This is a sequel to Marcia, Marcia, Marcia Part 1. If you are offended by fictional TV characters in lesbian situations, please read no further.
(Lesbian Celebrity, Brady Bunch)
As expected, the talent show was a success. Marcia sang "Both Sides, Now" competently, and Miss Foster's skillful accompaniment on the piano made it the best act of the night.
Marcia's winning was probably never in doubt, as five members of the football team had been selected as judges.
Predictably, Peter and Jan's magic act was a disaster. Marcia did, however, overhear compliments on Jan's legs and cleavage in her black leotard. Maybe she should let Miss Foster fuck her, Marcia evilly thought to herself.
The $100 grand prize was coupled with some baby sitting money and other money that Marcia had saved up, and it was soon used to purchase a high-mileage 1965 Dodge Coronet. There was no shortage of teenage boys who offered their services to help tune the car up. Marcia, blushingly accepted their offers, which she rewarded with chaste kisses on the cheek. The boys were hoping for at least a hand job, but took what they could get. It was 1973.
Now, with her own wheels, and a new drivers license, the 16-year-old Westdale junior was now mobile. However, with gas now at 30 cents a gallon, Marcia wasn't likely to be making cross-country trips anytime soon.
Marcia, would however, now have easier access to Darlene Foster's apartment. Marcia would later learn that the apartment was owned by a wealthy gay man, and the complex catered especially to gay and lesbian tenants.
On later trips, Marcia had noticed several young television actors hanging around the pool in Speedos. They appeared to be getting chatted up by several older, bare-chested men. Darlene would tell Marcia that she once saw Anthony Perkins receiving a blow job from one of the pretty boys.
Marcia was allowed to call Miss Foster "Darlene" when they were together alone. Darlene's trust of the pretty teenager grew with each passing week. Soon, Marcia was being introduced to her circle of lesbian friends at the apartment complex: There were two well-put together and attractive women in their 40's who referred to themselves as Mrs. and Mrs. Morrison. Both worked in the entertainment industry, and it was said that they weren't above sharing a young actress now and then.
There was also "Gidge" Sandoval. Initially, Marcia thought "Gidge" was a man. Darlene had to explain to the teen what "Butch" meant. Marcia admitted to Darlene that "Gidge" made her nervous with the way she seemed to be undressing her with her eyes. "Gidge" was a long haul truck driver, and was not around a lot.
The small group also included two slender, very attractive young girls in their early 20's. Daphne Tolbert was a pretty, mocha-skinned, mixed-race girl from South L.A., and Rose Christenson, was a petite strawberry blonde from Iowa. Both girls had escaped the repression of their narrow-minded homes to attend UCLA. They had met in a Communications class, and had quickly become a couple.
The apartment was a little more than Rose and Daphne could afford, and sometimes they had to borrow the extra rent from the Morrison women. The two college students would in some cases pay the rent back with sex. It was an arrangement that all four seemed to enjoy.
The final, and by no means last member of the apartment conclave was a 6' tall, blonde, Pan Am stewardess from Denmark, who simply went by her first name, Hanne.
Hanne was rarely in town. Her work with Pan Am took her all over the world. Marcia had only seen her once from a distance, and she could confirm that Hanne was stunning. Hanne had acted in some Danish skin flicks, but she preferred the steady work (and pay) of a stewardess.
Darlene told Marcia that Hanne was so breathtakingly beautiful that even the gay guys came out to stare when she was poolside.
Darlene admitted that the two had a brief fling, but Hanne could not be tied down to any one woman, and preferred to spread her charms wherever she liked, and whenever she liked.
Pretty, long-haired blonde, 14-year-old Jan Brady was alone. The girl didn't make friends easily, and Marcia was rarely around since she had bought the car, so Jan was riding her bike solo around her San Fernando Valley neighborhood. She appearing to be deep in thought. As the "middle girl," Jan felt constantly in the shadow of her gorgeous older sister, Marcia. Perhaps worse, her little sister, Cindy, had a precocious personality, and seemed to be the neighborhood "sweetheart" that everyone seemed to adore.
Jan had matured a great deal physically in the past year. A freshman, she had grown nearly three inches since 8th grade. Puberty had also come early. He slender hips began to develop curves, and her breasts, seemed to be (painfully) growing every day. One of the older high school boys had even tried to touch them, but Jan had slapped his hand away.
