BRADY BUNCH IN HAWAII
This is a work of bisexual celebrity fiction. Characters and descriptions from the Brady Bunch TV-series are used without permission. For reference, this story originated from the 1972 three-part episode featuring the Brady family in Honolulu. All sexual scenarios existed only in the imagination of the author.
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Mike Brady had surprised and delighted his entire family when he announced that they would all be accompanying him to Hawaii. Inexplicably, their housekeeper, Alice Nelson, was included in the travel party.
The blended family of Mike, and the former Carol Nelson, contained six mainly teenage children, all close in age: There was nearly turned-17-year-old Greg, Marcia (15), Peter (14), Jan (13), and youngest siblings, Bobby and Cindy, both age 11.
Mike's company needed his architectural skills for a construction project in Honolulu. He would only need to be in Hawaii for a week or so, and he correctly assumed that his large family would enjoy spending part of their summer vacation in Oahu.
After landing at the Honolulu International Airport, the entire nine-member Brady contingent spent the afternoon exploring the hotel grounds and visiting some of the local shops. Mike and Carol had arranged for the entire family to attend the evening luau at the Sheraton Waikiki Hotel.
At the torch-lit luau, pretty, blonde, 15-year-old Marcia had caught the eye of an attractive, black-haired Hawaiian hula dancer. Marcia, and her younger sister, Jan, had a deep, dark secret that only the other knew: Both liked girls!
Although Marcia had claimed to have kissed another teenage girl on the lips, her 8th grade sister, Jan, didn't really believe her older sisters' boastful story. However, both teenagers were eager to meet some local girls, particularly as there would be no tattletale witnesses, as they were 3,000 from home.
Stealing away from the others at the luau, Marcia positioned herself seductively beneath a palm tree. The blonde, blue-eyed 15-year-old was soon approached by the gorgeous hula girl, who couldn't have been more than 18 or 19-years-old herself. "Hi," the older island girl began, "My name is Noelani. You're very pretty." "Thanks," said the teenage blonde beauty. Noelani's soft hand briefly made contact with Marcia's arm. Marcia felt unmistakable sparks from Noelani's touch.
"My name is Marcia... Marcia Brady," The teenager nervously mumbled, before adding, "I'm from California." Marcia was trying to be flirty, now seductively leaning against the palm tree. Marcia was already golden-tan from spending part of her summer at the beach and at a friend's pool. The island trade winds were gently blowing Marcia's blonde hair, and her blue eyes seemed to sparkle under the full moon as she gazed longingly into Noelani's dark eyes, while occasionally peeking down at the island girls, firm, brown breasts.
It was quickly clear that there was an unspoken chemistry between the two attractive girls, and tentative arrangements were soon made to meet at Waikiki beach the following day. Marcia briefly allowed herself to imagine the pretty Hawaiian girl dressed only in a sexy bikini.
Suddenly, Marcia's mother intruded over her shoulder. "Hey, aren't you the hula dancer?" Noelani smiled, and acknowledged that she was. Looking at Marcia. Mrs. Brady continued, "Honey, don't you think it would be exciting if we all had hula lessons tomorrow?"
Hula lessons were the last thing on Marcia's mind. She was more interested in hooking up with the dark-skinned Hawaiian girl. However, Marcia gritted her teeth and said, "Yeah. That would be neat."
Marcia and Noelani looked at each other wordlessly. Their "date" at the beach had just been preempted by Carol Brady.
Mike chose to join his youngest son, Greg, the next morning when the Waikiki waves were cranking. Greg was a good surfer in California's smaller waves. Disappointed that he couldn't bring his own board on the trip, Mike generously promised to finance Greg's weeklong rental of a surfboard while in Hawaii.
Ostensibly checking out the eight-foot waves, father and son were actually checking out the tan, muscular beach boys in their swim trunks. Neither knew about the other's secret sexual preference.
Mike Brady had lived a secret gay life since remarrying four years earlier. Even Carol could sense that Mike's thoughts were elsewhere on the very rare occasions when they made love. With six energetic children, and their constant interruptions, Carol wrote off Mike's disinterest as his simply being tired from his long hours at work.
