Amber

It was the summer of 1997. I had just finished my second year in high school when Amber’s family moved to the house next door. The house development we lived in was brand new and our family had moved into our house the month before. Like most new residential developments, it was located on the outskirts of the city. I had a job as a busboy in a steakhouse and my parents bought me a cheap old car so I could walk around. My mom got a good job as a realtor after I started high school and was old enough to take care of myself.

The hours I worked were from 4:00 in the afternoon to midnight. I didn’t even know a family had moved in next door. Of course my attention was taken when I heard that the Parkinson’s (our new neighbors) were invited to dinner and that they had a daughter. My girlfriend and I broke up at the end of the school year and I got pretty lonely. When I heard the Parkinson’s daughter was only 12 years old, my mood got dark. It was just my luck that fate would send me neighbors who weren’t my age, man or woman.

I was in front of my computer playing Descent when my mom knocked. I had heard the knock and arrival of our new neighbors, but level 13 had beaten me up and I was finally figuring out the trick to beat the mini boss.

Charlie, come out and meet the new neighbors.

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

’ That’s not fast enough! Get over here right now or I’ll shut the breaker down again.

No! Wait! That’s dirty pool, Mom!"

’ It may be dirty pool but it definitely gets your attention, now come out!"

I put the game on pause and cursed my father in silence because he showed my mother the perfect way to lure me away from my computer games. With a sigh I pissed my ass out of my chair, went to the door and opened it. Mom waited there just like I knew she’d be. She laughed and knocked on my cheek.

“Come on, honey, there’s more to life than sitting in front of that infernal thing of yours. The Parkinson’s seem really nice.”

I followed my mother down the hall and joined the meeting. It started with the usual introductions. Bob Parkinson, the father seemed to be late 30s. He was already half bald, but his handshake was firm. He looked good for his age. June Parkinson the mother was a real knockout. I immediately fell in love with her.

There was something about the way Mrs. Parkinson shook my hand. Maybe because she held my hand longer than usual. The way her fingers found their way along my palm when she let go of my hand, awakened my imagination to say the least. I was sure then June Parkinson looked into my eyes and immediately saw her right through my shell and touched the lust that drove my sixteen-year-old spirit and body. Her smile, combined with the twinkle in her eyes told me she enjoyed the effect her discreet signals had on me. The way she looked at me almost made me shake. She did it very discreetly, but I definitely felt her intentions. She was conning me, checking my responses to see if I could make a suitable new conquest. Another trophy she could add to her collection. The tight dress she was wearing highlighted her figure beautifully. When she turned around to sit down… I had to rip my eyes off her ass.

I wasn’t a virgin, but I had sex with only one girl, my old friend Sherry. We did the deed about five times before a pregnancy scare stopped our love life short. Lucky for us, her period was only a week late. But the tension was too much for our relationship. We broke up about two weeks after the fear was over.

Amber was their daughter. The look in her eyes when she and I were introduced was clear that the girl had developed an immediate crush on me. Although she was cute, I wasn’t interested. Her 12-year-old body was exactly what her age implies, a girl who was far too young to interest me. Amber’s tips came out just enough to show the onset of puberty. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and really no need to wear one, except to hide her protrusions. In fact, they thought of the old Band-Aids joke I had heard so many times in school. She was wearing a short yellow dress, which was a little small. She seemed long before her age, as if her body had just gone through a growth spurt. Amber looks like her mother. They had the same light brown hair. However, Amber’s hair was longer than her mothers and showed the signs of sunshine that was normal to a child.

Our two families sat opposite each other and exchanged conversations. Mrs. Parkinson sent the conversation to me discreetly, drawing out what my interests were. I used to look at my parents every once in a while to see if they were aware of what their new neighbor’s motives were, but neither were aware. Although I desperately wanted to see this 30-year-old married woman, I felt like she would devour me if she ever touched me.

Speaking of my computer… Lighted Amber’s eyes. Do you really have a computer, Charlie? I tried to get my father to buy one, but he said we didn’t need it."

Mr. Parkinson rejected the idea with a hand wave. “What can we use that for? Computers are nothing but expensive calculators. They’ll make your mind lazy Amber.”

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

The owner doesn’t believe in it. I also agree with him."

“Wow, that must be tough. How much correspondence does your secretary type a day?”

“Oh, she always fucks on her typewriter son. I think they might have ten pieces of correspondence on a good day, why?”

“Is that also counting the rough designs?”

“No, I don’t think so, but Clara is a damn good typist. She doesn’t make too many mistakes.”

“And if you want to change something in the design? Your secretary needs to retype it, okay?”

“Yes, what about it?”

“With a computer, changing a document takes only a minute or two. The whole document is saved as a file. All it takes to make a change is to bring the file and insert what you want. You got the original if you want it. You’d be surprised how much time your company could save.”

“Now you don’t think we haven’t thought about getting a computer or two, but Clara is getting a little too old to learn new things. We can get along well with the old tried and true methods.”

“How long do you think your secretary needs to type out a five-page letter after you revise it, Mr Parkinson?”

“About half an hour or so, Clara is a good Typist.”

“Want to try a quick experiment, sir? I have an old book report we could use. I think about five pages.”

“Sure son, I’ll play along.”

“Wait a minute and I’ll print it out for you. I’ll be right back.”

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

With a nod from her parents Amber followed me down the hall to my bedroom. She stood by my chair and watched I was looking for the book report I wanted.

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

I just got a Pentium 75. This baby makes a 486 look like a dinosaur."

When Amber bent over to see my tower up close, I saw the top of her dress opening from the corner of my eye. After sending the document to my printer, I turned around and disgusted myself. Because I wanted to look at a young girl’s dress. My peripheral vision had not deceived me. Right before my eyes, the ultimate voyeur dreamed. I saw both breasts from Amber all the way to her pointy nipples. My dick stinged and started growing.

When Amber suddenly came up straight, I knew she caught me looking at the view she accidentally gave me. Fortunately, the printer had just finished spitting from the last page. I grabbed the five or so sheets and pretended nothing was wrong. I was afraid to look into her eyes. My mother and Mrs Parkinson went to the kitchen to look after dinner when we came back to the living room, so I sat next to Amber’s father and gave him the report and a pin.

“Go ahead and change something. Your changes don’t have to make sense or be right because this is just a test. You’ll see what I mean when I return the processed copy.”

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

He returned the report to me 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 was looking at his watch. “I got five fifteen on the nose.”

I’ll be right back.

Amber followed me when I went back to my room. She closed the door quietly and stood next to my chair and watched my work carefully. After answering a few questions I decided to explain to her step by step.

Amber bent over a little bit and opened the top of her dress again. She caught what she was doing and quickly pushed the gaping material with her hand to her chest, after which she came back upright. I saw her thinking about my curious eyes because her hand was still on her upper chest. Amber would avoid eye contact if I could see if she understood what I was explaining.

Amber finally took her hand away from her chest. To my surprise she bowed forward just enough to give me a hint of the previous view I had enjoyed earlier. I tried to play cool this time and only use my peripheral vision to see, but my eyes had their own mind. My first quick glances were quickly stretched to clear glances. Especially, she put her hands on her knees to support her upper body and bent over more. Knowing her pointy tits were not only exposed, but also viewed openly. Amber’s nipples were more pronounced before my eyes. Although we both knew what we were doing, we deliberately avoided making eye contact that would convey our mutual knowledge of the game we had begun.

I had to type a lot, cut and paste. After I showed Amber the commandos, she wanted to try. After some tough attempts, I suggested she sit on my lap so she could have better access to my keyboard. My erection was pointed straight up and tightly limited by my pants. As long as she didn’t go back too far, I was sure she wouldn’t feel it and freak out.

Amber’s quick agreement surprised me a little bit. Not only did I have an almost continuous look at the front of her dress, she couldn’t see where I was looking. We no longer had to pretend to not see each other’s roles in the game.

It was freshly shampooed scent of her hair, the feeling of her ass when she moved in my lap and moved our game to a higher level. My hormones began to ignore the objections and danger alarms that my higher self sent to my brain.

I brushed my cheek against her hair and spoke softly in Amber’s ear. “Do you want to go ahead and make the last few changes Amber?”

When my mind yelled at me not to make my next move, I put my hand on her belly. The next step was to Amber. I held my breath and hoped she would realize why my hand was on her stomach and what her decision would mean. My reasoning begged her in silence to say no, or at least to withdraw my hand and to stop me before my intended next move would make things too clear to her to ignore.

After a moment Amber hesitated to nod her head. “Okay, Charlie, I think I know what to do. Don’t help me unless I ask.

