Date: Sat, 01 Feb 2003 17:07:39 +0000
From: jamietol@hotmail.com
Subject: Bursting Out

Bursting out
By Jamie

Well, here is my story.

I am 14 and started to develop early.  At 11 my tits began to grow and hair
began to appear on my pussy.  I always wore short skirts and as a result I
began to attract attention from all kinds of people -- men, women, and even
family members!

In church I would innocently be sitting there in a short tight dress hiked
up so that my legs were displayed all the way down to my white strap
on-shoes.  It seemed like everyone in our congregation was always checking
me out, trying to peek up my short little dress to see if they could get a
glimpse of my beaver.  What a turn on!

By the time I was 13 it didn't seem like my tits would ever stop growing.
They seemed to be bursting out.  My bra size was a 38C and my sweet little
pussy was covered in fine curly brown hair that went all the way back to the
crack of my ass.  I have long light brown hair and a pug nose.  I don't mean
to sound vain, but I think people thought I was quite a sexy package.  I
guess I still am.

I remember one of the first things that made me realize that people wanted
to get a feel of me was when we were having a cook-out last summer and all
of our family was there.  My aunt and uncle had come over to visit along
with some people from the church and even the priest and his wife were
there.

I was wearing a sleeveless flowered sun dress ( I was only 13 remember)
which was quite short, and sandals.  I remember that when me and my cousins
were playing frisbee, all the grown-ups seemed to be staring at us.
Everytime  I bent over to pick up the frisbee it seemed like everyone was
trying look up my dress.  I didn't really understand the appeal at the time,
but later on, just before we ate, the pastor's wife --Vicky had me sit on her
lap so that I could tell her about some church play I was in and so on.  I
remember that she kept putting her hands on my waist, and rubbing my sides
when no one was looking.  Once she even brought her hands up so high that I
felt them on the sides of my  breasts.  I thought it was odd, but didn't
really mind it so much.  She kept telling me how pretty I was and every once
in a while when no one was looking I could feel her squash her boobs against
the back of my sundress.  I couldn't feel her nipples because she was
wearing a bra, but I wish I had.  Just before she left she found me alone in
the kitchen and said she just wanted to say good by.  She came towards me
for what I thought was a little good-by kiss.  I offered her my cheek  but
she kissed me right on the mouth.   I was pretty shocked but was even more
shocked when I felt her tongue slide in between my lips.  When she finished
kissing me she smiled and said I must come and visit her some time.

That night, me and my cousins, who were staying over night, started playing
kissing games while our parents were still outside.  I hadn't really kissed
anyone before (unless you could count the kiss I got from Vicky earlier in
the day), but when my older cousin Ricky and I were making out it was really
intense.  He held me tightly and squashed his  lips onto mine.  Even though
my brother, two sisters, and two other cousins were looking on, Ricky didn't
seem to be embarrassed at all.  In fact he kissed and kissed me and then
began to rub his hands up and down my back.  I could feel his stiff cock
against my leg.   We ended the kiss with him lying on top of me on the floor
with my dress hiked up around my legs.  After that, we played spin the
bottle for about an hour.  Everyone made out with everyone except for me and
my brother Brad who is only 12.

That night when we went to bed I had to sleep with my sister Mary.  She was
quite older than me, 21 and was home from college.  I was in her bed
watching her get undressed and talking.  We hadn't spent much time together,
with her being away at school and all and so it was quite nice to be alone
talking to her.  I certainly didn't remember ever seeing her naked before
but suddenly she had taken off all of her clothes and was standing there in
just some light blue tanga panties.  She is very tall (5' 8") and thin with
short blond hair.  She looked so good.  Her tits weren't half as big as
mine, but her nipples were a beautiful light pink and her ass was compact
and smooth.  When she got into bed beside me I saw light blond pussy hairs
peeking out from around the bulging material on the front of her tanga and
small blond hairs on her thighs.  I thought she was the most beautiful
person I had ever seen in my life, and I told her so.  She smiled, her full
lips revealing her perfect white teeth and told me that I was more beautiful
than her.  Then she asked if she could kiss me again.  We'd kissed before
during the game but that had just been for a show.  Now she kissed me really
tenderly and began to chew on my lips.  I was panting and my heart was
beating. I couldn't believe all of this touching and kissing was happening
on the same day!  And with a girl, and with my sister!  An any rate, my
pussy was tingling and for a long time we made out like that.  After a while
she sort of climbed on top of me and began to grind her thigh into my
crotch.  It felt so good I groaned, and when I did she stuck her tongue into
my mouth and we really began to kiss passionately in a french kiss.

