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Amber - 1
by Tater Tot (no address provided)

***

Amber finds that her mother's teachings can be a lot of 
fun. (Ff, ped, inc, 1st-lesbian-expr, toys)

***

Part 1

I rolled my eyes as I stopped in my daughter's door, a 
little shocked, but wanting to laugh at the same time. I 
leaned against the door frame, watching as she 
masturbated with her left hand. Her eyes were closed and 
her hand was moving furiously, flat as if trying to 
scrub herself, with an expression of frustration on her 
face. Of course she chose that exact moment to open her 
eyes and saw me standing there.

I sighed as she screamed, "Mom!" Then turned and covered 
her face with a pillow. "Amber, it's ok," I said, as I 
walked over to stand by her. She didn't even twitch. 
"Amber honey, turn around, it's nothing to be ashamed 
of," I said again.

"Go away," she mumbled into the pillow.

I sighed again, knowing exactly how this was going to 
go. Stay in her room all night, slink around me for 
days, then be angry and defensive for weeks. We went 
through this every time she became embarrassed. I wanted 
to pinch her just for the reaction, but I decided to 
give her a reason to be embarrassed instead.

Laying down next to her on my back, I flipped my skirt 
up, slipped my hand in my panties and started 
masturbating. I was actually a little wet from watching 
her play with herself, though her technique was anything 
but erotic. I pictured the time Dan and I had sex in the 
car, giving him a blow job, fucking on the car hood, 
then bending over and letting him fucking me in the ass 
until I had a screaming orgasm. Too bad he was a 
cheating son of a bitch, he was great in bed.

After a little while I wasn't even aware of Amber, lost 
in my memories, riding the waves of pleasure I got from 
my clit and periodically inserting a finger. I didn't 
try to delay it and reached an orgasm in less than ten 
minutes.

I came with a grunt and clenching of my pussy, then 
slowly drew my hand out and licked my finger clean as I 
opened my eyes. Amber gasped beside me, so I turned to 
see her facing me, wide eyed with her mouth hanging open 
in shock.

Laughing I said, "Yes?"

"Mom," she gasped, "Did you cum?"

I twitched an eyebrow at the phrasing, but gave a laugh 
and said, "Of course, that's why people masturbate. Why 
do you do it?"

She looked embarrassed, sad and frustrated at the same 
time as she said, "I try, but never have," then turned 
her head away, blushing.

"Well," I said, "it might have something to do with the 
way you're doing it"

Her head perked back up, but she was still blushing as 
she said "I don't know how, I tried..." then stopped, 
blushing harder.

I turned on my side to face her, head resting on my palm 
as I tried to decide what she was trying to say. 

"You tried... what?"

Her face stayed turned away as she said, "You know... 
putting... you know a finger... well putting it... sort 
of in... you know." 

I almost laughed, but caught myself, knowing she would 
just turn away and sulk again. "Putting your finger in 
your pussy?" I asked.

She turned to face me and gasped, "Mom!"

That did get me to laugh, but I hurriedly said "We're 
talking about masturbating honey, so saying pussy isn't 
a bad thing. We're both old enough to not be embarrassed 
by it."

I could see the old enough statement helped, making her 
feel like an adult, so I continued, "You weren't using a 
finger when I came in"

She looked up from under her eyelashes and blushed some 
more as she said, "It just hurt to use my finger and I 
had heard other girls say they rubbed themselves" giving 
me a frustrated look she said "but they can also see 
internet porn and I can't," I laughed again, but held up 
my hand when she started to get angry, saying, "Sorry, 
but I never thought of having porn blocked being a 
handicap," looking more directly at her I said, "they 
were talking about rubbing their clitoris, or pushing 
against something to simulate sex, not actual rubbing 
like you were doing."

She looked interested, then confused before saying, "I 
tried to find my clitoris, but I think I must not have 
one."

I giggled, then stroked her face and said, "Your young 
and some girls have theirs hooded."

