Amber

It was the summer of 1997. I had just finished my year of high school when the Amber family moved into the house next door. The development of the housing we lived was all new and our family had settled in our home the previous month. Like most new housing developments, it was located on the outskirts of the city. I had a bus job at a steakhouse and my parents bought me an old car at low prices so I could move. My mother was able to get a good job as a director after I started at high school and was old enough to handle me.

The hours I worked were four hours in the afternoon until midnight. I didn’t even know a family moved next door. Of course my attention was taken when I learned that the Parkinson (our new neighbour) were invited to our house for dinner and that they had a daughter. My girlfriend and I broke up at the end of the school year and I felt pretty lonely. When I learned that Parkinson’s daughter was only twelve, my mood collapsed. It was just my chance that fate sent me neighbors who were not around my age, male or female.

I was in front of my computer playing Descent when my mother hit. I heard the blow and the arrival of our new neighbours, but level 13 kicks my ass and I was finally getting the thing to beat the mini boss.

“Charlie, come see the new neighbors!”

“In a minute, Mom! I’m in the middle of a battle!”

“It’s not early enough! You better get your ass out here this minute or I’ll close the circuit breaker in your room!”

“No! Wait! Mom!

“It may be a dirty pool, but it attracts your attention, now come out!”

I paused and silently cursed my father to show my mother the perfect way to get away from my computer games. With a sigh, I begged my back from my chair, went to the door and opened it. Mom was waiting there like I knew she would. She smiled and stabbed my cheek.

“Come on honey, there’s more to life than sitting in front of your infernal counterfeit. The Parkinson seems really nice.”

I followed my mother in the hallway and joined the rally. He started with the usual introductions. Bob Parkinson, the Father seemed to be in his thirties. He was already half bald, but his handful was firm. He seemed to be in good shape for his age. June Parkinson the Mother was a real blow. I immediately fell in the luxure with her.

There was something about how Mrs. Parkinson broke my hand. Maybe it was because she held my hand a little longer than usual. The way her fingers traced their way along my palm when she left my hand certainly pushed my imagination to say the least. I was sure that when June Parkinson looked at my eyes she immediately saw through my shell and struck the luxure that led my mind and my body sixteen years old. Her smile, combined with the broom in her eyes, told me that she was playing the effect that her discreet signals had on me. The way she looked at me almost made me tremble. She did it very discreetly, but I certainly felt her intentions. She was hitting me, playing my reactions to see if I could make a proper new conquest. Another trophy she could add to her collection. The tight dress she wore accentuated her silhouette. When she turned to sit down, I had to tear my eyes off her mist.

I wasn’t a virgin, but I slept with one girl, my old girlfriend Sherry. We did the act about five times before a pregnancy scar stopped our short love life. Fortunately for us, his period was only about a week late. The constraint, however, was too much for our relationship. We broke up about two weeks after the scar.

Amber was their daughter’s name. The look in her eyes when she and I were introduced was clearly obvious that the girl had developed an immediate crush on me. Although she was cute, I wasn’t interested. His twelve-year-old body was just what his age implied, a girl who was way too young to interest me. Amber’s small pointers germinated from her chest just enough to show the beginnings of puberty. She didn’t have a bra, and really no need to wear it, except to hide her little nipples. In fact, they took into account the old Band-Aids joke I’d heard so many times in school before. She wore a little yellow dress, a little bit small on her. She seemed great for her age, as her body had just passed through a growth momentum. Amber certainly took after her mother until she looked. They had the same light brown hair. Amber’s hair was however longer than his mothers and showed signs of bleaching the sun that was normal for a child.

Our two families sat down and exchanged small conversations. Mrs. Parkinson quietly directed the conversation to me, taking advantage of my interests. I looked at my parents occasionally to see if they were aware of what their new underlying neighbours were, but they were both oblivious. Even if I desperately coveted that thirty-six married woman, I felt she would devour me if she took my hand.

When I talked about my computer’s eyes, Amber turned on. “Wow, do you really have a Charlie computer? I tried to buy one from my father, but he said we didn’t need one.”

Mr. Parkinson rejected the idea with a wave of hands. “What could we use anyway? Computers are only very expensive calculators. They’ll make you lazy Amber.”

I asked him, “Do not your secretary have a computer to use where you work Mr. Parkinson?”

“Naw, the owner doesn’t believe in them. I’m inclined to agree with him too.”

“Wow, it must be hard. How many correspondence does your secretary type in a day? »

“Oh, she always walks away from her writing son. I guess she might be out of ten matching pieces for a good day, why?”

“Does it count the drafts too?”

“No, I guess not, but Clara is a good typist. She’s not making too many mistakes. "

And when you want to change something in the project. Your secretary has to hit him again?”

“Yes, and so?”

“With a computer, changing a document takes only one minute or two. The entire document is saved as a file. All it takes to make a change is to bring the file and insert what you want. You’ll get the original too if you want it. You would be surprised how long your business could save.”

“Don’t you think we didn’t think of having a computer or two, but Clara gets a little too old to learn new things. We agree well with the old tried and true methods. "

“How long do you think your secretary will have to write a five-page letter after you’ve revised Mr. Parkinson?”

“At about half an hour, Clara is a good Typist. "

" Would you like to try a quick experience? I have an old report we could use. I think it’s about five pages. "

“My son, I’ll play.”

“Go and I’ll print it for you. I’ll be right back.

Amber asked, “Can I see your Charlie computer?”

With a node from his parents Amber followed me in the hallway to my room. She stood by my chair and looked as I was looking for the book I wanted.

“Wow Charlie, your computer looks cool! Is that a 486?”

“Naw, I just went to a Pentium 75. This baby makes a 486 looks like a dinosaur. "

When Amber leaned to have a closer look at my turn, I saw the top of his open dress outside the corner of my eye. After sending the document to my printer, I turned to look, disgusted from myself to try to look at the dress of such a young girl. My peripheral vision hadn’t fooled me. Just before my eyes was the dream of the ultimate voyeur. I saw the two little boobs of Amber up to his pointed nipples. My dick gave a lard and started growing.

When Amber suddenly straightened up, I knew she had caught me by checking the view she had given me inadvertently. Fortunately, the printer had just cracked the last page. I plucked the five leaves and I pretended nothing was wrong. I’m afraid to look in her eyes. My mother and Mrs. Parkinson were going to the kitchen to take care of dinner when we went back to the living room so I sat next to Amber’s father and gave him the report and a pin.

“Okay, go ahead and make some changes. Your changes don’t need to be logical or correct because it’s just a test. You’ll see what I mean when I bring you the edited copy. "

With several flours from my pen, Mr. Parkinson made about ten changes. He didn’t know that his confidence in the old ways would soon be shaken.

He gave me the report and said, “Don’t be too late for dinner. Your mother will have my skin!”

“No problem with this gentleman, what time do you have?”

He looked at his watch. “I have five fifteen on my nose.”

“All right, I’ll be right back.”

Amber dragged behind me while I went back to my room. She quietly closed the door and stood by my chair, deliberately looking as I went to work. After answering a few questions, I decided to move forward and give it a step-by-step explanation.

Amber folded a little and the top of his dress opened again. She caught what she was doing and quickly pushed back the material that was empty with her hand, then she straightened up. I could say that she thought in my eyes of size because her hand was always against her upper chest. Amber would avoid getting in touch with my eyes when I looked at whether she understood what I was explaining.

Amber finally removed his hand from his chest. Then, to my surprise, she just leaned enough to give me a hint of the previous view that I had enjoyed earlier. I tried to play it cool this time and only use my peripheral vision to see, but my eyes had a mind of their own. My first fast eyes were soon extended into obvious pears. Especially, she put her hands on her knees to support her upper body and fold more. Knowing her small pointed panties was not only exposed, but also openly watched. Amber’s nipples became more pronounced just in front of my eyes. Even if we both knew what we were doing, we deliberately avoided making visual contact that would communicate our mutual knowledge of the game we had begun.

I had to do a little typing, and a little bit of cutting and collation. After she showed Amber’s orders, she wanted to go. After a few weird essays, I suggested that she sit on my knees so that she could have better access to my keyboard. My erection pointed straight and firmly constrained by my pants. As long as she didn’t come back too far, I was sure she wouldn’t feel it and panic.

Amber’s quick deal surprised me a bit. Not only did I have an almost continuous view at the front of her dress, she couldn’t see where I was looking either. We no longer had to pretend not to notice.

It was the freshly shampled smell of her hair, the sensation of her ass when she moved in my turn that made me pass our game to the next level. My hormones started to reverse the objections and danger alarms that my upper self sent to my brain.

I brushed my cheek against her hair and spoke softly in Amber’s ear. “You want to move forward and make the last couple of Amber changes?”

As my mind shouted not to make my next move, I put my hand on his belly. The next move was to Amber. I held my breath and hoped she understood why my hand was on her belly and what her decision would imply. My reasoning silenced me silently to say no, or at least pull my hand and stop me before my next planned move would make things too clear so that she wouldn’t know.

