His Slayers

Buffy and Faith, Faith and Buffy. His girls. His slayers. His sexiest of sexy ladies.

First was Buffy. He could still recall the moment he saw Buffy for the first time.

Skateboarding to school he had seen her walk up the steps of Sunnydale High in all her glory. The bubbly, bodacious, bimbolicious babe dressed in her old school's cheerleader uniform, with a perfect tanned California girl glow. Xander's eyes had been drawn to Buffy's perfect peach of an ass as it occasionally peaked out from under a shorter than short pleated cheerlesder skirt as Buffy naughtily was wearing nothing underneath it all while she skipped up the steps. Her massive 42 DDD tits wobbling away with her movements unrestricted by a bra in her small cheerleaders top. And her naturally blonde hair bobbed along in twin pig tails that fell to her ass, swishing to and fro. Reaching the top of the stairs Buffy had done a spin in truimph, the **** of her move sent her pleated cheerleader skirt flaring up and let everyone see the harsh tan lines along her pale white groin and the small landing strip of blonde pubic hair carefully cropped. No wonder he'd wiped out and fell of his skateboard when he'd seen that.

Then there was Faith. He could recall the moment he'd met her.

He had been following a vamp out of the Bronze, getting ready to stake it when out of the dark came a crack like a gun shot and a whip caught the vampire in the face. Following the whip was the near spitting image of Poison from Final Fight. Xander had stilled and watched as the muscular woman with an hourglass figure cracked the whip again and again making the vampire recoil and whimper. Until the whip had gotten stuck, tangled up in some trash cans. He'd dashed in and staked the vamp. He turned to the whip weilding lady and eyed her up. Tousled dark brown hair that fell past her shoulders, smouldering sexy face, a muscular but curvy body with 32 G cups barely being contained by a worn out and cut off black muscle shirt, a toned and muscled belly that led into a big bouncy bubble butt that could not be contained by jean shorts that were cut so short that actualy underwear provided more coverage. A suggestive belt of several interlinked handcuffs adorned her hips. And down her long toned legs of thick thighs and sculpted calves her outfit was finished off by six inch red heels.

Of course there was Kendra. He remembered her.

She'd only been to Sunnydale twice but her visiting her 'uncle' Giles had left an impression. So buttoned down, so repressed, stuttering the first time he'd talked to her. That banging body covered up by that english school uniform that didnt let anyone see anything. Until Buffy got a moment alone with her for a makeover. Then the school jacket and tie was gone, the white blouse was tied off between her big fat 40 F tits her filmy white blouse was unable to conceal her now braless big tits with her dark skin, her dark nipples were easily seen as they grew erect with excitement. Kendra's knee length skirt was rucked up enough to expose part of her boy shorts underwear pulled taut to the breaking point over her wide muscled ass, also exposed were massive muscled thighs and her flat sensible shoes had been thrown out for a pair of stiletto heels.

Xander considered himself blessed to have met such wonderful women. Of course his good luck didnt end there. There were the other women in his life...