Amber

It was the summer of 1997. I just finished my second year in high school when Amber's family moved to the next house. The housing development we lived in was new and our family had moved to our house the previous month. Like most of the new housing developments, it is located on the outskirts of the city. I had a job as a waiter at a meat shop and my parents had bought me a cheap old car so I could get around. My mother was able to get a good job as a business agent after starting high school and was old enough to defend herself.

The hours I worked were 4:00 in the afternoon until midnight. I didn't even know a family had moved next door. Naturally, my attention was amazed when I learned that the Parkinsons (our new neighbors) were invited to our house for dinner and had a daughter. My girlfriend and I had broken up at the end of the school year and I felt very lonely. When I knew Parkinson's daughter was only twelve years old, my mood was dark. It was my luck that fate sent me neighbors who were not at my age, men or women.

I was in front of my computer playing Descent when my mother called. I had heard the hit and arrival of our new neighbors but level 13 had been kicking my ass and was finally finding out the trick to hit the mini boss.

"Charlie, go out and meet the new neighbors!"

"In a moment, Mom! I am in the middle of a battle!"

"That's not soon enough! I'd better get your ass out here right now or I'll turn off the switch to your room again!"

"No! Wait, it's the dirty mom pool!"

"It can be a dirty pool, but I'm sure you get your attention, now get out!"

I paused and silently cursed my father for showing my mother the perfect way to get away from my computer games. With a sigh I put my ass in my chair, I went to the door and opened it. Mom was waiting there as she knew she would be. He smiled and kicked my cheek.

"Come on, honey, there's more life than sitting in front of that infernal contraction of yours. Parkinson seems very nice. "

I followed my mother down the hall and joined the meeting. It started with the usual presentations. Bob Parkinson, the Father seemed to be in the late 1930s. He was half bald, but his handshake was firm. He seemed to be in good shape for his age. June Parkinson the Mother was a real nocaut. I immediately fell into lust with her.

There was something about the way Mrs. Parkinson threw my hand. Maybe it was because she had my hand a little more than usual. The way her fingers traced her path along my palm when she let go of my hand certainly moved my imagination to say the least. I was sure that when June Parkinson looked into my eyes she saw immediately through my skin and hit the lust that was driving my mind and body for sixteen years. His smile, combined with the twin in his eyes told me he enjoyed the effect that his discrete signs had on me. The way he looked at me almost made me start shaking. He did it very discreetly, but I certainly felt his intentions. I was squeezing, looking at my reactions to see if I could make a proper new conquest. Another trophy you could add to your collection. The tight dress he wore accentuated his figure with taste. When he came back to sit down, I had to rip his eyes off his ass.

I wasn't a virgin, but I had sex with one girl, my old girlfriend Sherry. We did the writing five times before a pregnancy scare looked like our love life. Fortunately for us his period was only a week late. However, the tension was too much for our relationship. We broke up about two weeks after the scare.

Amber was his daughter's name. The look in her eyes when she and I were introduced was clearly evident that the girl had developed an immediate blow on me. Although I was pretty, I wasn't interested. Her 12-year-old body was what her age implied, a girl who was too young to be of interest to me. Amber's little pointers sprouted from her chest enough to show the beginnings of puberty. He had no bra, and he had no need to use one except to hide his little nipples. In fact, they remembered the old Band-Aids joke that I had heard so many times at school before. He wore a short yellow sun, which was a little small in it. He seemed tall for his age, as his body had just passed through a growth boost. Amber definitely took her mother to where she looks. They had the same light brown hair. Amber's hair, however, was longer than her mothers and showed signs of sun bleaching that was normal for a child.

Our two families sat together and exchanged small talks. Mrs. Parkinson quietly led the conversation to me, pulling out what my interests were. I looked at my parents from time to time to see if they were aware of what their new underlying motives were, but they were both blind. Even though I desperately fought for this thirty-year-old married woman, I felt that I would eat if I ever put my hands on me.

When I mentioned my computer Amber's eyes lit up. "Wow, do you really have a Charlie computer? I've been trying to get my dad to buy one but he said we didn't need it."

Mr. Parkinson fired the idea with a wave of his hand. "Why we could use something like that anyway. Computers are only very expensive calculators. They will make your lazy mind Amber. "

I asked, "Don't your secretary have a computer to use where Mr. Parkinson works?"

"No, the owner doesn't believe in them. I'm inclined to agree with him too. "

"Wow, that must be tough. How much correspondence does your secretary write in one day?"

"He's always pulling off his typewriter son. I'm guessing she's doing maybe ten pieces of correspondence on a good day, why?"

"Is that counting the hard drafts too?"

"No, I guess not, but Clara's a good guy. Don't make too many mistakes."

"Well, how about when you want to change something in the draft. Does your secretary have to write it back?

"Yeah, what's up?"

"With a computer, changing a document only takes a minute or two. The entire document is saved as a file. All you need to make a change is to bring the file and insert whatever you want. You'll also have the original if you want it. You'd be surprised how long your company could save. "

"Now you don't think we haven't thought of getting a computer or two, but Clara is being too old to learn new things. We get along with the old proven and true methods."

"How long do you think your secretary will need to write a five-page letter after reviewing it, Mr. Parkinson?"

"About half an hour or so, Clara is very good Tipist."

"Would you mind trying a quick experiment, sir? I have an old report we could use. I think it's about five pages or so."

"Sure son, I'll play."

"Go ahead and I'll print it. "

Amber asked, "Can I see your computer Charlie?"

With a wink from his parents Amber followed me down the hall to my room. She was next to my chair and looked as I searched for the book report file I wanted.

"Wow Charlie, your computer looks great!

"Naw, I just upgraded to a Pentium 75. This baby makes a 486 look like a dinosaur."

When Amber bowed to have a closer look at my tower I saw the top of her dress open around the corner of my eye. After sending the document to my printer I looked back, upset with myself for trying to look down on a girl's dress so young. My peripheral vision had not deceived me. Right before my eyes were the last dream of the voyeur. I could see Amber's two breasts up to her punctured nipples. My dick gave a flashlight and began to grow.

When Amber suddenly straightened out, I knew she had caught me looking at the sight she had given me inadvertently. Fortunately the printer had just spit the last page. I pulled out the five leaves and pretended nothing was a mistake. Dreading to look into her eyes. My mother and Mrs. Parkinson went to the kitchen to take care of dinner when we returned to the living room so I sat next to Amber's father and gave him the report and a pin.

"It's okay now and make some changes. Your changes don't need to make sense or be correct because this is just a test. You'll see what I mean when I get you the edited copy."

With several blooms of my pen, Mr. Parkinson made about ten changes. Little did he know that his trust in the old ways would soon be shaken.

He gave me the report and said, "Don't be late for dinner, son. Your mother will have my skin!"

"No problem with that gentleman, what time do you have?"

He looked at his watch. "I have five fifteen in my nose."

"Well, I'll be back in a while."

Amber followed me while I returned to my room. She quietly closed the door and stood next to my chair, staring at me while I was going to work. After answering a few questions I decided to move on and give you a step-by-step explanation as I progressed.

Amber bowed a little and the top of her dress was opened again. She took what she was doing and quickly pushed the material that separated her in the chest with her hand, then straightened up. I could say I was thinking of my irritating eyes because his hand was still in his upper chest. Amber would avoid eye contact when she would look to see if she understood what she was explaining.

Amber eventually took her hand off her chest. Then my surprise bowed enough to give me a hint of the previous view I had enjoyed before. I tried to make it fresh this time and I only use my peripheral vision to see, but my eyes had a mind of their own. My first quick glances were soon stretched into obvious eyes. Especially, he put his hands on his knees to hold his upper body and fold more. Knowing their pointed little things were not only exposed, but they were also being openly looked. Amber's nipples became more pronounced right in front of my eyes. Although we both knew what we were doing, we deliberately avoided making visual contact that would communicate our mutual knowledge of the game that we had begun.

I had to write a little, and a little cut and pasta. After having shown Amber the commands, she wanted to have a chance. After some uncomfortable attempts, I suggested that you sit on my lap so you could have better access to my keyboard. My erection was pointing up and firmly bound by my pants. As long as I didn't go too far back, I was sure I wouldn't feel it and get scared.

Amber's quick deal surprised me a bit. Not only had an almost continuous view on the front of her dress, she couldn't see where she was looking either. We no longer had to pretend not to notice each other's part in the game.

It was a freshly shining smell of his hair, the feeling of his ass while moving on my lap that made me move our game to the next level. My hormones began to override the objections and danger alarms my superior I was sending to my brain.

I brushed my cheek against her hair and spoke softly in Amber's ear. "Do you want to move on and make the last changes in Amber?"

As my mind shouted at me not to make my next move, I put my hand in his stomach. The next step was to Amber. I held my breath and hoped he would realize why my hand was on his stomach and what his decision would involve. My reasoning to itself quietly begged her to say no, or at least throw me out of hand and stop me before my next attempt would make things too clear for her to ignore.

