My first Time_(100)

It was summer and I was 13. For a couple of months I had begun to realize something. My body had been changing a lot lately. I had gotten my period this past year and that’s when my boobs really started to grow. My bras were 32B and they were too small. The bikini I had to wear was too small as well but my mother had not taken me to get a new one yet. I had worn it to the waterpark and to some friends houses. What I had begun to notice was how boys, or should I say men too, looked at me.

I was standing in front of a mirror in my room in my suit. I was slender with a flat stomach. I looked at my ass and noticed it too had begun to fill out. I had a little bubble butt. My boobs looked a little out of place with the rest of my body. In this top they were spilling out the sides some and I had a pronounced cleavage. I knew I would probably have to get at least a 34C. I was going over to a friends house today to swim. I had been over there recently and had noticed how her father was a little nervous around me and when he was outside with us I would catch him staring at me.

I went to the kitchen to find my mom or dad to take me over to my friends house. My brother was in there getting a drink. He was 4 years older then me. He didn’t say a word as I walked in the room. I saw his eyes go up and down my body. He looked at my boobs the most. He had been doing this a lot lately. He had been giving me quite a few hugs lately and I knew it was so he could feel my boobs. My dad walked into the room and took one look at me and just shook his head. I asked him if he could drive me, but before he could answer my brother said he could. My dad made me put a tshirt on before we left and he told my mom to please take me shopping to get a swimsuit that fits.

As we drove to my friend’s house I saw that my brother was stealing little looks at me. He made the comment that I had grown a lot in the past year and I knew he didn’t mean my height. He asked me if boys in school were trying to get me to hook up and stuff. I just smiled and said some. I told him that the boys were always trying to hug me and I knew all they wanted was to feel my boobs. He swallowed hard at that. I said some were even bold enough to fake like they bumped into me and would grab them. He didn’t say much after that and dropped me off. I told him I would call him later to come pick me up.

I had fun at my friends house as we enjoyed the pool. Her boobs were much smaller then mine and she was on the skinny side. Her dad sat in a lounge chair on the patio with sunglasses on reading a magazine. I was pretty sure he was trying not to be too obvious about staring at my boobs. Once I noticed the magazine was upside down and I was about to say something to him when he quickly got up and went inside. That happened right after I had jumped off the diving board and when I came up to the surface one of my boobs had popped out of my top. My friend noticed and pointed and laughed. I giggled and tucked it back in my barely there top.

It was getting late and I called my brother to come pick me up. I thanked my friend for inviting me and on purpose I gave her dad a hug so he could feel how big my 13 yr old boobs were. I hopped in the car and my brother drove us home. I hadn’t put the tshirt back on. He kept looking at my cleavage and the side swell of my boob that wasn’t cover by the top. I stretched a couple of time making sure he got a good show. I was teasing him of course. It did make me a little excited knowing that my friend’s dad and now my brother were looking at me in that way.

I took a shower and mom had fixed dinner. We watched some movie then I went to bed. It was always warm in my room so I didn’t wear much to bed. I had a little tank top on and panties, that’s it. All I had on my bed was a sheet and that was thrown back most of the night. I had just started to drift off to sleep when I heard something. My brothers room and mine were connected by a bathroom. Someone had come into my room from there. They stood next to my bed for a moment then laid down next to me. It was my brother.

I turned my head and asked him what the hell he was doing. He told me to be quiet, that he just couldn’t help it anymore. He whispered to me that after this afternoon seeing me in that swimsuit he had made a decision. He said he just had to feel my boobs for himself first hand. He said he would be gentle and asked me if he could touch them just for a minute. My heart was pounding and I had to swallow before I could talk. I was very nervous and told him it was OK and he could touch them but just for a minute. We were in a spooning position on my bed and I felt his left arm reach over me and he took my left breast in his hand. I felt the heat of his hand through the thin fabric of my top. He gently squeezed my soft breast and I closed my eyes.

He whispered to me that he couldn’t believe how big they had gotten. He said I was bigger then most of the girls in his class. Having my breast in his hand felt great but then he let go of it. I thought he might be done and I was a little disappointed, but he wasn’t. He moved his hand down and slipped it under my top. His hand moved back to my naked breast and he grabbed it again.