First encounter: Young Love (side story)

While heading back up the hill, I noticed a boy and a girl walking ahead of me. The girl seemed pleased, while the boy just trudged along, looking dejected.

“That was my catch…” he sighed, kicking a stone into the bushes along the way.

“Are you still complaining about not getting that rabbit? So what if I shooed it away, it was too cute to eat anyway.“ She said while leaning forward giving the boy a glimpse of her cleavage.

The boy pouted, he gave them a glimpse but it barely lifted his mood too accustomed to his childhood friends shenanigans to forgive her this easily this time around. It’s not like it's the first time she used this tactic.

“If you stop complaining I might even let you touch my breasts as an apology today.” she teased.

“Really!” the boys eyes immediately lit up at the unexpected offer completely forgetting about what he had been pouting about.

The girl was about to retort saying it was a joke but seeing how eager he was she blushed instead.

“I..I mean it was my fault after all so I guess it’s only fair that I make it up to you.” she fidgeted a little clearly not having originally planned to actually go through with it.

Seizing the opportunity, the boy took her hand in his and led her off the footpath and into the bushes. She could have protested or admitted her bluff, but instead, she silently followed, her face flushed red like a tomato.

Intrigued, I trailed behind them, careful to stay as quiet as possible.

In a small clearing hidden from view, the boy guided her to a fallen log.

He stopped and turned to face her, his excitement barely contained. She shifted nervously, her fingers interlaced together as she avoided his gaze.

“You’re really okay with this?” he asked, his voice filled with both disbelief and anticipation.

The girl swallowed hard, her cheeks still flushed. “I said I’d make it up to you, didn’t I?” she muttered, though her usual confidence wavered.

The boy made her sit down on his lap his hands trailing her sides and diving under her blouse. The girl keeping her promise, only gasped weakly but didn’t resist leaning against him as she felt his rough hands explore her body.

Once he reached her plump breasts she twisted to the side a little making them sway with the movement as she felt him grasp them tightly in each hand.

“No-not so rough you idiot.” She barely managed to stutter out as his hand were visibly kneading her breasts underneath her blouse making a soft moan escape her lips unintentionally.

As the minutes passed so did her complexion change from one of **** embarrassment to one of silent pleasure as she started to think it might not be that bad.

His hot breath on her nape and his scolding hands on her breasts clearly aroused the girl as well making her twist and turn in his embrace trying and failing to keep her voice down.

Before she knew it she started grinding against him unconsciously and felt something stiffen under her butt. She had done so many times at home for sure on top of her pillows like many other girls her age and had mimicked that behaviour once aroused.

Encouraged the boy exposed her two proud hills massaging them and teasing them all the while. Her two areolas were a bright pink and his finger found her stiff nipples pinching and pulling them apart eliciting all kinds of sweet sounds from her lips as he played her like a fiddle.

Her legs spread apart exposing her white panties with a clear damp spot in the middle. The boy couldn’t see it but it did make for quite a obscene view.

Her short skirt but a thin barrier between his bulging erection and her own moistening pussy jolted the girl out of her aroused state and back to reality as she noticed her breasts hanging out and the compromising position she found herself in with both legs spread apart and her short skirt not hiding anything from view in this position.

She jolted up quickly hiding her breasts while trying not to stare at his obvious erection.

“I-I think that’s enough as an apology.” she said, clearly unsure of herself and face still flushed with both arousal and embarrassment.

…

The boy himself only now realised that he had been lost in her sweet moans coughed awkwardly as he shifted his trousers to hid his erection.

The rest of the way home neither could look at the other just staring into the trees before saying awkward goodbyes at the girls house which was on my way back to the monastery.

…

It was kind of cute seeing them flustered like this, I thought to myself as I made my way back up.

Unbeknownst to me that night if one stared at the girls window one could see the naked silhouette of a young girl grinding on top of her pillows while massaging her breasts while in another house a boy stared blankly at his hands recalling the feeling of a girls soft pillowy breasts beneath his fingertips.

No matter what either one thought, their relationship would never be the same as before.