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Brady Bunch: The Erotic Adventures Of The Brady Bunch Part 4
by Anonymous (MFF,m-mast,voy,inc)

Bobby, Cindy, Peter, and Jan all left for school. Bobby and Cindy were both
in their first year at high school, Peter was a junior, and Jan was a senior,
due to graduate in a couple of months.

Bobby had gym 1st period, as did his best friend Tom. While they were
dressing Bobby told him about getting laid the day before, although he was
careful not to mention who he had fucked. Greg had made it plain what would
happen if word of their "family affair" got out. Being 14 years old, this
conversation gave both boys a boner, even though Bobby had already gotten
off twice that morning. While neither boy was gay, and had never touched the
other, they had masturbated together, and now seemed like a great time. They
ducked out of the boys locker room the back way, going through the coach's
office, and got into a plumbing access area that not many students knew
about. Tom's dad was the plumber the school hired, though, and Tom sometimes
had to work with his dad on weekends, so he had been there before. That was
how he knew about the flashlight that was hanging just inside the entrance.

As soon as they were inside both boys stripped off their shorts and began
tugging on their cocks, Tom asking Bobby to tell him again about getting
laid. Bobby was a little nervous about talking so close to the door, so they
moved into the passageway, stroking their dicks as they walked. They hadn't
gone very far when they heard voices, girls voices, from somewhere up ahead.
Bobby was the first to realize that the sounds were coming through the wall,
and that they must be alongside the girls locker room or shower. It was
funny, but the voices seemed to be loudest in spots, and the spots were
marked by large pieces of drywall leaning against the opposite wall. Both
boys were stumped, standing there butt-naked, holding their cocks in one
hand, listening to the voices. Tom was shining the flashlight over the wall,
when a sudden twinkle caught both their eyes. Investigating, they discovered
a hinge, fitted flush and covered with dirt. A little searching uncovered a
second, slightly higher hinge. Something was here, but how did it open? Bobby
had an idea.

He grabbed a piece of the cut out drywall and held it against the wall with
one edge lined up with the hinge. Sure enough, feeling around at the other
edge his fingers found a very small indentation in the wood. About the right
size for a nail to be inserted, of which there were plenty lying around. When
they finally pried it open it was everything they had hoped. They were
looking directly into the girls locker room. It was empty at the moment, but
in 20 minutes or so a class would be finishing and there would be 30 or so
sophomore girls showering and dressing. Bobby had only seen two-way mirrors
on TV, but he figured that's what they were looking through. Plus the fact
they were looking out over sinks and counters. They went to each of the cut
out pieces of drywall and found the same thing, small doors that looked
through mirrors into the girls locker room. The last two were even more
surprising. One was the mirror in the women's coaches office, and the last
was in the girls shower. Neither of them had even known there was a mirror
in the shower. There certainly wasn't in any shower they had ever been in.

Gym class was over, and 30 sweaty girls poured into the locker room. As they
watched the girls strip their cocks thickened and lengthened. Neither had
ever seen so many tits, asses, and pussies before. Bobby stroked his cock,
watching Sandy Morgan strip. She was the best built girl in school, with tits
even bigger than Jan's. He followed her in the mirrors, watching her jugs
bounce and swing as she walked to the shower. His cock throbbing, he slowly
jerked himself off, watching her lather her tits, squishing them under her
hands, rolling them around, making sure they were clean. She washed her
stomach, then slid the soap between her thighs and scrubbed her pussy. Next
was her ass, which she washed with both hands, which made her boobs stick
out even further. Bobby slowed his pumping, not wanting to cum to soon. He
fondled his balls, rolled them between his fingers, massaged his rod with
both hands. He watched her towel herself off, then begin to dress. She pulled
on a pair of pink lace panties, then the matching bra.

Bobby was just about to switch to another girl when Sandy started walking
straight toward him. She came to the mirror he was behind, set down a little
bag, and began to apply her makeup. She wasn't more than a foot away, and she
was in her underwear. With a low groan Bobby began to cum, spurting thick,
creamy goo at the wall, all the while staring at Sandy's lace covered boobs.
When he was finished Bobby looked around for Tom, who was down at the shower.
He watched as his friends cock began to squirt, the cum splattering against
the wall. The boys quickly closed the shutters, rubbing dirt on the hinges,
then headed back. They both had Math 2nd period, and that was one class you
had better not be late for.

* * *

Greg was deep in Marcia's pussy, enjoying the quiet of the house and the
warmth of her cunt. Group fucks were fun, but Greg really liked boning Marcia
one-on-one. The others would be home later, but for now it was his cock, her
cunt and plenty of time.

Carol entered the house through the kitchen. They had closed a major deal at
work, and to celebrate they had given everybody the rest of the day off. She
was headed for the stairs and a shower when she heard a groan coming from the
TV room. She walked to the half-open door and peeked inside, not really sure
what she would see, but not expecting to see her oldest daughter and her
step-son fucking on the couch. She was stunned, and completely at a loss. She
felt she should protest, but they weren't really related, and they were both
old enough to make up their own minds. As she watched Greg pulled out,
stroked his shaft several times, then began to cum on Marcia's snatch and
stomach. When he finished he rubbed his cock in the gooey mass on her belly,
then slid it slowly back into her cunt.