After a few moments of hesitation, Amber unplayed his head. “Okay Charlie, I think I know what to do. Don’t help me if I ask you to go well?”

While Amber moved the mouse to the scroll bar to find out where to make the next edition, I moved my thumb on his upper belly and waited for his reaction. All she had to do was give me a sign of her disapproval and I would fortunately have stopped, but she didn’t.

Amber pointed on the screen. “This part here is where I have to change, Charlie?”

“It’s good Amber.” I moved my whole hand like a last warning. “You’re doing great!”

“Okay, now I push the left button and drag it like that? Charlie, it worked! That’s so cool!”

“Yes! With a little more practice, you will be an expert.” I looked forward, acting as if I needed a closer look. My hand moved upwards, resting directly on his left chest. Maybe after he showed your father what we did, he’ll get you a computer of your own!”

Amber looked at my hand, which gently pressed against his left chest. The alarm bells were shattered inside my head, warning me to remove my hand. My mind played a scene of warning of the twelve-year-old girl ran away with her parents. I saw the look on my father’s face like the angry poor girl told everyone in the room where I put my hand. I paid the vision without spirit and I dug deeper. Looking at Amber, I moved my hand two inches down. My thumb climbed up and slipped on the tip of his left nipple.

Amber’s expression reflected the strange new sensation that the side of my thumb caused as she had her teat. His eyes turned to my computer screen after my second passage. The sensation of her now fully erect is more pronounced. I stopped and waited for the shit to hit the fan.

“My dad’s never gonna buy me a Charlie computer. Mom says it’s so cheap that he’s sinking when he walks!”

The critical moment had come and gone and somehow the girl on my knees had decided to let him pass. I had never been so terrified and yet incredibly turned into my life. Unfortunately, the changes to my document have been completed. The silence between us had become strangely obvious. As my blue steel erection required attention, I took the mouse and moved the pointer to the print cue and clicked.

“Maybe this demonstration could change its spirit Amber. He must see the writing on the wall sooner or later.”

Amber sighed and leaned against my chest. “I hope Charlie! Is it okay if I come tomorrow and play with your computer again?”

“Of course, as long as your parents don’t care.”

“Oh, my mother will be happy to get me out of the house! And dad, he’s too busy to take care of what I do while he’s at work. He’s worried about whether my grades are good because he wants me to go to college. "

“There’s your lever, Amber!”

I’ve been thinking about removing the paper from my printer, holding it against me. While I put Amber back on my knees, stripping his body closer to mine. A shiver ran through my body when his ass pressed against my Levi’s bulge. I tried to scan the document, but my eyes looked at Amber’s widely spread legs that were now outside of mine. His short dress showed almost all his legs and my mind shouted to pursue things further. I moved the top piece of paper back and pretended to scan the next page.

“Yes, it looks good, Amber!”

I held my breath and gently placed my right hand on the bare flesh of his leg just above his knee, hoping that Amber allowed me to move forward. For a long time, I wanted my hand to stay in place, fighting to go straight for the price that was waiting for me under his skirt. I moved my thumb up his leg to prepare it for my next move.

Amber put his hand on mine. “I think we should go show this to my dad now Charlie.”

“Yes, I suppose you’re right.”

I drove my chair to give Amber a room. After she threw me in, she turned around and looked directly at my crotch. She then looked at me in the eyes, waiting for me to get up. Amber put the bullet in my yard. It was as if she said, “I let you feel, now let me at least see the erection with which you put me.” In a way, I knew if I was on Amber. It was likely that I would not have another chance to face another feeling. Fortunately since I lost my virginity, proof of my awakening was not as embarrassing as when I was Amber’s age. I gathered my courage and held in front of the girl, manning my dick in a more comfortable position just in front of her eyes. The papers I gave him covered Amber’s wide gaze. She slipped behind her shield by guiding her in my room and in the hallway.

The women went to the kitchen to see dinner when we came to the living room leaving Mr. Parkinson and my father alone to talk. Amber climbed into his father’s tower and gave him the published papers on which we worked.

“Here’s the dad! Charlie let me do something too, it was really easy too!”

Mr. Parkinson looked at his watch, then quickly scanned the five pages. He refused his approval. “Pretty impressive Charlie. You must be a quick typist.”

“No dad, he only changed the parts you wanted to do. Charlie called… Amber looked at me to fill the words she forgot.

“Cut and paste Mr. Parkinson. You highlight the words that must be moved, then take and move them with the mouse pointer. The computer’s doing the rest. Adding and deleting words are just as easy to do.”

Amber’s father rubbed his chin with reflection. “Hmmm, it looks like I need to look in this deeper.”

My mother broke the conversation. Sinners are ready! Come and get him.”

The group rose from their respective sofas and turned to the dining room. Amber sat next to her father while I was stuck next to Mrs. Parkinson. During the meal, she would touch my arm or leg to draw my attention just before asking me a question. Her actions seemed pretty innocent, but she was getting out of what she was doing to me. She directed the conversation to what I was interested in, which was computers. Her hand rested on my leg three centimeters from the crotch while she put the bait.

“You know Bob, maybe we should consider having a computer. Amber is certainly interested in Charlie’s” June stabbed my leg because she discreetly put her cards on the table. “I bet Charlie might even consider teaching our daughter one thing or two in the meantime. What do you think Charlie is?”

June’s hand moved my leg in half a inch of my balls. I almost jumped from my seat. While I erased my “Yes, of course.” Answer my mind with the implications of his remark. I looked at Amber and noted that she only seemed delighted with the prospect of a clean computer. Bob Parkinson’s expression was a respect for the law. It just woke me up who wore the pants in their wedding. From my lateral vision, I noticed that Mr. Parkinson’s eyes fell between his wife and me. The old man seemed to be in the game. It certainly seemed that he was not very happy either.

Mr. Parkinson said, “I don’t know if we can afford such extravagance right now. I heard that these counterfeitings can run well over a thousand dollars and we have a home payment to consider now.”

“You can withdraw money from my money, Dad!” Amber expressed hope.

Her father suffocated: “At this rate, you’ll be an old woman before she’s paid for honey!”

A thought suddenly came to mind. “I still have my old 486 processor and my mother card. Maybe I can build a computer that won’t be too expensive. If you’re ready to buy a ram, a case, a keyboard and a monitor, we could build one for about $500.”

While Mr. Parkinson scratched his head, his wife made the decision. “That’s so sweet of you, Charlie! Can we afford it, darling?”

June’s tone was iced. Her poor husband had no choice but to give in. “Yes, it looks like a deal. Are you sure you want to take such a great son of challenge?”

“Of course!” my voice almost broke when I felt the immutable feeling of one finger moving in my balls through the thick material of my Levi’s.

Amber apologized for his pleasure and jumped from his chair to kiss his father. “Thank you, Dad! You’re the greatest!”

Her mother added: “Don’t forget to thank Charlie too Amber!” because she gave my crotch a last shot before she pulled her hand.

Amber rushed around the table and gave me a hug and a hug on the cheek. “Thank you, Charlie, you’re the greatest!”

The dinner was over and the table was clear when I got out of my room. As I had hoped, Amber followed me. She closed the door in my room behind her.

“Wow Charlie is so cool that you’re gonna build me a computer! How can I pay you back?”

“Ahhh, don’t worry about this Amber. I love working on computers anyway.”

I shot my downhill game, loaded my stop and started playing. I barely noticed Amber standing by me until the mini-boss kicks my ass again.

“Shit! He kicked my ass again!”

“Wow, it looks like a Charlie game! It’s a strange name you gave your player!”

“Oh, you mean NumNutz?”

“Yes, is it because they’re gonna sleep if you sit too long or something like that?”

I left a little laugh. “No, but sometimes my legs do that. I guess a good definition of that name is like calling someone a Dumass. I always give my names like that.”

“Oh, what other names do you use?”

“Hmmm, and FuzNutz?”

Amber laughed.

“GeekaZoid”?

She played again. “Are you funny about Charlie?”

“Do you want to try Amber?”

“Naw, I’d just have the broken ass. Do you have a game easier than I could try?”

“You can do it, Amber. I’m gonna kick you in the game. What do you mean?”

I was gonna get up from my chair, but Amber moved in and sat on my knees. Now she put her legs out of mine as before. I was wondering if she was old enough to understand the signal she sent me, or if she was sitting like that to be more comfortable. I put the thought aside and put the level of difficulty to novice, then started playing at the beginning. When I got the character name cue I typed in “NertPipples”

Amber asked, “This is a funny name Charlie. What does that mean?

“It’s my special code name for you, Amber. You’ll have to find yourself.”

“NertPipples? I hope it’s not bad! Give me a clue!

“All right, but one clue. It’s a semi-circle shot around the analogy!”

“I’m gonna have to ask my father. He’s good at it.”

“No! Shit, you want me to have my skin alive?”

“How can I understand?”

“An anagram is a word… I give up. Do you promise not to be angry with me?”

“Is that a bad name?”

“Uh… well… That’s not the way I look at him.

“I think you’d better tell me, but I can’t promise anything before you hear if you’re mocking me or not.”

