Amber does . . . on your cock.

As you make out with Amber on her daybed, you reach a hand down to her nether lips and lightly brush her soft auburn curls, feeling her moisture on the hairs. She giggles a little, and you begin softly stroking the outside of her slit, running your fingers up and down the edges of her outer lips and caressing her mons. She moans and murmurs into your mouth, “Don’t tease me . . .” You ignore her and begin stroking her inner thighs, appreciating the feel of her smooth muscles under your fingers.

Amber grabs your hand and puts it firmly in her twat. She tries to put your fingers right on her clit, but you push a little further, your fingers diving in to capture and stroke her labia. You fondle them, squeezing them lightly as you stroke their length, then reach down to the mouth of her cunt and play around its rim. Your other hand captures one of her tits; you begin to knead it with your fingers, delighting in her silky softness as you massage and squeeze her titflesh. “Please, Rob,” Amber whispers, “please . . . more . . .”

It's hard to keep your touch light and teasing when you have one hand full of Amber’s big, beautiful breasts and the other in her hot, slick twat. You slip three fingers between her nether lips and begin stroking hard up and down, teasing her clit at one end and rimming the mouth of her cunt on the other. You rub your other hand over her tits, stroking them hard and watching them move under your fingers, before capturing a nipple, bracing it against your thumb, and letting your fingers play freely over it. Amber writhes under your touch, moaning, “Ooooh, Rob, play with my tits . . . play with my pussy . . . please, suck my fat nipples . . .”

Obedient to her desire, you lean forward and capture one of her nipples between your teeth. You stroke it with your tongue for some moments, then pull back. Amber yelps as it pops free, then says, “Ohh, you naughty boy . . . suck my nipples . . .” You bend forward again and begin to suckle it, lashing it with your tongue. At the same time, you give her clit a quick pinch. “AaaAHHH,” Amber yells. She gives you a smoldering look and says, “VERY naughty. I need your cock in my pussy NOW.”

Amber gets up, turns around, and straddles your legs backward, kneeling on the daybed. You bury your face in her hair, enjoying its spicy-sweet scent, then nuzzle her neck and shoulders while she grabs your joystick and positions her hips above it. As she slowly lowers herself until your cockhead is just touching her opening, you say, “I’m surprised you want to turn this way instead of facing me.” She grins over her shoulder at you and says huskily, “Your cock will feel even better inside me this way than the other way.” Then her smile turns mischievous and she says, “And besides—look over at the wall.” You look at the wall and there, next to the door to the washroom, is a(nother) full-length mirror. You look at her and she says with a small smirk, “I do like to watch.”

She lowers herself just a little and gasps. “Ooooh,” she says, “I knew you were—ahh—bigger—ohhhh—than any of my—mmmmm—previous boyfriends, but—wowwww—I didn’t realize just how—ungh—much.” She raises herself back up slightly and says, “Ohh, baby, this monster of yours is going to feel wonderful in my pussy—once I stretch out enough. I may have to fuck you all weekend just to get stretched out enough to really fuck you properly.” She looks over her shoulder at you with a wicked grin and says, “Do you think you’d be willing to help me out?” You aren’t quite sure how to respond to that, so you kiss her, which seems to work.

Slowly, slowly, she lowers herself on you, stretching herself out a little at a time, until finally she’s sheathed your entire rod in her cunt. “Ohh, FUCK yeah,” she breathes. “Ohhh, Rob, I feel so full . . . it feels like your cock reaches all the way up between my tits.”

Once she’s settled herself fully on your cock, Amber arches her back and interlaces her fingers behind your head, opening her cunt a little more for your prick and thrusting her chest out. You embrace her, and of course your hands naturally come to cup her breasts. “Mmmm,” she purrs, “right to the titties . . . just can’t get enough of them, can you?” She wiggles herself a little, making them jiggle and jump in your fingers.

You graze on her neck and whisper in her ear, “You’re not complaining, are you?” giving her boobs a quick squeeze.

“Of course not,” she answers, in a tone of profound satisfaction. She turns to kiss you over her shoulder, her tongue playing over your lips, and murmurs, “Love my titties . . .” Amber begins to fuck your cock—slowly at first, but soon she’s riding your pole at a good clip. You hold her breasts loosely for a while, letting them bounce and jiggle against your hands, then take firm hold of them and begin to knead her big mounds. You capture her nipples and roll each one between thumb and forefinger while you squeeze and massage her boobs with the rest of each hand. “More, baby . . .” Amber moans. “More . . . more . . .” You let go of one of her tits and reach down into her twat, slipping two fingers in to capture and stroke her clit while you massage her furry mons with your palm. “Ooooh, Rob, rub my clit . . . ohh, my titties . . . rub my clit,” she murmurs.

Amber watches herself in the mirror as she fucks you hard and fast. She watches you fondling her tit and rubbing her clit. You look over her shoulder to watch her watching both of you. Her sexy body is stretched out, with her arms up behind your head, her back is arched with her pumping—and you have to admit, it’s arousing to watch your hands at play on her body; she is an erotic vision. She sees you watching her in the mirror and says, “It’s so hot—finally fucking the man I love. So hot—watching myself do it. Ohh, Rob—your big cock—so good in my tight, wet little college-girl pussy. So hot . . .”

Amber’s excitement is evident as she fucks your cock with her pussy, moaning your name and calling her approval as you play with her tits and clit. You rub her lovebud, squeeze her boobs, and generally just try to hang on as she gives you the ride of your life. Her cunt fits you tighter than a condom, and as wet as she is, it feels indescribably good. You start thrusting your hips in rhythm with her movements. You don’t add much, but your additional motion sends her over the edge. “So good—” she gasps, “so hot—your big cock—ohh, Rob, ohh, baby, I’m CUMMING!” Her cunt walls clench down hard on your cock, and she screams so loud, she can probably be heard three states away. Her orgasm sets you off, and just as she slams down onto you, you buck your hips up hard into her, erupting like Vesuvius into her hungry pussy.. Amber grinds herself hard into your lap as her orgasm rushes over her in waves, then slumps back against you.

You sit there cuddling for some time. When your cock deflates, it’s followed by a gush of fluids. You note it will be a mess to clean up, and she says, “It’s OK . . . I need to do laundry anyway.” You hold Amber, your hands cupping her tits; she turns her head and kisses you, and one kiss leads to another. The first either of you notices that your cock is stirring is when it pokes her in the twat.