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It was a warm, sunny day. A typical day at the Brady household. The suburban neighborhood was alive with the sounds of children playing touch football in the street, dogs barking, and cars cruising. Yes, life was beautiful that day — just as life is ALWAYS beautiful at the Brady’s.
Marsha had just gotten home from high school with Greg and Peter. Jan and Cindy had come home in Mom’s car. But, just like it does every weekend, the Brady household was cumming alive.
Yes. Mom and Dad had gone out to a dinner engagement with some of Mike’s clients. They werent going to be home till about 12 that night. Plenty of time to PLAY!
Greg already had the speed out, and was laying a couple of lines for him and Peter. Just then, Marsha came into the room.
“Gee, Greg, that speed of yours sure is groovy! Think I can have some?” Greg decided that a little speed was what the entire Brady household needed that night.
“Everyone up to MY room! Time to start the evening!”
Everybody ran up the stairs to Greg’s room, even Alice and Tiger. They all KNEW what Friday night meant up in Greg’s room. Not only speed and dope, but if they were lucky, maybe a bit of a “family affair” might start up, like it did LAST Friday. That would be great! Groovy!
Once everybody had sniffed a bit of Greg’s magic powder, Peter asked the group if it wanted to play “GQ Model”, like they did last Friday. “YAAAAAAY!”, said Cindy. She loved this game. So did Bobby! Oh yeah… Bobby LOVED GQ Model! Because it was always Bobby that got to pose for the group.
The rest of the family never told Bobby (cause they figured he’d be upset) that the pictures of him were sent to that strange man down the street to be used for some magazine that none of them had ever heard of. Yes…. In fact, Peter once said that he SAW some of the Bobby pictures a couple of weeks after playing GQ Model. Peter was in a drugstore, and he saw the picture that HE took of Bobby outside on the jungle jim. It was the picture where you could see Greg’s hands doing something to Bobby’s privates. It was making Bobby hard for the camera.
Anyway, everybody at this point was shaking and sweating profusely cause of Greg’s great speed. Alice was already pulling out her vibrator, and nervously fingering the switch. Everytime she made it go WRRRRRRRR, Tiger would start to wag his tail. Tiger KNEW what Alice’s “Love Gun” could do to a feisty beat up mutt.
Marsha walked over to Bobby and grabbed his crotch. “No!”, cried Bobby, “unbutton my shirt, and I want Peter to pull my pants down, like last week!” OK. Bobby got his way. Like he always did. They knew that if they let Bobby call some of the shots early in the GQ game, Bobby would owe each of them a few favors. Heh heh heh.
When Peter had finally taken Bobby’s underwear off, the group was already visibly getting excited. “Gosh, if only Mom and Dad could be here, like they were last Friday…” Bobby always wished that his Mom and Dad could take part in the family fun each week, but sometimes they just HAD to miss it (even though it hurt them so).
Greg got out his two pairs of handcuffs. He gave one pair to Jan and the other pair to Cindy. He told both of them to take ALL their clothes off first, and then to cuff Bobby to the desk. Tiger, meanwhile was jumping up and down—-he knew what was NEXT!
“OK, TIGER! Show Bobby how much you love him!”
Tiger ran over to bondage Bobby, and gave him a tongue bath, paying special attention to those VERY special little boy areas. Yes. Tiger knew how Bobby liked it. All this experience hadn’t gone to waste on this dumb canine.
Alice, meanwhile, had gone into the Brady’s bathroom to get Mrs. Brady’s special jar of mentholatum cold cream. And she wasnt going to fix her makeup! No…..Alice was going to give Marsha that VERY special treatment that Marsha always begged for. You see, Marsha loved to look at all her brothers naked, while she had the live-in maid grease her up for some serious anal sex. Yes, and Greg ALWAYS loved to join in.
While the flashbulbs were popping in Greg’s room, and Bobby’s giggling could be heard across the hall, Greg took Marsha to their parent’s bedroom. They knew that it was ok to screw in Mom and Dad’s room, because Carol and Mike ALWAYS commented on the wonderful smell the room had after such encounters. They knew perfectly well that it was their own daughter’s rectum they were smelling—-but what the hell, if it turns you on, right?
Greg pounced on Marsha and started grabbing her pubic hair. He pulled it out in tufts, while groaning in her ear like a mule.
“The SONG! THE SONG” Marsha demanded. She always LOVED it when Greg sodomized her while singing “the song”.