After a moment of doubt Amber nodded his head. "Okay, Charlie, I think I know what to do. Don't you help me unless I ask you to be okay?"

While Amber moved the mouse to the scroll bar to find where to make the next edition, I moved my thumb up and down through her upper abdomen and waited for her reaction. All I had to do was give me a sign of his disapproval and I would have liked to stop, but he didn't.

Amber was targeting the screen. "This part here is where I have to make the right change Charlie?"

"That's Amber." I moved my whole hand up and down as the last warning. "You're doing great!"

"So now I push the left button and drag it like that? Charlie, it worked! This is great!"

"Yes, with a little more practice you will be an expert." I leaned forward, acting as if I needed a closer look. My hand moved up, resting directly on his left chest. Maybe after showing your father what we've done, he'll get you a computer of his own!"

Amber looked down at my hand, which was gently pressing against her left chest. The alarm bells hid deep inside my head, warning me to remove my hand. My mind touched a warning scene of the 12-year-old girl was running to her parents. I saw the look on my father's face as the poor annoying girl told everyone in the room where I had put my hand. I paid for the vision without mind and deluded more deeply. While Amber was looking, I moved my hand two inches down. My thumb went up and got into the tip of his left nipple.

Amber's expression reflected the strange new feeling that the side of my thumb caused while mocking his nipple. His eyes went back to my computer screen after my second step. The sensation of its utterly erect tip more pronounced. I stopped and waited for the shit to hit the fan.

"My dad will never buy me a computer, Charlie. Mom says it's so cheap that he screams when he walks!"

The critical moment had come and gone and somehow the girl in my lap had decided to let it pass. I've never been so terrified and yet incredibly excited in my life. Unfortunately, the changes in my document were completed. The silence between us was becoming more and more obvious. As my blue steel erection demanded attention I took the mouse and moved the pointer over the signal and clicked.

"Perhaps this demonstration changes his mind, Amber. You must see the writing on the wall sooner or later."

Amber sighed and bowed back against my chest. "I hope Charlie, would it be okay if I came tomorrow and played with your computer a little more?"

"Sure, as long as your parents don't care."

"Oh, my mom will be glad to get me out of the house! And Dad, he's too busy to take care of what I do while working. All he cares about is if my grades are good because he wants me to go to college."

"There's your lever, Amber!"

I leaned to get the papers out of my printer, holding it against me. As I straightened Amber rested on my lap, scooting her body closer to mine. A shiver ran through my body when his ass tightened against my Levi's lump. I tried to scan the document, but my eyes looked at Amber's extended legs that were now out of mine. His short dress showed almost all his legs and my mind shouted at me to follow matters further. I moved the top of the paper back and pretended to scan the next page.

"Yes, it looks great Amber!"

I held my breath and gently placed my right hand on the naked flesh of his leg right above his knee, waiting for Amber to allow my advance. For a long moment I wished my hand to remain in the place, fighting against the urge to go directly for the prize that awaited me under his skirt. I moved my thumb backwards and forwards on the top of your leg to prepare for my next move.

Amber put her hand on mine. "I think we'd better go show this to my dad now, Charlie."

"Yes, I guess you're right. "

I rolled my chair again to give Amber space. After taking my turn, he turned back and looked directly at my crotch. Then he looked me in the eye expectantly and waited for me to get up. Amber had put the ball in my courtroom. It was like she was saying "I let you feel me, now let me see at least the erection you were messing with." Somehow I knew if I chickened Amber. I probably wouldn't have another chance to make another feel. Fortunately since I lost my virginity, the evidence of my excitement was not as embarrassing as when I was Amber's age. I gathered my courage and stood before the girl, maneuvering my dick in a more comfortable position in front of her eyes. The papers he had given him soon covered Amber's broad look. She turned behind her paper shield while guiding her out of my bedroom and down the hall.

The women had gone to the kitchen to see dinner when we entered the living room leaving only Mr. Parkinson and my father to talk. Amber went up to her father's lap and handed her the edited papers we worked on.

"Here's the stuff, Dad! Charlie let me do something, it was easy too!"

Mr. Parkinson looked at his watch and then quickly scanned the five pages. He nodded his approval. Very impressive Charlie. You must be a quick typer."

"No, Dad, it just changed the parts you wanted to do. Charlie called him... Amber looked at me to fill the words she forgot.

"It counts and beats Mr. Parkinson. You highlight the words that need to be moved, then grab them and move them with the mouse pointer. The computer does the rest. Adding and removing words is so easy to do. "

Amber's father rubbed his chin. "Hmmm, it sounds like I have to see this deeper."

My mother went into the conversation. "Friends ready, come find him."

The group rose from their respective sofas and headed towards the dining room. Amber sat next to her father while I sat next to Mrs. Parkinson. During the meal I would touch my arm or leg to draw my attention before asking me a question. Her actions seemed innocent, but she was getting out of what she was doing to me. He led the conversation to what I was interested in, which were computers. Her hand rested on my leg not three inches from my crotch while she put the bait.

"You know Bob, maybe we should consider getting a computer. Amber is certainly interested in Charlie's" June kicked my leg while she discreetly put her cards on the table. "I bet Charlie could even consider teaching our daughter one or two things in the meantime. How about Charlie?"

June's hand moved my leg in half an inch of my balls. I almost left my seat. As I smoke my "Yes, sure." Answer my dry mind with the implications of your comment. I looked at Amber and I noticed that she just seemed delighted with the prospect of a computer of her own. The expression of Bob Parkinson was one of affliction. He loved me wearing his pants in his marriage. From my side vision I noticed Mr. Parkinson between his wife and me. The old man seemed to be in the game. He certainly didn't seem very happy either.

Mr. Parkinson said, "I don't know if we can afford such extravagance right now, honey. I've heard that those contractions can work well over a thousand dollars and we have a home payment to take into account now. "

"You can get the money out of my pay, Dad!" Amber said lucky.

His father rushed, "At that rate you will be an old woman before the honey is paid!"

A thought suddenly came to mind. "I still have my old CPU 486 and motherboard. Maybe I can build amber a computer that is not too expensive. If you're willing to buy some ram, a case, keyboard and monitor we could build one for about $500."

While Mr. Parkinson scratched his head, his wife made the decision for them. "He's so kind of you, Charlie! We can afford that, can't we, honey?"

June's tone was rocked with ice. Your poor husband had no choice but to yield. "Yes, that sounds like a deal. Are you sure you want to face such a big challenge son?"

"Sure!" my voice almost broke when I felt the unmistakable feeling of a single finger moving through my balls through the thick material of my Levi.

Amber took out her delight and jumped out of her chair to embrace her father. "Thank you, Dad, you're the best!"

His mother added, "Don't forget to thank Charlie too Amber!", as he gave my crotch a final blow before taking his hand off.

Amber rushed around the table and gave me a hug and a spike on the cheek. "Thank you, Charlie, you're the best, too!"

Dinner was over and the table was being cleaned when I retired to my room. As I expected, Amber followed me. He closed the door to my room behind her.

"Wow Charlie is so great you're gonna build me a computer! How can I pay you?"

"Ahhh, don't worry about that Amber. I love working on computers anyway. "

I fired my down game, loaded my savings and started playing. I barely saw Amber standing next to me until the mini-boss kicked my ass again.

"Shit, he kicked my ass again!"

"Wow, that looks like a lot of a Charlie game! That's a strange name you gave your player!"

You mean NumNutz?

"Yes, is it because they're going to sleep if you feel too long or something?"

I left a quick laugh. "No, but sometimes my legs do that. I guess a good definition of that name is like calling someone Dumass. I always give my characters like this."

"What other names do you use?"

"How about FuzNutz?"

Amber giggled.

"GeekaZoid?"

He masturbated again. "Are you funny, Charlie?"

"Do you want to try Amber?"

"No, they'd kick my ass. Do you have an easier game I could try?"

"You can do it, Amber. I'll rip you off at the novice level at the beginning of the game. How is that?"

I was about to get up from my computer chair, but Amber moved in and sat on my lap. He immediately put his legs outside of mine as before. I was wondering if it was old enough to understand the signal I had sent, or if it felt that way to be more comfortable. I put the thought aside and put the level of difficulty to novice, then started in the game at first. When I got to the character's name I wrote in "NertPipples"

Amber asked, "That's a funny name, Charlie. What does it mean?"

"It's my special code name for you Amber, you'll have to find out for yourself."

NertPipples? I hope it's not bad!

"It's okay, but just a clue. It's a half-ass spinning around the anagram!"

"Hmmm, I'll have to ask my dad.

"No, shit, you want me to skin myself alive?"

"How can I find out then?"

"An anagram is a word... okay, I give up. You promise not to be angry with me?"

