My girlfriend Kate and I had been dating for about eleven months. We met in November when I was in my fourth year of college and she was in her first year. The two of us had signed up to volunteer at a local seniors' home. We instantly clicked and started dating shortly afterward.
That year of college was amazing. We went did everything together from homecoming to St. Patrick's day. Once finals were over, we decided to spend the whole summer together too. When the end of August came it was time for me to move back to my hometown, a six-hour flight away and we were both nervous to try a long-distance relationship but we had fallen in love and wanted to give it a shot.
The sex that summer was amazing. She was nineteen and had only had sex with one other person, her former boyfriend in high school. I was twenty-three and had had sex with a few other people. Some previous short-term girlfriends and one or two hook-ups from the bar. Kate had a tight body, small, perky breasts and a round butt. She was tiny overall, someone you could pick up with ease. I loved that about her because I was a smaller guy. I worked out occasionally, had some muscle but a slim frame.
We had sex twice a day most of that summer, at least once every day. It was euphoric. Kate loved to get on top of me, slowly grind on me with my cock inside her until I came. Then she would get off and I would eat her out and finger her until she came.
My cock was about average in length, a little on the slim side and I like to think I used it well. We explored a lot with each other sexually in those eleven months. I always wanted to try anal with her but that was the one thing Kate said she wasn't ready for. Well, that and cum. She hated cum so I would always wear a condom even though she was on birth control.