“I-N-C… E-S-T… That’s what sister means to me.”
Greg continued to sing this silly nurseryrhime as he vigorously screwed his sister. Yes. Greg had always lusted after Marsha! Ever since the whole family went mule packing the Grand Canyon, and Greg rode right behind Marsha and her creamy pre-pubescent little butt, Greg just couldnt get her out of his mind. That is—-when he wasnt thinking about Peter.
When Marsha and Greg were done, they went back into Greg’s room to see how the GQ Model game was progressing. “Sorry Bobby, we ran out of film…”, Peter explained to the obviously dejected Bobby. Maybe next week, we can take MOVIES of you with Dad’s camera, instead. Bobby seemed somewhat comforted by this consolation.
Alice jumped up in front of the group! “OK! Now its time for my favorite game! NAKED TWISTER!” YAAAAAAAAAY!” Everyone was excited. They all loved it when Alice would whip out her Twister game.
Cindy was first. Spreading far, she put her right foot on the blue dot, and her left hand on the red dot. Everyone jumped in immediately when they saw the awesome sight of a juicy, fresh 7 year old girl spreading for the family. “Me NEXT!”, demanded Jan. She nestled in REAL close to Cindy’s smooth warm flesh. Peter was next, his obvious erection rubbing up and down in Cindy’s face. Cindy eagerly gobbled it up. But Peter pulled his cock out soon, cause Cindy was just TERRIBLE at giving head. They had tried many times out back in Tiger’s doghouse, but she just couldnt seem to keep her teeth out of the way. “Forget it Cindy, you stink at dicksuck!” “Sorry…”
“I want Bobby to suck MY weenie! Bobby will suck anything! He likes it, hey Bobby!!!!!!!”
Yes, Bobby really enjoyed Peter’s weenie in his mouth. Now the entire group of Brady children was piled in one naked heap on Alice’s Twister game. Alice ran into Mike’s study to get Mike’s VCR. “Mr. and Mrs. Brady SURE wouldnt want to miss THIS!!!” Alice exclaimed! No, Mr. and Mrs. Brady DIDN’T want to miss this. They had been trying to get all the kids together on the Twister game for WEEKS! But since, Jan had had the clap last week and the week before, they couldnt do it.
“Give Tiger your Love Gun, Alice! Come on! PLEASE???!”, the kids cried. Ok. Tiger always loves it at high speed.
“Can I help???”, asked Greg. Greg really liked to help insert the plastic toy while beating off. It really gave him a thrill.
WRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, went the Love Gun, and Greg started to furiously beat off while staring intently into Tiger’s love-filled eyes. The dog shot its load easily, like it always does. “Gosh golly, Tiger, cant you EVER hold out??”, cried Cindy. She always wished that Tiger had a little more staying power than he did. I guess thats because of all the times that Tiger had shot his load early while with Cindy. You know how unsatifying that can be.
“Stop whining, Cindy.” begged Peter. “I hate it when you whine about Tiger being a little fast on the trigger.” “You know that he is sensitive about that!”
“Just for that you little bitch, its time to bring YOU to the playhouse!!!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”, cried Cindy in desperation.
Yes. It was time for Cindy to learn what penetration is all about. Time for Cindy to become a “real” woman. Hmmmmmmmmmm. Peter and Greg handcuffed the little girl to the rafters of the playhouse, suspending her above the floor.
“OWWWWWW!”, cried cindy, in obvious pain.
“You think THIS hurts you little bitch, wait until GREG whips out BIG EDDIE!” Alice HAD to leave at this point. She always DID love watching Cindy have sex, but when it came to BIG EDDIE…..
Well, Alice had ALREADY seen Greg’s throbbing member at work on Bobby, she realized that she really didnt need to watch it at work on Cindy too. Greg greased up his cock, stroking the HUGE length back and forth. Cum was already oozing from its tip. He placed it against Cindy’s pussy, and SHOVED it in HARD! No mercy from this big brother. Peter, meanwhile had greased up his dick with Crisco and had placed it on Cindy’s tight little rosebud butthole. “OUCH!” “Yeah, you know it….”
This was DEFINITELY going to hurt this little 7 yr old. But what the hell. THRUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSST! Cindy screamed LOUDLY!
