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{ASSM} Amber, Naked at Playschool (ped, gb, oral, group)
By ssmith293
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Amber, Naked at Playschool (ped, gb, oral, group)
By ssmith293
Amber hated new clothes. The starch and such always chafed. They
often had stiff polyester lace or seams that were scratchy. Her mother
was filling out the forms to enroll her in playschool. The teacher was
rambling about the other students and the rules and etc. The only thing
that Amber noticed though, was that the waist seam of her dress was
digging into her hip and scratching her. She fidgeted in her chair and
tugged at her dress. She pulled at her hem to get it more comfortable.
She shifted in her chair and flipped the hem of her dress, showing all in
the office her purple, cotton panties. Her mind wondered to the
shopping trip yesterday when they got this scratchy dress.
She had gone with her mother, Ruthie, to the mall last night to buy new
clothes. Her old outfits were faded and getting tight. Amber was
growing and her clothes seemed to be shrinking. They had found a nice
store with a whole floor full of clothes.
Her mother had selected several brightly colored dresses and grabbed
Amber by the hand and led her to a dressing room. She stood Amber
on the seat and pulled her little dress up over her head. Amber liked the
dressing room. It had mirrors everywhere.
She twisted and turned looking at herself in the mirrors. All the while,
her mom tried to check out the new dresses to make sure they were the
right size. The last dress was the only one that came close to fitting her.
So Amber's mom left it on her and told Amber to stay put while she got
bigger sizes that would fit better.
Amber, however, did not want to stay in the dressing room. The store
was so bright and she knew some of the clothes felt smooth and soft.
When she had come into the store, Amber had held her hand out and
felt every thing they walked past. Each was different. Some were silky
and some were smooth. But, the dress her mother left her wearing was
scratchy. She didn't like that.
She pulled off the scratchy dress and sneaked out of the dressing room
to find a nicer feeling dress. She wanted one without the scratchy lace.
On her way down an aisle, Amber saw herself in a three way mirror.
She stopped to get a better look. She stepped in and turned around
looking at herself from all angles. She could see her own butt in the
mirror. It was a captivating sight. She wondered -- then she pulled
down her panties and discarded them on the floor behind her. She paid
little attention to the panties since they were just an old, white pair and
she wanted a pair of silky ones just like her mother's.
She giggled and turned around, bent over, and looked at herself through
her legs. She made a funny, upside down face at herself. Then she saw
it again -- her butt. It looked funny upside-down. She stood up, twisted
around and looked at it in the mirrors. She still thought it looked silly.
She wiggled it from side to side, turning. Then she wiggled it by
shifting her weight from one foot to the other. That made her butt
cheeks sort of bounce back and forth. She did it again. Her butt looked
really funny when it bounced back and forth. She also liked the way
her butt cheeks felt as they rubbed against one another.
Amber looked over her shoulder in the mirror and saw the dresses
behind her. She remembered how good some of them felt. She was
oblivious to the fact that her bare butt was on display as she retraced her
steps toward the front door.
Amber was also unconcerned that her mother had lost track of her. She
was on a mission. She was going for good feeling clothes. After she
got the good feeling dress, she was going to look for silky panties, just
like her mother's. So off she went, down the aisle with her hand out so
she could feel the clothes to find the nice ones.
Ruthie had to search through the store and into the next to find Amber.
Amber, of course, was thumbing through the clothes. She had just
found a velvet dress. She rubbed her chest and titties up and down
against the cloth. She liked the contrast between the feeling when
rubbing with the grain and against the grain of the velvet. It felt smooth
and slippery when she rubbed her titties down the velvet dress. When
she rubbed upward against the grain the velvet felt prickly against her
titties. Rubbing against the velvet made her nipples stand-up. Each
time her nipple bumped across a seam, it sent a delicious quiver right
down to her poochie. That's when Ruthie saw her. She was rubbing up
against a velvet dress with her bare butt bobbing up and down.
