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Archive-name: Violent/bradybv2.txt
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Archive-title: Brady Bunch Story Pt II, The
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"Mike...I can't find my dildo anywhere!," screamed Carol.
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"Alice...where did you put my rubbers?!? God we're going to be late to the
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Wilson's again!" yelled Mike.
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It was Friday night at the Brady household, and Mike and Carol were off to
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another orgy at the Wilson's, while the Brady kids had their own plans for the
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night.
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Greg comes running into the room, "Hey Pete, I got it, I got it...three joints
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of some far-out shit from Bill!!!"
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"Well what are you waiting for, light it up before Bobby comes home. You know
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how he gets when he's all stoned."
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As Greg and Peter were getting high, Marsha and Cindy came walking through the
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front door. "I told you Cindy that it's going to hurt a little bit the first
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time, but look how much money you made."
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"I know, but don't you think Sam's a bit too old?!? ...and what would Alice say
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if she finds out?!?
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"Oh... don't worry about it. Hey, let's go see what the boys are doing!"
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As Marsha and Cindy ran up to the boys' room, Bobby was hiding in the garage,
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stroking his little penis. Bobby liked jacking-off, and always wondered how it
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felt to fuck a real girl, especially her older sister Jan. He began liking her
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soon after she got her glasses-Bobby thought she looked real sexy when Jan put
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on her glasses.
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Meanwhile, Jan was up in her room, feeling sort of depressed. She was always
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hearing from Marsha how great it was to give blow-jobs, and to get laid by high
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school boys. Jan was still a virgin, and the only time she really experienced
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an orgasm was on the mule ride down the Grand Canyon. Suddenly, Jan got up and
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pulled out Marsha's twelve inch dildo from the top dresser drawer. She said
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"Oh what the heck!", took off her clothes, and began shoving it in her cunt.
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You could now hear loud laughter coming from the boys' room. Marsha, Greg, and
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Peter were laughing at Cindy as she was choking on the marijuana smoke.
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"Come on you little bitch, hold it in!!" yelled Greg.
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Peter, somewhat horny now, yelled over to Marsha, "Hey Marsha, how bout a
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little head?!?"
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Marsha feeling totally stoned, looked over at Pete and said, "Well, okay, but
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you can't fuck my pussy. Remember mom and dad said they're not going to pay
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for any more abortions."
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Pete quickly took off his brown Wranglers, and pulled out his cock. Then
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Marsha started to deep-throat him, while Greg watched from his bed, still
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holding a joint between his fingers.
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Meanwhile, Jan was still trying to make herself come with Marsha's dildo, as
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Bobby just shot his load all over Tiger's fur in the garage. Bobby felt good
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now, and wanted to go over to the library so he could look at the nude women in
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the National Geographics magazines. He picked up his bike, and soon realized
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that he had a flat tire. So Bobby decided to go ask Jan if he could borrow her
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bike.
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He ran inside the house, up the stairs, and burst into the girls' room without
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any warning. There, Bobby almost fainted, as she witnessed his fantasy girl as
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she was having the most incredible orgasm--she was covered with sweat, her hips
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were bucking wildly in the air, as the dildo was buried in her pussy, while
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convulsing uncontrollably. Bobby was speechless, as Jan was still trying to
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recover from her orgasm, not even noticing that Bobby was there. But before
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Jan knew it, Bobby tore off his Hang Ten t-shirt, his plaid polyester pants,
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and even his BVD's and jumped into bed with his sister.
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"I wanna fuck you until you scream, you slut!!!", said Bobby.
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Before Jan could react, Bobby was between her legs holding his throbbing two
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inch cock, then he started to fuck her. After about ten seconds, Bobby came in
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tiny spurts, and rolled off Jan, and onto his back, exhausted. Trying to catch
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his breath, Bobby said to Jan, "So how'd you like it baby?!?"
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Jan looking confused, replied, "Liked what?!?"
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In the boys' room Marsha and Peter were now joined by Greg. As Marsha was
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sucking Peter's dick, Greg was attempting to fuck Marsha's ass. As Greg
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started inserting his dick into her asshole, Marsha quickly pulled Pete's dick
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out of her mouth and said to Greg, "Oh Greg don't, it's still sore from daddy
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fucking me last night." But Greg didn't listen to her, and began fucking her
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anyway.
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Cindy, feeling kind of left out now, went downstairs to see what Alice was
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doing. As she got close to her room, Cindy heard some voices coming from
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inside. She tip-toed over and peeked in--Alice was lying in bed tied up and
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gagged, as Sam stood over her naked, holding a whip in his hand. The whip came
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screaming down across her sagging tits, as Sam yelled, "Suck my cock, you
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fucking whore!" After watching them for a few minutes, Cindy walked back to
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the living room and started to watch TV.
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Mike and Carol soon returned home, both obviously drunk. "See Carol, I told
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you not to drink so much!"
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"Oh, fuck you Mike, don't tell me what to do!"
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Then Carol, feeling kind of sick, began running towards the bathroom. She never
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made it there--threw up all over the rug. Mike looked at her and grumbled,
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"Fucking dumb bitch."
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Then she saw Cindy sitting on the couch, looked over at her and said, "Cindy,
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would you clean up mommy's vomit?!? Thanks pumpkin." and went upstairs.
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Just another typical night at the Brady household.
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