A “play date” with Amber

A few hot summer days went by since the hide-and-seek game. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I saw from the tree I was hiding in. I jacked off to the mental image a couple of times since then. The weekend was coming up and my parents were going out of town for the night on Friday. They asked Jason’s parents if I could stay at their house while they were gone. This was going to be fun. Playing Playstation and staying up all night with my best friend. Around 4:00 on Friday afternoon, I was at Jason’s house. His parents told me that he wasn’t feeling good so he was in bed. They had plans to go to dinner and a movie so Amber was in charge. I told myself, ‘this is going to be dumb now. My friend is sick and Amber wasn’t into video games.’ Amber came down stairs to get some soup and water and bring it to Jason. After she did that, she yelled to me, “I’ll be down in a few minutes Brett.”
“OK,” I said back to her.
Soon after that I heard the shower running. “YES!” I said quietly. “The robe, the wet hair. Sweet.” I was watching some movie about aliens when the water turned off. I slowly crept to the stairs and poked my head around the corner just in time to see her bedroom door shut and hear her lock it. “Oh well, maybe not tonight,” I said as I walked back to the couch. As I was sitting there, watching the movie, Amber came down the stairs and went into the kitchen. She got two ice cream sandwiches out of the freezer. Walking toward me she said, “Think fast,” as she threw one of them to me. It hit me in the cheek as I turned my head to look at her. She ran over to me to make sure I wasn’t hurt. She had a small t-shirt and those same short soccer shorts on. I told her I was fine as she bent over to look at my cheek. The t-shirt was too tight so I couldn’t see down it, but it outlined her breasts and hard nipples nicely. She stood up in front of me double-checking to make sure I was OK. I tried, but I couldn’t stop staring at her breasts. I’m sure she wasn’t wearing a bra.
She sat on the couch with a seat between us. She was leaning away from me with both feet up on the couch. I had a good view of, what I thought was perfect, her butt. The shorts were shiny satin material and, like her shirt, were small. “Who won the hide-and-seek game the other night Brett?”
“I did.” I told her. “W wasn’t found until you saw me in front of your house. I was hiding for like 20 minutes. I finally gave up.”
Where were you hiding? It must have been a good spot.”
Inside, I jolted, ‘does she know I was watching? There’s no way. It was too dark,’ I thought. “I was in the bushes by the fence. It was completely pitch black. No one could see me.”
“Good job! What movie is…DAMMIT!”
“What?” I questioned her outburst.
“This ice cream bar is melting and it dripped on my shirt. I love this shirt.”
“Maybe you should eat it faster instead of talking so much,” I said in a smart-assed tone, but she knew I was joking. “How much dripped?”
She turned herself toward me. Sticking her chest out so she could see the ice cream drip and show me where it dripped. As she turned, her legs opened up and she was sitting cross-legged. I had a clear view of her small shorts pressed up against her panty less pussy. “See,” she said, pointing at her right breast. “It dripped right here.”
“Oh that’s not so much. Why don’t you just lick it off?”
“You little perv!”
“No, no. I didn’t mean it like that Amber. You’re my best friend’s sister. Do you really thing I would look at you like that?” I said in an honest, innocent voice. But after she said that, my mind flipped.
“What did you mean by that ‘I should lick it up comment Brett?”
“Nothing. If I spill something on my shirt I always lick it up and then go rinse it off. That’s ALL I meant.”
“OK, sorry. I thought you were trying to get me to do something else.”
Amber, still facing me, pulled her shirt to her mouth and licked the ice cream off of it. In doing so, I saw her flat, tanned stomach. She had her belly button pierced with a small pendant and what looked like a diamond hanging down. She caught me staring at it and said, “What are you looking at?”
“Your belly button ring.”
“She rolled her shirt up to just below her breasts saying, “Oh this?” giving it a flick. “I’ve had this for a few months. Do you like it?”
“Yeah, I didn’t know you had one of those.”
Standing up, Amber said, “I’ll be right back. I gotta go rinse this stuff off my shirt.” She walked to the kitchen and turned on the water. I went back to watching the movie.
After about a minute, Amber came back to the couch and sat on the cushion next to me, but this time she had a blanket draped over her. She said it was because she was cold, but I think it was to hide her wet shirt and hard nipples.
We sat there watching the movie and laughing at the corny parts. Jason yelled for Amber so she went up to see what he needed. When she left, I took the blanket and draped it over my hardening cock. When Amber came back to the couch, she noticed that I had the blanket so she stood in front of me so I couldn’t see the TV demanding that I give the blanket back to her or she wouldn’t move. I was fine with that. I knew, now, that she didn’t have any underwear on and her tight, white shirt (with one wet breast) was better to look at than the movie. She grabbed for the blanket and I pushed her hand away. She grabbed for it again and hit my hardening cock. She quickly withdrew her hand, apologized and sat on the couch. Both of us, embarrassed, sat quietly for a minute or two. She broke the silence saying that she was sorry again. I look at her and gave her the blanket. She slowly took it and jokingly said, “Are you sure you don’t wanna keep it? I mean…” and glanced at my crotch.
