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Foxy Brady 
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

A few hours ago I had the radio and Jimi Hendrix was 
on singing "Foxy Lady". I've heard this song a million 
times but it wasn't until this time that the crazy 
idea hit me: Foxy Lady sounded like Foxy Brady. And 
the legendary Pam Grier's Foxy Brown came out in 1974 
so Carol Brady could have seen it. (MFF, FMMM, nc, rp, 
oral, anal, intr, sn, tv-parody)

***

Carol and Alice decided to sneak off to go see Foxy 
Brown. It was frowned upon to see R-rated movies at 
the Brady residence but they thought "The Hell with 
it". They told Mike they were going to a book club 
meeting.

The two women didn't say a word as they watched the 
movie and ate popcorn and drank their Cokes.

Part of Carol cringed at the violence [though the 
nudity didn't bother her at all] while another part of 
her gleefully enjoyed the movie. A small part of her 
wondered what it would be like to be Foxy Brown...

When she got home Carol was surprisingly horny and 
threw herself at Mike. Never one to turn down an 
opportunity to bang his hot wife Mike gave Carol the 
fucking of her life.

After the marathon sex, Carol drifted off to sleep 
exhausted and satisfied, a strange smile on her 
face...

When Carol awoke, she sensed something was wrong. As 
she opened her eyes she realized she wasn't in her own 
bed. In fact Carol didn't recognize the dumpy room she 
was in. 

In fact Carol thought it looked like a bedroom she 
might see in a movie like Foxy Brown...

Carol sat up, the sheet falling away from her body. 
Her naked body, Carol realized.

She looked down. And gawked. Carol had the biggest 
tits she'd ever seen on a White woman! Hell, bigger 
than Pam Grier's.

They had to be at least a DDD with massive oval-shaped 
areolae dark pink in color. Carol was surprised how 
high and firm they were.

Carol was about to get out of bed and look at herself 
in the mirror when she realized someone was in bed 
beside her.

She turned to see a big Black man built like a 
football player beside her, facing away from her.

He made a noise and rolled onto his back. Carol saw he 
was a very handsome man with a big, thick mustache. 
She felt her light brown pubed pussy grow wet.

The sheet was only up to his waist and she could see 
the huge bulge under it. Carol licked her lips.

She already realized this was a dream, so it wouldn't 
hurt to explore... 
 
Carol pushed down the sheet and gawked at the massive 
black cock before her. She began to drool.

Carol had always wanted to suck a cock but could never 
bring herself to ask Mike, nor would she cheat on him 
to suck another man's cock.

But she was only dreaming, so...

Carol leaned down and holding the huge cock upright 
slid her mouth down on it.

She was surprised how much she could take in her 
mouth. Then again, this WAS a dream after all.

Carol found herself sucking the Black man off like a 
pro. As he grew harder Carol still had no trouble 
taking his length and girth.

He groaned and woke up. Leaning back on his elbows, he 
grinned down at the sight before him.

"Damn, Foxy. You never get enough do you?" He laughed.

Carol was too busy to reply. She massaged his huge 
balls roughly as she sucked his cock, moaning at the 
same time he did.

Within ten minutes he began to explode in Carol's 
mouth. She again surprised herself by easily 
swallowing down his heavy load. She never imagined 
jizz would taste this good... 
 
"Damn, baby," He groaned as soon as she'd drained his 
balls. "You know how to give a guy his wake up call!" 
He laughed.

He got up and began to dress. "I gotta go. I had a 
good time, Foxy. You're the best."

"You're not too shabby yourself, stud," Carol found 
herself saying.

Once he left Carol got out of bed, about to retrieve 
her clothes. When she saw herself in the mirror she 
stopped.

Carol had a massive blonde afro bigger than Pam 
Grier's.

Carol laughed. "Groovy!"

She also realized as she turned sideways she had a 
massive ghetto booty.

She laughed again, smacking her ass. "This is some 
surreal dream," She said, shaking her head.

She retrieved her clothes, seeing no panties Carol 
slipped into her super tight bell bottoms that showed 
of her "new" ass. The shirt was so small for her giant 
tits Carol had to tie it under them, most of them on 
display. But what did she care, this was a dream.

Under her clothes she found a massive gun with a long 
barrel. 
 
"What a big motherfuckin' gun!" She said as she hefted 
it. She knew right away it was hers. After all, she 
WAS Foxy Brown.

Carol slid it into her waistband and left the 
apartment. She found herself in a grim neighborhood. 
Every man she saw was Black, and most major hunks of 
burnin' love.

Not to mention most knew her name.

"Hey, Foxy!"

"Lookin' good, Foxy Lady!"

"Foxy, you lookin' damn fine!"

Carol just smiled and kept sauntering down the street.

Suddenly she came across a towering mass of a man that 
was hotter than all the rest, with the biggest bulge 
she ever saw.

Carol knew she had to have him.

"Haven't seen you around here lately, Foxy," He said.

"Well, maybe we can go somewhere and make up for lost 
time..." She winked.

He grinned and led her up to his apartment. They both 
undressed and were soon naked.

It wasn't long before his cock was sliding in and out 
of Carol's tight asshole. She was pleasantly surprised 
she could take his massive meat stick up her poop 
chute but reminded herself it was just a dream. 

Carol was screaming in pleasure as he rammed his 
monster cock in and out of asshole. She could not 
believe how surreal this all felt!

She lost track of how many times she came before he 
dumped a massive load deep up her pooper.

When he finally slid his slimy cock out of her asshole 
Carol was surprised she wasn't sore at all, only 
feeling well-fucked back there.

The man got up and went into the bathroom as Carol got 
up and dressed again.

Just as she slipped her gun into her waistband the 
door was kicked open.

