Two years ago, when I was 16, my dad tried to set me up with one of his business partners. I told him off, and he never tried that again. Soon after that, I met this guy through my friends, and we started dating. He’s only one year older than me, so it’s age-appropriate. It’s a very laid-back and fun relationship, but we have to keep it low-key since we live in the Gulf region, and he’s a native. Due to sociocultural, religious, and even legal factors, he’s not supposed to date. However, like many of these wealthy native Gulf families, they do everything they’re not supposed to do on the down low. I don’t know if it will necessarily last long-term, but for now, we’re having a good time.
Actual relationship? That was a real soap opera. On one hand it was toxic because she was cheating on her boyfriend, my friend, and I never objected. On the other hand, wow, what an experience! I’ll never forget and never stop looking for similar.
As one example, she liked being on top but somehow trained my body to keep going as long as she wanted then a quick nipple twist to make me come on demand. It was so weird because it surprised me every time.
We used to go out skinny dipping but she had never learned to swim. But she had no fear: she’d have me swim out into the deep water while she was hanging on, molesting me.