Jackson walked into his bedroom fresh out of a nice shower and was caught off guard by the enormous tan heavy-duty 34HH brassiere that was lying across his bed. He knew only one person who had boobs large enough to fill out the huge ugly garment and still had problems with spillage. He threw on an open shirt that revealed his bare chisel chest and ripped abs, a pair of navy blue jeans and picked up the obscene brassiere. Without bothering to put anything on his feet, Jackson marched towards the owner of the lewd undergarment bedroom.
"Hey Francesca, you in there?" he shouted from outside his 18-year-old stepsister's bedroom.
"It's Frankie and yes, please come in," Francesca invited.
Jackson opened his geeky stepsister's bedroom door and found her sitting Indian style on her bed and meditating. Her frizzy purplish orange hair was done up in a messy bun and her hazel colored eyes were closed behind a pair of large bifocals with a piece of tape between the square-shaped lenses.
"I believe this belongs to you," he said while holding up and dangling the humongous tan bra by the thick shoulder strap off his finger.
"You got my message," Frankie replied.
"Message? What message? That your boobs are freakishly huge? I knew that since you started growing them at twelve," he answered.
"I'm glad you've kept track of my growth spurt. Honestly, I think I'm growing out of the H's and gone up 2 cup sizes, but I'm not here to talk about my bra sizes. I got a problem that only you can help with me," she informed her stepbrother.
"You need help with something? Well, that's a first, Francesca. You have always been self-reliance. It must be something serious," Jackson noted and assumed.
"It is and I wouldn't have come to you if I didn't know you couldn't help me with my problem," a somber Frankie replied.
Jackson tosses his stepsister's double H brassiere in her beanbag chair and sat next to her on the bed. A person couldn't fully grasp the enormity Francesca's obscenely large breasts until they saw her up close in person. She was 5'3 with some thickness, but most of her body weight was carried in her watermelon-sized tits. Each mammoth mound dwarfed her entire torso and was bigger than her head. They were large enough to rest on her thighs in her Indian pose.
"I'm suffering from Genophobia; the fear of vaginal intercourse. After my Graduation ceremony last week, I overheard some girls talking about losing their virginities before heading off to college in the fall and sadly, I'm still a virgin because of my condition," confessed Frankie.
"Wow. That sounds very troubling," Jackson said expressing his concern. "So why did you want to talk to me about this condition? Have you spoken to your mom or seen a doctor?"
"I rather not tell mom and a doctor can't fix what I have. Since last week, I've been trying to overcome my fears by masturbating and sticking objects into my vagina. I even borrowed a friend's dildo and every time I come close to popping my cherry, I panic and throw in the towel like a quitter. I want to lose my virginity Jackson and not go through the rest of my life fearing I'll never have sex."
"Damn, Francesca. That's some heavy shit. Do you want me to be like your wingman and help you pick up a guy?" Jackson asked. "I mean, when a guy sees all you got to offer, there's no way you're not getting laid."
"That sounds more like you're pimpin me out, so no, I just want my cherry popped and I don't trust bars or social media with the number of scumbags out there that preys on girls like me and end up slicing my throat and leaving me naked in a ditch to bleed a cold lonely death," Frankie described.
"That's pretty fucking graphic," Jackson replied.
"I came to you and I'm asking you, can you help me? Can you pop my cherry?" Francesca requested.
"Whoa, Frankie. Pump the brakes. Our parents are married. That sounds like incest," a disturbed Jackson spoke with caution.
"We're not blood-related, so it's not incest. If its money you want, I will pay you," rebuttal Frankie.
"Now you're making me sound like a street corner prostitute," he mockingly laughed.
"I'm serious Jackson. I trust you and I've heard the stories you tell your friends about the women you meet and sleep with. I am willing to do whatever it takes and perform whatever to ensure you get a hard-on. All I'm asking of you is to pop my cherry and send me into summer a new woman," Frankie pleaded.
Her spiky blonde-haired, blue-eyed 27-year-old stepbrother smiled vividly through his full beard.
"What do you know about sex?" he asked Francesca, inquisitively.
"Just what the girls in high school gossiped about," she informed him. "I'm not that naΓ―ve just because I haven't had any interaction with a guy before. I've done my homework thanks to the Internet. And of course, with your vast knowledge of intercourse, this shouldn't be that bad."
"What about Suzie?" Jackson mentions who was his current girlfriend of 6 months.
"She wouldn't have to know. Besides, this is a onetime done deal. I just need this huge favor from my stepbro," Frankie claimed with a big toothy grin.
"Alright, Francesca. I'll be your guinea pig for the evening, but once our parents come home, it's over, got it?" Jackson agreed.
"Yes!" she replied happily.
"Oh, and one more thing before we get started. I need a fishing buddy for the whole summer, so I say we're even," he added to their deal.
"But you know I hate fishing. Just the sight of fish makes me gag," Frankie explained making puke motions.
"During our session, we'll work on your gagging relaxes," Jackson teased. "Now how are we doing this?"
"Just get up on the bed, lie back and let me make you hard as a rock," she straightforwardly instructed. "And lose the shirt."
Jackson did as told, tossed his shirt to the ground and climbed up on her twin-size bed which was covered Lilo and Snitch bed comforter. He lied back with his head on her pillow and watched as his stepsister positioned herself between his legs on her knees. His mouth went dry as he could get over the fact that Francesca's heavy hanging boobs were ginormous and swelled out salaciously looking like oversized balloons underneath a faded-white big baggy tee-shirt with the movie name Ace Venture Pet Detective written in red and black bold lettering and drawn out massively across her chest. His cock was already stirring and then he felt Francesca's hand caressing over it.
"I'm so excited. I can't believe I'm actually doing this," she stated thrillingly, as she continued caressing her hand up and down his gradually expanding crotch.
"Works best if you take my cock out of my jeans," Jackson informed her.
"Quick question. How do you like your member to be preferred as? A dick, a penis, or a cock? Or do you have a specific name for your member?" Frankie asked while groping his swollen bulge.
"It's no big deal to me. Call it whatever you like. Batman, Superman, or after your favorite ninja turtle you like so much," Jackson answered.
"Hmmm, Raphael, I love Raphael. I bet your penis will be as mean and as hard as Raphael," Frankie teased, as she unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand inside, feeling all over the front of his stuffed boxers. He moaned softly to the feeling of her hand rubbing all over his covered cock. It's been 4 days since Jackson fucked his girlfriend and unloaded a big one inside her. He was ready for some much-needed relief.
"Go ahead, pull it out," Jackson encouraged her.
Francesca reached into the slit of his boxers, getting a tight firm on the aching shaft of her first real cock and pulled it out into the open to get her first look.
"Jesus, bro. I can see why so many women want to sleep with you. You have the perfect dick and it's so beautiful!" she unabashedly praised.
"Never thought I would hear someone calling my dick beautiful," Jackson admitted. He was blessed with an unblemished 8-inch size cock that was growing in Francesca's firm gripping hand. "And how do you know it's perfect? Is this your first time seeing a dick?"
"A real penis, yes, but I've done my homework like I previously mentioned and yours have a very nice length and fullness. It's not too big and it's not small. The perfect penis," she explained with glee while lovingly stroking his mildly hard member up and down. "I also know that lubrication will make it easier for me to stroke this gorgeous penis."