
                                 Amy
                             by EdensGift

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Amy's my best friend.  She needs best friends right now because the
father of the baby she's due to have in a few weeks left town as soon
as she told him what he'd done.  She's 17, like me and goes to school
full-time while she tries to hold down a part-time job and keep
herself sane.  We hang out together when we manage to find the time
but because of her limited budget we spend most of our time at my
house or at her small apartment above her parents garage.  Sometimes
we rent a movie, or watch television or on some nights, like the one
I'm about to describe, we just hang out.

Amy's so far along in her pregnancy that she gets real uncomfortable
sometimes.  Her legs hurt or her back or sometimes she just needs to
feel the touch of another person who cares about her.  Neither of us
has ever been shy about our bodies.  Neither of us ever had any
reason to be.  Amy's a few inches shorter than my 5'6" and probably
weighed a good 20 pounds less than me before she got pregnant and
both of us filled out a swimsuit in all the right places.  My hair is
long, dark and wavy in comparison to Amy's silky blondeness.  We
never had any shame around each other and it wasn't uncommon to find
either of us nude or partially nude together.  She especially likes
me to rub her back and belly and I like making her feel good.  There
had never been anything sexual between us but I had found myself
wondering more and more what it would be like to taste the milk that
had made Amy's breasts grow from 32B's to their present overflowing D
cup.

Amy and I had talked a lot about sex.  She was quite a bit more
inhibited than me...that is to say she was totally and completely
straight, while I had the tendency to love the one I'm with...whether
the one is male or female.  That never got in the way of our
friendship though.  As a matter of fact, Amy seemed to enjoy the
times I shared my experiences with her.

A couple of days ago we were lounging around the den kind of half
watching a made for television movie and I noticed that she was
sitting very uncomfortably as though her back was bothering her
again.  I told her I'd be glad to give her a massage if she wanted.
She immediately took off her shirt and bra and sat in front of me on
the big leather hassock I was using.

I could feel the tension in her back as I started to rub her
shoulders and about 10 minutes into the back-rub she began to loosen
up and make ooh-ing and ahh-ing sounds that told me it felt good to
her.

I had been concentrating on her shoulders and spine but now I started
rubbing down her sides too, all the way to the elastic waist of her
maternity shorts.  The baby had relieved her of any sign of a waist
but I knew it would come back as soon as the baby was born.  She just
has that kind of pliant, resilient skin.  A couple of times when I
slid my hands up her sides I had felt the beginning swell of her
breasts under my fingertips and each time I felt a little more of a
thrill.  I wanted to touch them, to feel their weight in my hands, to
suck those huge brown nipples into my mouth and taste the warm milk
in them but I didn't dare tell Amy...or did I?

She was obviously enjoying the physical contact and I knew for a fact
it had been over 8 months since she last had sex.  I asked if her
lower belly was achy like it sometimes gets and she said that it was.
I offered to rub it too if she could find a comfortable position.
We finally managed to get her propped up on the big overstuffed sofa
so that her belly was accessible and her back and legs were
supported.  I sat down on the sofa beside her and started stroking
her belly in the slow circular motions that Amy had learned in Lamaze
class and had taught me to do.  She leaned back into the soft
cushiony pillows and closed her eyes drowsily.  I thought she had
dozed off until she whispered, "God, that feels so good," a few
minutes later.  I told her to just relax and let me take care of her
and she must have trusted me because a few minutes later she was
snoring lightly.

I continued to rub her lower belly even pulling her maternity shorts
down underneath her belly so that I could get to the area that felt
the most pressure from the baby.  Amy just kind of relaxed into the
cushions and stretched a little in her sleep.  I had all the time in
the world to examine Amy's body without her noticing.  I watched her
heavy breasts rise and fall with each breath she took and I wanted to
touch them so bad.  I started moving my hands slowly up the curve of
her belly to see if she'd wake up when I changed what I was doing.
She continued breathing deeply and snoring lightly so I just kept on
with what I was doing.  Amy had developed a dark line down the center
of her belly since the pregnancy and I traced it with my finger from
the top of her belly to where it disappeared into her shorts just
above her pubic mound.  Then running my fingertips back up the same
path I traced a line up to one of her dark nipples.  Her skin was
almost translucent and I could see the fine blue lines of her veins
underneath her skin.  Her nipple and darker skin around it had gotten
bigger during her pregnancy and was now as big as the silver dollar
my grandpa gave me when I was 10.  I traced a circle around the edges
of her aureola and her nipple responded by puckering up into a hard
little nugget as her aureola compressed into a ruffled quarter-sized
circle.  I liked that so much that I did the same thing with the
other nipple and watched in amazement as it did the same thing.

By this time I was crazy with the need to take it into my mouth and I
noticed that Amy's breathing hadn't changed a bit so I was feeling a
little bolder.  I slid my fingertips across the rigid tip of Amy's
right nipple and shuddered at the way it felt under my hand.  I was
so horny now that I laid a trembling hand on each of Amy's breasts
and squeezed just a little to feel their fullness in my hands.  I
could feel the tautness of her nipples against the palm of each of my
hands and suddenly felt a corresponding tautness in my lower belly.
I squirmed a little where I was sitting and noticed how my pussy lips
slid against each other wetly.  I was so turned on by Amy's breasts,
by her nakedness, that I could feel the pooling wetness on the crotch
of my panties.