"What the fuck!" Her lover yelled as he stormed into 
the room. One of the intruders pointed his gun at him 
and shot him. He went flying into the wall and 
crumpled to the ground.

Carol screamed, thinking he was dead and she was next. 
Instead, the butt of a gun slammed into the back of 
her head and everything went black.

When Carol came to, she found herself in some kind of 
warehouse. She realized her hands were tied together 
and hung on a hook over her head. 
 
Carol also realized she was naked, her clothes and gun 
on the ground in front of her. Her shirt looked like 
it'd been torn off of her.

Carol looked around and saw the two men you'd burst 
into the apartment before leaning against a work 
bench, talking in a whisper and laughing.

"Bastards!" Carol yelled. "Motherfuckers! What the 
Hell do you think you're doing?!? Let me the fuck 
down!"

They laughed again and moved towards her. One was 
short and fat, the other tall and going bald.

"Tough-talking Foxy Brown," The skinny one laughed. 
Carol noticed he had a broken nose and was missing 
several teeth. "The boss was so happy when we told him 
we had you."

"But we'll have a little fun first before he gets 
here," Grinned the fat one.

"Like Hell!" Carol yelled.

They laughed again. The tall one began to take of his 
belt. Carol's eyes went wide in fear.

He folded it in half and began to whip her ass.

Hard.

Carol screamed. The pain was so surreal and 
unbelievable. He kept whipping her ass as the fat one 
masturbated his small cock. 
 
When he stopped whipping her he laughed and said "Go 
for it."

The fat one jammed his short but wide cock into 
Carol's asshole. This time it hurt like Hell.

"Son of a bitch!" She spat. Part of her was shocked by 
her language but Carol didn't give a fuck.

The tall one smacked her across the face with the 
belt. Carol gasped. The buckle caught her in the eye 
and she knew it'd be black and blue soon enough.

"Shut the fuck up, Bitch!" He said as her smacked the 
belt across her massive tits.

The fat one fucked her ass hard as the tall one began 
to undress. His large, thin cock was already hard.

He came up in front of Carol and lifted her up some as 
her slammed his cock into her defenseless pussy. She 
shrieked in pain.

The two men laughed as they raped her.

Neither Carol nor the men realized at first that her 
hands had come free off the hook.

Carol noticed first. The two creeps were having too 
much fun to notice.

Suddenly Carol head-butted the tall one then tried to 
strangle him with the rope tying her hands together 

He lost his erection and flew backwards. At first the 
fat one didn't realize what happened. But when Carol 
bent over, grabbed her gun, slid off his cock, spun 
around and shot his cock off he knew.

"MY COCK!" He screamed. "YOU BITCH! YOU SHOT OFF MY 
COCK!"

"Serves you right, dickhead!" Carol hissed.

She turned back to the tall one who was about to 
attack her. Carol raised the gun and blasted out his 
left eye.

"THAT'S for the black eye, you sick motherfucker!"

He screamed and staggered backwards, crumbling on the 
floor.

"BITCH!"

Carol swung around as the fat one came at her with a 
knife. She shot him point blank in the chest three 
times. He flew back and crashed into the bench and 
slammed forward onto the floor.

"Never bring a gun to a knife fight, dickhead," Carol 
said.

Just then the doors burst open and the cops ran in, 
guns drawn. When they saw the carnage before them they 
holstered their pistols.

"Are you all right, ma'am?" One hunky Black cop asked. 
 
"Better than these assholes," Carol pointed then began 
to dress. She realized her shirt was too torn to be of 
much good. Not that she minded, she liked the way the 
three Black cops stared at her tits.

The two White cops left the building to call it in and 
request an ambulance and coroner van.

"How'd you know I was here?" Carol asked.

"I told them," said a voice from the door. "I knew 
those punks and knew they'd bring you here."

Carol turned. "You're alive!" She said, seeing him 
holding a rag to his shoulder, the rag all bloody.

"The bastard caught me in the shoulder," He said. 
"Since I know you're all right, the two cops outside 
said they'll run me over to the hospital."

Carol kissed him. "Thank you. I'll come to the 
hospital later."

"All right," He said and left.

When she heard one the police cars speed off Carol 
turned to the three hunky black cops. "I think I 
should thank you for coming to my rescue..."

Carol dropped to her knees as the cops whipped out 
their huge cocks.

"Mmmm," Carol smiled. 
 
Grabbing the ones on her right and left, Carol deep 
throated the one in the middle as she jerked off the 
other two. All three moaned.

Carol kept switching off which cock she sucked but 
always returned to the middle one.

Of course he came first, shooting his heavy load all 
in her afro.

Carol worked on the other two feverishly. Soon they 
were cumming on her face and tits.

The first cop was hard again. She pushed him on the 
ground and climbed on his cock and rode him as the 
other two cops jerked off.

Hard again, one cop took her ass and the other between 
Carol's DDDs.

Carol came over and over from all the attention thrust 
upon her.

Some half hour later, the three cops came once more; 
one in her pussy, one on her ass and the last on her 
face.

Carol sighed, never more satisfied...

"What's the same for, dear?"

"Huh?"

There was a laugh and Carol opened her eyes. It was 
Mike who had laughed.

Carol was in her own bed. She looked down, 
disappointed, at her own tits. Feeling her hair, it 
was her own boring hairdo. 
 
Carol fell back with a sigh.

"What's the matter, Carol?" Mike asked with concern as 
he finished putting on his tie.

"I had the strangest dream..." She answered.

"Well I need to head off to work," He said, leaning 
over to kissing her. "Maybe you'll tell me after 
work."

When he was out the door, Carol smiled. "Maybe," She 
said, mostly to herself. "Or maybe not..." 

THE END 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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