Message-ID: <22632asstr$949723802@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
X-Original-Path: not-for-mail
From: DEBLCO@webtv.net (Donny (Emilio) Balasco)
Lines: 146
X-Original-Message-ID: <29732-389B6BC6-11@storefull-111.iap.bryant.webtv.net>
References: <22570asstr$949331402@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
Mime-Version: 1.0 (WebTV)
Content-Type: Text/Plain; Charset=US-ASCII
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7Bit
X-WebTV-Signature: 1
	ETAsAhQq1PPsrGAlGKRv4sLDRmYEwrzdLQIUN0FNEtzppPW+ZB1+jTb4RjVHSwA= 
Content-Disposition: Inline
Subject: {ASSM} Re:STORY:::::>The Brady B/D Bunch (#6)
Date: Fri,  4 Feb 2000 23:10:02 -0500
Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/22632>
X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Moderator-ID: apuleius, newsman

               Chapter#6
        Jan Can But Will Peter Eat Her

As she snuggled closer to Peter in his bed (which was a nice change of
pace for them as Bobby and Cindy were off to some over night visit with
Mom to Gandma's)after they had fucked each others brains out she thought
back to when she and Peter first got together (My God she realized with
a start was over two years ago).

It was she recalled right after Marcia had screwed up her chance to get
Dave Bradford (the high school Junior track star who she had been after
for months) who she had thought had been interested in her but as soon
as he had met Marcia BAM he was gone (just like all the others had
been).

Sure she should have known better after the others had used her in the
past just to get close to Marcia but that one really hurt her because he
had seemed so interested in her yet (it turned out) he was just using
her like the others had used her in order to get a shot at Marcia(who
she knew already had too many boys as it was).

She remembered she had gone off to find a place to cry her eyes out and
had ended up by chance in the attic portion that was now Gregs room.

As she sat there hidden (behind a couple of trunks) sobbing softly to
herself she heard a creak on the stairs and as she didn't want to talk
to either Mom or Alice(who often as not tried to make her feel better
when something made her sad)she stopped crying and became as quiet as
she could and hoped who ever it was that they would just go away.

When not only didn't the sound of footsteps go away but was instead
replaced by the sounds of a person rummaging around did she risk a peak
over the trunks top she was hiding behind only to see Peter moving some
boxes around in order to remove a pile of magazines which were hidden
behind.

Then as she watched from her concealed hiding place he then went over
with the dozen or so magazines to a couple of old rolled up rugs(which
were squashed flat and set one atop the others) and sat down on them and
started reading thru the magazines which from her vantage point she
couldn't make out.

After about four or five minutes she watched as he then reached down to
his fly and unzipped it .

She then looked on fascinated as he pulled out his stiffening cock and
as he looked at the magazines started to rub it up and down.

My God(she thought to herself) he's jerking off.

She had heard talk she remembered from the other girls about how they
had caught their brothers jerking off(which made them all giggle at the
time) but she never thought it would happen to her one day.

Wanting to get a better look because (thanks in no small part to
Marcia)she had never seen a boys cock up close before,she kinda leaned
over the trunk and saw that he was no longer looking at the magazine but
instead had his eyes shut tight as his hand moved faster and faster.

Thats when her foot must have brushed something because something behind
her fell off an old chair and onto the floor of the attic at which point
Peters eyes snapped open which (as her bad luck was still running true
to form)just happened to be facing in her direction.

After he stared at her and she stared at him for a few seconds the first
words he spoke to her(as he laid the magazine in his hands over his
crotch to try to hide his stiffy) were "What the heck are you doing
here".

Seeing no need to hide anymore she came out from behind the trunks and
walked over towards him and stopped when she got to within a few feet of
him at which point she saw that the magazines he had were all Playboys.

I was looking at you playing with yourself (she old him bluntly) at
which point his face started to blush furiously as he looked down and
away from her.

She wondered why he had all of a sudden looked away at her only to
discover that where he as sitting and where she was standing gave him a
prefect view to look right up her miniskirt which then made her start to
blush as well.

Never knowing what made her do it she asked him then if he wanted to
look at her as he jerked off instead of looking at girls in old
magazines.

Looking up at her with a somewhat shocked surprise on his face he asked
her if this was for real or was she playing a joke on him at which point
I told him it was for real.

As he slowly pulled the magazine away from his cock I could see that not
only did it look as hard as it did before I interrupted him it also
looked like it had turned an angry shade of purple red as well.

Thinking that there was something wrong with him I then asked him if his
cock hurt him.

At which point he said no it always looked like that.

As I stood there as he rubbed himself(as he looked up my skirt) I looked
down at the magazine which had fallen open to reveal a naked woman who
was playing with her cunny .

This inspired me to reach under my skirt and to then pull down my plain
white cotton panties(which I then let drop to around my ankles)at which
point he was rubbing himself so hard I thought he was going to burst
into flames.

Then just as I raised my foot to let the panty fall off my leg I heard
him groan a little as a milky white goo came squirting out the tip of
his cock which he then caught with a hanky he had taken from out of his
pocket.

After that for the next three months we played the same game where he
would jerk himself off as I undressed myself in front of him until that
is one day he asked me if I would like to touch it.

That then led to me rubbing him which then led to us kissing and then
onto heavy petting.

Then all of a sudden one day he asks me if I would like to suck his cock
which from the look on my face must have told him I wasn't to thrilled
because he then said he would lick my cunny at the same time as well.

To tell the truth I didn't like the feel of his pole in my mouth all to
well and if he hadn't been licking me as well I would have stopped after
the first time but so long as he did me at the same time I was willing
enough(I even swallowed his juice from time to time as well which didnt
tase so bad).

I suppose after that it was only a matter of time before we fucked but
we held off for the simple reason that we didn't want to take the chance
of getting me pregnant and having to tell mom and dad as well.

But that changed one day when our school was visited by a nurse who
talked about teen pregnancy and how we should avoid sex but that if we
couldn't wait we could stop by the Nurses office and they would give us
rubbers and pills and creams no questions asked.

After that our first time (in a sleeping bag in an old garage in the
woods) wasn't to great (when I bled it scared the dickens out of me)but
as time went by and we learned more it got better and better until one
day we both realized were in love with each other.

(end of part #1)...

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> |
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html>  Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository |
|<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations.         |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+