Warren didn't say when he'd meet her again. But Jamie knew he was a very busy man and that it would be awhile before she could expect another round with him. That was too bad, because she felt hornier than ever.
The more he taught her about love-making, the more lusty she got. That evening when she went home, she was almost shaking with need. Warren's expert pussy-eating had been fantastic, but it only made her want more – and right away.
Well, she was out of luck. Warren was busy every night that week, and he had to have several dates for the weekend. That was his style. The whole school joked about it. Warren was a good teacher, but his leisure time was devoted to juggling lusty women.
Jamie wondered how she'd survive till she saw him again. She could always read her sex manual and beat off and fantasize, but that didn't do much far her now. She wanted a real live lover. The evening promised to be a very frustrating one.
After dinner she tried to watch TV, but her mind kept wandering. She recalled every delicious second of her lunch hour, the hot salty taste of Warren's come, the exquisite pleasure she'd gotten from his sucking and tonguing. Soon she was drenching her panties with molten cunt juice.
"Oh, hell!" she moaned. "What am I going to do?"
Probably the easiest way to get to sleep would be to beat off till she collapsed. Sighing, she went to her room and undressed. She read the sex manual for awhile, then turned off the light and lay on top of the covers, caressing her naked body.
With the light out, it was easier to pretend that Warren was with her, feeling her all over, about to make love to her. She slid a hand between her thighs and touched the fever-hot swollen flesh of her pussy. It felt nice to stroke herself there, but not nearly as exciting as Warren's big wet tongue.
Well, it would just have to do, because there was no other way for her to get off. She began rubbing her middle finger stiffly over her sizzling slit, giving herself a steady buzz of pleasure. She tried very hard to fantasize that her finger was Warren's tongue.
"Yes, yessss, baby!" she moaned. "Lick me all over, don't stop!"
But her fantasy wasn't working very well, and then to make matters worse, she heard voices outside her window, distracting her. There was a man's husky voice and a girl's high giggling. Sighing deeply, Jamie opened her eyes and squinted into the darkness.
It was a hot night, and she'd left her window open. She suspected her neighbors were trying to beat the heat, too. There was another apartment building right behind hers, and she'd noticed a young couple moving into the apartment across the way. It sounded like they were climbing out onto the fire escape.
"Greg, this is crazy," the girl giggled.
"Aw, come on, Tawny!" he laughed. "What's life without a little adventure?"
Jamie's fantasy was destroyed, and she couldn't beat off with the distraction of voices just a few feet away. But maybe she could get something out of the evening after all. She could spy on the neighbor couple and hope they did something exciting.
Naked, she slipped off the bed and crawled over to the open window. She parted the curtains just a little and peered out. Sure enough, Greg and Tawny were hauling their mattress out on the fire escape, where it would be a lot cooler to sleep. Jamie hoped they decided to do more than sleep.
Greg was wearing only his shorts, and Tawny was wearing a matching tank top and panties. She had a terrific body, tail and slim yet big titted. Her thick honey-blonde hair fell to her shoulders. Greg was watching her braless tits wobble as they struggled with the mattress.
"Terrific idea, honey," Tawny said dryly. "I'm more sweaty than ever from dragging this damned mattress."
"Then take off your clothes," Greg leered. "That's what I'm gonna do."
He stripped off his shorts and tossed them in the window, Tawny gasped.
"Greg, you nut!" she cried. "You can't sit out on the fire escape naked! You could get arrested!"
"Aw, nobody's awake," he laughed. "Come on, take off your clothes."
He lunged for Tawny and whipped off her top. She gasped, tried to cover her big tits, and glanced around to see if any of the neighbors were looking out their windows. She seemed satisfied that she and Greg were the only ones awake, but she still looked uneasy.
"The panties, too," Greg leered.
"No way!" Tawny gasped.
He dived for her and started pulling off her panties. She let out a squeal, and he said, "Sssshhh, you don't wanta wake the neighbors, honey."
Tawny quieted down a little, but she was still muttering protests as Greg whisked off her panties. Jamie was watching everything, wide-eyed and excited. She was sure Greg was interested in more than getting his wife cool and comfortable.
As they wrestled around on the mattress, his cock was getting hard. Jamie eyed it and almost moaned with longing. She wished she had a nice hard cock to play with right now. She wished she had Warren in her bed, warming her up for losing her cherry.
Was she going to be a virgin forever? She was really beginning to wonder. God knows she'd tried her best to give it away, and Warren seemed eager to help her, but every time they got together they were frustrated. Jamie squirmed and shivered with lust.
