his.

The dark-eyed beauty first teased the youth by easing her tongue across first his top and then his bottom lip before plunging her tongue deep into his ready mouth. Her hands dropped to his shirt, tugging at the buttons.

Working her hands inside his clothes, Faith’s palms rubbed at the skinny man’s chest. She attempted to pull away from the kiss, but Andrew followed. The sultry Slayer laughed and put her hands on the short man’s shoulders, pushing him away before starting to kiss her way down his neck, palms still rubbing his chest. Kissing her way back up his neck, she slowly ran the tip of her tongue across his jaw-line before kissing him again, her lips to his.

After pulling away, she trailed a line of kisses down the man’s torso. Dropping to her knees, she unfastened his belt with her hands even as she took the short man’s zipper between her teeth and tugged it down.

Andrew gasped as his pants fell to his ankles, his hands now stroking at her glossy locks. The busty temptress took the hem of the geek’s Spiderman boxer shorts and pulled them down.

Faith sighed inwardly at Andrew’s five inch cock. She wasn’t gonna get much of a screw from that. “Sorry.”

Faith looked at the boy’s embarrassed mutter, a sudden wave of sympathy hitting her. It wasn’t this guy’s fault she was in this position. “Hon,” the curvy temptress gently flicked out her tongue, licking his piss-slit up and down, “ain’t size that’s important.” Although personally she loved the feel of an ten-incher ripping her pussy open. “It’s knowing how to use it. And by the end of tonight you will.” Remembering her role, the beauty looked up submissively. “Please may I suck you off?”

The teen nodded. Faith slowly leaned forward and began to tenderly kiss the boy’s stubby member as she took his hairy balls in her hand and began squeezing and stroking them. “Ooooooh,” the youth grunted, his hands unconsciously tugging on her hair.

Faith swiped her tongue all over the twitching cock, covering it in her salvia. Bending her head back and shuffling nearer, she took his balls in her mouth, her own hands instinctively sliding down her taut belly to play with her pussy, suddenly turned on by her degradation. After a few seconds stroking the underside of the teen’s nuts with her soft tongue, she sucked on them for a whole minute before releasing them from her mouth. “Oh god,” Andrew panted dog-like.

After a brief smile up at the awestruck virgin, the curvy brunette swallowed him to the root with an easy gulp, having deep-throated cocks twice its size. Her tongue swirled eagerly around the member for a minute or so before starting to bob her head up and down his cock, lustrous mane swinging wildly with the motion.

”So good,” Andrew moaned, hips arching to meet her, spittle-soaked balls slapping against her chin’s dimple. In just a few minutes the youth came, his cum hitting the back of the brunette’s throat.

Once the man had finished shooting his salty load, Faith dutifully cleaned up after herself, licking and sucking the cock clean before pulling her head back, dick popping out of her mouth. “You like that?” she whispered, voice filled with seductive promise.

“Yeah.” The youth stroked her hair. “It was amazing. What,” the teen gulped, Adam’s Apple bouncing, “are we going to do next?”

The busty beauty noted that true to Willow’s words, Andrew’s cock was already stiff. In answer to the boy’s question, Faith dropped onto her back, pulled her thong off, and parted her legs, planting her feet apart. “Climb on board stud.”

Andrew gulped before quickly kneeling between her legs. The teen stared down at her nubile body, eyes filling with lust. “Oooooh,” the Slayer moaned, back arching when the youth’s hands slid up her flat belly to caress her breasts, kneading the plump flesh. “Aaaah.” Her whimpers increased when the boy began to play with her nipples, rubbing one between his thumb and forefinger, and tugging on the other. The curvy Slayer wriggled impatiently when the youth changed over. This was all well and good, but it wasn’t getting the job done. “I wanna feel you inside me,” the Boston Slayer purred, “fucking me like the dirty little slut I am.”

