This is a throwback story. I’m not a writer (so don’t expect weaving magic with words here), but I have fond memories of this relationship, so I wanted to share.
My 18 year old girlfriend was a tall, thin blond who looked like Taylor Swift’s doppelgänger. I didn’t realize how well I had it back then, but she loved and wanted sex as much as I did at that age. We were each others human sex dolls and we played with each other often.
It’s hard to remember a car ride where we didn’t end up pulling off someplace semi-secluded to test the shocks, or a walk that didn’t end with us taking a detour into the woods to get busy, then leaving behind a pair of her soaked undies right where she first threw them. This was the kind of girl that would wear sweatpants around her parents house when I was there so when she walked me downstairs to say goodnight, she could slide them off quickly and touch her toes for me so we could have a quickie.