My Beautiful 'hippie' Wife

We are moving and I found an old box of Polaroids of my wife's grandparent's hippie days. A few x rated. My wife's Grandma was a small girl, must have been such a scrumptious delicacy at the time. My young wife, is a scrumptious delicacy herself, 19 and could have been a hippie girl herself.

We decided to take a holiday trip to the town her grandma grew up in, and see if my could channel her. We took my bike, and a couple of backpacks, riding free. But with helmets. We found a small B&B, the lady could have been a hippie herself. We walked around, had a great dinner, sat outside and enjoyed the evening and the stars.

We found 'the pond' Grandma skinny dipped in with her friends. Risking arrest we got undressed and went in for a swim. My wife pulled herself out of the water and stood on a large rock, the water dripping from her hair. Her small frame, little boobies, and wet hairy bush channeled her Grandma in that faded polaroid.

Lovemaking disturbed our hostess, 'enough already' she shouted from outside our door. The next day I apologized, she told me to leave the young girl alone. 'Once is enough' she said. We told her that back in the sixties her grandma and friends lived up here in a hippie camp. She wasn't impressed, said her parents owned a restaurant then, and 'those damn hippies robbed them blind'.

We rode home the following afternoon, and on the mirror after we set up our new apartment, we have grandma's naked hippie girl picture at the skinny dipping pond, and my wife channel's her every time we make love.