By Charlie Flemming
Copyright 2022 Charlie Flemming
Author’s Note: All Characters are over the age of 18
Week 1: The Monster
Sunday, September 4
1
Jack was 18, and still incredibly sexually ignorant. He’d never had sex, or even kissed a girl yet. But truthfully, while everyone else had gone through puberty and discovered what they liked sexually, Jack was still completely ignorant on the subject.
In the morning before their family went to church, Jack woke up and took a shower.
His sister, Josephine, though most people called her Jo, was the most popular girls in school. Partly because she was so hot, perfectly fit and tone body, thanks to the yoga she did with her mother every morning, but mostly because she was so confident she completely commanded every room she walked into. She was the exact opposite of her twin brother, who was usually content watching movies or playing computer games in his room, while she was out with her best friend, Rose, and their cousin, Clara, almost every day.
Jo woke up that morning and went to the door of their only bathroom. She assumed it was her mother or Aunt Rita, the two people up first most days in their house, and pushed the door open, since it was hard to hear in their shower, to ask if it was okay to use the toilet while they were in there.
Her voice caught in her throat. It was her brother in the shower, and their shower was large. It had a jacuzzi tub big enough all five people living in that house could probably bathe in it comfortably. Because of that the spray from the showerhead didn’t anywhere near the floor and though there was a shower curtain most found it optional to use it or not.
Her brother Jack did not choose to use the shower curtain that day. She could see his entire body, he was muscular though not overly so. He liked to jog while they did yoga in the morning. He was invited to do yoga with them but always passed for some reason. Now Jo saw what that reason was and her jaw dropped open when she saw her brother’s cock. It was flaccid but it looked like some kind of elephant trunk that hung halfway down his thigh, obviously just as thick as it was long, like three Coke cans stacked on top of each other.
She closed the door as she rushed back to her room. Jo just lay there in the bed for a bit staring at the ceiling as she dreamily curled her red hair through her fingers. Jo didn’t consider herself a slut, but she did like sex a lot, and no guy she had ever been with had been hung like her brother was, even soft he beat them all hard. She bit her lip as she wondered what it would feel like to fuck something that humongous.
It was then that her and Jack’s cousin, and Aunt Rita’s daughter, Clara, pushed her way into the room. Their house was cramped, to say the least. Clara was one of Jo’s closest friends and was almost as popular as she was. Though that was mostly because of her closeness with her cousin.
“Hey, Jo, what’s up?” Clara said as she pushed her way in without knocking.
“Nothing really,” Jo said back, automatically.
“You seem like…” Clara said, she wasn’t the brightest tool in the shed most of the time, “I dunno, you just seem like your thinking about something.”
Jo shook herself out of her daydream, “Um, yeah, well…” She considered telling her cousin about how hung she just found out Jack was but decided against it. If she told her Clara would blab about it all over school, “Just thinking about this hot date I have later.” She lied, she did have a date but she already decided to cancel it. Not because of her brother’s cock (or at least not only because of it…) but Jo had been growing bored with the casual dating world. It didn’t help that most of her boyfriends were particularly selfish lovers.
“Cool, whatever,’ Clara said, as she shrugged. She was wearing her church outfit which was a short red dress with frills. It also showed off a lot of cleavage, but still looked classy enough for church.
Jo caught herself staring at her cousin’s cleavage, but knew Clara probably didn’t mind. She liked sex just as much as Jo and found any excuse to show off her body, even at church. Jo grabbed her own outfit, a solid black dress that she wore every Sunday. “Can you close the door? I need to change.” She explained to her cousin.
“Sure,” Clara said closing the door behind her and then sitting on Jo’s bed. They were close enough they’d seen each other naked all the time, and sometimes showered together. As of yet, nothing sexual had happened between them in any way, they were just close.
2
While Clara chatted to Jo while she changed, Jack and Jo’s Mom, Sara, came up the stairs to check on everyone’s progress before they went to church. Sara had stark black hair, GG-sized tits, tone thanks to yoga, and, though she looked like an older version of her daughter in both body and facial features she was even hotter in almost every way.
Even though she was very attractive, Sara was also very ignorant when it came to most things sexual. She had actually only ever fucked her husband who died almost ten years ago. And even then it was some of the most straightforward sex ever. Though she was very sexy, she was not at all sexual in any way.
