Amber, Chapter 7

  • Posted on August 10, 2017 at 1:04 pm

By Tater Tot

Amber had somehow migrated against me during the night, cuddled under my arm. She woke up and twitched a little, waking me up.

She kind of rolled over sleepily, yawning with half shut eyes as she gave me a smile. I could see when she remembered what day it was as her eyes popped open and she gasped loudly before saying, “Oh my God, it’s Saturday!”

I laughed and snuggled down in the bed some and said, “Yep, Saturday. Good day to sleep in.”

“Mom!” she said loudly.

“What?” I said, “you don’t want to sleep in?”

“Is it a reward weekend, Mom?” she said in her best lawyer’s voice, getting a grin from me.

“Well… I suppose it is,” I said.

That was pretty much it for Mom. Amber leaped on top of me and started kissing my face, then held my head as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her pussy was grinding against mine as she moaned into our kiss.

She broke away, her eyes wild, panting for breath as she sort of stared down at me. She stayed like that for a second, then growled — an honest to god growl! — and slid sideways off me. Grabbing the sheet she flipped it down and off, revealing me, naked beneath it. She growled again, sort of clinched her arms around me and tried to stuff one of my breasts in her mouth.

Her excitement was infectious — it made me so hot, watching her lust after me. My eyes were half-closed and I was holding the sheets tightly as she molested my body. Her mouth worried at my tit as her hands ran feverishly up and down me. She was making grunting, panting noises as if she was unable to catch her breath. Her hands were shaking and fluttering above me as if she couldn’t decide what to do first. She finally gave a sobbing sound and slid down to devour my pussy. She wrapped her hands around me and dove in, her tongue licking frantically as she whimpered and moaned.

I was close to coming when the little vixen came first. Not even touching herself, just so aroused by it all that she came.

When she quit moaning and humping the bed I said, “Please, now, lick me, eat me baby. Please.”

She did, really getting off on what I was saying. Her tongue drove deep and then started licking across my clit, pushing me into an orgasm. I shoved my hips up hard as she ground her mouth against me. That calmed her down for some reason, and she just ate my pussy until I exploded then slowly licked me clean.

She slid up next to me and lay beside me, looking at my face as she let one hand play with my breast.

“How do we do this today, Mom?” she asked softly.

I turned to face her, still panting slightly from the orgasm. Reaching up to run my hand down her face, I said, “I would recommend we make it special. You get so excited, but this will be our first time and you’ll want to make it something you remember. We’ll have a lot of opportunities to act out your fantasies, but you and I will only get one first fuck.”

She was thinking, twitching her lips as she looked at me. “Yes, I want that too. What should I do?”

Smiling I said, “Why don’t we have breakfast, then we can get cleaned up. We can shave each other again and you can abuse your slave in the shower, so you can take the edge off. Then I’ll put on something sexy for you. I’ll get the cock out, and you can fuck me and make me your lover.”

I thought she would go nuts hearing me talk like that, but she just listened and nodded. She didn’t say anything for a while, then said “Okay, that sounds good.”

We got up and I tossed on a long t-shirt, and she put on sweatpants and a t-shirt. I made breakfast while she contemplated things. My t-shirt only came to the bottom of my ass, so Amber spent most of the time with her eyes where my cheeks peeked out. I grinned as I started getting aroused from the attention. I stayed in shape to feel good about myself, and having my tight ass admired felt good.

When we finished, Amber helped me clean up, but her hand finally came around to rub my ass. She wasn’t much help after that, but at least let me finish up. When I set the towel on the sink, she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around to grasp my breasts, panting in my ear. She didn’t say anything, just stood like that for a moment, her hips slowly grinding against my ass. She was breathing hard while I stood there quietly, but she finally just stepped back and let me go.

Her hands were shaking slightly as she tugged me to the shower — not really being aggressive or bossy, just impatient to get on with it. When we got there I slowly reached down and pulled the t-shirt off, letting Amber enjoy the sight. She shucked her clothes in a frenzy of motion, then waited for me to get the shower started.