Now she was getting thoughtful, something I'd seen a 
thousand times, give her some information she was 
interested in and she would become focused until it 
drove you nuts. She cocked her head at me for a second 
then said, "So how do they have orgasms?"

Wow, guess this was the day for serious sex talk. Trying 
to get comfortable I said, "Well, penetration is one 
way, though you will want to try to be somewhat excited 
and wet before doing much. I find that kind of orgasm to 
be more satisfying, but it takes longer. Most girls use 
clitoral stimulation when masturbating, but it does make 
you more impatient over time."

That was a lot of information and I could see her trying 
to sort it out. She was pursing her lips in and out as 
she thought for a while, then said, "So what do you do 
to get excited?"

I could see she really didn't get it, thinking it was a 
mechanical type thing, how to touch yourself just right 
to achieve a specific result. "Honey," I said, then 
waited for her to look at me. "When was the last time 
you became excited when not trying to masturbate?"

She blushed ferociously, causing me to blink, then smile 
as I waited to hear what was so embarrassing. 

Did she see a boy naked?

When she didn't say anything I said, "Baby we're talking 
about sex, I don't think you have any reason to be 
embarrassed. What got you so excited, it's important to 
know before I can tell you how it all works."

She was looking around, acting trapped, but finally 
whispered, "My teacher."

I nodded, remembering my own teenage crushes, and said, 
"Which one?"

Her head went all the way down until her face was in her 
pillow as she said, "Ms. Thompson."

I blinked, then almost laughed again, but held it, 
knowing she wouldn't handle it well at all. "Well, 
that's normal. Most of us have girl crushes early on."

She peeked up at me and said, "Really?"

I did laugh now and said, "Of course, I've had quite a 
few in my life, and still have them time to time."

Amber blinked, dumbfounded I think to realize her old 
mom was talking about lesbian urges. I wanted to giggle 
uncontrollably at her shock, but held it in again. When 
she had a moment she said "Wow. Ok... that's... well 
that's... I don't know."

I wiggled an eyebrow at her, then said "Anyway...the 
reason I asked is because when you masturbate you should 
be thinking about something that excites you, a scenario 
or fantasy that you live as you play with yourself"

She blushed again at my words, but kept looking at me, 
thinking about what I was saying. She nodded her head to 
herself, then frowned and said, "What were you thinking 
when you just did...you know."

Grinning I said, "Masturbate?"

She gave me a shy smile and said, "Yes, masturbate."

"A time when your father and I had a lot of fun," I 
answered.

She gave a half nod again, but sort of sneered. I 
understood, she really didn't much like Dan anymore, not 
that I could blame her. She thought for a while, then 
spoke distractedly as she thought, "So you fantasize 
about something exciting, then when you're excited you 
use your fingers to make you more excited until you 
orgasm."

It sounded so logical that I grinned as she reminded me 
of me when I was at work, solving a problem. 

Then she blushed and glanced at me, obviously 
remembering what her fantasy was about.

"It's ok to think about a woman Amber," I said 
seriously, "thinking about or even having sex with 
another woman isn't evil. Just because you do doesn't 
mean you're a lesbian."

She was still blushing, but she was looking quizzically 
at me, so I smiled and said, "Yes your decrepit old 
mother has fantasized about women and I had a girlfriend 
in college."

That got a gasp of shock as she said, "Mom!" again.

I laughed at the expression on her face, but waited for 
her to get it together. She eventually pulled herself 
back and looked at me appraisingly, acting like I was 
someone she had never seen, so I shrugged and said, "So 
you fantasize about your teacher, then when you're wet 
enough, try easing a finger in. Don't push in too far, 
just enough to feel it. Try to tie the fantasy into the 
physical things you're doing."

She blushed as I sat up and moved toward the door. 
Stopping as I stepped out, I turned and said, "Have fun, 
but remember we're going shopping tomorrow morning."

Big blush, but she nodded.

I found myself masturbating to an orgasm that night 
picturing her doing the same.

