Almost two years ago, I was having sex with a girl I met on an internet dating website. I was 31, and she was a year out of college. Italian looking girl, brown eyes, brown hair. Her hair was a gorgeous dark brown, not very thick, naturally straight (although she sometimes curled it) and fell at the small of her back.

I was so sexually attracted to this girl, that I sometimes had to think of other things during sex so that I wouldnt cum too fast. A man has not lived until he has had sex with a long haired girl. I was obsessed with this girl's hair....it was literally all I could think about all day was getting my hands into it. I use to tell her that she had the prettiest hair, and she said "Eh....it's just hair" I asked her if it was "just hair" why did she wear it so long? She said that she was a pretty serious dancer growing up, and that in their contract they had a minimum hair length regulation. Even though she didnt dance anymore, she still wore her hair long, but she said she didnt have any preference on hair length. After hearing this, I was always afraid that she was going to think about cutting it.

She said that she never even went to a hair salon, and that her sister always trimmed her ends. This got me extremely excited, thinking that I had the chance to one day trim her ends. Unfortunately, other than my love for her hair (which she didnt really seem to care about anyways) we didnt really have too much else in common, and she was a bit mentally not all there. After a few months of great sex, we called it quits.

I still have dreams about having sex with her....thats how good it was. I always wanted to 1) trim her ends and 2) get a hairjob from her.....neither one ever happened.