She shaved me first, trembling slightly, but gentle with her hands. I did her next, watching as her head rolled back and her eyes closed. She was soaked with juice, making the shaving cream a bit thin.

After I rinsed her I sat back on my knees and waited. When she hadn’t felt my touch for a moment, she opened her eyes with a moan and looked down at where I was kneeling. She gasped a couple of times, then said, “Eat me, Mom.”

I ate her. She held my head and humped my face as my tongue worked. She came with a splash and a shrill scream almost immediately. She was twitching strongly as she continued to hump my mouth, then started yelling, “Eat me, Mom, lick me harder, harder… uh… now… now… oh God…” she was deep into it as my tongue drove in and out, licking periodically.

I placed a finger at my daughter’s opening and gently pushed it in, still fighting how tight she was. I eventually started thrusting slowly as I moved my tongue to licking and sliding across her clit.

Amber really fought to hold off her orgasm this time, twisting and tightening her body as she kept saying, “Eat me, Mom,” over and over. Her breaths were so short and harsh that it was hard to understand her. Eventually it turned into a kind of keening cry, her whole body one solid, clenched muscle as her hips pushed up from the bench. Her legs locked tightly around my head as she sort of levitated upward.

When she came for the second time it was with a massive convulsion, as if every muscle in her body relaxed, then tightened again. She let out a harsh gasp as her pussy squirted me, then when she tightened up and released once more, she gave out a high pitched scream of overwhelming ecstasy. Her cunt seemed to spray me like a hose.

When Amber finished, she collapsed like she had in the kitchen. Her eyes were half open, but totally blank.

I helped my daughter from the shower, seated her on the toilet and tenderly dried her, then myself. We made our way to my room and got into bed. I seated myself against the headboard, and Amber lay down with her head in my lap. I brushed her hair with my fingers as she rested.

A few minutes later, her eyes fluttered open. “So good,” she mumbled.

I let my fingers run down her face and caressed it while she watched me. “Will it be like this with someone else, Mom?” she asked.

“I don’t know, honey,” I said, “a lot of it is between you and your lover.”

She sort of nodded at that, obviously understanding what I meant.

Amber eventually got out of bed, and I did the same. I asked her to give me a few minutes to dress, then got out something nice for her. I put on a black choker, black fishnet stockings, and an awesome pair of sheer black boy shorts. When I was dressed, I called her back in.

She walked in, then stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there, looking down at the floor and trying to look sweet and innocent. I looked damn good, if I say so myself. Next to Amber’s thin youthfulness I looked heavier, but wasn’t really much larger than when I was in college. Exercise every week had kept my muscle tone, and I was proud of my flat stomach. My ass was larger, but not from fat. My breasts were the full handful compared to her mouthful, but were still fairly firm.

“My God,” she whispered. “Oh my God.”

I smiled and went to the dresser, pulling out the top drawer and taking out the strap-on. It had a cock about seven inches long and about the same thickness of most of my lovers. I had bought it to try and keep her expectations realistic when it came to men. It had adjustable straps, and the back had a short stub that slid into the wearer’s cunt and pressed her clit.

I knelt in front of her and murmured, “Ready to use this?”

She just nodded, so I put the cock on her. She groaned as I slid the stub inside her, which went in very easily since she was almost dripping with excitement. When it was fastened around Amber’s waist I looked up at her, the cock pointing between us. She was breathing heavily, a flush of arousal forming on her chest.

I smiled as I lifted the cock and started licking it. Amber made a loud “Oh!” sound as she stared down at me. I played with it like it was real, licking and kissing for a while, then taking the head into my mouth. Amber started making soft grunting noises as I slowly took the cock as deep as I could, then slid it back out. I did this a couple of times as she began moaning. After a few pushes into my throat, I drew back and looked up at my daughter.

“I want you to fuck me, Amber,” I said softly.

She tilted her head back and moaned, but then looked back and said, “Yes. Now.”

I stood up and hugged her tight as we kissed.

Her hands were shaking as I led her to the bed and laid back on it. She stood looking down at me, trembling and shaking in excitement, a tear on her cheek as she stared at my body. She crawled up and knelt next to me, running her hands along my breasts and stomach, finally reaching out to caress my panty-clad pussy.