“No, I wouldn’t make fun of you, Amber. Hey, I got the perfect clue. That way, I won’t have to be embarrassed and neither will you. Okay. Let’s say I have a big dog.”

“Okay, go.”

“Well, have you ever heard the word “Bass Ackwards?” It’s Ass Backwards. So a big dog would be a darge log. Understand?

“Hmmm, Nert Pipples… Charlie!”

“Do I want to change it? It’s really an Amber supplement, honest!”

“No, I’m fine. You’re strange!”

“Is it strange or strange Amber?”

Amber turned into my knees to look at me. After a while, she smiled. “Will you show me how to play or not Charlie?”

It took Amber a little time to get the joystick clock. He was a charger, it was the opposite. His direct charge approach finally killed his character pretty quickly as I expected. I took the commands and showed him how to use my voltige and methodical method. My joystick had what is called a “hat” that allows the player to “slider” instead being an easy target while trying to turn into a shooting position. We were still at the first level and we were both familiar with the corridors and where the enemy robots were.

“Now look at this!” I stopped at the first turn that had a robot on the other side and then turned my ship aside. “It’s a slide.” I pushed the hat on the top of my joystick on the side and moved laterally, pulled three shots and killed the robot. After sliding behind the wall protection. I pointed out how dead robots were pulling beyond where I was before. Between us, we killed all the robots at the first level.

Amber killed the last robot. I pointed out the exit but she stole it.

“I just want to go around and get used to how controls work well, Charlie?”

“Sure Amber, that’s a good idea.”

I sat there watching Amber move, didn’t realize his reasons to wander through the corridors without fighting. When she leaned into my chest, the realization suddenly struck me. I put my hand on his abdomen and then I dazzled his ear with my cheek. She smiles slightly, but once again pretends that nothing uncontourable was happening.

Amber had established the rules of the game. She would ignore my explorations as long as I didn’t move too fast or I was too bold to make her nervous. I looked at the front of his light summer dress and enjoyed the view of his little houles with the colorful pink tips once again. With the insurance, I gently worked one of his nipples between my fingers and saw that he stiffened and became more pronounced in response to my touch.

Amber’s eyes set on the screen his craft slows down to a ramp. The sensations of pleasure his body sends to his brain greatly decrease his concentration on the game. I felt his body that never so lightly that my hand was resting gently on the naked flesh of his leg. More courageous, I grabbed the hem of her skirt with my other hand and slightly lifted it, exhibiting for the first time the white cotton panties she wore. Her movements had tightened the fine matter against her pussy. I saw the distinct contour that the two swellings of his lobe made and even the crack between the two. The view made my hard dick strain against the tight limits of my blue jeans, demanding attention.

I sandwiched Amber’s skirt’s heel between my hand and his abdomen and then pulled it against me. She slammed her hips with appreciability when she felt my hardness against her back. I decided to make a bold move when I remembered how to tick a girl’s legs inside. My hand rested on his right leg, just above his knee. I raised her and went straight to her pussy covered with tights, bypassing the treacherous crossing her leg. Amber gaseous, her body stiffened when she felt that the tips of my fingers pressed gently into her slit. I held my breath and waited for her to calm down. Amber’s hands came out of the joystick and came to rest on my arms, just above my wrists, but she didn’t try to stop me.

I started to gently trace the fat in her panties from top to bottom. Amber’s breathing increased heavier than his swollen clitoris and opened the protective petals of his lips as a flower. Soon the proof of his sexual excitement was tempered by the material of his cotton panties. The tips of my fingers were induced by his humidity and my nose flanked while I took the first traces of his perfume. I leaned into my computer armchair, almost overbalancing, and we both went backwards. The weight of Amber settles down along mine and my dick has gone well between her butt cheeks. I smiled at myself after pulling the heel out of his skirt and the material flat against his belly.

I was hoping that Amber was too excited to stop what I wanted to do next. My libido wanted me to take Amber to my bed to fuck her. There was not much chance to do so soon after we met. She must have understood that it was pretty sure to leave the pleasure I made her continue, especially since our two parents in the next room. His flanked eyelids then settled closed, happy to drift with the new pleasure of my fingers.

I carefully reached the bottom and I squeezed the front of his panties between my thumb and the forefinger and then gently opened them. Amber’s eyes were still closed. His attention was focused on the wonderful sensations that spread into his brain. The fact that his smooth mound had become exposed to my greedy eyes did not succeed in registering in his mind.

I moved my fingers down and played with the source of Amber’s moisture, climbing my neck to see where his slit started. The twin lips of her lips had only a thin line of black hair, another sign of her body’s struggle in puberty. I hung a finger under the elastic belt of his panties, then pulled his panties open until the tense material reaches its limit. Her pussy juices have made the crook of her panties become almost translucent, the light of my monitor showing through like the sodden fabric stuffed with her pussy.

Amber started stirring when she felt tension on her panties. Before I stopped, I slipped my other hand under his panties and between his legs. My average finger quickly found the bump of his erect little clitter, but only momentarily.

Amber tightened his legs together and tried to sit down, “No Charlie!”

The realization of the distance I had travelled while his guard had fallen on Amber. She grabbed my invasive hand tried to shoot him between her tight legs. I tried to find her, but my fingers were tight and tight in failure.

I pushed his body back against mine and I spoke quietly in his ear. “It’s okay, Amber, I’m not going any further. Calm down, you can trust me.”

“But someone’s coming to catch us! The door is not even locked!”

" No one ever comes to my room without hitting first. I just want you to come, so I’ll let you go, I promise. Have you ever had someone give you an orgasm?”

“No…”

Amber stopped her fight, but she always had a firm outfit on the hand I had between her legs. I started moving my finger aside as much as his legs would.

“Go to Amber, drop your legs for me, okay?”

Begrudgingly Amber opened his legs a little at a time, finally allowing me enough room to find his clitoris once again. When my finger found Amber’s little nubbin, she sucked in a quick breath.

“Mmmm, there’s Amber. I bet no one else has been here before me.

“No…”

Have you ever had an orgasm?

“Yes…”

“Mmmm hmm. After you leave and I’m going to bed, I’ll think of you when I do.”

“Really?”

“Oh, honey!”

I plunged my finger into his honey pot and then I came back to his clit. My ears rejoice at the sounds so light of her juicy pussy and my finger done together. Amber’s breathing became heavier, her hips began to shake and shake as the pleasure she felt was starting to build. She grabbed my hand and pressed her against her gyronous pussy, to increase the pleasure that her orgasm approached.

“Hey, honey, there’s no stop!”

As if on the cue from my words Amber moored by his grated teeth. His body was rigid just before the flooding waters of his orgasm break through his sexual tension dam. With a long and low cry, Amber mounted the waves of sensation and her body fell in my arms until her orgasm calmed down.

Amber enjoyed the last moments of pleasure when I heard voices coming down the hallway. I quickly removed my hand and sat, taking my feet from the office. The voices I heard approaching my room were from my mother and Amber’s mother too. Fortunately, Amber heard the voices too. She jumped on her feet and hung on the side of my chair, gratifying her dress. I took my joystick and gave the ship a gas explosion so our game could start over. Amber’s mother opened the door just after a quick hit.

“It’s time to go home. We have a big day tomorrow, remember?”

Amber quickly masked his harassed expression and then turned to his mother who stood in my door “Okay Mom”.

Amber’s mother asked, “Do you feel good? Your face looks a little rusty!”

“I feel good.”

When I went back to my chair and saw how Mrs. Parkinson’s eyes dissected me from her daughter, I thought the shit would hit the fan at the time and there. She looked at the bulge in my pants and then her eyes closed on mine reading my guilt like a book. The little smile that came on her face cooled me to the bone.

“Charlie, why don’t you come tomorrow to help Amber and I in our new pool. Shall I have a lunch?”

“I have to go to work around three Mrs. Parkinson. Maybe…

“We’ll see you around 10:00. You’re sure to bring your costume.”

Amber was looking at me in the meantime. Her Mother caught her by the elbow and threw her out of my room. I looked at my Mother to see if she wondered if there was a funny business behind my closed door. She threw her eyes up like to say, “What a pushy woman our new neighbor turns out to be.” I followed the three females in the hallway feeling sorry for Amber. The way his mother directed him to the door made me think that Amber was going to catch hell as soon as they got home.

Soon after we left, I took a long shower. The skin on my skin slightly burned dick after I used the soap to masturbate with, but the powerful orgasm was good. After I finally beat the mini boss, I went to bed. Faithful to my word, I fantasized about Amber before I fell asleep. In my mind, it was Amber’s hand that was wrapped around my dick instead of mine. I showed him how to drive a crazy guy by slowly hitting my dick. We had all the time in the world for this fantasy. It was his white cotton panties that erased my sperm instead of my BVD.

The sound of our door made me get out of a sound sleep. My eyes focused on my awakening. It was 10:15 a.m.

“Oh, shit!”

