MARCIA BRADY LIKES GIRLS, Part 2
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. Characters from the Brady Bunch have been used without permission. If you are offended by stories of teenage girls having sex with older lesbian women, please stop reading now.
(Lesbian Celebrity)
Puberty had hit Jan Brady quickly. Only 12, and in the 7th grade at Fillmore Jr. High, Jan already possessed bigger boobs than her 13-year-old, 8th grade sister, Marcia.
An insecure middle child who craved love and attention, Jan always felt that she lived in the shadow of her five siblings, especially Marcia.
Jan was the kind of neurotic girl who tried too hard, and thus had few friends. To the consternation of her parents, she would often invent problems that didn't really exist, causing unnecessary drama within the family.
At last, Jan's rapidly blossoming body had finally given her something to be proud of. She brazenly walked naked in the girl's locker room, shamelessly exhibiting her budding breasts, widening hips, and blonde pubic hair to her jealous, flat-chested 7th grade classmates.
Among those who had noticed Jan's maturing body was P.E. teacher, Miss Markesson. A successful former college basketball player, now age 34, Amy Markesson was bored with the routine of girl's junior high school P.E. Her only daily pleasure was in watching her 7th and 8th grade pupils emerge naked from the showers as she handed out towels. The lesbian P.E. teacher had a "thing" for younger girls, but had thus far been able to resist their pubescent temptations.
Jan had definitely caught Miss Markesson's eye as she paraded nude each day in and out of the school showers, her long, blonde hair extending to nearly her ripe butt cheeks.
Good fortune had recently shone on Miss Markesson. She had recently been hired as the Women's Basketball coach at a large, L.A. junior college. The new president of the junior college was a woman, and she pledged her commitment to women's sports, including providing adequate funding.
Finally, Amy would be working with real athletes again. Giving her two-week notice at Fillmore Jr. High, she couldn't wait to get started in building a junior college winner, maybe even a state champion.
As her final Friday arrived, Miss Markesson was carrying boxes from her cleaned-out desk to her car in the school parking lot. She was met by Jan, who offered to give the P.E. teacher a hand, which Miss Markesson gratefully accepted.
Carrying the last of the boxes to Miss Markesson's garishly purple, 1970 Datsun hatchback, Jan said, "I'll miss you, Miss Markesson." Rumors of the short-haired P.E. teacher being a lesbian had dogged her throughout her time at Fillmore Jr. High. Her departure was greeted by few tears from the conservative faculty.
"That's the nicest thing that anyone has said to me today, Jan." Miss Markesson wanted to kiss the comely 7th grade girl on the lips, but instead awkwardly patted Jan's shoulder.
That hatch and backseat were filled as Jan looked at the empty front seat on the passenger side. "Would you like some help getting these boxes inside your house?" Jan asked in her sweetest voice.
Miss Markesson hesitated, a student had never been in the apartment that she shared with her 25-year-old lesbian lover, Pamela Brown. Knowing that it was her last day at the junior high, the teacher thought, "Why not?" She knew that she could use the help with some of the heavier boxes.
"Jan, that would be wonderful," said Miss Markesson. "And afterward, I'll drive you home." Jan placed her books on the floorboard of the car as she sat down.
Jan was wearing a shapeless, yellow, collared dress with white knee socks. The dress was short, but not too short for a girl in junior high. Miss Markesson admired Jan's smooth, tan thighs as she drove away.
Searching for conversation, the teacher asked if Jan had a boyfriend. "Yes," Jan confidently answered. "His name is George Glass. He doesn't live around here."
As the P.E. teacher drove to her nearby apartment, she found herself telling Jan that her roommate, Pam was off playing in the famous tennis tournament at Ojai. She wondered why she had just shared that information with the attractive, blonde 7th grader.
Moving the boxes was considerably easier with two people. Miss Markesson invited Jan into the kitchen for a refreshing, Tab soda. Jan surveyed the small apartment. "If Miss Markesson has a roommate," Jan wondered, "Why is there only one bedroom and one bed? Could the rumors be true?" Jan asked herself.
Sipping on her soda, the insecure 7th grader asked Miss Markesson, "Do you think I'm pretty, like Marcia?" The teacher recognized the uncertainty and self-doubt from her own teenage years when she was still wrestling with her sexuality.
"Of course, I do, Jan. I think you're very pretty." Miss Markesson surprised herself by putting her hand gently on Jan's peaches and cream face. She had never done that with a student before today. She had always been fearful of the tiniest sign of public affection with a young girl.