"Is that a bad name?"

"Uh... Well... not the way I look at him, I guess."

"I think you'd better tell me, but I can't promise anything until I know if you're teasing me or not."

"No, I wouldn't make fun of you Amber. Hey, I got the perfect lead. So I won't have to be ashamed and neither will you. Here it goes. Let's say I have a big dog. "

"Well, go ahead."

"Well, have you ever heard the term "Bass Ackwards"? It means Ass Backwards. So a big dog would be a dart log. Do you understand?"

Charlie!

"Do you want me to change it? It's an Amber complement, honest!"

"No, it's okay. You're strange!"

"Is it so strange or strange Amber?"

Amber twisted my lap to see me. After a moment he smiled. "Are you gonna show me how to play Charlie or not?"

He took Amber a little to get the joystick hanger. She was a loader, which was the opposite way to play the game. His direct charge approach finally made his character die very quickly as he expected. I took over the controls and showed him how to use my robotic and methodical method. My joystick had what is called a "hat" that allows the player to "slide" side instead of being an easy target while trying to become a shot position. We were still on the first level and we had both become familiar with the passageways and where the enemy robots were.

"Now look at this!" I stopped in the first corner that I had a robot on the other side and then returned my sideship. "This is called a slide." I pushed the hat at the top of my joystick to the side and moved aside, fired three shots and killed the robot. After slipping behind the wall protection. I pointed out how the dead robots shot at the place where I was before. We both killed all the robots on the first level.

Amber killed the last robot. I signaled the exit but she flew past her.

"I just want to run for a while and get used to how the controls work, Charlie?"

"Sure Amber, it's a good idea."

I sat there watching Amber move, not realizing what their reasons were for walking down the halls without fighting. When he bowed again in my chest the realization suddenly struck me. I put my hand on her abdomen and then stripped her with my cheek. She smiled slightly, but once again pretended as if nothing unthinkable was happening.

Amber had set the rules of the game. She would ignore my scans while not moving too fast or getting too bold and making her nervous. I looked at the front of her light summer dress and enjoyed the sight of her little waves with pink tips once again. I safely worked one of his nipples gently between my fingers and looked as he hardened and became more pronounced in response to my touch.

Amber's eyes were fixed on the screen, his ship slowed down to a trace. The feelings of pleasure that his body was sending to his brain greatly diminished its concentration in the game. I felt her spicy body always as slightly as my hand came gently to rest in the naked flesh of her leg. The bravest I grabbed the rudder from his skirt with my other hand and gently lifted it, for the first time exposing the white cotton panties he wore. His movements had tightened the thin material against his pussy. He could see the distinctive outline that the twins of his lips made and even the cleft in the middle. The view made my hard penis sneak into the tight confines of my blue pants, asking for attention.

I paired the rudder from Amber's skirt between my hand and her abdomen and then threw it at me. She moved her hips appreciatively when she felt my hardness against her back. I decided to make a bold move when I remembered that it ticked the inside of a girl's legs. My hand was resting on his right leg right above his knee. I raised him up and moved directly to his panty-covered pussy, overturning the treacherous treachery through the leg. Amber spent, his hardened body when he felt the tips of my fingers press gently into his cleft. I held my breath and waited for it to calm down. Amber's hands got away from the joystick and came to rest on my arms, right above my wrists, but he didn't try to stop me.

I started to gently track the fold in their panties from top to bottom. Amber's breathing grew heavier as her clitoris swollen and opened the protective petals of her lips as a flower. Soon the evidence of his sexual excitement soaked through the material of his cotton panties. The tips of my fingers were coated with their humidity and my nose waved as I caught the first traces of their smell. I leaned on my computer chair, almost surpassing and applauding both of you back. Amber's weight was established along mine, and my dick stuck well between her ass cheeks. I smiled at myself after releasing the edge of his skirt and the material placed in his belly.

I was hoping Amber was too excited to stop what she wanted to do next. My libido wanted me to take Amber to my bed and fuck her. There wasn't much chance to do it so soon after we met. He must have thought it was quite safe to let the pleasure he was giving him continue, especially because both parents in the next room. His eyelids collapsed then settled closed, happy to drift along with the new pleasure of my fingers.

I approached carefully and pinched the front of their panties between my thumb and the forefinger and then softly opened them. Amber's eyes were still closed. His attention focused on the wonderful sensations that are poured into his brain. The fact that your soft mound had been exposed to my greedy eyes was not recorded in your mind.

I moved my fingers down and touched with Amber's source of moisture, ruining my neck to see the place where his cleft started. The twin lips of his lips had only a thin line of dark hair, another sign of the struggle of his body in puberty. I hooked a finger under the elastic waist of his panties, and then opened his panties until the tight stretched material reached its limit. Her pussy juices made the crotch of her panties almost translucent, the light of my monitor showing through while the dry cloth peeled away from her pussy.

Amber started stirring when she felt the tension in her panties. Before I could stop, I put the other hand under his panties and between his legs. My middle finger quickly found the blow of his little erect clitty, but only momentarily.

Amber tightened her legs and tried to sit down, "No Charlie!"

The realization of how far he had gone while his guard descended Amber. She grabbed my invasive hand tried to get her out of her tight legs. I tried to find his clitoris again, but my fingers were tightened together and held tightly in control.

I pulled his body against mine and spoke quietly in his ear. "Okay, Amber, I'm not going any further.

"But someone's gonna come in and catch us! The door is not even closed!"

"No one comes to my room without calling first. I just want you to come, I promise. Have you ever had someone give you an orgasm?"

"No..."

Amber stopped her fighting, but she still had a strong grip on her hand between her legs. I started moving my finger side by side as long as his legs would allow it.

"Come on, Amber, loosen your legs for me, okay?"

Amber opened her legs a little at a time, finally allowing me enough space to find her clitoris one more time. When my finger found Amber's little mob, he sucked with a quick breath.

"Mmm, there's Amber. I bet nobody else's finger has been there before me, huh?"

"No..."

"Have you had an orgasm then?"

"Yes..."

"Mmmm hmmm. After you go and go to bed, I'll be thinking of you when I do."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, honey!"

I put my finger in his honey pot and returned to his clitoris. My ears delighted in the ever so light hitting noises their juicy pussy and my finger made together. Amber's breathing became heavier, her hips began to bend and bend while the pleasure she felt began to build. She grabbed my hand and squeezed her against her irritating pussy, to increase pleasure while her orgasm approached.

"Here he comes, honey, there's no stop now!"

As if in a sign of my words Amber complained through her cracked teeth. His body was stiff just before the flooded waters of his orgasm crossed his prey of sexual tension. With a long cryollo Amber rode the waves of sensation and her body crumbled into my arms until her orgasm calmed.

Amber was enjoying the last moments of pure pleasure when I heard voices coming down the hall. I quickly removed my hand and sat down, taking my feet off the desk. The voices I heard approaching my room were from my mother and Amber's mother too. Fortunately Amber also heard the voices. He jumped at his feet and stepped on the side of my chair, hurriedly straightening his dress. I took my joystick and gave the ship an explosion of accelerator so our game moved once more. Amber's mother opened the door right after a quick blow.

"Time to go home, honey. We have a big day tomorrow, remember?

Amber quickly masked her hurried expression and then confronted her mother standing at my door "Okay Mom."

Amber's mother asked, "Do you feel okay, honey? Your face looks a little swollen!"

"Yes, Mom, I feel good."

When I walked into my chair and saw how Mrs. Parkinson dared from his daughter to me, I thought the shit would hit the fan at the time. He looked at the babo in my pants and his eyes locked themselves in mine reading my fault as a book. The little smile that happened to her face cooled me to the bone.

Charlie, why don't you come tomorrow and help Amber and me break our new pool? I'll make the three of us eat well?"

"I have to go to work around three Mrs. Parkinson. Maybe some...

"We'll see you at 10:00 then. Be sure to bring your suit."

Amber was looking up at me. Her mother grabbed her arm by the elbow and hugged her from my room. I looked at my mother to see if she wondered if any funny business had happened behind my locked bedroom door. She threw her eyes up as if she said, "What woman pushes our new neighbor is turning out to be." I followed the three females in the hall feeling sorry for Amber. The way her mother led her to the door made me think Amber would take hell as soon as they got home.

Soon after our guests left, I had a long shower. My skin cock burnt slightly after using soap to masturbate with, but the powerful orgasm was worthwhile. After hitting the mini boss, I went to bed. Faithful to my word, I will fantasize about Amber before I go to sleep. In my mind, it was Amber's hand that was wrapped around my dick instead of mine. I was showing him how to take a crazy guy by slowly hitting my dick. We had all the time in the world for that fantasy. It was their white cotton panties that cleaned my sperm instead of my BVD.

The ring of our bell made me come out of a dream. My eyes focused on my alarm clock. It was 10:15 in the morning.

"Oh SHIT!"