Carol knew that housing and feeding of family of 9, including a housekeeper, was certainly no financial picnic for hard-working Mike. Even with their disappointingly infrequent sexual couplings, Carol was at least grateful that it was unlikely that she would be bringing a seventh Brady child into the world anytime soon.
Often working late, or called out of town on business, it was easy for the Brady patriarch to conceal his concealed homosexual activities. Before arriving in Hawaii, Mike had been given a phone number for a male escort service in Honolulu.
For a man in his 40's, Mike was in remarkable physical shape, and wore a small, tight bathing suit to the beach. He was proud of his body, but knew that he couldn't chat up any pretty men or boys on the Waikiki beach, with eight nosy family members constantly underfoot.
Making the excuse to his co-workers, "I'm going to show the family around this afternoon," Mike left the worksite early that afternoon, and checked into small motel that was far removed from the hustle and bustle of the Waikiki resort area.
Removing his extra-wide necktie, Mike dialed the number that he had been given. Mike was surprised when he was asked if he preferred a particular physical type of escort? "They must have an assortment," Mike thought to himself. Mike definitely preferred young, muscled men, like those he had seen that morning on the beach
Told that "Rory" would be there in an hour, Mike took off his beige leisure suit coat, and patiently waited.
Exactly 67 minutes later, there was a loud knock on the shabby motel room door. The door slowly opened, and Rory stepped inside. Curiously, the man who had called for his sexual services was peering from behind the door.
"There you are," Rory said as Mike appeared from behind the motel room door. Bare-chested, 6'3"-tall, Mike Brady was curiously dressed in thigh-high white stockings and a pair of lacy white bikini panties. A white nurses cap was atop his curly, permed head. 6' tall himself, Rory backed warily towards the door after seeing the tall, femininely-dressed "John."
Rory was a 20-year-old Australian. Blonde, tan, and muscled, Rory sold his youthful body to tourists in order to be able to afford to stay in Hawaii and continue to ride the big waves.
While Rory preferred having sex with women, money was the only object to the young surfer. If he had to occasionally fuck a "freak," like the tall guy in front of him, "so be it," Rory reasoned.
"Thanks, mate," Rory said as counted out the cash. Whenever he had a "date" with a man, Rory hoped that it would be over with quickly. The Australian appreciated that his "trick" was in good shape for his age. He didn't much like getting anally-buggered by the fat old men who often came to Hawaii.
Rory removed his floral Hawaiian shirt. The 20-year-old's pecs were tan and well-muscled... just what Mike liked. Wearing swim trunks as shorts, Rory approached the dark-haired father of six. In order to speed things up, Rory avidly began rubbing and squeezing Mike's bikini-pantied crotch.
Although Mike's cock swiftly began to swell, Rory knew with certainty that that the cross-dressing tourist was modestly endowed. "Just as well," thought the Australian, who didn't know if Mike was a "top" or a "bottom."
After rubbing Rory's smooth, bulging pecs. Mike's eager hand descended beneath Rory's swim trunks, and he leaned in to kiss the blonde 20-year-old. "I don't do that, mate," the escort warned him. Kissing was too personal. Mike thought that odd, as he was at the moment impatiently fondling Rory's cock and balls.
Again, wanting to speed things up, Rory lowered his swim trunks to the motel room floor. Rory's thick 8" cock was impressive, if flaccid. In response, Mike removed his white bikini panties, and took off his nurse's cap.
Mike's penis was rock-hard, but little more than 4". Rory wondered if the tall man had an unsatisfied wife somewhere?
Knowing that he had already been paid in cash, Rory dutifully went to his knees and placed Mike's engorged cock into his experienced mouth. Since Rory didn't particularly enjoy giving men oral sex, he had developed a skill that would practically ensure a quick orgasm.