	I remember that I had my first orgasm against her hip bone as I was sucking
on her tongue.  I was shaking and right after that she put her hand up my
pajama top and then she moaned.  "Jeezus Annie", she said, "when did your
tits get so big?"  She caressed them and pinched the nipples until I was
going crazy and then she pulled my top up and began to kiss my tits and chew
on the nipples until they were rock hard.  She seemed to be totally
mesmerized by their size, kissing and licking them all over.  At one point
she lifted my right breast up to my mouth and we both licked my stiff nipple
at the same time we kissed.  It was pretty erotic stuff for a 13 year old
believe me

	I was so horny.  I began to rub her back, lower and lower.  When my hands
reached her ass, she bucked up against my hands as though I had triggered
some nerve ending there.  Next thing I knew, my fingers were between her ass
cheeks under the strap of her tange.  I was rubbing her crack and trying to
find her pussy from the rear but my arms weren't long enough.  Instead I
just played with her asshole which she didn't seem to mind at all.  It was
then that I learned how sensitive a person could be back there.

	She moaned when I stuck my finger into it and began to hump against my
thigh.  At the same time she stuck her tongue into my mouth for all she was
worth.  I can remember sucking it into my mouth and being amazed at how long
and agile it was.  But then I remembered that my tongue is even longer.  (We
once had a contest in my family and it was only me who could stick my tongue
out and tickle my chin with it.)  I decided to experiment and stuck my
tongue as far into Mary's mouth as I could.  Immediately she opened her eyes
and stared into mine, then she sucked as much of my tongue into her mouth as
she could.  After that I noticed she had tears in her eyes and when we were
finished kissing she told me that I was the most beautiful and sexy girl in
the whole world and that she loved me.  Well I told her I loved her too and
not too long after that we fell asleep.  Ever since that night our
relationship has been incredibly close.  I think she is kind of in love with
me now, but I don't mind.

Anyway, a few weeks later Mary went off to college.  Summer was over and I
was pretty tan.  I felt really good about myself if I have to be honest.  I
loved wearing revealing clothes because everybody else seemed to like it so
much.  Twice I caught my younger brother Brad trying to look through the the
key hole when I took a shower and once when he had a guest staying over
night, the two little buggers crept into my room when they thought I was a
sleep.  They had the nerve to creep on over to my bed and lift up the top
sheet.  I was naked except for my panties and I guess they got a good look
since they stayed there ogling me for about 2 or 3 minutes.  Later on when I
came down for breakfast I wore track suit bottoms and a pink body suit top
without a bra.  You should have seen their eyes when they discovered my big
pink nipples showing through the spandex.  I just acted like I didn't know
what they were looking at and once when Brad had a spoonful of cereal up to
his mouth I walked over to the table and reached for the box.  My tits were
about 4 inches from his face.  Both boys just stared at my tits and then
looked at each other in disbelief.  Since then I've teased Brad quite a bit,
but back then when he was only 12 I had no intention of letting him feel me
up.

Another time right after school started I was laying on the floor watching
TV and my dad was sitting on the sofa behind me.  I was wearing a short
night gown  and I guess he could look pretty far up my legs.  Shamelessly
enough, I didn't mind.  I know that that is kind of sick, but anyway it was
true.  Mom was out that night and my brother and other sister were upstairs.
  Anyway, the old man moved down on the floor next to me and asked how
school was doing.  "Fine" I said.  Then he started rubbing my back as we
talked.  It felt nice.  Pretty soon I felt some cool air on the back of my
thighs and realized that my nightgown was probably hunched up to my ass.  I
forced myself not to look and see because I didn't want him to stop the back
rub he was giving me.

	By this time we had stopped talking and I was just watching t.v.  After he
had been giving me a back massage for about 10 minutes I felt his hands move
lower and lower until they were massaging my ass.  I thought it was strange,
and knew it was sexual of course but I didn't care.  It just felt good.
So there I was, lying on the floor with my nightgown bunched up and my dad
massaging my ass.  Every once in a while he asked a question about school or
something as though nothing out of the ordinary was going on.  After awhile
I felt his hands move down to the backs of my thighs.  He rubbed them for a
while and asked if everything was o.k.  "It feels nice," I said.  Then he
put a hand between my thighs and began to rub my pussy through my underwear.
  I remember now that I was embarrassed because I was so wet.  He kept
rubbing my vagina from the rear and I could feel his finger rub against my
slit through my wet panties.  This went on for some time and it was driving
me crazy that he wouldn't just stick his finger in my pussy and get me off.
I didn't know how to tell him that this was what I wanted so I reached back
and pulled the crotch of my panties to one side.  Well, he got the picture
straight away and put his long finger right up my tight little cunt.  I
ground against his hand there on the floor and had an orgasm.  Looking back
on it, I think he was playing with himself and had an orgasm too.  I didn't
think about it at the time, but in retrospect I'm pretty sure he did.
Anway, about a week later he told me he was sorry about what had happened
and that he would never do it again.
	After that night I began to think about sex all the time.  Remembering
Vicky's suggestion (the pastor's wife) to come for a visit, I found myself
thinking up an excuse to go and visit her, and coincidentally enough my mom
found the perfect excuse -- a forgotten potato salad bowl from the summer.
My mom called her and it was agreed that I would bring it over on the
following Saturday.  It was across the bridge from where I lived, and I
would have to take a bus.  I put on some tight fitting jeans, a white
singlet that revealed my midriff and I was off. I remember sitting on the
bus with people staring at my chest.  The singlet, which was cotton, hardly
concealed my tits, not to mention my nipples which are quite wide.  Alot of
my bras are see through, so they weren't exactly concealed.  So there I was,
a young girl showing alot of cleavage  when an old man came on the bus and
sat down beside me.  I thought his eyes were gonna pop out of his head.  He
just couldn't tear himself away from the sight of my boobs .  I didn't mind
though, and even smiled at him when I left.  As a matter of fact, when he
stood up to let me scoot by him, I let my hand graze his penis.  Then I
ground my ass against his crotch on the way out of our seat.  I'll bet that
got his old trouser snake stirred up.

