Amber
written by:
jodaki

My name is Chuck, and I once loved a girl named Amber. Years later, our divorce sucked a lot, but getting together was once of the most incredible experiences of my life. The following is that story.

Amber was a friend of my twin sister Whitney. Whitney was a cheerleader and one of the most popular girls in school. I was on the academic team, and though I played football and basketball, I was not really in the popular crowd. My father hated me because I was not going to get an athletic scholarship like he did in school. My mother was never sure what to do about me since I hardly ever went out, and my own sister usually liked to pretend I did not even exist.

Whitney had her little cheerleading friends over to spend the night almost every weekend. They came in pairs or sometimes there would be three or four at a time. The only constant, it seemed, was that Amber was there every single time. Anytime Jessica, Brooke, Erica, Emily or any of the others spent the night, Amber was there too. For the life of me, I could not figure out why she came back every time, but eventually things changed between us and I understood.

Amber was a tall blonde, with zero imperfections in her body. Her long muscular legs were the kind every man dreamt of having wrapped around him. Her beautiful D-cup breasts were astonishing and her creamy skin and beautiful smile made her a complete knockout. I would probably have done anything for the opportunity to get with her, and eventually, I got my chance one night during football season.

My twin sister and I had turned eighteen early in the year after the second game of the season. Amber also turned eighteen that month, after the fourth game of the season. We had gone to a party, one of the few I was invited to because I had scored the winning touchdown after sacking the quarterback and picking up the fumble and running it back. I was a weak side linebacker and I had blitzed and completely surprised the other team's quarterback. After the party, Amber came back to our house and was the only cheerleader spending the night with Whitney.

In the middle of the night, I went down to the kitchen to get a snack. Sitting there in the darkness was Amber. She was startled by my appearance, but luckily she did not scream as that would have gotten the whole house awake. She calmed down and demanded to know if I was spying on her.

"Of course I am spying on you," I told her, "in fact, I have come down here to confess my undying love for you, right after I make myself some microwave popcorn."

I think my comments were enough to catch her off guard and she went back to her own little world while I prepared my snack. When it was finished, I put it into a bowl and topped it with some grated parmesan cheese. I was just about to go back to my room when she stopped me.

"Do you think you could share your popcorn with me?"

"Are you sure you want some of this? I put parmesan cheese on it."

"Yes," she responded, "I love it that way. I thought I was the only person in the world who did it. I did not expect you to do it also."

"So what is it about me that you dislike so much? It seems to me that you are always here and you do not like it when I am around for some reason. What do you want me to do? Would you prefer me to avoid you entirely?"

"No" she said slowly. "This is going to be difficult to explain, but I am fairly certain that I am jealous of you. I do not know how you do it, but you get to be an athlete and intelligent. I bet you did not know that I could be one of the top students in our year, but I do not try very hard because it is not expected of me to be smart. I am supposed to look pretty and that is it."

"Okay," I told her, "but I do not see how I can help you with anything there. I have the popularity of an ant in a beehive. Nobody, the jocks or the nerds, cares about me at all. How can I help you?"

"I don't want you to help me," she said finally, "I want you to like me. Do you not wonder why I am here all the time and never go on any dates?"

"Not really, I don't really think about you that much."

"I know, but that is my problem. I think about you all the time. I have had a crush on you for a long time, and you could not care less if I even exist. Most guys drool over me and I could get them to do anything I wanted, but the one guy in school I like will not even look at me if he does not have to," she cried.

I longed to comfort her, but I was confused. My emotions told me that she was serious, but my head kept me wondering if this was some sort of elaborate prank. I looked around for signs of any bystanders, but there was nobody else around. I slowly walked up to her and put my arms around her. Her crying started to lessen as she put her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me and gave me a peck on my cheek.

"Thank you," she said after a while, "thank you for comforting me. I know I am disgusting to you, but it made me feel better."

