Date: Wed, 10 Nov 2021 17:24:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: Titan Hoop Club <titanhoopclub@yahoo.com>
Subject: Halloween Teen Treats, 1979 II

When Karen, Tammie's 17-year old sister returned on Halloween night from
the fraternity party, Tammie was already in bed as it was a school night.

Asked about the party, Karen said that it was alright, but on the drive
home Tommy kept trying to put his hands inside her Daisy Duke shorts.
Tommy was kind of a creep, Karen decided.

Tammie pretended that she had a normal night of trick or treating, and
offered her sister some candy.  Worried about pimples, Karen replied, "no
thanks."

In truth, Tammie and Jennie had only finished half of their route before
being seduced and engaging in a lesbian three-way with the voluptuous
Mrs. Simpson.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

It was now Saturday night.  Pretty, blonde Karen, her high school's
Homecoming Queen excused herself for the evening, saying that she was
going to the movies with "friends."  Karen had been purposely vague.  She
hadn't told her parents specifically who she was going to the movies
with, and they hadn't asked.

Karen was a sensible, obedient daughter, got good grades, and didn't run
around with "bad boys."  Her Song Girl activities kept her pretty busy,
so her parents didn't often question her when she went out.

If pressed when she got home, which she certainly didn't anticipate,
Karen would say that she met up some friends from the Troy High cheer
squad.  She selected the name of a movie that she had already seen,
Alien, in case she was asked about the plot.

Karen drove her yellow 1972 Mustang to the nearby Knowlwood Burgers, and
pulled out some change for the pay phone.  Calling the prearranged
number, she was told simply, "1012."

Karen got into her car and drove from the east side of Anaheim to the
Disneyland area in the middle of the town, parking at the luxury, Grand
Hotel.  In 1979, the Grand Hotel was the finest in the city.  Well-heeled
visitors, and Major League teams playing the California Angels would stay
there.

Wearing a short, purple mini-dress and laced-up black boots, Karen locked
the Mustang, and headed for the elevator to the top floor of the
ten-story hotel.  Karen walked hurriedly, and made it a point not to make
eye contact with anyone.  In a hotel filled with out of town visitors,
Karen hoped to move through unrecognized and unquestioned.

Reaching the tenth floor suite, the other guests had already arrived.
Karen had met most of them before:  There was Ms. Monica Traylor, a
successful chef and restaurant owner;  Mrs. Beverly Johnson, a 48-year
old executive for the Irvine Company, who happened to be the mother of of
one of Tammie's classmates;  The hostess for the evening was Mrs.
Simpson, who had recently seduced Karen's 14-year old sister, Tammie, and
her best friend, Jennie.

Karen was one of three younger girls who would be providing the
entertainment that evening.  In addition to Karen, there was Heidi
Miller, an aspiring 20-year old model, and Becky O'Hearn, a new, tall,
pretty girl from the Cal State Fullerton basketball team.

This was a "social club" that Mrs. Simpson had put together for her and
her special friends.  The young girls were paid handsomely for their time
and for their favors.  "Meetings" were held at least monthly.

Karen and her neighbor, Mrs. Simpson had begun an affair two years prior,
when Karen was only 15.  Mrs. Simpson had invented an imaginary niece for
Karen to babysit as an excuse for the teen to come over without raising
suspicion.  Karen sold her pretty teenage body to Mrs. Simpson by the
hour.

Becky, the new girl, had been properly briefed in advance.  She
understood what would soon take place.  The cast of guests and size of
the group would sometimes vary, but Mrs. Simpson would always try to
include Karen if she was available.  The beautiful teen's bikini-clad
picture was sometimes shown to the older lesbians as an incentive, if
attendance or more money was needed for a selected "meeting."

Ms. Traylor, a prototypical short-haired dyke, had gotten into the
restaurant business and made a name for herself as a chef.  She quickly
found backers, and opened up her own successful restaurant in Newport
Beach.  Constantly busy at work, she didn't have time to date.  She
wanted a sure thing, and Mrs. Simpson was able to provide it.  Maybe not
the 12 and 13-year old girls that she preferred, but still young enough
to be interesting.  Karen had been the featured prize in this group when
only 15-years old.
Beverly Johnson was a married woman, and a secret lesbian.  Above all,
she needed discretion.  Mrs. Simpson could provide it. as well as some
tasty young girls.  What her husband didn't know wouldn't hurt him, she
rationalized.

