Young and free

[pentriot]

Hi all fellow samsters, this is my first time writing here...hope you enjoy it!

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I come from a decent education background, and was amongst one of the fortunate singaporeans who could make it into one of the local universities...for good reason i shall not name the university...

I stay pretty far away from my new school, and being a young and tender freshman, i was allocated a place in one of the hostels, so i did not have to tire myself out from travelling daily.

naturally in a bid to know more people since my usual khakis were in another university or did not choose to further studies, i enrolled into the freshman orientation camp organised by my hostel. being fresh out of National Sausagefest, i couldnt wait to see what kind of female 'goods' my future residence would behold...and so on a cool monday morning, i slung my duffel bag over my shoulder, and left my home to a land anew.

[KimEmma]

First to report in.

[vernal]

Please carry on.

[littlepok]

no offence but so what if u name the school... so secretive for what... i from nus, stayed at sheares hall. tada! anyone know who i am already? so paiseh. naming the hostel add more flavor to your story.

eg i went KR to screw the gal or i creep to hall 5 to screw the gal. alumnis can have a better imagination while reading.

PS: it's your freedom waiting your next input

[Yardstick]

LOL... Littlepok definitely made a very good point. Unless you want to tell us which hall, floor and room you stay in, else just the school and hall is nothing.

[studdyme]

camping for more!

[see see only]

TS . ... . . Great start ....

Let me start the camp-fire and wait for your next post ......... and quick

[alan0338]

camp here...

[GeMiNiZzzzZzz]

Okok...let TS continue his thread....so where is he leh

[simple2kee]

interesting, camping here for more!

[JiTaoBoPower]

me too, seems interesting.....

waiting for more

[callmebad]

it's always good to be young and free
I'm still young at heart and free

[pentriot]

sorry for the late reply, as i usually come home late. i will try to write every night definitely. thanks for the bros who upped my points, i will try to repay in kind i will reveal the name and hall in time to come...

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it was a long ride on the mrt, and after that i had to transfer to a bus which would take me to my destination. as i completed my long 2 hour journey, i alighted at my stop, and was immediately greeted by this sweet looking girl, whom i would find out later would be the same age as i. she asked if i was a freshman and i nodded in acknowledgement. she led me to a table with the name rosters where my attendance was taken, and i was subsequently led to my orientation group. upon sighting my group, i must admit i was quite disappointed, but let me clarify. i am the kind that likes girls who look and act maturely, regardless of age. and though my group of 20 had 10 girls, they seemed a bit too cutesy and childish for my liking. yes they were pretty cute (i'm sure a lot of bros here would agree that luscious, young 18 year old meat might be the best thing for a deprived NS boy) but my preferences were elsewhere. so for the rest of the orientation, i wasnt particularly excited, but i will describe some of the touchy feely games in detail.

one of the games was called 'pass the chair', and it involved the whole group of 20 people balancing on 11 standard classroom chairs. the whole group would advance by passing the chairs from the rear to the front and moving like a caterpillar motion forward. this meant that at any given time there were 2 people on a chair. i was standing behind a guy, but behind me was a girl. and everytime the chair was moved forward i would help her with it, being gentlemanly and all. and everytime we had to step forward to the next chair, which was being placed a distance ahead of the chair we were standing on, i would go first, and offer her my hand, and upon hopping onto the chair i was on, she would cling onto me to steady herself. and to make things more difficult, the seniors would spray lots of water on us...and that meant some wet, drenched t shirts...

everytime the girl clung onto me to steady herself, she would hold onto my bicep region very tightly. i could smell the frangrance of her moist hair, and the light scent of body lotion...though she was wearing a dark blue t shirt, i could see the faint outline of her bra, which supported her small, but rounded b-cups...and everytime she hopped onto the chair i was standing on, they would give a little jiggle, before they were pressed hard onto my body as she attempted to keep her balance. i could feel the shapes, the crevice, and the moistness from her t shirt as she clung on... i havent had a girl this close to me for a while (i was very guai during my ns days), and the warmth from the closeness, the smell of young womenhood, was beginning to stir a fire in my loins and a reaction in my member... sadly the game was over in a short while (it was a race after all) and we moved on.

another noteworthy proceedings were the group phototaking, in which the seniors would shout 'photo position ready!' and we would scamper to the floor, lying on top on one another to take a photo. usually the guys would lie down first, followed by the girls, and we would always feel their soft breasts pushing onto us...i always wondered whether the seniors enjoyed this as they would have a chance to see some downblouse action, since they were standing at the front, and sometimes the girls would be wearing quite loose shirts as well...exposing their cleavages...

much much more to cum....

[audacious]

Waiting for your much much more to cum.

[cataramp]

camping for more!