”Okay,” the boy muttered. The kid stared down at her pussy. Faith moaned, chest rising, when the teen took her clit between his thumb and finger, and pulled, twisted, and tugged. Andrew grinned at her reaction, continuing to play with her nubbin until it was throbbing with need.

“Ohhhh, so good.” Faith’s back arched as she felt the boy rub his dick up and down her slit. “Give it to me good, fuck your dirty tramp!” Her dirty talk inflamed Andrew’s lust. The boy buried himself in her with one thrust. “That’s it Andy, show me what ya got, make me beg for more!”

Andrew slowly withdrew his cock, leaving only the tip in before thrusting all the way back in. Faith faked a moan as he ground his cock from side to side inside her, balls rubbing against her full ass. “Oh Andy,” she cooed, “it feels so good. But I want more.”

The boy pulled out and thrust back in, his momentum increasing. His confidence growing, the boy reached up and began to fondle the beauty’s ripe melons, his hips powering up and down. “Like that, you mean?”

“Oh yes,” Faith moaned. “Tell me what you want to do to your wanton bitch!”

“I’m gonna,” the boy’s reply reply was interrupted by a grunt. “Take full advantage of Willow’s spell.” The boy’s throbbing member pounded Faith’s hot pussy, the Bostonian temptress squeezing her cunt muscles around his dick. “I’m gonna fuck you,” Faith thrust her hips up to greet the invader. “In every position imaginable.”

“Oh yes!” Faith threw her head back and screamed. Sensing the teen was about to cum, the beautiful Slayer faked an orgasm. Clenched fists pounded the mattress as she shrieked repeatedly as the gasping boy pumped his seed into her thrashing body.

The boy pulled out of her snatch with a pop and rolled onto his back beside her on the bed. “Get on my cock.”

Noting the nervousness had been replaced by assertiveness, Faith obeyed. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, the busty warrior squatted above Andrew’s groin, grabbed a hold of the teen’s cum-slicked dick, pointed its head at her cunt, and slowly sunk onto it. Faith shook her head, lustrous locks cascading down her shoulders, tickling the lightly-tanned flesh, before starting to pump up and down on the man’s cock, hips rhythmically working.

For a while Andrew was just content to watch the Bostonian beauty, his hands gripping onto her tiny waist. The way her full tits bounced, her lithe body gleamed with sweat, and her full lips parted in whimpers and grunts. Then he spoke. “Lean over.” The young man licked his lips. “I wanna play with your hooters some more.”

“Sure honey.” Faith smiled down at the now deflowered virgin. Placing her hands on the mattress by Andy’s shoulders, she leant forward to give Andy what he wanted while smoothly continuing to power her hips up and down, riding his cock with a well-oiled efficiency. “Remember,” the brunette beauty nipped the youth’s ear with her teeth, “tonight I’m yours to use any way you want it. Any fantasy you’ve ever had. Any porno you’ve seen. I’ll do it and love every minute, ‘cause it’s you.”

Andrew didn’t answer. He was too busy taking advantage of the Slayer sex-toy’s big tits dangling in his face. The moment the east coast bombshell’s tits were in range, Andrew took one of her cherry-brown nipples in his mouth and started suckle on it like a breast-feeding baby. Her other tit wasn’t neglected, Andrew eagerly grabbed it, squeezing and tugging at the well-rounded flesh.

After a few minutes her partner swapped tits. Faith took this as a sign to increase her speed, driving her pelvis down like a hammer hitting a nail, her nubile body slapping into Andrew. Suddenly Andrew bit down on her nipple, making her wince at the pain lancing through her magnificent mammary. “Ah crap!”

At that very moment her partner arched up into her, their bellies smacking together as he shot his seed into the brunette before sinking back onto the bed, breath coming in pants. The dark-haired beauty lay on top of her partner, meekly allowing Andrew’s clammy hands access to her charms, pulling on her nips, grabbing her tits, tousling her hair, and squeezing her pert ass’ firm globes. “What do you wanna do next Andrew?” Faith timidly asked.

“On your hands and knees, please.”

