The Tape
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Category:
1 through F › Brady Bunch
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
13,970
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Brady Bunch, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Tape
Kay, you guys I know I rant on for a bit in this story but it gets better. :] TRUST ME.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I'm writing about them only because of my sick obsession for erotica.
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Coming home from cheerleading practice, Marcia found herself alone in her large house.
"Mom?" She put her books down on the kitchen table, "Dad?" An echo of her own voice surrounded her.
Shrugging this silence off, she spotted a note on the fridge. It read:
"Marcia,
Dad and I went out. Peter, Jan and Cindy have glee club until 5, Alice brought Bobby to the Docters', and Greg has football. You'll be alone for a while - I'm sure you will find something to entertain yourself with.
- Mom"
Marcia dropped the note and sighed. Being alone wouldn't be so bad, atleast she could get a head start on her book report.
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Marcia entered her room, and looked at herself in the mirrior. Her round breasts were firm and tight beneath her bra. She kneaded one with his hand, then the other. They were soft, and perky. Even with her thick bra, her nipples sprouted.
Rounded hips brought out her perfect legs and her short skirt showed just the smallest slither of her panties.
Staring at herself bored her. Marcia knew she was perfect, but not perfect enough. "Homework." She needed to be perfect in that part of life too, so she grabbed a piece of paper from her desk and sat down, searching the drawers for a pencil. "I bet there's one in the boys' desk."
She stood up and entered the bathroom, going into the boys room. The desk was neat, but no sign of any writing impliment was visible. Marcia went over to the Gregs headboard above his bed and reached around. She felt baseball, and a few cards, but no pencil. Moving the baseball a bit, she pulled a video camera from the headboard. There seemed to be a tape already inside. She raised an eyebrow and said aloud, "Let's see what Greg's been up to..."
Taking out the tape, she slid it into the small Television in the boys' room. Greg popped up on the screen, smiling.
He was shirtless, and his hair was straggled a bit below his ears, but he was still the same Greg that Marcia knew.
The screen showed him picking up the camera and aiming it at girl laying nude on Peter's top bunk-bed, the same bed that Marcia was sitting on.
Her legs were spread open, showing her puffy pussy lips. She was laughing as Greg set the camera down and jumped up to join her. He spread her legs further apart pushing his tongue on her springing clit.
Marcia had never seen anything like this, espcially coming from her brother. She didn't stop watching though, instead she felt a strange feeling sprouting between her legs. It was almost as if Marcia was the girl getting her pussy eaten out, because this feeling was so different, and new to her.
Not being able to resist, Marcia lifted up her legs and pulled off her shoes. They dropped to the floor and within a minute, her panties were laying beside them.
Putting her finger on her slit, she rubber for a moment. This made the pleasure better than it had been. Her head was pushed back from sensation and she wanted to much to put something between her legs to make sure this feeling wouldn't stop.
Moving her hand on the bed underneath her, Marcia found the pencil that she was looking, but she wouldn't be using it for the reason she needed it before. Spreading her legs as wide as she could - which was the equivalent of a split thanks to all the ballet classes she had taken - Marcia pushed the pencil her hole, point out.
"Mmmm.." The pleasurful sensation filled her body, as she watched the screen.
On it, Greg had stopped eating the girl out, and she had kneeled before him. Marcia's innocent mind wondered what she was about to do. As soon as his fly was unzipped and his 6 inch cock popped into the unknown girl's mouth, Marcia had figured it out.
Then she felt it. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her body spasmed and she screamed in a combanation of joy, lust and even the smallest bit of pain. Her high-pitched voice filled the house, making her completely oblivious that her brother had entered the room.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I'm writing about them only because of my sick obsession for erotica.
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Coming home from cheerleading practice, Marcia found herself alone in her large house.
"Mom?" She put her books down on the kitchen table, "Dad?" An echo of her own voice surrounded her.
Shrugging this silence off, she spotted a note on the fridge. It read:
"Marcia,
Dad and I went out. Peter, Jan and Cindy have glee club until 5, Alice brought Bobby to the Docters', and Greg has football. You'll be alone for a while - I'm sure you will find something to entertain yourself with.
- Mom"
Marcia dropped the note and sighed. Being alone wouldn't be so bad, atleast she could get a head start on her book report.
----
Marcia entered her room, and looked at herself in the mirrior. Her round breasts were firm and tight beneath her bra. She kneaded one with his hand, then the other. They were soft, and perky. Even with her thick bra, her nipples sprouted.
Rounded hips brought out her perfect legs and her short skirt showed just the smallest slither of her panties.
Staring at herself bored her. Marcia knew she was perfect, but not perfect enough. "Homework." She needed to be perfect in that part of life too, so she grabbed a piece of paper from her desk and sat down, searching the drawers for a pencil. "I bet there's one in the boys' desk."
She stood up and entered the bathroom, going into the boys room. The desk was neat, but no sign of any writing impliment was visible. Marcia went over to the Gregs headboard above his bed and reached around. She felt baseball, and a few cards, but no pencil. Moving the baseball a bit, she pulled a video camera from the headboard. There seemed to be a tape already inside. She raised an eyebrow and said aloud, "Let's see what Greg's been up to..."
Taking out the tape, she slid it into the small Television in the boys' room. Greg popped up on the screen, smiling.
He was shirtless, and his hair was straggled a bit below his ears, but he was still the same Greg that Marcia knew.
The screen showed him picking up the camera and aiming it at girl laying nude on Peter's top bunk-bed, the same bed that Marcia was sitting on.
Her legs were spread open, showing her puffy pussy lips. She was laughing as Greg set the camera down and jumped up to join her. He spread her legs further apart pushing his tongue on her springing clit.
Marcia had never seen anything like this, espcially coming from her brother. She didn't stop watching though, instead she felt a strange feeling sprouting between her legs. It was almost as if Marcia was the girl getting her pussy eaten out, because this feeling was so different, and new to her.
Not being able to resist, Marcia lifted up her legs and pulled off her shoes. They dropped to the floor and within a minute, her panties were laying beside them.
Putting her finger on her slit, she rubber for a moment. This made the pleasure better than it had been. Her head was pushed back from sensation and she wanted to much to put something between her legs to make sure this feeling wouldn't stop.
Moving her hand on the bed underneath her, Marcia found the pencil that she was looking, but she wouldn't be using it for the reason she needed it before. Spreading her legs as wide as she could - which was the equivalent of a split thanks to all the ballet classes she had taken - Marcia pushed the pencil her hole, point out.
"Mmmm.." The pleasurful sensation filled her body, as she watched the screen.
On it, Greg had stopped eating the girl out, and she had kneeled before him. Marcia's innocent mind wondered what she was about to do. As soon as his fly was unzipped and his 6 inch cock popped into the unknown girl's mouth, Marcia had figured it out.
Then she felt it. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her body spasmed and she screamed in a combanation of joy, lust and even the smallest bit of pain. Her high-pitched voice filled the house, making her completely oblivious that her brother had entered the room.