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Archive name: brady03.txt (fimaly inc)
Authors name: PIXNIX (c) 1991
Story title : The Brady Bunch - Part 3
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And now without further adieu...here's the story...of a
lovely lady....who was...um....in bed...???
The Erotic Adventures of the Brady Bunch
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Marcia could feel his cock against her ass, gradually
hardening and lengthening. She reached behind herself,
groping him through his thin pajamas, then reaching through
the pajama fly and fondling his balls. She released him, then
turned around and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his
mouth.
Greg returned her kiss, then peeled her robe off. He
lifted her in his arms, lifted her high enough to kiss her
titties, then suck on them. Without another word he took her
to the kitchen table, turned her away from him and bent her
over the table. He put his cock against her pussy lips,
spread them slightly with his fingers, then plunged in
completely, spearing her with his massive tool. He heard her
grunt, then moan. He began pumping, pulling back slowly, then
slamming forward as hard as he could. She would grunt every
time he thrust, and moan every time he withdrew. He was deep
in her pussy, just short of cumming, when the kitchen door
opened and Peter walked in. They froze, not knowing what to
do. Peter was startled, but recovered quickly. He walked to
the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of juice, and then
went to the table and sat down. He smiled at Greg and Marcia,
then told them he liked to watch. Marcia giggled, then
wiggled her ass at Greg, who was still inside, but no longer
fully erect. She rippled the muscles in her pussy, helping
Greg regain his erection. When he was hard he began fucking
her again, stroking long and deep, again drawing grunts from
Marcia. Peter watched for a few minutes, drinking his oj,
then reached into his shorts and pulled out his cock. He
pushed back from the table, far enough that Marcia could see
him, and started fisting his cock, stroking and squeezing. He
knew that if he could get involved in the fuck happening in
front of him, getting a group thing going with all six of
them would be easy. He stared at Marcia's closed eyes, hoping
she would open them. When she did, finally, he grinned at
her, then stroked his cock, hard, pointing it at her face.
She answered his grin with one of her own, then nodded her
head. Peter was out of his chair like a shot, and up on the
table. He slid toward Marcia, his cock pointing at the
ceiling. Marcia raised up on her elbows, lifting her face
high enough for Peter to rest his prick against her mouth. At
first she just lipped it, giving it quick little kisses,
moving up and down the shaft. Then she took the head in her
mouth, her tongue massaging it. She sucked on the head, then
slid down the shaft, taking most of him into her mouth. Her
head bobbed up and down on his rod, in time with Greg's cock
thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Marcia came first, pulling off Peter's cock, moaning and
writhing on the kitchen table. When she finished, Greg pulled
out of her, picked her up, and carried her to the couch in
the front room, Peter following along behind, cock bouncing
up and down with every step.
Marcia told Greg to lay on the couch, then climbed on
top of him. With one hand she held his cock, with the other
she spread her pussy lips. She lowered herself onto his tool,
slowly, savoring the feel of it going in, enjoying the power
she felt being in control of the fuck. When she was all the
way down, nothing but Gregs balls showing, she looked at
Peter, then at her ass, then back at Peter to see if he got
the message. He did. He made a mad dash for the kitchen,
poured some oil on his hands and cock, then hurried back
to the couch.
Marcia was in mid-ride, her ass pistoning up and down,
Greg's huge cock appearing and disappearing. Peter climbed
onto the couch, took hold of Marcia's hips, and pushed
against her asshole. He pushed hard, the oil on his cock
lubricating her butt. Her hole relaxed suddenly, allowing him
to slip inside. About two thirds of his shaft went in on that
first plunge. He was surprised when she didn't tense up. He
always had to wait for Jan to get used to him being in her
ass. He pushed again, slipping the rest of the way in, his
balls touching Greg's, who was completely inside Marcia's
pussy. Greg lifted Marcia slightly, enough so that he could
slide out, then ram back in. He started fucking, long, hard
strokes, the kind that drove Marcia crazy. Peter could feel
him doing it, feel it in his own cock every time Greg thrust.