"Actually," I told her, "You are the single most beautiful person I have ever met. I always assumed that there was nothing between your ears, but I have always thought of you as incredibly gorgeous. You have a flawless body, but my favorite part of you is your smile. Not the fake smile you have when you are cheering, but your real smile when you laugh. You are angelic when your face lights up with laughter."

Amber hugged me tighter and put her lips on mine. She began to kiss me in earnest and I felt her breasts rubbing against my chest. I wanted to do so much more, but I had no idea where to begin. Instead, I led her back to my room and she lay down next to me on my bed. We talked for a few hours about our families and friends. I learned that she had told my sister that she had a secret crush, but had not yet told her who it was. We also talked about our friends, our expectations, how we could possibly make a relationship work and we spent a great deal of time kissing.

Amber was very easy to talk to and I quickly started to see her for the person she was and not just her amazing body. Though I desired her greatly, I made no move other than to kiss her on her lips. It turned out she was actually very smart and had read a lot of the same books I had read. We had very similar tastes in music and movies. We were a match made in heaven, but there was no way I could tell anybody.

"Now," she said realizing she had to get back to my sister, "I have to go, but I need you to promise me something very important."

"What is that?" I asked, though I was sure I knew what was coming.

"If you promise not to tell anybody about this visit, I will come back to see you again the next time I spend the night at your house. I want to see you, but I am not ready for anybody else to know yet."

"I understand," I told her, "Besides, nobody would believe I had the hottest girl in school in my bed and kissed her. Nope, nobody would believe me."

With that said Amber came back and kissed me again on the lips before leaving to go back to my sister's room. I thought about her and everything that had happened for the rest of the night. Was there a way to make this relationship work? Was I a fool to even consider such a thing? There were too many questions to answer, the last few of which centered on what Amber's feelings truly might be. Did she really care about me? Was I some sort of dare among the girls? Was the fact that Whitney was my sister make me some sort of forbidden object that she would not care about in the light of the day?

After our initial encounter over popcorn in the late night hours after my best football game of the year, Amber very carefully found ways to be alone with me. She would come visit me in the middle of the night when she was spending the night at my house with my sister. She managed to get partnered up with me in our only shared class so that we had to spend some time together on our science experiments. We talked about our interests and dreams, about our friends and experiences, and shared our feelings. I was really starting to believe that we were falling in love.

The day I really started to believe our relationship might have a chance was the day she blew off my sister and their friends and asked me to take her out. We went a few towns over where neither of us knew anybody and saw a movie together. We held hands for the entire length of the romantic comedy we were watching. When I realized that Amber was even more beautiful than the female star of the movie, I felt like the luckiest man in the entire world at that moment.

My time with Amber was really starting to have an effect on me. I was playing better and better as I had a huge boost in confidence and it showed on the field. Our football season ended with a disappointing loss, but I had made the play that gave us the lead with a few minutes to go in the game. I intercepted a poorly thrown pass and ran it back for my fourth touchdown of the season. However our quarterback, and captain, fumbled with less than a minute to go and they were able to score on that play. We were unable to score on our final drive, so we lost in the state semifinals.

That night, Amber and I had our very first conversation about sex. It was actually kind of interesting, because another cheerleader had all but offered to give me a blowjob at the party that night if I asked her out. I did not go to the party, but Amber went with the other cheerleaders. The football quarterback/captain and the head cheerleader broke up that night and he asked out Amber. Apparently, fumbling the ball and losing the game was enough to derail their true love, especially since I had taken his spot in the starting line-up of the basketball team during the summer league season.

Later that night after we had discussed what happened at the party and the other people that wanted to date us, Amber told me, "I have to confess something to you. I was slightly jealous when I heard that Brooke offered to give you a blowjob. I thought about it for a while during the party and I realized that I am attracted to you as a person, mentally, emotionally and sexually. I am a virgin, and when we are both ready, I think I want you to be my first."

I was blown away by her admission to being a virgin, and I was as well, so I told her, "I would love for you to be my first also. I would love to share this experience with you."