Ruthie was not surprised. She knew about Amber's disdain for clothes
and her delight with bare skin. She asked Amber where her dress and
panties were. Amber, however, could not be bothered and continued to
bob up and down, rubbing her chest against the velvet. Her nipples
were so hard and so tingly. The harder and faster she pressed her chest
against the velvet, the better it felt.
Her mother smiled broadly at her and held Amber's hand firmly saying
that she had some dresses next door for Amber to try. On their way
next door, Amber said that she wanted satin panties just like her
mother's.
Earlier at home when her mother was dressing, Amber had felt her
mom's satin panties. She had picked the satin panties up off the floor
when her mother had dropped them. Amber had rubbed the satin across
her cheek and sighed at its smoothness. Her mother had slipped on the
panties and had given Amber a big hug. Amber had reached around her
mother's bottom and had felt the smooth satin stretched across her
mother's butt. In the store just now, as her mother gave her a big hug,
she felt the satin panties through her mother's dress. She really wanted
smooth, satiny panties.
Ruthie looked for the satin panties but, of course did not see any size 4.
So, she bought Amber a package of the colorful, cotton ones and
slipped a pair onto her.
Amber was a little pissed that her mother did not listen to her and did
not get her any fancy, silky, panties like she really wanted. So when her
mother was paying for the clothes, she slipped out of her panties and
kicked them behind the sale sign. When she was bending over and
pulling them off, she felt the air on her butt from a nearby fan. It felt
so
good to just let the wind from the fans blow the air up onto her butt.
Experimentally she turned around to see what it would feel like blowing
up her slit and onto her "feel good" place. She held her dress up as she
turned. She grinned and shivered as the wind hit her between her legs
full force. It was so icy just at her slit. Her nipples crinkled up and
her
butt flexed making her bump her pelvis forward. In doing so she
exposed even more of her wet slit to the wind. Amber giggled at the
new, fresh feeling. Bumping was a fun game and she kept bumping her
pelvis into the wind while her mother finished paying for the clothes.
Amber jolted back to the present as her mother stood up at the desk.
Her mother had finished filling out the school forms. She picked up
Amber and gave her a goodby hug and kiss. She told her she would be
back after school. The teacher grabbed Amber by her hand and told her
of the toys and kids as she lead her outside. Amber, though, wasn't
paying much attention. She tugged at her sleeve that was starting to feel
scratchy under her arm.
Amber had no sooner gotten outside and started to play before she
realized she had to pee. Although she had to pee really badly, she didn't
want to go back inside. There were new toys and all the kids were
yelping and whooping and having fun. She did not want to miss one
second.
"Its too much fun right now," she thought. "I'll just hold it for a little
while till I go back inside."
Of course, the longer she put the task off, the more her pee muscles
started to hurt and cramp. Finally she couldn't wait any longer and
started to dance around looking for a place to pee. She wanted a place
outside so she wouldn't miss anything. She saw a place behind the tree
where her teacher wouldn't see her. She knew that she would not get a
lemon drop for going in the potty chair, but it would be worth it.
Amber knew she had to bend her knees and spread them apart so her
pee would not splash and run down her legs. It was awkward trying to
keep it from splashing on her legs. Yesterday she had seen her
neighbor spread her slit apart with her fingers when she had peed. She
tried it herself and it worked. She did not get any pee on her thighs this
time. She wiggled her hips a little and giggled as her pee splashed
against a dandelion flower.
The boys watched the sight with awe. They hadn't been able to see the
other girl, Jennifer. She had always gone in and closed the door when
she went potty. Jose was reminded of his neighbor's bitch when he
watched her pee. Only today Amber was standing up and he got a clear
view as her stream arced out from her pink, hairless slit.
Amber found her panties were too wet to put back on. They were a little
soggy. And besides, they were not the silky, satin kind that her mother
wore. So Amber kicked them off her ankle and they landed behind
some petunias where their white and purple color blended in with the
blossoms.