She slid down and knelt between my legs, looking up at my face as she touched my pussy, letting her fingers trail along it for a while. I started moaning after a minute, her touch causing my body to tighten.

She eventually leaned down and kissed my pussy, pausing just to breathe for a moment. Then she started rubbing her face on the crotch of my panties. After a minute of two she started licking, her tongue pressing in firmly and drawing from top to bottom. I was twitching and moaning the whole time, sweat starting on my forehead as the incredible feelings swept upward from my cunt. She was worshipping my panties, tasting and caressing them, lost in some kind of daze.

She eventually moaned loudly and leaned back, drawing my panties down and off. She was kneeling between my legs, back straight as she lifted the panties to her face. Closing her eyes, she held them against her mouth and came.

Her eyes were a little dazed as she looked at me, letting my panties fall away, but she leaned forward, kissed me hard, then pulled away, panting frantically as she said “I want to f-fuck you Mom,” the curse word still causing her problems.

I smiled and reached down to guide the cock into position as she put her hands on either side of my head. When it was resting just slightly inside, I put my hands on her neck and said, “Fuck me, Amber.”

She had to work on the angle at first, but slowly fed the cock into me, her making whimpering noises the whole time as she looked between us to see the cock going in.

When our pussies bumped, she came yet again with a sharp cry. Her eyes closed for a second as I felt her juices splash me. I was moaning in excitement myself, so hot from realizing this girl was orgasming just from the feel of her strap-on entering me. The feel of her cock was driving me wild as I looked up at her.

Once she’d recovered a little, Amber started drawing out slowly, then pushing back in. I tilted my head back slowly as she fucked me — holding off my orgasm, letting it build up. I wrapped my arms around her neck at some point, holding on as she started thrusting harder and faster.

She was saying, “Oh, God,” over and over, her head back as she tensed up. Her stamina was surprisingly good, since I knew how hard it was to hold yourself up like that. Her hips were really pounding me after about five minutes. She was mumbling, “Mom… oh god… yes… ohhh,” a constant stream of words.

My hips were pushing up against her on every down stroke when I came. I’d been in the middle of drawing in a breath when it hit. I froze, my body clenching tightly as I felt the orgasm race outward from where her cock was pushing into me. My eyes were closed and I was barely aware of her scream, mingling with my own.

I pulled her down on me as my hips bucked wildly for a moment, becoming slightly aware of Amber’s hips still pushing into me. She was screaming and squealing into my neck, smothering the sound against me. It pushed me into another small orgasm, making my pussy feel like it was turning inside out.

I hazed out, just lying there, sweating and panting as she lay on top of me. I think she had fallen asleep, or passed out. I eventually got enough of my muscles to work that I could roll her off, wincing at the way the cock twisted as it withdrew from me.

I rolled over, wrapping myself around her and zoned out.

Continue on to Chapter 8

8 Comments on Amber, Chapter 7

  1. Amanda Lynn says:

    I’m enjoying this story very much, and this is a very mouthwatering chapter.

    I am a bit confused though, and maybe it is just me. But, how do Amber and her mom get from the shower to the bed after they finish shaving each other and mom goes down on Amber?

    • kacey says:

      No it wasn’t just you, Amanda, I noticed it too! A tad confusing!! Though only a slight blemish in an otherwise superbly erotica chapter :-)

  2. JetBoy says:

    Hmmm… I admit to completely missing that little glitch in continuity when proofing this chapter. I’m sure the author would have no objection to my adding a brief fix.

    • JetBoy says:

      Okay, taken care of. Thanks to you both for your sharp eyes!

      • kacey says:

        No probs, JB, good editing. To matthew, PLEASE enlighten us as to where this story needs “more editing”? :-/

        • Cheryl says:

          kacey, don’t hold your breath. He never provides proof of his ability as a writer. He just fires off a comment and ignores any requests to enlighten us with his amazing editing or writing powers, which seem to have been absent when he wrote his comment.

  3. Matthew says:

    Oh my god, this needs more editing, even after teh fix.

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