“No. I’m fine. Besides, you did this.”
“What do you mean? I did that?”
“Honestly Amber, the way you were sitting, what you are wearing, or not wearing, and your wet shirt. Not to mention that you are the hottest girl I know.”
“Oh, sorry again. I’m just used to wearing this after I shower. I didn’t know it bothered you.” She started to get up.
”No.” I placed my hand on her leg. “Its great. I mean, its fine. This is your house. You can do whatever you want. I think I’m just going through that thing my dad told me about.”
“You mean puberty?”
“Yeah, that.”
She sounded so mature. “So this is a new experience for you? Having a girl who you think is pretty alone with you?”
“Yeah. Its just…” I looked at her chest and wet t-shirt.
“Just what? My shirt? Well, it WAS your idea.” She said with a smirk.
“I know. I told you what I did when I spilled. I didn’t know it was going to do this to me,” glancing at my crotch again.
“Is this the first time you’ve seen a girls boobs in person? I mean, not in a magazine.”
“No, not really.”
“What do you mean, not really?”
“If I tell you, you can’t tell anyone OK?”
“OK.”
“OR get mad at me.”
“Why would I get mad?”
“Just promise those two things to me.”
“OK, I promise. Tell me. Your secret’s safe with me.”
“Well, you know how I said I was hiding in the bushes the other night? I wasn’t in a bush. I was in a tree.”
“OK, so you saw someone’s mom or what?”
“No. I was in the tree outside your bedroom window. I knew you couldn’t see me, but I couldn’t get down. I was too interested.”
“What did you see?”
“You singing and dancing.”
“So? I was singing. Big deal.” I could tell she was getting nervous.
“I stayed until after the singing.”
“BRETT!” She was shocked, or so it appeared.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop watching. I mean, you were doing things I’ve never seen before.” My cock was hardening as I thought about it.
“OK. You’re a teenage boy. Going through what you’re going through. I can’t say I blame you.”
“You’re not mad?”
“A promise is a promise. Right?”
“I guess. So now what? This is kinda weird.”
What if I make you more comfortable?”
“Yeah right. I don’t know how you are going to be able to do that.”
Amber reached toward my hard cock, looking at me. As her hand reached my lap, I could feel the blood pumping into my cock and it got even harder. She grasped it and said, “Wow, Brett. This is pretty big.”
My face flushed, I could feel it getting red. I sat there pretty much motionless as Amber massaged my cock through my pants. I didn’t know what to do. I had this hot girl rubbing my throbbing cock. “Amber, that feels so good, but I don’t think you’re helping me relax.”
“Just wait Brett. You will relax soon enough. Do you mind if I take your pants off? They are getting in the way.”
“Na, that’s fine. I don’t mind. Whatever you want.”
“You might regret saying that later,” she joked. As she slid my pants down, my hard-on poked out the front of my boxers. Amber smiled, “Oh my. What do you want me to do Brett?”
“I don’t know. Can you do what you were doing the other night? I liked that.”
“I could. Or you could do it to me if you want to. Come here.” She stood up, pulling me to my feet. As I stood in front of her my pants fell to my ankles. She grabbed my hands and put them on her hips, “Now, let your hands explore a little.”
I moved them down her hips to her butt, squeezing it and rubbing it. With my right hand, I cupped under her cheek and pulled up, moving her toward me. Being tall for my age was good because Amber and I were the same height. As she moved toward me from the pressure on her ass, I could feel the pressing of her tits against my chest and my hard cock press into her crotch. I kept grabbing and rubbing her ass with one hand while she led my other hand to her upper stomach area, still exposed from her showing me her belly button ring. My hand rubbed around her side, across the upper part of her chest, and down the middle between her breasts. I let my fingers slide under her shirt from the bottom. My other hand found its way to her chest and I slid her shirt up over her tits. I began to rub and massage them. They were firm and pretty big. Her nipples were getting harder and they began to press into my palms. As I started to pinch and flick them, Amber grabbed my cock and stroke it and kiss me. Her soft hands were rubbing up and down my shaft as her tongue danced in my mouth. I pulled her arms up and removed her shirt. She took my shirt off and then my boxers. My pants and boxers were at my ankles so I kicked them off. I stood there naked and fully erect. Amber guided my hands to the waistband of her shorts.