“Sure Andy.” Faith quickly climbed off the boy and moved her glistening body into the ordered position, hips arching backwards so her cute little ass was sticking up invitingly. The sultry Slayer looked over her shoulder and winked. “Ready when you are boss.”
An eager look on his face and his member already stiff, Andrew bounded to her feet. “It’s all yours stud,” the sexy Bostonian purred, “give it to me good.”

“Be quiet.”

Faith’s mouth clamped shut. From terrified to nervous to confident to commanding, it seemed Andy was getting into this. “Sorry.”

The ravishing brunette felt Andy’s hands at her shoulders then slide slowly down her sweat-slicked back. Then the teen grabbed her well-rounded ass, the smooth flesh rolling through his fingers as he leisurely squeezed it before yanking her cheeks apart. “OOOOO.” Faith groaned as the teen released and slapped her right cheek. “That’s right Andy, show this bitch who the boss is.”

The boy didn’t reply, his hands moving to her slender hips. “Uuuu.” The busty Slayer grunted when the boy yanked her hips backwards and his own forward to impale her on his cock. The teen began to steadily thrust in and out of the Bostonain’s drenched fuck channel, Faith’s moans increasing with every thrust. “Spank your naughty girl Andy!” Faith implored, something dark within her awakening. “Show your dirty skank who’s in charge here!”

The big-chested brunette’s dirty talk provoked the youth. “You want a spanking?” Faith shuddered when the flat of Andrew’s hand cracked into her right cheek. “Like that?”

“Oh yes.” Faith moaned. She knew full well men like Andy loved to be in control. Give him what he wanted in the best night of his life, and he’d soon know what he wanted, girls rather than guys. “But I need more!”

“Okay.” The boy panted. His hand smashed into her left cheek.

Faith wriggled her beautiful butt temptingly. “I thought you were in charge?” she taunted. “Am I too much for you?”

“No.” Now the youth started to rein down slaps on her jiggling ass, alternating between her bouncing cheeks, even as his cock continued to plunder her pussy. Becoming more and more turned on, god what had Willow done to her, the gorgeous Slayer thrust her hips back to meet both her punishment and her pleasure. Beads of sweat rolled down her face, and the air was filled with the sounds of their grunts and flesh colliding with flesh. “Oh yes!” Faith moaned as her domineering companion’s hot seed pumped into her snatch. For a few seconds the boy remained inside her, the only sound his heavy breathing. Then he spoke. “Stay here.”

The busty Slayer obeyed. After a couple of seconds, Andy pulled out. The sultry beauty shuddered as the boy reached beneath her and gently stroked her taut stomach before sliding his hands up to her bountiful breasts. “I said stay still.”

”Sorry Andrew.” Faith whispered. She realised then Willow had broken her, she wanted this, wanted Andrew to treat her like a piece of meat, craved it even. He could do anything to her, just as long as it pleased Willow.

“That’s alright,” the newly confident Andre kissed her neck. The teen’s hands moved back down the Slayer’s wantonly curvy body to caress the glowing cheeks of her sluttishly upraised ass. “What’s it like,” she moaned when the youth pulled her ass cheeks apart, “being fucked in the ass?”

Faith looked over her shoulder at the youth. “My ass is even tighter than my pussy. And what’s good for you is great for me.”

Andrew smiled. “In that case.” Faith purred when the teen began to gently run his palms up and down her sensually-curved hamstrings. Faith started when the youth gave each glute a couple of slaps. “Got you well-trained haven’t I?”

“Yes Andy,” Faith nodded submissively. “Anything you want, you can do it to me. I’m totally your bitch.”

“Good,” Faith yelped as Andrew savagely entered her rectum. “Oh boy,” the teen moaned as he ground his cock inside of her, balls rubbing against her mons. “You’re so warm and tight.” After a minute or so stretching her, the youth pulled out only to thrust back inside.

Once the dark-haired beauty had gotten use to her buggering, she cocked her left leg up like a dog pissing against a wall. “Fingers,” she grunted pleadingly, “in my pussy.”

