High School Readers

She was my first girlfriend. I was 17 and she was 15. I always had the house to myself and she would visit. We'd get naked and look through Playboy's together and loved reading those stories in Penthouse. I also bought other books full of stories that we'd read together until we got so horny that we couldn't stand it anymore.

Imagine, a girlfriend that liked horny stories of people fucking and voyeurism and i****t and looking through girlie magazines. It was great sex but I wished I had keyed in on the fact that she was attracted to the female body just as I was. I have no doubt that I could have found her lots of girls - older and younger - to join in with us or with her alone.

Blonde feathered hair. Blonde bush. Deliciously smaller titties and a cute ass.
So sad to have missed out on a lot of what she needed and I would have enjoyed.
But... she was still the best I ever had and I loved her so.