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When Sara woke, the sun was in her eyes and for a moment she could not focus on anything clearly. Then, something came between the sun and her eyes and she roused herself to see what it was.
It was the figure of a girl, and as her eyes became accustomed to the light, Sara saw it was Faith Hoyle. The girl was carefully standing so as to shade Sara´s eyes, and finally Sara moved so that she could see without the help.
“Hi,’ said Faith. “You were asleep, but I wanted to talk to you, so I made shadows on you until you woke up. Is it all right?’
“Sure, it´s all right,’ Sara said. “I hadn´t planned to sleep anyway. Sit down.’ She moved over on the wide lounge and the girl slipped quickly next to her and laid her slim, naked body against Sara´s fuller form.
“You´re all nice and warm,’ Faith said. “You feel so good all over. I remember from last night.’ She snuggled against Sara´s breast, putting an arm around Sara´s neck, the other hand coming almost naturally to rest on Sara´s other breast. Faith´s fingers caressed the nipple. Sara chuckled and pulled her close. She parted her thighs so that Faith´s knee slipped between them. “Comfy?’ she asked, and the girl nodded against her shoulder. “What did you want to talk about?’
For a moment, Faith just hugged Sara´s warm, full body to her without saying anything. Then, “It´s about last night, when you and Dad were fucking,’ the girl said. “What were you doing that made him yell like that?’
“Don´t you know?’ Sara asked with a little surprise. These sexually precocious youngsters still held surprises for her.
Faith shook her head, still fingering Sara´s nipple, her breath warm on Sara´s chest. “I asked Mom, but she said I should ask you. So I did... I am.’
“Well, what I was doing was squeezing his cock with my pussy. He seemed to like it,’ Sara said. “It was sort of like a game – he was counting how many strokes it took to make me come, so I thought it would be fun to break up his rhythm. It sure was.’
“He sure liked it,’ Faith said. “But how do you do that? Squeeze him, I mean.’
“Well, you just sort of do it. Have you ever tried it?’
“No,’ Faith responded. “At least not until I saw you do that. When I was fucking my boyfriend last night I tried to see if I could make him yell like that, but I couldn´t. So I felt like I should find out about it. Show me how?’
“I´ve sort of always been able to do it, Faith,’ Sara confessed, “but when I first found out about it, it wasn´t very strong or reliable.’
“What happened?’ Faith wanted to know.
“Well, I was screwing this boy, and suddenly I had to pee, you know how that is?’ Faith giggled and nodded. Her hand was cupping the breast she held and Sara could feel the pleasant warmth of the caress all through her body. The warmth of the sun and the soft, warm body of the girl beside her were turning her on. She could feel Faith´s vagina especially warm against her thigh.
“Anyway, I had to go something awful, and I sort of tightened up to keep from peeing all over him. And he jumped and yelled and came right away. I was mad, because I hadn´t come yet, but at least I had a chance to go to the bathroom. When I got back, he told me I had bitten him with my pussy, and would I do it again?’ Sara chuckled and Faith did, too.
“Well, it took me a while to really figure out what had happened, but when I did, I began to practice. You know, you can sort of pretend that you´re trying not to pee, and you close those muscles up tight and then relax and do it again.’
Faith´s face took on a look of concentration and Sara could feel the girl´s body tense against her thigh as she tried what Sara had told her. Then Faith nodded. “Uh-huh, I see what you mean. Is that all there is to it?’
“Well,’ Sara said, “that´s most of it. You just keep practicing that whenever you think of it. Ten times every time you remember. And then there´s one other thing – you pretend that you have to fart or take a shit, and you try to keep it from happening by tightening up your asshole. Then, you can sort of practice switching from one to the other.’
“My boyfriend really likes it when I squeeze him when he´s fucking my ass. You mean it´s the same thing?’ Faith asked.
“Yes, you just make it into a voluntary thing you can do whenever you want.’ Sara responded, “and you can control the strength of it pretty well, too. Try doing it from front to back, and then back to front.’
Faith tensed her body again, and Sara could feel the girl´s efforts at controlling her muscles. Faith´s fingers on Sara´s breast now had the older woman fully aroused, and they lay there for a moment, the girl practicing and fingering Sara´s sensitive breast, until Sara felt herself approaching an orgasm. But then, Faith spoke up.
“That´s ten times. I tried it. What´s it feel like inside?’
“I don´t know, really. The guys like it, and when I do it to them, they really seem to want to make me happy as a result. I do it to please them and then they want to please me. Isn´t that what a lot of loving is about?’ Sara asked.