“Oh yes,” Faith gasped breathlessly. The boy slowly trailed his hand up the inside of her out-stretched thigh. “Please Andy,” she begged as the boy continued to brutally ream her fine ass. The busty brunette’s prayers were answered when first one finger, then two, and finally a third started to stab in and out of her pussy, stretching her fuck-channel, the boy’s thumb clumsily rubbing against her clit. “Yes Andy!” Faith yelped as she started to propel her body backwards to ensure maximum stuffing of her holes.

Sweat dripped off the sex-crazed Slayer, her biceps writhing with every propulsion of her glistening body. Sensing her nearing climax, she increased her efforts, grunting with every thrust, her long locks whipping wildly, and clenching her pussy and anal muscles around her welcomed intruders.

The moment her companion began to cum, Faith’s orgasm also ripped through her. “FUCCCCK! YESSSSSS!” The wave of pleasure caused the raven-haired bombshell’s arms to buckle under her, slumping her face-down on the bed, Andy’s fingers and cock still inside his slut. Faith lay patiently on the bed, the man on top of her, awaiting her next instructions.

Faith groaned when the man pulled out of her and sat on the bed beside. His hands began to stroke the once-defiant Slayer’s lustrous hair for a few seconds before trailing them down the Bostonian’s well-defined back. Faith wriggled when the teen began to play with her fleshy rump. “Still.”

“Yes Andy.” Faith obeyed like the good little girl Willow had created, enduring the fingers of the man her owner had gifted her to probing her ass. Next he began to caress her butt, first stroking the cheeks, then kneading them between his fingers, all combining to make Faith pant in renewed arousal. She needed cock, she needed to be used.

”Ha!” Andrew laughed. “Do you want some more?” Faith stared greedily at Andrew’s glistening cock and nodded. Andrew grinned at her. “I can’t get enough of you either. So if you’re ready, I’m ready.”

“In that case,” moving as fast as light, Faith leapt onto Andrew’s waiting cock, eagerly impaling herself on him, wrapping her slender legs around him. Faith grinned at the young man even as she pressed her ample titties to him, long nipples hardening at the friction. “Let’s go!” She declared, hands reaching around to stroke his back.

”Wow!” Andrew gasped. “You’re really into this!”

“Yeah!” Faith began to kiss Andrew’s neck, licking at the sweat lingering there. The ebony-eyed beauty trailed her hands down her companion’s back and took a hold of his ass, squeezing and fondling the cheeks. Andy responded by reaching around and starting to spank her invitingly upturned ass. “Give it to me, baby!” The blows cracking down on her ripe rump encouraged the willing fuck-toy to even greater efforts, making her hips thrust up and down, sweat flying off her nubile perfection, and hair swinging wildly. Andrew responded by thrusting up into her. “That’s right honey, fuck your bitch!”

While Andy spanked her ass with his right hand, he slid his left up her perspiring, undulating belly to her firmly pert funbags, groping and pinching the breast, occasionally tugging on or twisting her nipples. Faith groaned as pain shot through her tits. “That’s good Andy,” Faith implored into the boy’s ear as she continued to bounce up and down on him, “treat me like the dirty whore I am!”

Suddenly Andy grunted bit down on her shoulder, his cock pumping his seed into her enthusiastic snatch. Seconds later Faith came with a grunt, slumping forward on her partner. For a moment there was nothing but heavy breathing.

After she’d regained her breath, the brunette plaything nimbly climbed off Andrew and stepped, eyes seductively fixed on the ex-virgin. Shaking her head so her bunched up hair dropped down and sensually tickled her back, Faith slid her right hand between her legs, fingering her pussy. With her left, she cupped her left jug and pinched her nipple. “Please Andy,” she turned around, placed her hands on the wall and spread her legs, sexily-curved ass upraised to invite cock. The Slayer looked over her shoulder and fluttered her long eyelashes. “I need you inside me. Take me.”