As Amber moved the mouse to the scrollbar to find where to make the next operation, I moved my thumb up and down over her upper abdomen and waited for her to react. All she had to do was give me a sign of her disapproval, and I’d love to stop, but she didn’t.

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

“That’s right, Amber.” I moved my whole hand up and down as a final warning. “You’re doing really well!”

“Okay, so now I press the left button and drag it like this? Charlie, it worked. This is so cool!”

“Yes! With a little more practice, you’re an expert.” I leaned forward and pretended to see it better. My hand moved up, resting right over her left breast. Maybe if we show your father what we did, he’ll give you your own computer!”

Amber looked at my hand, gently pressing against her left breast. The alarm clocks sounded loud in my head, warned me to remove my hand. My thoughts were a warning scene of the 12-year-old girl running to her parents. I saw the look on my father’s face when the poor girl told everyone where I put my hand. I dug myself in deeper. When Amber looked, I moved my hand two centimeters down. My thumb came up and flashed over the tip of her left nipple.

Amber’s expression reflected the strange new feeling that caused the side of my thumb when it teased her nipple. Her eyes shot back to my computer screen after my second pass. The feeling of her now fully upright point more pronounced. I stopped and waited for shit to hit the fan.

“My dad never buys me a computer, Charlie. Mom says he’s so cheap he beeps when he walks!”

The critical moment had come and gone and somehow the girl on my lap had decided to let it pass. I had never been so terrified and yet incredibly excited in my life. Unfortunately, the changes to my document have been completed. The silence between us became obvious. When my blue steel erection asked for attention I took the mouse and moved the pointer over the print cue and clicked.

“Perhaps this demonstration changes Amber’s mind. He has to see the writing on the wall sooner or later.”

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

“Sure, as long as your parents don’t mind.”

“Oh, my mother will be happy to get me out of the house! And Daddy’s too busy to do what I do while he’s working. All he cares about is whether my grades are good because he wants me to go to college.”

“There’s your lever then, Amber!”

I leaned forward to get the papers out of my printer and held her against me. When I put Amber in order, she placed herself on my lap and moved her body closer to mine. There was a chills shivering through my body when her ass hit the bump in my Levi’s. I tried to scan the document, but my eyes looked at Amber’s now widely spread legs that are now on the outside of my. Her short dress showed almost all her legs and my mind was yelling at me to move on. I moved the top piece of paper back and pretended to scan the next page.

“Yes, this looks great, Amber!”

I held my breath and gently placed my right hand on the naked flesh of her leg just above her knee, hoping that Amber would allow my progress. For a long time I wanted to keep my hand in my place, fighting back the urge to go directly for the price that waited me under her skirt. I moved my thumb back and forth over the top of her leg to prepare her for my next move.

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

“Yes, I think you’re right.”

I rolled my chair back to give Amber room. After she tore off my lap, she turned around and looked directly at my cross. She looked me in the eye and waited for me to get up. Amber put the ball in my field. It was like she said, “I made you feel me, at least now let me see the erection you poked me with.” I knew if I scared Amber. It was probably that I wouldn’t get a chance to get another feeling. Luckily since I lost my virginity, proof of my excitement wasn’t nearly as embarrassing as when I was Amber’s age. I gathered my courage and stood before the girl, maneuvering my dick into a more comfortable position right in front of her eyes. The papers I gave her quickly covered Amber’s broad look. She giggled behind her paper shield as I led her out of my bedroom and down the hallway.

The women had gone to the kitchen to watch dinner when we came to the living room and let Mr Parkinson and my father talk alone. Amber climbed into her father’s lap and gave him the papers we’d been working on.

“Here’s the stuff, Daddy! Charlie made me do something about it, it was really easy!”

Mr Parkinson looked at his watch and scanned the five pages quickly. He nodded his approval. Impressive, Charlie. You got to be a fast typist."

“No, Daddy, he only changed the parts you wanted. Charlie called it uh…” Amber looked at me to fill in the words she had forgotten.

“Cut and paste Mr Parkinson. You mark the words that need to be moved, then grab and move with the mouse pointer. The computer does the rest. Adding and deleting words is just as easy to do.”

Amber’s dad rubbed his chin. “Hmmm, sounds like I need to go deeper into this.”

My mom broke into the conversation. “Dinners ready people! Come and get it.”

The group stood on their respective benches and headed towards the dining room. Amber sat next to her father while I was stuck next to Mrs Parkinson. During the meal she touched my arm or leg to get my attention before she asked me a question. Her actions seemed innocent enough, but she got a kick out of what she did to me. She sent the conversation to what interests me, what computers were. Her hand rested on my leg not three inches from my cross when she set the bait.

Bob, maybe we should buy a computer. Amber is definitely interested in Charlie’s" June beat my leg as she discreetly put her cards on the table. “I bet Charlie would even think about teaching our daughter a few things in the meantime. What do you think, Charlie?”

June’s hand moved my leg in half an inch of my balls. I almost jumped out of my chair. When I spent my “Yes, sure.” Answer my thoughts with the implications of her comment. I looked at Amber and noticed that she only seemed pleased with the prospect of having her own computer. Bob Parkinson’s expression was one of astonishing compliance. It got to me who wore the pants in their marriage. From my side I saw Mr. Parkinson’s eyes back and forth darts between his wife and me. The old man seemed to be in on it. He certainly didn’t seem very happy about it either.

Mr. Parkinson said: “I don’t know if we can afford such extravagant honey. I hear those devices can run over a thousand dollars and we now have a house payment to take into account.”

“You can get the money out of my pocket money, Daddy!” Amber spoke hopefully.

Her father huffed: “At that rate you are an old woman before it is paid off honey!”

One thought suddenly occurred to me. “I still have my old 486 CPU and motherboard. Maybe I can build a computer that’s not too expensive. If you’re willing to buy some ram, a suitcase, keyboard and monitor we can build one for about $500.”

While Mr. Parkinson scratched his head, his wife made the decision for them. “That’s so nice of you, Charlie! We can afford that, right, honey?”

June’s tone was full of ice. Her poor husband had to give in. Yeah, that sounds like a bargain. Are you sure you want to take on such a big challenge, son?"

“Sure!” My voice almost broke when I felt the unmistakable feeling of a single finger moving over my balls through the thick material of my Levis.

Amber screamed out of her delight and jumped out of her chair to hug her father. “Thanks, Daddy! You’re the best!”

Her mother added: “Don’t forget to thank Charlie Amber!” because she gave my cross a final stroke before she removed her hand.

Amber ran around the table and gave me a hug and a hug on the cheek. “Thanks, Charlie, you’re the best too!”

Dinner was ready and the table was emptied when I retired to my bedroom. As I hoped, Amber followed me. She locked the door to my room behind her.

“Wow Charlie It’s so cool that you’re gonna build me a computer! How can I ever repay you?”

Don’t worry about that Amber. I like working on computers anyway."

I started my descent game, loaded my rescue 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 great, Charlie! That’s a strange name you gave your player!”

“Oh, you mean NumNutz?”

“Yes, is it because they go to sleep when you sit too long or something?”

I made a quick laugh. “No, but sometimes my legs do. I think a good definition of that name is when someone calls a Dumass. I always give my characters such names.”

What other names do you use?

How about FuzNutz?

Amber giggled.

“Geeka Zoid?”

She giggled again. “You’re funny, Charlie?”

You want to try, Amber?

“No, I’d just get beat up. Do you have an easier game I can try?”

“You can do it, Amber. I’ll start at the start of the game. How’s that?”

I just got up from my computer seat, but Amber immediately pulled in and sat on my lap. Immediately she put her legs on the outside of mine, just like before. I was wondering if she was old enough to understand the signal. that she sent me, or that she sat like that to be more comfortable. I put aside the thought and put the difficulty level on beginners, then started at the game at the beginning. When I joined the character name cue I typed in “NertPipples”

Amber asked: “That’s a funny name, Charlie. What does it mean?”

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

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

“Okay, just one hint. It’s half a ass turned around anagram!”

I got to ask my dad. He’s good at that sort of thing."

No! You want me to be skinned alive?"

“How do I find out?”

An anagram is a word that… Okay, I give up. Do you promise not to get mad at me?"

“Is it a bad name?”

“Well… Not the way I see it.

“I think you better tell me, but I can’t promise anything until I hear if you’re laughing at me or not.”

“No, I wouldn’t laugh at you, Amber. I got the perfect clue. Then I don’t have to be ashamed, and neither do you. Okay, here we go. What if I have a big dog?”

Okay, go ahead.

Have you ever heard the term Bass Ackwards? It means ass backwards. So a big dog would be a big log. You get it?

