Everyone written about in this story is fictional and everyone written about is at least 18 years of age. Any relation this has to real events or people is merely fictional. I would love to hear people's comments on what they like and don't like so that I can improve my writing skills. This story is about busty girls, not realism, but I still like to make the situation realistic.
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It all started when I was just hitting my teen years. Before that I did not know really what it was to masturbate or why boys ever liked girls. Then one day I started finding porno magazines in my dads bathroom, and then came the great sacred crusade in which I would search for pornographic materials at any free moment when my parents weren't around. As time went on, and I found more and more materials, I found that a trend was beginning to set forth. Every time I watched a video, every time I looked through a magazine, I found myself fastforwarding to the scenes with the girls that had the deluxe assets on top. In my early life, this almost became an obsession, as a girl could be so much hotter to me, just by having large breasts.
Of course, right after this early time of my life where I acquired this obsession is right when the girls at school started to gain breasts and started to look like women instead of pre teens that looked pretty much the same no matter what the gender, or at least in my eyes. What I saw that really made a woman was a girls tits; it is what set her apart from a boy. There did seem to be limits to the attractiveness of breasts at too great a size, but even very large ones that others perhaps were not as enjoyable to others I found myself wanting to see.
That leads me up to the present day, I'm eighteen years old and a senior in high school and my name is David. I masturbate almost all the time and I am pretty well practiced at it. I am well practiced at it because I am still a virgin and I have never really gotten anywhere with any girls past the kissing stage. I think I have grown so attracted to breasts that I am almost intimidated by girls that have them and by the breasts themselves. Almost as if they are a holy grail that I should not acquire or touch but only look at.
Soon all of this was about to change.
There is this girl, Helene, whom I have the hots for. She is a gothic girl with black hair that is always styled nicely, usually it is wavy or curly and it goes to about shoulder length. Her clothes always had to how hot she is but she wears quite a variety, sometimes she looks almost preppy and other times she wears fishnets and other goth styles of clothes. She had written a couple of my friends very sexual letters and claimed that she liked the dorky guys, like me and my friends but I think she is just teasing us. The day that I knew I had to do everything in my power to win her over was the day that she wore a corset to school, it was a shiny red and black leather piece, but that wasn't the part that I really noticed, her tits were popping out of that thing like they were balloons being squeezed and about to explode. Her milky white skin and deep cleavage gave me an instant hard on that day.