We had fun the next day, though I caught her giving me a 
couple of appraising looks. The conversation gave her a 
lot to think about, but I didn't say anything, though I 
was dying to know if she had her orgasm.

It wasn't till that evening while I was in bed reading 
that she finally came to talk. She was wearing her 
pajamas, though they were looking a little young on her 
fourteen year old frame. She was going to have small 
breasts and they hadn't grown big enough to really need 
a bra, as much as she wished they might. 

The growing she had done this year had pushed her to 
five four and caused her to look a little skinny, all 
long legs and arms.

I smiled at her and set my book down as she crawled in 
next to me, kept her face down and muttered, "It didn't 
work."

I choked back a laugh, covering it with a cough as she 
looked at me suspiciously. I slid down to lay next to 
her again and said, "Tell me."

She kept her eyes down as she said, "I did what you 
said. It sort of worked, but I didn't orgasm. At least I 
never felt anything like people say."

I shook my head and pushed the hair out of her face, 
thinking about what to say. How do you tell people how 
to orgasm? It seemed natural to me. The talk was 
actually making me a little horny, which is probably why 
I suggested what I did.

"Do you want me to help baby?" I asked.

She looked up at me in question, then blushed and said, 
"Could you? How?"

This was my last chance to stop and I didn't take it. 
"I'll try to talk you through a fantasy and touch you so 
you know how to do it. Once you have an orgasm you'll be 
able to do it yourself"

She really blushed but nodded her head immediately. 
"Well, turn off the lights and crawl in with me" I said.

She jumped up and flipped the lights off and came back 
to slide under the covers. I set my book aside and 
pulled her close to me, spooning her from behind. 
Placing an arm around her I propped my head on some 
pillows by her ear and said. "Ok honey, I'll describe a 
fantasy, then touch you until you become wet. When you 
are, I'll use a finger until you come. Ok?"

She was gasping a little in excitement as she said, 
"Ok."

Putting my hand on her stomach I started rubbing in soft 
circles as I started talking, "You're at school, in Ms. 
Thomson's room. It's after school and you have to stay 
late to talk about grades. She walks in, then shuts and 
locks the door before sitting at her desk. You walk up 
to stand beside her when she waves you forward. She 
tells you that your grades could be better and you need 
to work harder. 

"She takes your hand and pulls you closer until you're 
standing between her legs, looking down at her. She 
tells you that she could probably help you with your 
grades if you want, then reaches around and puts her 
hand on your ass." I reach down and rest my hand on her 
ass cheek, then start rubbing it slowly as I continue 
"your staring at her as you nod and say, 'Yes Ms. 
Thomson, I would like your help.'

"She smiles and brings her hand around to the front of 
your legs" I slide my hand off her ass and around to the 
front of her thigh, squeezing it softly. "She tells you 
that if you do what she wants she can make sure your 
grades get better."

Amber gives a soft gasping moan as she seems to realize 
she had stopped breathing for a second, then starts 
panting a little as I continued. "You nod again and say, 
'Yes ma'am.' Her hand slides up slowly as she stares 
into your eyes, then finally rests on your pussy" My 
hand does that, resting on the outside of her pajama 
bottoms, pressing into the hot center of her pussy. 
Amber makes a soft groan and twitches her hips forward 
and back once.

"Ms. Thomson's hand slides to the top of your pants as 
she says, "Would you like to earn an A this semester?" 
You nod again as her hand slides slowly into your pants, 
easing under your panties." My hand does the same, 
sliding in, pushing under her panties. "Her fingers 
touch the top of your wet pussy and she says 'are you 
willing to work hard and do what I say Amber?'" My hand 
reaches her wet slit, drawing a loud moan from her as 
her whole body twitched.

I continued whispering "Her finger rests against your 
wet slit as you nod excitedly at her. She smiles as her 
finger runs up and down your wet pussy making you so wet 
and excited. You can see her breasts down her blouse and 
how her nipples are standing up as her finger presses 
against your pussy."