Mrs. Simpson, no one seemed to call her by her first name, she was always
just Mrs. Simpson.  She had come up with this idea, and it seemed to
satisfy all.  The girls were safe and well-paid.  The women were supplied
with attractive, clean, young pussy.  Always thinking ahead, Mrs. Simpson
wondered if Tammie and Jennie could be persuaded to join the group?

The "meetings" at first took place at Mrs. Simpson's house.  Fearful that
the gatherings might start to attract attention, they were moved to
various upscale Orange County hotels.

Mrs. Johnson, who had a daughter at Canyon High School, congratulated
Karen on being selected Canyon's Homecoming Queen.  The others applauded
and also congratulated the pretty blonde.  Mrs. Simpson put that piece of
information in her memory bank.  She would be sure to raise the price
next time.

Now 17, Karen had never had much interest in boys.  She dated because
that was the obvious thing to do.  Using the old ruse of "I'm planning to
wait until I'm married," all of Karen's dates would leave unsatisfied.
Something she found amusing was that because she was so beautiful, the
boys always came back for more.

Karen enjoyed lesbian sex, and enjoyed the money even more.  Karen saved
her money carefully.  College was just a year away, and she was thinking
of Arizona State.  If asked, she would simply tell her parents that she
had a part-time job near campus which would explain the extra money.

It was now time to begin.  As if on two sports teams, the women were
divided between older and younger.  All six began to strip naked.  It was
part of the designated routine.

Becky, the basketball player, was a statuesque 6'3" center.  Needless to
say, her legs were invitingly long, and her shoulder length dirty-blonde
hair was tied in a pony tail.  Becky had first been seduced by a lesbian
AAU coach while playing in a summer basketball tournament when only
14-years old.  She was in it for the sex as much as the money.  A
basketball scholarship only provided for so much.

Heidi was a beautiful dark-haired girl with violet eyes.  The comparison
to Elizabeth Taylor was obvious, but Heidi was taller and less
voluptuous.  Her modeling career had not taken off as quickly as she had
hoped.  Having her pussy eaten occasionally by an older woman seemed to
Heidi an easy way to help pay the bills.

Two tables held three face-down playing cards each.  Each set contained a
King, Queen, and a Jack.

The three older women drew their cards first.  Then the three younger
ones drew.

The six naked women would then compare their cards.  Kings with Kings.
Queens with Queens.  Jacks with Jacks.  Those would be the pairings for
the night.  There were "free-for-all" nights where the older women were
able to hook up with all of the younger girls, but those were infrequent,
and cost much, much more.

Beverly, the mother of Tammie's classmate, drew the pretty model, Heidi.
Beverly extended her hand, and they adjourned to one of the two bedrooms
in the suite.  Beverly was secretly disappointed.  Although Heidi was
beautiful, she really wanted to eat out the teenage Homecoming queen.

Mrs. Simpson drew Becky, the basketball player.  Both women were tall,
with Mrs. Simpson at at least 5'10", with massive natural breasts.
Wasting no time, she began to hug Becky's naked body, and latched on to
her ass to pull her in tight.  Becky was a little embarrassed.  She had
expected some privacy.

The three older women had previously drawn "high card" for the two
bedrooms.  Mrs. Simpson had the low card, and would have to use the
pull-out bed on the living room couch.

The dykish chef, Monica Traylor, nearly jumped to the ceiling when she
realized that she had at last drawn Karen.  She felt as though she had
won the Irish Sweepstakes that night.  Karen was the youngest and the
prettiest.  Monica had never had a complaint with any of the girls that
she had drawn before, but she had longed to sink her tongue into Karen's
pretty, blonde pussy.

Part of the reason that they all got naked at the start of the evening
was because Mrs. Simpson wisely figured that it would entice the
participants to want to return and sample some of the other merchandise.
Karen was a natural draw.

At barely more than 5' tall, Monica surprised Karen when she picked her
off her feet and carried her naked 17-year old prize like a new bride
across the threshold.

