Jan Brady

[Latina]

I am Jan Brady. I am NOT happy being one of the Brady Bunch. Why is it that MARSHA gets all the hunky studs to fuck her? It's ALWAYS Marsha. Marsha, Marsha, Marsha! I'm sick of it!

Well, I'm a sexy young blonde, too, and my hot, wet, hungry pussy needs a nice, sweet fucking every bit as much as Marsha's does! So how about it, won't some stud fuck Marsha Brady's horny little sis? C'mere and fuck me, stud. Forget Marsha, Marsha, Marsha, and fuck ME, stud, fuck me. Fuck me, stud, fuck me. Fuck ME stud, fuck ME! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK me!

God I need a hard, hot cock SO badly!

Jan Brady

 

[Guest]

Jan, you got it wrong, let the studs go after Marsha. They are so full of themselves, that all they think about is satisfying their own needs. Marsha might get lots of studs, but she isn't getting quality.

I'm no stud, but if you permitted me, I would carress your blonde locks off your face. I would trace the outline of you nose and your lifts with my finger, touching you face so lightly that it would feel like a feather. I would then nibble on your earlobes and expose your throat to my lips. I would rain kisses on your forehead, your eyes, your lips and your throat.

While still kissing your face, I would start to unbutton your blouse, slowly sliding it down your arms and letting it fall to the ground. My hands would massage your shoulders and your back as my mouth moved down to kiss your torso. I would poke my tongue into your belly button and then continue to kiss you. My hands would reach behind your back so that I can unfasten your bra and release your orbs for my attention. I would gently massage your tits using my fingers to rub your nipples until they became erect. As my mouth moved to suck and lick your nipples, my hands would softly massage your body until they reached your waist. As I tended to your tits, my hands would fumble to unhook your shirt, they would then search for the zipper and pull it down. As your skirt fell to the ground, I would get you to step out of the crumbled gown. My hands would then hook the waist of your panties and pull them down to your ankles. Guiding your feet, I would liberate your feet. Once naked, I would carry you to your bed, where I would lay you down gently. on your stomach. After massaging your back and your buttocks to relax you, I would turn you over and expose to my gaze your bushy groin. Gently I would spread your legs until your cunt was fully exposed. Kneeling on the floor, I would cup your buttocks in my hands and plunge my face into your crotch. First I would tease your clit, by flicking it with my tongue and they by sucking it until it became stiff. My hands would knead your buttocks and maybe a finger might stray to rub against your anus. Once I had aroused your clit, I would bring over one of my hands to continue tweaking your clit while my tongue started to explore your wet slit. Sucking, licking, darting my tongue into your cunt, I would ensure that your juices flowed copiously. Bringing my other hand around, I would slowly introduce a finger into your cunt to open your love tunnel.

Once I was sure that you had reached your orgasm, then I would place myself between your open legs and slide my 7 inch cock into your prepared cunt. Once deep inside, I would lie down on top of you so that I could suck your tits whilst keeping my cock filling your cunt.

When it became to much for me, than I would withdraw and turning you around, I would get you to kneel so that I could enter your from behind. As this position ensures maximum penetration,while holding onto your waist, I would pump my cock into your cunt, smacking my stomach against your buttocks with as much vigor as possible.and when I felt my sperm rising, I would plant my cock as deep as possible into your cunt and squirt it in as deep as possible.

 

[Latina]

I awaken in the morning, yawn and stretch, with a whole new attitude. Yesterday, the world sucked unless you were Marsha Brady. Today, it seems GREAT to be Jan Brady. All tinges of jealousy for big-sister Marsha are gone. My man was right, let Marsha have those self-centered studs in an endless series of meaningless one-night stands. I've got a REAL man, and he's mine, all mine. Mine, mine, MINE! Not Marsha's! To hell with always Marsha, Marsha, Marsha. Last night it was MY turn to be deliciously naughty. The only thing that could have made it better would have been if Marsha had walked in on us, seen what great fun I was having, tried to seduce him, and had been rejected flat by the man who has eyes (and lovely cock) only for ME! That would have made my night SO complete!

Why didn't Mom ever tell me how GREAT sex could be? She must have had sex at least three times, to have given birth to Marsha, Cindy, and me. And she fell for Mike Brady, so presumably she had fun with him, too. I wonder if it was ever as good for mom as it was for me last night? Hell, even with all her endless line of studs, I'll bet even Marsha never got fucked THIS good! But I don't want to think about mom and step-dad, or Marsha and just about every guy. The thought of relatives having sex leaves me nauseated, and I am feeling WAY too good to give in to such disgust. I just want to focus on that wonderful just-fucked tingling in my crotch, and shut the rest of the world out.

I roll on my side and smile at the handsome, sexy man who smiles back at me, at my bedside. I am VERY sore but EXTRTEMELY contented, as his thick cream slowly oozes out my freshly and thoroughly-fucked pussy and ass, rolling down onto the satin bed sheets.

Damn but it's good to be Jan Brady, all grown-up and adorably fuckable, and all freshly fucked this morning.

As I dress for work, I deliberately do not wash down there, so I can revel in the feel of his thick spunk deep inside of me all day. Mmmmmm!

I am CLOCK-watching all day at work, but I really want to be COCK watching. I can't wait to get home today, to jump back into my lover's arms.

I'm not home long, when the doorbell rings. I open the door, and there HE is. The man who gave me the thick, hard cock I wanted and needed, so desperately craved, all night last night. The hunk who gave me all his hard, pounding loving not once, but over and over and over again. He went straight from his office to my front door tonight, not stopping at his home to change first. I appreciate him showing-up dressed so nicely, but I know it is only a matter of time before his fine tailored clothes wind-up in a heap on my living room floor! Yes, I think now, I WANT you to ring my bell! Always and forever. I grab both of his hands in both of mine, and I tow him into my living room, kicking my front door shut behind us. Tonight, it is MY turn to take charge of our passions.