“Hmmm, Nert Pipples… Charlie!”

You want me to change it? It’s really a supplement Amber, honestly!”

“No, it’s okay. You’re strange!”

“Is that bad strange or good strange Amber?”

Amber turned around in my lap to look at me. After a moment she smiled. “Show me how to play or not Charlie?”

It took Amber a while to master the joystick. She was a charger, which was the opposite way I played the game. Her direct approach eventually caused her character to be killed quite quickly as I expected. I took over the controls and showed her how to use my stealth and methodical method. My joystick had what is called a “hat” that allows the player to “slide” sideways instead of an easy target while trying to convert into fire position. We were still at the first level and we were both familiar with the location of the corridors and where the enemy robots were.

“Look at this.” I stopped at the first corner with a robot on the other side and turned my ship sideways. “This is called a slide.” I pushed the hat on the top of my joystick to the side and moved sideways, fired three shots and killed the robot. After I slipped behind the wall protection. I pointed out how the dead robots fired past where I was before. We killed all the first-level robots.

Amber killed the last robot. I pointed out the exit, but she flew by.

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

“Of course, Amber, that’s a good idea.”

I sat there watching Amber move, and I didn’t realize what her reasons were to roam the corridors without fighting. When she leaned against my chest, the realization suddenly hit me. I put my hand on her belly then hugged her ear with my cheek. She smiled a little, but she pretended nothing was wrong.

Amber set the rules. She ignored my recon as long as I didn’t go too fast or get too bold and make her nervous. I looked down the front of her light summer dress and enjoyed the sight of her little swells with the rose colored tips again. With certainty I gently worked one of her nipples between my fingers and watched it harden and was more pronounced in response to my touch.

Amber’s eyes were attached to the screen her vessel slowed down to a crawl. The sense of pleasure that sent her body to her brain reduced her concentration at stake. I felt her body shaking as light as my hand came to rest gently on the naked flesh of her leg. Be braver I grabbed the hem of her skirt with my other hand and lifted it gently, exposing for the first time the white cotton panties she wore. Her movements had pulled the thin material tightly against her pussy. I saw the clear outline that made the twins of her labia and even the gap between them. The face made my rock hard cock stem against the tight limits of my blue jeans, demanding attention.

I smelled the hem of Amber’s skirt between my hand and her belly and then I pulled her against me. She was wiggling her hips when she felt my hardness to her ass. I decided to make a bold move when I remembered how ticklish the inside of a girl’s legs could be. My hand rested on her right leg, just above her knee. I lifted it off and moved directly to her panty-covered pussy, bypassing the treacherous traverse in her leg. Amber gassed, her body froze when she felt that the tips of my fingers gently pressed into her crevice. I held my breath and waited for her to settle. Amber’s hands got away from the joystick and came to rest on the top of my arms, just above my wrists, but she didn’t try to stop me.

I started tracing the fold in her panties from top to bottom. Amber’s breathing became heavier when her clit swelled and opened the protective petals of her labia like a flower. Soon proof of her sexual excitement soaked through the material of her cotton panties. The tips of my fingers were covered with her moisture and my nose flared when I caught the first traces of her scent. I leaned back in my computer seat, almost overbalanced, and we were over each other. Amber’s weight settled along mine and my dick settled nicely between her buttocks. I smiled for myself after I let go of the hem of her skirt and the material was flat on her belly.

I was hoping Amber was too excited to stop what I wanted to do right now. My libido wanted me to take Amber to bed and fuck her. There wasn’t much chance to do that so soon after we just met. She must have thought it was pretty safe to let the fun I gave her continue, especially since both our parents are in the next room. Her eyelids then fluttered closed, satisfied to float along with the newly found pleasure of my fingers.

I gently grabbed down and squeezed the front of her panties between my thumb and forefinger and gently pulled them open. Amber’s eyes were still closed. Her attention was focused on the wonderful sensations flowing into her brain. The fact that her slippery hill was exposed to my greedy eyes not to record in her mind.

I moved my fingers down and played with the source of Amber’s wetness, wreaking my neck to see where her crevice began. The two lips of her labia just had a thin line of dark hair, another sign of her body struggling in puberty. I hacked a finger from underneath the elastic waistband of her panties, pulled her panties open until the tight tension material reached their limit. Her pussy juices made the cross of her panties almost translucent, the light of my monitor that came through like the soda cloth from her pussy.

Amber started stirring when she felt the tension on her panties. Before she could stop me, I slipped my other hand under her panties and between her legs. My middle finger soon found the bump of her little clitoris, but only for a moment.

Amber stuck her legs together and tried to sit up, “No Charlie!”

The realization of how far I’d gone while she was on her guard scared Amber. She grabbed my invading hand and tried to pull it between her tightly clamped legs. I tried to find her clitoris again, but my fingers were stuck and under control.

I pulled her body back against mine and spoke softly in her ear. “It’s okay, Amber, I’m not moving on. Relax, you can trust me.”

“But someone’s coming to get us! The door isn’t even locked!”

Nobody comes into my room without knocking first. I want you to come alone, and I’ll let you go, I promise. Have you ever had anyone give you an orgasm?"

No…

Amber stopped her struggling, but she still had a firm grip on the hand I had between her legs. I began to move my finger side to side as much as her legs would allow.

“Come on, Amber, loosen your legs for me, okay?”

Amber reluctantly opened her legs a bit at the same time, so I finally had enough space to find her clitoris again. When my finger found Amber’s little nubbin, she sucked fast.

There’s Amber. I bet nobody else’s finger got there before I did.

No…

Have you ever had an orgasm?

“Yes…”

“Mmmm hmmm. When you’re gone and I go to bed, I think about you when I do it.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes, darling!”

I dipped my finger in her honey pot and came back to her clit. My ears are happy with her juicy pussy and my finger. Amber’s breathing became heavier, her hips began to bend and wriggle as the pleasure she felt to build. She grabbed my hand and pressed it against her giggling pussy to increase the pleasure as her orgasm approached.

’ Here comes the baby, there is no stopping now!"

As if on the mark of my words Amber moaned through her broken teeth. Her body became stiff just before the water of her orgasm broke by her mother of sexual tension. With a long, low scream Amber rode on the waves of sensation and her body trembled in my arms until her orgasm softened.

Amber enjoyed the last pieces of pure pleasure when I heard voices coming through the hallway. I quickly pulled my hand and sat up, taking my feet off the desk. The voices approaching my room were also from my mother and Amber’s mother. Luckily, Amber heard the voices, too. She jumped on her feet and stepped to the side of my chair, rushing to straighten her dress. I grabbed my joystick and gave the ship A bump of gas to get our game moving again. Amber’s mother opened the door right after a quick knock.

Time to go home. We got a big day tomorrow, remember?

Amber quickly masked her married expression and turned to her mother who stood in my doorway “Okay, Mom.”

Amber’s mother asked: “Are you all right, sweetheart? Your face looks a little red!”

“Yes, Mom, I’m fine.”

When I turned into my chair and saw Mrs. Parkinson’s eyes dive at me, I thought the shit would hit the fan. She looked at the bump in my pants when her eyes were pointing at mine and read my guilt like a book. The smile that came over her face cooled me to the bone.

“Charlie, why don’t you come by tomorrow and help Amber and I break into our new pool. I’ll have lunch with the three of us.

I have to go to work at 3:00. Maybe some…”

We’ll see you around 10:00. Bring your suit."

Amber was expecting to look at me. Her mother grabbed her arm by the elbow and took her out of my room. I was looking at my mom to see if she was wondering if anything funny had happened behind my closed bedroom door. She threw her eyes up like she said, “What a pushy woman turns out to be our new neighbor.” I feel sorry for Amber. The way her mother sent her to the doorway made me think that Amber would get to hell as soon as they got home.

Shortly after our guests left, I took a long shower. The skin on my Dick lit light after I used the soap to masturbate, but the powerful orgasm was worth it. After I finally beat the mini boss, I went to bed. I fantasized about Amber before I fell asleep. In my mind, it was Amber’s hand wrapped around my dick instead of mine. I showed her how to drive someone crazy by slowly touching my dick. We had all the time for that fantasy. It was her white cotton panties that wiped my sperm instead of my BVDs.

The ringing of our doorbell wrestled me out of sound sleep. My eyes were on my alarm clock. It was 10:15 in the morning.

“Oh shit!”

I suddenly remembered that I was expected next door. I jumped out of bed and rushed down the hall… and realized I was naked when I came to the door. Racing to the linen closet, I took a towel off the shelf and hurried around my waist before I opened the front door. It was June Parkinson I expected to see on the other side, not her daughter Amber. I was half grinning for myself, thinking Mrs. Parkinson would get a real show when she threw her eyes on my usual morning piss Woody.

