On the desk.

Looking at Amber’s desk, it occurs to you that as long as you’re in her room, you should really help her with her studies. You decide to start with comparative anatomy.

At your suggestion, Amber flashes you a lustful smile, then grabs a towel from her laundry basket and lays it on the desk before hitching herself up and sitting on the edge. She leans back against the wall and spreads her legs wide to give you full access to her pink, glistening pussy. You lean forward and kiss her; she puts her arms around your neck and returns your kiss with interest.

You brush your hands over Amber’s perfectly-shaped breasts, feeling the tips of her erect nipples move against the center of your palms as you lightly stroke her magnificent curves with just the tips of your fingers. She moans and says, “Don’t tease me, lover . . . harder, harder.” She arches her back to press her mounds into your hands, but you move with her and keep your touch light. After a moment, she sits up, grabs your hands, and presses them firmly into her tits, squeezing herself with your fingers. You take the hint and begin to knead her flesh. She leans forward, captures your lips with her own, and begins to stroke them lightly with her tongue.

You slide your hands under Amber’s sweet, heavy melons, lifting so that your fingertips touch her ribcage and her luxuriant titflesh rests in your cupped hands. You hold them that way for a moment, enjoying the feeling of their silky weight, then begin to squeeze them gently and stroke their outsides with your thumbs. The tips of her avid nipples just brush against the heels of your hands, shifting position with your caresses. “You,” you say in a low voice, “have the sexiest tits I’ve ever seen. You are absolute perfection.”

Amber’s face lights up. “Yeah?” she asks. “Even better than Mom’s?”

“Absolutely,” you tell her with a grin. “In fact, you have better tits than she ever had.”

She moans triumphantly, throws her head back and thrusts her chest out, and says, “Ohh, yeah . . . love my tits.” You bend your head to one of her nipples, mouth parted, and tease her dusty-rose peak lightly with your tongue for a few moments before fastening your lips to hers and kissing her hard.

You open your left hand and splay it around Amber’s right tit, massaging her flesh and rubbing all over. Your right hand captures her left nipple and begins to play with it. You brush the tips of your fingers across her stiff peak, trace them around the areola, and flick it very lightly with the soft balls of your fingers. After a little of this, you turn your hand over and begin rubbing your knuckles back and forth across her nipple. Finally you tweak it lightly with your thumb and forefinger. You then switch, giving her right tit this treatment while you knead her left tit and caress it with your palm.

Amber throws her head back, her eyes half-closed, and begins to play with her pussy. After several minutes, she leans forward again, grabs your head in both hands and pulls it firmly down to her bosom. You lift her tits so you can bend down to kiss their undersides, trailing kisses down to the line where her soft mountains rise from her ribcage. As you fondle the bottoms of her boobs with your lips and suck their sweet flesh into your mouth, you rest their soft weight on your head and let them caress your face. Amber mews softly and grabs your cock, squeezing lightly.

While one hand has been occupied with Amber’s boob, you’ve been stroking her back and sides with the other. You bring it around and stroke her flat stomach; you can feel her tense with excitement as you approach her wide-open oyster. You stroke up and down her slick heat, first with one finger, then two, teasing her outer lips, playing with her inner lips, circling the vaginal opening, then coming up to press lightly on her clit. At last, you stick a finger inside her to stroke her G-spot while you rub her clit with your thumb. At the double stimulation, Amber throws back her head, howls, and begins to writhe on the desk, grinding her hips against your hand. “Fuck!” she yells out. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! . . . oh, yeah . . . yeah . . . right there, right there, just like that . . . fuck, I’m cumming!" She spasms against your hand, squeezing your fingers hard and drenching you with her orgasm. “Ohhh, Rob, you’re good,” Amber says.

Amber’s naked body is a feast, and you’re enjoying sampling multiple courses at once. You barely let her come down off that orgasm before you resume fingerfucking her, burying your fingers in her cunt to the third knuckle and stroking her clit with your thumb. You suck her nipple deep into your mouth, laving it with your tongue and biting lightly into the sweet flesh behind it. You rub your hand hard sideways across her other tit, back and forth, letting your fingers judder and bump over her erect titbud. Amber gasps and bucks against your face, moaning, “Fuck my pussy . . . fuck my sweet pussy . . . ohh, I need . . . I need . . . please, Rob, I need . . .”