Although small, Monica was probably the most aggressive of the lesbian
"regulars," but was kind and careful not to cause any actual pain to any
of the young girls.

As soon as she closed the bedroom door Monica was on her knees and
lapping at Karen's pussy.  Karen grabbed a handful of Monica's short,
boyishly cut hair, and held on for dear life as her legs wobbled.

Although Monica was probably the least pretty of the "regulars," she was
proving to Karen to be quite skillful with her tongue.  Karen was very
aware that she had for some reason she had never drawn Monica before.
She would be paid her money, and she would do her job as required.  This
wasn't romance.

Monica was skillful, but Karen wasn't attracted enough to her to have a
legitimate orgasm, so she faked one.  She had faked them before.  It was
better than spoiling some woman's ego.

Rising to her feet, Monica began slobbering all over Karen's firm, young
breasts.  Monica was simply so excited that she couldn't help herself.
The drool over Karen's pink breasts was real.  Karen jumped a bit as
Monica inserted a rough finger into her pussy.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Together, Mrs. Simpson and Becky were easily able to roll out the folding
bed from the couch.  With their big bodies they would need more room than
a simple couch could offer.

Becky and Mrs. Simpson had had sex together before.  They had been
introduced to each other by a mutual friend at a Laguna Beach lesbian
bar.

Becky liked that Mrs. Simpson was not intimidated by her imposing 6'3"
frame.  Others were, and it got in the way with her hooking up with other
girls.

Becky also liked Mrs. Simpson's athletic body and massive boobs.  Becky
had peeked at a lot of naked girls in the showers during her basketball
career, but she had never seen a pair of tits as big and firm as Mrs.
Simpson's.  Becky has heard of some women having silicone breasts to add
some size, but these were deliciously real.  Firm, yet soft.

Mrs. Simpson asked Becky to "assume the position."  Becky got on all
fours on the foldout bed.  Mrs. Simpson stroked her large strap-on dildo
with KY jelly, and approached the bed behind the tall basketball player.

Mrs. Simpson began to probe Becky's pussy with the slippery dildo.  At
first entering tentatively, then deeper, Mrs. Simpson began to build a
rhythm.  The size of the dildo made Becky gasp, but not unpleasantly.
She had recently used a similar strap-on on one of her team mates, so it
seemed only fair that Mrs. Simpson was using one on her.

As Mrs. Simpson went deeper and faster, she hunched her upper body over
Becky's, rubbing her large tits from side to side on Becky's back.  With
Mrs. Simpson's drilling with the strap-on, and their two bodies banging
together, it created quite a slapping sound.

Mrs. Simpson reached around Becky's upper torso, and gripped Becky's tits
for leverage as she pumped away.  An athlete, Becky endured as long as
she could, then collapsed in a heap following an orgasm.

The dildo was presented to Becky's lips, and she eagerly gave the
imaginary penis a blow job.  She had never sucked a real penis in her
young life, and had little desire to do so.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Beverly Johnson couldn't decide what she wanted to do first with Heidi,
the young model.  Beverly alternated between kissing Heidi's lips and
sucking on her little model-size breasts.

Heidi was content to have Mrs. Johnson do whatever she liked during their
time together.  It would make for less effort for Heidi, who was strictly
a lesbian for cash.

Beverly finally moved Heidi to the bed, and positioned the dark-haired
model so that her legs were over her head.  Heidi had the first shaved
pussy that Beverly had ever seen.  Dark, hairy pussy's could show through
fabric during photoshoots of some of the more sheer materials in vogue in
those days.  Models had begun shaving down there to eliminate the
problem.

With Heidi's bald pussy in the air, Monica stiffened her tongue, and
forcefully went in and out of Heidi's snatch like a small, wet penis.
Heidi, of course, had been eaten out before, but this was a new position
and a new technique.  Heidi liked it a lot, and spread her legs wide,
urging Beverly ever deeper.

As a successful businesswoman in real estate development, Beverly
traveled a great deal alone, all over the country.  Lesbian bars had
begun to sprout up in major urban cities since the early part of the
decade.  Unencumbered on the road, and with an answering service to field
her calls, Beverly enjoyed partaking in the lesbian life whenever she
could.