I think Amber was as surprised as I was when we met at my front door. The little blue bikini she was wearing was twice as thin as I would have a daughter of mine, especially at her age. It even had the strings tied to a bow on her hips like an older girl would wear.

Amber’s eyes followed my body and settled on the final tent that made my erection in the towel I had quickly removed from the shelf. It was just a towel and it just came all around my waist. Where I held the ends together was forward so my fist could rest on my hipbone. When I looked down, I saw that although my dick was covered, the tent spread the ends apart, allowing a good view of my pelvis. It was clear to me that the view that Amber saw kept her dead in her tracks. I had to break the silence between us.

’ I’m sorry, Amber, I forgot to set my alarm clock last night. Give me about 15 minutes. I gotta take a shower and I’m done.

Amber looked her eyes away from my towel, “Mom said I better not come without you or there will be hell to pay. I’ll wait for you outside if that’s okay. Charlie.”

“If that’s the case, you might as well come in. There’s no point staying out in the heat.”

I opened the door enough to let Amber in and locked him behind her. She tried to keep it cool, but her eyes kept floating down. Her reaction to my semi nudity began to process my hormones. I got a sudden flash of memory from last night and wondered what happened between her and her parents when they got home last night.

“That Bikini looks good on you, Amber. Why don’t you sit down while I take a shower?

“Thanks, Charlie. My mother bought it for me last week.”

“What did your father have to say?”

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

“I bet he did! We’re the only ones home. There’s doll in the fridge if you want one.”

“Is it okay if I mess with your computer until you’re done?”

“Yes, go ahead.”

Our house has a separate map. That was a big selling point for my parents. I was used to walking from the bathroom to my bedroom through the hall as a whole together. I forgot that Amber would play in my bedroom with my computer until I came to my door and saw her sitting in front of my monitor. She turned around and looked me in the eye before I could cover my nakedness.

I hid my bottom half behind the door frame. I gotta get dressed. I forgot you’d be here, sorry.”

Her broad look slowly became a devilish smile. “It looks like we got a stand-off Charlie. Do you remember what you did to me last night?”

“Yes. Besides, what did your mother say to you after you came home last night?”

“She said nothing. What do you mean?”

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

“She was definitely a little hot under the collar, but not on you.”

“What was she angry about then?”

I heard my mom tell daddy that your mom was acting like an old stick in the mud. I think your mother said something last night that made my mother explode."

For a moment I thought about telling Amber about her mother’s taste for teenage boys, but thought better about it. I dropped the case.

“I gotta get dressed, Amber.” I moved my head. “Come out before you get more than you expected.”

Amber crossed her arms over her chest and put her jaw challenging. “It’s not fair, Charlie. Especially since you didn’t stop when I asked you last night.”

“Are you really sorry I did what I did, Amber?”

Amber was thinking. “No, but you almost got us in trouble!”

“What do you want?”

“You know it!”

“Okay, Amber, you asked for it! Do you realize you might end up on my lap again?

Amber’s face turned a shade of pink from my remark, but she kept her place. I saw it as an agreement with my implicit demand, even if she did not fully realize the conditions. I stepped into the doorway and stood there with my arms crossed, imitating her pose. My dick was on about half mast, but it grew to its full 6 1\2 inch glory while under her broad-eyed look. To raise the stakes, I reached down and gave my dick a loving squeeze before I walked to my dresser. I took my time, I dug around in different drawers until I found the pair Speedos I earned when I was on the swim team last year. I pulled them up until they were just under my big dick.

You want to feel it, Amber?

Amber’s eyes got bigger than they already were. No!

She turned around in my computer chair and looked at my monitor. I was hoping she’d say yes, but deep down, I knew she wasn’t ready. She looked me out of her eyes when I Speedo pulled up. There was a big bulge in my crotch. Fortunately, a towel would hide my situation until I got into the water.

“Okay. I’m ready to go. Amber, come on.”

When Amber looked at me, her eyes went straight to the obvious bulge I showed. “Charlie! You can’t show my mother that! She’s having a heart attack!”

I’ll get a big towel out of the closet. It will disappear after a little bit, don’t worry.”

I held out my hand and pulled Amber at her feet. She looked into my eyes full of expectation and smiled nervously when I went to kiss her. She didn’t resist when I led her hand to my dick. Amber held my look for a second and turned her eyes down… To avoid my smile.

We went through my front door and cut through the newly planted grass in Amber’s front yard. I was wondering what Mrs Parkinson would look like in her bathing suit. If she allowed her daughter to wear so little, what she had in store for me was perhaps nothing more than a thong.

Amber opened her front door and yelled, “Charlie’s here, Mom!”

We heard her voice somewhere in the back of their house. “Oh good! Why don’t you go to the pool, I’ll be right there!”

After Amber closed the door behind us, I asked her: “What suit does your mother have, Amber?”

“Mom is much braver than me…”

Amber collapsed when we heard the patio door opened right behind us. I turned to say hello.

Sorry, Mrs. Park.

“Oh, you quit now Charlie! I feel positively naked in this thing!”

My reasoning was correct about the money. Mrs. Parkinson almost wore the smallest thong I’d ever seen a woman wear. She was wearing the suit very well, even at her age. The whisper-thin material just covered her pussy. It was cut really high on her hips and only slightly more than two centimeters wide in front. The little material there was was grim white in color. The upper part barely covered her nipples. The thin material matched the graceful curves of her mid-sized breasts. I was standing there staring like a typical teenager.

“Charlie, I’m going to change again if you don’t stop staring at me!”

I’m sorry, Mrs. P. Are you going to swim with us?"

“Oh you stupid boy! This thing isn’t built to swim, you got to know that!”

Mrs. Parkinson took a few steps closer to me. Her predators are looking behind me to make sure her daughter wasn’t looking. I froze for her like a deer in the headlights, my fear and desire to fight to control my legs.

I declare Charlie! I feel like a little girl downstairs now!"

She looked over my shoulder again in a quiet conspiracy voice, she said. “I knew when I bought this little thing I’d have to cut a little hedges if you know what I mean!”

To play with my mind, Mrs. Parkinson’s hand moved down her body and stopped at her pussy hill to drive the point home. My eyes followed her hand just like she knew I would.

“When I was done, Charlie, that hedge was almost gone!”

Her pinky finger pushed the thin strip cloth that covered her pussy once as slightly to the side as she took her hand away.

That’s why I’ve been dressed so long. Now I think I’ll just lie down and work on my color."

I couldn’t move, and all I could do was watch Mrs. Parkinson take the towel out of my waist. She judged my excited state with a happy smile and turned me around and pushed me to the pool.

“You better get some cold water on that thing before it breaks out and runs amok!”

Amber didn’t pay attention to what her mother said to me. She had a great time playing in the water at the shallow end of their pool. I dived into the deeper water and used my momentum to come right up to her.

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

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

Can’t you swim? I thought people who can’t swim were afraid to get in the water?"

“I can do a dog paddle, but it is. It’s not very beautiful, but it gets me around.”

“Can you hold your breath and go underwater?”

“Of course. Do you want to see it?”

“Yes. I’m coming with you. '

Amber squeezed her nose between her thumb and finger, breathed and went under the surface. I almost laughed at the comical way her cheeks flew apart. I looked at her mother lying on a sun lounger. I was a little surprised that her head was averted from us. I shrugged my shoulders, breathed fast and went to see Amber. After about fifteen seconds she ran out of air and got up.

I was always proud of how long I could hold my breath. I hadn’t prepared myself by hyperventilating in advance, but there was enough oxygen in my lungs to blind Amber with a little demonstration of my abilities. I dropped enough air to lie flat on my back. When I looked at the surface, I saw Amber looking at me. My eyes then went to the place where the water level lay on her flat belly, then to her bikini pants. The cut of her suit was not as revealing as her mother’s, but the water loosened the material and flexible. The ends of the bows that held her suit together drove lazy into the water, and woke me to test the strength of the knot by pulling it. Too bad her mother wasn’t 20 meters away from us in the sun. I pushed my hand through the water so I could see the bow tie moving in the stream. When Amber felt the current against her body, she bounced up and down and screamed. Because of the sudden movements she made in the water, her suit slipped a little into her hips, giving me a stimulating glimpse of her pussy. When burning in my lungs could no longer be ignored, I had to come up for air.

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

“What Amber do?”

Don’t stay underwater that long.

“Shoot that was nothing! I can lie down three times longer. Look at this!”

