During practice I always got horny when I looked up the skirt of other girls on my squad. I really loved the scent of sweaty pussies and became very w...t by the end of practice.Trish my best friend got her period late in the 6th grade,her breasts were nicely shaped by the time we entered 7th.My curiosity about other girls only increased as I proceeded through school.Up until 7th grade I only fantasized about lesbian acts.Once during a family picnic at a state park my cousin Sara and me were. I put on a matching white underwire brassiere,adjusting the shoulder straps with vaguely shakingfingers. My tummy was fluttering with anticipation;the girl in the mirror was tall and slim and quitebeautiful. Shining blond hair tied back in a longponytail, she looked maybe sixteen years old; herlarge blue eyes and tiny mouth giving her an innocent,child-like appearance.Turning around, I looked back over my shoulder,enjoying the curve of my figure; the lush, full shapeof my bottom. The panties. She wanted more. Almost reading her thoughts, Dan got up and moved her so that she was lying on her back on the bed. He spread out her legs and kneeled down between them. He then reached out and squeezed her soft milky tits. They were very mature for her age and she giggled as he poked the flesh and tweaked the nipples. He then put an arm either side of her head and lied down, slightly raised above her in the missionary position.. Using one arm he positioned his cock so that it was aimed. “Ooooh, Uncle Ashwin. You’re making me cream.” Ashwin didn’t believe what was happening. He was playing with his brother’s young teenaged daughter and he couldn’t stop himself. “Gunjan,” he groaned, his fingers sinking into the pliant meat of her sweet succulent tits. “We gotta stop.” “Noooo, Uncle Ashwin. I don’t wanna stop. It feels too good.” She stepped back out of his grasping hands. “You want me to take off my shorts?” Ashwin could do nothing but nod his head in agreement. “Then you can.