Eyes gleaming with lust, Andrew leapt to his feet and rushed over. “You want some more do you?”

“Yes Andy,” Faith nodded then whined as Andrew reached around to grab two handfuls of perfect tit. “I’m your slut,” the sultry beauty confirmed, submitting to a man that the old Faith wouldn’t have even looked at much less debased herself before. “I need you,” she continued, knowing he could degrade her in any way he wanted and she’d just beg for him to do worse. “I want you to use me.”

“Okay.” Faith moaned and groaned when Willow’s friend slid two fingers back into her twat, and pulled her cunt lips apart, sperm leaking out. “In that case,” she panted when the boy rammed his cock home, his stomach slapping against her ass, “I better give you what you want.”

“Oh Andy,” Faith moaned deep in her throat. It seemed Andrew had learnt his lessons well. Instead of going off at a frantic pace, the teen took his time, building up a steady pace as he worked his meat in and out of her. At the same time, Andrew wrapped one hand around her tiny waist to grab her clit between his finger and thumb, squeezing, pinching, and twisting her nubbin. “Oh Andy.” Faith shuddered as further waves of pleasure washed over her. His other hand moved unceasingly around the Boston slut’s sensual curves, squeezing at her tits, tousling her long locks, and spanking her high rump. “Oh Andy.”

All this, the heavily perspiring and panting Faith took because she was getting when she needed. A thorough fucking. “Oh Andy,” Faith moaned as her pussy began to convulse around the boy’s keen cock, setting off his own climax, cum jetting into her. Legs trembling, she looked over her shoulder and pressed her lips to his, working her expert tongue into his mouth even as he continued to play with the Slayer slut’s many charms.

Breaking off from the kiss, Faith looked down. Reaching down to Andrew’s groin, the Slayer ran her fingers up and down the boy’s cum-slicked rod before lifting her hand back up and slowly licking her fingers clean, savouring the salty taste. “Please Andy,” she purred, “can I have more cock.”

Andy licked her lips. “You’re a nympho aren’t you,” he accused.

Faith dropped to her knees and looked up. No longer was she playing a role expected by her mistress, she was the slut, a willing toy for anyone Willow chose to give her to. “Yes Andy,” she nodded. “But only for you, I’m your bitch.”

“Okay.” Faith gasped when Andy grabbed her hair. The beautiful Bostonian allowed her owner for the night to half-drag, half-crawl her to the bed. “Get on the bed.”

The sex-crazed Bostonian quickly crawled onto the bed. Grabbing the bed’s two pillows, the busty beauty placed them under her lower back while lying on the edge of the bed, legs hanging off. The position left her dripping twat pointing brazenly upwards. “Andy,” Faith looked up at the youth stood drinking in her wanton beauty, “take my ankles and lift them onto your shoulders.” The Slayer licked her full lips. “Then fuck me hard.”

Her companion grinned before snatching the slutty brunette’s ankles and placing them on her shoulders. There was a long silence as the boy stared at the dark-haired beauty’s already soaked snatch before thrusting his hard rod into her.

This time the youth fucked her at a frenetic pace, but Faith didn’t care. In her primitively carnal state, fast, slow, tender, rough, fat, thin, short, tall, dirty, clean, rich, poor. It didn’t matter who was inside her, just as long as she got to cum, just like the good old days.

Noticing Andy’s eyes were fixed on the mesmerising sight of his cock pistoning out of her trembling twat, Faith began to talk, her voice a suggestive husk. “That’s right Andy,” she began, one hand sliding down her glistening, writhing body to spank her clit, the other playing with her ample boobs, rolling the tender flesh around. “That’s you, your cock, pounding the shit out of your hot little tramp! Fuck me hard baby!” The boy didn’t answer, but he did speed up the ferocity of his fucking until the sweat was flying off their joined bodies and the air filling with her panting and his grunting.