I suddenly remembered that I was waiting next door. I went out of my bed and rushed into the hallway just realizing that I was naked as I reached the door. I plucked a towel on the shelf and I hurriedly wrapped it around my waist before opening the entrance door. It was June Parkinson that I expected to see standing on the other side, not his daughter Amber. I was half pissing myself, thinking Mrs. Parkinson was gonna have a real show when she threw her eyes on my usual morning piss.

I think Amber was as surprised as me when we met at my front door. The little blue bikini she wore was twice as clever as I left a girl to wear, especially at her age. He even had the ropes that were attached in a bow to his hips as an older girl would wear.

Amber’s eyes dragged into my body and settled on the final tent my erection made in the towel that I had carefully pulled out of the shelf. It was just a hand towel and barely made all the way around my waist. Where I held the ends together was towards the forehead so that my fist could rest against my hip. When I looked down, I was able to see that while my tail is covered, the tent that she made to spread the ends, allowed a good view of my basin. It was clear to me that the view that Amber was seeing stopped her in her tracks. I had to break the silence between us.

“I’m sorry, Amber, I forgot to put my alarm last night. Give me about 15 minutes. I have to take a shower, so I’ll be done?”

Amber discarded his eyes from my towel, “Mom said I’d better not come without you or there’ll be hell to pay. I’ll wait outside if it’s Charlie.”

“If you do, you might as well enter. No sense to stay in the heat.”

I opened the door enough to let Amber come in, then I closed it behind her. She tried to play it cool, but her eyes continued to drift down. His reaction to my semi nudity began to work my hormones. I had a sudden flash of memory last night and then asked me what had transpired between her and her parents when they came back last night.

“This Bikini looks great on you, Amber. Go to the house while I jump into the shower.

“Thank you, Charlie. My mother just bought it for me last week.”

“What did your father say?”

“Oh, he had the usual cow, but he took it.”

“I bet he did it! Nobody’s home. There’s pop in the fridge if you want one.”

“Are you okay if I’m having fun with your computer until you’re ready?”

“Yeah, hit yourself.”

Our house has a two-storey plan. It was a big sales point for my parents. I used to walk from the bathroom to my room in the hall of my set. I forgot that Amber would be in my room playing with my computer until I reached my door and saw her sitting in front of my monitor. She turned around and looked at me well before having the right sense to cover my nudity.

I hid my lower half behind the door. “I have to get dressed. I forgot you’d be here, sorry.”

His broad-eyed expression slowly turned into a demonic smile. “It looks like we’ve been waiting for Charlie. Remember what you did to me last night?”

“Yes. What did your mother tell you after you got home last night?”

She didn’t say anything. What do you mean?

“Really? The way she looked at you, I was sure she knew something was going on. Especially with the way she took your arm and practically pulled you out of our house.”

“She was really a little hot under the collar, but not yours.”

“What did she want?”

“I didn’t take it all, I heard my mother tell Dad that your mother acted like an old stick in the mud. I think your mom said something last night that stopped my mother. "

For a short time, I thought I’d talk to Amber about his mother’s taste for teenagers, but I thought it better. I’ll drop the case.

“I have to dress Amber.” I moved with my head. “Come before you get more than you negotiated.”

Amber crossed his arms through his chest and put his jaw challenging. “It’s not just Charlie. Especially since you didn’t stop when I asked you to spend last night. "

" Are you really sorry for doing what I did Amber?”

Amber thought a while. “No, but you almost got in trouble.”

“What do you want?”

“You know!”

“Okay Amber, you asked! Do you realize you’d end up on my knees one more day?”

Amber’s face turned a pink complexion of my remark, but she kept her ground. I took it as an agreement to my implicit request, even if it could not fully realize the terms. I entered the door and stayed there with my arms crossed, imitating his pose. My dick was about half-mast, but she grew up in her full glory of 6,1\2 inches under her wide gaze. At the top of the antenna, I reached the bottom and gave my dick a magnet squeeze before walking to my dresser. When I took my sweet time, I dug into several drawers until I found the Speedo pair I won when I was in the swimming team last year. I pulled them out until they were just under my dick.

“Do you want to feel it Amber?”

Amber’s eyes are even bigger than they were already. “No!”

She’s in my computer chair and faces my monitor. I was hoping she would say yes, but in the end, I knew she wasn’t ready yet. She looked at me out of her eyes when I shot my Speedo on the rest of the way. There was a hell of a gust on my wanker. Fortunately, a towel would hide my situation until I get in the water.

“Okay. I’m ready to go to Amber.

When Amber turned to me, his eyes went straight to the obvious shine I showed. Charlie! You can’t let my mother see that! She’ll have a coronary!”

“I’ll get a big towel from the closet. He’s gonna go a little bit, don’t worry.”

I held my hand and pulled it at his feet. She looked in my eyes impatiently and smiled nervously when I hung to kiss her. She didn’t resist when I guided her hand to my dick. Amber looked at me for a moment and then turned her eyes down, avoiding my smile.

We got out of my front door and cut the newly planted grass in the Amber court. I wondered how Mrs. Parkinson was going to look in her bathing suit. If she allowed her daughter to wear so little, what she had in store for me could be nothing more than a thong.

Amber opened his front door and called, “Charlie is there mom!”

We heard her voice from somewhere in the back of their house. “Oh, good! Go and hit the pool!

After Amber closed the patio door behind us, I asked her: “What kind of costume did your mother have amber? »

“I am much braver than I…”

Amber hung up when we heard the patio door open directly behind us. I turned to say hello.

“Sorry Mrs. Park…

“Oh, stop now, Charlie! I feel naked!”

My reasoning was just on the money. Mrs. Parkinson just wore the skimpiest thong that I’ve never seen a woman wear in person. She wore the suit very well, even at her age. The thin material barely covers her pussy. It was cut very high at its hips and only a little over two inches wide at the front. This little material was starry white in colour. The upper part barely covered his nipples. The fine material was consistent with the graceful curves of its medium-sized breasts. I was there and I ruined like a typical teenager.

“Charlie, I’ll go back inside and change if you keep looking at me like that!”

“I’m sorry, Mrs. P. Uh… are you going to swim with us?”

“Oh, you idiot! This little thing isn’t built to swim, you should know!”

Mrs. Parkinson got close to me. Her predatory eyes flexing behind me to make sure her daughter wasn’t looking. I froze in front of her like a deer in the lighthouses, my fear and the desire to fight for control over my legs.

I declare Charlie! I feel like a little girl down there!”

She looked again on my shoulder and then in a quiet conspiratory voice, she said. “I knew when I bought this little thing that I should do a little hedge, if you know what I mean!”

Toy with my mind, Mrs. Parkinson’s hand moved her body and stopped her pussy mond to drive the point home. My eyes followed her hand as she knew.

“When I finished Charlie, that hay was almost gone!”

Her pink finger pushed the thin strip of fabric that always covered her pussy so lightly on the side as she took her hand away.

“That’s why it took me so long to get dressed! Now I think I’m gonna lie down and work on my tan. "

I couldn’t move, and I could only watch when Mrs. Parkinson reached and removed the towel that was around my waist. She assessed my state awake with a satisfied smile, then spyed on me and pushed me to the pool.

“You’d better have cold water on this thing before it turns off and turns off.”

Amber didn’t pay attention to what his mother told me. She had a great time playing in the water at the shallow end of their pool. I plunged into deeper water and used my momentum to surface in front of it.

“Hey, this water feels good Amber. You’re really lucky to have a pool.”

“Yes! My dad always wanted a pool. He promised to teach me to swim too.”

“Can’t you swim? I thought people who can’t swim are afraid to enter the water?”

“I can do a paddle, but that’s about it. It’s not very pretty, but it catches up with me. "

“Can you keep your breath and go under the water?”

“Of course. You want to see?”

“Yes. I’ll follow you.”

Amber pinched his nose between his thumb and his finger, took a breath and then went under the surface. I almost laughed at the comic way his cheeks suffocated. I was looking at his mother who, at that time, was lying on a patio lounge. It surprised me a bit that his head was turned away from us. I shaved my shoulders, took a quick breath and went to look at Amber. After about 15 seconds, she ran away and rose.

I had always been proud of how long I could hold my breath. I wasn’t prepared by hyperventilating in advance, but there was a lot of oxygen in my lungs to dazzle Amber with a little demonstration of my abilities. I left enough air to get me down. I saw Amber looking at me on the surface. My eyes then went to where the water level was on his flat stomach, then to his bikini bottoms. The cut of his costume was not as revealing as that of his mother, but the water made the material soft and supple. The ends of the bow ties that held his suit floated in a legible way in the water, begging me to test the strength of the node by shooting them. Too bad his mother was standing in the sun at 20 feet from us. I pushed my hand through the water so I could look at the bow tie moving in the current. When Amber felt the current against her body, she bounced and shook. The sudden movements she made in the water made her costume slide down her hips just a little, giving me a glimpse of her pussy. When the burns in my lungs couldn’t be ignored, I had to go up for the air.

Amber said, “Charlie, I was worried about you! Don’t do that anymore.”

“What do Amber do?”

“Don’t stay so long!”

“It was nothing! I can stay three times longer than that if I want it! Be careful!”

