A little fantasizing first

Willow felt her pussy begin to get incredibly wet. It was a common occurrence when she thought about Xander. When she was around her best friend unbidden lustful images would flood her mind. Standing here in a whore's outfit didn't help.

Though if she knew Xander he was probably downstairs fantasizing about Buffy. Given her outfit he was probably slobbering over her tits. While Buffy was her best friend Willow couldn't help but feel that she acted like quite the slut. If it wasn't low cut tops to reveal her tits it was tight outfits showing off her supernaturally enhanced body. It wasn't Xander's fault he wanted Buffy more than her, there was an unfair advantage.

As she ran her hands over her body though she realized she might have turned the tables. She pictured brazenly walking out of the room and heading down the stairs. Xander's eyes would instantly leave Buffy, instead shooting to his best friend, probably even catching a glimpse up her skirt.

But she would go even farther than that. She would push Buffy out of the way, fall to her knees in front of Xander. His hard large cock would spill out of his pants and straight into her mouth.

Willow moaned out loud and snapped back to reality. She two fingers massaging her pussy, masturbating without realizing it. She really should make a decision. But the fantasy also was going real well.