Not wearing her glasses, and frankly lost in a self-pitying daydream, Jan rode her Schwinn Stingray bicycle right into the back of Mrs. Colville's Ford station wagon. The force knocked the 14-year-old to the ground. Mrs. Colville was taking groceries out her vehicle when Jan accidentally slammed into it.
"Honey, are you alright?" Mrs. Colville asked with genuine concern. Jan was a little dazed as she lay on the blacktop. She was dressed only in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Mrs. Colville reached under Jan's arms to help pick her up. She noticed that the pretty teenager was not wearing a bra and that she could feel the sides of her surprisingly full, young breasts.
Jan had a couple of small abrasions, but was otherwise just a little dazed. Mrs. Colville got the teen to her feet, but she was still a little woozy. A former nurse, Mrs. Colville tried to save the young girl the walk, so she picked her up with both arms. Jan couldn't have weighed more than a 100 lbs., so the lift was easy with one arm under Jan's legs, and one arm under her torso. It just so happened that Mrs. Colville's left hand was cradling Jan's ample left breast.
Mrs. Colville was 37 years old and had been born in West Germany, where she had met her career Air Force husband. After doing two tours in Vietnam, Mrs. Colville was happy that he had been transferred to much safer duty in the Philippines, but was sad to be separated once again.
A very attractive 5'9" blonde, Greta Colville had been a young teen during the deprivations of post-World War 2 Germany. Already a blonde bombshell at 17 when she met her American husband-to-be, she looked at it as a good opportunity to get out of still-rebuilding West Germany for a life in the United States.
Her Air Force-lifer husband was kind, but he was too often deployed. Anna, like Jan, often felt very alone.
Mrs. Coleville's buxom 36-24-36 figure still garnered a lot of attention from males, but she had always honored the wedding ring on her finger and had never been unfaithful.
The older woman sat Jan in a kitchen chair and brought her something cool to drink. "Vat's your name, honey?" Greta still had a trace of a German accent. "Jan Brady, ma'am." Jan's head was starting to clear.
"Vat happened out there?" Mrs. Colville asked. "I don't know," Jan replied truthfully. "I think I was daydreaming and not paying attention." "Oh, that's very dangerous," the mature woman said.
"You have a couple of scratches. Let me clean those up for you. I am a trained nurse." Anna told the teen. "Thank you," said Jan.
Mrs. Colville went to her medicine cabinet and brought back some Bactine, cotton balls, and Bandaids. Jan's tank top was dirty from falling in the street. The older blonde cleaned some minor abrasions on Jan's legs and arms. None required bandages. Seeing that the front of Jan's blouse was dirty from the fall, Mrs. Colville brushed off some dirt and noticed that Jan's nipples were stiff. Mrs. Colville then asked Jan to remove her tank top so that she could check for additional abrasions.
"Thanks, but I don't think that's necessary," said Jan. "You could be hurt. I'm a nurse. I couldn't let you leave until you had been fully checked out. Are you shy?" "Well, sort of. I don't know," replied the pretty 14-year-old. Mrs. Colville, also a blonde, stroked Jan's long, straight hair reassuringly.
"It's just us. Look, I'll take off my top too if it vill help you." Mrs. Colville was wearing a black bra. Her skin was golden from the California sun, and her breasts were a full 36-C.
Jan stared at Mrs. Colville's breasts, seemingly unconscious to the fact that that her tank top was simultaneously being pulled up over her head. As was the fashion then, Jan had chosen to go braless that day. Mrs. Colville' s hands roamed over Jan's young breasts, presumably in search of abrasions.
"You have beautiful breasts for a young girl. How old are you?" The older woman asked. She was surprised to learn that Jan was only 14. Mrs. Colville massaged Jan's breasts with both hands and freely roamed over Jan's pink skin and nipples. Jan tossed her head back when Mrs. Colville began to lick her erect pink nipples. The woman's tongue felt warm and reassuring to the 14-year-old. Jan had dreamed about something like this.
Mrs. Colville removed her bra. "It isn't right that you shouldn't be able to touch me too." Jan's hands cautiously felt the German woman's large breasts. "Do you like how they feel?" Mrs. Colville asked. Jan could only nod her head as she squeezed and cupped the 37-year-old woman's breasts. Mrs. Colville gently pushed Jan's head towards her breasts. Jan needed no instruction as she kissed and suckled them with more than curious interest.