Up in the house, Marsha and Jan were busy eating one another out, when they heard their little sister scream in pain. Immediately on hearing this, Marsha ripped her face from Jan’s bush and began to shudder wildly. Jan had NEVER seen her sister EVER have such a quaking orgasm!!!!!!1 She bucked wildly, licking Jan’s pussy juice from her chin, fingering her clit, and she fell in a naked heap to the floor.
“Gosh, Marsha, was that all just because my cunt tastes so good??”
“No way, Jan. I just thought it was SO GROOVY to hear Cindy scream in pain, I just COULDNT help but explode!”
Well, this is a long story, that could never be told in one night. But be sure to stay tuned to find out about what Mike and Carol did upon returning to the Brady household! What did Mom and Dad do, when Peter had to tell them that he had ruptured poor little Cindy’s rectum… What did Alice say when she found out that it was little BOBBY who was stealing all of her crotchless underwear. Find out!
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Celebrities & Fan Fiction The Amorous Brady Bunch Ch. 1
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(Author's note: This story and "The Bradford Family Saga" were written simultaneously; parallel stories with the same theme. Certain scenes and/or dialogue are common to both.)
Carol Brady sat on the commode, her nightgown bunched around her waist. Through wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hairs. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. At her feet a magazine lay open; two classified ads circled. Her and her husband, Mike had answered one of them last night. The other was one she wasn't sure that she would tell her husband about.
"Yeah?" he answered, pushing the bathroom door open.
Except for a towel around his midsection, Mike Brady was naked and his flaccid cock made a delightful bulge. Eyeing his wife appreciatively, he felt a stirring in his loins. Even at age 50, Carol Brady still possessed the physical attributes that first caught his attention over twenty years ago. Blessed with good skin tone, and bone structure, her face showed no surrender to her years. She was petite, but well put together, with still firm tits; small, but full; a flat stomach, and tight buns. If someone didn't know her age, she could pass for thirty-five. And how she could fuck!
Looking at her, he knew he was a very lucky man and he blessed the day he met her - in court! He, with three young sons, for the final probate of his late wife's will, and Carol, with three equally young daughters, trying to induce her ex to pay back child support.
"Oh, Mike," she said, "I can't wake up this morning. I'm beat up. What about you?"
"Ol' Stallion Brady? Fit as a fiddle and rearin' to trot. Want to go around again?"
"You're too much," she giggled, "Did you hide the video? I don't want the kids stumbling over it while they're here."
"Of course, I did. Relax, Bobby doesn't go sneaking through our drawers anymore."
"Oh, God. Do you remember when he found your rubbers and thought they were balloons. I almost died from embarrassment."
"Hell, we've come a long way since then, haven't we?"
"And how. That's why I want that video stashed where no one is going to find it. You amateur C.B. DeMilles' are going to get us hung."
He smiled as he watched his wife delicately wipe her pussy. "Com'on, admit it; you enjoy watching the replay as much as I do. Admit it," he urged.
"I'll do no such thing," she said with a smile, " You're a dirty old man."
"I sure am," he said, pulling her to him, feeling her full, firm tits against his bare chest, making his blood stir, and was amazed that he still couldn't get enough of her, not even after twenty years. They had found the real secret of keeping the magic alive.
"How'd you like this 'dirty ol' man' to prong you again?"
"After last night? You can't have that much energy left."
Mike rubbed the palm of his hand over her nipple. Immediately it came alive and hardened. He knew that her pussy was beginning to soup up; her tits were her trigger.
"Oh, you bastard! That feels so good." She said, playfully punching his arm.
"So you're not really all that beat up."
"You know how beat up I am. You have it recorded for posterity."
"I sure as hell do, and everytime I think about it, I get horny. Come on, let's go to bed."
Carol giggled as she allowed herself to be maneuvered to the large bed. Mike pulled the tassel on her gown and it fell to her feet almost causing her to trip. Reaching out for her he found her left tit. The electric shock made her suck in her breath, and instantly reach for his hardness.
"God," he said with a choke in his voice, "you're a good-looking woman; the same as you were twenty years ago."
She kneaded his cock, feeling it grow hot in her hand. "And you, pretty liar, only get better with age. More kinky, too," she giggled.
He pushed her back on the bed, his hands trailing over the hills and valleys of her body. He spread her legs wide apart and blew softly into her silky, hot cunt making her moan. He could see the pussyjuice glisten on the golden strands of her cunt hair. The hot pink lips beckoned. Slowly, he flicked his tongue over her exposed clit.
