1. BtVS: Girl Least Likely


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 73, Source: xHamster

    figure out what kind of club Dawn and her friends had picked. Not too surprising, or even too unwelcome, but still. Always weird to find out your best friend's k*d s*ster swung more than one way. Being in a dyke club effectively killed all her chances of casually encountering Dawn, though, and she began to fight her way back to the exit. An amoebic thrust of the crowd threw her into the bar on the way, and she figured, what the hell. Have a coke. Pretend you don't miss the whiskey. She bellowed her order, then forked over too many dollar bills for her watery soda and leaned back against the bar, scanning the crowd. Lot of hot chicks here, no doubt. That redhead in the corner, working the cowboy hat and the tight Wranglers, or the dark-eyed girl in full motorcycle leathers, looking like a sweet piece of trouble. Definitely her kind of joint. She'd have to remember this one next time she was in New York. Dawn swayed into view eventually, wrapped around one of the girls she'd come in with, a green-haired Goth girl with a boyish figure that matched Dawn's own. They broke apart as the song changed, seguing from heavy techno to trippy Indian music, complete with high female wailing and sitar, and Dawn drifted to a small clearing on the floor. Maybe it was the whiff of weed, maybe the bartender have given what she charged for and left the whiskey in after all, but Dawn looked pretty fucking hot dancing by herself. She had none of the frantic slayer energy that drove her s*ster and ...
    Faith, but a kind of sultry, throbbing rhythm of her own that made her fascinating to watch. Her eyes closed, arms above her tipped-back head, a sudden sway of her hips flipped her skirt to reveal black garters attached to the fishnets and Faith caught her breath. Everything seemed suddenly drowned out, even the music, which was annoying as fuck. Faith finished her drink. Others noticed the Ishtar in their midst, and a dark girl in a short red velvet dress that hugged every delicious curve moved into Dawn's space. Faith watched Dawn's eyes open, and the two women melded into the kind of dance floor clinch that makes everyone else get out of the way. Faith had been in more than one of those clinches. She set the empty glass back on the bar and pushed herself off it. She'd look the k*d up tomorrow, sometime well after noon, and pretend she'd just hit town. Best for everyone that way. The crowd had a mind of its own and other ideas. Another violent heave tossed her into Dawn's clearing just as the velvet chick slithered into someone else's arms, and Faith caught Dawn's eyes. Sle*py and reddened as those eyes were, she wasn't sure if she saw recognition or something else in Dawn's face. True, it had been a couple of years, and Faith's hair was chopped short and copper streaked, but it wasn't like she'd had plastic surgery. The k*d was very, very stoned. The k*d also kept dancing, that little skirt swishing and her breasts bobbing, nipples poking through the fine mesh of her shirt. ...
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