Amber was happy her butt was bare. She didn't like panties because
they were always riding up between her butt cheeks and chafing. She
rejoiced, feeling free and happy. In that moment of exuberance, she did
a cartwheel. She was unconcerned that her dress had flipped up and
had shown her bare butt and crotch.
The boys punched each other and pushed and shoved to climb onto the
big-toy tower so they could duplicate Amber's peeing trick. They stood
so their backs were toward the teacher. They knew they would get in
trouble if the teacher caught them. In doing so, they were looking
straight at Amber when they started to pee. Amber saw Aaron peel his
foreskin back and let out a sigh as he started to pee. The other boys
joined in just as Aaron's stream finished.
Amber stared at the boys. The sight of the boys' thingies astounded her.
They waved them around as each aimed his piss. She saw them aim
their pee to arc over and fall past the edge of the sand and onto the
grass that ringed the play area. Elroy's lasted the longest. She hadn't
even seen a thingie before and now there were three of them waving in
front of her.
Amber wanted to investigate those. She wanted to know what they
were and how they felt. She wanted to see one up close. "What is that
thingie you peed with?" she asked as she started to climb up the big-toy.
The boys started to clamber away. One slid down the pole and another
down the giant slide. Elroy, however, had a hard time with his zipper
and just barely got away down the slide before Amber could catch him.
She slid down right behind him and ran after him across the sand. Elroy
was ducking and cutting to avoid being caught by a girl.
She chased Elroy down and grabbed his arm. They twisted and both
fell as they tripped on the edge of the grass. They landed with arms and
legs jumbled together and started to roll around and wrestle with each
other.
It was fun wrestling with Elroy. She relished feeling Elroy brush
against her skin as they rolled around and he slipped between her legs.
Amber felt his stiff thingie as they rolled over in the grass. It had poked
out through his fly and brushed against her thigh. She brushed it with
her hand. That reminded Amber that she wanted to find out about that
thingie. She wanted to know what it felt like.
Elroy didn't like Amber's aggressiveness. He was squirming and trying
to get away. Amber was trying to get his button undone and the zipper
the rest of the way down so she could get a good look at Elroy's thingie.
When she finally got his pants undone and half off, she saw that it was
hooked onto him. His thingie was attached right where her slit and
"feel good place" would have been. It looked so odd to her. There
were also those other things down there. She felt and rubbed his dick
and balls roughly. Elroy was not sure he liked what Amber was doing.
However, he was mesmerized by the sight of Amber sitting on his
thighs with her legs spread widely.
Her pussy was staring him right in the face. His thingie got stiffer as he
gazed at the exotic sight. Amber was fascinated to see his thingie grow
and the head poke out of the skin at the end. She felt his stiff, hard,
prick. It was hot and it twitched in her hand. She liked that. Maybe it
would be fun to play with it. She reached out again to touch and feel
his prick. This time she was gentle. Elroy settled down a bit when
Amber gently rubbed his dick. Each time she touched it, it twitched.
She stroked down his prick and the foreskin peeled away revealing the
whole helmet shaped head. She marveled at its silky feeling. It seemed
to have its own heartbeat as she stroked it. Elroy bumped his hips up
when she stretched the foreskin tightly. She smiled at Elroy because it
was fun and she liked to look at his prick. It was almost purple instead
of pink like her slit. She almost couldn't believe it -- the thing had
grown right out from his foreskin. She liked the way Elroy would hump
his hips every time she stroked his dick. She breathed deeply and
smelled his maleness as she stroked his dick again. Just the smell of
him made her poochie itchy. Amber then wondered what it would taste
like.
She leaned forward and got her lips around it. At the same time as he
humped his hips she gave it a big lick and it slid into her mouth. She
liked the rich, heady taste. Elroy groaned as she sucked it into her
mouth. Amber thought that his thingie felt like a live carrot stick and
tasted just like her daddy smelled. She took it all in her mouth and
sucked on it and swirled her tongue around it. It kept twitching and
wiggling in her mouth. That made her so happy that she grinned at him
and started to hum her favorite song.