While "deepthroating" the older man, Rory energetically massaged Mike's sensitive balls. As anticipated, Mike ejaculated quickly. Rory dutifully swallowed the warm cum, and stroked Mike's penis in order to satisfyingly drain the last drop. Mike's legs buckled as the handsome, blonde Australian furiously jacked him off.
Still dressed in thigh-high stockings, but with his panties now removed, Mike bent himself over the motel's wooden desk chair. Eagerly looking back at the muscular Australian who was warming up his cock with his fist, Mike said, "Go ahead." Adding, "I like it a little rough."
With an unanticipated fury, Rory began to fiercely sodomize the tall father of six. Mike happily yielded to the pleasure of the surfer's deep, measured thrusts, as Rory's hanging ball sack slapped audibly against Mike's white-skinned backside. With his hands firmly secured on Mike's hips, the 20-year-old Australian forced his thick, 8" cock deeper and deeper into Mike Brady.
Rory's muscled, athletic butt cheeks flexed with each of his powerful stabs in-and-out of Mike's rectum. Reaching around the older man, Rory alternately slapped and jerked Mike's dangling penis. "You like it rough, eh?" Rory asked as he feverishly anal-fucked the older man, who was groaning loudly with equal parts of pain and pleasure.
It was over more quickly than Mike would have liked. With the words, "Gotta go, mate," Rory then put his swim trunks back on. Rory's floral shirt was unbuttoned as he exited the dingy motel room. Cum was dripping out of Mike's anus as he laid nude and physically spent on the bed. Mike could hear the sound of a motorcycle roaring off.
Jan, Marcia, Cindy, Mrs. Brady, and Alice waited patiently for Noelani in the grassy area near the hotel pool. The older girls felt somewhat ridiculous in their grass skirts and bikini tops, particularly with gawking, curious tourists walking by.
Even though it was `uncool," Marcia and Jan bit their tongues. An hour of their young lives wouldn't kill either of them, and they wanted to keep their mother happy enough for them to get away.
Marcia's heart began to beat swiftly when Noelani arrived. The Hawaiian girl looked absolutely gorgeous in the bright light of morning. Her dark skin was blemish-free and flawless, and her white teeth shone attractively as she greeted the Brady family. Noelani's breasts were unusually large and round for a young girl with a slender body.
Marcia, the beautiful, blonde 15-year-old couldn't keep her eyes off of the flat stomach and swaying hips of the young hula dancer. Jan quickly picked up on Marcia's obvious attraction to the black-haired dancer, who seemed to be looking back at her older sister with equally yearning eyes.
"Hula dancing isn't as bad as I imagined," Marcia thought to herself, entranced by the sexy, slightly older girl.
Suddenly, the hula lesson was over. Alice's back had locked up on her, and Mrs. Brady and Cindy gently escorted their good-natured housekeeper back to her room. As they walked off, Marcia yelled out, "I'm going to the beach." "Me too," tagalong Jan quickly chirped in.
Marcia was angry as she dropped her rented grass skirt on the hotel lawn. "Fucking Jan," Marcia thought to herself. "That nosy cunt follows me everywhere."
The blonde, high school beauty had wanted to spend some alone time with the gorgeous Hawaiian girl, especially in such a romantic setting. Although she knew that there was nothing that she could do to prevent Jan from joining her on the public beach, Marcia felt as though she had been foiled again. This time by her intruding younger sister.
Noelani gave Marcia a disappointed, but understanding look as they walked the short distance toward the beach. All three were now dressed in small bikinis. A familiar hotel employee from the luau show, Noelani retrieved some beach towels from the pool area for the young, sexy trio.
With Cindy helping out, Mrs. Brady managed to guide Alice to her hotel room, and laid her flat on the mattress to rest her stiff, aching back. Cindy received permission to join the kids that she had met earlier in the day at the hotel pool. Already dressed in her pink, one-piece bathing suit, Cindy ran happily through the hotel corridor toward the elevator.
With no Brady's around, Carol removed her blue, floral bathing suit, and seductively squeezed her still-pert breasts in her older housekeeper's direction. Straddling Alice's face with her pussy, as she had done so many times before while the kids were at school and Mike was at work, Alice gratefully feasted on Carol's hairy vagina, while being careful not to disturb her sore back.
Marcia, walked the short distance in the Waikiki sand dressed in a pink and purple floral bikini. For an attractive 15-year-old girl, the bathing suit was cut fairly conservatively. Modestly, Marcia positioned her towel so that it covered her stomach area from prying eyes. Marcia was vainly self-conscious of a small pooch that would have been imperceptible to anyone else.
Jan, on the other hand, had no issues with flaunting her maturing teenage body, and wore a smaller, more revealing, mustard-yellow bikini. The small bottoms barely covered Jan's sparse, golden-blonde pubic hair. Thrusting her A-cup breasts proudly outwards, even Marcia had to uncomfortably admit that Jan's 13-year-old boobs were already bigger than Marcia's had been at a similar age.
Noelani, however, easily best both Brady girls. Her new, black, Brazilian string bikini barely contained her perky, round, C-cup breasts, and daringly exposed her brown, muscular, bubble-butt cheeks, which bounced enticingly as she walked in the warm sand.
All three girls garnered desirous stares from the crowd of teenage boys and horny grown men on Waikiki beach.
Jan jealously watched as the two older girls acted as if they had known each other forever. Marcia and Noelani shared stories about their young lives, and laughed uproariously at the other's exaggerated foibles. Jan silently fumed.
Marcia wished that she was with Noelani anywhere else but the crowded beach. She desperately wanted to kiss Noelani, but knew it would cause an unnecessary scandal for both. By this time, Marcia was pretty sure that the beautiful Hawaiian girl felt the same way about her. If only they could be alone somewhere!
Jan looked on as Noelani placed her hand on Marcia's upper thigh and pressed down. It was clear that despite her base tan from California, Marcia was developing a sun burn. "Marcia, you'd better get out of the sun," Noelani cautioned. Quickly adding, "We can go to my apartment for a Coca-Cola."
Before Marcia could even answer, Jan replied, "That sounds great!" That caused Marcia to finally lose it! "God damnit Jan, she didn't invite you!" Jan, shamed by her older sister, lowered her head. Then Marcia tersely added, "Why don't you try and find your own foxy girl."
Noelani's eyes lit up. Her suspicions were now confirmed. The pretty, blonde, high school girl was, after all, interested in her romantic company, and Noelani was most certainly interested in young Marcia!
Reaching for Marcia's hand, the older girl held it as she looked at Jan, who was preparing to walk away after being berated by her older sister.
"Jan, do you think you're ready to play with the big wahine?" Noelani asked. "I'm as ready as Marcia," Jan bravely replied. "O.K.," said Noelani, "I gotta girl for you too."
The trio, still wearing their skimpy bikinis, piled into Noelani's beat-up old car. Both of the Brady girls were noticeably nervous. Both wondered if they bitten off more than they could chew with the pretty island girl? "Kissing was one thing, but what if Noelani wants sex?" Marcia wondered, as she became increasingly anxious. While Marcia desperately wanted to have her pussy licked for the first time, would she actually have the courage to go all the way with island beauty? After all, Marcia was only 15... and a virgin.
The three girls sat on the big bench seat of the old sedan, with Marcia in the middle, next to Noelani. As they drove, Noelani wordlessly rubbed Marcia's smooth upper thighs.
Wanting to appear "cool" and "experienced," in front of her annoying little sister who was watching intently, Marcia allowed the pretty Hawaiian girl full liberty, and Noelani brazenly placed her eager hand between Marcia's slender, young legs.
It was a short drive to Noelani's apartment. It looked like it had once been military housing during World War II, and was badly in need of a new coat of paint. The beat-up Pontiac sedan sputtered to a halt in the poorly-paved parking lot.
"We're here," Noelani announced. Jan and Marcia looked at each other anxiously as they exited the car. Marcia half-expected her 13-year-old sister to balk before entering the apartment. However, neither Brady girl would give the other the satisfaction of chickening out.
Looking at Noelani's firm brown butt cheeks bounce as she walked, emboldened the oldest Brady girl.
Opening the first-floor apartment door, Noelani announced, "Aunt Kiana, I'm home." An attractive, if slightly plump, 40-something woman emerged from the lone bedroom. The smiling woman was wearing the shapeless mumu popular with Hawaiian women.
"Who are your beautiful friends?" The older woman excitedly asked Noelani, while looking eagerly at the blonde, bikini-clad teenage sisters. Jan noticed that the woman's eyes were now as big as saucers as they traversed the sun-kissed, nubile bodies of the Brady sisters.
"This is Marcia," Noelani said. She had affectionately, and somewhat possessively placed her arm around Marcia's slender waist. "And this is Marcia's sister, Jan. Jan really wanted to meet you, Auntie." Both of the Brady girls recognized Noelani's aunt as the Hawaiian singer from the hotel luau.
Kiana first approached Marcia, and gave her a welcoming peck on the cheek. Moving toward the younger Brady, the older woman repeated the process, but this time placed her hand on Jan's flat, tan stomach and began to gently and seductively rub it. Jan flinched a little at the unexpectedly desirous touch of the older woman.
"Marcia and I are going to go talk," Noelani said as she steered the pretty, blonde 15-year-old to the bedroom. Marcia wordlessly entered, leaving Jan to deal with Noelani's seemingly lust-filled aunt.
Entering the apartment bedroom, Marcia saw that there were two beds inside, apparently for Noelani and her aunt. This didn't seem unusual, as Marcia, Jan, and Cindy shared a single bedroom at the Brady home. It was too crowded though, and Marcia yearned for her own space when she would go off to college in three years.
Seeing that Marcia was looking at the two beds, the Hawaiian girl offered, "This is my bed." Noelani and Marcia sat on the mattress. The beautiful, black-haired girl then added, "When Auntie or I have a girl over, the other one sleeps on the couch. But sometimes, we all sleep together."
Marcia was more than a little shocked that Noelani had just revealed that not only does she brings girls home for sex, she sometimes shares a partner with her aunt! Marcia began to wonder what she had gotten herself into? Then, some of the 15-year-old's nervousness melted away when Noelani removed her small, black, bikini top.
Meanwhile, Kiana's busy hands were traversing the uncovered parts of Jan's slender body as the uncomfortable teenager continued to stand in the front room. Jan was clearly apprehensive as the older woman kissed her neck and shoulder, and stroked her tan skin, but Jan didn't quite know how to extricate herself from the handsy, Hawaiian woman.
Gently running her hands through Jan's luxurious, long blonde hair, Kiana said: "You're a really beautiful girl, Jan. About the prettiest girl that I've ever seen." No one was more insecure than Jan Brady, and she ate up every compliment that Kiana gave her, as the older, luau singer pressed her desirous body against the very young, teenage tourist.
Placing her restless hand atop one of Jan's bikini-covered breasts, Kiana gently squeezed before softly asking, "How old are you Jan? Sixteen? Seventeen?"
Kiana was only slightly surprised when the pretty blonde replied, "Almost 14." The little girl that Kiana was feeling up was only 13! "That's O.K., honey," the woman reassuringly replied, "Island girls sometimes get married at 14."
Jan yielded easily as the Hawaiian woman placed both of her acquisitive hands on Jan's mustard-yellow bikini top, and began greedily squeezing and rubbing Jan's budding, A-cup breasts.
Marcia was sitting nervously on Noelani's bed. The 18-year-old Hawaiian beauty had just removed her bikini top. Noelani could see that Marcia was clearly anxious and uncomfortable, and was finding it hard to even look in the topless girl's direction.
Marcia was not the first teenage "malihini" from the mainland that Noelani had enticed into her bed, so the Hawaiian dancer turned on the charm.
"You know Marcia, since the first moment that I met you, I wanted to pet your beautiful blonde hair, and kiss your pretty lips." Marcia could feel herself blushing when she answered, "I wanted to kiss you too."