Eagerly, I wrap my arms around his toned waist, and I pull him close toward me. He slowly, gently, lovingly runs his big, strong, manly hands through my long, shimmering, straight, shoulder-length blonde hair. I cup his neck in my palm, and I pull him close for a soft kiss. I kiss him softly 20, 40, 100 times, then I press in hard for a deeply passionate kiss. I repeat those hard, deep, soulful kisses 10, 20, 50 more times. Then I open my mouth slightly, just enough to slowly lick my tongue all the way around his soft lips one, twice, thrice. He takes the hint, and he parts his lips slightly. My hungry tongue eagerly darts into his mouth, exploring the backsides of his teeth, the roof of his mouth, and finally HIS tongue. Our tongues gently wrestle with each other, then fiercely encircle each other, finally entwining our tongues around each other. Mmmm, this is sheer HEAVEN!

After a while, I back away. I then wrap my hands around his back, and I start kissing and licking the side of his neck, finally moving my mouth around to kiss and lick at his Adam's apple. He gulps, and I love how that bobbing in his neck feels on my tongue. My hands reach out to unbutton the top button of his fine dressy shirt, and my kisses move down his chest with each newly-opened button. Mmmm, and such a MANLY chest, covered in a thick, dark mat of hair over rippling muscles so obviously sculpted daily in a gym. Do any of MARSHA's endless parade of studs measure up to this masculine perfection? Highly doubtful, I smile to myself victoriously!

I eagerly tug his shirt-tails free of the waistband of his elegant trousers, so I can unbutton the bottom button. I now slide his office shirt off both of his arms, leaving him deliciously naked from his waist up. I kiss and lick his manly, sculpted chest, then gently nibble his nipples into pebble hardness. He moans in that sexy baritone of his, and hearing his lovely cries of pleasure, I feel myself start to dampen. Letting him devour me last night was damned exciting, but nothing compared to being in charge tonight, and feeling my power as I bring him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams.

My kisses and licks glide slowly down his handsome naked torso, pausing to linger at his navel. He's an outie, and I love how his fleshy belly button feels on my swirling tongue. Slowly, teasingly, I unbuckle his belt, feeling the first pulsating stirrings of his thick cock through the fabric of his trousers. His trousers are custom-tailored to hug every masculine, worked-out inch of his well-toned body. No off-the-rack clothes for JAN BRADY's very special lover, no sirree! Off-the-rack is for big sister Marsha's endless parade of losers, not for the guy who could see that Jan is ALSO a beautiful, vital woman like Marsha, a man who knows that I'm even more deserving than Marsha of love, lust, and LOTS and LOTS of wonderful sex!

I unsnap the top snap of his elegant tailored suit trousers, loving the feel of the quality fabric against my fingers. Slowly, I pull the zipper down, and his fly is only about half open when I smile at the realization that he has deliberately forgotten to wear underwear, just for ME! What a lovely, loving, considerate man I have in my hands tonight! In fact, that's JUST where I want him, in my hands, and as I pull his pants down to his knees, I wrap both of my hands around his thick 7 inches. I tug his pants down to his ankles, and he kindly and generously steps out of them, kicking them away across the living-room carpet.

Now at last, my man stands 100% deliciously naked before me! I sink to my knees, and I leisurely kiss and lick my way all over his big, manly balls. Starting at the base, I slowly kiss and lick my way up his stiff, hard shaft, and as I reach just below the cock-head, my eager tongue starts swirling madly all around his thick circumference. I kiss the very tip of his cock, then I eagerly open my lips and slide forward on my knees to take his first lovely inch into my hungry, eager mouth. I slide forward some more, slowly working his manhood past my eager lips and swirling tongue, He is repeatedly moaning in that deep baritone of his, his melodic moans making my pussy damper and ever damper with desire for him.

Finally, I have worked him fully into my hungry mouth. I revel at the feel of his big, come-filled balls pressed tightly up against my lips as his long, thick cock completely fills my mouth. I suck hard, and with one mighty throb, he becomes hard as steel in my mouth. In my opinion, there is simply no better feeling in the whole world than the moment that the man you love gains full hardness while deep inside of your mouth!

I slowly back away, until only the very end of his cock-head remains in my mouth. I cup both of his muscular ass cheeks in my palms, and still on my knees, I pull him slowly, lovingly toward me, forcing his lovely cock all the way down my throat as he twitches, pulses, and throbs like mad. I suck and suck and suck, my cheeks collapsing tightly around him. I back off once more, and again pull him to me by his ass. This time, I stop when he has completely filled my mouth, not quite pulling him down into my throat this time. My tongue circles and swirls all over his cock in my mouth. His moans grow louder and ever louder, and I know he can't hold out much longer. So now I deliver the coup de grace, sucking him hard and fast into my throat. That does the trick: his cock flares and throbs, and thick, sweet, warm come bursts forth explosively from his cock-head, splattering my tongue and the back of my throat with his thick, rich, creamy treat. I gulp and swallow rapidly and repeatedly, but he is emptying his tasty spunk into me faster than I can gulp it down. I smile up at him as I feel a trickle of delicious off-white cream rolling off the corner of my lips. I lick up this drooling stream of man-come, not wishing to waste even one precious drop.

All trace of jealousy for Marsha is gone now. Does life get any better than this? Yes, in fact, it does.