I started taking several deep breaths, wanting to see more charms from Amber. The sound of a wireless phone stopped me. Parkinson was lying on her belly in one of their living rooms near the pool. The strap to her bikini top was defeated and the two breasts came in sight when she went up to a elbow to take the phone. My 16-year-old eyes zoomed on her breasts like a remote camera. The fact that Mrs. P didn’t realize that I had a show allowed me to enjoy even more of the view. A punch on my arm followed by Amber’s reproachable expression made me tear my eyes.

“Sorry Amber, I couldn’t help him.” I said in a quiet voice that his mother can’t hear.

“It’s my MOTHER that you pervert!”

Amber’s voice was a little stronger than mine. She also wore a touch of jealousy with her. A point I recorded in my memory banks for possible future exploitation.

Mrs. P came by the pool “I’m sorry, Charlie, but I’m afraid the lunch we had planned must be postponed for another day.” She looked at her daughter. “It was your father. You know that big project he was working last week?”

Amber’s face changed to disappointment. “Yes?”

“Well, there’s a meeting today and your father left and left all his papers in the lair. We have to go to Phoenix and bring him the papers so he can get them for the meeting. After that, we have to take Cassandra to the airport, his flight was moved to 3:00 this afternoon instead of tonight.”

“But what about gymnastics tests? All the best coaches will be at the gym today!”

“Oh, you’re right, Amber. We need to find a way to get you to the gym. Do you think Lori’s mother can take you a ride?”

“I don’t know Mom, maybe. I should call him.”

Amber went by the pool and took his mother’s phone. She hit the number, put the phone in her ear and waited.

“Darn, no one answers!”

When she started to look panic, I came in. “I can take you to the gym if it helps you, Amber.”

“Yeah! Is Mom okay?”

“I don’t know honey. Charlie, didn’t you say you were going to work at 3:00?”

“Yes, but I don’t have to be here until 4:00. About everything I can do is stay and watch for a while. Do Amber think you can go home with someone?”

“I’m sure Lori will be here. If she’s not, Becky Larsen or Samantha Magruder will be there. Someone should be able to bring me home.”

“I’ll give you my work number in case. They’ll let me go long enough to take you home if you can’t go well?”

“Amber looked at his mother for permission. Mrs. P then looked at her daughter, assessing the risk of allowing her daughter to be alone with a 16-year-old boy.

“Okay, honey.”

Mrs. P looked at me, her expression is implausible. “Charlie, can I speak to you for a moment, inside the house?” She looked at her daughter. “Amber Honey, I know you’ll be nice enough to wait for Charlie to come out. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“Okay mom, I’m gonna stay in the superficial end so don’t worry about me.”

Ice water crossed my body. I knew Mrs. Parkinson was going to read the riot act when she took me alone. Let’s hope she doesn’t show her suspicions about what happened between her daughter and when she walked on us, I spent last night. No matter what she planned, I knew I deserved it. I followed him with obedience in the house, taking my towel to dry happily during the trip. Once inside, Mrs. P took me to their living room and then turned to face me.

“Charlie, why don’t you tell me why I need to talk to you? I’m not stupid so don’t even think about trying to confuse me?”

She was less than a foot of me. His eyes are bored in my soul. I knew trying to play innocent would only cause grief.

“You don’t trust me with Amber?”

“It’s a start. I have a question to ask you. Do you play a stinky finger with a girl in your room behind a closed door leaving a witness smell? Even if the girl is only 12 and the boy is old enough to know better?”

“Yes, ma’am, I suppose so.”

“Why would a good boy seem to go after a girl too young and innocent to know who can be trusted?”

“I’m sorry, Mrs…”

“What about you? You think I’ll believe you if you promise me you’ll never do it again, honest Injun?”

“No lady. You’re right.”

“Good! Now why then I allow a 16-year-old boy, who is a asshole, to think for him another occasion like the one he had last night with my daughter?”

“I don’t know. Perhaps Amber would have the broken heart if she missed the tests?”

“Charlie, do you want to guess what happened to me when I was at Amber’s age?”

" What? I don’t know!”

“The neighbor is what happened, Charlie! What did he do?

“He raped you?”

Mrs. Parkinson smiled attractive. “No sugar, I stayed virgin until I was 16. What Tommy did was allow me to believe I was his girlfriend. It took about a month for the bastard to talk to me to suck his dick!”

My body jumped when I felt Mrs. Parkinson’s hands on my hips. Meekly I tried to take a step back, but she grabbed my Speedo’s belt, stopping my retirement.

“He saw me watch him eat a Popsicle and then called me and said he’d give me half if I showed him my panties. I was only ten years old and half of a Popsicle looked very well so I showed him. Of course the next day, he was on his back porch with another. It was the first time he felt up. Before too long, we were in his tree house. I finished completely naked, sitting on his knees eating my half of his Popsicle while playing with my pussy and himself at the same time. I picked up a whole Popsicle when he wanted me to take it off. He kissed me for the first time after I brought him in. Next time he wanted me to put his dick in my mouth but I said no.”

“Tommy ate his Popsicle the next day when I looked through the fence. When I asked for mine, he told me I wasn’t his girlfriend anymore. What he told me hurts worse than the loss of a whole Popsicle. When I started crying, he entered his house and had another Popsicle. I watched him climb the tree in his garden and go back to his tree house. When I climbed after him, I didn’t realize exactly what I was going to get in. He gave me the Popsicle while he undressed. Usually he took all my clothes off, but he told me to undress. Of course, I had to give him my Popsicle to do it. When I was naked, Tommy rubbed my Popsicle on his erection. He broke it in his half and put it on each side of his dick. They were melting fast enough. To make a long story short, Tommy eventually got what he wanted, especially after throwing my clothes out the window and refusing to get them back until I had at least tried it.”

“Tommy was really nice to me after that because I ended up cleaning every bit of the root beer flavor of his dick. When he got close to coming, that bastard took my head and kicked my dick in my throat. Not only did he get my clothes, but he brought me another Popsicle too. Tommy harassed me and promised to be his girlfriend forever.

Like a stupid little girl, I thought so. I was there for a surprise about a week later when Tommy Jake’s friend managed to catch us both as I put Tommy’s dick in my mouth. Naturally, he threatened to tell us unless I did the same thing for him too.”

Mrs. Parkinson started working my bathing suits in my hips because she described what happened. Although I was terrified, my dick stretched to its limits, looking forward to playing. She grabbed my dick as soon as she’s free.

“I ended up blowing both Charlie, one just after the other. Yeah, I was more than a little scared when I did it, like you are now. Jake’s dick looked like a monster in my inexperienced eyes. In fact, it was your size, very respectable for a sophomore in high school. "

Mrs. Parkinson’s hand slowly started shooting at my dick. His other hand cut my balls. She smiles at the smile of control, domination.

“You’re about to get the shot of your life Charlie and you’re scared, aren’t you? Half of you don’t want anything better than running away and hiding, but this teen dick is thinking, isn’t it? When I see a good look at a boy who’s just about to reach his sexual premium, I have to own it. If only a little time.”

Mrs. P moved her hand to the end of my dick. She squeezed and shot my dick at the same time, like she was gonna wash a cow.

“Have you ever had a little boy? I’m not talking when you and Johnny, what’s his name shared the same tent in the summer camp. I mean a real curler, by a connoisseur!”

I hit my head. The words “No” stuck somewhere in me.

She pulled my balls and then grabbed a handful of my Speedo’s. I was driven by my dick and Speedo is on their couch then pushed me to sit with my ass on the edge of a pillow.

I saw Mrs. Parkinson’s desire in her eyes when she said to me, “When I blowed these first two boys so many years ago, Charlie, I was naked and at their mercy. I felt so dirty when they finally left me alone. I didn’t dare go out of my house after school for a week. Tommy and Jake got bored and entered the tree house. For some reason, I fought my fear and threw a tree so carefully. Do you want to guess what I saw these two bullies do? Tommy was on his hands and knees and Jake was behind him! Yeah, you guessed Charlie. Tommy took all the dicks from his best friend and loved him! The next day, I figured out what I saw while the two tried to get me into Tommy’s yard. From there, I’ve never been embarrassed by their fellows again. There’s a lot more I can tell you, like when I spent the night at my girlfriend’s house and sucked his older brother who was 14. All this made me work and you have exactly what I need.”

Mrs. Parkinson found herself behind her back and released the take to her bikini top. She held her height at the length of her arms on her side and then let her fall on the ground. His skimpy thong bass soon followed the costume. My eyes have traveled from her mid-sized breasts to her freshly shaved pussy.

“I’m Charlie.”

Mrs. P hung up in front of me and she took my Speedo. She ordered me to stretch my legs. When I was conforming, she pushed on my chest until my back rests against her couch’s back. She grabbed my dick and tightened it then forced my limb painfully hard down between my legs. When she was licking, my dick came back to her right position and went into the air.