Suddenly I remembered I was waiting next door. I got out of my bed and ran down the hallway just realized I was naked while I got to the door. Running into the linen closet, I pulled a towel out of the shelf and rushed it around my waist before opening the front door. It was June Parkinson who expected to see standing on the other side, not his daughter Amber. I was getting into myself, thinking that Mrs. Parkinson was going to get a real show when she put her eyes on my usual morning piss.

I think Amber was as surprised as I was when we met there at my front door. The little blue bikini I was wearing was the double squid that would leave a daughter of my clothes, especially at her age. He even had the ropes that were tied in a bow on his hips like an older girl used.

Amber's eyes traced my body and settled in the tent defined my erection made in the towel that I had quickly taken from the shelf. It was just a hand towel and barely made it all the way around my waist. Where I kept the ends together I was on the front so my fist could rest against my hipbone. When I looked down I could see that although my dick was covered, the store that made the ends spread, allowed a good view of my pelvis. It became clear to me that Amber's sight was still dead in her prints. I had to break the silence between us.

"I'm sorry, Amber, I forgot to set my alarm last night. I have to shower, and then I'll be fine?"

Amber took his eyes off my towel, "Mom said it would be better not to show up without you or there will be a hell to pay. I'll wait outside if it's okay, Charlie."

"Well, if that's the case, you could also come in. It doesn't make sense to stay in the heat. "

I opened the door long enough to let Amber in, and then I closed her behind her. He tried to make it great, but his eyes kept coming down. Your reaction to my slowness was beginning to work my hormones. I had a sudden flash of memory last night and I wondered what had happened between her and her parents when they came home last night.

"That Bikini looks good for you, Amber. Go to the head and get home while I get in the shower, okay?"

"Thank you, Charlie. "

"What did your dad have to say about it?"

"He had the usual cow, but he beat it."

"I bet he did it! Well, nobody's home except us. There's pop in the fridge if you want one. "

"Is it okay if I play with your computer until you're ready?"

"Yes, go away."

Our house has a divided floor plan. It was a big selling point for my parents. I used to walk from the bathroom to my room down the hall in my house. I had forgotten that Amber would be in my room playing with my computer until I got to my door and I saw her sitting in front of my monitor. He turned around and looked at me well before he had the good sense of covering my nakedness.

I hid the lower half behind the threshold. "I have to dress up with Amber. I guess I forgot you'd be here, I'm sorry. "

His wide-eyed expression slowly became a diabolical smile. "We seem to have a bit of Charlie strike. Remember what you did to me last night?"

"Yes. By the way, what did your mother tell you after you got home last night?"

"She didn't say anything. What do you mean?"

"Really? The way he looked at you from me, I was sure he knew something was happening. Especially with the way he grabbed your arm and practically left our house. "

"She was definitely a little hot under her neck, but not with you."

"Why was she angry?"

"I didn't take all that I heard my mom telling Dad that your mother acted like an old stick in the mud. I think your mom said something last night that left my mom."

For a moment I thought of telling Amber about her mother's taste for teenagers, but I thought better about it. I dropped it.

"I need to dress up with Amber." I moved my head. "Get out before you get more than you've negotiated."

Amber crossed her arms through her chest and put her defiant jaw. "It's not fair, Charlie, especially because you didn't stop when I asked you to last night."

"Do you really feel like I did what Amber did?"

Amber thought for a moment. "No, but you're almost in trouble!"

"So what do you want?"

"You know it!"

"Well, Amber, you asked for it, do you realize you could end up on my lap again one of these days?"

Amber's face became a pink shadow of my commentary, but she kept her land. I took it as an agreement to my implicit demand, even if she could not fully realize the terms. I went through the door and stood there with my arms crossed, imitating his pose. My dick had been in almost half a mass, but it grew to its glory of 6 1\2 inches while under its wide-eyed look. Up the antenna, I went down and gave my dick a loving squeeze before I walked my dresser. Taking my sweet time, I walked into several drawers until I found the Speedo pair I had won when I was on the swimming team last year. I pulled them out until they were right under my dick stretched.

"Do you want to feel Amber?"

Amber's eyes were bigger than they already were. "No!"

He passed in my computer chair and confronted my monitor. I was hoping you'd say yes, but deep down I knew I wasn't ready for anything like that. She looked me out of the corner of her eyes when I tightened my Speedo is the rest of the way up. There was a lot in my crotch. Fortunately, a towel would hide my situation until I got into the water.

"Okay, I'm ready to go to Amber, come on."

When Amber turned to face me, her eyes went straight to the evident lump I showed. "Charlie, you can't let my mom see that! He will have a coronary!"

"I'm gonna get a big towel out of the closet. "

I pulled my hand and threw Amber at her feet. He looked up in my eyes and smiled nervously when I bowed to kiss her. He didn't resist when I led his hand to my dick. Amber looked at my gaze for a moment, so she diverted her eyes down, avoiding my conscious smile.

We went out through my front door and crossed the newly planted grass in Amber's front yard. I was wondering how Mrs. would look. Parkinson in his bathing suit. If she allowed her daughter to wear so little, what she had in the store for me could be nothing but a thong.

Amber opened the front door and called, "Charlie's here, Mom!"

We heard his voice coming from somewhere in the back of his house. "Oh, good! Why don't you go to the pool, I'm going out!

After Amber closed the courtyard door behind us, I asked, "What kind of suit does your mother Amber have?"

"Mom is much braver than I am..."

Amber acclaimed when we heard the courtyard door open directly behind us. I greeted again.

"I'm sorry, madam. Park. .. !

"Oh, you just left Charlie now! I feel positively naked in this thing!"

My reasoning was right in money. Mrs. Parkinson was wearing the most skilful thong that he had seen a woman dressed in person. He took the suit very well, even at his age. The thin material whispered barely covered his pussy. He cut himself very high on his hips and just a little over two inches wide in front. The little thing in the material was white in stars. The top barely covered his nipples. The thin material was made up of the gracious curves of its medium-sized breasts. I stood there and looked like a typical teenager.

"Charlie, I'm going back inside and change if you don't stop looking at me like that!"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. P. Uh, Are you going to go swimming with us?"

"Oh, fool! This little thing is not built to swim, you should know!"

Mrs. Parkinson took a couple of steps closer to me. His predatory eyes dared behind me to make sure his daughter wasn't looking. I froze before her as a deer in the lighthouses, my fear and desire to fight to control my legs.

I declare Charlie! I feel like a little girl down right now!"

She once again looked upon my shoulder and then in a silent conspiracy voice, she said. "I knew when I bought this little thing that I would have to do a little hedge cut if you know what I mean!"

To play with my mind, Mrs. Parkinson moved through his body and stopped in his mound to drive the point home. My eyes followed her hand as she knew she would.

"For the time I finished Charlie, that hedgehog was almost gone!"

Her Pinkie finger pushed the thin strip of fabric that covered her pussy so slightly to the side as she took her hand off.

"That's why it took me so long to dress up! Now I think I'll lie down and work on my tan."

I couldn't move, and I could only see how Mrs. Parkinson approached and took the towel around my waist. She learned my excited state with a satisfied smile and then threw me into the pool.

"You better have cold water on that thing before it breaks and shakes!"

Amber hadn't been paying attention to what her mother told me. She was having a good time playing in the water at the shallow end of her pool. I got into the deepest water and used my impulse to the surface right in front of it.

"Hey, this water feels great Amber. You guys are so lucky to have a pool."

"Yes! My dad always wants a pool. He promised to teach me to swim too. "

"Can't you swim? I thought people who can't swim are afraid of getting into the water?"

"Well, I can do a dog palette, but that's all.

"Can you breathe and go under the water?"

"Sure. You want to see?"

"Yes. I will go with 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 funny way his cheeks went off. I looked at his mother who was lying in a courtyard room by then. I was surprised that his head had moved away from us. I pulled my shoulders, breathed fast and went to see Amber. After about fifteen seconds he ran out of air and got up.

I've always been proud of how long I could hold my breath. I hadn't prepared hyperventilating before but there was a lot of oxygen in my lungs to dazzle Amber with a small demonstration of my abilities. I let out enough air to sink to sit down at the bottom. Looking to the surface I could see Amber looking at me. My eyes went to where the water level was in his flat belly, then to his bikini bottoms. The cut of his suit was not as revealing as his mother's, but the water made the material loose and flexible. The ends of the bow ties that held their suit together floated lazily in the water, slapped me to test the force of the knot pulling on them. Too bad his mother was bathing in the sun not about twenty feet from us. I pushed my hand through the water to see the movement of the tie in the current. When Amber felt the current against her body she bounced up and down and screamed. The sudden movements he made in the water made his suit slip through his hips a little, giving me a tantalizing look at his pussy. When the burning in my lungs could no longer be ignored, I had to go up and get some air.