I started to take a few deep breaths to see more of Amber’s bouncing charms. The sound of a wireless phone stopped me. Mrs. Parkinson was lying on her stomach in one of their sun loungers by the pool. The band on her bikini top was undone and both breasts came into view when she got up to an elbow to pick up the phone. My 16-year-old eyes zoom in on her breasts like a distant camera. The fact that Mrs. P didn’t realize I was getting a show allowed me to enjoy the view even more. A blow to my arm, followed by Amber’s objectionable expression, made me tear my eyes away.

Sorry, Amber, I couldn’t help it. I said in a quiet voice so her mother couldn’t hear it.

“That’s my mother, you pervert!”

Amber’s voice was a little louder than mine. It also carried a touch of jealousy. A point that I have logged into my memory for possible future exploitation.

oh Mrs. P came to the edge of the pool “I’m sorry Charlie, but I’m afraid the lunch we have planned must be postponed for another day.” She was looking at her daughter. “That call was from your father. You know that big project he was working on last week?

Amber’s face turned into disappointment. “Yes?”

“There’s a meeting about today and your father left all his papers in the study. We should go to Phoenix and get him the papers so he can have them before the meeting. Then we have to pick up Cassandra at the airport, her flight has been moved to 3:00 this afternoon instead of this evening.”

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

You’re right, Amber. We got to find a way to get you to the gym. Do you think Lori’s mom can give you a lift?”

“I don’t know Mom, maybe. I better call her.”

Amber went to the pool edge and took her mother’s phone. She hit the number, put the phone to her ear and waited.

“Darn, no one’s answering!”

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

“Yes! Is that okay, Mom?”

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

Yeah, but I don’t have to be there till 4:00. All I can do is stay and watch for a while. Amber, do you think you can get a ride home with someone?”

“I’m sure Lori will be there. Otherwise Becky Larsen or Samantha Magruder will be there. Someone must be able to get me home.”

“I’ll give you my work number just in case. They let me go long enough to get you home if you don’t get a ride.

“Amber looked to her mother for permission. Mrs. P then looked at me at her daughter, and assessed the risk that her daughter would be alone with a horny 16-year-old boy.

“Okay, baby, I like that.”

Mrs. P looked at me, her expression unreadable. Charlie, can I talk to you for a second? She was looking at her daughter. “Amber, honey, I know you’re kind enough to wait for Charlie to come out. You don’t have to worry.”

“Okay, Mom, I’ll stay in the shallow end, so don’t worry about me.”

There was ice water flowing through my body. I knew Mrs. Parkinson would read to me when she got me alone. Hopefully, she’d only shed her suspicions about what happened between her daughter and when she caught us last night. Whatever she planned for me, I knew I deserved it. I followed her obediently into the house, grabbed my towel to quickly dry off while I was on the road. Once inside, Mrs. P led me to their living room and then turned to me.

Charlie, why don’t you tell me why I need to talk to you? I’m not stupid, so don’t even think about shitting me.

She was less than a meter away from me. Her eyes carried right into my soul. I knew playing innocent would only hurt me.

Don’t you trust me with Amber?

“That’s a start. I have a question you need to answer. Playing a stink finger with a girl in your bedroom behind a closed door left a scent? Even if the girl is only 12 years old and the boy is certainly old enough to know better?”

“Yes, ma’am, I think so.”

“Why would a handsome boy like you go after a girl too young and innocent to know who to trust?”

“I’m sorry, Mrs…”

“Are you? Do you think I’ll believe you if you promise to never do it again, honest Indian?”

No ma’am. You’re right.”

“Good! Then why do I allow a 16-year-old son of a bitch to have another chance for him, just like he had with my daughter last night?”

“I don’t know. Maybe because Amber would be devastated if she missed the try-outs?”

“Charlie, would you guess what happened to me when I was around Amber’s age?”

“What? I mean, I don’t know!”

“The neighbor boy is what happened, Charlie! What do you think he did?”

“He raped you?”

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

My body jumped when I felt Mrs Parkinson’s hands on my hips. Meekly I tried to step back but she took the waistband from my Speedos, and stopped my retreat.

’ He watched me eat a Popsicle and then called me and said he’d give me half if I showed him my panties. I was only ten years old, and that half the Popsicle looked good, so I showed him. Of course he was on his porch the next day with another one. That was the first time he felt me. We’ve been in his tree house too long. I ended up completely naked, sitting on his lap eating my half of his popsicle while he was playing with my pussy and himself at the same time. I held on to a whole Popsicle. He wanted me to rip him off. He kissed me for the first time after I sent for him. The next time he wanted me to put his dick in my mouth, but I said no.”

Tommy ate his Popsicle the next day when I looked through the fence. When I asked for mine, he said I wasn’t his girlfriend anymore. What he said to me hurt worse than losing even a whole popsicle. When I started crying, he went into his house and took another popsicle. I saw him climb the tree in his backyard and go into his treehouse. When I climbed after him, I didn’t realize exactly what I was getting into. He gave me the Popsicle while he was undressing. Usually he took all my clothes off, but that time he told me to undress. Of course I had to give him my Popsicle to do it. When I was naked, Tommy rubbed my popsicle all over his erection. He broke it in his halves and laid it on both sides of his dick. Then they melted pretty fast. To make a long story short, Tommy eventually got what he wanted, especially after he threw my clothes out the window and refused to pick them up until I at least tried.”

“Tommy was very nice to me afterwards, because I ended up cleaning every bit of the root beer taste of his dick. When he almost came, that son of a bitch held my head in place and blocked his dick down my throat. He didn’t just take my clothes, he brought me a popsicle. Tommy hugged me and promised I could stay his girlfriend.

Like a stupid girl, I believed him. A week later, I got a surprise… then Tommy’s friend Jake caught us… Just when I put Tommy’s dick in my mouth. Of course he threatened to betray us unless I did the same for him.”

Mrs. Parkinson started working my bathing suit in my hips when she described what happened. Although I was terrified, my dick tense on its limits, like to come out and play. She grabbed my dick as soon as it came off.

“I blew them both up, one after the other. Yeah, I was more than a little scared when I did it, just like you are now. Jake’s dick looked like a monster to my inexperienced eyes back then. Actually, he was about your size, very respectable to a sophomore in high school.”

Mrs. Parkinson’s hand slowly started knocking up and down on my dick. Her other hand hit my balls. She smiled the smile of control, of domination.

“You’re gonna get the blowjob of your life Charlie and you’re scared, aren’t you? Half of you want nothing better than to run away and hide… But this rock-hard teen dick of yours makes it think for it isn’t! If I see a handsome boy ready to reach his sexual bloom, I must possess him. If only for a while.”

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

Have you ever had a blow job? I’m not talking about when you and Johnny… Had the same tent at summer camp. I mean a real toe curl, with a connoisseur!"

I shook my head. The words “No” were somewhere deep inside me.

She let go of my balls and took a handful of my Speedos. I was led by my dick and Speedo’s to their couch then asked to sit with my ass on the edge of a pillow.

I saw Mrs Parkinson’s desire in her eyes when she said, “When I blew up those first two older boys so long ago, I was naked and at their mercy. I felt so dirty when they finally left me alone. I was afraid to get out of my house for a week. After school. Tommy and Jake hung out in my house and then got bored and went to the tree house. For some reason I fought my fear down and snuck up on the tree so carefully. You wanna guess what I saw those two bullies do? Tommy was on his hands and knees and Jake was behind him! Yeah, you guessed Charlie. Tommy took every piece of his best friend’s dick up his ass and loved it! The next day I told them what I had seen trying to lure me into Tommy’s garden. From that moment on, they never bothered me again. There’s a lot more I can tell you, like when I spent the night at my girlfriend’s house and sucked her older brother who was 14. All this talk has turned me on and you have exactly what I need.”

Mrs Parkinson reached behind her back and released the catch to her bikini top. She held her top at arm length on her side and dropped it to the ground. Her short string bottom soon followed. My eyes traveled from her mid-sized breasts to her freshly shaved pussy.

“So here I am, Charlie.”

Mrs. P kneeled before me and she took my Speedos. With a gentle but convincing tone, she ordered me to spread my legs. When I held to her, she pushed on my chest until my back was on her couch. She grabbed my dick and squeezed it tight and forced my painful hard member down between my legs. When she let go, my dick jumped up again and wobbled in the sky.

Mrs. Parkinson Giggled, ‘That’s why I developed a taste for young dick. Oh, my God, but you got a hard Charlie! Boys your age can shoot what I always want, with little or no peace in between."