Elroy was overcome by the exquisite sensations he felt when her tongue
scraped his dick head and Amber's humming sent him through the
clouds. He jerked away not understanding the intense feeling that she
was giving him. He jumped up and bumped Amber onto the ground as
he ran away.
She was disappointed she could not continue because she had liked the
way he smelled. She also had liked the little thrill that ran through her
each time she moved her tongue across his thingie. She had liked the
way he squirmed and jerked when she had moved her mouth up and
down on his prick. Well, he had run off.
Anyway, she wondered about her new discovery. She wondered if her
dad had a thingie. She wondered why Elroy's grew out the top of its
skin. She wondered why the boys were so different from her. She
wondered why it twitched so.
Amber got up and stepped on the hem of her dress as she started to rise
up. She stumbled and almost fell. She hated clothes that got in her
way. Amber had just about had it with her new dress. Earlier, she had
almost tripped on it climbing up the big-toy. Now the dress was hot
and it seemed that every seam was scratchy. Its synthetic fabric made
her sweaty.
Her mother always told her she had to get dressed to go outside. Now,
she noted, she already was outside, so that didn't apply anymore, and
besides, her mother could not see her.
So -- she whipped her dress off. Her bare skin felt divine in the dappled
shade of the tree. It felt heavenly when she stepped into the late
morning sun. She did a pirouette to get sun all over herself. As she
stood at the edge of the grass she absent mindedly reached across her
chest and started to toy with her nipple.
The nipple felt so special. It radiated a pleasantly exquisite feeling as
she played with it. A nice tight feeling spread out from the nipple. In
her exuberance, she squeezed a little too hard with her thumb and finger
and it took the good feeling away. It felt better when she just brushed it
or lightly rubbed over it. So she went back to just lightly touching and
grazing it with her fingertips. As she watched Jennifer playing in the
sand, she continued to toy with her nipple and tug on it just a little bit.
She enjoyed that good feeling throughout her breast. So, she continued
to tug on it as she walked over to help make sand castles.
Just as she got to the sand, Jose threw some sand up into the breeze.
Some of it got into Jennifer's hair. Jennifer threw some sand back at
him.
A few grains of the coarse sand accidentally hit Amber on her titties and
made her already sensitive nipples tingly. She liked that and turned just
in time to get a handful that Jose had meant for Jennifer. The handful
of sand hit her straight across her bare titties. That made both of
Amber's titties tingle and the nipples get hard and crinklily. She stood
there waiting for another handful of sand and the good tingly feeling.
She had closed her eyes, thrust her chest out and was holding her
breath.
Jennifer, however, chased Jose off and then turned to Amber to give her
some comfort.
She hugged Amber and started to brush off the sand from Amber's back
and then her shoulder. She stepped back and brushed the sand off
Amber's chest and then blew off the dust left on her tittie. Amber
shuddered as Jennifer blew on her tittie. It felt like kitty fur brushing
her when Jennifer blew across her tittie. Kind of like the velvet did last
night at the store when she had rubbed herself.
Jennifer blew some more dust off the other tittie and then brushed
across Amber's nipple with her fingers. The nipple puckered up and got
hard. Amber felt her nipple bounce against each of Jennifer's fingers.
Each bump caused a thrill to run across her chest and down to her
crotch. The sensations were so much brighter than when she toyed with
them herself. She swelled up her chest as Jennifer stroked across her
nipples with both hands.
Jennifer looked again at Amber's cute nipples. She knew about milky
boobs. Her mother had just had another baby and was nursing it. She
had let Jennifer have a suck so she would understand what the baby was
doing. Jennifer decided to try sucking on Amber's tit and see if it had
milk too.
Amber giggled and cooed as Jennifer sucked and tongued one of her
nipples and then the other. It felt delightful. Her nipple and whole
breast tightened and throbbed as Jennifer sucked on each in turn. It was
both more intense and more diffuse. Amber couldn't believe how much
nicer it felt for Jennifer to suck on her boob than anything she had tried
before.