I push him down flat on his back on my living-room carpet, his long, thick cock pointing almost straight up. I slip my skirt down my legs, and I pull my loose top over my head. Like my man, I have deliberately forgotten to wear any underwear: no bra or panties to get in the way of our fun. I climb atop him, and I slowly slide my wide-open, hot, dripping wet blonde pussy down over his thick, lovely cock. With one hand, he reaches up to cup my breasts, massaging and pinching my already rock-hard nipples. His other hand encircles my waist, and pushes me down over his amazing cock, regulating the pace as I ride him into ecstasy. My pussy pounds down over him 10, 20, 50, 100 times, who knows, who keeps count? But every down-stroke of my tight, wet pussy over his thick, hard cock sends electric shivers of sheer ecstasy jolting through me from head to toe. Was it 200, 500 times, riding up and down on him? Then my pussy suddenly and impatiently contracted, squeezing him tight, oh so very tight, and then soaking his entire deeply-buried 7 inches with a gushing flood of my warm, sticky love juices. I squeeze and squeeze and squeeze him as I come once, twice, maybe ten times or 15? Somewhere in all that endless series of my orgasms, one right on top of the other, his cock flares and throbs and pulsates deep inside of me, banging hard against my slick walls, as he bursts what feels like about ten gallons of warm man-juices deep inside my sore but ecstatic pussy.

I no longer envy Marsha. Until now, it was ALWAYS Marsha. Marsha, Marsha,. Marsha! But I have something Marsha doesn't have and never will have: a man who is 100% all MINE! No games, no tricks, just lots of love and endlessly wild and wonderful sex day and night. And I smile, for I know that Marsha cannot, and will not, EVER experience that amazing sex with MY man!

Damn but it's great to be JAN Brady!

 

[Tannis]

Hi Jan,
I have been watching you for a long time now. I know Marsha and will admit I always wanted her but that wasuntil I finally had a date with her and she was so full of herself that I could not even get it up. I then met you and thought my god she is hot. If I am being to forward just let me know I just wanted to let you know I was interested and wanted to possibly pursue something more.

Billy

 

[Latina]

Oh my God, I've been on cloud 9 SSSOOOO much, ever since meeting my anonymous and unregistered lover, that I forgot to notice Billy off at a corner table near the bar, nursing one drink all night and slowly checking me out up and down my voluptuous figure.

But I notice him now, in his dangerous-looking black leather motorcycle jacket, accenting every rippling muscle of his upper arms. I smile in his general direction, nod my acknowledgement of his checking me out, flirt and tease just a little, lick my lips. Finally, he gets up the courage to approach me. He mumbles something about "possibly pursuing something more", hesitating to the last. Pathetic. What am I doing with Billy when I have such a great lover at home? Still, he looks like a dangerous bad boy, and it might be fun to see where this might lead. Why should big-sister Marsha be the only Brady girl who gets to play a slut?

I playfully tap the front of his tight jeans, and I dare him. "POSSIBLY get together? What do you mean, POSSIBLY? I'm ready, IF you're man enough to keep up with my sexual energy!"

I smile, and eagerly wait his reply, wait for him to lose this phony shy-guy image and take charge. I brush all the glasses and napkins off the bar, and sit up on the bar, hiking up my skirt, spreading open my stocking-encased legs so my sexy, lacy black garters are clearly visible, and with my forefinger, I motion him closer.

But WILL he lose that shyness and unleash the expertise that I just KNOW his tongue must have? Impatiently, I wait for him to take the lead.

-- Jan Brady

 

[Guest]

Dear Jan,

I'm so happy that I was able to open your eyes to the multitude of people who would like the opportunity to love you and satisfy your needs, physical and emotional.

Don't worry about Marcia not walking in on you and your lover. If she never finds out, she'll go through life never savouring the joy and fulfilment that Love can bring. She'll be able to look back on a series of pricks (pun intentional) which ultimately will deflate her zest for life, whereas you'll have had a prick that has spurred you on to enjoy the best that life can offer.

As Mr. Spock would say, "Live long and prosper."

 

[Tannis]

I look at Jan's amazing legs and those fantastic lacy panties and say what the fuck and loose control. Looking into her sultry eyes I get on my knees infront of the table and kiss up her legs. I start at her ankle slowly kissing my way up her leg stoping to kiss just behind her knee and go on to her luscious thighs. I kiss Jan's pussy through her panties and begin to lick it through he panties. Jan reaches down and pulls her panties over to one side. I smell the musky scent of her wet pussy and go down with enthusiasm. I lick and hum a little tune on her clit. I then lick up and down spreading her legs farther pull her panties all the way off to get them the hell out of my way. I then lick up and down from clit to ass hole stopping to lightly rim her ass hole. I look up into her eyes and say "How's this for shy??"

Billy

 

[Latina]

At first, I feel bad about cheating on my first lover, but soon Billy's tongue has me forgetting all about him. Besides, that first guy never even told me his name, and he told me he was just training me, warming me up and building-up my self-confidence for the many sexual unions I would have with many more guys. So mentally I feel like that was his way of giving me permission to go after Billy, and I relax into the moment.

As I sit atop the bar, with my skirt off and my panties down, Billy lovingly licks and swirls his tongue all over me now, bringing me from peak to peak of ecstatic crescendos. Maybe I won't have an endless parade of lovers like Marsha, maybe with Billy I got lucky my second time out, and found a true and lasting, lifelong love. The thought of that, and the feel of his eager and masterful licks, has my juices flowing out of me in one pleasurable burst after another, as I close my eyes, tilt me head back, and moan endlessly in an erotic swoon. My eyes open briefly to watch his handsome face skillfully maneuvering between my legs, and that is when I notice a line of men at the bar, waiting for THEIR turn at me.

