My breasts are my favorite. I'll have many stories about my breasts have sculpted my life of pleasure. Here is one about my first time showing them off.
No doubt about it. My boobs were coming in sooner than most girls. I didn't mind it. I was actually excited to get them. Ever since they started to bud when I was 10, I would admire my naked body in the mirror before I got dressed. I was just getting to love my boobs the first couple years, already fitting nicely into a B cup at 13. I was definitely proud of what I had, privately proud and pleased. The title to this entry is the first question out of my best guy friend's mouth after telling him he could ask me anything. See, he and I were friends since 2nd grade and over the year of 6th and 7th he got awkward and distant on me. So, I saw my chance to confront him on the bus we took for a field trip. The drive was about an hour long. He was sitting near the window in the back, so I plopped down next to him. We were surrounded by empty seats since there weren't that many on the bus. I tried to break the ice and then I just simply said, "dude, whatever you're going through you can tell me or ask me anything". "Anything," he replied. I nodded at him and told him I was just tired of this awkward silence between us. He nervously leaned over and whispered in my ear "Can I see your boobs?" then backed away to see my reaction. I looked at him in shock. He turned his head down, embarrassed he even asked me this. He confessed that since things have been changing he's found me attractive and is curious to actually see the changes. I couldn't help but be flattered and admire his thought process. I told him "let me think about it." I was secretly excited to show someone, but I didn't think it would be him. I guess puberty does change a young friendship like ours. The whole rest of the field trip we didn't say a word to each other. Then, on the ride back, we got back to our "private" seats. I turned to him and told him "look" as I pulled down the front of my tank top and bra just enough to show him my nipples. He looked as much as he could as I didn't flash him for too long cause we didn't want to arouse suspicion on the bus. We then just sat in silence a bit. I then noticed his erection in his shorts. So I slid my hand on his lap. He nervously said "what are you doing?" I said "shhhh, just let me get a feel of it." He leaned back as I just felt how hard he was over his shorts, keeping my gaze to the front as if there was noticing going on. That was all that happened on the bus. He texted me later that night and confessed he jerked off thinking of my tits. I enjoyed a lovely session myself that night, spending a lot of time playing with my nipples. ^nippy E^
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