Amber said, "Charlie, I was worried about you!

"Do what Amber?"

"Don't stay down for so long!"

"Shoot that was nothing! I can stay down three times more than that if I want! Look at this!"

I started taking several fast deep breaths, wanting to see more of Amber's charms bouncing. The sound of a wireless phone stopped me. Mrs. Parkinson was lying on his stomach in one of his sun loungers by the pool. The strap to her bikini top was undone and both breasts came to the eye when she got up to a elbow to pick up the phone. My 16-year-old eyes approached their breasts as a remote camera. The fact that Mrs. P did not realize that I was getting a show allowed me to enjoy even more of the view. A blow on my arm followed by Amber's disgusting expression made me tear my eyes off.

"I'm sorry, Amber, I couldn't help it." I said quietly so his mother couldn't hear.

"That's my perverted father!"

Amber's voice was a little stronger than mine. He was also wearing a touch of jealousy. A point that I have registered in my memory banks for possible future exploitation.

Or Mrs. P came to the edge of the pool "I'm sorry, Charlie, but I'm afraid the lunch we plan has to be postponed for another day." He looked at his daughter. That call was from your father. Do you know that big project I was working all last week?"

Amber's face changed to disappointment. "Yes?"

"Well, there's a meeting on that today, and your father left and left all his papers in the den. We have to go to Phoenix and get him the papers so he can have them for the meeting. After that we have to pick up Cassandra at the airport, her flight has been taken to 3:00 this afternoon instead of tonight. "

"But what about mom's gymnastics attempts? All the best coaches will be in the gym today!"

"Oh, shoot, you're right, Amber. We have to find a way to get you to the gym somehow. Do you think Lori's mother can take a walk?"

"I don't know Mom, maybe.

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

"Darn, nobody answers!"

When she started to get scared, I walked in. "I can take you to the gym if it helps you, Amber."

Is Mom okay?

"I don't know, honey. Charlie, didn't you say you needed to go to work at 3:00?

"Yes, but I don't have to be there until 4:00. All I can do is stay and see for a while. Amber, do you think you can take home with someone?"

"I'm sure Lori will be there. If it's not, Becky Larsen or Samantha Magruder will be there. Someone should be able to take me home. "

"I'll give you my job number in case they'll let me go long enough to take you home if you can't get along?"

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

"Okay, honey, it's okay with me."

Mrs. P looked at me, his unreadable expression. Charlie, can I talk to you for a moment, inside the house? He looked at his daughter. "Amber Honey, I know you'll be kind enough to wait for Charlie to come out.

"Well, Mom, I'll stay in the shallow end so don't worry about me."

Ice water ran through my body. I knew Mrs. Parkinson was going to read me the riot act when he made me alone. Let's hope she only issued her suspicions about what happened between her daughter and when she came in on us last night. What she planned for me, I knew she deserved it. I followed her obediently to the house, holding my towel to dry me rushed while I was on the move. Once inside, Mrs. P took me to his living room and then he confronted me again.

Charlie, why don't you tell me why I need to talk to you?

I was less than a foot away. His eyes got into my soul. I knew trying to be innocent would only cause pain.

"Don't you trust me with Amber?"

"That's a start. I have a question to answer. Does he touch the stinking finger with a girl in your bedroom behind a closed door leave a smell of story? Even if the girl is only 12 years old and the child is old enough to know better?"

"Yes, ma'am, I suppose so."

"Why does a handsome boy like you go after a girl who is too young and innocent to know who can be trusted?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am..."

"Is that you? Do you think I'll believe you if you promise me you'll never do it again, honest injun?"

"No, ma'am. You're right."

"Good! Now, why will I allow a 16-year-old boy, who is an idiot makes his thinking for him another chance like the one he had last night with my daughter?"

"I don't know. Perhaps it would cause Amber to be destroyed if the evidence was lost?"

"Charlie, would you mind guessing what happened to me when I was around Amber's age?"

"What? I mean I don't know!"

"The neighbor is what Charlie did, what do you think he did?"

"Did he rape you?"

Mrs. Parkinson smiled seductively. "Without sugar, I got a virgin until I was 16. What Tommy did was let me believe he was his girlfriend. It took a month for the bastard to convince me to suck his dick!"

My body jumped when I felt Mrs. Parkinson on my hips. Meekly tried to step back but she took the waist from my Speedo, stopping my retirement.

"He saw me watching him eat a gunpowder and 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 really good, so I showed him. Naturally the next day he was on his back porch with another one. It was the first time I sat down. Before much longer we both were in his tree house. I ended up completely naked, sitting on her lap eating my half of her popsicle while playing with my pussy and himself at the same time. I stayed with an entire Popsicle when I wanted him out. He kissed me for the first time after I brought him. The next time I wanted him to put his dick in my mouth, but I said no."

"Tommy ate his Popsicle the next day as he looked through the fence. When I asked for mine, he told me he wasn't his girlfriend anymore. What he said hurt me worse than the loss of an entire Popsicle. When I started crying he entered his house and got another Popsicle. I saw him climbing the tree in his backyard and entering his tree house. When I went up after him, I didn't realize exactly what I was getting into. He gave me the Popsicle while he was naked. It was usually the one who took all my clothes off, but that time he told me to get naked. I naturally had to give him my Popsicle to do it. When I was naked Tommy was rubbing my Popsicle all over his erection. He broke it in his halves and put them on every side of his dick. By then they were melting pretty fast. To make a long short story, Tommy ended up getting what he wanted, especially after throwing my clothes out the window and refused to recover them until he had at least tried it."

"Tommy was very nice to me after that because I ended up cleaning every part of the taste of the root beer of his dick. When the bastard approached to come, he had my head in place and stuck my dick down my throat. Not only did he take my clothes, but he also brought me another Popsicle. Tommy hugged me and promised he could be his girlfriend forever.

Like a silly girl, I believed her. Boy was in a surprise about a week later when Tommy Jake's friend somehow managed to catch us both as he was putting Tommy's dick in my mouth. He naturally threatened to tell us unless I did the same for him too."

Mrs. Parkinson started working my swimmer on my hips while he described what happened. Although I was terrified, my dick got into his confines, eager to go out and play. She took my dick as soon as she got free.

"I ended up blowing both Charlie, one right after the other. Yes, I was more than a little scared when I did, like right now. Jake's dick looked like a monster in my eyes. It was actually his size, very respectable for a second in high school."

The hand of Mrs. Parkinson started masturbating slowly on my dick. His other hand hit my balls. He smiled the smile of control, of domination.

"You're about to get the job blow from your life, Charlie, and you're scared, right? Half of you don't want anything better than running away and hiding, but this tough teen dick rock is making the thought for what it's not! When I see a good look of a guy who's about to get to his sex cousin, I need to own him. If only for a while."

Mrs. He moved his hand to the end of my dick. She tightened and threw my dick at the same time, like she was milking a cow.

"Have you ever had a blowjob boy? I'm not talking about when you and Johnny what's called shared the same tent at the summer camp. I mean a true foot healer, by a connoisseur!"

I grabbed my head. The words "No" stayed in a deep place within me.

She dropped my balls and took a handful of my Speedo. I was driven by my dick and Speedo got close to his couch and then he took me to sit with my ass on the edge of a cushion.

I could see the wish in the eyes of Mrs. Parkinson when he said, "When I blew up those first two older boys so many years ago, Charlie was naked and at his mercy. I felt so dirty when they finally left me alone. I didn't dare leave my house after school for a week. Tommy and Jake hung around my house and got bored and entered the tree house. For some reason I fought with my fear and ruined the tree so carefully. Would you mind guessing what I saw doing to those two bullies? Tommy was on his knees and Jake was behind him. Yeah, you guessed it, Charlie. Tommy was taking every piece of his best friend's dick in his ass and loving him! The next day I mentioned what I had seen while the two tried to lure me into Tommy's yard. From then on, it never bothered me like them again. There's a lot more I can tell you, like when I spent the night at my girlfriend's house and I sucked his older brother who was fourteen. All this talking has fixed me and you have exactly what I need."

Mrs. Parkinson came behind his back and threw the catch to his top bikini. He held the upper arms next to him and then dropped it to the ground. His squire tanga background soon followed the suit. My eyes traveled from their mid-size breasts to their newly shaved pussy.

"So here I am Charlie."

Mrs. P knelt in front of me and took my Speedo the rest of the way out. With a soft tone, but it commands me to spread my legs. When I turned, he pushed me into the chest until my back rested against the back of his couch. She grabbed my dick and tightened it tightly and then forced my member painfully hard down between my legs. When she lets go, my dick returns to her vertical position and shakes in the air.

Mrs. Parkinson Giggled, that's why I developed a taste for the young dick. Oh, my God, but you have Charlie hard! Kids your age can shoot for what I'm hungry over and over again, with little or no rest.