I was dying for the incredible sensation when she stuck my dick in her mouth and took me all in one quick move. My hands involuntarily grabbed her head but she took my hands in hers and pulled them away. Mrs. P stayed there with my dick buried to the handle in her throat. While her tongue put its magic on my sensitive bottom, I felt my balls pulling. I was too excited to even stop myself. My dick started firing in the warmth of her mouth before I could even think of giving a warning.

My head slammed sideways and I cried out loud. Amber’s mother held my arms in place, supported her warm wet mouth just enough to give her throat the space it took to swallow. She welcomed every powerful sperm beam my young loins could produce. Just when I thought I’d given up my last doll, Mrs. P slipped with a saliva and came soaked finger past my sphincter. She had only penetrated me to the first joint of her finger, but the surprise and strange new sensation made my dick give up the last reserves.

When my body relaxed and I let go of that long breath of sexual tension. Mrs. Parkinson slowly pulled her finger out and then her mouth. She took my dick in hand and played her tongue along the sensitive bottom for a moment. Then she took me all back in her. My eyes were closed when she finally let go of my dick. My published but still rock came up hard, beating my belly then it was a small dance on the beat of my heart.

I opened my eyes when I felt her breasts pressed against my chest, the sharp smell of my sperm heavy on her breath.

“Kiss the mouth you sucked dry Charlie!”

Mrs. P separated my lips with her tongue, and shared the sharp aftertaste with me. How was Charlie? I’m sure you can talk now that we’ve become so close.

“Fantastic! I’m sorry I was so quick.”

“Don’t be Charlie. Some of my young conquests didn’t speak to me until they were trained. Do you know what sugar is? You’re the oldest of all at first. I’m as perverse as you are. Don’t worry. I’ll let you go eventually, but not until I’m ready. You got no choice, you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good! Now I’m going to explain the basic rules. There are only three simple ones. The first is the one you better never break or I’ll cut your balls off personally. Don’t even think about fucking my daughter! Even if she begs you to do it, understand?”

“I promise!”

“Now I’m not happy with the thought that someone forced my little girl to meet their own perverse needs, but you can’t help that you can? As long as you don’t push her too hard or break the trust she gave you, I’ll pretend I’m the gullible adult, all the kids at that age think their parents are. Did you send for her last night with your finger in her pussy?”

I nodded.

“But you didn’t have enough time to convince her to take your rocks off, did you?”

“No.”

Have you slept with other girls before?

No!

If you give her enough time, she’ll do anything you ask her to. Consider that an advice from someone with experience. Have you ever licked a girl pussy?"

“No, but I was wondering.”

“Do it, Charlie! I’d let you lick mine if we had time. Here’s rule number two. When I tell you, you’re gonna run. Whatever you were up to or who you’re with right now, you understand? Apologize and come here. Be discreet about it, too. My husband already knows about my dates. He is not happy with the idea, but he has learned to pretend it doesn’t happen.”

“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 it won’t happen. I’ll drop you like a hot rock! Same goes for Amber, I’m putting her out of your reach!"

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Good! Now go away before my daughter’s curiosity prevails!”

Mrs. Parkinson stole our suits. She threw mine in my lap and headed towards her bedroom. After I sat on my Speedos again, I sat there to try to understand what I had ended up in. I shook my head and went to the pool.

Amber looked at me worried. What did Mom say to you, Charlie? You have been there for a long time!"

I dived into the water, used the time underwater to tell her something. I was glad that my erection had been removed and I could put my dick down before I came out of their house. When Amber’s little bikini bottom with the tires on the side came within my reach, my tool tried to unfold into veins again. I showed up for her.

“She said you’re in love with me and she expects me to behave like a gentleman around you.”

Parents can be so stupid. You’re not a gentleman around me, are you, Charlie?

You’re both right, Amber. I shouldn’t let my other head think when I’m with you. And you shouldn’t be wearing that little thing you got around me! It gives me bad thoughts!"

“Oh no you don’t, Charlie! Are you just thinking about me? You’re such a pervert!”

“I may be a pervert Amber, but I promise you one thing. You don’t have to worry about me trying to do anything.”

And you expect me to believe you? You’re a guy, Charlie! What does everyone want?" “Patience, that sums it up in a nutshell. Some guys just want to have sex, maybe most guys Amber, but there are many other ways to have fun without doing that “F” thing!

“Oh yeah, like what?”

“And last night, Amber?”

When Amber started blushing, her mother came to the edge of the pool with her earrings. “Okay, I’m out, are you having fun?

Okay, Mom.

Mrs. P turned around and walked away. Right before she opened her patio door, she turned towards us. “Good luck with the try-out baby, and don’t give Charlie any trouble, you do as he says okay?”

After closing the patio door I turned to amber laughing. You heard your mother Amber. You must do as I say!”

“She didn’t mean that, Charlie!”

I laughed out loud. Amber’s expression was priceless. We heard the garage door open, then closed when their car drove away. Now we were all alone.

Amber looked a little hurt so I took a few deep breaths and dive underwater to give her some time to compose herself. I settled to the bottom and looked at her body from a safe distance. Soon she walked closer. I heard her squeaking through the water when I grabbed both her feet. She accidentally held her hands over her pussy. A quick smile of mine brought bubbles to the surface. Amber came closer when I got out of breath.

What were you doing under Charlie for so long?

“I look at you and wait for you to come closer.”

“I almost peed on myself when you grabbed my ankles! You scared me!”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of Amber. What do I have to do to prove it to you?”

“Learn to swim? WITHOUT WAKING UP!”

“Now that is a challenge, but I accept. Do you realize I have to stop you while I teach you?

“Of course stupid! That’s the perfect test. If you can do that without petting me, then I think you’re able to be trusted.”

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

No way.

I was laughing again. The girl thought I was serious. She pucked her lower lip, and then decided to laugh with me. When our laughter died… I sent her to me… And kept her face in the water.

Now show me how to kick.

I watched her legs move, which was more than enough to push her through the water. Then my eyes settled on Amber’s little blue cloth covered ass. The streams of water that made her kicking feet made the material that covered her ass flutter. It didn’t reveal much, but it was still very tempting to me. My dick was still hidden, but even that trick had its problems. My dick lit up against his limits, but couldn’t beat it. I promised myself that before the day was over… I’d untie those bows that kept her bikini pants in place. I let Amber go and bowed down in the shallow water. When I showed her how to wind her arms and turned her head to the side to breathe, we hit our first stumbling block.

“But I can’t do both arms that way, putting water in my nose. I have to use one hand to squeeze my nose off.”

That’s easy to cure Amber. You got to learn to keep water out by blowing air out of your nose. You don’t have to blow much to keep the water out. After a little bit, all you gotta do is blow out just enough air to keep air in your nostrils. Then you can stop and keep the air there. I think you got a sense of it.

It took some persuasion to get her to try my idea. When she finally tried, she quickly got the hang of it. I showed her how to put a back flip in the water and how that was the only time she had to blow air out of her nose. When Amber was swimming in the water, she was ecstatic. I was in the middle of the pool when she swam at me. She clung to my body like a monkey and I had to double my efforts to keep the two of us alive.

“I did it, Charlie!”

“You sure got Pumpkin! Now we better get to the shallow water before you both drown us.”

I kicked on my back and started kicking frog to the shallow end with Amber’s arms around my neck. With a big smile I held her body against mine by putting both my hands on her ass.

Lesson is over Pumpkin, okay?

Amber didn’t answer. Of course I took her silence as her agreement. At the shallow end I made a turn and went to the opposite end. I made the first few slow laps with amber clinging to me nervously. Eventually she relaxes and lets her legs run after her.

’ What I do is a frog kick pumpkin. It works really well underwater too.”

“Uh huh.”

As I pushed us through the water at a relaxed pace my hands up and down her back, soothing her fears for the water and for me.

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

Amber nodded, her cheek nested against mine. I pulled her wet hair away from between us and kissed her cheek. When we were back at the shallow end I stopped kicking and squat enough in the water so only our heads were out of the water. Amber wrapped her legs around my middle to keep her body in place. I grabbed Amber’s ass and slipped a hand in my trunk. My tricky dick thanked me by taking off in full glory after I pulled it into an upright position. The staircase at the shallow end gave me an idea so I went slowly that way and sat on one of the lower steps. Amber was sitting on my lap with her legs still around my hips. We kissed tenderly and spoke in low silence. I felt and stroked my way around her back and ass free. Sometimes I put one hand in her bikini pants. They became looser on her body as the material stretched to meet my hands.

