Amber pt1

Part 1

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

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

"Go away," she mumbled into the pillow.

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

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

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

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

Laughing I said, "Yes?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You tried... what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Did she see a boy naked?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Grinning I said, "Masturbate?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big blush, but she nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Horny much," she giggled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

Amber giggled and said, "You got horny?"

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

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

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

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

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

"How?" she asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued?