Disclaimer: The Partridge Family belongs to Screen Gems Television and the
American Broadcasting Company (ABC). This story is not-for-profit, but I own

Date: 07/27/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, incest, male/female sex, strong language

Category: Het

Pairing: Shirley/Keith

Feedback: Yes, I need feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After the Partridge Family stops at a hotel due to a thunderstorm,
Shirley volunteers to help Keith go over some songs, only to have them go
over something else.

Other Notes: This AU story is based on a picture entitled 'Momson15' by an
artist named Sincest.

Dedications: None so far.

Partridge Family: Shirley And Keith
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

This whole story had began on the 27th day of the month of July, which was
when a famous rock-'n-roll family known as the Partridge Family had just
arrived at the city of Brookpark, Ohio on their way to their next concert
stop, only to have a sudden thunderstorm force them to stop at a local hotel
to spend the night and wait until the storm passes over.

Anyway, as soon as their good friend and agent named Reuben Kinkaid had
checked himself and the Partridge clan into the hotel and they had gotten
themselves settled into their rooms, he had knocked on the family's
hotel-room doors and said, "Say, Everybody!If you're hungry for some lunch,
you're welcome to join me in the hotel restaraunt! Okay?"

And of course, the answer to that question had came soon enough, for Laurie,
Danny, Christopher and Tracy had changed their clothes, opened their doors
and ran out of their rooms to join Reuben for lunch, only to have the
concerned agent walk over to Shirley's door, knock on it and ask, "Shirley,
don't you want to join me and the kids for some lunch?"

That was before Shirley had opened her hotel-room door, looked at Reuben and
answered, "I'm sorry, Reuben. I just don't feel like eating some lunch right
now. What about Keith? Doesn't he want to join you for lunch?"

And then, after a curious Reuben had knocked on Keith's hotel-room door and
asked him the very same question, Shirley Partridge's teen-age son had opened
the door, taken a deep breath and answered, "Sorry to do this to you, Reuben.
But I had decided to take some time to go over some of the songs that we're
about to perform at our next concert stop."

Then, after he had let both Keith and Shirley know that he truly understands
and taken the other Partridge kids with him for some lunch, a concerned
Shirley had closed her hotel-room door, removed all of her wet clothes and
put on her bathrobe just before she had stepped out of her room, knocked on
his door and said, "Keith, do you want me to help you with going over those

And after he had given that suggestion some thought, Keith had taken a deep
breath, stripped off all of his wet clothes and put on his own robe just
before he had opened the door and allowed his mother to step inside the room.

But after he had closed the door behind her and turned himself around, both
Keith and Shirley had looked at each other for a minute or two, wrapped their
arms around each other and started moving their lips closer and closer for
the kiss, only to have Shirley move her head away from her own son, clear her
throat and say, "Look, Keith. I really don't think that we should be doing

That was before an equally-embarressed Keith had taken his hands off of his
own mother, moved a couple steps away from Shirley and said, "Believe me,
Mom. I really do agree with you on that. Let's just go over the songs and
try to put this whole thing out of our heads. Okay?"

And after she had nodded her head in response to his question, both Shirley
and Keith had sat themselves down on the bed and started going over the songs
that he had just laid out.

But just as they were about to reach for one of the songs, Keith had
accidently placed his hand on top of Shirley's, causing the Partridge mother
and her son to look at each other's eyes for a minute or two and kissed each
other ever so passionately on the lips.

And then, after they had stripped off their robes and Keith had started
licking all over Shirley's bare-ass naked body -- all the way down to her
hot, wet pussy and carressing her firm breasts, she had placed her hands on
her son's bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh! Please, Keith! Don't do this!
We really shouldn't be doing this! Stop! Oooohhhh! Please, Keith! Don't stop!
Yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Keith! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet
pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

Then, after Keith had turned himself around and allowed Shirley to start
sucking on his stiff cock, the two members of the Partridge Family had
suddenly realized that they were both experiencing the one thing that they
had each never been able to experience with any member of their own family
before, for they were experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying
every minute of it.

Just then, after Keith had placed his stone hard dick inside his mother's
asshole and used each of his hands to carress both her tits and snatch, a
sexually-energized Shirley had placed one of her hands on his bare shoulder
and the other hand on his bare arm and yelled at the top of her lungs,

And then, after they had started moving themselves harder and faster and
their lovemaking has reached its final concert stop, both Keith and Shirley
had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked
arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, on the very next day, the rain had finally stopped and the
Partridge Family were finally able to proceed -- with their good friend and
agent, Reuben Kinkaid -- to their next concert stop, but while the others
were stepping aboard the famous multi-colored bus, Shirley had placed her
gentle hand on Keith's shoulder, took a deep breath and asked, "Keith, could
you please do me a favor? Could you keep what just happened between the both
of us to yourself?"

And after he had given his own mother a big hug, an understanding Keith had
looked at Shirley, let out a small chuckle and answered, "To tell you the
truth, Mom. I really don't blame you for asking me that question, because if
a certain big-mouth kid named Danny Partridge finds out about what had just
happened between us, we'll never hear the end of it."



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