My finger is sliding up and down her wet pussy and 
continues to do so as I talk. "Ms. Thomson slides her 
hand out and unbuttons your pants, sliding them and your 
panties down, exposing your wet pussy to her, making her 
lick her lips in excitement. She moves you over to sit 
on the edge of the desk, spreading your legs as she 
says, 'What do you want me to do now Amber?'

I stop talking as my finger moves up and down, pressing 
harder as she flows juices. I almost giggle as she 
mumbles, "eat me."

I slide my middle finger in slightly, she was so tight 
that it took effort to push in to the first joint,  as I 
say, "Ms. Thomson lets her head slide between your legs 
and her tongue comes out to push into your wet pussy."

Amber came at that point, moaning loudly and pushing her 
hips hard against my hand, humping it a couple of times 
as she grunted and moaned. She is panting hard when she 
finally relaxes so I pull my hand out, bringing it to my 
mouth as she turned on her back and watched me lick my 
fingers clean.

Her eyes are half closed as she watches, her face 
totally relaxed. I finish and snuggle her close and say, 
"And that's an orgasm."

She fell asleep almost immediately. I waited a moment, 
then fingered myself to an orgasm, reliving what had 
just happened.

I didn't wait for her to be embarrassed in the morning, 
just gave her a slap on the butt and said, "Alright 
kiddo, time to get ready for school." She hopped out of 
bed pretty quickly and gave me a shy smile, but didn't 
blush and act like a spaz. I grinned as I headed down to 
get breakfast together while she got cleaned up and 
dressed. I only worked Tuesday and Thursdays as the 
divorce settlement had left us in good shape, so had 
time to do things I wanted. At thirty-two having free 
time was a true gift, so I spent a lot of time at the 
gym or playing tennis with friends.

She gave me another shy smile when she came in, but we 
didn't say anything about what had happened. I was not 
surprised to see her looking at my breasts when she 
thought I wasn't looking and I in return was looking at 
her pert little ass. I almost laughed as she was heading 
to the bus as I thought about how weird it all was.

I was horny and had plans for this afternoon. My tennis 
partner was a young woman at the club named Kathy that 
had started a couple of weeks after me and had needed a 
partner. She was twenty-one and shy at the time, so I 
had been nice enough to offer. We had hit it off pretty 
well and one thing led to another and we had ended up 
having sex. It was her first time with a woman so I had 
had a lot of fun showing her what to do. Now we got 
together periodically when one of us wanted too, her 
mainly when her husband was traveling.

We had fun playing tennis for an hour, then headed to 
the showers. No one else was there so as soon as we 
stepped into the showers I pushed her against the wall 
and kissed her hard, my hands coming up to fondle her 
breasts. She struggled a little, but froze and gasped as 
I dropped to my knees and shoved my face in her pussy. 
She put her hands on my brown hair as I started licking 
and kissing her, getting wet very quickly. I was moaning 
myself as I brought a hand up and slipped a finger in 
her wet cunt, sliding my tongue up and down, then over 
her clit as I plunged it in and out. 

The public nature of what we were doing really excited 
her because it was only a couple of minutes before she  
came, covering my hand in cum as I licked her until she 
stopped thrashing. Getting up I grabbed her face and 
tongue fucked her mouth, having her taste herself for a 
moment before pushing her to her knees and holding her 
head to my soaking pussy. 

I had one hand on the wall and the other on her head as 
she grabbed my ass and let her tongue do what I had 
taught her. I was hornier than I thought, cumming 
explosively within a minute, grinding her face into my 
pussy as I rode out my orgasm on it. I collapsed to my 
knees and started licking her lips clean as I panted.

"Horny much," she giggled.

"God yes," I said. "I needed that."

She helped me up, then kissed me and said with a grin, 
"Anytime."

We laughed and fondled each other some in the shower 
until another member came in. I had had an idea earlier 
and spent the rest of the day thinking about it, trying 
to decide how far I wanted to go with all this. When 
Amber came home and dropped her book bag in the corner 
like normal, probably not planning to do homework as 
usual, I decide what the hell.

