I Knew Someone Once Who...
Well, I was runimatin' and cogitatin' over the weekend and my thoughts turned to a lady I had dated for about a year in 1976-77. We'll call her Jane. Anyway, she was no small, little spinner thing. Jane was my height (6'2") and tipped the scales at around 175-180# (30-40# of it was easily boobs) and was an English teacher.
As was the custom then, intercourse didn't always transpire on the first date. So, when we finally did the deed, I noticed an occasional stinging sensation on junior's head while pounding away (I could do such things back then). When I told her about it she snickered and told me that she had been angry with a former boyfriend and when she had a new IUD installed she had requested the doctor to leave the little metal "string" or whatever longer than normal so it would hurt her boyfriend every time they had sex. Hmmmm, this became interesting on a couple of levels. First, I supposed that I was lucky to not be as well endowed as my predecessor because the tiny sample of her vengence I received was plenty. Second, it forced me to experiment with alternative strokes in order to avoid contact with the barb. And third, greek became sort of an obsession. It worked out for me pretty well since I was in my late 20s and not all that experienced and the need to be more creative and unconventional was a plus. For the several months we continued to date after this discovery the sex was, if nothing else, varied. But, alas, it (and some other things) became a bit too much work so we parted ways.
My question is this: What idiosyncracies or oddities have any of you experienced with former lovers?
Also, Jane had come equipped with a pair of regressive nipples that were below her standard set of boobs. They were sort of like symmertical, matching flesh colored moles - of no use and had no additional sensitivity.
Some things just make you want to go, "hmmmmmmm."
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