Although I have resolved to be a wanton slut like big sister Marsha, I am not quite ready for THIS. Leaving my skirt and his trousers on the bar, I hastily pull up my panties, and I drag Billy around back, into my waiting limo. I stretch out on the back seat, pull my skimpy panties back down to my knees, and silently invite him to give me the best, most gentle, most loving fuck of my life. Judging by the impressive length and girth of his hard-on, I know that he is up for the task at hand. My breathing grows rapid and heavy as I eagerly await his next move in this erotic chess game between us.

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

Billy? BILLY? Biiiiillllyyyy? Where the HELL are you, Billy? I came here looking for a long-term sexual relationship, and if all I was to you was another one-night stand, save that for my slutty big sister Marsha. She loves that kind of stuff! I left my other anonymous lover for you, did I make a mistake?

I'm back to lying here alone, naked, and horny, envying Marsha her endless parade of one-night losers. Maybe I was wrong to expect anything more from a MAN!

I ponder my options:

1. Go back to lover #1 and beg him to take me back. I'm sorry I strayed into the arms of Billy.

2. Wait for Billy to get off his lazy ass and fuck me again. I REALLY, REALLY want it in the ass right now!

3. Tramp around for more one-night stands, so at least I'll have a warm body in my bed every night. I would have preferred it to be the SAME warm body every night, but hey, at this point, I'll take what I can get.

4. Try a woman. Maybe she would be more loyal. And she'd damn well know how to pleasure the female anatomy more than most MEN do! Hell, Marsha has LOTS of experience, maybe she'd teach me? The thought of bedding my sister partly disgusts me, but partly intrigues me. Lots of guys have passed me up for her, maybe it's time I find out for myself just what she has to offer.

__ A lonely, horny, miserable Jan Brady, dumped & forgotten, desperately in need of sexual healing

 

[Latina]

What the HELL got into me yesterday? All of this feeling sorry for myself bullshit! I tell myself to snap OUT of it, girl! There was a long line of men waiting for me when Bill ate me out atop the bar. Maybe some of them are still around, and maybe I can find one who'll treat me better than Billy did, leaving me waiting for him in the back of my limo, and never showing up. Did my fowardness scare him off? Tough shit!

I pull my skimpy panties back on, screw-up my courage, lose my bitchy/crabby attitude, and exit my limo, heading back into the bar.

That's where I find you, at the head of the line that is still waiting for me. The line has thinned-out considerably, but there are still a few horny guys lined-up, waiting for their crack at TV celebrity Jan Brady. I shudder at the thought that some of these losers may have already fucked my slutty big sister Marsha. But I sense that you are different. You are not some star-struck little wimp, looking only to add a notch to your gunbelt and brag to the boys how you scored a foxy celeb like Jan Brady. I sense that you genuinely want to love me, and to pleasure me. And you are NOT afraid of a sexually-liberated, sexually-aggresive, woman-on-the-prowl like me.

I climb up on the stage where the exotic dancers perform. I hastily strip off what few clothes I'm wearing, wrap my hand around the dance pole, and start suggestively stroking it up and down. My gaze burns into your eyes, inviting you to make slow, leisurely love with me all night long. Are you up for this challenge?

The proverbial ball is in YOUR court. So what are you going to do? I'm up for anything you want, and I promise to be sweet, gentle and loving now. My bitchiness is gone, left behind in the limo. I am now just pure love, desire, wantonness, lust, and sweetness. And I am here JUST for you!

Please add your comments to continue this story from here.

"Jan Brady"

 

[Cire]

Dear Jan,

I must admit that I was both arouse3d and saddened by your wanton exhibition. I thought that you had decide to be different from Marsha, but then you go and act like her, trolling for cocks.

As you return to the bar, I sense that you have changed your attitude, and so I approach you.

As you are ready to continue your erotic education, I suggest that now we go back to your Limo for some mutual fun.

We troop out to the car. We settle in the back and you tell the driver to drive around until further instructions. You close the partition between us and the driver and suddenly we are isolated from the rest of the world behind the one way glass.

You look at me epectantly, waiting.....

I say, "Why dont you take off those panties." You raise your rump and slip the thin fabric off yoyr bucctocks and down to youe feet. You step out of the thin loop of fabric. In this position, I can see that your cunt hair matches the colour of the hear on your head. You are a real blonde, and as such, your cunt hair is very fine and hardly noticeable. I look at your groin and you spread your legs to allow me to see you better. So doing, your cuntlips open slightly and a mosit trickle drips onto the leather seat.

I extend my hand and insert a finger between your pouting cunt-lips. My finger is massaged by your cunt muscles as it enters into the sodden tunnel. Unconsciously, you slide forward to facilitate my manipulations.

My cock is stiffening and my finger feels scalded by your hot cunt. I slide my finger out and bring it to my mouth. You look at me as I suck your sweet juices of my finger. The tast of your cunt has further hardened my cock and it needs to be released from its confinement. I look at you and say, "Suck my cock."

Instantly you knell on the floor of the car in front of me and undo the waist of my trousers. I raise my self off the seat so that you can pull my pants down. You grab both traousers and ungerwear and in one swift move, you pull both down to my ankle.

I settle my naked butt on the leather seat and spread my legs. Your head disappears between my legs and I feel your mouth close around the head of my erect penis. Slowly you lower your head until you have taken all 7 inches into your mouth. I can feel your tongue rolling my cock around in your mouth. Slowly you raise your head until only the very tip of my cock is still between your lips. Your tongue flicks the glans and then you again slowly devour my cock. How long this goes on, I don't know. Isolated as we are in the back of the limo, we have lost track of time.

As pleasing as this is, I want more, I want to taste your juices. I tell you to stop, so that I can lie accross the back seat of the car. Once settled, I instruct you to sit on my face facing towards my feet. As you lower yourself above me, your cuntlips again open slightly and your juices drip onto my face. I direct your cunt onto my mouth and my first draught on your cunt fills my mouth with your sweet nectar. I flick your clit with my tongue, I dart my tongue into your cunt as far as possible, and at the same time I drink deeply of your copious secretions.

I point to my unattended prick and indicate that you should lie on top of me so that you can continue your ministrations of my cock. As you lean forward to take my cock in your mouth, I can now see your puckered anal ring. I massage your buttocks and allow my finger to stray accross tour sphincter. Each stroke makes your buttocks quiver. While still licking you, I reach down and insert a finger into your wet cunt. Once it is thoroughly coated with your juices, I bring it back up and press it gently against your ring. Slowly your sphincter muscles relax and bit by bit I insert my figer into your anus. The feeling of being penetrated in all three orifices bring on your orgasm. Your mouth, now immobile has engulfed all of my cock, your legs hold my head in a vice-like grip and your buttocks twitch as they try to force my finger even further up into your anal cavity.

Once your climax has passed, you release my head and fall limply forward, resting on top of me. I slide from under you and allow you to plop onto the car seat. I kneel on the floor of the car and cajole you into rolling over onto your back.

I grab your legs and hoist them over my shoulder. You are bent at a funny angle, but in tour langour, you do not realise your position. I line my cock up with your cunt and push it in up to the hilt. Your vaginal muscles react to my intrusion and begin to massage my prick. I limit my movements to small moves, not wanting to ejaculate until you have recovered your senses.

As the effects of your orgasm fade, you finally realise the uncomfortable position that you are in. I withdraw from your cunt and tell you to kneel on the seat. You adopt the required position and I place myself behind you. As on our first encounter, I enter you from behind, "doggy style". While I slowly pump my cock into your receptive cunt, I massage your rump and your buttocks. Slowly I expose your anal ring to my view. I can still see some traces of the cunt juices that my finger put there earlier.

I push your buttocks open as I withdraw from your cunt. My cock is dripping from the accumulated juices it has picked up in your cunt. I place the knob of my prick against your anus and I press forward. Instinctively, you tense up, but as I continue to massage your rump and your back, you begin to relax which allows my cock to slip in centimeter by centimeter. Eventually, I am fully embedded into your anus, I reach forward with one hand and grab your golden locks which have splayed all over the seat. My other hand reaches down and begins to masturbate your clit.

As you begin to respond to my manipulations, I slowly start to pump my cock in and out. I don't have to go fast, because I am so aroused that it only takes afew strokes to bring on my climax and I squirt my sperm deep into your bowel.

What a beautiful scne I am privy to, the beautiful Jan Brady with her lipstick all smudged from taking a cock in her mouth, kneeling on the back saet of a limo with a dripping cunt and a drippinf anus. I almost wish I had a camera to record for posterity how a thoroughly fucked woman looks like.

Always remember Jan, go for quality not quantity. And I will always be here to take you back after your various adventures. I know that i cannot keep you for me alone, because a woman like you has a mission to spread her love to the manny men and women who need her. It's a wonderful life when you can help others

See you later
Ron

 

[Tannis]

I sit in the corner stroking my cock looking at Jan wondering If I am fucking stupid or what?? I cannot believe I answered a page to g to work and left that prime ass just sitting there. I think she actually liked me. Seeing this other looser with her is almost too much bare but I wait it in anticipation of him making the big mistake I know he will.

I continue to look at those exquisite legs and well rounded ass. He amazing breasts I imagine slowlhy kissing Jan and working my way down her naked body. I lay her down and slowly put the head of my cock at her opening and just put the head in. I look into your eyes and ask If I can go all the way. You look up and tell me yes please take me. I enter the most amazing pussy I have ever felt. I wonder what the real thing must feel like.

Billy

 

[Latina]

Wow, what a dilemma I now face. From having too few men, to having too MANY! Ron has just given me what may very well be the very best fuck of my life, and I am still reveling in the sensations. And I sense that he would NEVER choose going to the office over fucking me in the back of a limo when I am naked and desperately horny. Yet there's Billy, the man I was starting to fall in love with, looking so sad and forlorn. He knows he blew it with me. So do I BLOW him in return, sort of a consolation blowjob for losing me to Ron? No, I am determined NOT to turn into the slut my big sister Marsha is, I want a long-term love and lust. Maybe I'll have that with Ron, maybe not, but I don't think I could ever be happy with Billy, despite the fact that I still feel a twinge of love for him.

I'm feeling too good, too completely and thoroughly and deliciously and naughtily fucked to decide anything now. I feel like Saclett O'Hara now: "fiddle dee dee, I'll think about it tomorrow." For now, I am contnet to just lie in the backseat of mylimo, Ron still in my arms, his cock still deeply buried in my ass. Does it get any better than tonight? I lie here, as I ride an unparalleled natural high, Ron's warm, fresh, thick, sticky, manly spunk cream slowly oozing out of by-now-sore but very happy pussy and ass, and slowly dribbling out the corners of my mouth, where I had been eagerly sucking him only moments before.

Jan Brady

 

[Tannis]

Well I accept the consolation blow job but seeing Jan with that putz is a challenge I cannot ignore. I wait a couple of days and then put my plan in effect. I call in sick to work and start the scenario. I bribe the door man 2,000.00 to look the other way as I get the spare key to Jans Condo and get inside. I am not trying to be a stalker I am trying to be overly romantic. I have the delivery guys come in. Every room is packed high with roses. Roses of all colors and design. I then go to the bedroom and spread rose petals allover the bed. I see I am running out of time so I start to rush. I run to the bathroom and run a hot bath with red bubbles and oils. Candles all around the bath. I then set up red wine and a note on the table in the doorway. The note reads "Follow the candles". I have another candle of varying heights and design every three feet to the bedroom. I leave the only white rose on the bed with a note "forgive me and think of me tonight while you relax in the bath, Billy".
I get the three ring code that you are downstairs and high tail it out of the condo. On the way out I leave one last note in the bathroom next to the bottle of red wine that says "forgive me. Call me".

 

[Latina]

I come home from another draining day on the set of making yet another brainless "Brady Reunion" movie. I open the door of my condo, purchased from my pay on such mindless moview, to find my familiar surroundings awash in roses. And the candles! Candles everywhere! SSSOOO romantic! Should I give Billy another chance, instead of cutting him loose after that farewell blowjob?

I follow the candles toward my bathroom. As I progress through my condo, the candles get longer and thicker, reminding me of how good the sex was with Billy. Good? It was fan-damn-tastic! I strip down to my unmentionables, letting my long blonde hair swirl down over my bare breasts, and pretend I am modeling for Billy, before I slip beneath the soothing, foamy, scented bubble bath.

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

I come home from another draining day on the set of making yet another brainless "Brady Reunion" movie. I open the door of my condo, purchased from my pay on such mindless moview, to find my familiar surroundings awash in roses. And the candles! Candles everywhere! SSSOOO romantic! Should I give Billy another chance, instead of cutting him loose after that farewell blowjob?

I follow the candles toward my bathroom. As I progress through my condo, the candles get longer and thicker, reminding me of how good the sex was with Billy. Good? It was fan-damn-tastic! I strip down to my unmentionables, letting my long blonde hair swirl down over my bare breasts, and pretend I am modeling for Billy, before I slip beneath the soothing, foamy, scented bubble bath.

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

I play with myself all through the soothing, relaxing bubble-bath. I think Billy' romatic gesture has won his way back into my life, my heart, and (I hope) my bed. I towel-dry my ass, and slip back into my lingerie except my panties. I dry the last glistening drops of bath water off my butt, and give Billy a call. Lucky for me, he answers.

"I'm thinking of you," I moan, "as I lie here, seeing how many fingers I can jam up my pussy all at the same time. Would you like to come over and watch, and maybe help?"

Jan Brady

 

[Tannis]

When I left the condo I went to the stairwell and just sat waiting for Jan to get home. The look on her face when she opened the door was priceless. I get ready to leave but realize I am so aroused I sit down and begin to jerk of imagining Jan in the bath. I slowly stroke my cock thinking back to her mouth on my throbbing cock. Then my cel phone rings. It is Jan!! I answer "Hello". When she asks if wantr to come over I am already at the door ringing. When she answers the door in the flimsy robe I loose control and go straight to her picking her up and kissing her passionately on the mouth. I kick the door closed and take her to the bedroom. I lay her down on the bed and begin kissing her forhead, her eye lids, her neck, her breasts. I look up so am I forgiven??

Billy

 

[Cire]

After your tryst with Billy

After your tryst with Billy, you came to my apartment. You were so excited with all the roses which filled every nook and cranny. You told me of your torrid session with Billy. And in a moment’s indiscretion you also told me that he thought I was a loser.

I didn’t reply. I don’t know if you were looking for a reaction from me or if was just a confidence which you divulged to me because you felt comfortable in my presence.

I hope that Billy soon understands that I am not a rival for your affection. As I have said before, I know that you will have other lovers, and I cherish the time that you spend with me. I hope that Billy understands that how a person looks is not an indication of their worth as a lover. It is what is in a person’s heart that counts. Billy is the love of youth. It is fiery, brash and ardent. He uses his cock to bring you to a series of climaxes with a fervent passion. Mine is the love that comes from maturity. It is more quiet and smouldering. I use my fingers, my mouth and my tongue to draw out from you your climaxes, and then I consumate our desire.

You bring me out of my reverie, I sit besides you on the sofa and hang onto your every word. As we talk, I notice that you are in some discomfort. You admit that your muscles are a little sore after your enthusiastic love-making with Billy.

I stand up and grabbing you by the hand, force you to follow me. I drag you to a special room in my apartment. I open the door and invite you to enter. It is a small cozy room. It is painted in a soft pastel colour. The lighting is subdued. The only furniture is a dresser, a wardrobe, an armchair, a stereo system and a massage table.

“Get undressed, and lie on the table on your stomach,” I command in a quasi-stern voice, “You can hang your clothes in that wardrobe.”

I leave you to undress and I go to my room to change into appropriate clothing for massage.

When I come back into the room, you are lying on the table, your buttocks pointing towards the ceiling. I take out a thin sheet and cover you. I switch on some relaxing music and prepare my massage oil.

Once ready, I roll down the sheet that covers you and expose your back. I cup my hand and pour in the oil. When the oil has been warmed to body temperature, I apply it to your back. First comes the effleurage. As I rub the oil in your aching muscles are exposed as they shine bright red and your fair skin. I then begin to knead and roll those muscles, braking up the accumulated lactic acid which is causing your stiffness. I work from your shoulders to your buttocks attending to each sore spot.

I replace the sheet over your back and move to the head of the table. I massage your neck and the top of your shoulders. Then I massage your arms I pull up the sheet to cover you fully.

I now move to the foot of the table and roll up the sheet to reveal your lithe legs. Starting with the toes, I move up, massaging the sole of your foot, then the heel, the calf, the knee and finally the thigh. I go back to the foot of the table and perform the same ritual to your other leg.

Once completed, I replace the sheet and instruct you to roll over onto your back. Slowly and with my assistance, you turn onto your back. I replace the sheet over you except for your legs which I massage.

After pulling the sheet over your legs, I now expose your torso. Your youthful tits still straining to point upwards. I warm more oil in my hand and spread it over your stomach. Liver, spleen, intestine and bladder are softly massaged. Now there only remains your breasts to be done. As you lie there, I am so tempted to grab your tits in my hand and tease your nipples until they become erect so that I can suck them.

But, to do this, would nullify the whole massage. Therefore, I gently spread some oil over your upper torso and massage the muscles responsible for holding your tits in their correct position.

By the time I have completed the massage, you are in a somnolent state. I cover you with the sheet so that you do not feel cold and I retire to the armchair. I sit and I watch your breast moving as you inhale and exhale. I can imagine your whole body as you lie shielded by the thin cover over you.

You begin to stir. The lassitude that one experiences during a proper massage is receding. Soon you will wake refreshed and invigorated.

I stand up and move to the foot of the massage table. This table is different from other massage tables. It has been manufactured to my specifications. It has a small trapdoor at the foot of the table. I roll up the sheet in order to uncover your groin. I reach beneath the table and release the latches holding the trap in position. It folds down and opens a space between your legs. I kneel in that spot and my mouth is near your pussy. I lean forward and place my lips against your cunt-lips. My nose is buried in your golden bush. Your pubic hairs tickle my nose. I dart my tongue out and insert it between the closed lips of your cunt. I move it up and down until I find your clitoris.

With the tip of my tongue, I tease it, coax it out from behind its hood. Once it becomes erect, I engulf it in my mouth, rolling it around, using my tongue to arouse it further. I am soon rewarded for all my efforts, as I taste your sweet juices starting to flow into my mouth.

Slowly I bring up my right hand and insert the middle finger into your cunt. Slowly I push it in and your vagina relaxes to allow its entry.

I finger fuck you while sucking your clit and slopping up your juices. In that warm dimmed room, time seemed to stand still. I poked and sucked and licked for who knows how long, and at the end I was able to extract an orgasm from you. I felt your cunt muscles massage my finger faster. I sensed that your legs were twitching. I only had time to gasp in a deep breath, and your thighs imprisoned my face in your groin as your climax coused throughout your whole body.

An orgasm reached after a massage is always more intense, and I was buffeted as you bucked on the table. Then your legs relaxed, and I was able to draw in another breath..

I rose up and refastened the trap. I move towards the head of the table. You look at me with half-closed eyes. The look on your face is one of contentment.

You may be contented, but my cock is straining under my cotton shorts.

“Roll over,” I say, “And rest your chin on the edge of the table.”

You comply with my request. I stand in front of your face and drop my shorts. My cock springs out and wobbles in front of you. Automatically, you know what I want, and you open your lips. I cup your chin in one hand and guide my cock into that waiting “O” with my other hand.

Your tongue assails my cock as soon as it enters your mouth. As much as I would like for you to tease my cock, my urge is very strong. I grab your face with hands and begin to fuck your mouth. Faster and faster I pump until I feel my cock begin to twitch. “I’m going to cum,” I say and begin to withdraw from your mouth.. You reach out with a hand and stop my action. Grabbing my buttock you force me back, deep into your mouth, where I squirt my sperm which you proceed to swallow.

For a masseur, an orgasm after giving a massage is also intense.

I help you hop up off the table and take you to the bathroom where we can both shower. Any other time, I would have taken advantage of your proximity in the shower cubicle to explore your body with my hands. On this occasion, we showered quickly so that we could cuddle in each other arms in the bed.

After your tryst with Billy and my massage, you didn’t need more sex now, you need to rest up……for the next time Billy and I would make love to you.

 

[Latina]

Wow, what a wonderful night! I got to have hard, pounding sex with Billy, and then much gentler sex with lover #2, all in one night. I loved the insistent force as he came so explosively down my throat. But even better was backing off afterward, and licking up the aftermath still dribbling out of his cock, and letting a little of his love juice coat my bare breasts.

My mind races now, scheming how I can have BOTH men at once. One in my pussy while the other is down my throat. One in my ass while the other fucks my cleavage. I rememebre walking in on my slutty big sister Marsha Brady once, to find her taking on SEVEN guys at once: one in her mouth, one in her pussy, one wedged deeply up her ass, in cock in each hand, and each of her feet massaging a cock, too. I briefly wonder what that would feel like, then decide it would be too much work to juggle 7 cocks at once, and I return to the thought of a threesome with my two favorite men. But how do I get them both to agree?

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

I have been thinking all day about my two hot lovers. I now realize that I don't really WANT them both at once. One is young and passionate, and drives his thrusting, throbbing cock hard in and out of me. He is perfect when all I want and need is a FUCK!

The other is older, takes his time, and makes my pleasure his top priority. He is perfect when I want to unwind after a tough day in Hollywood, to slowly make love all night.

I was remembering, too, that night I caight big sister Marsha with 7 guys at once. Not one of them gave half a damn about HER pleasure, and to stay popular, she worked VERY hard to pleasure all 7 of them at once, to the point od her exhaustion.

No, I've decided, I don't want multiple partners at once. I want each of my two guys at different times, for different purposes. Which one do I want TONIGHT? That's easy, I am very horny, and all I want is my young Billy pounding and slamming and thrusting deeply into me, fucking me senseless, over and over and over again. So I am pleasantly surprised when I get home from a long day of movie-shooting schedule, to find the phone ringing, and I light up in a million-watt smile when I recognize Billy's charmingly sweet drawl on the other end.

