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

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 d