[SandyM]

During my senior year at college I lived off campus, by myself, and dated a girl who was a freshman and lived in a dorm. One night I had plans that didn't include her, but she asked if she could stay at my apartment to have some down time. Of course I agreed, and all night was happy in the knowledge that when I got home there would be a naked girl in my bed. So, I got home, drunk and horny, and tried to wake her up, but she pushed me away. I didn't mind too much, and passed out. The next day she reported that she had turned me down because she had gotten herself off five or six times that night.
She was the most sexually adventurous and open woman I have ever been with. She had a very small vagina, though, and sex was very painful for her, so much so that I only got my dick fully into her once or twice, and it wasn't that great for me. The upside of it was that she gave great head, and patiently taught me how to reciprocate. I have used the skills she taught me to great effect ever since. But, much to my surprise, I eventually got tired of blow jobs, and it would take forever for me to come. So her solution was for me to lube up her butt crack and fuck that - not anal penetration, just sliding up and down her crack. It was pretty nice, actually.
My apartment had a fire escape balcony, and she would sunbathe topless out on it regularly. She would encourage me to jerk myself off when she was doing it, and once I blew my load on her stomach. That didn't go over very well, as this was the late 80's and she was scared of AIDS. I think she liked being topless on the balcony because the view from there was of the front of a Cathedral. She had her issues, but I had a lot of fun with her. After we broke up, about a year later, we met one day and hooked up. By that point she had stretched herself out some how - I actually think it was more mental than physical - and we had a nice fuck. As far as Iknow, she has dropped off the planet, can't even find her on google or facebook.