"Amber", mast, f/herm, m/herm, nosex, teen

Story by green52

First story. Sorry there isn't any sex, its basically exposition for another story to build off of. Even so, I tried to add some parts worth reading. It kind of ends at the best part, but I figured that if another chapter comes, this would be the best place to pick up. Honest feedback welcomed.

*edit* If anyone can tell me how to indent paragraphs, that'd be great. I really don't like that it isn't indented.

Amber was buried deep under her covers, only her head outside of the thick quilt. There was perspiration on her face, building around her smooth brow and small, upturned nose. She was making the noises typical of exertion, and the small rise and fall of the covers half way down the bed made it seem apparent what she was doing. Anyone watching would assume she was excitedly masturbating, fingering her moist pussy. While this was close to true, it left out a crucial detail in Amber’s unique anatomy.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Amber bit her lip as she came in a towel. When the orgasm subsided she let out a sigh and laid in bed, supremely relaxed. She did not want to get up quite yet, but not concerned about being late for her date that night she rolled ungracefully out of bed wrestling with the heavy down comforter and went to take a shower.

At eighteen, Amber Hollander was a girl with an attractive figure. She was not skinny, but she had c-cup breasts and a nice ass, and she certainly did not have weight that needed lost. She was an avid runner of medium height with long, brown hair that fell in waves on most days and curls when the summer reached its peak humidity. She stepped into the shower, all the while thinking eagerly of tonight’s date. It was her second date with David. The first had gone well enough that she felt confident that if he did not fuck anything up, they would have a good time afterward. What that meant was still uncertain. While it had been almost two months since she broke up with her ex, she did not plan on sleeping with David that night, and oral was always complicated the first time with someone knew. Even so, there was something about the confusion that her new partner expressed when they were first confronted with her dual genitalia that she reveled in. They always knew in theory what it was they would be dealing with, but each of her three previous partners had reacted differently. Amber remembered the way Margot had apprehensively held Amber’s dick by just a pinch of skin, trying to eat her out as if it was just another pussy. Soon enough she realized that with a dick instead of a clit, it was an endeavor that would require forging new territory. By the end of the experience, Margot was sucking on Amber’s cock with an enthusiasm that surprised her. Only minutes earlier she had held it like an old tissue, and then all of a sudden she was sucking on it like it provided some sort of nutrition she had not previously been aware she had a deficiency of. When Amber came, Margot’s inexperience manifested again in the priceless look she made when she first tasted cum. It was fond memory that was made better in retrospect when Amber thought of how much her former girlfriend had loved cock afterward.

That had not, however, been what she was thinking about while masturbating. She had been thinking about David. He was tall and handsome, and had the kind of floppy hair that she loved in men. When he had started flirting with her in English, she had been a little surprised. She would have guessed him to be too straight, or at least too frightened to ask her out. Even the way he flirted suggested some slight discomfort. She was not sure if it was because he was worried what it meant for his own understanding of his sexuality or what people would say about him when word got around that he had asked out ‘the girl with the dick’. She had grown accustomed to being the object of attention, but she sometimes felt sorry for guys who might not be so used to it. Regardless, the thought of getting to do things with and to David that no one else ever had excited Amber tremendously.

When she arrived, David was already waiting outside the restaurant. Amber had worn a snug, stretchy dress with a nice pattern. It was not very revealing, but besides being sexy, it was nicely elastic. Amber knew that when she got hard the dress tent-poled nicely. After their last date, they had made out on his couch for a while, but his hands had stayed on her upper body. She knew he would not have asked her out if he was not interested in what she had between her legs, so she decided to make sure that this time, when they hooked up, there would be no avoiding it. David complemented her, and they went inside to eat.

Over desert, the conversation drifted to what their parents did. Amber explained that her parents worked in finance, which was why she had moved around a

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