1. The Young Wizard--Part 1


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    a B-cup. It was wonderful to feel those firm soft mounds topped by beautiful pink nipples. Three more times I’d feel them before they made it all the way to C’s. Sarah, however, was learning that having big breasts wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. She had probably been between a B and a C-cup when she started but three months later she was an H. A month later she must have been an HH. Kids started “mooing” every time she walked down the hall, and in the cafeteria it was even worse. I was feeling pretty good about all of it until my mom cornered me after school one afternoon. “I went to the high school for PTA this morning; I saw Sarah Cunningham. Her breasts weren’t grown “naturally,” were they?” I gulped a few times before explaining what and why I had taken action. I told her I’d take care of her right away. “What about MP? Was that your handiwork, too?” “Yes, Mom, I couldn’t stand to watch her get teased by the other girls. They were so cruel. You know what her mom looks like. MP was going to wind up just like her. Now she’s feeling really good about herself.” “OK, but you’d better take care of Sarah immediately. I heard she’s thinking about surgery so you have to deal with it and the sooner the better.” I said the appropriate spell, Mom smiled at me, and Sarah’s breasts began to shrink. I set it up so the shrinkage would occur pretty quickly so there’d be no need for an operation and I left her at a D which should make her pretty happy after her ordeal. Giving MP ...
    boobs proved to be one of my best ideas ever. I started going over to her house, and by March it was every afternoon, to feel, rub, and suck on them. In no time at all MP would start moaning like crazy. How her mom didn’t hear us I’ll never know. Maybe she did and just figured it was all part of growing up. Everything was going pretty well until a Friday afternoon at the end of the month. When I walked into MP’s room she was completely dressed and looking down. I sat on the bed next to her and lifted her chin with my finger. “What’s wrong, MP?” I asked showing my concern. “Did I do something to hurt you?” “No, Jeremy. I’m the one who’s done something. Actually, it’s because I’ve done nothing that I’m upset.” “Huh?” Boy--was I confused. I spread my arms starting to ask a question but nothing came out. I didn’t know what to say or ask. Fortunately, MP saw my distress. She started to laugh. “Jeremy, you are so sweet. First, you rescued me from that awful Sarah and then you helped me get boobs and then you’ve been coming over here every day and making me feel really good!” “OK,” I responded, “but what’s the problem?” I was still confused. “That’s just it, Jeremy. What am I doing for you? Nothing!” “Well,” I said with a sly smile, “you ARE letting me play with those nice tits of yours.” “Yeah, well, duh! If you knew how good it feels when you rub them and play with my nipples you’d understand why. But, what am I doing to make you feel good? Not a thing, and that’s why I’m upset with ...