Here we go again...
Ok. I will share my stories (as I can remember them) from days long past.
My first experience with spontaneous BE happened after my third date with my ex-girlfriend. We were very giddy to be with each other and we longed to spend more time together, but we were lucky to see each other once a week. Well, we just got back from going out to the movies and it was time for our goodbye kiss. I had the door to my old Malibu (AWESOME machine that it was) open and we were standing on either side of the door. She was wearing a blue t-shirt, a perfectly fitting c-cup bra underneath, and skin-tight blue jeans. We kissed, then kissed some more. Then we french kissed. It completely took my breath away, so I had to sit down in my car. When I did, it put me in a better position to notice what was happening in her shirt. He breasts were now bulging out of her bra! I did a double take, then looked up at her. She was smiling, but didn't act like anything unusual was going on. I couldn't help but to ask her about her potential wardrobe malfunction. The smile dropped from her face. She told me that she was embarrased by her chest and covered herself with her arms. She thought that men liked women with small breasts. (Her ex liked his women to be completely flat chested. Weird boy...) I told her there was nothing wrong with a woman with breasts, and that I preferred women with breasts. Then I took the oportunity to mention my fantasies with BE and wondered if she was the person I had been searching for. She slowly dropped her arms and smiled again. She told me that her chest swelled whenever she got aroused. She then took the oportunity to demonstrate further by grabbing me by the back of my head and giving me another series of long kisses. She stepped back and my eyes about bugged out of my head! Her breasts had swelled so much that it looked like the bra was cutting them in half! Seriously, it seemed that as much breast matter was in the bra as was out of the bra. She then closed my car door, kissed me one last time, smiled real big and told me that they get even bigger during sex.
WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Of course, we didn't have sex until OVER A YEAR LATER! But it didn't stop her from teasing me to death in the interim!
On another date a month or so later, we came back to her place after having dinner at Olive Garden. Her mom was not home so we decided to have a make-out session. She was wearing a bodysuit (the kind that buttons at the crotch) and those skin-tight jeans again. For those of you wondering, she was a size 8 with perfect curves and a perfectly round butt. It always seems that God grants gifts in the front or the rear, but rarely both. She was gifted all around!
Anyway, she removed her jeans as we fooled around. She did a dance or two in front of me to show off her perfect rear, then did some bouncy dance moves to the radio. I sat on the couch and watched her bosom bounce to the beat. When the song she was dancing to ended, she ran at me and jumped onto my lap, stradling me. We then proceeded to kiss very heavily and she even ground erotically on my lap. She sat back after doing it for a little bit. Her breasts had swelled noticeably. The body suit was stretched further and all of the wrinkles in the fabric that were there before had found new purpose as they tried to cover her expanding mams. She asked me if I liked what I saw and all I could do was mumble incoherently and drool. She smiled, took my hands and put them on her chest, then she started to kiss me slowly. As we kissed I could feel her breasts slowly expand under my hands! After about another minute of this torture, her bodysuit suddenly unsnapped itself! She stopped kissing me and reached down to try and snap it back. Once snapped she returned to kissing me. After about 10 seconds it unsnapped again! She stood up and kept trying to snap it, but her breasts had swelled too much. It kept unsnapping immediately. Her breasts looked to be in the D/DD range! I jumped up and offered my help, but she put her jeans back on and just kept the tail of her bodysuit tucked in. Her mom came home shortly after that, so it was probably a good thing anyway.
Keep in mind that I dated this girl for 6 and a half years of my life, so I have a few more stories. Do you want to hear more of them? If so, it may have to wait a day or two. I am a busy man right now with a new job to deal with and school to boot. (Do you ever get out of college? I just turned 30 and I am back there again!)
Punchy