When she had sat at the table I sat down across from her 
and watched as she ate the sandwich I had made, getting 
shy looks from under her bangs as I tried to decide what 
to say.

"I was thinking about what we did last night," I 
started, getting a blush from her, but pushing on. "You 
enjoyed it and I think it was good for you to learn 
these things without having to get porn off the internet 
or waiting for some girl or boy to teach you."

She lost the blush and looked interested, the 
straightforward tone causing her to listen as if it was 
a normal conversation.

"I was thinking we could continue that, letting you 
learn about yourself and how sex can be if you're 
interested," I said to her. She did look interested, 
blushing and opening her mouth to lick her lips as she 
nodded. I smiled and said, "You would need to do your 
school work and study hard, but if you did we could 
continue doing that on Tuesday and Thursday night and on 
the weekends. Would you like that?"

I raised an eyebrow, watching as she squirmed in her 
seat. I think she was disappointed it wouldn't be 
tonight, but she said, "Sure mom, that would be great." 
I waved at her book bag and gathered her dishes to clean 
as she got to work. It was great not to have our normal 
fight over getting her work done. "If you start bringing 
home A's, maybe you could earn special rewards," I said 
without looking at her.

My pussy was wore out that night as I thought about 
special rewards, as I'm sure hers was.

The next day she came in and went straight to her school 
work, putting in a good hour before heading to her room 
and spending time on the phone. I was surprised when she 
came down and sat with me to watch TV, but it was nice 
to talk with her for once. She was squirming and red 
faced periodically, but I didn't laugh, just smiled in 
anticipation.

I was sitting in bed in my sleeping t-shirt when she 
came in, in her pajamas, stopping by the side of the 
bed, red faced and nervous. I smiled and laid on my side 
again as I said, "Why don't you take those things off. 
It will be easier if you're naked honey."

She blushed brightly, but didn't hesitate to shed her 
things. I watched closely, enjoying her slim young body 
and small little breasts. She had a small growth of hair 
around her pussy I could see before she slid under the 
covers. I turned off the light and snuggled closer 
again.

Reaching over her I let my hand rest on her belly as I 
got into my previous position with my head beside hers. 

"You stay after school again," I start, "Ms. Thomson 
wants you to get some more special instruction. She 
locks the door again and has you stand in front of her. 
Her hands run around your body as she asks 'are you 
ready for some more instruction Amber?'" I let my hand 
run across her belly, down her hip and around to her 
ass, cupping it gently as she mumbles "Yes." I grin at 
that and let my hand run back around, then reach up to 
cup her small breast, getting a loud gasp from her. 

"Ms. Thomson starts playing with your pretty breasts, 
telling you how firm they are. She unbuttons your shirt 
and pulls it open, takes your bra down, then leans 
forward to take a nipple in her mouth." I tweak her 
nipple as I say that, getting a loud groan from her. My 
hand goes back to palming her small breast, not quite a 
handful, but with very hard nipples.

"Ms. Thomson plays with your breasts for a time, kissing 
and licking them, pinching the nipples, moaning about 
how pretty they are and how she loves to taste them." I 
pinch, squeeze and tweak her breasts for a while, then 
move my hand down as I say, "She starts to kiss her way 
down your stomach, stopping to play with your belly 
button, then slides your skirt off, leaving you standing 
in only your panties." 

My hand cups her hip as she starts making squeaking 
noises, her hips undulating slowly. "She drops to her 
knees in front of you and licks the front of your wet 
panties." I say as my hand slide across and onto her 
very wet pussy. Amber makes a loud moaning noise, 
surprising me at how excited she is after only a few 
minutes. 

"Shh, she says, we don't want anyone to hear. Then her 
hand comes up and slides your panties off, leaving you 
standing in the classroom naked, with her kneeling in 
front of you. Her face comes forward and her tongue 
licks your pussy, sliding between your lips, tasting 
your delicious flavor."

