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.
She found the throbbing nub of her clit and started caressing it, imitating Anita's technique. It felt damned good, and she gave a low gurgle of excitement. Her finger was soon soaked with her seeping cunt juice. Her pussy throbbed and burned.
Meanwhile Anita was rubbing her clit faster and faster. Her pretty face was twisted into a horny grimace, and she was flushed all over. She was moaning steadily and hoarsely as she worked herself toward the orgasm she needed so badly. Her slit was drenched with her spurting cream.
'Unnnnnhhh, shit, ooooooh!' she cried.
Jamie's flying finger kept pace with Anita's. She had the crazy urge to come at the very same second the horny housewife got off. There was something wickedly exciting about peeping, especially when she played with herself. Was she some kind of pervert?
She really didn't think so. She was just a woman who'd ignored her body too long, a woman who'd tried to bottle up all her natural needs for sex. Now she was letting those urges out, and she had a lot of time to make up for. No wonder she was horny all the time.
Now Anita was going into the final stage of her act. She slid her finger off her clit and into her cunt, stuffing it into herself as deep as it would go. Her eyes rolled, then closed tight, and she finger-fucked herself like crazy. Jamie imitated her.
'Unnnnnnhhh, fuck, unnnnhhhhh!' Anita sobbed.
'Oooooooh, shit, ooooooh!' Jamie gasped under her breath.
But though Anita had her eyes squeezed shut in lust, Jamie kept hers open. She wanted to watch. And that was why she saw Ron coming into the room but his wife didn't. He walked in the open door, saw what Anita was doing, and froze.
'Oooooooh, shit, fuck, oooooooh!' Anita howled.
She was finger-fucking herself with lightning speed, oblivious to everything but her frantic need to come. Ron watched her, and the fly of his jeans suddenly grew tented. He began to grin as he moved closer to the bed. He walked right up to the foot of it.
He leered at his frantically masturbating wife and said, 'Anita, what in hell are you doing?'
Anita gave a yelp of surprise and snapped her eyes open. When she saw her husband standing right there watching her, she blushed deep red. She snatched her soaked finger out of her smoking little cunt, cheated of her orgasm.
'Oh-uh – hi, honey,' she stammered. 'How'd the game turn out?'
'My team lost,' Ron grinned.
'Oh, you must be very disappointed,' Anita said.
'Actually I don't give a shit,' Ron said. 'Not since I walked in this room.'
He began taking off his clothes. Anita stared lustily at him, and so did Jamie. The young teacher stood there in the shadows, her finger lodged deep in her aching cunt, and ogled Ron's hard muscular body. She shivered with desire as he peeled his shorts down over his hard-on.
Now Anita was leering.
'Why Ron, you naughty boy,' she gurgled, 'your cock's hard!'
'It happened when I saw what you were doing,' he chuckled. 'Gosh, honey, were you really that horny? You couldn't wait just a couple of minutes for me?'
'No, I couldn't wait,' Anita said. 'Honey, since that basketball tournament started we haven't fucked at all. You're glued to the tube.'
'I'll make up for that right now!' Ron leered.
He walked naked to the bed, his massive prick wagging stiffly and leaking big globs of hot cream. Anita was shivering with longing, her hot blue eyes focused right on his cock. He lay down on his back and reached for her.
'Back up on me,' he said.
Jamie's eyes widened. Here was something she hadn't heard of, not even in her sex manual. Anita was on her hands and knees, backing up over her husband till she was almost shoving her pussy in his face. Her head was right over his stiff-standing cock.
'Perfect!' Ron growled.
He grasped her hips and tugged them down a little, till her cute pink cunt was within reach of his tongue. His tongue flashed out and contacted the swollen flesh, and Anita gave a hoarse sob of excitement. He began whipping the wet meat up and down her hungry pussy.
'Ooooooh, baby, yesssss!' she wailed.
Then she dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and began lashing it all over the hard purple head of his cock. Ron groaned and shivered. They went at each other like hungry animals, snarling and panting, gobbling each other's hot cream.
Jamie almost sobbed with lust and envy. She'd have given anything to be doing that with Warren. She was so fascinated with the double head job that it took her a few seconds to realize that she still had her finger stuffed deep into her horny hot cunt.
She started working that finger up and down stiffly, giving herself hot stabs of pleasure, but she never took her eyes from the window. She didn't want to miss a second of that kinky scene. There was so much she had to learn, so much she wanted to try out with Warren.
'Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm!' Anita gurgled. She was tonguing up Ron's hot cock juice as fast as it oozed from his piss hole. Meanwhile he was lapping up the tangy juice that gushed from her aroused cunt. The young couple seemed starved for each other's cream. They tongued each other faster and faster.
Jamie kept pace, working her stiff finger steadily faster in her burning famished box. She was soaking her whole hand with her uncontrollably gushing cream. She just hoped nobody came down the alley right now, because she couldn't bear to stop finger-fucking herself.
Then Ron suddenly crammed his whole tongue into Anita's cunt. Her head jerked up, and she bowled with pleasure. Her eyes rolled crazily, and her face contorted with lust. He tongue-fucked her fast and loudly, and she went crazy with excitement.
'Ooooooh, honey, fuck, oooooooh!' she babbled.
Jamie seethed with lust as she spied. She wished she had Warren's thick tongue in her cunt instead of her slim finger. She could hardly wait to have him go down on her. But that was a long time from now, and she needed to get off right away.
The kinky scene was driving her wild. She could hear the obscene sucking noise Ron's tongue was making as it reamed deep and hard in his wife's juicy cunt. She could hear Anita's hoarse wails of bliss as she rocketed towards orgasm. The slim blonde stiffened for a second, and then her body convulsed.
'Unnnnhhh – you're doing it to meeeee!' she screamed. 'I'm cominggggg, unnnnnhhhhhh!'
Jamie almost came, too. She jerked her finger furiously in her dripping twat as she watched Ron tongue- fuck Anita through a long violent climax. The moment she finished coming, he slid out from under her and knelt behind her. He grasped her slim hips and socked his huge hard cock as deep as he could into her slick steaming cunt.
'Unnnnnhhhhh, yesssss, fuck meeeee!' she howled.
Ron was grinning like a maniac as he hammered his engorged cock into his wife's greedy cunt.