Without realizing it, Carol was becoming aroused. The longer she watched, the
harder her nipples became. Her hands pressed against her stomach, then slid
upward to her breasts. She massaged them through her blouse and bra, rolling
and squeezing them. Her fingers flew through the buttons, then opened the
blouse. She cupped her boobs, bra and all, then slid her fingers inside the
bra, lifting each tit clear and allowing them to hang over the bracups. While
her left hand continued to play with her boobs, her right began its slow,
sensual descent down her stomach, heading for her pussy. She pressed her silk
panties against her mound, then slipped a finger inside and stroked her pussy
lips.

She watched as Marcia suddenly lunged up against Greg, her body taut, every
muscle spasming with the force of her orgasm. When she finally subsided Greg
pulled out, still rock hard, and told Marcia to lean against the back of the
couch so he could fuck her doggy style. As she watched Greg enter her
daughter from behind, Carol lifted her skirt, bunching it around her waist,
and removed her soaked panties. Watching Greg and Marcia fuck, she began
alternately rubbing her pussy and finger-fucking it. She couldn't remember
the last time she had been this hot. When her orgasm hit she leaned against
the door frame, a loud moan escaping from her throat.

Greg and Marcia were startled by the sudden moan coming from behind them.
Greg pulled out and turned quickly, then froze when he saw his step-mother
leaning against the door, her clothes in disarray, two fingers in her snatch.
There had never been any doubt in his mind that he would fuck his step-mother
one day, and he wasn't going to let this incredible opportunity get away. He
moved toward Carol, stopping in front of her and dropping to his knees. He
pulled her fingers from her snatch and pushed his face against her, burying
his tongue as deeply as he could in her hot, slick pussy. She responded as he
had hoped she would, her fingers locking in his hair and pulling him hard
into her. He could hear her whimpering as he alternately licked, sucked, and
tongue fucked her cunt.

Carol knew she shouldn't do this, but the mouth on her pussy felt so good,
and it had been such a long time since she had been eaten. She felt herself
peaking again, and all thought fled. She gave herself to her orgasm, her body
tingling with power.

Greg stood up, still gripping her ass, and lifted her easily. Her legs
opened, wrapped around him as he had known they would. He lowered her to his
cock, leaned her against the wall, and thrust upward as hard as he could,
slamming his long, thick prick into her all at once. He held her there,
fucking as hard as he could, uncaring about anything except the fire in his
balls. He thrust as deeply as possible into Carol's pussy, his body smashed
against hers, and pumped his hot, gooey load into her.

Carol felt the cock inside her explode. Mike had never cum this intensely in
all the years they had been married. It was unlike any fuck she had ever
experienced, this huge cock erupting inside her. She slid over the edge, her
third orgasm shattering her, ripping long, low moans from her.

Marcia watched the two of them come back to reality. Her fingers danced
across her pussy, stroking and thrusting, keeping her aroused. She saw Greg
pull out of her mother, take her by the hand, and lead her to the couch.

Carol sat next to her daughter, a little afraid of what she knew was coming,
but aroused enough to go with it. She hadn't been with another woman since
college. Marcia stroked Carol's thigh, then leaned toward her pressed her
lips to her mother's. Carol's mouth opened slowly, allowing Marcia's tongue
inside. With her eyes closed, Carol couldn't tell the difference between her
daughter's tongue and any other she had played with. When she responded to
the kiss Marcia came into her arms, plastering her body against her mothers.

Marcia broke the kiss, and began the slide downwards, kissing and licking
Carols full, round boobs, then tonguing her way down her stomach. She slid
to the floor, spread her mother's legs, and buried her face in hot, steamy
pussy.

Greg stood beside them, playing with his cock, watching Marcia eat the cunt
he had so recently been fucking. He was at that strange stage, not hard
enough to fuck, really, but too hard to put it away. He knew how to take care
of that. Stepping up behind Marcia, he straddled her, moved close to the
couch, and reached for Carol. His fingers wrapped in her hair, then he pulled
her close and rubbed his cock against her face. Carol removed one hand from
Marcia's hair and took hold of the prick in her face, guiding it to her
mouth. She sucked the head into her mouth, working it with her tongue. Greg
stood still, allowing Carol to suck him any way she wanted.

Carol had never had a bone this big in her mouth. She sucked several inches
in, then rubbed the underside of the head with her tongue. A sudden
stiffening told her how Greg felt. She sucked harder, then circled it with
her free hand and began pumping it, back and forth, sucking each time she
stroked toward her mouth. She felt it stiffen some more, and knew it was
ready. She wanted to be fucked by that monster dick again.

Greg pulled away from Carol, lifted Marcia to the couch, and draped her
across the back, butt up. He turned Carol around, and lay her next to Marcia.
He stroked the two pussies, then moved up against Carol and pushed his rod
into her. He fucked her slowly, thrusting all the way in and pulling all the
way back. After 10 strokes he pulled out and entered Marcia, fucking her the
same way. He stayed in Marcia, gradually picking up speed, until he was
fucking her the way he always did, fast and hard. He wanted Carol to see her
daughter get off, and he wanted to be the cock getting her off. When Marcia
began banging back against him he knew she was getting close. He thrust
harder, driving deep. He could feel her hot juices flowing around his pole,
could feel her cunt clenching and relaxing. When it was over he pulled out,
grabbed Carol by the hips, and slammed home in one stroke. He fucked her the
way he had earlier, all power and speed, banging against her soft ass with
each stroke. He managed to hold himself back until her orgasm began, then he
pumped another load deep into his step mother's pussy.

THE END.....*sigh*.

    

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