Amber and I continued our secret relationship and really started to get closer. My own popularity was starting to grow as we got into our basketball season, as I had become the team's leading scorer. We were each tested as people were constantly asking us on dates. I got almost as many requests as Amber did, which I found very funny. It even got to the point where my own sister had to get involved.

"Chuck," she said one day, "some of my friends, against my better judgment, having been trying to get you to go out with them. They are upset because you ignore them and absolutely refuse to go out to a movie with either of them. They even asked me to talk to you for them. Are you interested in Erica or Emily?"

"Sorry sis," I told her," but I am not interested in Erica or Emily. There is somebody, but that is not something you need to worry about."

"If you are talking about Amber," Whitney replied, "then you have no chance. Not only is she way out of your league, she is seeing somebody. Nobody knows who it is, but most of us think it is some college guy."

"Well, thanks for the info sis," I replied and then left.

I really wanted to tell her the truth just to shut her up, but that was not fair to Amber. Sometimes I felt like she must be ashamed of me, but at other times I recognized how much easier our relationship was as a result of nobody knowing about it. The moment people know something, they will start trying to push us apart. Even though we talked all night online a couple times per week, we needed something to happen that would allow us to spend a lot of time together alone.

The exact thing we needed came about two weeks before Christmas. With Amber and my sister being friends for a long time, our parents and her parents also became friends over the years. They decided, with all of us being over the age of eighteen now, that they were going to leave the three of us alone in our house while the four of them went on a Caribbean cruise. Amber's only sibling is an older brother who was away at college.

My basketball team was playing in a holiday tournament and our parents knew that we would have to go to all of those games while they were gone, so they figured that it would help keep us out of trouble. My dad installed nanny cams in the living room and told us that if the feed was broken or if he saw a party on the screen, then we would be punished for the rest of our lives. My sister realized that we could easily go party elsewhere as long as we did not have it at our house.

As my parents left, Amber brought her stuff over and was staying in the guest room for a week while my parents were gone. Unfortunately, the guest room was on the other side of my sister's room from mine, so she would have trouble sneaking into my room without getting caught unless she was sure my sister was asleep.

The first night nothing happened because I went to sleep early. Unfortunately, I had an early game the next day and definitely needed the sleep. We won the game and then went back to school for practice. Whitney and Amber took my car back home and promised to come get me. When practice got out, I went outside and there was Amber in my car. She had come to pick me up by herself.

"So, where is my uncaring twin sister?" I asked laughingly.

"There is a party tonight and she really wanted to go. I told her that I did not feel very well and that I would take care of picking you up and then make you get me dinner and cater to my every whim. She told me that you would do it without question since you have a monster crush on me. She told me that I could take advantage of you as long as I was careful not to lead you on too much."

"Yeah," I told Amber, "she tried to convince me to go out with Erica or Emily. I told her that I was interested in somebody else and she guessed that it was you. She told me that I have no chance with you. She also indicated to me that your secret boyfriend would kick my ass if he found out."

"That would be extremely funny," Amber replied. "I think it would be awesome to watch you try to kick your own ass."

We laughed together as she drove the rest of the way back to my house. It was a great experience to just be alone with her and having a good time together. I was really looking forward to an entire evening just the two of us. When we went inside, I asked her what she wanted for dinner and she said that she wanted to cook something. I had no problems with that, so I went ahead to the bathroom as I knew I needed a shower.

A few minutes later, I heard somebody moving around in the bathroom. I looked out and there was Amber, completely naked. I had no idea what was going on, but she pushed me aside and got into the shower with me. I started to speak, but she put a finger to my lips, shook her head, and then kissed me.

The kiss we shared in that moment was more incredible than any we had ever shared before. A combination of our lack of clothes, the hot water, and the thrill of spending a week under the same roof had me very excited. Amber noticed it immediately, and touched my manhood for the very first time. It was a new experience for both of us.

"Amber," I said to her, "what is going on here?"

