It's a cool brisk Saturday night in Port Washington. Tom Hartman is taking care of his wife after she allegedly threw her back out while doing her yoga exercise the other day but in reality, Jane is recovering from the hardest fucking she had in years with their South African guest. Elsewhere 2 of the 3 Hartman children had plans for the night.
Dana was already heading over to her hush-hush girlfriend Renee's house for their first strap-on sex session and Chris talked Jeremiah and RJ into going to see Godzilla vs. King Kong. His true ulterior motives for going were that he heard the girl of his dreams Monique is going to be there. He felt his balls finally drop and decided tonight was going to be the night to make a big move. Scarlett decided to stay home and chill in her room. Her boyfriend Gregory is away in New York for a 2-day business retreat.
Jeremiah, not wanting to miss an opportunity to see Scarlett decided to ask her if she wanted to go to the movies with them. He goes to her bedroom and knocks on the door.
"Come in," she yells from the other side.
Jeremiah opens her door, getting his first look at the inside of her unique bedroom. The first things he notices were Christmas lights attached from corner to corner and draping from above her ceiling that is the main source of light for her bedroom. Her bed is shaped in a circle rather than the traditional rectangle or square. She has a couple of shelves on the walls perched with furry stuffed animals and a few books. A 50-inch flat-screen television is perched up in the corner of her bedroom and a couple of photos of Tom Hardy and Dwayne The Rock Johnson was taped on her vanity mirror on the other side of her bedroom.
"Hey, Jeremiah, what's up?" Scarlett welcomes, sitting on her round bed and scrolling through her cell phone. Her attire for the night is a pair of polka-dot boy shorts, white fuzzy socks, and a beige spaghetti-strap tank top. Jeremiah's eyes widen as they hone in on her colossal chest bags.
Scarlett's overgrown jugs look like soccer balls, weighting heavy under her tank top stretching out the neckline to show a gorge of creamy white cleavage as the full bottoms of her meaty bosoms rest on her smooth thick bare thighs. The thin straps to her top look like they were going to give way from the slightest movements. She inherited her humongous breasts from her mother and as Jane confirmed, Scarlett is 2 or 3 cup sizes larger than a J cup.
His mind immediately envisions all the lewd acts he wants to do with her at this moment, but he knew he had to make sure the time was right to put some black in her white pussy. Plus Jane and Tom were staying in for tonight and he wants to make Scarlett's vocals resemble an opera singer when he's smashing her.
"We're heading out to the movies so I thought you might want to join us so you're not alone tonight."
"Awww. That's sweet and all but I think I just want to chill tonight. Thanks anyway and have fun at the movies. I have a feeling you're probably going to break curfew again," she giggles, reminding him about his first night in Port Washington.
"Hey J dog, you com....." RJ's words trail off as he stands next to Jeremiah and his vision is fill up with Scarlett. Although he has seen Scarlett and hit on her since the day he and Chris became friends, every time seeing her is like the first time seeing her. Stars appear in his eyes, his heart thumps fast, and his dick hardens.
Scarlett sighs. "Hi RJ... Don't you guys have a movie to go see? And please close the door. Bye, and thank you."
Jeremiah's eyes linger on Scarlett's preposterous hentai-like body one last time before he closes the door at her request.
"You guys ready to go?" says Chris, popping up behind them.
"Are you sure you and Scarlett are related?" RJ questions as he raises his eyebrows at Chris.
Since Dana was already gone and neither Chris nor RJ had their license, their fellow bandmate Kasey is giving them a lift in her brother's van. She only agreed to take them to the movies if she could tag along. The guys agreed. Kasey also insisted that Jeremiah sat upfront with her in the passenger seat. Chris and RJ had to endure the strong scent of marijuana in the back. The smell didn't bother RJ since he enjoys smoking weed but Chris tried marijuana once and never again.
They arrive at the movie theater and purchase their tickets for the latest showing of Godzilla vs. King Kong.
"So whose team is everyone on?" Kasey asks.
"God-freaking-zilla fo sho. About to chomp that ass of King Kong," RJ answers.
"Naw, homie. King Kong is the king for a reason. Godzilla doesn't stand a chance," Jeremiah disagrees.
"I agree with Jeremiah because King Kong is big, dark, and strong," Kasey implies while ogling Jeremiah. He gives her a sly smirk.
"Yo Chris. Whose team you riding and dying for?"
"God kong zilla, whatever," Chris incoherently mutters as he stares across the movie theater at the girl of his dreams, Monique Smith. A gorgeous 5'5 Vietnamese-American with dark bedroom eyes and black wavy hair chopped at chin-length. Her body is nicely proportion from years of athletics; a slender frame, a flat stomach, long feminine legs, a firm heart-shaped butt, and modest size pair of 32Cs.
Chris's crush on Monique dates back to their freshman year when she first arrived in Port Washington and she was assigned to his homeroom. She only ever said hi to him in passing a few times and like a bumbling fool, Chris ogled, drooled, and became sweaty just like he is now.
"There is she, dawg. Go make your move," RJ encourages, even nudging Chris in the shoulder.
"I can't..."
"Why not?"
"My brain says go but my feet aren't getting the message," Chris explains his hesitation. "Plus she's not alone... Those damn Boland twins are with her."
"The Boland twins!! My second and third wives," RJ proclaims, gleefully.
Chris's dream girl is usually seen around school and the neighborhood with a pair of 18-year-old fraternal twins, Miriam and Emma Boland. Both twins stood a couple of inches taller than Monique but Miriam is the eldest by 15 minutes. She has jet-black hair like their father that she normally wears in a single French braid cascading a couple of inches above the middle of her back. Emma has full dark blond locks that cascade down to her chest. And speaking of chests, the most prominent feature of the twins is their massive set of twins.
Miriam has been proudly gifted a pair of extremely large double F cups while younger sister Emma is blessed with a gigantic pair of H cups. They inherited their outstanding breast size from their mother's side of the family. These busty catholic girls have been known to throw the wildest parties and any lucky man that got to score with them was left satisfied and drained. However, rumor around the school was the twins never did threesomes as they didn't like to share the same man, and most of the guys they dated ultimate goal was to score a threesome with the top-heavy sisters.
Chris is a bit terrified of the Boland twins. When he tries to speak to Monique at school, Miriam and Emma would swoop in like vultures and thrust their huge fat knockers against him. While any man would be fortunate enough to have one twin pushing a set of giant bazookas against him, let alone two sets, Chris would freak out and retreat the other way.
