Amber Again

Chapter Twenty Four: Amber Again

Nearly a year passed before I saw Amber again. Dad ran into Fred Connor at a small business conference and during the three day session they renewed old ties. When dad returned, he told mom and me that we were invited to dinner at the Connors the following week. I could tell that mom wasn’t very enthusiastic, but she finally agreed to go. I was very excited about getting to see Amber again and was wondering if we could pick up where we’d left off.

The following Saturday evening found me in the Connor’s dining room seated at the table next to Amber. She was wearing a short navy blue skirt and a silk blouse to match. I had previously noted how her short skirt displayed her amply curved bottom and her shapely legs. The outline of her breasts beneath the thin material of her blouse was very appealing. There was no doubt that Amber was a knockout.

While our parents were chatting Amber said, “Well Bill it’s been a long time between visits. Do you still have that extensive literary collection? You know we never did get around to finishing that video game. Do you still have your magic touch…… with the video games I mean?”

I replied, “It takes a lot of practice to develop any skill and I never seem to get enough, but I do think I could show you a thing or two. I hope I get the chance again very soon.”

Amber smiled and said, “Well Bill what people hope for and what they get are usually two very different things. I don’t know if I can fulfill your expectations. As I remember, you play a little rough for my taste.”

“Well Amber, I’ll admit that I play to win and there always has to be a loser.”

Amber smiled and said, “If I remember correctly, I lost more than a game the last time.”

I smiled back at Amber and asked, “How did you deal with the situation?”

Amber replied, “Very carefully. I really had to watch my step for a while, because I didn’t want to reveal too much.” At this, we both laughed.

As the dinner progressed I slyly slipped a hand beneath the table and moved it over to touch Amber’s thigh. She glanced at me but didn’t say anything. I found this encouraging so I began to slowly move my hand up under her skirt. I managed to get it up high enough to feel her panties. Then I slipped a finger between her legs. I was taking a big chance but it paid off. Amber moved her legs slightly apart and I began massaging between her legs through the crotch of her panties. It was lucky for me that our parents were so engrossed in their conversation that no one was paying any attention to Amber and me. As I continued my manipulations I felt the crotch of Amber’s panties becoming just a little moist. Unfortunately at that moment mom glanced my way and said, “What’s the matter son? You’ve barely touched your food. Aren’t you feeling well?”

I quickly got both hands on the table and began to work on my baked potato saying, “I feel fine mom. I was just taking my time because the food is so good.”

This pleased Amber’s mother who said, “Why thank you Billy. What a nice compliment.” Mrs. Conner still called me Billy and I still hated it.

During the meal, the adults were making quick work of some tall glasses of wine and I knew that this was a very good sign. They would be visiting for a long time after dinner and probably continue drinking. Before too long they would have little interest in what Amber and I would be doing.

My speculation proved to be very accurate. After the meal mom, dad and Amber’s parents headed for the living room. I noted that Mr. Connor was bringing another bottle of wine from the side board. Mrs. Connor said, “Amber why don’t you and Billy go watch TV or something.”

Amber said, “OK mom.”

As soon as our parents were out of the room I said, “Let’s go up to your room.”

Amber said, “I know why you want to go to my room. I think I can guess what you want to do and I’m not sure that it’s a very good idea. Let’s just go in the family room and watch TV.”

I followed Amber into the family room. It wasn’t as private as her bedroom; but it was fairly remote from the living room where our parents were congregated. As we entered Amber switched on the light and turned on the TV. I turned the light off saying, “We don’t need the light. The TV makes the room light enough.”

I sat on the couch beside Amber and tried to think of a way to persuade her to go up to her room with me. As she channel surfed, I moved closer to her and said, “Amber you’re very pretty. I’ve always thought you were really sexy too.”

Amber turned to me in the dimly lit room and we kissed. I placed my hand on her thigh and began to slide it up under her skirt. When my fingers touched the crotch of her panties, she shifted her legs apart and let me resumed massaging her there. As she began to relax and enjoy this stimulation, I decided to try another maneuver. I quickly shifted around on the couch and put my other hand up under her skirt. Using both hands now, I grasped the waist band of Amber’s panties and before she could react, I had them pulled down to her knees. Amber tired to push my hands away and we struggled a little more as she said in an urgent whisper, “Stop that someone might come in!”

I said, “No one’s going to come in right now.” Then I pushed Amber’s hands away and slid my hand between her legs again. My fingers brushed against her pussy and in a moment I found her slightly swollen little clitoris and began to lightly massage it. Amber softly sighed; her lowered panties forgotten for the moment. She moved her legs apart giving me easier access to continue my massaging. It wasn’t very long before I had Amber’s little love button standing at full attention and she began to thrust against my finger. This wasn’t quite the situation I wanted; but it wasn’t bad. My continued manipulation of Amber’s clitoris was having the desired effect. She was becoming very moist and excited. Her breath was coming in gasps as she thrust her damp pussy against my finger. Of course I was getting very excited too. I said in a pleading tone, “Let’s go up to your room.”