Mrs. Parkinson Giggled, that’s why I developed a taste for the young dick. God, but you have a hard Charlie! Boys of your age can pull what I’m hungry again and again, with little or no rest between them. "

I wasted to the incredible sensation when she slipped my dick in her mouth, all taking me in a fast move. My hands unintentionally took hold of her head, but she took my hands in her and shot them. Mrs. P stayed there with my dick buried to the neck. As his tongue worked his magic on my sensitive side, I felt my balls drawing. I was too busy to stop myself. My dick started shooting in the heat of his mouth before even thinking about giving a warning.

My head fell next door and I shouted loud. Amber’s mother held my arms in place, supporting her wet hot mouth only enough to give her the throat of the space needed to swallow. She welcomed every powerful cum jet that my young kidneys could produce. Just when I thought I gave up on my last goo, Mrs. P slipped a single saliva and came a soaked finger after my sphincter. She had penetrated me only in the first joint of her finger, but the surprise and the new strange feeling made my dick abandoned the last of her reserves.

When my body calmed down and I let this long sex tension breath out. Mrs. Parkinson slowly removed her finger, then her mouth. She took my dick in her hand and then played her tongue along the sensitive underside for a while. Then she took all of me inside her. My eyes were closed when she finally pulled my dick My past, but still hard rock, hit my belly, then it’s a little dance at the rhythm of my heart.

I opened my eyes when I felt her boobs pressing against my chest, the strong smell of my heavy cum on her breath.

“It’s the mouth that knocked you out, Charlie!”

Mrs. P shared my lips with her tongue, sharing the taste with me. “So how was Charlie? I’m sure you can talk now that we have so… intimate?”

Fantastic! I’m sorry… I was so fast.”

“Don’t be Charlie. Some of my little young conquests have never done this to my mouth until they are formed. You know what sugar? You’re the oldest of them anyway. I’m as pervert as you are. Don’t worry. I’ll let you go, but not until I’m ready. You don’t have a choice, do you?

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good! Now I’ll state the basic rules. There are only three simple ones. The first one is the one you’d better never break or I’ll cut your balls personally. Don’t even believe in my daughter! Not even if she begs you to do it, understand?”

“I promise!”

“Now, I’m not thrilled with someone’s thought that forces my little girl to meet their own perverse needs, but you can’t help who can you? As long as you don’t push her too hard or break the confidence she gave you, I’ll pretend to be the ingenable adult that all children at that age think their parents are. Did you bring her last night with your finger in her pussy?”

I refused to agree.

“But you haven’t had enough time to convince her to get rid of your rocks?”

“No.”

“Did you ever do it with other girls?”

“No!”

“You’re bringing her in enough time and she’ll do whatever you ask her. Take this as someone’s advice with experience. Have you ever licked a girl’s pussy?”

“No, but I asked myself a question.”

“Do it, Charlie! I’d let you lick mine if we had time. This is rule number two. When I say the word, you come run! No matter what you had planned or who you are currently understanding? You apologize, and take your dick. Be discreet too. My husband is aware of my little essays since we were married. He’s not thrilled with the idea, but he learned to pretend it’s not the case.”

“Okay, I get it.”

“Rule number three Charlie. I’m not cruel or sadistic, I promise. But no matter what I tell you to do, you do it or everything will be over! I’m gonna drop you like a hot rock! This includes Amber, I’ll put her out of your reach! "

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Good! Now get out of here before my daughter’s curiosity goes better!”

Mrs. Parkinson took our costumes. She put mine in my knees and went to her room. After I gave my Speedo back, I sat there for a while trying to figure out what I had found. I hit my head and went to the pool.

Amber looked at me with concern. “What did Mom tell you? You’ve been there for a long time!”

I want in the water, using time under the water to think of something to tell him. I was glad my erection approached and I could throw my dick down before I got out of their house. Like Amber’s small bikini background with the side links came to my reach, my tool tried in the vein to deploy again. I landed in front of her.

“She said you have a crush on me and expect me to act like a gentleman around you.”

“Parents can be so stupid. You’re not a gentleman around me, you’re Charlie!”

“Well, I guess you’re both just Amber. I shouldn’t let my other head think about me when I’m around you. And you shouldn’t wear that clever little thing you have on me either! It gives me nasty thoughts!”

“Oh, no, you’re not Charlie! I swear everything you think? You’re so perverted!”

“I may be a pervert amber, but one thing I promise. You don’t have to worry that I’m trying to get to the end.”

“Uh, and you expect me to believe you? You’re a man Charlie! What does he want?” “Satisfaction, that sums up in a word. Some just want sex, maybe most guys Amber, but there are a lot of other ways to have fun without doing the “F” thing!

“Oh, yeah, like what?”

And last night?

Amber started to blur, his mother went out by the pool by putting his earrings. “Okay, are you having fun?

“Okay Mom!”

Mrs. P turned out. Just before she opens her patio door. “Good luck testing honey, and don’t give Charlie a problem, you do what he says right?”

After closing the patio door, I turned to the amber smile. “You heard your mother Amber. You have to do what I say!”

“She didn’t mean that, Charlie!”

I laughed loud. Amber’s expression was invaluable. We heard the garage door open, then near the car. Now we were totally alone.

Amber looked a little hurt so I took some deep breaths and the dove under the water to give him some time to compose. I moved to the bottom and looked at his body remotely. Soon she got close. I heard her squeal through the water when I caught her two feet. She inadvertently supported her hands on her pussy. A quick laugh of me brought bubbles to the surface. Amber was getting closer once again while I was running out of breath.

“What were you doing under there?”

“Just look at you and wait to get closer.”

“I almost pissed when you grabbed my ankles! You scared me!”

“There’s nothing to fear from Amber. What should I do to prove it to you?”

“Learn to swim? Without feeling up!”

“Now it’s a challenge, but I accept. Do you realize I need to hold you while I teach you?”

“Of course, idiot! It’s the perfect test. If you can do it without opening me, I think you might be able to trust. "

“You know what would be a better test? Take off your bikini and let me teach you that! There would be much less water resistance!”

“No, no!”

I had to laugh again. The girl thought I was serious. She stole her lower lip for a while, then decided to laugh with me. When our laughter died, I moved it to me and held it out, facing the ground in the water.

“All right, show me how you can kick.”

I looked at how his legs moved, which was more than enough to propel it through the water. Then my eyes settled on the small covered end of Amber. The water currents his boot feet made the material covering his butt to flank. It didn’t reveal much, but it was always very interesting for me. My dick was still shrimp, but even this little thing had its problems. My dick ran into its limits, but she couldn’t overcome it. I promised myself that before the day, I would have undo those little knots that were holding her bikini bottom in place. I let Amber get out of the shallow water. When I showed him how to wrap his arms and turn his head on the side to breathe, we hit our first stumbling block.

“But I can’t do the two arms that cause the water in my nose. I need a hand to rip my nose off.”

It’s easy to cure Amber. You need to learn to keep the water by blowing the air from your nose. You don’t need to blow to keep the water out. After a little, all you have to do is blow enough air to keep the air in your nostrils. So you can stop and keep the air there. I guess you have an idea for that.

It took a little persuasion to try my idea. Once she finally tried it, she got it very fast. I showed her how to make a setback in the water and how it was the only time she needed to blow her nose. When Amber sunk a turn length in the water, she was ecstatic. I hit water in the middle of the pool when she threw me in. She hung up on my body like a monkey and I had to double my efforts to keep both of us floating.

“I did Charlie!”

“You did it right! Now we’d better have more water before we both drown. "

I hit my back and started the frog to hit to the superficial end with Amber’s arms around the neck. With a big smile, I held her body against mine by putting my two hands on her back.

“The lesson is on Pumpkin, okay?”

Amber didn’t answer. Naturally, I took his silence as his agreement. At the shallow end, I made a turn and I turned to the opposite end. I made the first slow laps with amber clinging nervously to me. Finally, she relaxes, leaving her legs hanging behind her.

“What I do is a pumpkin. It works really well under the water too.”

“Uh huh.”

While pushing us through the water at a rhythm of leisure my hands get up and down his back, soothing his fears of water and me.

“I won’t do anything to hurt you. Don’t you believe me?”

Amber drowned, his cheek against mine. I pulled her wet hair away from us and kissed her cheek. Once back to the shallow end, I stopped kicking and then dug into the water enough so that just our heads were out of the water. Amber wrapped his legs around my middle to help hold his body in place. I got under Amber’s ass and slipped a hand in my trunks. My tense cock thanked me by rising up in complete glory after I shot him in a right position. The staircase of the superficial end gave me an idea that I would slowly move towards this path and sit on one of the lower steps. Amber sat on my knees in front of me with his legs still wrapped around my hips. We kissed tenderly and spoke in low tones. I felt and touched my way around his back and my ass freely. Sometimes I’d slip a hand in the back of her bikini bottom. They became more cowardly on his body while the material extended to accommodate my hands.

Every time one of my hands ran into the tie of the bow in the middle of his back that held his top in place, I would keep myself. I told Amber that it was on the way by slipping my hand under it or leaving the material stretching and then returning to place while my fingers passed it. The time had come for me to remove this first barrier in the middle of his back. My fingers found both ends and slowly pulled. The node had tightened the extra tension caused by my hands. There was no mistake when the node broke out. Amber tightened me by holding his top in place between us.

