My what a pair she had now.Megan remembered the years of stuffing her bra just to try and keep up with the other girls. Up until yesterday, Megan’s ...breasts had been the same since ninth grade.Not anymore!Megan cupped her new assets lovingly, relishing the intense jolts of pleasure the contact brought forth. Her breasts had grown so big so quickly. She had to be a d-cup at least, maybe even bigger!Brad picked up his pace, quickly approaching orgasm. His seventh orgasm.Megan felt a part of. “I want you to turn over now, and get that ass up, spread your legs as wide as you can on this table.” I turn over, my knees on the edges of the table, head down, ass up, I put my arms behind my back as this is what he normally wants. “No, move your arms, you may want to hold on to the table so you don’t fall off.” What is he going to do? Before I think about it anymore, I feel his fingers in me again, unsure how many, but he’s going hard, one hand across my ass. “Take a deep breath, this might. I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls had finished changing and left to go to class, leaving Sarah and me together, suddenly she placed her hand on my bare arm and smiled so sweetly as she said ‘you were wonderful today Lauren, you swam so well’ I could feel myself blush and I naturally dropped my head a little, it was then I noticed that she had removed her swimmers and showered, but hadn’t yet started to dress for class,. A tiny part of her brain though, was silently enjoying this strange sentiment…Amy was a tall blonde with lovely eyes and a round face, dimples that would warm hearts, and a smile that would end wars. Her hair dropping to her shoulders completed her unblemished look. She was at the peak of her youth, radiating a certain kind of newly found gusto. Her breasts, 36c’s, adorned with perfect areola, were devoid of any kind of flaw and she loved every bit of them. Her firm buttocks would send many a.