Jan beamed as she looked deeply into Miss Markesson's dark eyes. Jan's eyes looked like two blue swimming pools to the smitten lesbian teacher.
Jan had heard all of the rumors about Miss Markesson. Although she would never have considered herself a lesbian, Jan was positively craving the loving attention of another human being. At that moment, it didn't matter if it was a boy, a girl... or her 34-year-old female P.E. teacher.
"Miss Markesson, can I ask you a question?" Said Jan. "Of course," came the reply. Jan stuttered her difficult question: "Um, well, are the rumors true?" Miss Markesson paused. She knew the rumors of her lesbianism were out there, but she had never before received a direct question from a student.
"Well, Jan, since I'm no longer employed at Fillmore, I suppose that I can finally talk. My roommate is my girlfriend. I truly believe that any kind of love is O.K. It's 1972, after all."
Before Miss Markesson could inquire why Jan had asked, the 7th grader boldly planted a kiss on her former P.E. teacher's lips. Emboldened by her all-consuming need for affection, Jan's hand began to vigorously caress one of Miss Markesson's breasts. The older woman was dressed in a grey Fillmore Jr. High t-shirt and athletic shorts. Jan could feel Miss Markesson's stiff bra beneath the t-shirt.
The older teacher should have stopped Jan. Instead, she presented the curious 12-year-old with her first open-mouthed kiss. "Oh, wow!" Jan muttered at the sensation of tongue-wrestling with the short-haired teacher.
Miss Markesson sensuously licked Jan's silvery braces with her experienced tongue. Lifting the 7th grader from her chair, Miss Markesson excitedly fumbled with the zipper to Jan's colorful dress. Regaining her composure, she eased Jan's dress to the floor. The young girl was now only dressed in an A-cup bra, white cotton panties, and white knee socks.
With one quick flick of Miss Markesson's seasoned fingers, Jan's bra was off, as she continued to stand in the kitchen. Jan reflexively protected her budding breasts with both hands while looking breathlessly at her former P.E. teacher.
Planting another French kiss on the pretty, blonde, preteen, the older woman lowered Jan's hands. Jan's tan-lined pert breasts looked just as mouth-watering as they had appeared so many times before in the locker room. Miss Markesson's hands eagerly descended upon Jan's still-growing boobs. The older woman was passionately squeezing, twisting, pulling, and pinching Jan's adolescent tits and brownish nipples before her impatient mouth swooped onto the swelling mounds on Jan's developing chest.
Throwing her t-shirt off and removing her bra, Miss Markesson was now topless. Putting her breasts into Jan's face, the 12-year-old instinctively began to lick and suckle the 34-year-old's breasts, while the P.E. teacher continued to fondle Jan's tempting budding booblets.
Miss Markesson's hands began to explore Jan's nubile body. Jan's flat stomach undulated from Miss Markesson's seductive touch. The P.E. teacher's fingers found their way inside Jan's white cotton panties. The older woman could feel the silky, blonde pubic hair that she had fantasized about. Rubbing Jan's virgin pussy, Amy Markesson was careful not to penetrate Jan's vagina with her fingers. The P.E. teacher had no way of knowing if Jan's hymen was still intact, and didn't want to take that away from her.
Jan's panties were soon on the ground, and her blossoming, naked body was now revealed in full. Miss Markesson's busy hands greedily surveyed nearly every inch of Jan's slim, golden-tanned, 12-year-old body.
Hoisting the naked 7th grader onto the kitchen counter, Miss Markesson began to gently kiss Jan's knee socks as she tenderly licked her way up Jan's slender thighs as the 7th grader quietly moaned.
Stopping at Jan's blonde-maned pussy, Miss Markesson stopped to lasciviously gaze at the virgin, golden prize before her.
Jan quivered with the P.E. teacher's initial lick, and each subsequent one, as she leaned on her elbows on the cool kitchen tile. As Jan looked down, she could see Miss Markesson's head bobbing furiously between her slender legs.
Jan's long, blonde hair cascaded onto the tiled kitchen counter as Miss Markesson continued to spear Jan's pussy with her well-trained tongue. Jan's legs kicked involuntarily as she experienced her first orgasm. "God, that was bitchen!" Jan exclaimed.