	When I got to Vicky's she seemed really glad to see me.  She said that she
was home alone and asked if I wanted to go out by the pool and have some
lemonade.  We sat outside for a while talking.  She kept glancing at my
chest and I knew that what she really wanted was to see me naked  It
therefore wasn't too surprising when she asked me if I wanted to go for a
swim.  I borrowed a swimsuit bottom of hers' and a t-shirt  and we swam for
a while.

	Vicky was really attractive in her white bikini.  She had wide sexy hips
and decent enough tits, sort of plump and pushed up by her bathing suit top
I got the feeling that if she had taken the top off they would sag quit a
bit, but that's o.k., they were still sexy as hell. After she got wet I
could see most of her nipples too.  They were dark and wide - about the size
of an eye patch, if you know what I mean.  She was pretty attentive to my
wet t-shirt as well, but when we came out of the water I turned my back to
her, peeled it off and lay over on my stomach.  After lying there for a
while talking it got pretty hot and Vicky asked me if I wanted her to rub
some suntan lotion on my back.

	She straddled my ass and began on my shoulders.  I remember her really
massaging the lotion into my back, taking her time.  She did my arms all the
way down to my hands before scooting down my legs so that she could do the
backs of my thighs, legs, and feet.  When she was finished my feet I thought
that that would be it, but instead she began to massage the backs of my
thighs again.  After a while I could feel her trying to part them in order
to work the lotion between my legs and up towards my crotch.  I was getting
pretty horny and could feel my pussy starting to get wet.  I was kind of shy
about this sort of thing back then and tried to shut my legs a little bit
but she held them open and told me that it was o.k. and not to worry.
	She began rubbing up near my crotch again getting closer and closer until
she finally made contact with my pussy lips.  It was such a turn- on that I
couldn't help myself.  I lifted myself up, arched my back, and straightened
my arms so that I was gripping the sunbed from the sides for support.  Vicky
stopped what she was doing,  reached around me and began to feel up both my
tits.  She moaned and then began kissing me on my neck and down behind my
ears.  Eventually she made her way to my mouth and we started making out.
When I slipped my tongue into her mouth and stuck it in as far as I could,
she  moaned again and began to sort of  dry hump me against my ass.  It was
at that moment, when I remembered how my sister had  reacted when I stuck my
tongue into her mouth for the first time that I  began to make the
connection.  My tongue was some kind of secret weapon.  Both times I had
stuck it out to its full length the person I was kissing with went crazy.
(Mary had teared up and then told me that she loved me, and now Vicky was
humping my ass).
	Everntually she turned me over so that she was lying on top of me.  She
squashed her tits into mine and we made out for a long time.  Then after a
little while she asked me if I wanted to go inside. We went into her
bedroom, took off all our clothes and made love for about two hours.  That
was the first time anyone ever went down on me.  It felt wonderful.  I had
about three orgasms.  I also kissed her pussy and then I remembered to stick
my tongue up her cunt as far as I could.  It ended up with her squeezing my
head between her thighs and pulling the bed sheet off when she came.  After
that, she just sort of nuzzled and caressed my tits for a long time,
seemingly mesmerized by their weight and volume.  At one point she  told me
that my nipples were "puffies" and  sucked them into her mouth for all she
was worth.  We were in a sitting position and I managed to rub my cunt into
the heel of her foot for a final orgasm.  She wanted me to stay over night
but I was anxious to get back. It was Brad's birthday and some of his
friends were  staying over for the night.   What this meant of course was
that he wouldn't be 12 anymore.  He would be a teenager, like me.

	I said good-by to Vicky which entailed a long good tongue-lashing at the
door.  She had her hand up my shirt and was getting a last grope in when her
husband pulled into the driveway.  We quickly separated and then I went
home.

If you liked my narrative I could tell you about some further experiences,
but since I'm not a very good writer, I'm a bit reluctant.
Let me know what you think.   jamie