Spring Break Boundaries

"Mr. Hamilton, I was playing on the grass just now, and it feels like a bug crawled under my skirt. It's so itchy! I want to find a stick to scratch it."

Was this what an eighteen-year-old girl looked like? She was absolutely gorgeous.

Maddison was still playing outside alone, and seeing Braelynn's captivating appearance, I couldn't suppress my inner turmoil any longer. I really wanted to touch her and see what it felt like.

But this was Maddison's best friend! What if I touched her and she got upset? Maddison wouldn't forgive me.

Nevertheless, Braelynn wasn't intimidated by my presence at all. She even lifted her skirt herself.

I decided to take the plunge and extended my hand between her legs. "Braelynn, can I scratch it for you with my hand first?"

Braelynn blushed and looked at me, biting her lip as she nodded.

I was overjoyed. Sure enough, Braelynn didn't resist at all.

Even when I put my hand under her skirt, Braelynn couldn't help but let out a soft moan, an incredibly seductive sound. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together, looking extremely shy. Her thighs were incredibly soft, her skin delicate and supple.

I had never touched such a desirable young girl in my life.

Just as I was about to touch her intimate spot, Maddison's voice suddenly rang out, "Braelynn! Where are you? Come see what I found!"

I quickly withdrew my hand, and Braelynn lowered her skirt, pretending nothing had happened.

Holding a butterfly in both hands, Maddison entered our tent. She held it up to Braelynn, excitedly. "There are so many butterflies over there! They're beautiful! Braelynn, come catch them with me!"

Braelynn had no choice but to accompany Maddison to catch butterflies.

As they left the tent, Braelynn turned back and looked at me with a pained expression, mouthing to me, "I'm unbearably itchy!"

Watching their retreating figures, especially Braelynn's skirt fluttering as she ran, I was just as heartbroken. I almost succeeded, and now I felt empty inside, an itch that tormented me.

I could only suppress the urge and wait for a better opportunity.

Noon arrives quickly. I took out the ingredients I prepared and set up a makeshift grill next to the tent.

Soon, Braelynn and Maddison sat opposite me, diving into the grilled kebabs.

"Mr. Hamilton, your kebabs are so delicious!" Braelynn exclaimed in surprise, taking a skewer.

Just then, Maddison saw some puppies in the distance and ran off to feed them some lamb skewers.

Only Braelynn and I remained by the tent. We smiled at each other.

Looking at Braelynn's shy expression, I spoke first, "Is it still itchy down there? Do you want me to scratch it for you?"

Perhaps because we had just been intimate, she wasn't timid at all and sat down next to me.

"I'm so itchy, Mr. Hamilton. Please help me!" Looking at her slender, fair legs, the mysterious crevice between them hidden by her skirt only added to the allure.

I deliberately lifted her skirt, revealing her full, white panties.

A surge of desire instantly welled up within me. Her bosoms were so tender, like pillow clouds.

What made it even more irresistible was the dampness in the cradle of her white panties!

It looked like Braelynn's addiction was even stronger than mine. She was already almost unable to hold back!

I looked around. No one was paying attention to me, and Maddison was still feeding the puppy in the distance.

I finally slipped my hand inside…

The way it felt… so plump and smooth…

It was incredibly pleasurable!

I gently rubbed back and forth along her opening.

Braelynn's face flushed red from my touch, her limbs beginning to go weak, and she kept letting out muffled moans.

I could even feel the wetness increasing, my fingers becoming damp.