Lifting the 12-year-old off the kitchen counter, Miss Markesson bent the cooperative preteen over the kitchen table. Removing her athletic shorts, the former P.E. teacher wildly humped Jan's firm, diminutive butt cheeks as she clutched the 7th graders small chest for balance. Jan could not see the wild look in Miss Markesson's eyes as the 34-year-old continued to vigorously slam her crotch into the backside of the 90 lb. girl.
Now content after grinding into Jan, Miss Markesson retired to her knees, rubbing her hand feverishly between Jan's legs and butt cheeks before completing Jan's deflowering with her experienced tongue.
Turning Jan around, Miss Markesson gave Jan a final open-mouthed kiss and a firm squeeze of her A-cup breasts before suggesting that they both get dressed so that Jan could be driven home.
Entering the purple Datsun, the former junior high P.E. teacher reminded Jan that she must not tell anyone, not even Marcia. Jan, like the child she was, crossed her fingers over her heart and raised her hand in pledge.
Miss Markesson added, "If anyone asks, tell them the truth. You were helping me with some boxes, and we drank a soda. Nothing else." Jan sadly, but correctly added, "No one will care where I was."
Marcia Brady had not stopped liking boys. She still planned to someday marry a doctor, dentist, or TV star. However, she had unexpectedly been treated to her first entrée to lesbian sex, courtesy of her beautiful, 13-year-old junior high school cheer teammate, Margie Simpkins.
With her sexual hormones raging since the onset of puberty, having her pussy eaten by a pretty girl seemed a practical solution for her teenage sexual cravings. By secretly fucking girls, Marcia soberly reasoned that she could still "get off," without any fear of getting pregnant, or developing a reputation as a slut.
Marcia thought that If everyone kept quiet, like Margie had, Marcia could freely have lesbian sex well into college.
"Can I sleep over at Margie's on Saturday night?" Marcia asked her mother who was busy doing needlepoint on the family couch. "Not looking up from her work, Carol Brady blithely said, "As long as it's O.K. with Margie's mother." "It is," Marcia lied, knowing that Marge's mother would be attending an out of town nursing seminar that weekend.
Neither Brady parent had any reason to doubt Marcia's truthfulness. A good student, trustworthy and polite, Marcia was almost an ideal child. Pretty and affable, things usually went Marcia's way thus far in her 8th grade life.
Marcia asked her stepfather, Mike, to drive her to Margie's house, knowing that he wouldn't bother to get out of the car to meet Margie's mother. Marcia was 13, after all. Mike knew that she could be trusted. With a small overnight case and a sleeping bag in her arms, Marcia kissed her stepfather on the cheek as she said goodbye. There was an extra bounce in her step as she imagined having her pussy eaten all night without worrying about the clock, or getting caught.
Knocking on the door, Marcia was surprised to be greeted by Margie's beautiful, blonde, 17-year-old stepsister, Judy Marx. Marcia had naturally assumed that she and Margie would be alone that evening.
"Nice to see you again, Marcia," said Judy. Marcia was flattered that the tall, blonde teen model had remembered her name. Marcia could feel her face blushing as she walked through the door.
The three teenage girls made popcorn and watched television. "All in the Family," and "The Mary Tyler Show" were particular favorites. Judy remarked at how pretty Mary Tyler Moore was, and wondered if she was married? Mary Tyler Moore was beautiful, and Marcia could imagine her adult self, spooning naked in bed with the popular actress.
At around 11:00 p.m., Margie announced that she was getting sleepy, and suggested that Marcia join her upstairs.
Like every night, Marcia brushed her golden hair and teeth, then changed into her pajamas. With Judy in the house, Marcia assumed that there would be no hanky panky with her 13-year-old friend. Marcia was surprised when Margie met her in her bedroom with a long, open-mouthed kiss. Eventually catching her breath, a concerned Marcia quietly asked, "What if Judy hears us?" "Don't worry about Judy," Margie said, as she began to unbutton Marcia's pajama top.
Marcia remembered that Margie had implied that Judy was also into girls.
Margie's busy hands enveloped Marcia's small, budding boobs. Less than an A-cup, Marcia's breasts were nonetheless perky and pointy. Margie greedily squeezed and kneaded the modest, tan-lined mounds of flesh.
Marcia was grinning from ear-to-ear as Margie energetically fondled her. Marcia knew that she would have her chance soon.
The two junior high school girls soon fell onto the small, single bed. Margie speedily began to remove Marcia's pajamas and her own at the same time. In moments, the two 13-year-olds were naked, and greedily kissing and fondling the other's tan-lined, slender body.
