2020
Algarve, Portugal
Will you be my... surf coach?
It’s the summer of 2020, and for completely different reasons we somehow both landed in Portugal. I was visiting family while Lola was just on a regular holiday trip.
The pandemic then turned what was supposed to be weeks into months. Did the world stop so we could meet?
South Portugal is a fantastic destination for surfers, which I wasn’t. And with all the restrictions and lockdowns back then, being out in the ocean seemed more and more appealing as weeks passed.
I started looking at a couple of Surf Schools / Camps, but for some reason never actually signed up.
But a few weeks later, while meeting a friend, she mentioned that she’d just met a cool French surfer girl that offered to take her for a lesson.
I asked if I could join them, she said yes. Can you guess who that tall, blonde, beautiful surfer friend turned out to be..?
2021
Cadiz, Spain
The first sextape
Long story short, Lola and I became lovers. A couple of months after that, once the borders opened again, we started traveling together. A road trip to Northern Spain in Lola’s old Skoda Octavia. First, A Coruña and the charming coast of Galicia, then heading south to Cadiz. After a random conversation about the merits of filming yourself during sex (I had some previous experience), Lola became increasingly more curious about what it would be like.
Note that at the time we were far from having the sex life we have today, Lola was a bit too self conscious about her body and I had yet to understand how to truly sync to her rhythm to please her.
Days passed, and after many more discussion, we decided to give it a try. We setup our camera on a tripod in front of our AirBnb couch, hit record, and let things unfold. The experience was intimidating, even awkward at times, but also freeing, exciting and strangely addicting.