“Pumpkin, look at me, honey.”

When Amber’s head came out of my cheek and looked in my eyes, I said. “We have a six-foot fence between us and the outside world. Your house and mine are the only ones on this block. Even the construction workers left for the day. No one else but me will see anything.”

The tie of the bow on the back of his neck easily spread. I got a free end and I got out. Amber felt the tension and released it around my neck just enough to allow him to escape. She redoubled her efforts and hung me again. Even if the skin on my chest could barely discern its pressing nipples against it, my excitement grew. I let the moment pass and I gently ran my nails up and down. When I grabbed her arms for no reason asking her to release her handle she resisted.

“What is pumpkin?”

“No, that’s not it.” Amber said in a calm but high-cachea tone.

“What’s the problem then? You can tell me.

“I just don’t know why you want to see up there. I have nothing!”

“Do you remember when you realized I could see in front of your dress last night? I know you caught me in the air because I saw him in your face. "

“Yes, I remember.”

“Well? You have something up there, cute LITTLE with little pointed nipples stopping. I got hot when I first saw them. I was even hotter when I felt your nipples grow up like I played with them.”

“You’re gonna laugh at me. Why else would you like to do it when you can get an older girl to look.”

“Amber… I’m gonna be honest with you. Look in my eyes so you know I’m telling you the truth, okay?

“You’re right to ask why I want you when I can get other girls closer to my age. I had friends at school. I even slept with one of them. Why do I care about you, I’d really like to know why, but you’re really turning on me! I’ve never been shot by a girl before, but you’re making me hot! There’s something in me that makes me like me. It’s wrong to feel like that, but I can’t help myself. I know that.”

I held her head to make sure she would see in my soul. “I’m not gonna hurt you or laugh. I know better than trying to go too far and… well… you know.”

I felt Amber slowly drop his arm around my neck. His body has moved away from mine, allowing my eyes to feast on his newly twisted beauty. His smile answered me when our eyes met. I wrapped my fingers around his ribs on each side and used the side of my thumbs to tease his nipples standing proudly.

“I dare you swim on the other side of the pool and come back like this Amber!”

“I’ll do it if you do it too, Charlie!”

“It’s not fair, but you have an agreement!”

Amber swam as fast as she could at the deep end and then back to where I had moved to stand in the middle of the shallow end.

“All right, it’s your turn now, Charlie, but you have to take your bathing suit off first!”

“It wasn’t Pumpkin’s market.”

UH HUH! You agreed!”

“Yes, but who’s the one who took your top?”

I held my arms by indicating what she had to do if she wanted me to finish my part of the market. She put her jaw and went up to me and started working my Speedo on my hips.

“It will be easier if you disable the support cord in the front pumpkin.”

Getting angry with her a little boldly shot the front of my open suit, found the ends of the node and shot. When the node came free, she took them down until she could reach without her head hanging. After looking at me for advice, she realized she had to take them alone. Amber pinched his nose with a hand then went under. She must have taken her hand off her nose to get my suit.

Victorious to the last Amber came to fade. “There’s smart pants! Let’s see how you like it!”

I looked calmly as my Speedo came out of Amber’s hand to land far from the water edge. I should get out of the water to get them back, a little business for me. “Okay, it’s okay, honey!”

I did my best backstroke, using a frog kick instead of racing style. With my dick standing proudly from my pool. I made several leisure laps, then I stopped next to Amber who was kissing wisely to the ties of his little bikini stock.

“Hey squirt, you kept your breath under the water! Try this. It’s called hyperventilation.”

Amber followed my lead by taking several quick deep breaths and then went under me, holding his nose. His boiling body floated at the top but his head was still under water, his eyes fixed on my dick. I had settled the bottom and laid my back directly under it. To give a show to Amber, I brought my hand to my dick and then I started slowly crumbling. Amber’s eyes have spread out, memorized by my show. The 12-year-old girl held her breath as long as she could then get her head out of the water. I approached her, my erection struck her body as I raised her.

“That’s how he’s doing Charlie?”

“Yes. I saw where you were so I could give you a little show. What did you think, you loved her?”

Amber answered my question. I decided it was time to see if I could get his bikini bottoms from his body.

“How long do you think I can hold my breath under Pumpkin’s water?”

“I don’t know, more than a minute?”

“I’ll make a bet with you, okay?”

Amber looked at me suspiciously. “What kind of bet?”

“If I stay under the water for one and a half minutes, I can untie one side of your bikini bottoms. Two minutes and I’m able to untie the other side. Two and a half minutes and I’ll take them out of your body. If I don’t stay under for at least two and a half minutes, you can tighten everything and I’ll try nothing else for the rest of the day. What do you mean?”

“No! What do I have if you lose?”

“I don’t know. Just tell me.

Amber was thinking a while, then his face turned on. “You have to do what I say for a whole day!”

“You mean being your slave for a day? Would it start today? Or another day.”

“Not today, it must be just for a whole day.”

“What about your mother? She’s gonna think something’s going on when I start doing what you tell me to do, you think about that?”

“Okay, but maybe when no one is there?”

“You can divide it if you want Amber. How’s it been 12 hours? If you tell me to do something that takes only a few minutes, it’ll take an hour. And that?”

All right! Give me your watch!

“How am I gonna know what time it is if you have my watch? Can I trust you to report at the right time?”

Amber burned his head solemnly. I gave him a bad comic eye then I started hyperventilating while taking off my watch. When I headed down the higher oxygen abundance, I pressed the timer button and then delivered the watch to Amber and went under. I decided to take Amber’s ankles to help me hold back instead of blowing the air. The longest time I could have stayed under the water was just under three minutes. This time, I had to leave enough air to lose buoyancy, so now I had a slight advantage. Unfortunately, it was at least a month since my swim. I wondered if my lack of exercise would affect my lung power.

One thousand, two thousand, I counted the seconds in my head. Sixty seconds passed, then another 30 seconds. Amber’s feet have changed nervously. She pointed me out, a little late in my accounts, but I let him pass. His buttocks, loosed by my exploratory hands, have already allowed a tip of his lips almost without hair to sprinkle underneath the blue fabric that covered his crotch. I pulled the knot out of one hand. Amber squealed and clutched at the ends. Thirty seconds and the other node fell victim to my fingers. She never gave a signal, but I couldn’t blame the girl. The next thirty seconds seemed to take eternity. Amber was desperately tied to the material in front of his little bikini bottoms. To make time go faster, I worked my way behind her to look at her tight little butt. I used her legs to propel me behind her, so even if she was trying to cheat her body around I had the view I wanted. My mind had lost my mind but I knew the two and a half minutes had passed. The burns I felt in my lungs told me a lot.

The poor girl seemed more than a little scared when I shot her floating funds. Amber’s cries have become plaintiff. She dropped my watch to hold the back half of her bikini to her body.

I plucked my watch from the bottom of the pool, and then I got my head out of the water, I took the air. When I saw how hard Amber was crying, I felt about two inches high. I was blamed for causing his fear and misery.

“I’m sorry Pumpkin!” I apologized when I pulled his shivering body against mine.

She’s always desperately tied herself to her one-handed suit, but she wrapped her other hand around my neck. His screams went on the train and sounded in my ears.

“I should have known it was too much to ask you. Please forgive me, darling?”

“Can we get out of the water now, Charlie? I really didn’t want to be such an honest baby!”

“Don’t worry about this honey. We’re gonna dry you up, okay?

I barely recognized that Amber had wrapped his other hand around my neck while I wore his naked body with water. My mind made me record that she still had her tight little bikini background in her fist because he was now dragging in my back, leaving all the water lanes springing from the soaked material. I plucked the two towels that were on a table waiting for us and wrapped one of them around her as I could with one hand. The fresh air-conditioned temperature inside Amber’s house makes it shiver even more. I took her to the hall looking for her room. Passing the door open to a bathroom I have an idea. I turned the water to their bathtub and tested the temperature. When the water looked good, I pulled the button that was running the water to the shower. Amber always hung at me while I came in and closed the sliding glass door to the shower.

Amber calmed down considerably while Luke-warm water from the showerhead sprayed on her body. I sat at the bottom of the bathtub, grabbed a bottle of shampoo and started putting his hair. After rinsing the second lot of shampoo from her hair, she was back to herself.

Amber was sitting in my knees in front of me while I save a linen and started rubbing her back. The guilt of having upset her in the pool had caused my erection to fall, although I had not noticed the fact at the time. While my linge hit his ass, my dick started getting up again. I expected that Amber would react badly when I felt the head of my tail pressed her against her underside. She suffocated involuntaryly, then shook herself in my knees, reacting to the strange new contact on her back

Amber laughed.

“I’m sorry, honey. Sometimes it’s clean. I got you. Everything’s cleaned. You can get up and clean the rest by yourself.”

“Can you do it for me, Charlie? It’s really nice when you wash me. "

“Sure Pumpkin. Do I let you make your private parts?”

“You can do it too. I’m not scared anymore!”

“Good darling. Why don’t you get up for me then.”