Although Amber gave no milk, she giggled and cooed as Jennifer
suckled. It felt both exciting and also strangely relaxing at the same
time.
Aaron wanted to get in on the fun. He soon began sucking on Amber's
other tittie. Aaron was playful and decided to flip his tongue across
Amber's nipple. Amber let out a little eeek and jerked as she felt her
nipple flip back and forth under Aaron's tongue. Aaron cupped her
breast with both hands because Amber was jerking so much. He would
squeeze her breast a little as she jerked.
This jerking caused her to hump back and forth against his leg. Amber's
boobies felt like they were in heaven. She liked the contrast of
Jennifer's soft sucking and Aaron's vigorous tonguing and squeezing.
She went from humping Aaron's leg to seriously rubbing her slit and
"feel-good-bump" against his thigh. The sensations in her boobies and
crotch started to merge into a glorious tension. As she got worked up,
even that stimulation was not enough. She stuck her hand down and
rubbed around and around her clit. Each sweep her fingers made
around her bump felt so sensitive. When she bumped over the ridge at
the top of her slit, she jerked at the exquisite thrill. She continued to
sweep her fingers around her bump till she had shuddered several times.
The teacher was unconcerned with nudity. Her family were naturalists
and her uncle had been a sponsor of the laws that established the Girls'
Enhancement Program at the high schools. She didn't notice that
Amber's dress had accidentally gotten buried in the sand pile when the
sand castle had collapsed. Neither did she notice that Amber's panties
were still in the petunias.
She called the children into the classroom to study their ACB's. Amber
and her friends wanted to stay outside and play some more. Amber was
still in that lethargic, post orgasmic state and so was the last into the
classroom. She took a seat next to her friend, Aaron, and looked down.
Her eyes got big and her face suddenly lost its color.
"EEEK, a spider!" shouted Amber. She jumped up and crashed into
Aaron and they both fell backward and bumped onto the floor in a
tangled mess. Amber was laying almost on top of Aaron.
Bill scooped up the spider and threw it onto Amber. It landed on
Amber's butt.
Aaron didn't like spiders either. When he saw it land right on Amber's
bare butt just inches from his face, it frightened him a lot. He frantically
tried to swat it but succeeded in only swatting Amber's butt. He slapped
at the spider again and still only hit Amber's butt. She screeched at the
stingy slaps. Aaron slapped at the spider again but it scurried down
Amber's butt crack. Amber thrashed her legs at the twin sensations of
the tickley spider and the tingly slaps that Aaron continued to mete out.
She knew she had not been bad and the slaps did not hurt like when her
dad whipped her for being bad. These slaps felt tingly and good and
Amber was starting to like them. Amber looked right into Aaron's eyes
and smiled at him. She yelped at each spank. So he continued to reach
around her and slap her butt till it was bright pink. It felt so tingly to
Amber that she just had to rub her "feel good place." She continued to
rub herself till she got the rush and relief that always came. Only this
time, when it came, it was twice as tingly as before. She was tingly all
over.
As Amber was rubbing herself, her lips puffed up, and Aaron forgot the
spider as he noticed Amber's delightful smell. He liked the smell for it
reminded him of his favorite baby-sitter. He wanted to know if Amber
would taste as good as she smelled. So when Amber came and she
finally relaxed her hand away from her poochie, Aaron was ready.
He slipped his mouth over her slit and licked a long slurpy lick the full
length of it. She felt his tongue come to her special bump when he got
to the top of her slit. As his tongue rode up over the bump, Amber
jumped and squealed. He must have thought she tasted good, or maybe
he just liked to hear Amber squeal because he licked her again and
again and she squealed each time.
It took some time for the teacher to straighten out things. By the time
that she had restored order to the class, the ABC period was almost
over. It was getting late in the day so she decided to just call a toys-
and-game period for the remaining time. She relaxed and walked over
to her desk as the kids started to play again.