When Sara got to the top of the stairs, she noticed the door to the bathroom was open a crack. She knew she should have just grabbed the doorknob and pulled it shut, but instead she did something she immediately regretted. She peaked.
Sara saw her son’s body in all its glory. It glistened as the water fell down his body, dripping down his muscular chest to his long, meaty cock. It was like the size of a cock of a racehorse and she heard herself gasp.
Her son seemed to hear it too and looked up but Sara quickly shut the door and hoped he didn’t see her. She stood on the outside of the door for several seconds. Only then noticing that her nipples were hard, her legs seemed hard to stand on, and her pussy was soaking wet.
Sara realized she had a lot to pray for in church that day…
3
At church, Sara sat away from her son but Jo sat right next to her brother Jack. She rubbed her leg against his just to see if it would get a reaction out of him. Jack pretended not to notice.
Jo was disappointed that he was ignoring her. She knew it was kind of her fault. He was sort of unpopular for the most part so she tended to distance herself from him. She bit her lip as she stared at his crotch throughout most of the church, realizing that he obviously had a huge bulge in his dress pants. She just wondered why she never noticed before.
Jo tried not to care about her brother’s humongous dick, but she couldn’t help it. Even after church on the car ride home, she sat next to him and was practically drooling as she looked at his crotch, wondering if she could do anything to make him hard. Jo decided she didn’t really want to fuck her brother, but she only got to see him soft in the shower, there had to be a way to give Jack an erection…
That’s how she felt until the middle of the afternoon. Jo decided she probably imagined the whole thing anyway, she decided. There’s no way her brother, her nerdy, non-sexual brother, had one of the biggest penises in the world. There was just no way.
Monday, September 5
1
After yoga, their daughters were out shopping for the day, Rita noticed that her sister was acting strange, “What’s up, Sara? You seem distant.” Rita was almost as hot as her sister. She had long blonde hair and amazing tits though not quite as large as her sister’s. Unlike her sister, or so Rita thought anyway, she had as high a sex drive as her daughter. She didn’t do more than date casually. “Fuck ’em and leave ’em.” She liked to joke sometimes.
“Hmm,” Sara bit her lip as she realized she was daydreaming again. They were drinking their morning coffee at the dining room table. Though their house was very small, they had a small kitchen, separated by the counter between them, into a dining room. Around the corner were the living room with a long couch, a love seat, and a couple of chairs all facing their TV on the wall. On the other side of the kitchen led down to the laundry room and the stairs to go up were in between the living room and dining room in its own separate hallway.
“I said, what are you thinking about?” Rita asked, rephrasing her question.
“Oh, nothing,” Sara said, but knew Rita would just pry it out of her anyway so she just blurted out, “Well, I was upstairs yesterday and I kinda sorta saw, um, my son in the bathroom, um…”
Rita cocked an eyebrow but had no idea what her sister was building up towards, “Go on.” She encouraged.
Sara became flustered and sighed, “Oh, I saw his cock.” She said. Though Sara considered herself religious, she rarely censored her language.
Rita gasped, “What?!”
Sara blushed and looked away, “Don’t look at me like that! I didn’t mean to, I just saw it.” She realized she was getting loud and hoped no one else in the house heard anything they said.
Rita sighed, and wondered Why would that matter? She’s not very sexual, is it a sin she’s worried about committing? “What about seeing Jack naked worries you?” Rita asked a moment later after choosing her words carefully.
Sara couldn’t look her sister in the eyes as she said, “It was probably the biggest, um, penis I think I’d ever seen.”
Rita rolled her eyes. She knew that Sara had only had sex with her husband before and also knew, after getting Sara to admit it, that he was kind of on the small side in that area, “That’s not saying much.”
Sara got wide-eyed as she looked at her sister. She didn’t say anything.
Rita cocked an eyebrow, “That big huh?”
Sara nodded, “It was…” She couldn’t think of the right word for a moment but then it came to her, “monstrous.”
Rita licked her lips without realizing it but Sara didn’t notice. “Maybe I should take a look at it.” She suggested. Rita worked as a registered nurse at the local hospital.
“What? Why?” Sara asked.
“Well, I am a nurse,” Rita said. But when she saw that wasn’t enough to convince her sister she added, “and perhaps there’s something wrong with your son’s genitals. I mean, if his penis is as big as you say it is, that’s obviously not natural.”