“Ahhhhh!” Faith’s back arched off the pillows, her pussy contracting. The ebony-eyed warrior thrashed about wildly, hands slapping on the mattress and tits jiggling delightfully. “Yes! Andy you’re,” she screamed as Andrew came inside her, “you’re doing this baby, you’re making your fat-titted slut cum!”

For a while Faith just laid there, the man stood over the bed looking down at her. “You want some more?” Faith nodded at Andrew’s question. The youth smiled. “I want to hear you beg for it.”

A thrill ran through the once-sassy trailer trash. Andrew was going to make her grovel to be used by him? Oh god, she almost came at the very thought. “Oh please Andy,” she moaned. “I need to feel you in me, giving it to your slut.” Faith rolled onto her front, breasts pressing into the bed, and her ass and pussy jutting up, the pillows now wedged under her belly. “Please Andy, look at the position I’m in. I need your cock.” She just loved the way he understood how lucky she was Willow had given her to him. “Use me in any way you want. I’m begging you to fuck me, honey. I’m so horny for your cock.”

“Okay.” Andrew clambered onto the bed and moved behind her. Faith whined deep in her throat when Andrew placed his hands on the Slayer Beauty’s vulnerable ass and began to alternately gently stroke and savagely spank her jiggling cheeks.

“Oh yes,” Faith’s full lips parted in a low moan when the young man roughly yanked her cheeks apart and filled her tiny bunghole with his cock, powering his member in and out of her. “Give it to me good! Show your bitch who’s boss!”

Spurred on by the busty slut’s exhortations, Andrew savaged her ass, squatting up and down above her, legs astride as his prick piledrove her sweet ass. Faith panted with arousal, loving the way Andy used her. In her position there was little she could do add to the intensity, but she tried to push upwards as much as she could.

”Oh god!” Faith smiled up at Andrew as his cum jetted into her anus, leaking down her silky legs.

Once Andrew had pulled out and sunk onto his knees beside her, Faith rolled onto her back. She smiled when Andrew trailed a hand across her taut stomach, the slightest touch making it quiver. “Andrew,” she said breathlessly.

”Quiet,” the newly-assertive boy ordered.

Faith immediately quietened, loving how Andrew understood her place. The boy’s hand worked its way up to her prize jugs. Faith wriggled helplessly as the youth played with his slut’s assets, fondling and slapping the perfectly rounded tits, tugging, pinching, and twisting her stone-hard nipples. After a few minutes, the youth worked his hand up her face, trailing his fingers across the gorgeous Slayer’s dimpled jaw sliding two fingers into the brunette’s mouth.

The Slayer immediately began suckling on the fingers, her talented tongue massaging them. At the same time, Andrew’s free hand tousled her glossy locks. With a sigh, her companion withdrew his fingers. “Onto your side.”

Faith beamed as she obeyed, rolling away from the man her mistress had loaned her to. She was gonna get more cock. “Good girl.” Faith beamed at the praise. The once rebellious beauty allowed Andrew to grab the knee of her top leg and lift it up.

“Yes!” Faith gasped when Andrew thrust his meat into her, his stomach slapping into the Slayer’s curvy ass. “Andy!” Faith moaned as the boy snatched hold of her hair and tugged her head back. “Take me baby!”

The boy didn’t need telling twice. He continued to thrust in and out of her warm tightness. The Slayer responded by sliding a hand between her legs and grabbing her clit, pulling and pinching it with every thrust into her cunt while at the same time thrusting her hips down to meet him. The nympho whinnied like a horse when her companion nipped at her naked shoulder with his teeth. “Oh god!” Andrew let out a gasp as he came, shooting salty love-juice into the Slayer’s womb. A few frantic thrusts later and Faith shuddered to a wailing climax. Andrew continued to kiss her bare back for a few seconds before pulling out and rolling onto his back.

The desperate to please Slayer let out a contented sigh, her pussy pleasantly sticky. Rolling over to face the man, she kissed him passionately, fingers tenderly caressing his cheeks. The busty Bostonian giggled as she pulled away, glancing down at his already upright member. Reaching out, she stroked its tip, laughing at its involuntary twitch. “Can I?”