Peter began his ass fuck, imitating Greg, pulling almost out
and then thrusting back in all at once. Marcia was moaning,
writhing madly between the boys, driven almost crazy with
lust. Peter felt her orgasm begin, felt her ass squeeze tight
as her pussy spasmed around Greg's cock. Buried deep in her
ass, he felt Greg thrust in hard, felt him swell, felt his
cock jerking and shooting inside her, so close to his own. He
thrust a couple more times, then started shooting himself. He
pumped shot after shot into her ass, feeling completely
drained when he was done.
Marcia went upstairs to shower, leaving Greg and Peter
to clean up downstairs. They walked back to the kitchen,
stood by the sink and soaped up their dicks, washing them
clean. Peter figured this was as good a time as any to tell
Greg about the others. The results were everything he had
hoped for. When he talked about Cindy's cocksucking talents
Greg's meat began to swell.
Greg was surprised at himself. He'd cum twice in the
last hour, and now hearing about 14 year old Cindy sucking
cock was giving him another erection. Hell of a way to start
a day. Greg hung his rod in the sink, grabbed the rinser, and
sprayed warm water across his cock, balls, and stomach,
rinsing off the soap. Just as he finished Jan and Cindy
walked in.
Both girls stopped dead in their tracks. Of all the
things they might have expected first thing in the morning,
Peter and Greg standing naked in the kitchen with semi-erect
cocks was way down the list. Jan reacted first. Her hands
went to her breasts, began massaging them through the mens
shirt she wore to bed. Cindy licked her lips, pushed one hand
through the fly of the boys pajamas she still wore every
night. She rubbed her pussy, one finger slipping between the
lips, spreading them.
By now the boys were fully erect. Without a word they
went to the girls. Greg stopped in front of Jan, pulled her
to him, and kissed her long and hard. His hands went to her
ass, which he massaged while his tongue probed her mouth.
When the kiss was finished he backed off a step, pulled her
shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her tits were
magnificent. Full and round, they jutted out from her ribs
with almost no sag. Greg moved close, lifted her in his arms,
and carried her to the table, the same table he had fucked
Marcia on less than an hour ago. He sat her on the table,
pulled up a chair, and started licking and sucking her boobs.
Breakfast was finally ready.
Peter had pulled Cindy to the floor, stripped off her
shirt, and was sucking her hard little nipples. He had one
hand inside her pajama bottoms, frigging her cunt, making
sure she was wet enough to fuck. He mounted her there, not
even removing the pajamas, fucking her through the same hole
she had used to rub herself.
Greg had moved down to Jan's pussy. His mouth was pushed
tight against her, his tongue going in and out, his hands
squeezing her ass. He pulled away, stood up, pushed her down
on her back and spread her legs.
Jan watched as Greg moved up between her thighs. She had
never even seen anything as big, much less had it inside her.
His strong hands gripped her ankles, raising her feet to his
shoulders. He pulled her closer to the edge of the table,
then looked into her eyes. She felt his cockhead spreading
her pussy lips, then he pushed, gently, only moving a couple
of inches into her. She looked into his eyes, then, silently
telling him to give her more, to fuck her completely. He slid
his hands down her legs to her thighs, then to her hips. He
got a firm hold on her, then drove into her with all his
power, forcing himself all the way in.
Greg began to piston Jan's snatch, fucking her the way
Marcia liked it, with long, hard strokes. With every stroke
her tits bounced toward her face, then came back when he
pulled out. Jan must have noticed where he was looking, or
maybe just liked playing with them, because she grabbed her
own boobs and began massaging them, rolling them with her
hands, tweaking the nipples to make them even harder. As he
watched, pumping into her, she pulled her right breast to her
mouth, licked her nipple, then took it between her lips and
sucked on it. Greg had never seen a woman suck her own tits;
it was more then he could handle right then. With a grunt he
buried himself in her snatch just as she let out a long moan.
She tensed, her body arching up off the table. He pushed in
deep, then let loose with a shattering orgasm, his cock
jerking time after time. When he was finished he pulled her
to a sitting position and kissed her again, long and hard.
Cindy was thrashing about on the floor, in the middle of
her second orgasm, Peter still rock hard and pumping. While
Jan and Greg watched, Peter pulled out of her and turned her
over. He stretched out on top of her, his cock resting
between her butt cheeks. While Cindy was still relaxed, Peter
pushed his bone against her asshole, slipping almost halfway
in.