Amber replied, “OK I guess we can go up for a little while.” I withdrew my hand from between Amber’s legs and she quickly pulled up her panties. I told her to leave the TV on and we left the room.

When we got up to Amber’s room I shut the door and locked it. Amber said, “Bill you’re really something. You were the first boy to get my panties off and you haven’t changed a bit. You’re here less than two hours and trying the same thing again.”

“Amber you just said I was the first, have there been others?”

“That’s really none of your business Bill. But just because I go to a private girl’s school doesn’t mean that I haven’t had any experience with boys since the last time you saw me. I will admit that none of them seemed to be quite as horny as you. At least they weren’t constantly trying to get my panties down.”

I said, “Look Amber, I’ve thought about you for a long time and I always wondered if you ever thought about me. I know you liked what we did in my room and I know you liked what I was doing just now. So why don’t you just admit it?”

I quickly glanced around the room and spied a chair in the corner. I pulled the chair into the middle of the room and sat down. Then I said, “Come over here and get across my knees.”

Amber asked, “Do you want to spank me again?

I replied, “Yes I’ve thought about it a lot.”

“I guess spanking a girl’s bare bottom gets you turned on; but I’m not sure if I want to let you do that again. It got a little out of hand the last time and it really hurt.”

I said, “Don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t spank you hard. I promise it won’t hurt too much and anyway I know from first hand experience that you like it.”

Amber said, “I don’t know why I let you talk me into things like this Bil
l. But your ideas somehow always intrigue me.”

Amber came over to the chair, raised her skirt above her waist and got over
my knees with her sexy panty clad bottom in my lap. Her nicely curved buttocks were straining at the satin material of her panties. I began to caress her bottom through the taut seat. Then I slowly drew her panties down over her hips. I continued to slide them down her thighs and finally off over her shoes and dropped them on the floor.

Having Amber’s bare bottom across my lap again was extremely exciting and I felt myself becoming hard as my pulse rate increased. I let my gaze drift down Amber’s legs to her feet. My excitement was heightened by the sight of the black platform shoes that she was still wearing. I began to gently massage her bottom and Amber began to move it against my hand. Then I applied a couple of light swats across her plump buttocks. I loved the way they bounced against my hand. Amber looked back up at me and said, “Be nice this time. You promised.”

I said, “I just want to spank your bottom a little. It won’t hurt.” Then I picked up the pace of my spanking just a little. I was careful not to apply too much force right away. I gradually built up to some medium force swats that resulted in some moderate CRACKS as my hand bounced off Amber’s sexy bottom. Before too long Amber began to utter some little cries of “ouch” as I continued spanking her. She began to wiggle a little in my lap and started to kick her legs a bit. But she didn’t tell me to stop. In fact I think she was enjoying this bottom warming. I continued in this manner until I got her bottom up to a light pink shade all over.

I stopped spanking and began to massage her bottom again. Then I slid a finger into the cleft between her bottom cheeks and homed in on Amber’s puckered little anus. When I touched her there she stiffened a little but didn’t tell me to stop. I started to rotate my finger against the opening and penetrated her tight elastic rim. Amber pushed her bottom up against my probing finger and it slipped in a bit deeper. While I continued to probe her bottom, I began to massage her pussy with a finger from my other hand. Amber willingly spread her legs to accommodate me. By now she was making little moaning sounds.

As I gently massaged between her legs, I could feel her erect clitoris beneath the tip of my finger. I continued to stimulate her love button while at the same time rotating and sinking my finger deeper into her tight bottom opening. Amber began to thrust her wet pussy against my finger I could tell she was ready to climax at any moment. Suddenly she let out a cry as her legs stiffened and at the same time I slid my probing finger fully into her bottom. I felt her little elastic ring clenching around it as she climaxed. By now, I was almost ready to explode myself. The sight and sensation of my finger fully inserted between Amber’s cute buttocks was exquisite. Amber now lay still across my lap as her breathing returned to normal. She reached behind her back and pushed at my hand and I slowly withdrew my finger from her bottom hole. Then she got up from across my knees.

I said, “Let’s lie on the bed and talk for a while.”

Amber said. “I want to put my panties on first.”

I quickly scooped her panties from the floor and put them in my pocket saying, “That can wait till later. Let’s go lie on the bed.”