Every time one of my hands hit the bow in the middle of her back that held her top in place, I stopped myself. I let Amber know it got in the way by slipping my hand under it or stretching the material and then coming back as my fingers passed it. The time had come to remove that first barrier in the middle of her back. My fingers found the two ends and pulled slowly. The knot was enhanced by the extra tension caused by my hands. There was no misunderstanding when the button came off. Amber hugged me tighter and held her top between us.

“Pumpkin, look at me. '

When Amber’s head came out of my cheek and she looked into my eyes, I said. “We have a two-meter fence between us and the outside world. Your house and mine are the only ones in this block. Even the construction workers left. Only I will see something.”

The bow on the back of her neck easily pulled apart. I took one pretty far and pulled out. Amber felt the tension and left her grip around my neck just enough to let her top slip away. She doubled her efforts and held on to me again. Even though the skin on my chest could barely see her nipples pressing, my excitement grew. I let the moment pass and gently walked my nails up and down her untired back. When I grabbed her arms, she asked me to let go of her grip.

“What’s going on pumpkin, are you afraid?”

“No, it’s not.” Amber said in a quiet but high tone.

“What’s going on then? You can tell me.”

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

“Remember when you realized I could look in your dress last night? I know you caught me seeing it in your face.”

“Yes, I remember.”

“And? You got something up there, cute little with pointy little nipples sticking out. I got so hot when I got my first glimpse of them. I got even hotter when I felt your nipples growing when I was playing with them.”

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

“Amber…” Honey. I’ll be honest with you. Look at me so you know I’m telling you the truth.

“You wonder why I want you if I can get other girls closer to my age. I had friends at school. I even had sex with one of them. Why am I interested in you, I really wish I knew why, but you really turn me on! I’ve never been excited by a young girl, but you make me hot! There’s something inside me that makes me think I am. It’s wrong to feel that way, but I can’t help it. But I do know this.”

I kept her head to make sure she looked into my soul. “I’m not gonna hurt you or laugh at you. I know better than to go too far and… Well… you know.

I felt Amber slowly releasing her armlock around my neck. Her body got away from mine, so my eyes could enjoy her new budding beauty. Her smile answered mine when our eyes saw each other again. I turned my fingers around her rib cage on each side and used the side of my thumbs to tease her nipples proudly.

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

“I’ll do it if you do it, Charlie!”

“That’s not entirely fair, but you got a deal!”

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

“Okay, now it’s your turn, Charlie, but you got to take off your bathing suit first!”

“That wasn’t the deal, Pumpkin.”

“UH HUH! You agreed!”

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

I held out my arms to tell her what to do if she wanted me to finish my part of the deal. She put her jaw and stepped to me when began to work my Speedos in my hips.

“It’s easier to untie the drawstring in the front pumpkin.”

A little angry in itself Amber pulled the front of my suit open, found the ends of the button and pulled. When the button was released, she pulled them down as far as she could without her head setting. When she looked at me for guidance… She realized she had to take them all away from herself. Amber squeezed her nose with one hand and went under. She had to take her hand off her nose to pull my suit all the way out.

Finally, Amber came sputtering. “There smart pants! Let’s see how you like this!”

I watched my Speedo fly out of Amber’s hand to land far away from the edge of the water. I should climb out of the water to get them back, a little business for me. “Okay, honey, nothing goes here!”

I did my best backstroke, using a frog kick instead of the race style. With my dick proud of my pelvis. I made some relaxed laps, then stopped next to Amber who wisely clung to the tires of her little bikini bottom.

“Hey squirt you did pretty well holding your breath underwater! Try this. It’s called hyperventilating.

Amber followed my lead and took a few quick deep breaths… And then went underwater with me, and held her nose. Her floating body drove to the top but her head was still under the water, her eyes attached to my dick. I had settled to the bottom and my back was right under her. To give Amber a show I brought my hand to my dick then slowly began to caress up and down. Amber’s eyes were wide, enchanted by my shameless show. The little 12-year-old held her breath as long as she could get her head out of the water. I showed up next to her, my erection bumped into her body when I got up.

“Is that how guy does Charlie?”

“Yes. I saw what you were looking at, so I wanted to give you a show. What do you think, did you like it?”

Amber’s blushing face answered my question. I decided it was time to take her bikini pants off her body.

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

“I don’t know, more than a minute?”

“I bet you, okay?”

Amber looked at me suspiciously. What kind of bet?

“If I stay underwater for one and a half minutes, I can untie one side of your bikini pants. In two minutes, I’ll untie the other side. Two and a half minutes and I get to take them away from your body. If I don’t stay under for at least two and a half minutes… You can tie everything… And I won’t try anything else for the rest of the day. How’s that?”

“No way! What do I get if you lose?”

“I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me, that way it’s fair.”

Amber thought for a second, then her face popped up. “You got to do what I say for a whole day!”

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

“Not today, because it has to be a whole day to be honest.”

What about your mother? She’ll think there’s something if I do something you tell me to do, have you thought about it?”

“Okay, but maybe if no one’s around?”

“You can divide it if you want Amber. How does 12 hours sound? If I have to do anything that only takes a few minutes, it counts as an hour. What do you think of that?”

“Okay! Give me your watch!”

How am I supposed to know what time it is when you have my watch? Can I trust you to warn me at the right moments?”

Amber solemnly nodded her head. I gave her a comic evil eye and started hyperventilating as I took off my watch. When I swam from the abundance of oxygen, I pressed the timer button then gave the watch to Amber and went down. I decided to grab Amber’s ankles to help me instead of blowing off air. The longest time I could ever stay underwater was just under three minutes. That time I had to let out enough air to lose the drive, so now I had a small advantage. Unfortunately, it was at least a month since I swam. I was wondering if my lack of movement would affect my lung power.

A thousand, two thousand, I counted the seconds in my head. Sixty seconds passed, then 30 seconds. Amber’s feet have shifted nervously. She gave me a hand, a little late for my reckoning, but I let it pass. Her buttocks, relaxed by my investigative hands, already made a hint of her almost hairless labia look under the blue cloth that covered her cross. With one hand I pulled the button. Amber screamed and clung to the ends. Thirty seconds passed and the other knot fell on my fingers. She didn’t even signal, but I couldn’t blame the girl. The next thirty seconds seemed to last forever. Amber desperately clung to the material in front of her bikini bottoms. To make time pass faster… I manoeuvred behind her to look at her tight ass. I used her legs to move behind her… So even if she turned her body around, I got the view I wanted. My mind had lost count, but I knew the two and a half minutes had passed. The fire in my lungs told me a lot.

The poor girl seemed more than a little scared when I pulled her free floating ass. Amber’s screams became plain. She dropped my watch to hold half her bikini to her body.

I took my watch from the bottom of the pool and took my head out of the water, gasping for air. When I saw how Amber cried… I felt about two centimeters long. It was my fault that I caused her fear and misery.

“I’m sorry, Pumpkin!” I apologized when I pulled her trembling body against mine.

She still desperately clung to her suit with one hand, but wrapped her other hand around my neck. Her screams went in full acceleration and rang in my ears.

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

Can we get out of the water now? Charlie? I really didn’t want to be a baby, honestly!"

Don’t worry about that honey. Let’s dry you, okay?"

I barely recognized that Amber had wrapped her other hand around my neck when I carried her naked body out of the water. My mind did register that she still had her little bikini bottom firmly stuck in her fist, because it left my back now, leaving runnel water flowing from the soaked material. I grabbed the two towels that were waiting on a table and grabbed one around her as best I could with one hand. The cool air-conditioned temperature in Amber’s house made her shivering even more. I carried her to her bedroom. I got an idea. I put the water on their bathtub and tested the temperature. When the water seemed about right, I pulled the button that led the water to the shower head. Amber still held me tight when I went in and closed the glass sliding door to the shower.

Amber calmed considerably as the Luke-warm water from the shower head sprayed over her body. I put us at the bottom of the tub, grabbed a handy bottle of shampoo and started washing her hair. After I flushed the second shampoo out of her hair, she was back to her normal self.

Amber sat on my lap facing me while I soaped up a washcloth and started scrubbing her back. The guilt of her grief in the pool had caused my erection to fall away, although I had hardly noticed it then. When my washcloth reached her ass, my dick started rising again. I was expecting Amber to react badly when I felt the head of my dick pressed against her underside. She trembled involuntarily when she squirmed in my lap, responding to the strange new contact on her ass.

Amber giggled. “Your dick tickles my asshole Charlie!”

I’m sorry, honey. Sometimes it has its own opinion. I got you. Back all cleaned up now. You can now get up and clean the rest yourself."

Will you do it for me, Charlie? It feels really nice to wash me."

“Sure pumpkin. I’ll let you do your private parts, okay?”

“You can also do that. I’m not afraid anymore, honestly!”

