Date: Mon, 8 Nov 2021 16:42:26 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: Halloween Teen Treats, 1979 I This is a work of complete fiction. If you are offended by stories of lesbians with nubile high school girls, please read no further. (Fff, Lesbian High School) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> As mentioned in the movie, "Mean Girls," Halloween was the one day of the year where a girl could dress slutty without fear of being slut-shamed. And so it was in 1979. 14-year old's Tammie McEnroe and Jennie Segerstrom had seemingly been friends all of their lives. Well, at least since kindergarten. Together, they had gone through the trials and tribulations of elementary school and junior high. It had all seemingly paid off, as they were now freshmen royalty, having made the freshman cheerleading squad at Canyon High School in Anaheim Hills, California. Blonde-haired Tammie McEnroe had always been a flawless beauty. She began to be noticed by older boys when still in fifth grade. Tammie had always been tall for her age, and her long, tan legs and tight little butt were her most prominent features. Dark-haired Jennie Segerstrom had recently come out of an awkward stage in junior high. Now in high school, her baby fat had melted away, and her braces had been removed, revealing a beautiful "Pepsodent" smile. Jennie had transformed in just a few months into a very pretty girl, and earned her way on to the cheerleading squad. Homecoming had just been a couple of weeks earlier. Both had been nominated for freshman princess, with Tammie actually winning. Both parents reluctantly allowed them to attend the Homecoming dance with Junior boys that could drive. Despite some very specific suggestions from the boys, both girls managed to return home with their virtues intact. Tammie and Jennie had a secret. Both were attracted to girls. In suburban Orange County in 1979, the number of "out" teenage girls could be counted on one hand, if that. Tammie had Jennie had only kissed each other once during a sleepover the prior year. Both were too afraid of getting caught to take it further. During alone times they would talk about girls that they would like to kiss: Jennie had a preference for blondes, including Farrah Fawcett, and Marcia Brady. Tammie liked more buxom girls, like the girl who played Daisy Duke on TV, and Lynda Carter as Wonder Woman. Jennie's older brother, Darin, played on the Canyon football team. He had a secret crush on Tammie's older sister, Karen, and an even more secret stash of Playboy's hidden under his bed. When no one was home the girls would sneak a peak at the "dirty magazines." The girls were particularly attracted to Playmate's Susan Kiger and Pamela Jean Bryant. Just what the girls would do with any of these women was an unexplored part of the normal teen fantasy. Instead of having a school girl crush on Leif Garrett or Scott Baio, Tammie and and Jennie had their crushes on girls. Halloween was soon approaching. Now 14-years old, Jennie and Tammie decided that they wanted to have one final evening of "kid fun," and go Trick or Treating for the last time. Many of their peers and older siblings would be attending Halloween parties. If they were lucky, it would be at a house where the parents would be out of town. There were very few "cool" divorced mothers in 1979. After watching the older girls for years dressed up in their sexy costumes, Tammie felt confident enough in their bodies that they could dress sexily too. Jennie took a little coaxing, but she was soon on board. No more witches or ghosts for them this year. They now had tits! The girls counted their babysitting and birthday money and went to the local costume shop. Tammie quickly picked out a white Roman slave girl toga. Jennie took more time, and eventually selected a sexy Genie costume, like Barbara Eden wore on TV. Happy with their selections, the girls plotted how they could get past their parents with these sexy costumes? Tammie remembered that her folks were going to a costume party themselves. She would have Jennie come by so that they would change into their costumes after they had left. Jennie would bring her costume in a bag, and change into her regular clothes when she went home. In 1979, October 31 fell on a Wednesday. At about 7:00 p.m. in southern California, it would be sufficiently dark to go trick or treating. Both girls were given specific instructions that they had to be home by 10:00 p.m., as it was a school night. As soon as Tammie's parents left for the night, and cautioned the girls to be "careful out there," the girls began to change into their sexy costumes. This included Tammie's older sister, Karen, who had a sexy costume of her own that she preferred that her parents not see. Tammie and Karen shared a room, even though there was an available guest room. They got along well, and liked it that way. If Tammy was 14-year old royalty, Karen was quite literally the queen... The Homecoming Queen. Karen was a stunning 17-year old teen beauty, and the sexual fantasy of every straight boy at Canyon High. A Song Girl, not a Cheerleader, she was a senior, and on the highest tier of the high school pyramid. Karen was hot, and she knew it. She watched the eager eyes of the boys when her skirt flew up and down during a dance