"Well, I think I am going to give you a hand job in the shower, and then we are going to go downstairs to eat a frozen pizza and watch a romantic movie. We are going to hold hands and probably kiss during appropriate moments of the movie and then you are going to carry me up to your room and make love to me. I am ready to lose my virginity to you tonight in your bed."

Not wanting to ruin the moment, I just nodded my head and pulled Amber in for another kiss. Meanwhile, she reached between my legs and started stroking my already hardened cock. She was a little hesitant at first, but she quickly got into a good rhythm. The faster she stroked, the harder I was trying to kiss her. I quickly got to the point where I was no longer going to be able to hold it in, so I warned her that I was about to blow. She moved slightly me and positioned my cock so that I would cover her breasts.

I shot my load onto Amber's breasts and she just smiled. I pulled her in for another kiss and then helped her clean my junk off of her skin. We finished our shower together and then I helped her dry off. While I dried myself off, she went ahead and started putting on the clothes she had brought into the bathroom with her. First, she put on a sexy black bra and then a black skirt. She put on this tiny gray top with red patterns on it that made her look incredibly sexy. She started to put on her matching black panties, but changed her mind and then threw them to me as she walked out.

I was quickly hard again after watching that little show and holding a pair of her panties in my hands. I ran back to my room and put on some jeans and a button down shirt that Amber had told me was her favorite. I did not bother with shoes and socks, but I did put on my boxer shorts and stuffed her panties into my pocket. When I got downstairs, the pizza only had a few minutes left and Amber was sitting on the couch watching me with a big smile on her face. I couldn't help but return that smile.

"How are you feeling stud?" she asked.

"I am great," I told her, "but the weirdest thing just happened."

"Really," she asked, "what happened?"

"Some crazy, yet lovable, girl just walked into my shower and informed me that I am supposed to make love to her tonight. If you are truly okay with it, I will not turn her down, but I want to make sure that my girlfriend is really ready."

"I am," Amber replied simply.

I waited there for a few moments, and then pulled the frozen pizza out of the oven when the timer went off. I cut it into slices and put them on a plate and took them over to the couch where Amber was waiting. She smiled again as I sat down next to her. She turned on the romantic comedy, and we ate our pizza as we watched the movie. When we were done with our pizza, she put her head on my shoulder and we held hands.

Whenever something truly romantic occurred during the movie, we kissed and the whole thing felt simply amazing. By the time the movie was over, neither of us was watching anymore and we were making out on the couch. Just like she had requested, I picked her up into my arms and carried her to my bed. I set her down gently, and started removing my jeans while Amber just watched me.

I stripped out of all of my clothes, but Amber still was wearing her skirt, bra, and top. I helped her remove her top and then her skirt, and then I joined her on the bed. Since her panties were already in the drawer in my bedside table, the only left for me to remove was her bra. As I lay there with her, I decided I wanted her to have more control over this situation, so I positioned myself on my back with her on top of me. It worked out very well, as she guided her opening right to the top of my hardened cock, but she then paused for a moment.

"Are you sure you are ready to do this?" I asked her.

"I am ready," she responded slowly, "I am just afraid that this is going to hurt. Everybody told me that the first time is very painful."

"We'll take it very slowly, my love," I told her as I leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

Amber mistakenly rocked her hips as we kissed and slipped part of the way down my condom covered cock. She took a deep breath and then forced herself the rest of the way down. Her hymen broke and she stopped for just a moment. There was a little blood and she screamed. She got up, took my condom and threw it away, and then she had me get up so we could remove the sheets.

I pulled her in for another kiss and my cock slapped her stomach as I said to her, "Let me go find another condom and we can continue making love."

"No, that is not necessary," she told me.

I was disappointed, as I had only been in her long to take her cherry, but then she smiled and said, "I am on the pill. I have been for some time, ever since I told my mother that I had a secret boyfriend and I wanted him to take my virginity."