Cindy was exhausted, left limp by the force of her
orgasms. She simply went with it when Peter turned her over,
expecting him to mount her from behind. His rod was hot
against her ass, slick with her own juices, and she could
feel it throbbing. She felt him sliding it back, and was
waiting for him to fill her pussy again. When he pushed
through her asshole she was surprised, but didn't have the
energy to fight it. Later she found out that assfucking
sometimes hurt, but right now there was no pain. She stayed
relaxed, and allowed Peter his way. After all, he had already
gotten her off twice.
Peter thrust again, burying his bone in Cindy's tight
little ass. She was tighter than any hole he had ever been
in. He pulled back slowly, then pushed it in again, all in
one stroke. His pace increased, her tightness and
subservience making him harder and hotter.
Jan slid from the table, dropping to her knees in front
of Greg. She took his cum coated prick into her mouth,
licking and sucking, cleaning it while also causing it to
stiffen again. They watched Peter pounding in and out of
Cindy's ass, watched as he buried his log in her butt and
jerked spasmodically, watched him collapse atop her when his
orgasm finished.
Bobby woke with a piss-hardon, climbed out of bed and
headed for the bathroom. He was standing about two feet away
from the toilet, aiming his stream into the bowl when Marcia
walked in. She had forgotten her cosmetics bag after her
shower, and didn't realize anyone was in the bathroom. She
stopped dead, staring at the boy's erection. Bobby was
startled by her presence, but there wasn't much he could do
about it. The longer she stared, though, the more it excited
him.
Marcia stared at Bobby's hardon, watching it. At first
it was softening as the piss left, but as she watched it
began to stiffen again. She had never seen such a smooth
cock, or balls so nearly devoid of hair. When he finished she
moved towards him, reaching for his balls. She wasn't really
horny, Greg and Peter had taken care of that, but Bobby's
balls were practically calling her. Her fingers itched to
feel the soft fuzz, to cradle his young balls, to fondle
them. She dropped to her knees before him, stroking his cock
with one hand, rolling his balls with the other. She pulled
his foreskin back, marveling at the velvety smoothness of his
shaft. Without a word she took him into her mouth. She sucked
the head, licked it, while fisting the shaft with one hand
and holding his balls with the other.
Bobby was taken completely by surprise. He was barely
awake, and he was already being blown. He throbbed in
Marcia's mouth, then dropped his hands to her head, pulled
her against him, and began to shoot. He shot hard, but not
very long. Everything had happened so fast, he hadn't even
been hard more than a couple minutes.
Marcia swallowed the hot, sticky cum spewing into her
mouth, and continued to suck. She wanted him to stay hard,
wanted him to fuck her right there in the bathroom. When he
was fully erect again she stood up, turned her back to him,
and bent over, resting her hands on the toilet cover. Bobby
pushed her robe up out of the way, moved up against her butt,
and sunk his pole into her pussy.
His hands gripping her hips, Bobby began fucking, moving
in and out slowly and steadily, wanting this to last much
longer than the blow job had. Marcia was just as tight as
Cindy, even if she was older. He continued his slow, steady
fucking, helping Marcia build toward her own orgasm. When she
began to moan and gasp he increased his tempo, thrusting
harder and faster, matching his rhythm to her moans, matching
the frenetic pace she was setting, pushing back against him.
She was bringing him to his exploding point, even as he was
driving her to her own. With one final push backward, she
impaled herself on his cock. He could feel her cunt clenching
and releasing. With a sigh he thrust one more time, then gave
himself over to his own orgasm. He flooded her cunt, their
juices mixing and coating his cock.
Marcia slid slowly back down the hill, coming back to
life. When Bobby pulled out she turned to him, pulled him
close, and kissed him passionately. They showered together,
then dressed and went downstairs. They walked into the
kitchen just as Greg began to shoot, his cum filling Jan's
mouth and dribbling out onto her chin.
The four sweaty kids went to shower while Marcia and
Bobby fixed breakfast. The way this day had started,
everybody needed a big breakfast.
Continued in part 4...
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It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it.
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