routine. Not content to date the high school quarterback, Karen was dating a fraternity boy from USC who was due to take her to a party in just a few minutes. The three girls were all naked at some point while they dressed. Jennie didn't miss an opportunity to sneak a peek at Karen's grown-up body. Jennie tried to sear in the image of Karen's big tits and bubble butt so that she would have something to masturbate about that night. Karen, with blonde hair like Tammie, had selected a sort of Daisy Duke / Elly Mae Clampett country girl outfit. She had cut a pair of jeans into shorts that just barely covered her ass. Braless, she only had two or three buttons keeping her red checked blouse closed. Karen was as hot as a Trans Am engine on the 5 freeway! Tammie had modified the hemline of her slave girl costume with safety pins so that it was now no more than one or two inches below her underwear, and showed off her shapely, young legs. Jennie hadn't liked the undergarments that came with her rented costume, so she was wearing a rather modest black bikini underneath the flowing, sheer "I Dream of Jeannie" garments. Karen remarked on the suddenly sexy outfits of the freshman girls. She remembered when she had first gone from a children's costume to a "big girl costume." She joked to the girls, "Are you sure you've got enough in their to fill those costumes out?" Karen reached over to squeeze one of Tammie's breasts in the slave girl costume, and gave a little laugh. Karen wasn't trying to be a bitch, she was just "busting chops" like older sisters do. The girls took in a stride. They both knew that they looked pretty darn cute. The three girls were downstairs when Tommy, the USC Sigma Nu, knocked on the door. He was dressed in a Sailor Suit, and Jennie thought he looked like the boy on the Cracker Jacks box. Tommy had been carefully watching young Tammie grow into a beautiful teen, and called out "Hi T," to Tammie as he kissed Karen on the cheek. Seeing the three pretty girls, Tommy's mind quickly wandered to thoughts of a foursome. Snapping out of that fantasy, he and Karen headed to his car. He hoped that he would at least get a finger into the pussy of the teen princess tonight. He was tired of beating off after each of their dates. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Tammie and Jennie closed the door behind Karen, and innocently prepared their Halloween bags for what they hoped would be a cornucopia of Snickers bars, M&M's, Three Musketeers, and other chocolate favorites. The only thing that they didn't want were wax lips and candy corn. The two girls quickly mapped out their route. As in years before, they would head up Elm Street, turn on Jacaranda Ave., and return on the other side of the street on Jacaranda and Elm. That projected out to about fifty houses. In 1979, no one turned off their lights and pretended to not be home. All houses were giving away candy to the neighborhood kids. As the girls made their way, they made note of a couple leering looks from fathers passing out candy, and had received some whistles from some junior high boys that they knew. They considered this new-found attention rather thrilling, and a little titillating. They had chosen their sexy costumes well. Turning onto Jacaranda, they came to the house of Mrs. Simpson. No one had ever seen a Mr. Simpson, but Mrs. Simpson was the neighborhood "Fox." A dark-haired beauty, somewhat resembling TV's Adrienne Barbeau, Mrs. Simpson was at least 5'10", and kept in great shape with her early morning jogs through the neighborhood. Perhaps in her later 30's, Mrs. Simpson had the biggest, fullest, natural tits in Anaheim Hills. Mrs. Simpson was known to do her gardening in a bikini or halter top, while wearing only a tight pair of shorts. Many a neighboring father would suddenly find the need to mow his lawn when Mrs. Simpson was outside. Young boys on their 10-speed and stingray bicycles, as if receiving notice on short-wave radios, would suddenly ride by. Many of the housewives didn't particularly like her choice of gardening outfits, but had to admit that Mrs. Simpson could do whatever she wanted in her own yard. Mrs. Simpson was a very good neighbor, and would bring over casseroles if someone was sick. All agreed that she never, ever, had done anything to flirt with their husbands, and pretty much kept to herself. Mrs. Simpson had held one backyard party by her swimming pool. Some of the neighbors thought it odd that no husbands or boyfriends of the women had appeared to be on the guest list. Mrs. Simpson said it was an office party "with the girls." Mrs. Simpson was involved in commercial real estate, but no one knew any specifics. Tammie had remembered that Karen had babysat for her one summer a year or two ago when Mrs. Simpson was hosting her niece. The girls approached the door with their candy bags half-filled. They were proud that some of the younger boys had recognized them as the high school "foxes" that they felt that they were. Ringing the doorbell, the girls were surprised to see Mrs. Simpson in a French maid outfit, her boobs spilling out of the top. The girls dutifully said, "Trick or Treat," and hoped that Mrs. Simpson would have the large-size candy bars that she usually handed out. Mrs. Simpson dropped something in each of their bags, and