“Sure.”

Faith smirked. “Thanks Andy.” After she’d quickly moved into the reverse cowgirl position, she lowered her dripping pussy onto Andy’s rod. “OOOOO.” The sultry slut moaned as the cock spread her silken folds. “Oh yes,” the dark-haired temptress’ coal-black eyes sparkled when Andy took the opportunity of having her plump ass facing him and started to spank his wilful bitch’s butt. “Thank you Andy,” she murmured with every crack. It was so thoughtful of him to discipline her like this.

Turning her attention back to the screwing in hand, the busty slut began to rotate her pelvis around Andrew’s inserted cock, flexing her tight pussy around him in time with every slap she received. After a few minutes teasing her partner, the Slayer whore picked up the pace lifting her groin off the man, leaving only the tip inside before driving it back down, eagerly engulfing Andrew’s throbbing cock.

As the ravishing brunette’s pace increased so did the intensity of her spanking, making Faith’s jiggling ass blaze with pain. Soon the air filled with the sound of Faith’s pained grunting and Andrew’s palms colliding with her pert behind. Sweat flew off her gyrating body, her long tresses whipping wildly from side to side and tits bouncing up and down as her orgasm raced towards her.

Suddenly it hit, wave after wave of pleasure turning her curvy body into a quivering, trembling mess. “Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” the brunette beauty shrieked as Andy’s cock powered his fluid into her drenched twat.

Faith slumped forward on her hands, sweat matted hair hanging over her face, and beautifully-formed chest gasping for air. As she climbed off Andrew, cum dripping out of her, she was uncomfortably aware of the pain in her ass. But then it was a small price to pay for being shown her place.

Turning around, she looked adoringly at Andrew. “What next?”

Faith moaned when Andrew took one of her thick pussy lips between his forefinger and thumb, and tugged on it, sending a jolt of arousal through her crotch. “What do you want me to do?”

The Slayer leered up at the boy as she placed a pillow beneath her smooth, well-rounded ass, tilting her pussy upwards and pulling her knees up into her ample chest, tightening her pussy and pushing her cervix forward. “Give it to me, Andy,” the Slayer slut pleaded. The busty beauty fixed the man with the little girl look that had been getting her what she wanted off guys and girls for a decade. “I need you inside of me,” the dark-eyed tramp pouted, ruby-red lips pressed together. “And you know how you love pounding me.”

“Okay.” The teen climbed onto her, his weight pressing her knees down onto her, further squashing her ample jugs. His hands either side of her head, Andy plunged into her soft depths.

”Oh yes.” Faith’s coal-black orbs rolled back, her cupid-shaped mouth opening in an aroused whine. The head of the boy’s cock punched against her cervix, jamming against her g-spot. “Please Andy,” the Bostonian slave groaned. “Harder, give it to me harder!”

“You want it?” Faith gasped when Andy pulled out, the tip of his knob teasing her pussy lips and then thrusting back in, hips pistoning forward. “You got it!”

The sultry slut took her fucking like a good little girl, moaning and whimpering as the deflowered virgin pounded in and out of her, the friction in her tight hole building as their glistening bodies crashed together.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” Faith screamed as she came, the Slayer’s convulsing pussy setting off a chain reaction that resulted in the boy yanking his cock out and shooting his love-juices onto her flat stomach. “Oh Andy,” she writhed around as the hot juices splattered onto her, “I’m just your dirty little cum slut.”

The youth grinned as he sat on the edge of the bed. Immediately Faith leapt off and knelt at his feet. Her soft tits rubbing on the carpet as the broken beauty willing grovelled at the man her mistress had loaned her to. “Please Andy,” Faith kissed the youth’s slightly sweaty feet, tongue flicking out of to lick them. “I want more.”

“We sleep.” Andrew tousled his pet’s hair. “You’ve worn me out.”

