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Hippy Party
By
Jan
It was 1972 and everyone in southern California under 30 thought it was cool to think of themselves as Hippies. They let their hair grow and bought loud colorful clothes that were made to look old and distressed. Susanna was an 18-year old just graduating from Riverside High School.
Even the Inland Empire (Counties of San Bernardino and Riverside) was caught up in the anti- social behavior. They thought it was cool to defy anti-drug laws by smoking dope and making anti-war statements even if they had never really understood what the fuss was all about.
Susanna had never thought of herself as an attractive girl. Her hair was a dark brown that she kept cut shoulder length because it was easier to care for. The thing that boys were drawn to was her 38-D breasts. They way they act you would think they could fuck them because it seemed that all they wanted was to smoke marijuana and get their cocks wet in a pussy. She had a boyfriend and they hung out with his best friend all of the time.
The sister of his best friend had an apartment close to the University of Riverside, even though she was not a student. Her name was Ann. She was only a year older than Susanna. The thing about her was her doll like beauty. She had waist length, wavy hair that was light brown that was sun bleached. That was her pride and joy. The only thing that nature had denied her was a woman's figure. Her diminutive figure was a 34-A. There were 10-year olds with larger breasts.
One warm autumn night her boyfriend and his buddy had drank a six-pack of beer while smoking some pot. Rather than increase their libido, they got sleepy. When they nodded off in the living room, Ann suggested that they retreat to her bedroom because she wanted to apply makeup on her.
They had passed on the dope and were sober. They thought the guys were foolish to get smashed.
When they were in her bedroom, they started off by brushing each other's hair. Susanna enjoyed brushing out the tangles in Ann's lovely hair. When Ann finished brushing Susanna's hair she insisted on applying makeup on Susanna.
She turned her towards her and applied eye shadow, accented her eyebrows, thickened her eyelashes, put a makeup foundation on her face and faded in a cheek blush for a subtle touch and then drew in the outline of her lips with an eyebrow pencil before applying lipstick and lip gloss. When she was finished she turned Susanna around to look at herself in the mirror.
Susanna could not believe the face she was looking at was truly her. She was studying herself in the mirror when Ann turned her head and kissed her on the lips. Susanna sat there stunned by the kiss.
What the hell was she supposed to do, kiss her back or slap her face? She did neither.
Ann kissed her again. This time there was no doubt the girl was being sexual. She stuck her tongue in Susanna's mouth and placed one hand on one of her tits. Feeling the hand squeeze her tit was all it took to melt any reservations Susanna might have had. She placed her hand on one of Ann's little mounds.
Ann wanted to see her breasts. They pulled their tie dyed T-shirts off. Susanna had on a good support bra and Ann needed nothing at all to hold up what little she had. Susanna got her first look at her breasts. Her nipples were as hard and the size of pearls. The areolas were pink and almost as large as her tits. Susanna just had to touch the nipples and trace the outline of her areolas.
Ann reached around her to unfasten her bra and pull it off of her arms. When she got to see Susanna's breasts she lowered her head and sucked on her nipples. Susanna's breasts were not only large they were creamy colored. The areolas were mauve colored and about the size of silver dollars. The nipples were right on the middle. She felt a chill run through her body while Ann was sucking on her breasts even more intense that when her boyfriend had done that. It may have been the taboo effect but she was breathless.
Ann wanted her to suck on her breasts too. She got another thrill when she saw the traces of her lipstick on her breasts. When Ann had enough of having her nipples sucked on she wanted them to finish undressing.
Susanna was only a little self-conscious about taking off her ragged jeans and panties but she was curious to see what Ann would look like naked. They were both sitting on the bed and had to lie on their backs to pull their pants up their legs and do it again to get their panties off.
Susanna had never trimmed her pubic hair but she didn't have an excessive amount of hair down there. Ann on the other hand had more hair than Susanna had ever seen. She even commented that she could be hiding a cock in there. That brought a burst of laughter from both of them. The hairs had to be at least three inches long. The hairs were so dark and thick that the crack was hidden. Ann was kind enough to part the hair and show the novice where her pussy was. She instructed her on what to do with her mouth. Susanna had never sucked pussy before and was surprised how natural it came to her. She knew that she would be doing that again.
For the next three years Susanna ignored her boyfriend in favor of her love of Ann. Then without warning Ann broke up with Susanna for another girl. It broke Susanna's heart. The result was she turned to her boyfriend and married him.
She became a stay at home mother and had two sons. As the years passed she became dissatisfied with her relationship with her husband. They had moved to Houston, Texas, by that time. She found herself drawn to women again. Then the boys figured out their mother was a little more than just friends with the women she was spending all of her time with. When they finally confronted her with their suspicions she tearfully admitted that she was a lesbian. The older son was willing to accept it but moved out soon after the confrontation. The younger son lives at home and has been supportive of her lifestyle. She has even had women stay over night with her with her younger son's knowledge. He accepted that when mama's bedroom door was closed he was not to enter because mom was making love to another woman.
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