“What are you doing?!” Amber asked in one of those
whispering shouts she did when she wanted to be dramatic, but didn’t want
anyone to hear. I simply smiled up at her as she looked back and down to me as
I knelt on the floor behind her. My long red fingernails had found their way into the very tight space between her tiny little spandex shorts and her
soft, warm skin where those tiny shorts ended, right where her leg met her cute
little round butt. I smirked as I pushed the spandex together, bringing both
legs of the back of her shorts together in the crack of that cute little ass of
hers, bunched up with what looked like a white lacy little thong. “Monica!” she
whisper shouted, “What if my mom walks in?!” “Then she is going to see me with
my face buried in this cute little ass of yours,” I smirked. I instantly buried
my face between those cute little cheeks, whiffing her wonderful smell. I know
it seemed weird to some, but I loved the smell of Amber after our cheer
practice was over and we were back at her house. Finally, I couldn’t take it
any longer and with one motion, reached up and those tiny little shorts and her
little white lacy thong were down around her ankles. Amber just tossed her head
back and moaned as I spread her cheeks and proceeded to lick. Amber always said
she got really excited at cheer practice and today was no exception. She lost
herself in the moment, but never stopped looking over towards her bedroom door
every few seconds. The door was unlocked and her mom could have walked in at
any minute, but both Amber and I knew that was what really got her going when
we had our special post-practice sessions in her room. It was not long before I
felt Amber’s legs shuddering backwards against my shoulders as she came. It
wasn’t but a few seconds later that Amber, like she always did, was turned
around, facing me, now on her knees as well, with her tongue in my mouth...
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My grandparents’ old, white, two-story, wood country house with green trim and large windows sat far off the street, on a big, open grass...
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Thursday, December 10, 2020
Short Story: In Amber's Room...
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