*This is a true story. At the request of the fucked, the names have been changed. Out of respect for the masturbators, the rest has been told exactly as it occurred*
*Check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jx9p8w/fucking_away_those_summer_blues_f18m19_mf_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) with Isabel for some un/necessary back story. And of course cross the —-line—- if my meandering build up isn’t getting you off.*
After that first hookup, Isabel and I fell into an unspoken booty call situation. Our only real communication were the once or twice a week “hey, what’re you up to?” texts. Generally within 30 minutes of that text, someone’s pants would be off or at least being fumbled with.
As a horny teen I certainly wasn’t complaining with a no strings situation, we both were getting off and didn’t really want anything beyond that. Unfortunately we were both still living at home which meant we could only hookup in one of our cars. We quickly got pretty skilled at finding spots around town that would be abandoned by nightfall, in a small town the options were nearly endless.