My hand slides up and pushes along her pussy, getting a 
loud groan and a hard thrust of her hips. She is gasping 
now, breathing fast and heavy. "She licks up and down, 
sliding her tongue in a little as she passes over your 
channel, her hands cupping your ass as she pulls you 
against her face.

My finger pushes against her channel every time I pass 
it, putting pressure, but not entering. I do this for a 
couple of minutes as I'm saying, "Ms. Thomson is moaning 
as she is tongue-fucking you, very excited to have your 
tight little pussy against her mouth. Between licks she 
says, 'I want to fuck you one day Amber'."

I let my finger poke in slightly as she once again cums. 
It is even stronger this time, drawing a short, high 
pitched scream, almost a yelp as her hips push against 
me and her hand reaches down to hold mine against her 
pussy. Her hips hump me for a moment, each thrust in 
time with a small surge of wetness. I was impressed; 
this was a very strong orgasm.

She released my hand as she sort of sagged against me, 
breathing heavily. I once again licked my finger clean, 
enjoying her young flavor as she watched me through half 
closed eyes. And once again I masturbated to a strong 
orgasm after she fell asleep.

***

The next morning she didn't act embarrassed, just 
thanking me and getting ready for school. I admired her 
tight ass as she walked to her room. 

Amber went straight to homework again that night, 
spending another hour studying and completing 
assignments. When we sat down in front of the TV later 
she asked "Mom, you said you had a girlfriend didn't 
you?"

I smiled and said, "Just after high school."

She thought about that for a while, then said, "Why?"

I shrugged and said "I'd always enjoyed looking at 
girls, but liked boys too. When I broke up with my high 
school boyfriend, and Sara broke up with hers, we just 
sort of..." I shrugged again and said "got horny"

Amber giggled and said, "You got horny?"

I laughed and said, "We had a couple of drinks, got to 
bad mouthing guys, and somehow decided to try kissing. 
That led to touching, then licking, then all kinds of 
things. We found we enjoyed being together. 

We actually dated for a while, but drifted apart during 
the second year."

She blushed as I mentioned kissing and licking, but was 
watching me, fascinated by what I was saying. 

She did her nodding thing as she thought about what I 
had said, then asked "Are girls better than boys?"

I smiled and said, "Not better, different."

"How?" she asked.

"Masculine and feminine," I started, "Men are naturally 
aggressive and everything is built around their cocks. 
They want to stick them in a girl, mouth, pussy, or ass, 
they don't care. They can be loving, but not really 
tender. A woman knows your body, understands the things 
you want in life, and what you want out of sex. But they 
don't have a cock, and they can't cum inside you. 

"Having a man press his cock deep inside your pussy or 
ass and cum hard is satisfying in a way that I can't 
explain. But a man can't tongue your pussy in just the 
right way to make you scream, and they don't touch you 
the way a woman can. Also, if you're a dominant person, 
it's easier to be so with a woman."

That was a lot for her to take in, so I sat quietly as 
she processed it all. She nodded and tilted her head a 
couple of times before saying "Do people really, you 
know, like to get, you know...fucked in the ass" she 
blushed and stuttered her way through that, embarrassed 
to say such a bad word in front of me.

Nodding I said, "Oh yes. I love it myself, though it's 
not for everyone. It's about preparation and practice."

"Does it... what does it feel like?" she asked.

Smiling I said, "I can't really explain the physical 
feelings, but it is more about surrendering your body to 
someone. Bending over and letting someone sodomize you 
is terribly naughty, so it's very exciting to do it. 
You're also giving the other person control of you, 
letting them take your most private things."

"Have you... you know... used a... dildo?" she whispered 
the last word, bright red in the face.

I giggled and said, "You mean on someone else?"

She nodded quickly, not really meeting my eye, so I 
said, "You probably mean a strap-on one, and yes. And 
had them used on me."

That got a giggle, though she couldn't turn any more 
red. 

