We had not been doing many lessons for the past week or so. Well, I guess you could consider them lessons if you wanted to. We had been fucking alot. I introduced Faith to several positions that I enjoyed. She was definitely eager to learn. I think she loved fucking even more than I did. Her skills in cock sucking were getting even better, which I thought was almost impossible. Christ, she was good. The way she made me feel when she sucked my cock, the way she looked into my eyes. And since that first time, she always got every bit of my cum. There was never any cum dribbling down her chin and there was never any cum left on my cock. She took pride in that. She loved sucking cock. And I never complained. Joking aside, she always seemed to always make me cum hard, whether it was from sucking my cock or fucking her tight little cunt.
At the moment, she was lying on top of me after a very loud session of fucking. My chest was heaving and beads of sweat were on my forehead. Faith was panting, her head lying on my chest. I smiled and began to stroke my fingers through her hair. As much as she loved to fuck, she loved cuddling afterwards. She loved being held and she loved how my fingers gently caressed her.
"I'm curious, my love ... which position do you like the most?" I was supressing a grin. I really was curious what she thought.
Without hesitation, she said, "All of them."
I laughed out loud. "All of them?"
She lifted her head and the look on her face was serious, but her eyes were dancing. "I love when you face me and are on top of me because I think of us as lovers. I love it when you are on your back and I am straddling you and riding your cock because my only thought is to please your lust for me. And I love when you fuck me from behind because it makes me feel even more submissive .... and I think you get deeper inside of me too."
I was impressed. "That is a very perceptive and intelligent response."
"My parents don't seem to think all that much of my intelligence."
"Your parents are idiots." I growled the words. It angered me that they didn't see how special Faith was. But I didn't want to dwell on that. I hugged her tightly with my arms. "I love you Faith."
She smiled and rested her head on my chest again. "I love you too Master."
"I have a new lesson for you." I was smiling. She lifted her head and looked into my eyes. I saw that seductive look in her eyes again. "This is an important lesson. This lesson will not take place until tomorrow, but I am telling you now because I want you to be mentally and emotionally prepared."
She looked at me questioning. "I don't understand."
"I have a female friend. You are going to make her cum. You are going to eat her cunt."
Her eyes got wide. "But why? I don't want to be with anyone else. I only want to be with you. And I certainly don't want to be with a woman. I bet she's an old woman too." She was beginning to pout.
"Why? I'll tell you why. Because you must learn to serve and please others. Whether they are male or female makes no difference. I want you to learn to please whoever you are with .... and whoever I ask you to be with. And as for Sara, yes, she is older. Younger than I am, but quite beautiful. She is a Domme."
"What's a Domme?"
I smiled. "A Domme is a female dominant. She is like me but a woman."
"Have you ever fucked her?" The look on her face was of curiosity and not jealousy.
"Yes, I have ... although I tend to think of it as us fucking each other."
"Did you enjoy fucking her?"
"Are you a little jealous?" I still didn't see any jealousy in her eyes.
"No. But if she was a great lover, than I want to know what I have to do to be as good as she was."
I was speechless for the moment. God I loved her. "It was not what I would call love making. It was lust and desire and it was quite awesome ... but only twice. After that, it felt like a battle in bed. We were both trying to dominate each other. We quickly realized it would never work out and we parted ways. But we are still very good friends. So this is very important to me that you please her."
For the first time, I saw anxiety in her face. "Master, I don't know what to do. I don't know how to eat cunt."
"Yes, you do my love. Each time I have eaten you, you have loved it. Your climaxes have been powerful. Remember what I did and use those memories. Think about what you enjoy and what pleases you. Use those thoughts and memories and embellish them."
I kissed her softly before she left. She was still nervous, but she also had a determined look on her face. I figured she would probably lie awake all night thinking about what she was going to do the next day. I felt a little guilty for making her anxious. But she had to know ahead of time. Not telling her until Sara showed up was unacceptable and would have likely been a disaster.
The next day, after Maggie's walk, Faith returned, knocking on the back patio door and walking in. She looked nervous, but she was looking around the living room to see this mysterious friend of mine.
"Sarah is in the bedroom, waiting. Just be yourself. Think of it as pleasing me and you will be fine. And don't worry, I will be there with you, watching."
She bit her lip and followed me into the bedroom. When she saw Sara, she didn't know quite what to say. She had believed I had exaggerated a little about her beauty. But I wasn't exaggerating. Sara was extremely attractive. She could have any man she wanted. She could probably have any woman she wanted. But she was selective, picky. She was at least 40, but she looked 30. She worked out daily and was proud of her body. Her tits were tremendous and I was sure she made the men drool at her gym. Faith held back a bit. I think she felt a bit intimidated. I whispered encouragement to her.
"Come here Faith." Sara's voice drew Faith closer. "You don't have to be afraid. I bite, but not too hard." She laughed at her own joke. Faith smiled, but I think the joke didn't really set her mind at ease. "Undress for me slave." Faith did not hesitate. She heard the command and obeyed. Sara smiled and looked at me. "Sam, she is lovely." She looked back at Faith and lifted her hand to Faith's face and caressed her cheek. I watched carefully. I specifically told Sara not to strike her or hurt her. We had not gotten to those lessons yet. "You are quite beautiful, slave."
"You are too, Ma'am. You are as my Master said."
Sara smiled. "You may address me as Mistress."
Faith smiled and said, "Yes, Mistress."
Sara turned around. "Please help me undress."
Faith reached for the zipper on the back of Sara's dress and slid it down all the way. From the back, Faith could see that Sara's lingerie was black and lacey. She helped Sara slide the dress over her shoulders and then Sara let the dress fall to the floor around her heels. She moved the dress aside with her foot and turned around to face Faith. Then she reached behind her to unhook her bra, which was almost see-thru, and removed it. Faith bit her lower lip as she stared at Sara's tits. She was a bit envious. They must have been a D cup. And they were so firm.
Sara watched her and smiled. "You want to touch them, don't you. I did take the bra off for a reason, slave."
Faith looked up quickly and started to blush. "Yes," she stammered.
"I want you to do more than touch them."
Faith reached for Sara's tits and leaned forward to lick her skin. With the tip of her tongue, she circled one of Sara's nipples. I watched with fascination and sat down in the chair in the corner of the bedroom. My cock was beginning to get stiff. Sara ran her fingers through Faith's hair. When Faith slid her tongue over the nipple, Sara closed her eyes and smiled. And when Faith gently sucked the nipple into her mouth, Sara moaned quietly.