Amy and Pam
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"Tell me - please..." I must have sounded like I was begging.
Amy quietly said, "He was touching my - my bottom..."
"He was, how?"
"Oh god Pam, he was touching my little butt hole."
"You mean it - Your anus. He was?"
"Yes." And she said in a way I didn't know how to take.
I asked, "Did it feel good?"
"YES!" she exclaimed.
"Amy, it's okay - that sounds nice, really..."
"He wanted to put his finger in it, he tried to..." Amy said.
"Did you let him?"
"NO!" she said, in a way that sounded so emotional.
"Amy, it's okay - I understand, everything you're telling me sounds so INTENSE. And at the same time, it sounds like it must have felt so good."
Amy said, "It was, it got so intense."
I said, "I understand, really I do."
"But then - finally - I..."
"What happened?"
She slowly answered, "His rubbing, on my front, on my clitoris - It was enough that I had an orgasm."
I gasped, "You did?"
"Yes - I - I finally came, and..."
"Tell me," I begged excitedly.
"I - I came - I had an orgasm - and Oh god, it was really powerful - I mean, it was so intense that I..." and Amy trailed off.
"Amy - what?"
"When I actually came, when I had my orgasm - I squirted all over him..."
"What?"
"At the same moment I came, I kind of squirted out this stream warm liquid."
"You squirted - I don't understand?" I asked,
"I squirted all over him, It was so
weird, I mean I came and squirted at the same time and it was a total
surprise to me."
"Was it like peeing?" I asked.
"It was - I don't know, it was different."
"How much did you - I don't understand"
"I squirted out a stream of liquid, I don't know how much - but it really
seemed like a lot. Yes, it was a lot like peeing, but it wasn't..." she said.
"Amy - oh my god!"
"It was a lot - I mean, enough that it got all over everything - he got really wet."
"Was it - did it feel good?"
"Oh god, YES - it felt SO good."
"It sounds great..." I said excitedly.
Amy spoke slowly, "It was so intense - it felt SO good - But...."
And then she started to cry.
"Amy - what's wrong?" Amy hugged me tight. And I hugged her too.
Amy took a few deep breaths and tried to collect herself.
She continued, "Then he - oh god, Bobby said that I peed on him, and he got really mad at me..."
"Oh Amy..."
"I didn't know what was happening - he got mad - it felt SO good, and then he got mad at me - it was..."
"Oh Amy - I'm sorry."
"I was so ashamed..." And then she really started to cry.
"No Amy - don't feel bad, it sounds beautiful."
She pressed her head into my shoulder, and I just let her cry.
I whispered, "Amy, it sounds so beautiful."
"Really?" Amy said as she cried.
"Yes - it sounds like it must have been wonderful for you - I'm totally
jealous, it sounds so beautiful."
"But - but - he said I peed all over him?"
"My god - Amy, you had a climax - and it was somehow so beautiful, that you could squirt from it. Oh Amy - it sounds so wonderful..."
"But..." Amy said as she cried.
"Amy, you can NOT feel bad about yourself - it sounds so wonderful. - And I'm glad you broke up with him - he sounds horrible."
She cried for a little while, and it felt so wonderful to hold her, to know I was being helpful.
As she cried, I whispered, "I hate Bobby for being mean to you. I think
that he should have been happy for you - it sounds like it could have been
beautiful. I hate him."
Amy mumbled, "I hate Bobby too."
"He doesn't understand you!"
"But..." Amy whispered.
"He was should have felt so lucky to have you squirt like that - he
should have been happy."
She whispered, "Oh, Amy - thank you."
I hugged little Amy tight, and squeezed her for a few minutes.
Then she whispered, in a haunted and frightened way, "I was so happy, I mean - when I finally came, I mean, I really wanted it so bad, and I - I..." And her words faded away.
"It's Okay, you can tell me..." I said as supportive as I could.
"When I finally came, the feeling was so awesome, Oh my god, the feeling of squirting was so intense - and so wonderful - I was SO happy - I was so incredibly happy..."
"I understand."
"But Bobby - when Bobby was touching my bottom, with his finger - I was - so - so ashamed..."
"It's okay." I whispered.
"I wanted him to push it in - into my anus - I wanted it so bad."
Then Amy started to tremble, I could feel her shaking in my arms.
Amy then said, "And then he got so mad at me - and I felt so ashamed!"
I held Amy tight - but I couldn't say anything. All I could do was hug her.
And then she started crying, loud and hard on my shoulder. And she really held on to me tight, in an intense and desperate way.
