Later... Faith Fantasizes

Faith peeled off her jeans as soon as she closed the door to her shitty motel room. Her cock swung up and her sweaty balls happily dropped down. She pulled her tank top off and tossed it into the corner of the room.

She scowled as she laid out naked on her bed.

That B was such a fucking tease. Uptight. God, what Faith would do to get her prick up that tight little ass.

Her hand slipped down to grab and tug at her hard-on even as she felt a continued burst of irritation. Thought she knew every goddamned thing. She didn't know shit. How could she? Living all pampered out here in Cali? Where did she get off getting all bent over a fuckin little vamp slut? Shiit, why not make use of'em? Just gonna off'em right after anyway. Give the blood suckin bitch one last O before she goes.

Okay, Faith could see how the blonde was pissed 'cause she let the other two get the drop on her. Like Faith was supposed to know the big bad Buff couldn't handle two little vampires. Was B's fault for letting the fatso beam her with a two by four. Still despite a bunch of whining she'd managed to stake'em both in the end and with enough time to dust Faith's before she'd managed to damn well get her rocks off.

Blue balls fucking TWICE thanks to B.

Case in point: Right now her cock was starting to get her Beast on.

Some of Faith's frustration melted away at the welcome sight of her nine inch meatstick swelling even larger, growing both longer and wider as the already badly stretched skin darkened. She'd been on the run for a while now, in plenty of places where she couldn't afford to tip anyone off to her being the Slayer. She'd barely managed to jerk it off twice a day. Getting set up here in Sunnydale and dealing with B and company (sexy Watcher included) meant she hadn't even really got started on working through that backlog. She'd been looking forward to Patroling with B only to find out that the prude didn't make even a single pit stop to drain her nuts. Shit. No wonder the girl had issues.

Faith smiled as her shaft plumped up and its skin went all glossy black like a sports car- shiny, powerful, intimidating. It was thicker than B's now, standing like a fucking pillar of pussy destroying power. Longer too. It topped out at twelve inches and Faith couldn't help but wished she'd had this sucker out when they'd done their little contest. Her gaze turned to the head as it finished filling out, its flaring mushroom shape as big as her tightly clenched fist, the hole at its tip wide enough to accept nearly the entirety of her pinky which could be pretty fucking hot if she was revved up enough. She squeezed a muscle she hadn't had before she'd been Called and eight squirmy little tentacles bulged out from the sensitive skin just behind the strongly defined ridge that ringed the head. They varied in size, one a little less than her pinky in length, the largest as long as her index finger. They waved in the air wildly if she didn't concentrate and she soon had them caressing her dickhead and pulling at the slit.

Having some random demon's cock had been nasty as fuck at first but it really hadn't taken Faith long to get used to it. Actually, she wished she'd had the Beast sooner. No one would have fucking messed with her then...

Faith lazily stroked her length with one hand, its significant weight easy to heft thanks to her Slayer strength. Her tip was steadily drooling thick sticky pre and she pushed through the wriggling tentacles ringing her dickhead to rub her palm across its face. She gathered the sticky pre and slickened her efforts along the shaft with it. With her free hand she cupped one of her boobs, fingers clutching and pinching a nipple. She hissed at the sensation as the sickly sweet scent of her pre filled her nose, always serving to make her even hornier for some reason.

She started to really get into it, bringing both her hands into play. Thoughts of B's sweet jean clad ass filtered through her mind as well as seeing Red's no doubt thoroughly well plowed slit split apart by her own fat black cock. She remembered bumping Cordelia's full bottom with her bulge when they'd danced and she couldn't help but imagine the busty brunette on her knees with her little boyfriend right beside her as Faith showered them both with her hot jizz.

The fantasy shifted and now Xander had his dick out and was jerking it as his face was blasted by Faith's much bigger prick. That really got her off. She absolutely loved that she could walk into any room and know without doubt that there wasn't a single dude with a dick as big as hers. Her fantasy changed again and now B was pulling her Slayer cock out in the street only this time it was just as tiny and pathetic as Faith had taunted. The blonde was totally overawed, meek and intimidated at Faith's superior dick.

When Faith pushed her down to her knees and shoved her cock into the girl's pretty little mouth, she exploded.

She grunted and groaned. Her hips shook and thrust up, her buttocks clenching. Her black cock swelled, the tentacles shooting straight out as she began to cum. Load after load of semen blasted up into the air to fall back down, showering both the bed and Faith's naked body. Her orgasm was long, a full minute passed as her swollen balls emptied. When she was finally done, the blanket was entirely soiled and her body was a sticky mess. Exhausted she managed to stumble into the bathroom for a different kind of shower.