Suddenly, feeling his hot juice gushing into her twat, Amber exploded into a wild orgasm.
"Oh, fuck, I'm coming!" she shrieked as her cunt clamped down around his shooting cock.
Clinging tightly to each other, they bucked and fucked together, their bodies humping and gyrating through their frenzied orgasms. Loving every glorious moment of it, Amber felt her juicy cunt walls close snugly around his squirting dong as he continued pumping her frothy little fuckhole full of cock-cream. Her slit filling to overflowing, the slippery wetness oozed out around his cock, forming a hot, sticky goo on the sheet. Humping and grinding their naked bodies together, they were both experiencing the most glorious climaxes of their lives.
CHAPTER SEVEN
For the next month or so, Randy took Amber out at least two or three times a week. This was the first time in her life that anyone had actually dated her, and the girl had never been so happy. She was spending so much time with the young man that it was drastically cutting into her business. But she didn't care, as long as she could be with him. Not wanting Randy to find out she was a hooker, Amber met her clients in hotel rooms so he wouldn't run into them around her apartment. When he once asked why she spent so many nights away from her apartment, Amber explained that she was a stewardess with a small airline. The girl hated lying to him, but she just couldn't tell him she was a whore.
When Randy asked her to spend a weekend with him at his parent's beach house, she was a bit hesitant about meeting his family, but finally agreed to go. Arriving at the sumptuous home, perched high on a cliff that overlooked the beach and ocean, she was stunned by its overpowering beauty. The girl had expected it to be a typical beach house, but it turned out to be a veritable mansion.
Amber had thought Randy was kidding when he told her his dad owned the department store where she first bumped into him, but looking at this imposing home, the girl realized he'd been telling the truth.
Awed by the luxury of it all, Amber trembled like a leaf when Randy led her into the house. Receiving no reply from his parents when he called out to them, Randy escorted Amber through the French doors that opened out onto a wide terrace.
"Oh, Randy," beamed his mother, who was having tea with a handsome, silver-baked man that was obviously his father. "We've been expecting you for the last hour."
"Hi, Mother," he smiled as she ran up and threw her arms around him. "We were delayed by the heavy traffic."
"And you're Amber," the woman smiled, turning to the pretty young girl. "Randy has told us so much about you, dear."
"And it's all been the truth," grinned his father as he stood up. "You're just as beautiful as Randy said you were."
"Thank you, Mr. Goodman," Amber blushed, "And I'm so happy to meet both of you."
"And so are we," Mrs. Goodman beamed. "Now, please join us for tea."
All of Amber's earlier fears quickly vanished as the four of them sat around the table, chatting. She had expected the owners of this imposing borne to be very haughty, but they were the two warmest people Amber had ever met in her life.
"I certainly hope we'll see a lot of you," Mrs. Goodman said to Amber later that afternoon while she showed the girl to her room to freshen up.
"So do I," was the pretty little redhead's sincere answer.
Later that afternoon, when cocktails were being served, Randy's father could hardly keep his eyes away from Amber. She was wearing a short green sun-dress that deliciously showed off her shapely legs as well as her long red hair. There was a clean freshness about the young girl that completely fascinated the older man.
"Grace," he said to his wife that night as they were going to bed. "How serious do you think Randy is about this girl?"
"Quite serious," she smiled.
"I hope so," he sighed. "She'd make a lovely daughter-in-law."
"I think so too," beamed the woman. "She's such a sweet young girl."
After his parents had gone to bed, Randy escorted Amber out onto the terrace, where they sat down together on a lounge.
"It's such a beautiful evening," she whispered, gazing out across the moonlit sea.
"Every evening is beautiful when I'm with you," he answered, drawing her gently into his arms.
Giving the girl a deep, passionate kiss, he used his hand to push the short skirt of her sun dress up to her hips. The sight of her creamy bare thighs glowing softly in the moonlight was enough to blow his mind.
"Oh, darling," Amber excitedly whispered. "Let's take our clothes off! I want us to be nice and naked when you fuck me under the moon."
Within a matter of seconds, Randy was completely stripped, and Amber was down to nothing but her little nylon panties. Before the girl even had time to remove them, Randy dropped his head between her legs and began licking her bare thighs. Randy had never eaten pussy in his life, but as he stared at the little strip of nylon that barely covered her pussy, he had an overwhelming desire to taste her secret charms.
Dropping to his knees in front of the lounge where Amber was seated, he pulled her cute ass to the front edge of it and lifted the backs of her legs up over his shoulders. Looking up between her deliciously open thighs, he could see little tendrils of red pussy hair peeking out from the nylon center of her brief panties.
Hoping the pretty girl wouldn't slap him for what he was doing, he pressed his mouth into her crotch, inhaling the exciting fragrance of her twat through the damp material.
"Oh, my God!" gasped Amber, feeling the man sucking and straining her hot juices through the nylon. "That feels so wonderful."
With his nose pressed into the crotchband of her soaking-wet panties, he breathed hotly on her pussy as he sucked.
"Oh, darling," she shamelessly whimpered. "Please take my panties off."
Curling his fingers into the elastic band, he slowly peeled them over her softly rounded hips and thighs. When they slipped down to her ankles, Amber kicked them off. Panting with excitement, he stared at the creamy moisture glistening on the pink wiggly folds of her unfurled slit. Forcing her thighs further apart with his hands, he saw the lips of her cunt seem to open just for him. Sticking out his tongue, he began hungrily licking a girl's twat for the first time in his life. Finding Amber's little red-fringed slit so hot, wet and fragrant, he butted his face deeper into her swampy hole.
This was the first time Randy had even attempted to go down on her, and Amber felt like climbing the walls with joy.
"Oh, sweet Randy," she whimpered, her ass writhing all over the edge of the lounge as she rubbed her warm, wet pussy against his face.
Pleased that Amber wasn't angry with him for performing this vile act upon her, he reveled in the wonderful taste and aroma of her heated crotch as his tongue and lips worked passionately on the girl's wiggly cunt flesh. Working his tongue between the velvety folds, he deliciously licked the hot, hard tip of her erect cunt.
"Yes! Yes!" she whimpered as Randy's lips sucked ceaselessly on the soft, slippery folds of her twat while he teased the hard bud of her clit with his tongue.
With his juice-smeared face buried in the soft fragrance between her legs, he was very conscious of the girl's squeals of delight. The feel of her whispy red pussy curls against his face as he slurped and sucked on her oozing twat was almost enough to blow his mind. Passionately working his lips and tongue up and down in her hotly spread pussy, he was almost beside himself with the taste and scent of her fresh young cunt.
Men had been paying to go down on her pussy since the man in the park had licked her when she was just a kid, but none had ever felt as good as Randy's busy tongue. The delicious warmth that was radiating from between her legs was one of the most wonderful things she'd ever felt. The obscenely moist sound of his slurping mouth seemed to add to the intense excitement as his slippery tongue vibrated against her tingling clitty.