Nick Eastwood - No virgin schoolteacher

Now Greg was turning Tawny over onto her belly. He grasped her hips and drew her up into the doggy-position. She got wide-eyed and glanced around again, fearing that someone might see them. She gasped as Greg slid his long thick cock into her cunt.

"Greg, no, that's insane!" she cried. "We can't fuck out here! Ohhhh, God – unnnhh!" Her alarmed tone of voice dissolved into lusty gurgles as Greg began fucking her fast and deep. She dug her nails into the mattress and held on tight, her body shaken by the impact of his lusty fucking. Her gorgeous big tits swung heavily back and forth.

"Oooooh, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee!" she wailed.

Obviously she'd stopped worrying about waking the neighbors, because she was making quite a bit of noise now, moaning and squealing as her lusty husband fucked into her faster and faster. Jamie glanced around and spotted one window with the curtain just slightly open. She grinned.

She knew who lived there, a mousy little guy who worked as an accountant and kept about a dozen cats for company. She pictured him watching the fucking couple and jacking off. Go for it, honey, she thought wickedly.

He wasn't going to report Greg and Tawny, and neither was Jamie. This definitely beat watching TV. Jamie focused on Greg's huge hammering cock, and she slid her middle finger into her cunt and finger-fucked herself to his hard rhythm. But one finger didn't give her the thickness she wanted, the thickness of a genuine cock.

She shoved another finger into her slick steaming cunt, and even that wasn't enough. She ached to know what it was like to fuck. She worked a third finger into her seething pussy, cramming herself full of stiff meat. That was more like it.

She finger-fucked herself deep and hard, and she started coming just as Greg and Tawny did. That was lucky, because she could moan and groan all she wanted without them hearing her. They were making plenty of noise of their own.

"Awwwww, shit, awwwww!" Greg bawled.

"Ooooooh, honey, yessss, cream meeeee!" Tawny wailed.

"Unnnhhhh, fuck, unnnnnhhhhh!" Jamie groaned, her cunt exploding with pleasure.

When she'd finished coming, she saw that her neighbors were fucked out for the night. They settled down, and she closed the window, went to her bed, and picked up the phone. She called Warren's number, and he answered in a sleepy voice.

"This is Jamie," she said.

"Jamie?" he whispered. "Hey, I can't talk now! My, uh, date's here with me!"

"I'm not surprised," Jamie said. "I just want to give you one short message, Warren. Tomorrow is your last chance to do that little job for me. If I'm still a virgin tomorrow night, I'm looking for somebody else."

She hung up before he could reply.

When Jamie got to school the next day.

Warren was waiting for her in the parking lot. He practically tripped over himself rushing to meet her.

"Have dinner with me tonight," he said. "I'll pick you up at seven."

"I'd love to, Warren," Jamie grinned, "but what about the date you had?"

"I phoned her and told her I have a cold," Warren said, going into a perfect imitation of a man with a stuffy nose.

"That's more like it," Jamie said. "See you at SCVCD."

Jamie could hardly concentrate on her classes that day. She kept thinking about her date with Warren. Nothing could get in their way this time. She was sure to lose her cherry – and she could hardly wait.

She got home as fast as she could, took a long shower, and put on the one sexy dress she owned. It had a short skirt and a plunging neckline, and it showed off every curve of her body. The dress had been sent to her by mistake when she ordered some of her prim teaching suits, and she'd never gotten around to returning it.

Now she was glad she had that dress. She wanted to do everything she could to turn Warren on. She figured he didn't need too much arousal, but she didn't want to leave anything to chance. She just couldn't stand being a virgin any more.

Warren arrived right on time. "Hey, you look great," he said, giving her his sexiest grin. "In fact I can't keep my hands off you."

He pulled her into his arms and gave her a kiss that made her whole body sizzle. Jamie figured this was it. They'd both get pretty steamed up from that kiss, and the bedroom was just down the hall. She ground her mound against Warren's cock.

Then he drew back and said, "Let's go. I made reservations for seven-thirty."

Jamie's mouth dropped open. She'd expected him to drag her to bed, but instead he was leading her to the elevator. They went to a fancy restaurant, and Warren was very generous. Jamie thought it was a wonderful first date, but there were more important things on her mind than food.

Next Warren took her dancing. That was nice, too, and very thoughtful, but she began to wonder if he was ever going to make love to her. Had he changed his mind, and was this his way of letting her down nicely?

They did some close dancing, and as their bodies pressed together, Jamie was going wild with desire for the man. Her pussy was sizzling, her panties soaked with oozing cream. Her nipples were stiff, poking into Warren's chest. She was sure he could feel them even through his jacket.

By the time they left the nightclub, Jamie was ready to tear Warren's clothes off and rape him. He hadn't made a serious move on her yet, and it was driving her crazy. He helped her into the wand she scooted across the seat so she could cuddle up to him.

"Let's go for a drive," he said. "I know a place with a beautiful view of the ocean."

"Whatever you say, Warren," Jamie sighed. In spite of everything, she was still a lady, and she couldn't bring herself to say that she was horny out of her mind. She couldn't just demand that he take her home and fuck her. But what was his problem? He'd broken another date to be with her, yet he didn't make his move.

Warren parked on a hilltop. True to his promise, there was a gorgeous view of the moonlit ocean. At any other time Jamie would have been thrilled. But all she could look at was Warren. She rubbed her thigh against his and hoped he'd get the message.

Pretty soon he started kissing her. All her doubts vanished. This man wanted her, all right.

He was digging his tongue deep into her mouth and running his hands all over her body. She melted with lust and pawed him, her hot little tongue darting over his.

When they finally came up for air, she panted, "Gosh, honey, how come you didn't do that earlier?"

"I wanted things to be just right for you," he said. "I wanted it to be romantic. Remember, you told me that first day that you didn't want to rush."

Jamie could have kicked herself. Warren was just following the program she'd laid out for him, trying to please her. Well, the only thing that would please her right now was a quick fuck. She grabbed him and kissed him again, shoving her tongue shamelessly into his mouth.

Warren fumbled with the zipper of her dress and got it open. While they kissed and panted, he somehow got her dress off and tossed it into the back seat. Snarling with lust, he removed her pantyhose, bra and panties. Suddenly she was naked except for her high heels, which Warren had put back on her.

"How come you're leaving my shoes on?" she asked breathlessly.

"Because I'm kinky," he leered. "I'm gonna show you just how kinky I am."

Jamie could hardly wait. She writhed impatiently while he got out of his three-piece suit, t-shirt and shorts. He had a fantastic body, powerfully muscled, hard and hairy. Of course her hungry eyes darted to his cock, and she saw that it was rigid and ready.

"Oh, Warren, make out with me!" she moaned.

"You better believe I will!" he growled.

He gave her a little push, and she landed on her back. He took her left leg and draped it up over the back of the seat. Her right leg was bent and trailing off the seat, so her cute pink slit was totally exposed to his leering eyes. He ogled her cream-drenched pussy.