Jan had always known that she was different. While her sisters were attracted to teen idols like David Cassidy, Davy Jones, and Desi Arnaz, Jr., Jan had secretly imagined herself being naked on a desert island with Barbara Eden, Meredith McRae, and Raquel Welch. Mrs. Colville seemed to be all of these beautiful women rolled into one.
"I'm going to make you feel better from your accident," Mrs. Colville announced. Pulling Jan to her feet, Mrs. Colville unbuckled Jan's shorts, and they soon fell to the floor. Jan was soon standing in only a pair of white cotton bikini panties, as Mrs. Colville poked at Jan's pussy through the soft fabric. Jan sighed. Her panties were soon on the floor as Mrs. Colville got on her knees and began to lick Jan's blonde-trimmed, virgin teen pussy.
Jan moaned in pleasure as Mrs. Colville's tongue penetrated her forbidden area. Jan's free hands tousled Mrs. Colville's long hair as the older woman devoured Jan's young vagina with the fervor of nearly twenty-years of pent-up passion.
Clutching Jan's small, firm ass, Mrs. Colville's tongue seemed to enter deeper and deeper. Jan's legs began to shake and spasm uncontrollably as she experienced her first-ever orgasm.
Suddenly, Jan came to the realization that she was standing in a strange woman's kitchen completely naked after having had her pussy eaten by the middle-aged neighbor.
Jan was suddenly horrified, and began to try to cover her naked, young body with her arms and her hands. "What's the matter?" Mrs. Colville asked, concerned. "Well," Jan said. "We're naked in your kitchen. Someone could see in."
"Oh, of course," said the older woman. Extending her hand to the teen, they both ducked down as they scurried to the privacy of the bedroom.
The woman and young teen stood briefly in the middle of the room admiring each other's body. Mrs. Colville was tall and solid. Her big boobs matched her frame. For a 37-year-old woman, there wasn't an ounce of fat on her firm body.
Jan's budding body reminded the older woman of Spring. At only 14-years-old, Jan was still skinny in places, but overall she was a teenage beauty. Her young body was a sort of fountain of youth for a still-young-feeling woman with too much time on her hands.
Mrs. Colville embraced the naked teenager, and caressed her smooth, soft skin. Both seemed that much more alive with the touch of the other's willing flesh.
The older woman sat down at the edge of the bed and motioned for Jan to join her on her lap, so that they were facing one another. It was awkward getting into position, but comfortable for both when accomplished. Mrs. Colville placed both hands on Jan's pretty face and kissed her slowly and passionately.
Even more than the tongue-fucking that she had just received, Jan's head began to swirl from Mrs. Colville's soft, sweet kisses. Mrs. Colville could feel Jan's warm, wet pussy pressed just below her belly. Eager hands caressed exposed skin and breasts.
Knowing that she would have to get home soon, Jan jumped off of Mrs. Colville's lap and onto the bed. Jan patted the spot next to her to encourage the blonde older woman to lay next to her on the bed.
Jan kissed both of Mrs. Colville's breasts before putting a hand on Mrs. Colville's pussy and asking innocently, "Can I have a try?" "Of course, darling," came the quick answer.
Jan crawled to the foot of the bed and opened Mrs. Colville's athletic legs. Jan started with one big, enormous slurp of the older woman's vagina. Remembering what Mrs. Colville had just done with her, the 14-year-old began licking and kissing more slowly and strategically, concentrating on the woman's clitoris, as she had done with Jan.
Jan would never know if she had brought Mrs. Colville to an orgasm. or if she was just pretending that first time. In any case, she lifted the slender 14-year-old onto her body and began to caress her. Jan's small, firm butt seemed to be of particular interest as she laid on top of the older woman.
"Have you ever made love before, Jan?" Jan shook her head no as she pressed her boobs against Mrs. Colville firm body. "I think I always knew that I liked girls," Jan replied truthfully. "Today was really groovy!"
"Honey, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I hope you'll come back soon," Mrs. Colville's hand went from Jan's butt cheek to in-between her slender legs, stroking the lips of her formerly-virgin pussy.
Jan's mother and a group of her siblings were sitting around the kitchen table when Jan entered. Jan was slightly disheveled from the passionate sex, and from falling in the street. Jan's shorts and tank top were dirty from the blacktop, and she had a couple of abrasions on her tan, legs.
"What happened?" Bobby asked. "I fell off of my bike," Jan honestly replied. No other questions were asked. Jan was a clumsy kid, they all thought. Jan truly felt alone and unloved by her own family as she walked upstairs to shower the smell of pussy off of her body. There would be more visits to Mrs. Colville's home.
Marcia was excited to be invited to a pool party with Darlene and her friends on Sunday afternoon. As a gift, Darlene had purchased a provocative black Brazilian string bikini for Marcia. Darlene was anxious to show off her beautiful "Baby Lez" to her friends.
Marcia had lied to her parents that she would be spending the night at a friend's slumber party. With five other kids, they didn't ask many questions. Marcia was a good girl and was never in any trouble.
They were all there: Girlfriends, Daphne and Rose. Mrs. and Mrs. Morrison, dykey Gidge Sandoval, Darlene, and even a couple of pretty boys in speedos from the apartment complex.
The drinks were flowing freely when 16-year-old Marcia showed up at the pool party. She hurried to Darlene's apartment to change into her new bikini. Marcia emerged wearing an oversize white t-shirt over her tiny swimsuit. The other women pretended to be nonchalant as the blonde, blue-eyed teenager arrived poolside and pulled the t-shirt off over her head.
Tossing her hair back into place, Marcia was a vision of jailbait beauty. She knew it, and was prepared to flaunt it. After all, wasn't she the prettiest girl at Westdale High? Maybe she was even the prettiest girl in the San Fernando Valley?
The new bikini barely covered the areola of her 32-B titties, and the back of her swimsuit bottoms were little more than a thread that went up the crack of her pretty, young ass. Envy is the only word that can describe the other guests at the party. They envied Darlene for landing a little piece of trim like Marcia, and they all fantasized about having sex with the winsome teenager.
Darlene had made it clear to Marcia on many occasions that they were not in a committed girlfriend-girlfriend relationship, and that both were free to hook up with anyone that they wanted to, whenever they wanted to, and the party would be no exception.
With her own apartment, Darlene obviously would have much more opportunity than the teen in the crowded house. Darlene would mix in her dalliances with the underage girl from Westdale High, while picking up young models, stewardess, and aspiring actresses at the various West Hollywood lesbian bars. Darlene was enjoying every bit of the sexual liberation of the 1970's. Confining her activities to girls, there was no risk of an unwanted pregnancy.
Marcia was handed a Daiquiri by Daphne, who flirted with the teen by rubbing the back of her index finger along Marcia's flat, tan belly. Marcia was flattered that the exotic-looking college girl couldn't seem to take her eyes off of Marcia's small, perky breasts.
As it drew into the early evening and the drinks continued to be liberally consumed, the participants became more uninhibited and amorous. Marcia could never dream that she would soon be floored to her very core! Sitting nearly bare ass on Darlene's lap, the 28-year-old teacher and the 16-year-old school were engaged in some pretty heavy petting and a tongue-hockey dual. Darlene's eager hands pawed Marcia's small, black bikini top.
Out of the corner of her eye, Marcia was flabbergasted to see her stepfather, Mike, approaching the party. She thought she had been followed and was busted! However, he was immediately welcomed by the two pretty boys in their tight speedos. Not yet seeing Marcia, he kissed both young men on the lips as they rubbed their full packages against his hips.
Marcia looked on in horror! Suddenly their eyes met. Marcia was very conscious that her adult, lesbian, high school music teacher was busily feeling her up when her stepfather had spotted her.
Not saying a word to each other, their eyes seemed to say: "I won't tell if you won't tell." Mike Brady disappeared into a nearby apartment with the two gay boys. His hand clenched the speedo-covered ass of one of the smooth-chested boys as they walked away.
Marcia was so unnerved that she stepped off of Darlene's lap and walked into the pool to cool down. Always concerned about her appearance, Marcia made sure not to get her pretty blonde hair wet.
Marcia was more than a little buzzed from the strong cocktails when she entered the pool. Making out with Darlene, and finding out that her stepfather apparently sucked cock, had thrown the teenager for a loop, and she was blithely oblivious to the fact that there were was a mini-orgy going on in the shallow end of the pool.
The Morrison women, Gidge, Rose, and Daphne were all in various stages of undress, and in various sexual combinations. Entering the pool with her head spinning, Rose extended a hand for the teenager to join them. In what seemed like a split second, there was a whirlwind of hands, fingers, and lips besieging the underage blonde beauty.
A unknown pair of hands quickly went under her bikini top and began frantically kneading her small breasts. Someone was underwater clutching and licking her exposed butt cheeks, while someone else had their hands underneath her bikini bottom, and had stuck their finger inside her pussy. It was all a blur.