“Uh-huh,’ Faith said. “Can I feel you do it?’ The girl took her hand from Sara´s breast and slipped it between the older woman´s thighs. Her fingers sought Sara´s vagina. Sara was a little surprised, but Faith seemed so obviously interested in facts that she let the girl slip her fingers inside her. Two of Faith´s fingers slipped easily into her wetness as far as they would go. Sara felt the girl´s thumb on her clit, and knew she would come without much more stimulation.
“That really feels nice,’ Faith said, “you´re so wet and warm. I like that. Did it make you feel good, me playing with your nipple?’
“You knew what you were doing all along, didn´t you?’ Sara said, admitting to herself at the same time that the girl was far more sexually aware than she had realized. “You´ve got me almost ready to come, you know.’
Faith nodded. “Sure. My girlfriends like it, too. So do I. Show me. The squeezing, I mean.’
Sara sighed and began tensing her muscles as she had described to Faith. She could feel the girl´s fingers inside her, so she pretended they were a penis and treated them like one. And then Faith began to slide her fingers back and forth inside Sara, her thumb rubbing Sara´s clit. Sara kept on squeezing until suddenly, she was coming.
Faith waited until Sara´s breathing slowed, then stretched up and kissed her on the mouth. “I could really feel you squeezing in there. It must be great. Does it do anything for you?’
Sara hugged the girl in a silent gesture of affection. “Well, yes, it sort of makes things tighter. If the guy is small, it makes me feel fuller, and if he´s big, it just makes him feel bigger inside me.’
“I´m really going to practice that, Sara. Thanks,’ Faith said. But although she had learned what she had come to find out, she seemed in no hurry to leave. She kept her fingers inside Sara and pressed her own pelvis tightly against Sara´s leg. After a few moments, she pulled her hand away. In an unconscious movement, Sara took the girl´s wet fingers and rubbed them across her breasts, spreading the moisture across them. The scent filled the air for a moment.
“Mom started doing that, too, you know? It smells great on her. You know what I learned, a while ago?’ she continued.
“What?’ Sara asked, wondering what was coming.
“Well, I was looking in the videotapes we have, and I found this ‘Deep Throat´ one, you know? And I played it.’
“What did you think of it?’ Sara asked.
“Well, it´s dumb to think a woman could have her clit in her throat,’ Faith said dogmatically. “But I really got turned on the way she could take that whole thing down her throat. I´ve always wanted to take as much as I can, ‘cause it really makes boys crazy. I go down on them a lot, my boyfriend, too, but I really wanted to do something special.
“So, I tried it, doing a deep throat, but it made me gag the first time. Then, I figured it must be something you can decide yourself. Whether to throw up or not, I mean. So, I didn´t.’
“You didn´t what?’ Sara asked, a little incredulously.
“I decided I wasn´t going to throw up when I got a cock way back in my throat. I got hold of one of the boys and got him to let me try it on him, and I got him hard, then I stuck it into my throat. It took a couple of tries, but I got so I could get it down my throat without feeling bad. But, I couldn´t breathe, you know? Then I figured out that if I breathe when I pull it out, it can be okay when I push it back in, you know?’
“And what about the boy you tried it out on?’
“Oh, he came like crazy. You know, you have to be sure it´s in your throat, his cock, I mean, when he comes, otherwise sometimes you swallow it the wrong way if he comes when you´re trying to breathe. That´s no fun. Anyway, then I tried it on my boyfriend.’
“Did he enjoy that?’ Sara asked innocently, picturing a man, a boy more likely, with his penis buried to the hilt in this surprising girl´s throat.
“Well, the reason I´m telling you about it is that he yelled like Daddy did last night when you were squeezing him. I figured, if you´d teach me another way to do that, I´d give you my secret.’
“Thank you, Faith, I really appreciate that. I´ll have to try it out. Doesn´t it take a lot of will power to keep from gagging?’
“I guess it´s just making up your mind what you want your body to do,’ Faith observed with perfect aplomb. “Sometimes I can make myself come almost without touching myself. Can´t you?’ The girl´s slim body was still wrapped tightly against Sara´s flank, and her bare pussy was tight against Sara´s thigh. As Faith finished her matter of fact recital, Sara felt the girl´s body tense and shiver in what had to have been an orgasm. Faith´s eyes closed and she hugged Sara tight as her breathing peaked, then slowed. The girl´s head slipped down the slope of Sara´s breast and her lips encircled Sara´s nipple briefly as the sweet breathing returned to normal.
A few moments later, Faith sat up on the lounge and looked Sara in the eye. “I like talking to you, Sara,’ the girl said. “You´re like Mom, you talk to me like a person.’
“That´s because you are one, Faith,’ Sara replied.
The two hugged and Faith scampered off toward a group of boys and girls her age. They seemed to be having a spirited game of grab-ass. Sara lay back against the lounge in the sunshine and thought about whether it would be worth trying to overcome her gag reflex.