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This happened during a summer camp I volunteered at when I was younger. I came to the Camp, in Ontario, with my girlfriend Susan. We had been dating for a couple years, but were still of the 'saving it for marriage' mind. Jess, however, was not.

Jess and I met during regular camp activities, she would be the leader of a girls cabin, I would be the leader of a boys. The camp was small enough that it required the boys and girls (no matter the age group.) to share the same space, and same activities. It was nothing serious at first, casual conversation among peers. As the summer progressed however, I would began to find myself much more interested in spending time with Jess that with Susan.

The flirting began simple enough, meaningless really. A horny young boy, constantly surrounded by campers with no outlet for his sexual frustrations. Jess would flirt back, being in a similar position as myself. For anyone who has ever spent a summer volunteering at a camp, in the middle of nowhere, will know the extreme sardine can effect that camps evoke. Simple flirting quickly flourished to much more. Thankfully camp rules require all relationships to be unheard of, for the sake of the children. So, Jess and I were secretly interested in each other, while Susan was none the wiser.

Chance had it, that the one hour of freedom owed to us leaders, granted to us when the campers were asleep and the staff could be cut down, always seemed to fall on the same nights. Jess an I would sneak off to a nearby park, a few minutes walk away from the camp. There we would flirt, make out, and pet heavily. Until one night, on the second to last week of camp, we took it further. Jess, arrived at our now familiar spot, in a short black skirt, no panties, with a purpose. I arrived a few minutes later, only to see Jess there, waiting, a lustful look in her eye.

It took only moments, for us to begin making out mashing each other in lust. Jess untied my shorts, revealing my hard cock. Rolling on top of me she guided me into her wet hole. From there I was hooked, no saving for marriage. We fucked like animals, using up our free hour in a passionate lust. Nearing the end of our time, she began to whisper in my ear 'Cum for me, oh pleease cum for me' This was enough to send me over the edge, I blasted my load, all my pent up sexuality released inside of her, filling her unprotected womb full my seed. Feeling my cum she sighed and fell atop my chest. We both returned very satisfied that night.

From that point forward to the end of the season we fucked every chance we could get. Susan was never the wiser. (we broke up a few months later) Jess, informed me later the year she was expecting, and it was mine. We never dated, and I have since moved away. I dream of those nights often, sometimes I try and pinpoint which hour it was that did the trick.