This is a brand new story. All characters are over the age of 18. If huge cocks, big tits, and interracial themes isn't your thing, please move on. Hope you all enjoy! Thank you.
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"Kids! Your father is going to be here any minute now with Jeremiah," 48-year-old Jane Hartman shouts for her three children as she scrambles around the house to make everything perfect for their upcoming house guest.
The Hartmans, Tom, and Jane recently signed to become a family host in the foreign exchange student program. They were given 18-year-old Jeremiah Zulu from Zimbabwe South African. He will be staying with The Hartmans and their 3 young adult children for one year to finish out his senior year in high school. Right now it's the beginning of summer in Port Washington, Wisconsin and school is out.
"This is going to be awesome. Finally going to get the brother I've always wanted," Jane's youngest child and only 18-old-year son Chris response in a joyful manner.
"Hopefully he's less annoying and more obedient," Jane's middle 19-old-year daughter Dana replies to her young brother.
"Hey guys, where's Scarlett?" Jane asks about her eldest daughter.
"Probably out with her old ass hippie of a boyfriend on his skateboard," Chris replies.
"Man. You're such a fucking rat," Dana snaps at her brother. She looks over at her mother who is giving her a stern glare.
"Dana, you're a grown woman but I'm still your mother and you know I hate swearing," Jane scolds as she hears the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. "Okay, they are here! Places everyone!"
Jane stands in-between her two teenagers as her husband Tom Hartman enters the house with two suitcases, one in each hand.
"Honey we're home," Tom announces. "I've always wanted to say that.
Standing behind Tom lugging two more suitcases is a 5'10, 18-year-old African male sporting an old school Bobby Brown Gumby-style haircut and wearing a black jogging suit. Jane's brown eyes widen with delight behind her big bifocals. She's in awe at their special house guest.
"Welcome, Jeremiah. You're such a handsome young man. Your picture doesn't do you justice," Jane compliments, approaching the young black boy to get a closer look. Jeremiah immediately notices the gorgeous 5'3 flaming-red-haired housewife is extremely stacked with an enormous pair of breasts under a plain white tee-shirt with a pink cardigan over it. "As you already know, I'm Jane, Tom's wife and these are two of our three children, Chris and Dana. Our oldest Scarlett is not here at the moment, but you'll be meeting her later. Please, make yourself at home. You're part of the family now."
Jane gives Jeremiah a firm hug and his dick becomes responsive to Jane's very large breasts pressing against his body.
"I bet you are famished after such that long flight. Chris, please take Jeremiah upstairs and get him settled into your room. Dana and I will continue preparing dinner. We're having a pot roast. I hope that's okay?" says Jane.
"Yes. That's fine, Mrs. Hartman," Jeremiah replies with his African accent. "Very delicious," he follows up starring at her massive chest. He looks over at Dana and her appearance is the complete opposite of her mother's. She stands 5'2 with hazelnut-colored eyes and a pixie blonde hairstyle. Her body is more fit and lean than curvaceous like her mother.
"Oh please, call me Jane. Let's go, Dana. We gotta get dinner finish."
The mother and daughter team disappears into the kitchen.
"Hey, Chris. Help Jeremiah with his suitcases. I need a nice hot shower before dinner," says his father.
Chris helps Jeremiah carry his suitcases to his bedroom.
"This is so cool having another male my age in the house," said the 5'9 redheaded freckled teen escorting Jeremiah into the room they will be sharing.
Jeremiah notices that Chris takes after his mom with being a big-time nerd. He owned a massive collection of comic books and superhero figurines from Marvel and DC characters to anime characters from Dragon Ball Z and Yu-Gi-Oh on shelves. Chris has a fancy gaming setup in the corner with two big monitors, a Playstation 4, and Xbox One gaming consoles. Jeremiah notices a guitar lying on top of one of the beds with Superman bed sheets.
"If you're wondering about the guitar, I'm the lead guitarist for my band, Not Your Average Joes. We like to think of ourselves as a mixed hybrid of punk rock and heavy metal," Chris describes. "You're welcome to watch us practice. We're going to enter the Battle of the Bands tournament at the end of the summer."
"Your sister Dana is cute. Does she have a boyfriend?" Jeremiah asks. The question catches Chris off guard.
"I don't think any guy wants to put up with her attitude and truth be told, I think she's gay, but she'll never admit it," Chris expresses.
"What about your other sister, Scarlett? That's a weird name for a girl."
"Well, then it fits Scarlett. She's kind of an oddball, but she's cool and very self-conscious about her appearance, so when you finally meet her, try not to stare at her chest. Usually the first thing anyone sees," Chris advises.
"She embarrassed about her big boobs?"