I guided Amber to the bed and pulled her down on it beside me. As we lay side by side I pulled her to me and kissed her again. As I kissed her, I put one arm over her, pushed up her skirt and began to stroke her bottom.

Amber said, “I shouldn’t let you do all those things. You shouldn’t be touching me like that. You know… touching me there and putting your finger in me. But I can’t help it. It starts feeling good and then I want you to touch me. So I let you do whatever you want even though I know it’s wrong. .”

“What’s wrong with wanting to feel good Amber? What makes you think it’s wrong? I like doing things to make you feel good and you like it. So what’s the problem with that?”

“We could get into big trouble if our parents found out and you know it.”

“Well they’re not going to find out. You worry too much,” having said that; I began kissing Amber again.

I took my hand from behind her back and started to unbutton her blouse. I moved my lips down to her neck and continued kissing. When I had her blouse open, I scooped her breasts from the cups of her bra. They were small but very sexy and the nipples were prominent. I gently sucked each little pink nipple in turn and they began to stand erect causing Amber to shiver a bit as I continued to tease them. At the same time I slipped a hand between her legs and quickly found her clitoris already swelling and eager for my touch. After a while I broke off sucking Amber’s nipples and got between her legs. I bent down, moved my finger from her swollen clitoris and spread her pussy lips. With my target in view, I gently touched Amber’s love button with the tip of my tongue. Then I slowly began to circle and tease it. Amber softly moaned and then I brought my lips down to encircle her throbbing clitoris and gently suck it while my tongue continued working overtime. In this manner, I brought Amber to another shuddering orgasm.

I quickly rose up, unzipped my pants and took out my tool, which was rock hard and ready for action. I moved back between Amber’s legs and before she quite realized what was happening. I started to guide my swollen rod into her warm moist pussy. Amber tried to move away but I was already partially inside her tight little love tunnel and was able to hold her in place as I continued to thrust in. She cried out, “No please stop! You can’t do that!”

I said, “Be quiet or someone might hear. I’ve done plenty for you Amber now it’s my turn.”

Amber said in an urgent whisper, “But you’re hurting me and I could get pregnant. Now get off me or I’ll scream.”

I knew what Amber said was true and I knew that I could get in very big trouble for what I was trying to do. But nothing mattered to me at the moment. I was too aroused to think straight and I knew if I didn’t get what I needed I was going to explode so I said, “Go ahead and scream if you want and we’ll both be in trouble for sure. I don’t care, I’ve got to have you and I’m not going to stop.”

Having said this, I thrust into Amber sinking my shaft to the hilt. Amber let out a short muffled scream as I breached her cherry. Then she whispered, “Go slow. It’s hurting a little.”

I waited a little to give her a chance to get used to me inside. Then I began to slowly withdraw and thrust forward again. Since Amber was already wet, in a very short time I was moving in and out of her freely and I could tell that she was easily taking my of my stiffened tool. I was now in pure ecstasy, but it was short lived. I shot my load almost as soon as I started. As soon as I came, Amber was trying to push me off and softly sobbing.

After the heat of the moment passed, I felt terrible. I didn’t mean to hurt Amber and her crying made me feel guilty. I got up and with some difficulty, put my still hard tool back in my pants. I grabbed some Kleenex from the bedside stand and gave them to Amber. Then I noticed the spots of blood mixed with cum on the bed cover and got some more Kleenex and tried to wipe up the mess. By now Amber had dried her eyes and was a little more composed. She asked for some more Kleenex and she wiped between her legs. Then she said, “Give me my panties. I have to go to the bathroom. While I’m gone get that cover off the bed. There’s another in the closet.”

When Amber returned; she wadded up the stained bed cover and pushed it under the bed. When we finished smoothing the new cover I said, “Amber I’m sorry but I couldn’t help it. I just got too excited when I was doing things to you.”

Amber said, “It’s too late to be sorry now. It’s partly my fault. I should have known better. I knew what I was letting you do was wrong; but I let you anyway. I guess I’m no different than you. It’s like I tol
d you, I wanted you to touch me. I just hope we’re not in real trouble. I was close to m
y period and what you did made it start, so if we’re lucky nothing will happen. Well after this, I guess I’m not a little girl anymore.”

Amber was right. I was surprised at how coolly she took charge of getting things in her room back in order. It did seem as if she had changed during this brief encounter and maybe I had too. Then I said, “You’re not very mad at me are you?”

“I’m not mad Bill. I told you I understand. Anyway it’s supposed to be good after the first time. But we’ll have to be more careful the next time. Let’s go back downstairs now.”

When mom and dad were ready to leave, they found me watching TV in the family room, while Amber was sleeping in the recliner.

Looking back on this experience, I guess Amber was right; we were a lot alike; unfortunately for me I didn’t know how much alike.