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Title: First Contact With Breasts

The first time I saw female breasts was when I was 13, and found a crack in the wall that divided the bathroom from the john. I had just come in to use the toilet when I heard my sister opening the faucet in the shower, and started getting hot...then I discovered the small (at that time) crack between the plaster and the door frame, and lo and behold, I saw my first pair of tits, beautiful...Lulu was 15, and her breasts were pure white, with red nipples standing out and the breast would just stay up and hard. I will never forget that sight....and when she started to soap and lather them, I came inmediately in my hands, and got hard right away while she showered, and then dried...and I came again.After that, I always was ready to go to the john when she was showering, and masturbated with her so many times.....until my father plugged the hole with more plaster.,For some time after that, and until she was married at a very young age, I did all kinds of crazy things with her clothes, but was sane enough as not to touch or harass her.

After seeing my first pair of breasts on my sister, I just wanted so bad to touch a pair that when I started dating, I always looked for bosomy gals to take out...until I found out that they did not always appreciated my fondling their boobs....Then I met Jackie, a girl older than me, who "had been around" and who was impressed when I borrowed my parent's new car (a big first in my class). She had nice, hard breasts (about B-cups) who loved me to play with them over and over again, until I would come either on her hands, or her mouth, since she was quite a flute player. Neither she nor I wanted to marry, nor get pregnant, and she taught me so many things that I will always remember her...and her breasts.In college I was too poor to have a girl friend to date, so my first pair of full woman breasts would come after I graduated and went overseas, but that is another story.

As you know now, all my life I have been obsessed with female breasts, and while living overseas, and without any family, I let go...really.After a number of hours (and drinks) at the local bars, I struck out...they were either too loose or too big to really like. Then I got invited to a small school, and talking to the faculty about my specialty as to give some classes, I found a pair of very firm D's that a very stern-looking teacher had hidden inside her very serious clothes. She was what we call here an old maid, but with a body that many centerfold would envy, and the most delicious breasts that I had seen. She became my mistress in a short while, and my stay at that city became very short, while we loved each other, and I loved those beutiful globes. She was older than me, and refused to come to this country after my tour ended, and have never seen her again. About ten years ago, I met by chance a mature widow, a redhead that had a nice bosom, and after a short courtship she became my mistress, Besides the many hours we spent in bed, loving her stupendous pair of C /D- breasts, she has been the only woman I have met who did something unexpected...she understood very well my fetish with breasts, and would let me wear my breast forms inside my bra while I screwed her, and even played with the molds on her pussy, making for some hours of pure enjoyment in bed...and outside, since she also prompted me in how to "wear my breasts" in public, and ...but that is another story.

In my last chapter, I told you that I had found a misstress that not only understood my breast plus bras fetish, but also enjoyed them in her pussy in bed, and to end it all, showed me (with her delicious and very firm --for her age--D's) how should I walk, bend,, move with my own D's....it was not only great but a lot of fun....Then she prompted me to wear them....in public, with very loose mens garments, and with her in tow, we would go to restaurants and bars, and she would give me the assurance I needed when other women (and men) would stare at my bosom, but when I would kiss her, or caress her breasts (and she would very discreetly do mine, too) they would look away quickly....Until it happened...a man who was not bad looking at all, very distinguished as a matter of fact, approached us at a bar, and asked us very discreetly if we were what we looked like... a very lovely woman escorting a cd, almost a travestite (I had mens clothes, remember) and when we answered positively, he asked us first to accept a drink, then sit at his table, and finally, to go to his hotel room....which I almost declined but Billie of course, accepted for both of us.To accept this fundamental step (I had not been with a man in bed until then) I quickly ordered another round of double drinks which had a tremendous impact on me and my behaviour....What happened in the hotel room, is a subject of much controversy with Billie and I, since <br>she contends that I was another person, and franlky, I do not remember but half...and that would be the next installment, if you please....


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