"Oooooooo, Mike... mmmmmmmmm." Automatically, her cunt lips parted. He grabbed her asscheeks and buried his face in her musky mound.
"Oh, God... yes!" she screamed as he began sucking her pleasure spot. "That's it, that's it!... Oh, shit, yesss! Oh, Mike, suck harder... no... don't stop...don't.. don't be mean, keep sucking!... Oh, oh, aaaaaaaaaah! Christ! Stick your finger in my cunt... pleaseeeee!.. Yes, yes, like that... oh, so good. Fill me up!... Harder, Mike, suck harder!"
Mike's tongue darted in and out of her cunt; he nibbled the outer lips; sucked hard on her clit, then slowed. He knew her body; her responses; how to drive her to the brink and back again. He twisted his finger around her cunt wall, feeling the slippery texture, adding to her torment and pleasure.
"Oh, you sonofabitch," she screamed, "my ass... my ass, stick your finger in my ass! Hurry, I'm dying!... AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
The muscles of her ass contracted as he relentlessly pushed his finger into the tight ring of her bunhole. A vision of Carol with a huge, thick prick in her ass flashed through his mind, and his erection became almost painful.
Her breathing was labored and her words came in gulps. "Oh, Mike... I'm so full... aw, shit... I need your cock in me, bad. Quick, lay down... I've got to have it!"
Quickly, they shifted positions, and Carol placed her throbbing cunt directly over her husband's purple cockhead. Hunkering down, she slowly easing herself down on his raging prick. With love and tenderness she felt her pussy stretch, felt it push its' way deep into her body. She controlled the sensation, making it last. It was heaven!
"Sooooo, sooo, good," she sighed as her cunt filled up with cock. Oh, how she loved to have a man's prick inside her body. It was a pleasure beyond description. She leaned forward, forcing his pleasure rod deeper. Eyes glazed, mouth open, she slipped into a state of euphoria where only this great, indescribable feeling existed; a feeling she kept alive by the constant piston and churn motions of her wanton hips.
"Shit, your cunt's like fire... burning me alive. I gotta cum!"
"Oh, no, no, don't come yet... please, not yet. More! Oh, God, More!!" she cried; their loins beating a frantic rhythm as they sensed the apex of their passion.
"I'm gonna cum, Mike! I'm gonna Cum... harder! Fuck me harder. Make me Cum!!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Yesssssss... Cummmmmmmmmming!!!"
"Ughhhhhh... aaaaaaag...ooooooooooh."
Carol shuttered as her orgasm exploded outward from her cunt. Hotly, Mike's cum juices splashed deep in her pussy and the receding flood as his cum washed over her cunt walls, back over his cock, and began leaking out and down her trembling thighs. She fell forward; his cock disengaging from her sopping box with a loud pop. Her rapid breathing slowly abated. "Now you know I'm beat-up. Where do you get all that juice from? You should've been drained last night."
"I'm a voyeur," he laughed, "I think of you, like last night and my factory starts pumping."
"Hell, I'm glad the kids are coming this weekend for our anniversary. Maybe I can get some rest."
"Yeah, it'll be good to see them, especially the girls."
"Hey, three good-looking sets of buns running around in bikinis; the answer to every dirty old man prayer."
"And you're going to tell me you didn't do a whole bunch of crotch watching when Peter was here last month. Don't lie, Carol, I saw you."
"That's different," she laughed, "he's not really my son; just one of my adopted sons."
"Oh, and just what the hell are the girls to me?"
"Oh, Mike, where has the time gone? Greg's a doctor; Peter, a lawyer. And Bobby almost has his MBA."
"I ask myself that question all the time. Marcia has her own decorating business; married over three years to that asshole. Jan's a full fledged architect, and Cindy's about ready to graduate."
"At least Bobby and Cindy are together, the rest of the family is so spread out. That's why this reunion is so important; even if we have to put off some of our... er, other activities," she paused for a moment then continued,
"Jan following in your footsteps means a lot to you, doesn't it?"
Carol rolled to Mike, rested her head on his chest and fingered his now limp, sticky dick. "And she's doing so well, too."
"Yeah, she's good, too." He laughed, "And being built like a brick shithouse didn't hurt, either. Old man Marley drooled all through her job interview."
"Mr. Brady, I think you have impure thoughts about your daughters."
"And you for the boys, Mrs. Brady. After what we've been doing, how can it be helped?"
"I hate to admit it, but you're right... I did peek at Peter's crotch, it looked nice; and with all
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