Freakin Christmas

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Buffy’s POV

Oh god, could I do this again? So soon? I didn’t think I could feel my legs. Oh yes, I could, she was straddling one.

“I want to fuck you B. I want to taste your pussy, on my tongue, in my mouth.” She was sliding against me. She bent down to kiss me and mumbled, “Do you want that?”

Uh…yeah. Of course I do. I thought of something clever to say. “Uh-huh.” I nodded. See, clever.

She was moving faster; there was none of the gentleness of before. Scooting down my body. Biting, licking any nip of skin she could find. “I’ve been wanting to taste you since I first met you. I’ve thought about it. About eating your pussy. I’ve imagined what it would taste like.” She was licking my stomach. I wanted to die – but in the good way. Yep I could do this again.

She moved lower. She was hovering. Tease, I thought. She looked up at me and winked and then lowered her head. Oh god. My legs tensed at the first breath. She was blowing air on my pussy.

“mmmph,” I mumbled, involuntarily bucking my hips toward her mouth.

She laughed, that deep throaty laugh she has, and I felt myself getting wetter. Was that even possible?

Her tongue. God, her tongue was running up and down my slit. She was moaning with each stroke and I could feel the vibrations on my pussy.

“Oh god Faith,” I couldn’t help it; I had to say her name. Did that make me sound like a porn star? Oh, I don’t care.

She was moving her tongue back and forth, up and down. Almost lazily. Did she want me to beg? I would beg, don’t worry.

She thrust her tongue inside me. Fast. I wasn’t expecting it. Fuckkkkkkkk…I couldn’t think.

Wait, why did she stop? She was still holding her tongue inside. All of a sudden she jerked away.

“What….” I didn’t get to finish.

She rose up, “Shh,” she whispered.

What was it? Why did she stop doing…doing that thing…the thing with her tongue? Why was she looking at the door? On her hands and knees above me? Why is she so damn hot?

“You hear that,” she said, turning her head back to me.

“Hear what?” All I heard was the slurping sounds of you eating…Oh, wait I did hear something.

“That…what is that?” She said.

I strained to listen as she moved off of me. Oh, no! Where are you going? What was that? That’s…that’s fucking giggling, that’s what that was.

“Oh…I so do not fucking think so,” I practically screamed. I move Faith off of me and jumped out of bed. Oh wait, I’m naked.

I turn around and she is sitting there staring at me. “Hey, Chill B.” She said, reaching for my arm.

Chill? Was she serious? “Are you serious?” I ripped the sheet out from under her.

She started laughing. Yes laughing. Why was this funny? “Why are you laughing?”

“It’s nothing,” she said stretching out. Oh, she was still naked. God, she was hot. “You’re just cute.”

I turned around. “You think I’m cute?”

She was smiling. She pulled me back towards her. “Oh yeah…cute, hot, sexy,” she ran her hand up my leg, “wet?”

Yep, I was wet. Oh fuck me Faith…wait a minute, fuck me is right. “Arrgh,” I growled, turning around in her grasp and looking at the door. I had forgotten about my agenda of murder. Giggling. Oh, that’s gonna stop.

She pulled the sheet to keep me there, but I just let her keep it. Fuck it. If they wanted to see me naked, they could see me naked.

I went to open the door, but Faith sprinted over and wrapped the sheet back around me before I could. She had pulled my tank top on. Well, at least it wasn’t as tight. She moved back to the bed.

“What?” I screamed, throwing open the door. No one there. I moved out of the room. I’m going to hurt someone.

“B,” I heard Faith whisper.

I turned back to my room, “What?” I …Holy Crap. She was…Was she? She was… running her hand up and down her pussy.

“Come back to bed, baby,” she whispered.

Huh? Yeah. Back to Bed. “Ok,” I mumbled, shutting the door.

“Lock it,” she said.

Lock it, yeah right. Ok. I locked the door. I looked back to my bed. She was licking her fingers. Fuck me, that was hot.

“Drop the sheet and come here,” she said.

Oh don’t worry, I was coming. I hoped.

Faith’s POV

She was so cute when she was pissed. And hot. I shouldn’t have stopped. Dumbass. But hey, at least she was coming back.

“Do you taste good?” She asked.

“Not as good as you.”

She crawled back in bed. She hesitated and looked to the door.

“Fuck them, B” I told her. “They’re just jealous.” Come on, baby.

“What if they heard us?” She asked, still looking at the door.

“I’m sure they did,” I smirked. What if they heard us? What if the neighbors heard us? I think the whole damn town probably heard us. So the fuck what?

“Oh, you don’t think they did, do you?” She looked worried.