After 20 or more minutes of lustily making out, Marcia positioned herself on top of her taller, 8th grade friend. With Margie's slender legs spread, Marcia began to slowly and sexily grind their crotches together from the missionary position.
Margie's hands roamed freely across Marcia's back and small butt-cheeks as the two young teens developed an increasingly rapid pace as their young bodies attempted to fuse together.
Flipping Marcia onto her back, Margie impatiently descended upon Marcia's blonde-haired pussy. Marcia leaned her head back and closed her eyes as Margie ferociously fed on Marcia's 8th grade pussy.
Absorbed in passion, Marcia didn't see or hear Judy quietly enter Margie's bedroom. The blonde, 17-year-old teen model was nude, and had her designs on pretty, 13-year-old Marcia.
Marcia hurtled upwards and wide-eyed as she felt a second pair of lips attached to one of her small breasts. Before Marcia could make a noise, her mouth was muzzled by one of Judy's kisses. Marcia could feel Judy's long, blonde hair cascading onto her face.
Finally, Marcia was able to utter, "What the...?" The 17-year-old was grinning down on the prone 13-year-old, as Margie continued to furiously lick Marcia's pussy.
Judy's hand greedily rubbed Marcia's small breasts, pulling and pinching her brownish nipples. Marcia was unable to speak as the two stepsisters combined to seduce the beautiful, 13-year-old Brady girl.
Finally murmuring to Marcia, "I've wanted you since I first saw you," Judy traded places with Margie between Marcia's open legs. Judy caressed Marcia's soft, slender legs as she slurped greedily on Marcia's youthful pussy, her fingers happily probing and exploring the 8th grade cheerleader's vagina.
Crawling across the bed, Margie straddled Marcia's face with her pussy. Until that moment, Marcia had only been on the receiving side of cunnilingus, and enjoyed being serviced. Now, she would have to return the favor.
Giving Margie's pussy a tentative, hesitant lick, Marcia was not repelled by the taste, as she feared. She didn't know what the taste of pussy reminded her of, but it wasn't unpleasant. A second lick was encouraging, and soon Marcia was a bona fie pussy-eating lesbian... or at least bisexual.
The rapidity and confidence of Marcia's tongue increased as she pleasured her 13-year-old friend. Marcia's free hands inquisitively explored Margie's long, slender body. Marcia fervently squeezed Margie's B-cup breasts as she more and more assuredly licked her first vagina.
Meanwhile, Judy was skillfully attending to Marcia's young pussy. Both 8th graders orgasmed nearly simultaneously. Afterwards, falling into each other's arms, the two 13-year-olds began tenderly kissing as they caressed the other's naked body.
Judy crawled on top of the naked pair, causing Marcia to giggle as the beautiful 17-year-old pressed her nude body on top of the amorous teens in the small bed.
What happened next, stunned Marcia to her core. Leaning her head into her young stepsister, Judy and Margie began to sensuously kiss. Judy's hands began to caress Margie's soft skin.
Marcia rose up from the bed open-mouthed as she looked at the impassioned stepsisters. Too shocked to speak, Judy looked at Marcia, saying: "We're not sisters by blood." Judy then inserted two fingers into Margie's pussy before Margie added, "Judy taught me everything I know."
Margie began to squeeze one of Judy's adult-sized breasts before offering it to Marcia. Marcia was still a little freaked out by the horny stepsisters, but not freaked out enough to leave. Marcia was incredibly attracted to both girls, and Marcia was not going to waste this sexual opportunity with the two free-love lesbian teens.
Adjusting her position on the bed, Marcia seized one of Judy's breasts and began to lick and suckle Judy's seductive, pink nipples. Marcia could feel four sets of hands exploring her naked body. Getting bolder, Marcia began to nibble and pull on Judy' nipples with her teeth.
Having eaten her first pussy, Marcia was eager for more. Kissing her way down Judy's naked body, Marcia's eager tongue penetrated the 17-year-old. Finding Judy's clit, and the reaction that she was receiving, Marcia gave it all her attention until Judy came dramatically, her lower body spasming with pleasure.
The teens made love until the wee hours of the morning. Marcia was taught more and more about the art of lesbian love as the evening went on. Marcia could only imagine what her parents and siblings would think and say if they walked into that bedroom that night.
The three girls managed to spoon tightly on the small single bed as they began to drift off to sleep. Marcia began to think about other pretty girls that she knew, wondering if they might be interested in having a little fun?
The End of Part 2
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