Mark Carver - Orgy with the neighbors

"Wait till I tell Mom about this!" April sighed. There was a delicious hot glow in her pussy, the taste of his cum still lingering in her mouth, and a lewd trickle in her sexy ass.

"Say, what are you guys doing tonight?" April asked, inspiration flashing in her mind.

"Probably the movies or something," Jack said. "Why?"

April put her best look of radiant innocence on her smooth face.

"I thought maybe Cindy would like to come over and watch TV with me," she said. "We could have a girl-to-girl talk, you know? I could warn her about certain guys in this town, horny boys to watch out for. My mom has a date tonight, so we'd be alone. I'll bet she'd love that."

"She might at that," Jack said.

Cindy was shy and didn't make friends easily. She'd warm up to April at once, like a sister.

"I'll talk to her," he promised.

While Jack smoothed out the bed, April stood in the doorway, licking her lips. When he looked at her, he felt his prick beginning to rise again. She was like a shot of Spanish fly, pure golden young cunt, ripe, tanned, luscious, eager to try anything sexual.

"Be careful with Cindy," he suddenly cautioned her. "I mean, watch your language and don't put any wild ideas in her mind. Okay, April?"

She laughed, her lush tits bouncing, throwing back her head. "Hey, man, I'm not going to corrupt your little angel. Don't sweat it."

A moment later she was gone, feet padding downstairs.

Satisfied that the bedroom gave no clues, except for the changed bedcovers – which were identical – Jack sighed and lit a cigarette. She'd been a hot, fantastic, beautiful, unforgettable welcome in a dull town like this.

She was a nice girl, too, just a little wild. She'd grow out of it, Jack told himself.

The generation gap April mentioned earlier was much, much deeper than Jack Parks suspected. He judged most girls by his own daughter, who was sweet and virginal. He failed to realize a great many girls Cindy's age drank and fucked with wanton freedom.

Times were changing but, secure in his own wholesome family, Jack failed to see it.

The generation gap would be brought to his attention with shattering clarity in the following week. In the back of his mind, Jack still toyed with the idea of taking Cindy's cherry, carefully of course, and for her own sake. April seemed to think it was a great idea.

He did not realize that April thought it was such a fabulous idea, she intended to do it herself – tonight. Exactly like her mother had taken her cherry, using tenderness and teasing and cunning tricks to arouse Cindy feverishly, getting the young virgin so hot she would come all over herself at a mere touch.

Then the deliciously exciting oral sex, and the spanking on her cute ass, and the long humming vibrator.

The lusty switch-hitter could have taught the whole Parks family an unforgettable lesson in wild fucking. Which was exactly what April intended, unless her madly hot, divorced mother beat her to it!

April said nothing to her mother about Cindy's visit tonight. Margie eagerly pumped the girl for details about Jack's sexual performance, and the young blonde played it down, hinting his fucking was all right, but nothing exceptional.

Already in competition with her ripely curved mother, April was learning quickly. If she said Jack was great, her mother would get too aggressive and somehow fuck up everything. Margie would also try to hog the action with the new stud next door, and although April knew Jack would prefer fucking with her anytime – because of her sleek, sexy body and tight pussy – her mother was still a hell of an attractive woman. Especially dressed up as Margie was now, in a snug black dress that flaunted her lush tits and generously curved ass.

Margie had a hot date with a married man, a well-muscled construction worker. Because the guy couldn't spend the entire night out, they'd probably go to a motel early. If the man had been single, she would have brought him back to the house, because then he'd be a possible live-in fuck. But a married man had to pay for his fucking. Unless, of course, his wife was included in the package.

The moment her mother left the house, at seven, April swung into action. She stripped and showered quickly. She took her mother's best perfume and dabbed it on her taut nipples, her belly, the cheeks of her ass, her pussy-hairs and her calves. She put make-up on her face, a little too much, but Cindy would be impressed.

April dressed in a sheer, low-cut bra, matching panties, misty black nylons and five inch heels. She wore a simple summer dress that hugged every curve of her sultry figure. She looked stunning, at least twenty-three or twenty-four. If she walked down the street like this, her long hair shimmering behind her and her wild eyes glowing, hard-ons would follow her like a twenty-one-gun salute.

She smoked nervously as she waited for Cindy. On the phone, Cindy girlishly told her she'd be over around eight. April got a glass of wine and sipped it on the sofa, legs crossed, acting very adult and sophisticated.

And hotter than a smoking pistol.

The excitement that pounded in her blood was similar to a hunter's excitement. She wasn't just going to leap in bed with Cindy, like the others. She was going to seduce the cute cherry, turn her on to fucking for the first time. It was a challenge for the sexy blonde, and she loved challenges. It was like a kid's game, playing house or doctor and nurse, where she dressed in adult costumes and went through the ritual of role-playing.

But April wasn't a kid any more. She passionately sucked and fucked both sexes, but she'd never had a chance to dominate, to really show her stuff. This was it.

Cindy came over at eight-fifteen. Her eyes widened when she saw April's sultry appearance. April assured the girl that she wasn't going out, that she just liked to dress up at home occasionally.

The brunette neither smoked nor drank, so April made her a cup of tea, while Cindy sat in the kitchen, watching her with sheer admiration. April smiled warmly at the girl, thinking she didn't smoke, didn't drink, didn't fuck, and probably didn't even masturbate. What in God's name did she do for kicks? The kid was so innocent, it aroused April even more, especially the dominating instinct.

Cindy had the face of an angel, with enormous brown eyes that suspected nothing, a sweet, soft mouth, and the clearest, creamiest skin April had ever seen. Her cute round tits were actually enclosed in a bra beneath her T-shirt. Her plump ass rippled in her tight jeans, bringing fierce fuck-urges to April's if she handled it right.

April knew it was going to be a piece of cake.

They chatted in the kitchen for an hour, trivial girl-talk about boys and school, and parents. Cindy adored her father, and April was tempted to tell her so did she, especially when she'd first whipped his enormous cock out of his pants. April was horny and out of patience.

Within five minutes, April had the cute virgin stark naked in her bedroom, using nothing but cunning.

She told Cindy she had a lot of clothes she was going to give away because she'd outgrown them, and they were perfect for Cindy. That took two minutes. She then told the brunette to strip naked, while she got the clothes from her closet. When Cindy hesitated, April told her in a firm voice the only way to try clothes on for a perfect tit was naked. Everyone knew that, didn't they?

While April rummaged in her closet, Cindy awkwardly stripped. All her life people had told her what to do – her parents, her teachers, other adults. She was an obedient girl and April was very nice, very sure of herself, too. Cindy had no cause for suspicion.

When April brought some stuff from the closet and saw the brunette's naked flesh, she sucked in her breath with lusty excitement. Cindy had adorable tits, small but round, with huge pink areolas and nipples. Her ass was irresistibly cute, the creamy ass-cheeks begging to be kissed and spanked and licked. Her cunthairs were delicate and curly, her dimpled pussy sending lewd tingles racing through April's lips and tongue.