I pushed her away. “What the fuck if they did?” Was she embarrassed?

“Oh, Faith…I don’t…” She crawled up to me, “Don’t be mad.”

Don’t bat those eyelashes at me. “I’m not mad,” I huffed. Fuck, yeah I was mad.

“I’m sorry…Faith look at me,” she took a hold of my chin, “Hey, …look at me.” I looked up, “I’m sorry.”

I was not having any of it.

“You’re right,” she said pushing me down, “Fuck them.”

Nope, you are not going to use sex to …oh wait, that felt good. No, I was mad. I tried to push her off.

She sat atop me, “Hey…don’t be all mad. I’m so wet. What do I have to do? You want me to finish it?” She asked. Finish what?

Oh, I know. She was rubbing her pussy with her fingers. Sitting on my stomach. I grabbed her. Fuck being mad, who has time?

She giggled as I grabbed her. She moved to lie down, but I stopped her. “Nope…” She looked at me quizzically. “Come her,” I pulled her towards me as I lay on my back.

“What?”

I pulled her up. Scooting her towards my face. She was looking at me funny. “Sit here,” I pointed to my chin.

“Are you serious?”

What the hell? “Don’t I look serious?” I said. I was rubbing her pussy with my fingers. That’s it, moan for me B.

“Ok.” She moved to straddle my face. Oh, fuck yeah. This was heaven.

“You’re not going to hurt me, B.” I told her, noticing her still hesitating.

I pulled her pussy to my mouth. God, I could get used to this. I started licking slowly. She was still wet. And she was sitting on my face. Did I mention that?

“God Faith…I can’t..you…Oh…” Incoherent sentences, that’s what I liked. That’s right B, I thought, shoving my tongue inside her. “Fuck…fuck…fuck…”

Yep, that’s what I’m doing. Fucking you with my tongue. I moaned into her pussy. I couldn’t get enough of her. I could feel her juices all over my chin. Running down my throat.

I reached around and began rubbing her clit with my fingers, barely touching her. I was holding her hips with my other hand. She was thrusting into my face. Hard, now. I guess she wasn’t so worried about hurting me anymore. Not that she was hurting me – not in a bad way anyway.

I continued to fuck her with my tongue. In and out. I was pressing my whole face into her pussy. Holding her to me. She grabbed the headboard above me. She was pressing down so hard into my face. I could feel her grinding into my chin. It was nasty. (And yeah, there is a good kind of nasty. If you don’t know what that is, well I feel sorry for ya.) And hot. What a sight this was. I wish Anya and the rest of those fuckers could see this. No more holding hands under the cover baby. Buffy Summers was fucking my face and I couldn’t get enough of it. I began rubbing her clit harder, rolling it around my fingers. She moved one of her hands to her pussy and began to help me. Fuck me, she’s killing me.

“Oh fuck…fuck…right there Faith…right…fuck…oh god…I..I…” That’s it baby, come for me. “Fuck Faithhhhhhhhhhh…” Her pussy began pulsing around my tongue, trying to get it deeper insider her. I was pushing so far into her I could feel every part of her on my tongue. I wanted to drown in her. She was literally humping my face and I couldn’t get enough of it.

“Yes,” she screamed, and thrust one last time. I moved both of my hands to her hips and held her there. Pushing my tongue in as far as I could get. I could taste her cum. The thickness, how much wetter she was. She was pressing as hard as she could into my mouth and I was pressing as hard as I could into her pussy. I couldn’t breathe, and I so didn’t care.

“Oh god…” She breathed out, slowing down. I rubbed her clit one last time and took my tongue out of her. I lifted her up a little and started licking all of her wetness off of her.

“Mmmm…” I looked up and saw her looking down at me, “that was, fuck, that was…I don’t know what that was,” she said, moving off of me.

Oh come back, I wanna do that all night long.

“I don’t think I could take it,” she said, snuggling up to my side. Take what? Did I say that out loud?

She wrapped her arms around me and threw a leg over mine. Turning on her side, she nuzzled her nose near my ear. “I love you, Faith,” she said.

My heart stopped. Literally, I think it stopped. I must have seemed freaked out, cause she went to pull away.

I pulled her closer to me. Pulled her on top of me. Stay right there. “I love you too,” I told her.

She bent down to kiss me. I pushed her hair away from her face. God, she really was beautiful. “I’ve always loved you. But you knew that, didn’t you?” I asked her.

She put her head on my shoulder, and wrapped her arms around my side, straddling my legs. “Yes.” She whispered. She nuzzled my neck again, “Can I sleep like this for a while?” She asked.

“You can stay there forever, if you want,” I said wrapping my arms around her.