Beverly was finding out that college girls seemed most eager to
experiment with a same-sex partner, and many particularly enjoyed the
company of older women, and the money that they could spend on them.  A
new term, "Sugar Mama" began to go around.

Beverly had learned a great deal from these girls who were in their teens
and twenties, and she was eager to share what she learned with others.

Flipping Heidi onto her stomach, Beverly climbed atop the naked girl.
She began rubbing her tits on Heidi's back from side to side, in a
circular motion, and up and down.

Beverly then asked Heidi to kneel and then bend over on the bed.  Beverly
told Heidi that she was going to perform the technique of analingus.
Heidi didn't know what that meant, but she didn't ask any questions.
Heidi, gasped, squealed, and clamped down when Beverly's tongue entered
her anus.

Beverly softly told Heidi to relax, and parted Heidi's butt cheeks as
wide as she could with her hands.  Heidi braced herself, her hands
clutching at the sheets as Beverly entered her asshole again, and began
to kiss and lick the forbidden orifice.  Surprise quickly turned to
pleasure for Heidi.

Beverly had learned this technique from a young female Israeli soldier
that she met in a lesbian bar in New York.  She herself had originally
been surprised at how pleasurable it was.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Pretty, blonde Karen was now faced with it.  Dykish Monica Traylor laid
flat on the bed.  Her legs spread wide, and her knees in the air.  This
could only mean one thing, she wanted to be eaten out by the 17-year old
Homecoming queen.

Karen had somehow hoped that she could avoid this.  She had concentrated
on satisfying Monica's small, milkless boobs with her tongue, and
occasionally petted her bush from that position on the bed.

Monica had a dark, thick tangle of pubic hair that resembled a forbidden
forest to Karen.  Karen knew that she would soon be picking Monica's
pubic hairs out of her teeth.

Approaching Monica's pussy with some trepidation, Karen knew that there
was no turning back, so she parted Monica's pussy lips with her fingers,
and began licking with a great deal of gusto, thinking about the money
she would earning for college.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

It was nearing the appointed end of the evening.  Becky had enjoyed her
time with Mrs. Simpson, and almost felt guilty about being paid.  Becky
was sucking heartily on Mrs. Simpson's massive boobs, and had most of her
long hand inside Mrs. Simpson's vagina when she was told that it was time
to get up and get dressed.

The two other young girls walked out of their bedrooms in various stages
of dishevelment.  They all went to one the two large restrooms to fix
their hair and makeup, and to look as unruffled as possible when leaving
the hotel.

Becky, the basketball player, was the first to leave.  Knowing that Karen
was from nearby Anaheim Hills, she slipped the 17-year old her phone
number.  Becky had managed to take a good look at Karen's naked body at
the start of the season.  Becky definitely wanted some of that for
herself.

The six would leave one by one.  It would be less noticeable, and they
could more easily exit to the hotel parking lot without attracting any
curious looks, or possibly running into anyone that they knew.  Again the
strategy was to keep your head looking straight ahead, and to keep moving
briskly.

Exciting the Grand Hotel, Mrs. Simpson began to consider her need for new
recruits and new "patrons."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

As it was a Saturday night, and not a school night, Tammie had been
allowed to have Jennie over for a sleepover.  Karen had almost forgotten
that when she walked into the room and saw the two friends together in
their little pajama's, still talking at nearly midnight.

Both girls smiled at Karen, and asked about the movie.  Karen said she
saw "Alien," and that it was "really scary."

Karen envied Tammie for having a good friend like Jennie.  Karen always
had to deal with a lot of jealous and competitive bitches in her class.
She wondered what it would be like to have a friend her age that she
could confide in?  None of the Song Girls would fit the bill.  Most were
still pissed the she, not they were elected Homecoming Queen.  "Maybe in
college," Karen thought to herself.

Karen would have been absolutely flabbergasted if she had known that the
two girls had just earlier that week eaten each others pussies in the hot
tub of Mrs. Simpson.

Karen continued to undress and change into her sleepwear outfit of shorts
and a Canyon High Cheer t-shirt, as she prepared to enter her bed.  She
took one last look at the pair across from her in the juvenile pajama's
and thought:  "That little Jennie is really getting to be cute.  I
wonder..."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

The End