I spent on the amazing feeling when she slipped my dick inside her mouth, taking everyone in a quick move. My hands involuntarily grabbed her head but she took my hands on hers and pulled them out. Mrs. P stayed there with my dick buried in the grip of his throat. While his tongue worked his magic on my sensitive butt, I felt that my balls were drawn. I was too prepared to try to contain myself. My dick started shooting inside the warmth of his mouth before even thinking about giving a warning.

My head broke side by side and I cried out loud. Amber's mother had my arms instead, backing her hot wet mouth just enough to give her throat the space she needed to swallow. He thanked every one of the powerful semen jets my youth loins could produce. Just when I thought I'd quit my last goo dollop, Mrs. P slipped a single saliva and wine soaked his finger on my sphincter. She had only penetrated me to the first joint of her finger, but the surprise and strange new feeling made my dick give up the last of her reserves.

When my body relaxed and I released that long breath full of released sexual tension. Mrs. Parkinson slowly removed his finger, then his mouth. She took my dick in her hand and then touched her tongue along the sensitive face for a moment. Then he took everyone inside her again. My eyes were closed when I finally dropped my dick My past, but still the rock rose, slapping my belly then made a little dance to the beat of my heart.

I opened my eyes when I felt that his breasts pressed against my chest, the sharp smell of my heavy cum in his breath.

"Close your mouth that sucked Charlie dry!"

Mrs. P broke my lips with his tongue, sharing the sharp aftertaste with me. "How was Charlie? I'm sure you can talk now that we've got... Intimate?"

" Fantastic! I feel like... well, I was so fast."

"Don't be Charlie. Some of my little youthful conquests never came to my mouth until they were trained. You know what sugar? You're the oldest of all, at first anyway. See, I'm as perverted as you are. Don't worry. I'll let you go eventually, but not until I'm ready. You have no choice in the matter, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good! Now I'm gonna put the rules on the field. There are only three simple ones. The first one is the one you don't break or I'll cut your balls personally. Don't even think about taking my daughter! Not even if I beg you to do it, do you understand?"

"I promise!"

"Now I'm not excited about someone coercing my girl to meet her own perverted needs, but can't you help it? As long as you don't push her too hard or break the trust she gave you, I'll pretend to be the greedy adult all the kids that age think their parents are. Did you make her come with your finger in her pussy last night?"

I agreed.

"But you didn't have enough time to convince her to take your rocks off, did you?"

"No."

"Have you done it with other girls?"

"No!"

"You make her come many times and she will do everything you ask her to do. Take that as a advice from someone with experience. Have you ever licked a girl's pussy?"

"No, but I've been wondering. "

"Do it, Charlie! I'd be making you lick mine right now if we had time. Here's rule number two. When I say the word, you're running! You make your excuses, and you bring your hard dick around here. Be discreet about it too. My husband has known about my little attempts before we got married. He's not excited about the idea, but he's learned to pretend it's not happening."

"Okay, I get it."

"Rule number three Charlie. Now I'm not cruel or sadistic, I promise. But whatever I tell you to do, do it or everything will come out! I'll leave you like a hot rock! That includes Amber, I'm gonna put your way out of reach!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Now get out of here before my daughter's curiosity is the best of her!"

Mrs. Parkinson took our suits. She threw mine in my lap and headed for her bedroom. After putting my Speedo back, I sat there for a moment trying to understand what I had gotten into. I dropped my head and went out to the pool.

Amber looked at me with concern. "What did Mom Charlie tell you? They were there for a long time!"

I have in the water, using time under the water to think of something to tell him. I was glad that my erection had fallen and I could put my dick down before I left her house. As Amber's small bikini background with ties on the side reached my reach, my tool tried in the vein to deploy again. I went up in front of her.

"He said that you fall in love with me and expect me to act like a gentleman around you."

"Parents can be so stupid. You're not a gentleman around me, are you, Charlie!"

"Well, I guess they're both right, Amber. I shouldn't let my other head make me think when I'm around you. And you shouldn't use that little thing around me either! It gives me naughty thoughts!"

"Oh no, Charlie! I swear, all you think? You're so perverted!"

"I can be a pervert Amber, but one thing I promise you. You don't have to worry about me trying to go to the end. "

"And you expect me to believe you? You're a Charlie guy. "Satisfaction, that sums it up in madness. Some just want sex, maybe most kids Amber, but there are many other ways to have fun without doing "F"!

"Yes, like what?"

"How about last night Amber?"

While Amber began to blush, her mother went out at the edge of the pool putting her earrings. "Well, I'm leaving, you guys have fun, okay?

"All right, Mom!"

Mrs. P turned off and left. Right before he opened his yard door he turned to us. "Good luck in the tests, honey, and don't give Charlie any trouble, do you do what he says right?"

After the gate of the closed courtyard I returned to amber smiling. "You heard your mother Amber. You have to do what I say!"

"She didn't mean Charlie!"

I laughed loudly. Amber's expression was priceless. We heard that the garage door opened and then closed when his car left. We were totally alone now.

Amber seemed a little hurt so I took a little deep breath and the dove under the water to give her some time to compose. I installed myself to the bottom and saw his body from a safe distance. Soon he approached. I heard her squealed by the water when I took both feet. She left without wanting to hold her hands on her pussy. A quick laugh of me brought bubbles to the surface. Amber came closer once more as she was breathless.

"What were you doing down there so long, Charlie?"

"Just looking at you, and waiting for you to come."

"You almost hit me when you grabbed my ankles!

"There's nothing to fear Amber. What do I need to do to prove him?"

"Teach me to swim? Without feeling awake!"

"Now that's a challenge, but I accept. Do you realize I need to keep you while I teach you?

That's the perfect test. If you can do that without pawing me then I think you could be able to be trusted. "

"Do you know what would be a better test? Take off your bikini and let me show you that way! There would be much less water resistance!"

"NO WAY!"

I had to laugh once more. The girl thought it was serious. Puckered his lower lip for a moment, then decided to laugh with me. When our laughter died, I invited her and I kept her out of the street, face down in the water.

"Well now show me how you can kick."

I saw her legs moving, which was more than enough to push her through the water. Then my eyes settled in Amber's little blue cloth covered in the back. The water currents of his feet kicked made the material cover his ass break. I didn't reveal that much, but it was still very attractive to me. My dick was still fucked but even that little trick had its problems. My dick leaked against his limits, but he couldn't get over it. I promised myself that before the day passed I would undo those little bow ties that kept your bikini down instead. I left Amber loose and bowed in the shallow water. When I taught him how to plunge his arms and turn his head to the side to breathe, we hit our first stumble block.

"But I can't do both my arms that way because the water gets in the nose. I have to use a hand to rip my nose off. "

Well, it's easy to cure Amber. You need to learn to keep the water by blowing the air out of your nose. You don't need to fly much to keep the water out. After a little bit of everything you need to do is fly enough air to keep the air in your noses. Then you can stop and hold the air there. I guess you're sorry.

It took me to persuade her to try my idea. Once he finally tried, he stayed very fast. I taught him how to turn back into the water and how it was the only time he needed to blow his nose. When Amber sprayed a long lap in the water, she was ecstatic. I was stepping on water in the middle of the pool when she changed me. He clung to my body like a monkey and I had to double my efforts to keep us afloat.

"I did Charlie!"

"Of course I do! Now we better reduce the water before you drown us."

I paid behind my back and started kicking frog to the shallow end with Amber's arms around my neck. With a big smile I held his body against mine putting both hands on his ass.

"Lesson's on Pumpkin, okay?"

Amber didn't answer. Naturally, I took your silence as your agreement. At the lower end I made a twist and headed towards the opposite end. I made the first couple of slow laps with amber clinging nervously to me. Eventually she relaxed, leaving her legs behind her.

"What I'm doing is called frog kick pumpkin. It works very well underwater too. "

"Uh huh."

As I pushed us through the water at a free pace my hands walked up and down, calming their fears of water and me.

"I won't do anything to hurt you, honey. Don't you believe me?

Amber nodded, his cheek rings against mine. I pulled the wet hair between us and kissed her cheek. Once we were back in the shallow end I stopped kicking and then I stumbled in the water long enough so that only our heads were out of the water. Amber wrapped her legs around my half to help keep her body in place. I got under Amber's ass and put a hand in my trunks. My tight penis thanked me when I rose to full glory after I put it in a vertical position. The stairs at the lower end gave me an idea so I slowly headed that way and sat in one of the lower steps. Amber ended up sitting on my lap in front of me with her legs still wrapped around my hips. We kissed tenderly and talked to each other in low tones. I felt and stroked my way around her back and back freely. From time to time I'd put a hand in the bottom of his bikini. They were loosened in his body while the material spread to accommodate my hands.

