"Hello, honey," he beamed at her. "Are you staying home this evening?"

"Nope," the girl replied. "I'm going out with Vic for a while. But I'll be home early."

"Where's Billy?" her father asked, turning his attention to his wife.

"He's at a Boy Scout meeting," she smiled. The conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a car horn.

"That's Vic," laughed Heather as she quickly kissed her parents ant flew out the door.

"Hi, honey," Vic smiled as she jumped into his car.

"Hi, guy," she whispered, sliding up close to the handsome youth.

"How's my nympho tonight?" he teased.

"Ready to fuck, honey," she giggled, grabbing at his crotch. "Ready to fuck."

"My folks are out for the evening," he smiled. "So I thought we could go over to the house and play some records."

"That's fine with me," she beamed. "Just as long as I get fucked."

Entering the house, Heather's body was glowing with anticipation. Sitting down next to him on a couch, there was a look of contentment on her face as she felt his hand creeping up under her skirt.

"Oh, Vic," she teased. "What are you doing, you naughty boy?"

"Just screwing around," smiled the young man.

"You know that isn't nice," giggled the girl. "I think you're after a piece of ass."

When his finger finally brushed against her soft warm pussy through the thin material of her panties, Heather let out a low moan and spread her legs further apart for him.

"God, honey," he excitedly whispered. "Your hot cunt sure likes to be played with."

"You better believe it," she whispered. "She loves it."

Completely turned on by the feel of his fingers on her steamy pussy slit, Heather lolled her head from side to side against the back of the couch, her eyes glowing with excitement. The beautiful young girl's brain was spinning as Vic stroked the crotch of her panties, letting a finger rub the hard clitoris just at the top of her oozing pussy.