Amber dug when she got on my dick standing in the bathtub. Her pussy was laid just above my face as she stood in front of me. For the first time, I saw her. I caught the toilet linen and cleaned his legs then forward, saving the best for the last. For her pussy, I threw the linen aside and bleeding my hands. My eyes have taken into the damaged hair that germinated from where the swell of her lobe turned into the inside. He formed two thin, slightly dark lines that barely met at the top of his pussy.

When my soapy fingers slipped between the folds of her pussy, I knew I was in heaven. Amber squilled and stood on the handles in the wall and shower door while I cleaned and explored every crevasse and folded that she had to offer. She even raised her leg and placed it on the side of the bathtub to give me full access. She burst when I gently extended her tight little asshole with the tip of my finger.

When Amber was clean squeaky and rinse everywhere I got up. She just seemed a little disappointed when I caught a fresh towel and started drying her body after I dried happily. When I was convinced that she was completely dry, I wrapped a towel around her slender body and I picked her up like a new wife.

“Where’s your Pumpkin room?”

“Right there.” Amber turned to a closed door. There was a slight suspicion of resignation in his tone of his voice that betrayed his belief that our games were over.

I threw it on her bed, I looked in her eyes. “You trust me Pumpkin?”

Amber moored, then bit his lower lip when I opened the towel that covered his squeaky-clean nudity. Her legs were slightly separated, exposing her pink pussy to my festive eyes. I ran my hand in his leg, which made him shake and close his legs. After a while, she smiled widely, then extended her legs. Her separate pussy lips revealing her inner flesh. From my sitting position at the foot of her bed, I grabbed her two legs and I slept on my stomach with my face pointed directly between her legs. While Amber tried to fly away, not knowing what I was in my turn. My tongue separated her lips and returned with the taste of her sex. The second time I extended between her lips until my tongue came in contact with her clit. Amber took a strong breath and pushed his basin into my tongue. I came home for more, hitting his sensitive clitoris with my tongue. In a few minutes, she took cover of her bed, her body shook in response to the sensations that flooded the center of pleasure of her brain. .

Amber came hard. She spoke her strong ecstasy and pushed her pussy against my face. With a last luxuriant cry, the body of the 12-year-old girl was rigid, then her muscles relaxed. Amber was too far to react to my tongue when I folded her knees and extended her tight virgin pussy with my tongue. There was no reaction when I walked her either. I knew I could fuck her at that time and she wouldn’t stop me. As bad as my dick was writing for liberation, I held up.

I got up from bed and sat between Amber’s legs to wait for her to come back from a never-born country. Amber sighs and opens her eyes. In a flash, she shook my arms. Her wet pussy lips opened to accept the length of my clumsy erection. She sighed and shook her hips, fondling her pussy around my dick even more. The tender underside of my dick pressed against his open pussy of his clit ultra sensitive to the opening of his virginity. I wrapped an arm around his upper body and cut his ass off with the other, then I pressed it to me even tighter. Amber laughed. She collapsed again and I answered in kind.

My hands urged Amber to move his body against mine. The intensity of my sensations has increased exponentially while Amber’s pussy spread to my dick. Amber bit his lip and began to slide and slide up and down the length of my dick in seriousness. I came for her when she looked in my eyes. She came for the second time shortly after me. After a joyful eternity, we released and returned to her bed in opposite directions.

I found the satisfaction that I had never known. Close my eyes, I relaxed and let my mind drift. I was awakened when I felt Amber’s hand gently taking my dick slightly flogging but still erect. When I opened my eyes, Amber looked at the sperm she had sampled between her fingers. She looked at me and smiled.

Is that how a guy looks?

“Yeah, it gets a little embarrassing.

“I can fix Charlie, I’ll be right back.”

Amber came back with a hot wet cloth and sat on the side of his bed and cleaned me. Even if I had two of the best orgasms in my life that day, my dick rose on occasion like a soldier. After rinsing the linen, she came back to her room.

She sat on her bed and left a sigh. “It’s almost 2 hours Charlie, I have to do something to eat, then we have to go.”

“Yes, I suppose you’re right Pumpkin.”

“We can stay here and forget the tests.”

“Oh no! What would your mother think when she found out? Who would she be alive, certainly not you!”

“But we will never do things again! You’ll have another girlfriend and forget all about me!”

Amber started crying, I pulled his small, slender naked body on the top of mine. “It’ll never happen. What you and I lived was the best EVER! I will never forget, or YOU!”

“But my son-in-law will be here tonight. She’ll ruin everything!”

“Cassandra is your sister? You seemed happy she was coming. Why would she make a difference between us?”

“Cassandra is almost 14 years old! She has boobs and everything!”

“So?”

“She’s gone too! Cassandra is BEAUTIFUL and she knows it too! She can have any boy she wants!”

“I will not know then, don’t worry. I’ve seen a lot of girls like this Amber, they’re all me, me, me. I was there and I learned everything about this guy.”

“No, you can’t ignore it. She’s my best friend.”

“What do you want me to do about her?”

Amber looked worried, she climbed from me and sat on the edge of her bed, facing me. “Why things must be so complicated!”

“What’s wrong? You want me to promise to resist his charms? It’s not a problem. "

“I can’t tell you, you’re gonna hate me if you know!”

I turned back on my side and looked at Amber’s back, wondering what she was so worried about. It didn’t take long to find an educated guess.

“Amber, I think I can guess what your secret could be and it doesn’t matter to me.”

“No, you can’t!”

“Is Cassandra sleeping here with you when she visits the honey?”

Amber turned and looked at me, his shocked expression revealed the truth. She quickly turned away and covered her face in her hands.

“Do you love her then, honey?”

“No! I thought I did, but now things are different. "

“Because of you and me?”

Amber hit his head. “What am I gonna do tonight, Charlie?”

“What you feel like a sweet one. I have no restraints on you anyway.”

“You never want me again if I do.”

“Bullshit Amber. It won’t change anything.

Amber looked at me impatiently. “You hate me now that you know?”

“Would Cassandra hates you if she knew what we did Amber? Did she promise she’ll only love you the last time you were together?”

“No, she loves boys too, but not as much as the girls as I suppose.”

“Are you sure she’s been with the others since she was there?”

“Yes, she even told me on the phone. "

“Take yourself with his Amber, come see me. I’ll prove what I’m saying is true then. "

Amber looked in my eyes and saw the truth there. “Okay Charlie, I will if that’s what you want. I’ll even let her use her tongue on me now that I know what it does, thanks to you.”

“You licked her last time she was there?”

“No, but she wanted me to do it.”

“You were the first I did to Amber. I just had to try.”

“Really Charlie”?

“Yes, I liked to do it too!”

“Can I try with you, Charlie?”

“I was hoping you’d be Amber. I thought I had to talk to you.

Amber looked at my erection and then reached to touch it. I had to take her hand, knowing there was no way she would stop if she started.

“There’s no time. If I let you touch me, I’d lose control. Tell me what. Let’s get used to it and get a burger before we drop you to the Gym.”

Amber looked a little hurt, but when I showed her what time she understood. While she dressed up, I went to the pool and got my bathing suit. I came home and took Amber. She looked so sexy in her leotards with her little niblets running away. That was all I could do to get away from her hands. After taking a quick meal at the hamburger, I put it in the gym, then I went to work.

About 6:00, my boss told me I had a call. I went to get the phone.

“Hello?”

“Charlie is you?”

“Yeah, honey. Do you need a ride?”

“Kinda, I mean I can take a ride if you can’t take me. I was thinking Cassandra and things like that.”

“Yes?”

“Do you remember the bet we made and what you said to be my slave for one day?”

There was no way that Amber won that bet, but being his slave might be interesting. I let her continue.

“That’s true. I suppose I owe you that?”

“Oh, good! Before we try what we talked about with Cassandra, I want to try with you.”

“What time are your parents waiting at home? I don’t think there’ll be enough time.”

“I thought well on the way home.”

“There’s an idea of Pumpkin! I’ll meet you in front of you in about 15 minutes?”

I hung the phone and hit my head. My boss already knew I’d need to leave a little, so it wasn’t a problem. I caught one of the towels in the linen and stuffed it in my pocket when I got out of the door.

Amber was waiting on the sidewalk when I went to the parking lot. Her hot smile made my cock already stiff giving a lard in my pants. Like a good slave, I hated my pants and took my dick at his request. For most of the car home, Amber’s hands worked their magic. It was too dangerous to let her do more than that in the traffic. I finally had to get out of a side street when I couldn’t take it anymore.

Amber smiled at me and licked his lips when I put him in front of his house. His son-in-law came out of the house laughing and waving. They were digging when I left. The skin on my dick was raw and hurt by Amber’s inexperienced teeth, but I didn’t care.

I’ll always remember that the first time that Amber hit my dick. In time, his talent was equal to that of his mother. Amber had one thing on his mother. She had the most incredibly tight pussy I ever felt. That’s right, I couldn’t help myself. Fortunately, Mrs. P never knew. But she knew I was a pervert?

See also

• The stranger
• Sex with stepsister
• Highway sex
• Interrupted sleep
• Goldie