Seeing the women feed on the 16-year-old like a school of piranha, Darlene was initially concerned. She looked down at Marcia from the pool edge and could only see ecstasy on her young, pretty face. Figuring, "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em," Darlene made a loud splash as she joined the gang-bang-to-be.
Marcia was now naked, and it seemed like a hundred hands were probing her fit, teenage body.
It had become so noisy that a naked Mike Brady peeked through an upper-floor apartment window to see his underage stepdaughter being ravaged by half a dozen women. Seeing no protests from Marcia, Mike returned to his two well-hung playmates.
When unknown fingers simultaneously entered her pussy and anus, Marcia jumped out of the pool. She didn't feel that she had been violated, she had actually sort of enjoyed all of the attention. However, she wasn't quite ready for an all-out orgy with herself as the featured course.
Completely naked, and dripping with water, Marcia searched for a towel to cover herself up. But who should she bump into? It was the Pan Am stewardess, Hanne, that Marcia had heard so much about.
Marcia's was stunned speechless as she tried to cover her little boobs with one arm, and her black-thatched pussy with her other hand.
Marcia had seen Hanne from a distance once before, but she was even more beautiful up close. 6-foot tall in stocking feet, Anna was wearing white knee-length boots that added another 2-3 inches in height. Hanne's teased blonde hair made her look like some sort of Scandinavian Amazon.
Hanne was returning from a film-industry party, and was wearing the skimpiest of mini-skirts. This one just barely covered the curve in her ample ass. Many of the industry leaders at the party had surreptitiously followed her around hoping that she would find a reason to bend down. They were out of luck.
Hanne hadn't met any interesting women at the party so she decided to come home. She stumbled upon what seemed like a lesbian orgy going on in her apartment pool. Naturally, she stopped to take a look.
Marcia was naked and embarrassed. Hanne put her hands on Marcia's shoulders and drank in her nude, wet, tan-lined, teenage body. She more than liked what she saw.
"Who ees this delightful child?" Hanne asked to no one in particular. She still had a trace of her Danish accent. Suddenly, Darlene was out of the pool. She was also topless.
"This is my friend, Marcia," Darlene explained, she quickly tried covering the teen in a beach towel. It wasn't wide enough to cover Marcia's whole body, so Darlene closed it just under Marcia's tan-lined breasts, shielding Marcia's, dark, hairy pussy.
"Marcia, this is Hanne," Darlene quickly replied. Darlene could see the lust in Hanne's eyes. Darlene had wanted to re-hook up with Hanne for some time, but the stewardess always seemed to be out of town. "With Marcia as bait, perhaps tonight would be the night?" Darlene thought.
Before Marcia could politely reply, "Pleased to meet you," Hanne had placed her index finger on one of Marcia's exposed 32-B breasts.
"Yesss," Hanne hissed. "You are a very, very pretty girl." Marcia knew it, but she was happy to get a compliment from a bombshell like Hanne. The Danish Stewardess reminded the half-naked teen of Anita Ekberg or one of the girls that she had seen in Playboy Magazine. "This Hanne is a stone-cold fox!," Marcia thought.
Hanne continued to play with Marcia's small boobs as the three girls talked.
Seeing the teenager now with Hanne, the others quickly realized that their opportunity to get their tongues inside Marcia Brady's pussy that night had just evaporated,
The pool party began to break up. Gidge was the first to leave. She was headed to a lesbian bar in search of some rough trade for the evening.
The Morrison ladies, Rose and Daphne, had gotten worked up into a lather while in the pool, and had agreed to engage in one of their older-younger foursomes. The two younger girls were already topless, and in just their bikini bottoms as they each walked arm-in-arm with a Mrs. Morrison.
Hanne couldn't take her hands or her eyes off of Marcia, now caressing her arms and shoulders, so it was an easy sell when Darlene suggested that the three of them adjourn to her apartment for a "nightcap."
Mrs. and Mrs. Morrison actually had names, but few were privileged to use them. Kay, like Helen, was in her forties. Both women were trim for their ages, and usually elegantly dressed. Kay wore her blonde hair in a sort of a bob, while Helen wore her dark hair up, in a fading bouffant style.
The two women were committed to each other, and considered themselves a married couple. Sexually, however, they would open their bed to younger lovers, often aspiring actresses. College students, Daphne and Rose, only in their early 20's were often willing participants.