"Greg, for heaven's sake," Tawny giggled, "stop that. We can't get it on out here."
Greg had her down on the mattress, half pinning her with his powerful body, and he was playing with her pussy. He was rubbing a stiff finger over her slit, and she was pushing at his shoulders, trying to shove him away. But as he stroked her gash, she began to moan and writhe. Pretty soon she went limp and opened her legs wide.
"Damn you!" she moaned. "Don't get me hot!"
"I think I already did," he leered.
He drew his finger from between her legs and showed her that it was wet and glistening with her cream. Tawny blushed and tried again to wriggle out from under him, but it was no use. He moved fully on top of her and kissed her.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned.
Jamie felt molten cream running down her legs. She was in the privacy of her own bedroom, so there was no reason she couldn't beat off. She just had to remember not to make a sound. The neighbor couple were so close, they'd hear her.
She slid her middle finger stiffly between the slick hot folds of her pussy and started rubbing back and forth. It felt nice, and it helped ease her hot lust a little. But she never took her eyes off Greg and Tawny. She was sure now that she was going to witness some hot action.
Greg kissed his gorgeous blonde wife sensuously, working his tongue in her mouth, till she stopped struggling. Then he started kissing his way down her body, over her full stiff nippled tits, her flat belly, and her golden bush. He pushed her legs wide open and nosed between them, and Tawny gave a hoarse gurgle of pleasure.
"Oh, honey, yessss!" she hissed. "Lick me!" Jamie barely stopped a moan of envy and lust. She ached to have Warren going down on her again. She'd never felt anything more delicious in her life than his big wet tongue and expert lips on her pussy. That brief session had made her ravenous for more.
"Ooooooh, shit, ooooooh!" Tawny moaned.
Jamie wondered why she was torturing herself by watching. She could have closed the window and gone to bed. But something kept her there, even though she seethed with need and envy. Maybe there was something more to learn, something she could try later with Warren.
Greg was flicking the stiff tip of his tongue up and down over his wife's swollen clit giving her hot little stabs of pleasure. Tawny was really into it now, flat on her back and with her legs bent and wide open. Her pretty face twisted into a horny grimace as Greg tongued her.
"Unnnnnhh, damn, I never can resist that!" she moaned, clawing the mattress.
"I know," Greg chuckled, "that's why I'm doing it."
"But don't you think we should go inside, honey?" she asked breathlessly.
Greg obviously didn't think so, and he silenced her by shoving his lips down around her throbbing clit. He started sucking her off, and Tawny almost flew off the mattress. She struggled not to wail in ecstasy as he sucked her most sensitive organ.
"Ugggghhh!" she gurgled. "Unnnhhh?" Jamie just wished she could imitate the wonderful sensations Tawny was getting from Greg's sucking lips, but there was no way she could do that with her fingers. She did the best she could, though, grasping her slick clit between her thumb and forefinger, kneading it fast.
Her whole hand was soon soaked with her spurting sticky cunt juice as she masturbated and listened to Tawny's hoarse moans of pleasure. The pretty blonde housewife had her eyes squeezed shut, blotting out everything but the exquisite sensations she was getting.
"Greg, honey, I'm gonna come!" she whimpered.
Greg made sure of it, sucking even harder and faster on her nearly-burstingclit. Jamie could hear the lewd wet sounds of his sucking, and it drove her wild. She kneaded her throbbing clit even faster. She wondered who'd come first, her or Tawny.
Tawny beat her by just a couple of seconds. The big-titted young blonde arched her body till her ass left the mattress, hungrily shoving her clit harder against Greg's sucking lips. Then she began a steady hoarse moan as he sucked her over the top.
"Ooooooh, fuck, shit, unnnnhhhhhh!" she cried. "Unnnnnhhh, I'm comingggg, oooooh!"
Jamie clapped her free hand over her mouth to muffled her groan of bliss as she brought herself off. She gave her clit one long last squeeze and felt her bones rattled by a shatterig orgasm. She slumped to her knees and convulsed.
Still muffling her hoarse moans of pleasure, she heard Tawny whining and sobbing as she climaxed. After almost a minute the sounds faded. Jamie dizzily peered out the window again and watched Greg lifting his cream drenched face from his wife's smoking slit.
"See?" he grinned. "We can make out on the fire escape. Nobody's complained yet."
And nobody's going to, Jamie thought wickedly.
If anybody else was watching the young couple, they were probably getting off on it just like Jamie. She'd just climaxed pretty hard, but she kept her hand between her thighs, stroking and arousing her wet slit, famished for more pleasure.
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.