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Small Town Girl

Her name was Sam, short for Samantha, and she was part of a program to bring students to college campuses the summer before their senior year in their small town high schools. Of course, this was a terrible program for everyone but me. I was in the summer before my last year in college, and Sam posed a particularly difficult challenge for my hormones. She was 16 and I was 20, but what's four years after all.  
 
Sam was a little chunky but in a nice way. She seemed a little naïve but she had a body that said it was time for experience. I might have been less naïve, but was still reeling from a breakup. Sam’s timing was perfect.  
 
Sam's mentor student was an upper class girl who didn’t exercise much control over her. To take Sam out, I had to visit with the mentor a few minutes at the dorm but that was it. We were free on the town.  
 
After a nice dinner it was straight to a nearby lake where things heated up quickly. When my hands found their way under her bra-less blouse, I determined Sam needed to see my apartment. Once there, clothes dropped to the floor. As we stood naked kissing, she began to sway right, and then left, so her breasts rubbed across my stomach. I’d never experienced anything quite like this. She was considered a gifted high school student and I would concur.  
 
Once on my bed, she spread and encouraged exploration. After all, that’s what this summer was for. After a few minutes of pleasurable licking, I rolled onto my back and paused to process what was happening. I glanced down at my hardened cock in the dim bedroom light. Within a few seconds, Sam rolled gracefully over me and had me immediately inside of her. She began humping me like someone who’d ridden at least a few bulls.  
 
My mind flashed as I looked down and saw myself entering and exiting her rapidly moving mass. A short time later when I was overcome with electric excitement, I pushed her up to release me before climax. She continued sliding over me with her spread moist cunt as I shot my load. It was a magical moment.
 
Maybe Sam’s giftedness extended to levels of intuition that made her seem more experienced than she really was. Whatever the case, all I could think was what a great idea is was to bring young, small town high school girls onto college campuses for the summer.
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
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Author's Note
A program to bring high school students to college campuses was of great benefit to me one summer.
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