“Yes Andy.” Faith nodded dutifully even as she stared longingly at Andrew’s cock. “D…did I do something to upset you?”

“No.” Andrew laughed before playfully slapping her titties. “You were amazing. I’m just tired.”

Faith nodded again. They’d been screwing steadily for over six hours, a long time by anyone’s standards, and she was pleasantly full of cum. All his. “Okay,” she crawled onto the bed beside Andrew, placing her head on his shoulder. “But I’ll wake you with a surprise in the morning.”

”A surprise?” Andrew stared at her.

Faith grinned. “You’ll see.”

* * *

Faith yawned as she awoke. The sultry bombshell grinned adoringly at the man laid beside her. Her grin widened as she looked down to see Mistress’ magic was still working, Andy’s dick was still proudly upright. “Yes!”

Faith knelt beside the man and set to work licking up the dried cum staining Andy’s splattered inner thighs. Once she’d cleaned up there, she turned her attention to licking up the dried mess on his lower stomach.

Finally the busty beauty began to run her tongue up and down Andy’s rigid pecker lathering it with spit until every side shone. “What are you doing?”

Faith covered the stiff rod with kisses before looking up at Andrew. “Surprised?” The wanton beauty slid the cock into her mouth and then slowly pulled back, sucking, licking, and slurping all the way. Faith moaned inwardly when Andy began stroking her shoulders. Faith pulled away and looked up when she felt a pair of fingers in her pussy, stretching her silky folds.

Willow grinned back at her. “Don’t let me interrupt you,” the witch ordered. “Keep going.” Faith nodded obediently before returning to the blow-job in hand. Thrusting her hips against the fingers examining her cunny, she began to suck, her tongue sliding all over Andrew’s member. “Has she pleased you?”

”Oh yeah, ahhhhh.” Andrew’s hips bucked as the raven haired temptress swallowed him to the root. “She’s amazing. I definitely prefer girls now.” Faith stayed there until she almost gagged, pulling back to the top for air and starting to bob her head up and down, teeth scraping the youth’s veiny flesh. “OHHHH!” Andy’s hips bucked again as his cock spurted into her mouth.

Faith pulled her mouth off Andy’s cock with a pop, cum dripping from her mouth. She stayed in position as her mistress continued to play with her cunt, mewing slightly at the teasing sensation, occasionally heightened by Willow’s flick of her clit. “So she pleased you?”

“Oh yeah.” Andrew nodded, eyes fixed on Faith’s nubile body shuddering under Willow’s ministrations. His eyes widened as the witch knelt on the bed behind the submissive Slayer and began to fist her. “Wow, you’re really giving it to her.”

“She can take it,” Willow shook her head even as she began twisting and turning her hand inside the writhing Slayer as she pushed in and out, “can’t you, baby?”

“Yessss.” Faith grunted even as she saw the stars of an approaching mega-climax. “Ahhhhh!” Her ripe body trembled as she came around Willow’s fist, her juices spurting out as she came and came, a wordless scream erupting from her ruby-red lips. “Ahhhhhhh!” Then Red grabbed her clit and tugged hard. “Ooooooooo!”

* * *

“Well.” Willow turned to face her. Faith immediately dropped to her knees, hands on her slender thighs, and coal-eyes fixed to the carpet. “How long did you and Andrew screw for?”

“Six hours,” she quickly answered.

“That’s a lot.”

”You told me to show Andrew what a girl can do. And I’m nothing but a dirty slut, so I showed him everything.”

”Ah,” Willow sounded pleased. “It seems you understand.”

“Yes Mistress,” Faith nodded. “I understand now. I’m nothing your bitch.”

“Good girl.” Faith moaned in delight when Willow patted her on the head.

”Thank you mistress.” Faith licked her lips nervously. “Mistress, can Andrew be my Master.”

”Andrew? Your Master?” Willow laughed. “I’m sorry no, Toy. But I might loan you to him sometimes if you’re a very good girl.”

Faith beamed. “Thank you Mistress.”