Looking into Marcia's blue eyes, Noelani tenderly kissed the young teen. It was the greatest, most sensuous thing that Marcia had ever experienced in her young life! The 15-year-old closed her eyes as Noelani softly stroked her blonde hair, and Marcia happily experienced her first French kiss.
Noelani's tongue danced eagerly in Marcia's inexperienced mouth. With Marcia's eyes still closed, Noelani reached for both of Marcia's hands, and placed them on her own brown, round, C-cup boobs.
"Wow!" Marcia said. "That feels bitchen!" Marcia said as she opened her eyes. Her curious hands enthusiastically squeezed and kneaded the island girl's perfectly-shaped young breasts, while Noelani continued to sensually tongue-kiss the 15-year-old high school beauty.
Not taking her hands or eyes off of Noelani's naked boobs, Marcia could feel the island girl reaching around her. With a well-practiced flick of the wrist, Marcia's purple and orange bikini top was unfastened. With a pearly-white smile on Noelani's face, she lowered Marcia's bikini top straps.
Moments later, Marcia's small, pink nipples were hungrily encapsulated in Noelani's impassioned mouth. The Hawaiian girl's experienced tongue was circling Marcia's sensitive areolae while her hand descended beneath Marcia's colorful bikini bottoms, and she began to inquisitively rub her fingers between Marcia's young legs.
In the other room, Kiana had ascended upwards on Jan's bikini top. The luau singer's strong hands were eagerly groping the 13-year-old's A-cup breasts. It had only taken a few well-placed compliments, and Kiana was already well on her way to seducing the insecure middle-child.
Not taking her hands off of Jan's perky, young boobs, Kiana led the 8th grader to a well-worn couch, and removed Jan's loose bikini top. Instinctively, Jan covered her small, tan-lined boobs. Kiana kissed the blonde-haired girl on the forehead, and gently lowered Jan's protective hands.
Kiana then began to explore Jan's young boobs with her experienced tongue, trying to swallow the small flesh-morsels whole. Although Jan would have liked to have had her first sexual experience with a girl closer to her age, she couldn't complain about the attention that she was receiving from the attractive older woman.
Briefly moving back from the accommodating 13-year-old beauty, Kiana lifted her flowery mumu over her head. "Oh, wow!" Jan said when first seeing the singer's large breasts, which Kiana soon pressed into Jan's startled mouth.
"Suck `em honey. Lick, lick, lick!" Kiana encouraged the blonde teenager, who was finding it hard to breathe.
Noelani's curious hand had entered beneath Marcia's flowery bikini bottoms, and was enthusiastically probing the Californian's young pussy. Holding onto her bottoms in an attempt at modesty, Marcia briefly resisted as the Hawaiian girl forcibly pulled on them.
Noelani easily won the short tug-of-par, and Marcia's pretty, 15-year-old pussy was at last revealed to the 18-year-old Hawaiian girl. Laying the apprehensive teenager on the mattress, Noelani curiously explored Marcia's virginal lower torso. The California beauty, now completely naked, was the prettiest girl that Noelani had ever brought back to her apartment, and the Hawaiian girl was determined to take her time with Marcia.
Marcia's dark tan-lines demonstrated that she had recently spent a significant amount of time in the sun. Marcia nervously flinched as the Hawaiian girl began to softly stroke her sparsely-haired pubic area as if it were a fluffy kitten. Marcia's pubic hair, which Noelani was now kissing, was a light shade of brownish-blonde.
Parting Marcia's slender legs, the Hawaiian dancer began her planned assault on Marcia's pussy with a tender kiss. Marcia gasped. With her eyes closed, the teenage girl had expected to be somehow painfully penetrated. Instead, Noelani was tenderly kissing her way around Marcia's inner thighs.
After what she considered a reasonable amount of foreplay, Noelani entered the beautiful 15-year-old with her tongue. Marcia's stomach involuntarily undulated and her legs shuddered as the Hawaiian girl hungrily tongue-fucked the prone teen.