We finished watching TV, but she stopped to hug me and 
said, "Thanks mom," before going up to bed.

I called Kathy before bed and asked what she was doing 
tomorrow. When she said nothing, I asked if she needed a 
deep massage, drawing a laugh and quick yes from her. 
Looked like I was going to be using a strap-on tomorrow.

I got Amber off to school and went straight to Kathy's. 
I had her bent over the couch, fucking her hard within 
fifteen minutes as she screamed and moaned. I fucked her 
three times over the next couple of hours, missionary, 
rear entry, then to be weird, on her side. She was 
coming constantly, totally worn out before I had enough. 
I came just as much, getting off continuously as I 
pictured her as Amber. I was turning into a very naughty 
person.

She kissed me passionately when I left, saying how much 
she enjoyed the more aggressive Sharon.

That night when Amber came in, I sat up and scooted 
against the head board, telling her to sit in front of 
me after she took her clothes off. I turned off the 
light, then wrapped my arms around her as I started.

"You were babysitting for Mrs. Jones when she came home 
early and asked if you wanted to watch some TV with her 
before you went home. You sat on her big couch, between 
her legs as she wrapped her arms around you. When the 
movie started, you could feel her hands come around and 
cup your breasts." I started as my own hands reached up 
and fondled her breasts. She reacted with a long moan 
immediately, startling me a little at its strength. 

I played with her breasts for a while, saying "she 
doesn't say anything, just touches you, eventually 
unbuttoning your shirt and your bra as you sit passively 
between her legs" I'm enjoying the feel of her small, 
firm little tits, letting my hands cup and squeeze them, 
pinching periodically as she continues to moan and gasp 
loudly.

"She lets one hand slide down and slip under your 
panties and pants, a finger sliding between your wet 
pussy lips." My hand does this, my middle finger 
slipping in between her wet lips. When she gives a sharp 
squeak and cums on my hand I'm shocked. I press my 
finger in tightly, holding it to her as she humps 
forward against it as she lets a small spurt of cum 
splash my hand. 

This goes on for quite a while before she relaxes and 
lets her head roll back on my shoulder. I continue by 
saying, "You cum on her fingers, soaking your panties 
and causing her to draw her hand out and bring it to 
your mouth to lick clean." I bring my hand up and let my 
middle finger slide into her mouth, drawing another deep 
moan from her as she sucks it clean.

"When you're done, she lets it slide back down and 
starts rubbing you some more." I follow my own direction 
and start letting my fingers spread her pussy slightly 
and slide between them, letting the friction build her 
excitement again. Her pussy is soaked, making it very 
slick as I say "After a moment, she starts pushing her 
finger in, slowly, letting you get used to it."

Amber makes a soft sobbing, groaning noise as my finger 
tip slips inside her. Her channel is very tight and hot, 
making it slow going as I gently thrust in and out. I 
make slow progress, letting my palm and other fingers 
press in and out as my finger gains an inch or two over 
the next few minutes. I don't say anything as we're 
doing this, just enjoying her loud moans and sighs. 

When I'm up to my second knuckle I start a rhythmic 
thrusting, pulling out, then gently pushing back in. 
Amber starts making short uh-uh noises as I push in, her 
hands clenching on my thighs as her hips twitch forward 
and back. This goes on for another couple of minutes 
before her body clenches tight and her head rolls back 
as she lets out a long drawn out groan and her pussy 
splashes my hand again. I can feel her channel clenching 
and releasing my finger as the orgasm rips through her. 

She falls asleep in my arms before I can even pull my 
finger out, totally exhausted from the orgasms. I smile 
as I lay down next to her, licking my fingers clean as I 
finger myself to an orgasm.

Amber was pretty happy when she woke up, saying, "Thanks 
mom," as she dashed off to get ready for school. I 
laughed as I got up and went to make breakfast.

To be continued?

Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email 
address so it will do the reader no good contacting the 
archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later 
time to see if there have been any updates to this story 
by the author.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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