“Well?” she asked. “I took your clothes off, are you gonna return the favor?” I slid my thumbs into the waistband and had to peel them off her body. She kicked them aside and I stood there in awe, staring at her beautiful, tanned, naked body. Amanda sat on the edge of the couch, laid back, and put her feet up, giving me a perfect, full spread view of her pussy. “Are you just gonna stand there and jerk off or are you going to help me?” I was jacking off and I didn’t even know it, I was so involved in looking at her.
“What do I do?”
“Whatever you want. I’m here for you. I’m sure I will like it no matter what you do.” She started to rub her tits.
I knelt in front of her, on the floor. I started to rub my thumb just below the fuzzy patch, where I saw her rubbing. She moved my hand lower. It was warm and wet. “This is my clit, start there,” she told me. As I made circles with my thumb, Amber started to moan and play with her tits more. I started to rub faster on her clit as she moaned more. Rubbing her clit with one hand and jacking my shaft with the other, I leaned my face into her pussy and beggar to lick it. “Ooohhhh! Where’d you learn that?” she asked, short of breath.
“I saw it on one of my dad’s movies. Does it do anything?”
“Hell yes! It feels so good.” Her breathing was getting heavier and her moans getting louder. This made me rub my shaft and lick her clit faster. “Keep going! Keep going Brett.” She started to shake again, not knowing what that was I stopped and backed up. My mouth and chin were wet from her juices. “What? Don’t stop, I’m almost there.” I dove back in, tongue out, and ready to do some damage with it. Amber started to scream so she covered her face with a pillow. She was saying, “Yes. Yes. OH MY GOD BRETT! That feels so damn good. Don’t stop! Aaahhhhhh!”
The shaking stopped. Amber removed the pillow and pushed my head up from her crotch. Smiling at me she said, “Wow! You learned that from watching your dad’s movies?”
“Yeah. Was it ok? Did I do good?”
“Good doesn’t begin to describe it sweetie. What else did you see on those movies?
“Well, here, I’ll show you. I sat one the couch next to her. “Stand up and face me.”
Exhausted from her orgasm, Amber slowly stood up, holding her tits and turned to face me and my fully erect dick.
“OK, now what?”
“OK. The girl sat on the guys lap facing him and bounced up and down screaming.”
“Oh. Alright. Let me try. Like this?” Amber straddled my lap and sat on me. Her breasts right in my face. “Hold on, I think I know a trick,” she said. She then reached down, grabbed my cock, held it up to her pussy which was still dripping wet, and pushed herself down onto my rod.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed.
“What? What’s wrong?” Amber stopped.
“Nothing’s wrong. That feels, well, different. It feels good, I mean, I like it. It’s just weird. It’s all slippery and warm.”
“Well,” trying to be a smart ass like I was earlier, “You did that to me.” Amber began to move around a little. “So once the girls was sitting on the guys lap she moved around right?”
“Yeah. How did you know what to do?”
“I’ve seen some of those movies too. I watch them with Kelly at her house after school before her parents get home.”
“Wait, you and Kelly watch them together?” I was puzzled.
“Ssshhhh, I’ll tell you mare about that later. Right now, I want to make you relax. She started to move her hips back and forth. It felt so good. After a little bit of that she started to slowly bounce up and down on my shaft. I reached up and grabbed her tits as they were bouncing and started to squeeze and rub them. I couldn’t believe I was fucking…and Amber, at that. She was the girl every boy had a crush on, now she is naked, on my lap, and my dick is inside of her. She started to go faster, bouncing up and down and moving her hips back and forth at the same time. I was going crazy. The best feeling I have ever felt.
I knew what it felt like to blow my wad and I could feel that coming on. “I’m gonna cum Amber. I’m gonna cum.”
“Do it inside me. I’m on birth control. I wanna feel you squirt inside me.”
“OH MY GOD!” I yelled. She grabbed my head and smothered it between her tits to muffle my voice. I was licking her nipples and she was liking that, but it didn’t last long. I exploded in her pussy. As the first shot went in, I pushed so hard into her that she let out a little scream of pleasure.
We both were moaning and shaking in rhythm. I think I gave her another orgasm too. She moved her face toward mine and kissed me.
“Wow, Brett. I had no idea. That was amazing.” We laid down and just stayed there, my dick getting softer, but still inside her. Our sweaty bodies rubbing together. Kissing and rubbing each other for about ten minutes. “I need to shower again. You got me all sweaty.”
“OK.” I said as she stood up. She bent over in front of me to pick up her shirt and shorts. She was facing away from me on purpose to let me see her glistening pussy.
Then, as her naked body walked past my head at the end of the couch, she asked, “Aren’t you gonna shower? You got all sweaty too.”