In the other room, Jan's long, skinny legs were wrapped over the shoulders of the older, Hawaiian singer. Raised upwards on the dingy couch, Kiana was boring into the pussy of the willing 13-year-old with her well-practiced fingers and tongue. "Unh, Unh, Unh," Jan satisfyingly moaned as Kiana expertly performed cunnilingus on the pretty 8th grader, and brought her to a noisy orgasm.
Marcia could hear her younger sister's happy moans coming from the other room, and rightfully reasoned that both sisters were enjoying their first lesbian experiences.
With Marcia's knees now raised on the bed, Noelani continued to drill into the pretty teenager's tight, young cunt. Marcia was running her hands through the island girl's raven-black hair while being gloriously and expertly eaten out for the first time in her young life.
Suddenly, the door opened. "What the...?" Marcia nearly shouted. It was Kiana and Jan. Both were naked. Kiana's boobs were enormous, Marcia noticed. Easily 38-D's the teenager thought. Looking up and backwards from between Marcia's tan, slender legs, Noelani saw naked, slender, 13-year-old, Jan. Not the least bit modest or uncomfortable, Jan did nothing to shield her nude body. Jan's little breasts were still slightly wet from Kiana's overeager saliva, and her little pussy was attractively topped by golden-blonde pubic hair. Kiana's hand was greedily gripping Jan's narrow butt.
Practically leaping from her bed, Noelani easily managed to push the other single bed next to it. She had obviously done this before.
Before Marcia could even process what was going on, Kiana had replaced Noelani between Marcia youthful legs. With the 15-year-old's body positioned below the luau singer, Kiana began to furiously fuck the pretty blonde from the missionary position, repeatedly slamming her lower torso into Marcia's blonde pussy.
Jan looked on while Kiana fucked her startled older sister. All of a sudden, Jan could feel two hands reaching around her from behind, squeezing her A-cup breasts. Jan could feel Noelani's round boobs pressing into her slender bare back, and the Hawaiian girl's crotch enthusiastically rubbing against Jan's unclothed backside.
Still clutching Jan's breasts, Noelani brought the younger girl down onto the newly added bed. Noelani was now atop the blonde 13-year-old. While avidly fondling Jan's perky, 8th grade titties, the 18-year-old was fervently dry-humping Jan's youthful ass. Jan giggled as the Hawaiian girl slammed her avid crotch into Jan's backside again-and-again.
Jan looked across the bed to her 15-year-old sister. Kiana was pressing one of her large breasts into Marcia's youthful pussy. Many years later, Jan would learn that this was called "dove-fucking."
It was nearly 9:00 p.m. when the girls returned to the hotel. They were still dressed only in their small bikini's.
"Where have you been?" Their mother asked. She was slightly angry. "We're sorry," Marcia answered for both girls. "We went over to Noelani's apartment, and I guess we just lost track of time."
Mike and Carol Brady had other concerns. Their three sons were nowhere to be found.
Bobby, the youngest Brady boy, had earlier in the trip found a small, ancient Tiki idol at a construction site. Not recognizing its obvious historic value, the ignorant young haole made a necklace out of the priceless artifact.
Later, Bobby was told that the idol was tabu, and he believed that it had led to several dangerous incidents, including Greg's surfing wipeout into a coral reef, a heavy wall ornament nearly falling on top of Bobby, and an island spider crawling atop Peter.
The Brady brothers had been told that the idol needed to be returned to the caves of the old Hawaiian Kings immediately.
Changing buses several times, the brothers entered the torchlit caves. They were soon confronted by an eccentric archeologist, Professor Whitehead.
Professor Whitehead had been exploring the dark caves for a very long time, and it had affected his mind. Initially, he didn't believe that the Brady boys who told him that they were trying to return the idol, believing instead that they had jumped his archeological find, or perhaps had discovered a new artifacts area, and were not telling him about it.
Not wanting the boys to escape before he received more answers, the Professor threatened the Brady's with an ancient spear, and made them take off their clothes so that they wouldn't try to escape.