With no preliminary courting needed, the four walked into the bedroom of the two middle-aged professionals. The king-size bed was large enough to accommodate them all. Already topless, petite Rose was wordlessly selected by Helen, who was squeezing her pear-shaped breasts, and looking forward to feasting on her unique strawberry-blonde bush.
In moments, all four women wear lying on the large bed naked. Rose and Helen were kissing, while rubbing each others bare breasts. Blonde, Kay, was hungrily licking Daphne's black pussy.
Every combination of pairings would come into play during their long evening of sex.
Marcia was still wrapped only in a beach towel as she walked to Darlene's apartment. She had never before experienced multiple partners, or a three-way, as she heard it referred to, but she was anxious to try something new with her beautiful partners, Hanne and Darlene.
Marcia walked directly into the shower, eager to wash the chlorine off of her soft, smooth skin. Stepping out of the shower, she was immediately followed by Darlene, who playfully twisted Marcia's erect nipples. Marcia took a few moments to admire her young, naked body in the bathroom mirror. Marcia pinched her nipples, and tried to smooth her dark pubic hair.
The teenager quickly dried herself off and walked to the bedroom where she found Hanne naked and waiting for her. After a very short introductory kiss, Hanne eagerly introduced her mouth to Marcia's small breasts. Marcia smiled as the blonde-haired Amazon feasted on her breasts in a way that Darlene never had.
Hanne's hand quickly found Marcia's pussy, and she began to rub it with great vigor before inserting one, then two fingers, stroking furiously in Marcia's tight vagina.
Marcia had already experienced one orgasm by the time that Darlene emerged from the shower. By this time, Hanne's head was between Marcia's tan, slender legs and was attacking Marica's 16-year-old pussy like a lioness with her prey! Marcia reached down to stroke Hanne's blonde mane as it shook violently.
Darlene was wearing a strap-on dildo when she entered the room. Marcia rose onto her elbows. She had never seen a contraption like that before. It almost looked like a sword to the naïve teenager. Hanne was unfazed as Darlene put a pillow beneath the Danish Stewardess, and slid the dildo into her pussy.
Darlene knew that Hanne was quite experienced with toys, and soon began pumping furiously in her pussy until Hanne came. Hanne's attentions were still focused on Marcia's teen pussy when Darlene transferred the dildo from Hanne's pussy to her anus. Hanne gulped and her body briefly twitched, but Darlene well knew that Hanne had a particular fondness for anal sex.
Marcia orgasmed, and repositioned her body so that she could play with Hanne's large tits. Darlene proceeded with the dildo like a jackhammer on Hanne. Marcia looked on in astonishment and a little fear. Marcia hoped that no one would try that on her that night.
Wordlessly, both women moved towards Marcia's prone, naked body. Every inch of Marcia's beautiful teenage body was kissed or licked by the experienced lesbians. Marcia found herself in ecstasy at their soft touches. Marcia masturbated her pussy with a finger as the two women slowly, carefully, explored her taut body.
Hanne flipped Marcia onto her stomach. Putting a pillow underneath the teen as she had seen done earlier, Marcia begged the women "Not to stick that thing in me." Neither had any such plans for the inexperienced teen beauty.
Darlene spread Marcia's legs and butt cheeks, and the two women took turns eating Marcia's pussy from behind. Marcia was enjoying the sensation, and was relaxed almost to the point of sleep with their tongue ministrations. Suddenly, two hands held her down firmly as Hanne entered her anus with her tongue. Marcia tried to resist at first, but both women were stronger than the teen. "Just relax," said Darlene calmly.
Soon Marcia began to enjoy this new sensation, as Hanne and Darlene took turns deflowering Marcia's asshole with their tongues, much to Marcia's eventual delight.
Their three naked bodies were delightfully intertwined as they drifted off to sleep. Marcia had discovered that her new preference would be for multiple partners. The 16-year-old wondered if Daphne and Rose might be interested in having a go with her?
Marcia came home the next day all aglow. Some of that was due to her slight sunburn. Marcia explained that the girl that hosted the slumber party had a pool. Jan, with few friends, asked who Marcia had been with? Marcia replied dismissively, "Oh, a couple of girls from Fairview High. You don't know them."
Mike, Marcia's stepfather, was there. They wordless looked at each other before Marcia rushed upstairs to her bedroom. She was trying to find a hiding place for her scandalous string bikini. Snoopy Alice was everywhere.
Marcia had noticed something in Jan's eyes. Jan had noticed the same thing in Marcia's eyes. Would secrets be revealed?
The End of Part 2
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