Every time one of my hands ran into the bow tie in the middle of his back that had his upper back instead, I would hold back. I told Amber that I was on the road by slipping my hand under it or letting the stretching of the material then re-appear in place while my fingers passed through it. The time had come to remove that first barrier in the middle of his back. My fingers found both ends and slowly pulled. The knot had hardened from the extra tension caused by my hands. There was no mistake when the knot was released. Amber hugged me tighter holding her top between us.

"Pumpkin, look at me, honey."

When Amber's head came out of my cheek and looked into my eyes, I said. "We have about six feet between us and the outside world. Your house and mine are the only ones in this block. Even construction workers are gone for the day, okay? Nobody else I'll see. "

The bow tie on the back of your neck easily separated. I took a free end and left. Amber felt the tension and dropped her bra around my neck long enough to allow her top to escape. Redoubt your efforts and hold on to me once again. Although the skin of my chest could barely discern its nipples by pressing against it, my emotion grew. I let the moment pass and gently ran my nails up and down your back without being bothered. When I grabbed his arms asking him to release his grip, he resisted.

"What is the problem of pumpkin, are you afraid?"

"No, it's not that." Amber said in a silent but sharp tone.

"What happens then? You can tell me. "

"I don't know why you want to see up there. I have nothing!"

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

"Yes, I remember."

"Well? You've got something up there, cute little little nipples that stick. I warmed up like hell when I got my first look at them. I got hotter when I felt your nipples grew up while playing with them."

"You're gonna laugh at me. Why if you don't want to do it when you can get an older girl to look."

"Amber... Honey. I'm gonna be honest with you. Now look me in the eye so you know I'm telling you the truth, okay?"

"You're right to ask me why I love you when I can get other girls closer to my age. I've had girlfriends at school. I even had sex with one of them. Why am I interested in you, I really want to know why, but you really get me excited! I've never been excited by a young lady before, but you make me hot! There's something inside me that makes me like me. I don't think I feel bad, but I can't help. But I do know."

I kept her head to make sure she saw him in my soul. "I will not hurt you, nor will I laugh at you. I know better than trying to go too far and... well... you know.

I felt like Amber slowly dropping her arm around my neck. His body departed from mine, allowing my eyes to rejoice over his new beauty. His smile responded to mine when our eyes met again. I wrapped my fingers around her rib on each side and used the side of my thumbs to mock her nipples standing proudly.

"I dare you swim across the pool and back like this Amber!"

"I will if you will, Charlie!"

"That's not fair, but you have a deal!"

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

"Okay, now it's your turn, Charlie, but you have to take off your bath first!"

"That wasn't the Pumpkin deal."

"UH HUH, you remembered!"

"Yes, but who's the one who took your head off?"

I held my arms indicating what I needed to do if I wanted me to complete my part of the deal. She put her jaw and approached me and started working my Speedo for my hips.

"It will be easier if you undo the tie in the front pumpkin."

Getting a little angry with herself Amber boldly tightened the front of my open suit, found the ends of the knot and tightened. When the knot was released, it went down to where it could reach without his head falling. After looking at me to orient, he realized that he would have to take them all the way. Amber pinched her nose with one hand and then fell. I had to take his hand off his nose to get my suit all the way.

Victorious at last Amber ran up. "There are smart pants, now let's see how you like this!"

I looked quietly when my Speedo flew out of Amber's hand to land well away from the water edge. I'd have to get out of the water to get them back, a small matter for me. "It's okay here, honey!"

I did my best setback, using a frog kick instead of racing style. With my dick proudly standing on my pelvis. I did several laps, then I stopped next to Amber, who wisely clung to the ties of his little bikini.

"Hey squirt you did very well holding your breath under the water! Try this. It's called hyperventilating."

Amber followed my lead taking several fast deep breaths and then he got into her nose. His buoying body floated on top but his head was still underwater, his eyes fixed on my dick. I had settled in the background and had put his back directly under it. To give Amber a show, I brought my hand to my dick and then slowly started strangling me. Amber's eyes widened, mesmerized by my show. The 12-year-old girl kept her breath while she could get her head off the water. I went up next to her, my erection clashing against her body while I got up.

"Is that how Charlie does it?"

"Yes. I saw where you were looking, so I thought I'd give you a little show. What did you think, liked it?"

Amber's swollen face answered my question. I decided it was time to see if I could get her bikini funds out of her body.

"How much do you think I can hold my breath under the pumpkin water?"

"I don't know, in a minute?"

"Will I make a bet with you well?"

Amber looked at me suspiciously. "What kind of bet?"

"If I stay underwater for a minute and a half, I can untie you side of your bikini funds. Two minutes and I can untie the other side. Two and a half minutes and I can get them away from your body. If I don't stay for at least two and a half minutes, you'll have to tie everything and I won't try anything else for the rest of the day. How is that?"

What do I get if you lose?

"I don't know. Why don't you tell me, is that fair?"

Amber thought for a moment, then her face lit. "You have to do what I say for a whole day!"

"Do you mean to be your slave for a day? Would it start today? Or some other day."

"Not today, because it has to be an entire day to be just."

"And your mother? She's gonna think something happens when she starts doing something that you tell me to do, have you thought about it?"

"Okay, but maybe when no one's gonna be around?"

"You can split it if you want Amber. How do you sound 12 hours? If you tell me to do something that only takes a few minutes, it'll count like an hour. How about that?"

"Okay! Give me your watch!"

"How am I supposed to know what time it is if you have my watch? Can I trust you to signal me in the right moments?"

Amber nodded her head solemnly. I gave him an evil comic eye and started hyperventilating while I was pulling my watch. When I changed the head of the excess oxygen abundance, I pressed the timer button and gave the watch to Amber and went under. I decided to grab Amber's ankles to help hold me instead of flying the air. The longest time I could stay under the water was just for three minutes. That time I had to let out enough air to lose buoyancy so now I had a little advantage. Unfortunately it had been at least a month since I was swimming. I was wondering if my lack of exercise would affect my lung power.

A thousand, two thousand, I counted the seconds in my mind. 60 seconds passed, then thirty more seconds. Amber's feet changed nervously within my reach. He pointed me out with a hand, a little late at my judgment, but I let him through. His funds, loosened by my hands of exploration already allowed a touch of his lips almost without hair to look from under the blue cloth that covered his crotch. I reached with a hand, pulled the knot off. Amber screamed and grabbed at the ends. Thirty seconds passed and the other knot fell victim to my fingers. He didn't even give a signal, but I couldn't blame the girl. The next thirty seconds seemed to take forever. Amber was desperately clinging to the material at the front of her little bikini funds. To make the passage of time faster I drove my way behind her to look at her tight little ass. I used her legs to push me behind her so even if she tried to twist her body around I have the view she wanted. My mind had lost count, but I knew two and a half minutes had passed. The burning I felt in my lungs told me a lot.

The poor girl seemed more than a little scared when I slept with her free floating funds. Amber's screams became clear. He left my watch to keep half his bikini in his body.

I took my watch from the bottom of the pool and pulled my head off the water. When I saw how hard Amber cried I felt like two inches tall. He was guilty of causing him fear and misery.

"I'm sorry Pumpkin!" I apologized while squeezing his body against mine.

She was still desperately clinging to her suit with one hand but wrapped her other hand around my neck. His screams went into complete equipment 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 didn't really want to act like a baby like that, honest!"

"Don't worry about that honey.

I barely recognized that Amber had wrapped her other hand around my neck while wearing her naked body out of the water. My mind was recorded that she still had her small bikini bottom tightened in her fist because I was now following my back, leaving the water runoffs flowing from the soaked material. I pulled out the two towels that were at a table waiting for us and wrapped one of them around her the best I could with one hand. The cold air conditioning temperature inside Amber's house made him shine even more. I took her down the hall looking for her bedroom. Passing the door open to a bathroom, I have an idea. I lit the water in his bathtub and tried the temperature. When the water seemed right, I got up in the pome that led the water to the shower. Amber still clung strongly to me as I stepped on and closed the sliding glass door to the shower.

Amber calmed considerably as the warm water of the shower sprinkled over her body. I sat down at the bottom of the bathtub, grabbed a bottle of shampoo and started washing his hair. After rinsing the second batch of shampoo from her hair, she was back to her usual self.

Amber was sitting on my lap in front of me while I pulled a washbasin and started rubbing it back. The guilt of disturbing her in the pool had caused my erection to faint even though I had barely noticed the fact at that time. When my washbasin hit his ass, my dick started to get up again. I was hoping Amber would react badly when I felt my dick's head pressing against her ass. She shuddered involuntarily and then got into my lap, reacting to the strange new contact on her back

Amber giggled. "Your redhead is tickling my ass Charlie!"

"I'm sorry, honey. Sometimes he has a mind of his own. I got you. all clean now. You can get up now and clean the rest alone."

"Could you do it for me, Charlie? It really feels good when you wash me. "

"Sure Pumpkin. I'll let you do your private parts, okay?"

"You can do it too. I'm not afraid anymore, honest!"