noticed for the first time who was at her door: "Is that Tammie and Jennie? My, you two are all grown up now, and so beautiful." The teenage girls were flattered that this neighborhood "Fox" had noticed that they were no longer kids, but pretty high schoolers now. "You girls must be tired from walking? Come on in. You can have some milk, and I just made a chocolate cake." Mrs. Simpson's cakes and pies were legendary in the neighborhood. As she loved to bake, she would often send a dessert home with one of the neighborhood kids as they passed by. It was hard for the neighborhood mothers to dislike Mrs. Simpson when she was so generous and thoughtful. It surely wasn't her fault that she was born with the body that God gave her. No one ever asked the status of Mr. Simpson, and she had never volunteered it. As the girls entered the house, Mrs. Simpson had most definitely noticed how much the two 14-year old's had matured, and the sexy outfits that they were wearing. The girls hadn't noticed, but Mrs. Simpson had turned off her porch light. There would be no more Trick or Treaters that evening. Tammie hadn't noticed, but the lamp positioned in the doorway behind her was making her toga see-through. Mrs. Simpson could clearly see that Tammie was wearing only a tiny pair of bikini underwear beneath her slave girl costume. More importantly, Mrs. Simpson had noticed that the two pretty girls had giver her, in her maid outfit, the once-over, twice... or perhaps three times. On the porch, Jennie was talking to the older woman's tits, and not her eyes. Mrs. Simpson was intrigued. Sitting the two teens on her couch, Tammie tried to close her knees, but she had made the toga so short, her little panties peeked between her legs. Mrs. Simpson bent deeply as she delivered the cake and milk. She wanted to make doubly sure that the girls passed her lesbian test, and couldn't take their eyes off her heaving chest. Bingo! They were interested. Mrs. Simpson asked some innocuous questions of the teens. Hearing that they were both cheerleaders, Mrs. Simpson said that the she was not surprised, as they were such pretty girls. The girls hemmed and hawed when asked if they had boyfriends. Both, however, said proudly that they had been asked to the Homecoming dance by some older boys. Mrs. Simpson pretended not to be disappointed. These girls were not telling her everything. Complaining that the tight costume was beginning to bother her back, Mrs. Simpson loosened the laces of her maid's outfit. Her tightly confined boobs seemed to sigh in relief. The girls were clearly spellbound. "Oh that helps," Mrs. Simpson breathily sighed. "Girls, it's just us. I'm done passing out candy for the night. Would you mind if I took off my dress? I can barely breathe in it. It's a curse to have a large chest," she remarked to the A and B-cupped teens. Without waiting for the Jennie or Tammie to reply, Mrs. Simpson whipped her dress off over her head, and shook out her dark, full hair. Mrs. Simpson was now sitting on a living room chair topless, wearing only small black panties, a black garter belt, and black stockings. Mrs. Simpson stretched out her large tits with her hands as if to allow them to breath. The teens were slack-jawed, to say the least. They had both seen Karen's mature breasts, but they were nothing like these! They were gigantic, tanned, and seemed to defy gravity. Seeing the expression on the teen's faces, Mrs. Simpson decided to forgo any pretenses: "Would you like to touch them?" Tammie, always the bolder one, quickly rose from the couch. Tammie poked and prodded Mrs. Simpson's breasts tentatively, as if they might explode in her hand. Amused at Tammie's obvious inexperience, Mrs. Simpson guided Tammie's hand onto her breast. Tammie, gaining confidence, began to manipulate and knead the large breast. Mrs. Simpson suggested that she might be more comfortable if she sat her on her lap. She patted her thigh. Tammie hitched up her toga, and straddled Mrs. Simpson's thigh. Mrs. Simpson could feel the warmth of Tammie's pussy through her little cotton panties. Tammie waved to Jennie, "C'mon." Jennie took tiny, tentative steps toward Mrs. Simpson, but eventually straddled her other thigh, and began playing with her other tit, like Tammie. The two teenagers soon started having fun and giggling, as Mrs. Simpson instructed them on how to fondle her tits and lick her nipples. Tammie began to rub Jennie's back affectionately. Jennie was still wearing her Genie costume. Mrs. Simpson announced that they would all be more comfortable if they took off their Halloween costumes. Tammie unknotted her rope belt, and whipped her slave girl toga over head, revealing her B-cup boobs and little white bikini panties. Jennie had a more complicated Genie costume to remove, with a black bikini underneath. Tammie and Mrs. Simpson helped the teen undress. Mrs. Simpson cautioned the girls to be careful with their costumes. They had paid a deposit on each, and Mrs. Simpson thought it best if no questions were asked by returning home with rumpled costumes. Jennie was surprised when Mrs. Simpson removed Jennie's bikini top and placed her hands on Jennie's young breasts. Tammie then removed her panties, Mrs. Simpson's panties, and Jennie's bikini bottoms. Mrs. Simpson was still in stiletto