Amber went over to the box filled with the stuffed animals. She picked
up a cute gorilla.
"It's mine," exclaimed Bill as he jerked the animal away from Amber.
Jennifer tried to soothe over the dispute as she gave Amber a fuzzy
stuffed bear. Bill then grabbed the fuzzy bear. Jennifer stepped in
again and offered Amber an even fuzzier pink armadillo that matched
an octopus she liked.
All three kids started to run their animals across the other two. They
were pushing the animals onto each other and over their legs and backs.
Amber was on her hands and knees when Bill slid his bear up the inside
of Amber's leg and across her crotch. Since she had no panties on, the
friction felt good. In fact, it felt so good to Amber that she humped her
still-tingly butt back at Bill's fuzzy bear. She got another tingle in her
"feel good place" as Bill slid the bear back across her crotch. The
tingles erupted into four pure bolts of ecstasy as Bill's knuckles ruffled
lightly back across her clit.
Her mother had told her that she wasn't to rub herself there. However,
it felt so good and anyway she wasn't doing the rubbing -- Bill was. So,
it must be OK. Amber cooed and moaned as Bill kept up the rubbing.
He must have thought that Amber's moans were especially neat to hear
because he synchronized his rubbing with her moans. Besides, she kept
looking back at him and smiling cutely so he would know that she liked
being rubbed.
Amber's moans reminded Jose of a scene he had witnessed. He had seen
his dog and the next door bitch go at it yesterday. His mother had
shoed him back into the house. Now, he remembered how the bitch's
moaning sounded. Amber moaned at exactly the same pitch. He
wondered why Amber was hurting so badly that she was moaning.
Both yesterday and again just now, that moaning sound had made his
pee-pee get hard. It was sticking out of the leg of his loose shorts.
He didn't want Amber to feel bad and to hurt so much that she moaned.
He wanted to tell her that everything would be all right. As he stepped
up beside her to pet her head, his pee-pee poked her in the cheek.
Amber instinctively turned her head as if to capture a nipple.
She sucked Jose's dick into her mouth and continued to moan. She was
still bucking against Bill behind her. He continued to rub around her
clit with a syncopated motion. The bucking made her bump her nose
against Jose's pubic bone and then slide her lips back to the tip of Jose's
dick. Amber was in ecstasy. It was a kaleidoscope of wonderful
sensations and smells. Jose smelled so good when she stuck her nose
into his crotch. He humped back at her as she bumped against him.
She liked his fresher taste better than Elroy's. She sucked and licked
harder till Jose stiffened and jerked several times.
Amber shuddered and squealed and shuddered again in ecstasy as her
climax washed over her. She collapsed onto the soft rug. Bill followed
her and lay with his arm over her hip. His face was on her fanny. He
licked and nibbled at her fanny now and again as they all caught their
breath. Amber shivered and squeaked with each lick and nip. Her
breathing took longer to return to normal because of the licking and
nipping. She could feel Jose still petting her hair. She was too tired to
move so she just mouthed his still stiff pee-pee.
The kids looked out of the windows and saw a line of cars pulling into
the driveway. The boys got up. They shrugged their clothes back into
place and ran to meet their moms. The teacher looked over her
shoulder and told Amber her mother was here. As soon as Amber saw
her mom, she ran towards the door and straight into her mother's arms.
Her mom picked her up and Amber snuggled into her mom's breasts.
Her mom smelled so good. She really liked getting hugs from her
mom. Amber started to tell her all about her first day. She gushed her
tale about the big-toy, all about the boys and girl and ABC's and about
the games they had played.
Ruthie finally got around to asking the teacher about Amber's clothes.
They scanned the room and yard but did not see them. Only a small
piece of the dress' hem stuck out from under the sand. The panties
were almost invisible with their purple and white camouflage in the
petunia bed. Oh well, she thought. She would pick them up tomorrow.
Ruthie carried Amber out to the car. By the time she had buckled her
into her car safety seat, Amber was asleep.
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