I leaned down slowly and, removing my hand, took Amy's right nipple
into my mouth.  At first I just wanted to feel the texture of it
against my lips but as soon as I touched it I was overcome with the
desire to suck.  I tried to do it gently so that she wouldn't wake up
but I was so carried away that I drew it deep into my mouth.  Amy
groaned and twisted her body slightly and I just knew I was caught
but imagine my surprise when she clutched the back of my head and
pulled me to her.  "Please.  Oh god, please..."  was all she was able
to say but it was more than enough.  Cupping her heavy breasts in
both my hands I pulled them together and began to lick first one
nipple and then the other.  I drew both of them deep into my mouth
and sucked on them till I thought she'd cry out in pain but she
didn't.  Instead she slid further down into the cushions and began
pushing her shorts down with both hands.

I've never been one to miss a sexual cue and it was obvious that
Amy's need was even greater than my own at the moment.  Before she
could get her shorts down to her knees I had slipped one hand between
her plump thighs and began searching for the source of the wetness I
felt in her tangled pubic hair.  My fingertips slid through her hair
and pressed into her plump outer lips.  In my excitement I had a
little trouble finding her slit but Amy guided my fingers to her
center and they slipped easily into her drenched opening.  Amy was
thrashing about on the sofa now, one of her legs raised to free
herself of those awful shorts and her hand was still clamped firmly
to the back of my head.  I raised my head for just a moment and
looked directly into Amy's eyes before plunging my hand into her as
far as it would go.  She tensed almost immediately as her first
orgasm shuddered throughout her body.

I backed off just a little and began to slide my fingers, all four of
them, slowly in and out of Amy's pussy.  She was so wet, so ready for
me that I could easily have pushed my whole hand into her.  Because I
didn't know how much her body could take without harming the baby, I
resisted the impulse.

Amy has a tiny little clit...we'd discussed it before and had even
played "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours"...but I could
feel it growing and pulsing against the side of my hand as I pushed
in and out of her pussy.  I wanted to see it...to feel it between my
fingertips, between my lips...but I wasn't at all sure that Amy was
ready to let go of my head.  Pulling away from her grasp on me I
whispered, "Amy, let me take care of you."  She looked at me with
glazed eyes but laid back into the cushions as her unspoken consent.

I lowered myself to the floor in front of her and pushed her legs
apart as far as they would go.  The overhang of her belly would make
getting to the prize a little more difficult than usual but I was
determined to taste her.  I pushed her even further down into the
soft cushions of the sofa and slid my hands across her bulging pussy
lips.  They seemed almost to throb under my touch and that made me
want her even more.  I took both hands and opened her lips up wide.
She was dark pink, almost red on the inside and I could actually see
drops of moisture forming on her delicately ruffled inner lips.

I leaned my head down and licked up from the bottom of Amy's sweet
little pussy, all the way up the center to the hard little nugget of
her clit.  Amy's legs trembled and she moaned out loud but I knew
that what she was feeling now was nothing compared to what I wanted
her to feel.  I took her clit between my teeth, biting down gently
and began to shake my head from side to side like a dog with a bone.
Amy's thighs clamped down on the sides of my head and I had to push
them apart again before I could continue.  Releasing her clit I
slipped my tongue deep inside her and began to thrust it in and out
as I moved my mouth up and down that wet, fragrant slit.  She cried
out with each new touch and each sound from her lips drove me on to
please her more.  I sucked her small inner lips into my mouth and let
them slide out from between my tightly pursed lips.  I lapped at her
sweet pussy as though I was dying of thirst and she was a fountain of
pure, clean, cool water.

Amy's hips were moving up and down in a frantic rhythm signaling that
she was close to orgasm and I felt as though I were close to one
myself.  As her juices flowed freely into my mouth, down my chin, I
was so turned on by her taste, her smells, the feel of those silky,
sweet lips in my mouth, the honeyed sweetness of her cum, that I
could feel my own pussy beginning to tighten and contract.  I slid my
hand down inside my sweat pants and began to tease my throbbing clit
with the tip of one finger.  I lay back on the carpet and stroked
myself in tight little circles just over the top of my clit.  "Wait,
please, I want to see..."  Amy said and began to tug my sweat pants
down awkwardly.  I lifted my hips and slid them down to my knees
before returning my hand to its place between my legs.  I spread my
knees as far as I could to give Amy a clear view of my pussy and my
fingers working their way in and out of it.

My fingers were dripping with the evidence of my arousal and I knew
my orgasm was bare moments away.  Slowing things down just a bit, to
savor the moment, I slid my fingers out of my pussy and lifted them
to Amy.  Without a moment's hesitation she took my hand in hers and
pulled my fingers to her lips.  Looking into my eyes she sucked each
finger into her mouth and cleaned it with her tongue.  The look on
her face was pure lust and I knew she would never see my naked body
in the same light again.

Amy pushed my hand back to my crotch and encouraged me with a look to
finish what I'd started.  With a few deft strokes of my fingers I
pushed myself to the edge of the abyss and fell in.  With my other
hand I reached for Amy and our fingers intertwined as I lost all
control and began to thrust my hips into the air.  My body was
wracked with the gut-wrenching spasms of an incredible orgasm.  I
felt waves of sensation wash over me, rippling out from my throbbing
cunt to every part of my body.

And Amy's milk...it's every bit as sweet, thick and delicious as the
cum she licked off my lips and chin.