I trust Billy enough that I have given him an extra key to my place. I invite him over, and her readily agrees. It is a short drive, so I don't have much time. I hurriedly shower, and clad only in my sluttiest high-heels and my beaming smile, I stretch out on the living room couch, so my naked blonde body will be the first thing he sees when he comes through the door.

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

Billy has wimped out on me yet AGAIN! He said he was on his way over, I waited and waited for him, naked on the couch, for well over an hour. DAMN him! I gave him a second chance, but now we're through for SURE! No more chances for HIM! I call lover #2, my older, more mature man. He might not drive into me as fast and furiously and frantically as Billy does, nmopr with such youthful enthusiasm, but he has years of experience, he KNOWS how to not only FUCK me, but also how to make LOVE.

I return to my couch, naked. He rushes over in record time. I hurriedly unzip him, and I suck hard. Mmmm, SSSSOOO relaxing now, to have a mouth all full of cock. The best prescription in the world for a difficult day with a difficult movie director. I suck and suck my way into a relaxed state, into a true paradise. Older men are simply the BEST! You can keep unreliable young studs. Simply no contest!

Jan Brady

 

[Cire]

You called and asked me to come to your place. When I got there you were lying on a settee, almost totally naked.

I approached you and you reached for my belt and unbuttoned my trousers, which you slipped down to my ankles. Next you liberated my cock from its confines of my underwear, by also pulling them down to my ankles. You grabbed my cock and pulled me toward your waiting mouth.

Your lips closed around the purplish knob and your tongue immediately assailed my engulfed member. Next came the sucking, and then, you devoured my member until your chin touched my balls.

I was teetering. My trousers and underwear were like leg-irons, causing me to hobble along as you pulled me by my cock. I reached out to steady myself against the settee and after slipping off my shoes, shook my leg violently, trying to remove my fetters. You smiled at my acrobatics, but never ceased your assault on my cock.

Once I managed to liberate one leg, the other was quickly and more easily discarded. I then removed my shirt and stood naked besides your perch.

I swiveled around until I stood at your head, facing your feet. I gingerly knelt on the sofa and lowered myself until I was able to put my mouth on your cunt.

I slipped my tongue between the closed cunt-lips in front of me and tasted your copious juices already there. The scent of your arousal and the sweet taste of your nectar were irresistible, and I plunged into your crotch and buried my face in your cunt. My tongue lapped up the juices and searched out your clitoris.

You accelerated the movements of your mouth and I began to feel my cock twitch as my climax approached. I drove my cock down as far as I could, deep into your throat and proceeded to discharge my sperm into your mouth I could feel the movement of your throat as you quickly swallowed my emission.

My orgasm over, I lowered my face back into your crotch and continued my sucking. I slid one finger up to your cunt and inserted it into your vagina while I continued to lick and suck.

You continued to hold my slowly shrinking cock in your mouth, and your tongue and mouth exhorted it to grow once more. You kept at it, until your own climax arrived and your cum joined the cocktail of juices in my mouth.

I continued to lap up the secretions from your cunt as you brought my cock to another erection.

Deciding to get more comfortable, we got off the couch and settled in the middle of the thick rug in the lounge room.

Lying on our side, facing each other’s groin, we buried our faces in each other’s groin and resume our sucking and licking. You were easier to make climax, and over a short period of time, I was able to make you orgasm three times. Each time, you kept my cock in your mouth as the spasms reverberated through your body.

My face was slick and sticky from all your juices. I felt that my second ejaculation was near. I rolled onto my back, forcing my cock to slide out of your mouth with a ‘pop’, I quickly moved to you legs. I grabbed your waist and urged you to get up on your knees. I knelt behind you and spread your legs so that I could insinuate my cock into your very wet cunt. It slid in easily. I grabbed onto your waist and started to piston my cock into your cunt. My belly smacked into your buttocks, my balls felt as if they were swinging wildly.

My orgasm peaked. I drove myself in as deep as possible into your cunt and squirted my sperm deep into your cunt.

We both lowered ourselves onto the floor and promptly fell asleep – utterly exhausted.

 

[Latina]

You look so irresistably cute, sitting-up asleep on my couch, your hand loosely clutching your still-hard cock. I wait impatiently for you to awaken, so I can suck that long, thick, lovely cock some more. Or maybe I should awaken you WITH a blow-job now?

I only hope you will hang around for our great sexual relationship to develop into something MUCH more, much deeper. I have been in big-sister Marsha's shadow for far too long. If I can have a great relationship AND great sex with one wonderul, amazing guy, while she continues to slut around in a desperate search for a love she'll never find, I will have finally trumped my sister. But it is not really about competition this time, it is about you and me becoming US. About two loving souls becoming one.

I watch you softly snore, your bare masculine chest slowly rising and falling with each inhalation, your beautiful cock still hard from all that loving attention of my tongue and lips. I love that I have that kind of sexual power over you, even in your sleep. Do I dare awaken with you a long, slow, deep hard suck now? Or should I just let you have that rest you definitely earned, as you ate me through uncounted thrashing, moaning, screaming orgasms, one after another after another?

Jan Brady

 

[Latina]

As I wait for you to awaken, I tart myself up for you in tight leather miniskirt and matching black boots. I sit at the end of the couch where you lie sleeping. and I try in vain to focus on writing for Literotica. I try not to look at your big, hard cock lying in your open hand. Absent-mindedly, I lick at a pencil, fighting the temptation to lick at something far more attractive, just beneath me on the couch.

WAKE UP! I want--no, I NEED-- to suck that big, hard, beautiful cock again.

WAKE UP, DAMNIT!

Jan Brady