We kissed again, but we were standing, so I had to think of something else. I laid the non-fitted sheet back down on top of the bed and had Amber straddle me once more. I helped her guide my cock back inside her, and slowly Amber slid down my length once more. It was a perfect fit as I sat there in awe. Here I was, one of the most unpopular guys in school, and I had just lost my virginity to and taken the virginity of the most beautiful girl in school.

Amber rotated her hips just a little as she went up and down and that helped her go deeper and she was moaning about how good it felt. I did my best to focus only on her, trying to ensure my stamina would be worthy of the situation. We continued for what seemed like hours as I grabbed her ass and helped to lift her up and down my shaft.

Amber rode me and rode me like there was no tomorrow, but it did not seem to me like she was getting as close to an orgasm as I was at that moment. I tried to attack her breasts, but I realized we had never removed her bra. I fumbled with it a little, before Amber reached down and helped me out by undoing the snap in the back for me. Once it was off, I started licking and sucking on her breasts like a baby in need of milk.

Even though I did not know exactly what I was doing, I eventually learned from listening to her exactly what worked for her and what did not. She was really moaning and groaning now, and I knew it was just a matter of time for both of us. I took one of her nipples into my mouth while one of my hands was pinching the other and my free hand was helping to lift Amber's sweet ass up and down.

"I am so close," I mumbled to her after releasing her nipple from my mouth.

"Oh god, fill me up with your sperm. Shoot your load inside me. Oh baby, I want to cum so badly. Mm... this is so good," she moaned in response.

Amber was on the edge now, but it just seemed to me like I could not quite get her over the edge. I was trying and trying, but thrusting inside her was difficult from my back. I decided to push up on her and rolled her over so that she was on her back and I was now on top. From this position, I was able to push harder and harder with my cock.

"Oh right there," she started moaning," that feels so good. Harder... faster... oh fuck me just like that... oh... yes... so good."

I really started pushing harder and faster into Amber's pussy. I felt like I was going to split her open, but it felt so amazing to be inside her. I was boiling with heat and I knew I was going to explode inside her at any moment. Amber was really screaming now and her body was starting to shake just a little. We were both on the verge. I leaned in and kissed her and then bit one of her nipples just a little bit harder than I had meant to do.

Even though it was not my intention, crushing Amber's rock hard nipple with my teeth was exactly what she needed to have an incredibly powerful orgasm. Her pussy clenched down on my cock like a vise, and it almost hurt as my balls finally released and emptied into her burning pussy. It was the most incredible experience of my life.

Amber and I were both on an incredible high that lasted a long time. It was euphoria that I never wanted to have end. Slowly, my senses started to return to normal and I realized I was still on top of Amber. I gave her another kiss and I had just enough thought to pull the covers on top of us as I rolled off of her. We each drifted off to sleep and I had the most incredible night of sleep ever.

Amber and I both woke up to a very loud scream from the hallway. It was my sister, but I had no idea what was going on at that moment. I gave Amber a little kiss and we stopped when we heard Whitney scream again.

"Wake up Chuck," my sister yelled. "I went to check on Amber and she is missing. Wake up; you have to help me find her."

Before I could even respond, Whitney entered my room and started screaming for the third time. Amber and I were both still naked, though my sheets covered us. It was obvious to her what had really happened. Whitney left my room immediately and Amber quickly followed her after stopping just long enough to put on one of my t-shirts and the black panties from my drawer.

Amber came back later and told me that Whitney was still upset, but that everything would be okay. We spent the rest of the day together, watching television and getting ready for my game that night. I had the best game of my life, scoring 31 points, as my team upset the highest rated team in the tournament. I waved to Amber after the game and she was coming over to talk to me when my coach stopped me.

"Chuck, I do not know what you changed that has you playing so well this year, but do not change a thing," my coach said. "Whatever you did last night, I want you to do that again as we will need another great game from you if we are going to win this thing."

I looked at Amber and she smiled. She had heard what my coach said and gave me a quick hug even though I was covered with sweat.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "I think we can skip the movie since we did not really watch it anyway. But after dinner, what do you think if I wear my cheerleading uniform to your bed tonight?"