I could stand to get some sun myself,' I said and I stood up and slipped off my kahkis and t-shirt. Shelly froze like a marble statue and stared at my...naked body. Her mouth fell open as her gaze happened across my fully erect penis. My sister was not the only member of my family who was well-endowed; my cock was a very thick 10 inches when fully hard. She was dumbfounded as she stared at my fat cock. 'You're right! This feels marvelous! What's the matter, Shell, anything wrong?''N-no...um...I. . so I was out of work after leaving my government job with no current marketable skills for society. No income meant a serious problem which I band-aided by moving back in with my folks. It’s a good thing Ma loved me ‘cuz I’m sure Da would have dropped my ass at the curb within days of my arrival. I don’t think he ever spoke more than 5 words per occasion to me throughout my childhood, but he was oh so eloquent with his belt - not that I didn’t deserve it, but it still caused some serious pain. I’m marrying Joe tomorrow and he thinks I’m a virgin, but I’m not.”“Hmm! How many men have you slept with?” asked her mother.“Only one.” Said the daughter.“O.K. Here’s an elastic band, just before he gets you into bed, go to the toilet and stick this up your you know where and when it twangs and he asks you what that was, you say it’s alright darling that’s just my virginity going.”So the wedding goes ahead and on the wedding bed ‘twang’ “What was that”, the new husband asked.“That was just my. ’ She raised her manicured eyebrows and smirked. ‘A blonde?’ He laughed at this, shaking his head and displaying a soft dimple in his right cheek. ‘No, the drag.’ She nodded again, helpless against the repetitive activity. ‘A blonde,’ she repeated to herself, scouring the room for the umpteenth time. ‘With tits.’ ‘All women have tits,’ he objected with a devilish grin. ‘Fake,’ she grinned. ‘I like fake blondes.’ ‘Breasts or hair?’ he inquired, a tease to her pensive moment. She shook her head.