“Okay, honey. Then why don’t you stand up for me?”

Amber giggled when she stepped on my dick while she was in the tub. Her pussy was just above my face when she was standing in front of me. For the first time, I looked at her closely. I grabbed the washcloth and cleaned her legs… And I saved the best for last. For her pussy I threw the washcloth aside and soaped my hands. My eyes took the fluffy hair that sprang from where the swell of her labia turned in. It formed two thin, slightly dark lines that barely met at the top of her pussy.

When my soapy fingers slipped between the folds of her pussy, I knew I was in heaven. Amber swirled around and held on to the handles in the wall and shower door while I cleaned and examined every crevice and fold they had to offer. She even raised her leg and put it on the side of the bath to give me full access. She giggled when I gently examined her tight little ass hole with the tip of my finger.

When Amber beeped and washed, I got up. She just seemed a little disappointed when I grabbed a fresh towel and began to dry off her body after I quickly dry myself. When I was satisfied that she was completely dry, I grabbed a towel around her slim body and picked her up like a newlywed.

“Where’s your room, Pumpkin?”

There. Amber pointed to a locked door. There was a small sign of resignation in her tone of voice that betrayed her faith that our games were over.

When I put her on her bed, I looked into her eyes. Do you trust me, Pumpkin?

Amber nodded, bit me when I opened the towel covering her squeaky clean nakedness. Her legs were slightly broken, her pink pussy exposed to my partying eyes. I drove my hand on her leg, making her giggle and close her legs. After a moment she smiled wide and spread her legs far apart. Her pussy lips separated, revealed her inner flesh. From my sitting position at the foot of her bed, I grabbed both her legs and lay on my belly with my face pointed directly between her legs. When Amber tried to wiggle away, I didn’t know what I was up to. My tongue separated her labia and came back with the taste of her sex. The second time I looked between her lips until my tongue came into contact with her clitoris. Amber took a sharp breath and pushed her pelvis into my tongue. I went back for more, hit her sensitive clit with my tongue. Within minutes she grabbed the blankets of her bed, her body shook in response to the sensations that flooded the pleasure center of her brain. .

Amber came hard. She spoke her ecstasy loudly and pushed her pussy against my face. With a last lusty cry, the body of the small 12-year-old became stiff and relaxed her muscles. Amber was too far gone to respond to my tongue when I bent her knees and examined her tight virgin pussy with my tongue. There was no response when I examined her ass. I knew I could fuck her at the time, and she wouldn’t stop me. As much as my dick screamed for release, I stopped myself.

I got up from the bed and sat between Amber’s legs waiting for her to come back from sexually never-land. Amber sighed and opened her eyes. In a flash, she hugged me tight. Her wet pussy lips open to accept the length of my painful hard erection. She sighed and wiggled her hips, nested her pussy around my dick even more. The tender bottom of my dick pressed her open pussy from her super sensitive clit to the opening of her virginity. I turned an arm around her torso and hit her ass with the other one and pushed her even tighter towards me. Amber was wiggling and I was moaning. She wobbled again and I reacted in kind.

My hands urged Amber to move her body up and down against mine. The intensity of my feelings grew exponentially when Amber’s pussy spread his wetness to my dick. Amber bit her lip and began to slide and slide up and down the length of my dick in seriousness. I came to see her when she looked into my eyes. She came for the second time shortly after me. After a blessed eternity we released each other and fell back on her bed in opposite direction.

I found the satisfaction I had not known so far. When I close my eyes, I relax and let my thoughts float. I woke up when I felt Amber’s hand gently grabbed my light flags but still upright cock. When I opened my eyes, Amber looked at the sperm she had sampled between her fingers. She looked at me and smiled.

“So that’s what someone’s stuff looks like?”

“Yeah, it’s getting a little messy, isn’t it?”

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

Amber came back with a warm wet washcloth and sat on the side of her bed and cleaned me up. Even though I had two of the best orgasms of my life that day, my dick rose to the occasion as a trooper. After washing, she came back to her bedroom.

She sat on her bed and let go of a breath. “It’s almost 2:00, Charlie. I got to make something to eat, then we got to go. '

“Yes, I think you’re right, Pumpkin.”

“We can stay here and forget the tryouts.”

“Oh, no, we don’t! What would your mother think if she found out? Who would skin them alive, especially you!”

“But we will never be able to do things again! You get another girlfriend and forget about me!”

When Amber started crying, I pulled her slim little naked body on top of me. “That will never happen, dear. What you and I have been through has been the best! I’ll never forget it, or YOU!”

But my stepsister is coming tonight. She’ll ruin everything!”

Cassandra’s your stepsister? You sounded like you were happy she was coming. Why would she make a difference between us?"

“Cassandra is almost 14! She’s got tits and everything!”

“So?”

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

“I’ll ignore her then, don’t worry. I’ve seen a lot of girls like that Amber, they’re all me, me, me. I have been there and learned all about that type.”

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

’ What do you want me to do to her, sweetheart?"

Amber looked worried, she climbed on top of me and sat on the edge of her bed opposite me. “Why does it have to be so complicated!”

What’s wrong with Amber? You want me to promise to resist her charms? That’s not a problem."

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

I turned to my side and looked at Amber’s back, wondering what she was so worried about. It wasn’t long before I had a good idea.

“Amber, I think I can guess What your secret is and I don’t care.”

“No, you can’t!”

Does Cassandra sleep here with you when she visits honey?

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

Do you love her?

No! Yeah… I thought it was, but now things are different."

Because of you and me?

Amber nodded her head. “What am I supposed to do tonight, Charlie?”

Whatever you feel like sweetheart. I can’t control you."

“You’ll never want me again if I do.”

Bullshit Amber. It won’t make a difference, honestly."

Amber begged me. “Do you hate me now that you know?”

Would Cassandra hate you if she knew what we were doing to Amber? Did she promise to love you alone the last time you were together?"

“No, she also likes boys, but not as much as girls I think.”

“So you’re pretty sure she’s been with others since she was here?”

“Yes, she even told me over the phone.”

Sleep with her Amber, then come to me. Then I will prove that what I say is true."

Amber looked into my eyes and saw the truth there. “Okay, Charlie, I’ll do it if you want. I’ll even let her use her tongue on me now that I know how good it feels, thanks to you.”

Did you lick her last time she was here?

“No, but she wanted to.”

’ You were the first person I did to Amber. I just had to try."

Really, Charlie?

“Yes, I liked it too!”

“Can I try with you, Charlie?”

“I was hoping you would, Amber. I thought I had to convince you.”

Amber looked at my erection and gave it to me. I had to grab her hand, knowing I didn’t want her to stop when she started.

“There’s no time, sweetheart. If you touch me now, I will lose control. You know what? Let’s get dressed and get a burger before I drop you off at the gym.”

Amber seemed a little hurt, but when I showed her what time it was, she understood. While she was getting dressed I went to the pool and picked up my bathing suit. I went home, got dressed and picked up Amber. She looked so sexy in her diapers with her little niblets out. It was all I could do to keep my hands away from her. After we had a bite to eat in the burgers… I dropped her off at the gym and then went to work.

Around 6:00, my boss said I got a call. I went to the station and answered the phone.

Hello?

Charlie, is that you?

Yes, dear. Do you need a ride home?"

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

“Yes?”

“Do you remember what we did and what you said about a day being my slave?”

Amber didn’t win that bet, but being her slave might be interesting. I let her go.

“That’s right. I owe you that.

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

What time are your parents due home? I don’t think there’s enough time.”

“I was thinking a little… now on the way home.”

“Now there is an idea Pumpkin! I’ll meet you outside in 15 minutes.

I hung up the phone and shook my head. My boss knew I had to go away for a while, so that was no problem. I grabbed a napkin from the linen supply and put it in my pocket on the way out.

Amber was waiting for the sidewalk when I drove into the parking lot. Her blushing smile made my already stiff dick sting my pants. As a good slave, I took my pants off and took my dick off at her request. For most of the ride home Amber’s hands worked their magic. It was too dangerous to let her do more in traffic. I finally had to get on a side street when I couldn’t take it anymore.

Amber smiled at me and licked her lips when I dropped her off at her house. Her stepsister came out of the house smiling and waving. They hugged each other when I was driving away. The skin on my dick was raw and painful from Amber’s inexperienced teeth, but I didn’t care.

I’ll always remember that the first time Amber sucked my dick. In time, her skill was equal to her mother’s. Amber definitely had one thing about her mother. She had the most tight pussy I’ve ever felt. That’s right, I couldn’t help it. Lucky Mrs. P never found out. But she knew I was a pervert, right?