"Big, no. Ginormous, yes. She's bigger than our mom, like really big for a 21-year-old. She's been working a lot to save up money for a breast reduction. She wants to work in the medicinal field and feels like no one will take her seriously with knockers out to here," informs Chris, using his hands in front of his chest to express emphasis on his sister's abnormally large breasts.
Jeremiah feels his cock twitching at the mere notion of Scarlett's colossal mammaries and how they look naked. He had seen a family portrait send to him by The Hartmans. He remembered seeing Scarlett wearing a turtleneck followed by a closed-button flannel. His initial thought about Scarlett was her being big-boned, but Chris enlightened him to the fact that his older sister possessed titanic-sized breasts bigger than their mother's.
"So do you have a girlfriend?" Jeremiah asks. Chris's pale freckled cheeks start to turn blush red.
"Well, um, not at the moment. You see, I like to keep my opinions open, but there is one girl that I have my eyes on since the first grade. Her name is Monique. She is as perfect as perfect can be," he describes with imagines of her in his head. "Just wish she knew of my existence."
"Cool. Where's the bathroom? I gotta take a serious piss."
"The bathroom is right next door."
Jeremiah walks out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He hears the shower running and worst of all, Tom singing from the bedroom diagonally from Chris's bedroom. He walks past the bathroom door to the next door with the "Do Not Disturb" warning sign hanging on the front. Curious, Jeremiah disobeys and enters the bedroom.
The room belonged to one of Chris's sisters. The bedroom is neat and tidy and the air smells spring fresh. There were posters of Taylor Swift and Lady Gaga each hanging on the walls. Jeremiah sees a bookshelf with every single row filled with books, a desk with a laptop, some Spongebob toys and a baby Groot figure on it, a queen-size bed and a trophy display case highlighting achievements in softball, swimming, and track that had Dana's name written on all the nameplates.
Jeremiah shifts his attention to her dresser. He opens the top drawer to find some small baby tees and socks. After a few seconds of rummaging through, he finds her diary. He skims through a few entries and discovers Dana is envious of her older sister for inheriting their mother's giant tits. One diary entry catches Jeremiah's attention that confirms Chris is right about his sister. She is indeed a lesbian. Some entries in her diary depict in explicit detail what she fantasizes about doing to her secret girlfriend Renee.
"Damn, she's a freak," Jeremiah mutters.
After getting his fill of Dana's private diary, he finds her undergarments in the second drawer. Her panties and 32B bras were unsexy. Jeremiah did discover one black g-string thong with "I Have The Pussy, So I Make The Rules" written on the front in bold orange lettering.
Not wanting to overstay his welcome and draw suspicion from Chris, Jeremiah leaves Dana's bedroom and returns to Chris's bedroom.
"Hey, turds and dad! Dinner is served!" Dana shouts from the bottom of the stairs.
"Dana?" Jane calls out her daughter.
"If Jeremiah wants to feel welcome then I can't give him any special treatment, mom," Dana replies.
As everyone is gathered around the table and preparing to eat dinner, Tom's and Jane's oldest daughter Scarlett arrives with a male guest. The handsome dude's 6'2 height dwarfs Scarlett's. His fame is lean and built behind a white denim button-up shirt and faded blue jeans. His sleek black hair is tied in a ponytail with a short S curl hanging down in front of his face and matching black mustache and a small goatee.
"Hey," he says when entering the dining room.
While everyone at the table greets him back, Jeremiah ignores him and turns his focus to Scarlett, primarily the two gargantuan pair of tits fit to burst from beneath her checkered flannel baggy top like she's hiding two pumpkins. She possesses two of the largest breasts he has ever seen up close. The only other female he can think of with rival-size basketballs on her chest is the famous nude softcore model Leanne Crow. Looking above Scarlett's colossal funbags, she has soft hazel eyes, black hair with crimson red highlights flowing down to her chest, full lips that were coated in dark purple lipstick, and an obvious fake nose ring. The rest of her attire consists of a denim black skirt that stops mid-thigh, black transparent high-knee socks, and round-toed Mary Jane flats on her feet.
"Gregory, you remember my mom, dad, Chris, and Dana. And this is our house guest from South African, Jeremiah. He will be living with us for a year as part of the foreign exchange program I told you about," Scarlett says, reintroducing her boyfriend to her family and newcomer Jeremiah. "Mom, do you mind if Greg stays for dinner?"
"I supposed that will be okay. It'll give us some time to get to know Gregory better," Jane agrees. "Tom? What do you think?"
"Yeah, sure honey. He can stay for dinner," Tom agrees, casually. "I hope you like pot roast."
"Sorry sir, I'm vegetarian. I don't believe in eating animals," Gregory responds, leaving everyone at the table except for Scarlett, perplexed. "I'll take some lettuce, potatoes, and carrots."