heels, so she appeared to tower over the now-naked 14-year old's. Tammie pressed her young body into Mrs. Simpson from behind. Tammie beckoned Jennie to hug Mrs. Simpson from the front. Her large boobs pressed against the top of Jennie's head, as Tammie held the others tightly, pressing their three bodies together. Tammie had read about a "sandwich" in one of Darin's "dirty books". Conscious of the time, as the two girls had to be home by 10:00 p.m., Tammie looked at the clock and was relieved that it was only 8:30. As they were standing naked, Mrs. Simpson began to play with the comparatively smallish boobs of the teenagers. Mrs. Simpson was careful not to go below the waists of the young girls... Not yet, anyways Mrs. Simpson had harbored a fantasy of little naked nymphs swimming in her pool, and invited the girls outside. Both hesitated. Skinny dipping would be sexy, Tammie explained, but the girls would never be able to explain why their hair was wet. Mrs. Simpson then suggested her hot tub. No one's hair would get wet. The naked trio carefully opened the screen door. Mrs. Simpson scouted for prying eyes. She had selected the house due to the high shrubbery, and that none of the adjoining neighbors had two-story homes. Mrs. Simpson could entertain as she pleased in her back yard. Mrs. Simpson encouraged the teens to explore each other's bodies with their hands and their mouths. It was a little weird at first. The girls had known each other for so long, and they had never done anything sexually with each other more than a closed-mouth kiss. Tammie began rubbing Jennie's small tits and flat stomach. Becoming emboldened, Tammie began sucking Tammie's engorged brown nipples. Mrs. Simpson was behind Tammie, and was rubbing Tammie's firm butt and back with her hands. Tammie's butt was still tan-lined after spending many a summer day at Newport Beach with Karen. Again, Mrs. Simpson was careful not to enter any teenage orifices... at least not yet. Mrs. Simpson pressed her crotch firmly into Tammie's backside below the water level, and began to hump her pretty, athletic ass. With Tammie's mouth locked on one of Jennie's tits, Mrs. Simpson reached around to caress Tammie's firm, young tits. Mrs. Simpson could hold back no longer, and lowered one hand and began petting Tammie's wet, blonde pussy. Tammie jerked, surprised with the initial touch, but allowed Mrs. Simpson to enter her with a single finger, which was stroked slowly, and shallowly. Mrs. Simpson breathed in deeply the smell of Tammie's freshly shampooed blonde hair. Mrs. Simpson asked both teens if they had ever eaten pussy? Both sheepishly replied, "No." Mrs. Simpson placed a nervous Jennie on the edge of the hot tub, and parted her legs. Jennie's pussy was sparsely covered with dark pubic hair. Mrs. Simpson put an arm around Tammie and brought her in close to observe. Mrs. Simpson began to slowly kiss the inner thighs of the wet teen. Opening Jennie's nether lips with her fingers, she began to slowly lick around Jennie's young pussy. Concentrating on Jennie's clit, Tammie was surprised how quickly Mrs. Simpson was able to bring Jennie to her first orgasm. Now it was Tammie's turn on Jennie. Tammie was a little awkward at first, but she was a quick learner, and also managed to bring Jennie to orgasm. Jennie giggled at first when Tammie tickled her pussy with her tongue. The same process was repeated on Tammie. Mrs. Simpson was mightily impressed with Tammie's 14-year old body. It was mature beyond her years, and her blonde pussy was unique and inviting as she lapped hungrily at the teen. This time Jennie was encouraged to fondle Mrs. Simpson's pussy underwater before performing her first act of cunnilingus on her life-long friend. Mrs. Simpson was the first to suggest that she had done all of the licking so far. Now it was her turn. Mrs. Simpson elevated her backside over the top of the hot tub. The two 14-years devoured Mrs. Simpson from behind with their fingers and tongues. Tammie's inner clock told her that it must be approaching 10:00 p.m., and that they'd better get dressed and get home before they got into trouble. The naked trio were a splendid sight as they emerged from the water. The girls dried off quickly, and put their Halloween costumes back on. The girls were glad that the costumes were skimpy, as they were dressed again in a matter of seconds. Mrs. Simpson handed them their Halloween candy bags, and threw in a little more from her still nearly full candy bowl for good measure. Each of the girls kissed Mrs. Simpson good bye. Mrs. Simpson encouraged them to return whenever they wanted to, alone or together. Still naked, Mrs. Simpson went to her bedroom and pulled a large pink dildo out a drawer. She masturbated long and hard that night thinking of the pretty, young cheerleaders. Tammie and Jennie ran to Tammie's nearby home. Tammie had to hold her slave girl skirt down with her hand, lest her little panties showed. The girls made it on time. Neither Tammie's parents or her sister had returned yet. Jennie quickly put on her regular clothes, and stuffed her Genie costume in the bag that she had brought, and ran home with her Halloween candy bag jiggling in her hand. They had gotten away with it. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Stay tuned for Part II.