"Okay, honey. Why don't you get up for me then?"

Amber giggled when she stepped on my dick while standing in the bathtub. Her pussy was placed right over my face while she was in front of me. For the first time I looked at her. I grabbed the washbasin and cleaned his legs later on his forehead, keeping the best for the last one. For her pussy, I took the toilet aside and cleaned my hands. My eyes were taken in the blond hair that sprouted from where the smell of his lips turned inward. It formed two thin and slightly dark lines that barely found themselves at the top of their pussy.

When my handy fingers slipped between the folds of his pussy I knew he was in heaven. Amber looked up and kept the mangos on the wall and the shower door while cleaning and exploring every crack and folding she had to offer. He even raised his leg and put it on the side of the bathtub to give me full access. She giggled when I gently tried her little tight-ass hole with the tip of my finger.

When Amber was exquisitely clean and rinsed everywhere, I got up. She seemed a little disappointed when I took a fresh towel and started drying her body after I had dried up quickly. When I was satisfied that I was completely dry, I wrapped a towel around her thin body and picked her up as a newlywed wife.

"Where's your Pumpkin room?"

"Right there." Amber was aiming at a closed door. There was a slight hint of resignation in his tone of his voice that betrayed his belief that our games had ended.

Putting her in her bed, I looked at her eyes. "Do you trust me Pumpkin?"

Amber nodded, then bit her lower lip when I opened the towel that covered her squealed nakedness. His legs were slightly separated, exposing his pink pussy to my glimpse eyes. I raised my hand in the leg, which made her turn and close her legs. After a moment he smiled extensively and then extended his legs away. His lips of the pussy separated, revealing his inner flesh. From my sitting position at the foot of her bed, I grabbed both legs and lay in my stomach with my face straight between her legs. While Amber tried to get away, without knowing what was up to me, I made my move. My tongue separated his lips and returned with the taste of his sex. The second time I tried between her lips until my tongue came into contact with her clitty. Amber took a sharp breath and put her pelvis in her tongue. I came back for more, hitting his sensitive clitoris with my tongue. In a few minutes she was grabbing the decks of her bed, her body shook in reaction to the sensations that flooded the pleasure center of her brain. .

Amber got tough. She threw her ecstasy out loud and put her pussy in her face. With a last lustful cry the body of the 12-year-old girl was stiff, then her muscles relaxed. Amber was too far to react to my tongue when I folded her knees and tried her tight virgin pussy with my tongue. There was no reaction either when I tried his ass. I knew I could catch her at the time and I wouldn't stop. While my cock cried for release, I held back.

I got up from the bed and sat between Amber's legs to wait for her to come back from the sexual land never before. Amber sighed and opened her eyes. In an instant she was in my arms holding me tight. His wet pussy lips opened to accept the length of my painfully hard erection. She sighed and moved her hips, nesting her pussy around my dick even more. The tender part of my dick was pressing against her open pussy of her clit super sensitive to the opening of her virginity. I wrapped one arm around his upper body and hit his ass with the other and then tightened it even stronger. Amber moved and I groaned. He moved back and responded in kind.

My hands urged Amber to move her body up and down against mine. The intensity of my sensations grew exponentially as Amber's pussy spread its moisture to my dick. Amber bit his lip and started slipping and sliding up and down the length of my dick seriously. I came for her while I looked in my eyes. He came for the second time soon after me. After a happy eternity we freed ourselves and fell back into his bed in opposite directions.

I found the satisfaction I hadn't known so far. Close my eyes, I relaxed and let my mind collapse. I woke up when I felt Amber's hand holding softly my slightly insignia but still erect cock. When I opened my eyes, Amber was looking at the semen that he had shown between his fingers. He looked at me and smiled.

"So this is what a guy's things look like themselves?"

"Yes, it gets a little messy, it doesn't."

"I can fix Charlie, I'll be right back."

Amber came back with a wet sink and sat next to her bed and cleaned me up. Although I had two of the best orgasms in my life that day, my dick got up on the occasion like a soldier. After rinsing the sink, he returned to his room.

He sat in his bed and let out a sigh. "It's almost 2:00, Charlie, I have to do something to eat, then we have to go."

"Yes, I guess you're right.

"We can stay here and forget the evidence."

"Oh no, we won't! What would your mom think when she found out? Who would wake up alive, certainly not you!"

"But we will never do things again! You will have another bride and forget all about me!"

While Amber started crying, I pulled her skinny naked body over me. "That will never happen, honey. What you and I experienced was the best ALL! I will never forget, or YOU!"

"But my stepbrother will be here tonight. It will ruin everything!"

Cassandra is your stepsister? You seemed happy to come. Why would it make a difference between us?"

"Cassandra is almost 14 years old!

"And?"

"She's gone too! Cassandra is beautiful, and she also knows. She can get any boy she wants!"

"I will ignore her then, don't worry. I've seen many girls like that Amber, it's all me, me, me. I've been there and I've learned everything about that guy."

"No, you can't ignore her.

"What do you want me to do with her then, honey?"

Amber seemed worried, she went up from me and sat on the edge of her bed, looking away from me. "Why things have to be so complicated!"

"What's up, Amber? You want me to promise you to resist her charms? That's not a problem."

"I can't tell you, you'll hate me if you know!"

I went back to my side and looked at Amber's back, wondering why I was so worried. It didn't take long to guess.

"Amber, I think I can guess what your secret might be and I don't care about anything."

"You can't!"

"Cassandra sleeps here with you when she visits honey?"

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

"Do you love her then, honey?"

"No! Yes... I thought so, but now things are different."

"Why you and me?"

Amber nodded his head. "What am I gonna do tonight, Charlie?"

"Whatever you feel, honey, I can't stand you anyway."

"You'll never want me again if I do."

"Bullshit Amber, it won't make any difference, honest. "

Amber stared at me. "Do you hate me now that you know?"

"Could Cassandra hate you if I knew what we did with Amber? Did he promise that he will only love you the last time you were together?"

"No, she also likes boys but not as much as the girls I guess."

"So you're pretty sure he's been with others since he was here?"

"Yes, he even told me on the phone."

"Follow your Amber, and then come to me. I'll prove what I'm saying is true then. "

Amber looked at my eyes and saw the truth there. "Okay, Charlie, I will if that's what you want. I will even let her use her tongue on me now that I know how good she feels, thanks to you."

"Did you lick her the last time she was here?"

"No, but I wanted him to. "

"You were the first one I made to Amber. "

"Really, Charlie?"

"Yes, I liked doing it too!"

"Can I try it with you, Charlie?"

"I was hoping you would, Amber. I thought I'd have to talk to you about it.

Amber looked at my erection and touched it. I had to grab her hand, knowing there was no way I wanted her to stop if she started.

"There's no time, honey. If I let you touch me now, I'd lose control. I'll tell you what. Let's get dressed and go get a burger before I leave you at the gym. "

Amber seemed a little hurt, but when I showed him what time I understood. While he was dressed, I went out to the pool and recovered my swimsuit. I went home and dressed for work and picked up Amber. She looked so sexy in her leotards with her little nibs coming out. It was all I could do to get away from her. After having a quick meal at the burger barn I left it at the gym and then I went to work.

Around 6:00 my boss told me he had a call. I went to the desk and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Is Charlie you?"

"Yes, honey. Do you need a trip home?"

"Kinda, I mean, I can take myself if you can't take me.

"Yes?"

"Do you remember the bet we made and what you said about being my slave for a day?"

There was no way Amber would have won that bet, but being her slave might be interesting. I let her go on.

"That's right. I guess I owe you that, huh?"

"Oh, good! Before I try what we talked to Cassandra, I want to try it with you."

"What time do your parents wait at home? I don't think there's enough time."

"I was thinking, well on the way home."

"Now there's an idea of Pumpkin! I'll see you outside in about fifteen minutes, okay?"

I hung the phone and grabbed my head. My boss already knew he might need to leave for a while, so it wasn't a problem. I picked up one of the cloth napkins from the clothing source and put it in my pocket on the way to the door.

Amber was waiting on the sidewalk when I drove to the parking lot. His brilliant smile made my stiff dick give me a flashlight in my pants. Like a good slave, get rid of my pants and get my dick out on your request. Most of Amber's hands were working his magic. It was too dangerous to let her do more than that while she was in traffic. I finally had to go to a side street when I couldn't stand it anymore.

Amber smiled at me and licked her teared lips when I left her in front of her house. His stepsister came out of the house laughing and saluting. They hugged when I left. My dick's skin was raw and hurt from Amber's inexperienced teeth, but I didn't care.

I'll always remember that first time Amber sucked my dick. Over time his skill matched his mother's. Amber definitely had one thing about her mother. I had the most incredibly tight pussy I ever felt. That's right, I couldn't help it. Luckily, ma'am. P never found out. But I knew he was a pervert, right?