Nick Eastwood - No virgin schoolteacher

She felt Warren's cock give another lusty buck against her churning ass. He probably wanted to throw her on the desk and fuck the living shit out of her, but he was being patient, just as she'd hoped. He was determined to give her the best sexual experience of her life. When it came to seduction, Warren Davis took pride in his work.

That was just the quality Jamie had counted on. She wanted to fuck him, too, but not yet. She had a lifetime of sexual fear to overcome, and she didn't want to be rushed. She wanted Warren to bring her along slowly, deliciously, just like Phil had done with Erin.

"Ohhhhh, Warren, that's so good!" she gurgled. "Can't I do something for you?"

"Glad you mentioned it!" he grinned. "I was just about to ask!"

He stood up and sat Jamie on the edge of his desk. He unzipped his pants and drew out his cock, and her blue eyes got huge. It was only the second real-live cock she'd seen and the closest she'd ever been to one. Warren sat down beside her and guided her hand to his meat.

"Just do this," he said, showing her what he wanted.

He wrapped her small fingers around his wrist-thick boner, then showed her how firmly to hold it and how fast to pump it. Jamie was a very eager pupil, and she caught on quickly. He let go of her hand and shivered with lust as she masturbated him.

"The first cock you ever touched, right?" he asked.

Jamie nodded.

"Good girl," he said. "You've got natural talent."

Then he slid his hand back between her thighs. While she pumped his throbbing cock, he searched out the tiny mouth of her virgin cunt and began sliding his thick middle finger up the steamy velvet-lined tunnel. Jamie moaned with pleasure and creamed all over his hand.

"Unnnhhhh, yessss!" she cried. "Stick it all the way in me, Warren!"

His cock lurched and drooled in her fist, and he was breathing raggedly as he shoved his finger into her cunt as far as it would go. Then he started finger-fucking her. He did it expertly, of course. Jamie sobbed with pleasure and couldn't stop creaming.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss!" she wailed. "Don't stop, Warren, make me come!"

They went at each other faster and faster, Warren pistoning his stiff finger in her squirting cunt, Jamie pumping his cock like crazy. She drenched his hand again and again with her gushing hot cream, and his bucking prick leaked hot sticky juice all over her fingers.

"I wanta fuck you!" he growled. "I wanta fuck you so bad!"

Jamie couldn't answer because all of a sudden she was coming.

"Ohhhhh, my God, unnnhhh, unnnhhh!" she wailed.

"Awwww, shit, awwwwww!" Warren shouted as she jacked him off.

Jamie ground her greedy little cunt around his finger and came like crazy. Dizzily she watched his thick jizz jetting into the air. But as they began coming down from their powerful climax, they heard someone pounding at the door.

"Hey, Warren," came the voice of a fellow teacher, "you forgot our tennis game."

"Shit!" Warren groaned.

The pounding continued, and Warren called out. "Just a second, Ed, I'll be right there!"

He and Jamie straightened their clothes.

"Damnit all to hell," he sighed, "I forgot I was going to play tennis with Ed this noon. You better hide in the closet till we leave. I'll see you again as soon as possible."

Jamie was terribly disappointed. She'd counted on losing her cherry during the lunch hour, but she was still a virgin. A very horny, frustrated virgin – and she didn't know when she could see Warren again. He finally ducked into her classroom after the last bell.

"I checked my calendar," he said, "and I've got a date every night this week. But maybe we could meet during lunch tomorrow."

"I don't know, Warren," Jamie sighed. "You're a very busy man. Maybe you don't have time for my little project."

"I'll make time," he promised. "Don't get anyone else for the job. I'll find time somehow, and you'll be glad you chose me, I promise."

Jamie believed him. She was sure Warren was the ideal choice for her first sexual experiences, but she wondered how long she could wait for him. She was seething with lust, her pussy on fire. Their lunchtime adventure had just whetted her appetite for more sex. She didn't feel like she could wait twenty-four hours to continue.

But what choice did she have? She agreed to meet him again the next day, then went home to her lonely apartment. She thought about beating off, but the idea just didn't appeal to her much. Now that she'd made out a little with a man, masturbation wasn't so thrilling.

So what would thrill her? The young teacher blushed as she found the answer. She'd been so excited, so turned on, when she spied on Erin and Phil. She wanted to do some more peeping. It was wicked and outrageous, but she couldn't resist.

As soon as it got dark, Jamie slipped out the back door of the building and wandered down the alleys. She came to the motel where she'd peeped on the newlyweds, but their room was dark and empty. Peering through the window, she could tell that they'd checked out.

There was nothing to do but keep searching. She walked for another half hour and came to a neighborhood of single family homes. She spotted a brightly lit, uncurtained window at the back of a house, and she hurried over to investigate. Sure enough, it was a bedroom, with a king-size bed. The window was even open a little.

Jamie made sure she was totally in the shadows, then waited. A few minutes later a young woman came into the bedroom and started taking off her clothes. She was tall, slender and blonde, very pretty. But she didn't look very happy.

"Ron," she called, "are you coming to bed?"

A male voice called back, "I wanta watch the rest of this basketball game, honey."

"Oh, shit!" the girl muttered.

She stripped naked and paraded in front of her dresser mirror. She looked very good, firm and sleek with small high-riding tits. Her tiny bush was naturally blonde like her hair. She must have been pleased with what she saw, but she was still frowning.

She stood squarely in front of the mirror and cupped her round ripe tits. She began squeezing and molding them, and she gave a horny little sigh that Jamie could hear clearly through the open window. This girl was horny, no question about it.

"Goddamn basketball!" she moaned, her voice husky with longing.

Jamie knew just how the girl felt. She felt the same way, achingly horny but unable to be with her man. She wondered what the girl would do. Now the slim blonde was thumbing her nipples, working them into taut nubs. Her eyes were hot with desire.

She stared in the mirror at her swollen stiff nippled tits, then gave another big sigh. She trailed a hand down her sleek body and slipped it between her legs, rubbing her needy hot pussy. Glistening trails of cunt juice ran down her thighs.

"Ron!" she bawled. "Skip your damned game and come to bed!"

"Anita," he called back, "give me a break. Just a few more minutes. The score's really close."

Anita groaned, then walked over to the bed and stretched out on her back. She bent her knees and spread her legs wide. Using her middle finger, she began rubbing her clit, a determined look on her face. Obviously she'd given up waiting for her husband.

Anita wasn't going to be left high and dry, though. If he wouldn't get her off, she'd do it herself. She looked like she'd had practice. She jerked her finger stiffly over her engorged clit in a fast eager rhythm, and soon she was flushed and panting. Her finger dripped with her spurting twat cream.

Jamie wished she could masturbate right along with Anita. She felt the girl's impatience and lust. She ached to get off right now. She glanced around to make sure she was alone in the alley, then slid her hand down inside her panties.