The way she was hugging me - squeezing me - I could hardly move. She had her arms wrapped around my middle, and her face was pressed against the bare skin of my shoulder. He legs were wrapped around my middle.
I put my lips right up to her ear and quietly said, "It's okay Amy - it's okay baby..."
I tried to be as supportive and as reassuring as I could.
Amy was hugging me tight. And then she really started sobbing hard. I was so worried, I mean - I wanted to help. I wanted to some how calm her down.
I whispered, "Oh Amy, it's all right."
All this time - She was squeezing me really hard.
All I could do was let her cry. It went on for a long time minutes, and she had to release something, to liberate herself from some emotional demons. And I was so glad that I was there to help. I couldn't do much, but I carefully rubbed he back and stroked her short hair.
And I would whisper little things like, "Oh Baby - it's all okay."
Then - little by little, she calmed down and eventually stopped crying. She had released a lot with that crying, and now instead of squeezing me, it was as if she melted into me.
I whispered, "Just relax - don't worry - Just let it all go..."
Now everything changed - It was so calm and tranquil. Amy was quiet and still, and I was still gently rubbing her back and neck and hair. Her breathing had calmed, and I was sure she was asleep. I wasn't really tired, and I felt like this moment - this experience of such closeness was so meaningful.
She was all wrapped around me, her arms and her legs. She was warm and at peace.
I whispered, "Just relax - don't worry - relax..."
We lay like this for a long time, maybe a half an hour.
During this time, my mind was flooded. I thought to myself about Amy and all this talk about such an intimate experience, and my awkward
attempts to help. Was I too honest? I didn't feel that way. Amy seemed
so appreciative, and I loved to talk with her - and I did it in a way that
I thought she wanted, like it was helpful.
I worried about Amy's story, it was obviously so emotional for her.
I lay there and I thought about what she had just told me. The experience was understandably really intense for Amy, and she is so vulnerable. And I know Amy really wants to love somebody, and to be loved.
And now that she told me this story - about something SO intimate, did talking help her?
Was she more confused?
What was I doing? Was I helping? I don't know - could I help her?
Hearing Amy tell that story, it sounded so sad.
I guess I understood about how she felt when Bobby wanted to put his finger up inside her anus. I didn't know why, but I really thought that this was exciting. But I know why she felt that way - it was just, I don't know? Too forbidden.
Poor Amy was in such an awkward place with someone as insensitive as Bobby.
And - Oh god, I was so thunderstruck when she told how she squirted at the moment of her orgasm. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
I guess I had heard stories about woman who would release a lot of fluid, and I had even heard it could squirt. But to hear it from Amy was just too much. It sounded SO exciting, but she was all confused, and I could tell she was so deeply hurt.
But laying together was so quiet, and I knew it was helpful.
The moment was so beautiful and sensitive. She was wrapped around me with her legs pressed tight around my hips. I had missed Amy so much while I was away at school, and right then I finally realized how close were really were.
She was so still and I was wondering if she had fallen asleep. I didn't want to say anything, and if she was asleep, I didn't want to wake her.
Then - at some point, Amy shifted a little, in a sleepy way. But, and I wasn't sure, but - and I know this sounds so odd, but it felt like Amy was pressing her crotch against me.
Yes - she was, she had on those thin nylon running shorts, and she had her groin pressed hard against my hip.
I feel funny confessing this, but it felt really nice. It was warm, and it just felt so good.
Then, in a very subtle motion - I thought I felt her rub herself - her groin - right against my hip.
Did it happen?
Did I feel it?
Why should I be so worried about it, maybe she just moved a little in her sleep?
But still - I was almost afraid to breath. I was afraid to stop caressing her, but it felt almost too intense, so I rubbed her neck as slow and calm as I could.
Oh god, she was sleeping - maybe? Did I just imagine it?
Then, it happened again - ever so slightly - I felt Amy pressing herself, her warm little groin, against my hip, against my skirt. It was slow and it seemed deliberate.
What was happening? I thought that - yes - this time, I really felt it.
Maybe this should have seemed awkward or strange, but what I was feeling was a wonderful closeness - and it was exciting and beautiful. Amy was warm and snugly, all wrapped around me.
After we had rested she slowly removed the dildos from my cunt and ass, she left the room and I heard her go upstairs, just then the door bell went, I quickly stood up and pulled my dress down and went to see who it was. Mary was there so I told her to come in. "You look rather hot and sweaty," she said.
"Is this a bad time to come round?"
"No, it's okay," I said. "You come round when you want to, we are always glad to see you.
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