Tying the naked boys to some life-size tikis, the Professor began to pepper them with questions. At a certain point, Professor Whitehead realized that it had been quite some time since he had enjoyed any human contact. Looking at the slender, attractive nude bodies of the Brady boys had begn to give the lonely older Professor some curious ideas.
With the three tied up underage Brady's, it was almost an anatomy lesson on the development of boy's penises. 11-year-old Bobby was still a preadolescent. His tiny penis was hairless, and his balls clearly had yet to drop. Bobby squirmed and squealed when Professor Whitehead ardently began exploring Bobby's immature, naked preteen body with his acquisitive hand, avidly pulling and squeezing the 11-year-old's, adorable, hairless dicklet.
"Hey, leave him alone!" Peter cried out. At 14-years-old, it only took a warm breeze to make Peter's "peter" erect. Watching Bobby's little cock being greedily fondled had given Peter an embarrassing hard-on.
Professor Whitehead slapped angrily at Peter's swelling penis. The teenage boy, like Bobby, was nearly hairless, save for a small, curly thatch of black pubic hair above his small cock. The middle boy had a very pretty face, Professor Whitehead thought, almost like a young girl. The crazy-eyed, bearded older man grabbed a tuft of Peter's black pubic hair, and aggressively kissed the 14-year-old on the lips, before roughly rubbing Peter's youthful chest, and squeezing his brownish boy-nipples.
The Professor then had another idea. Untying Bobby, he turned the naked boy around, and retied him so that he was now facing the large tiki. Professor Whitehead's hand lingered between Bobby's small, smooth, butt cheeks, and probed the young boy's virgin sphincter. The Professor then turned to Peter, and said, "Fuck him!"
"No way," squealed Peter, his voice cracking. The Professor then menacingly pointed his spear at Peter's erect penis. "O.K., O.K.," Peter conceded as the sharpened stone made brief contact with his small ball sack.
The nutty Professor literally led the middle brother by his 4" penis as he placed Peter behind his wriggling little brother. Rubbing Peter's young, tight buttocks, the Professors instructed Peter to wet his fingers with his tongue. He then forced Peter's hand inside Bobby's tightly closed sphincter, causing the 11-year-old boy to yelp.
Guiding Peter's young cock with his rough hand, Professor Whitehead pressed the small penis into Bobby's unwilling anus. Rubbing his clothed body against the pretty, 14-year-old boy, he continued to fondle Peter's naked body and smooth, muscular ass as the middle Brady boy uncooperatively fucked his younger brother.
Finally, removing Peter's cock, the older man jerked It until Peter couldn't help but ejaculate. Reaching around Bobby, the Professor again lustily diddled the 11-year-old boy's tiny appendage.
Looking at the Professor's lust-filled eyes, Greg knew that he was next. With his arms wrapped around Peter's young body, the older man pressed the two naked brothers together. Unsurprisingly, the sensation of the other's naked body had given each Brady teen a raging hard-on.
Unzipping the fly of his khaki pants, the older man pulled out his withered dick, and placed Peter's reluctant hand around it.
"Lick his nipples," the Professor instructed Pete. The 14-year-old already knew better than to be uncooperative, and began licking and sucking on Greg's maturing, 17-year-old upper body, while grudgingly stroking the professor's shriveled penis. One of the Professor's hands was holding onto Peter's slender waist, the other was firmly gripping his young cock.
Bringing Peter to his knees in front of his more-muscled older brother, Peter was forced to suck his first cock. While he would never admit it, Greg enjoyed every moment of Peter's awkward fellatio, and ejaculated quickly.
Standing the two brothers' side-by-side, the Professor greedily fondled their young penises for an extended period of time.
Finally, after sexually-molesting all three Brady boys for a considerable time, the Professor released them, concluding that the Brady's had not been up to any mischief, and were indeed trying to return the idol.
As the boys dressed, and hurried their way out of the dark cave, Peter said, "I don't think we should tell mom and dad about this."
As the eight Brady's and Alice sat in the Honolulu airport, everyone but Cindy looked nervously at the other family members, all hoping that their secrets would remain in Hawaii.
Aloha!
The End.
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