A lot has happened in almost 3 months since I last wrote.

I started my freshman year at our local university. The school is fairly well known, and for reasons that will become obvious, I don’t feel comfortable naming it. I changed my major to zoology with an emphasis in human physiology. In another life, when I was Andy, I started with a degree in zoology and, after graduating, went to a local law school at night. After working days and going to law school at night, I finally graduated and passed the bar.

In my new life, I wanted to study human sexuality. The best way to accomplish that would be to get an undergraduate degree in zoology and pursue a graduate degree in human sexuality. I was always a good student. I wasn’t ready for all the advancements in the life sciences since I graduated in 1969 as Andy.

I needed to graduate with top grades if I was going to eventually do research at the Kinsey Institute at Bloomington (my dream job). Some of the classes I started to take covered a lot of material I had already learned in another life, but the new information made me work. I was proud to have a solid 'A' in all my classes at midterm. In one of my large classes, the professor personally handed me my midterm exam and announced to the class that it was the highest grade in the class. I turned to a male classmate sitting near me who couldn’t keep his eyes off my boobs and said, “You thought I was a pretty face with big tits. Turns out I’m a smart, pretty face with big tits.” In the next class, I wore my black, very tight zipper top with a shelf bra with the zipper pulled down to show maximum cleavage. He asked me out that day.

I had lots of guys hitting on me. There seemed to be a direct correlation between how often I was asked out and how much cleavage I showed. I had developed a strategy that worked well. I would only go out with upperclassmen who lived in an apartment. The university requires all freshmen and sophomores to live on campus. I wasn't going to fuck in my dorm room unless it was a last resort.

When an upperclassman with an apartment asked me out, we would always have dinner. I would wear a ¼ cup bra. I loved how it lifted up my breasts, but left my nipples uncovered. I wore a thin top, so my always hard nipples were very obvious. The guy couldn't keep his eyes off my boobs. Actually, I had trouble keeping my eyes off my boobs. I would continually glance down at my cleavage and nipples. Usually, it would turn me on. After dinner, he almost always invites me back to his apartment.

At first, I was surprised that most guys thought we were going to fuck as soon as we got to their apartment. I never fucked them on a first date, and usually not till the third date. On the first date, I always first sat in the living room. If I got a chance, I would brush my hard nipples “accidentally” against them. I would look down at their crotch and see if they were packing. That was usually the only date small dick guys got.

If a guy made it to a second date, again dinner, and back to his apartment. This time, I would tease him and then suggest we go to his bedroom. We would heavy pet. I really didn’t want to kiss the guy, so I would almost immediately take off my top and tell him to kiss my breasts. There was more than once a guy who would unzip his pants and take out his dick. Sometimes I asked him to pull down his pants.

Before I was going to do anything with raging erections, I told them they were going to have to go down on me. If a guy refused, I would put my top back on and walk out. If I got this far, I would lift my skirt and take my panties off. If the guy made a disparaging remark about my huge clit, I put my panties on (if I was wearing any), top back on, and walked out.

Most guys I dated in college had never gone down on a woman. It was easier to teach a newbie than if the guy had any experience with oral sex. I would tell them what I liked. I usually would take three fingers up me, stroking my G spot. I could easily get three or four orgasms. I would get some lube out of my purse and get the guy to lie on his back. I would jack him off by stroking and twisting my hands. The guys were so aroused. It usually took only a few minutes to make him cum. I would rarely fuck them on a second date.

If a guy made it to a third date, while we were at dinner, I would ask them if they had condoms. There was more than one who said they wouldn’t use a condom. I would finish dinner, kiss them on the cheek, and say goodbye. If they agreed to use a condom during dinner, I handed them a blue pill. Everyone I handed a blue pill knew what they were and told me they didn’t need it. I had a standard line that always got them to take the Viagra. I said, “I had planned on fucking you more than once tonight.”

This method filtered out a lot of guys, but I ended up with big dick guys who were willing to go down on a big clit girl. I was always a person of my word; I fucked them twice any time I had decided to fuck them. Even with this method, I still ended up with some shitty lovers. Some big dick guys thought all they needed to pleasure a woman was a big dick. Once you fuck a guy, they assume you’re going to fuck them again and again. The guys who didn’t make the cut, I ghosted. The guys who were good lovers, I fucked over and over again. I didn’t stick with one guy at a time. I had a small stable of guys whom I could call up anytime for a booty call. It really helped because I was always horny.

I really hate rubbers. If a guy can last a long time fucking me, it usually means I will be sore the next morning. I decided that once a guy made the 'grade,' they had to go for an STD test at the local student clinic. When they showed me the clean test, I would fuck them bareback. One thing I insisted on was that I was the only one they could fuck. I really made it worth their while.

Mary Sue and I got along fabulously. I convinced her we shouldn’t talk about the past, but just the present. Because of this, I didn’t have to pretend I knew mutual friends or events. She really was a small thing and had never had a boyfriend. She was very shy undressing even around me. I really didn’t understand why she wore a bra, except that it did give her a little shape. I, on the other hand, wore a bra and panties or just panties when we were in the room.

More than once, Mary Sue commented on my breasts and nipples. A strange thing was happening. My breasts were still growing. I noticed that the C cup didn’t cover well; my boobs spilled more and more over the top. I don't know whether it was because Andi was a competitive athlete in high school and had stopped training, or if she was still developing. I know that women's development can be delayed by athletics, or it could have been that Andi just wasn't done. All I knew was that I was going to have to buy new bras, which was a shame because I had spent a lot of money making my boobs look good.

Late in October, I went to Victoria's Secret and bought some basic D-cup bras. I didn't know if I was done "growing," and I didn't want to spend money on something I wouldn't need for very long. My wife, Maria, in another life, had large boobs and had noticed her boobs started to really sag in her mid-30s. I was going to do everything possible to delay the large boob sag. I decided early on I wasn’t going to go braless except for special occasions. My favorite bra became the ¼ cup. I gave myself the support I wanted and still left my nipples exposed.

As it turns out, my boobs stopped growing after a really full D-cup (thank God). I decided that I would get a breast reduction and lift when I turned 35. I felt my boobs helped define me, and I wanted to keep them looking as attractive as possible.   

I was afraid to give Mary Sue the “Full Monty” because my huge clit might frighten her. She confided in me that she had never had a regular period. I finally convinced her to go to the health services and ask about birth control pills to get her regular. I also told her the hormones in the pill might help her with breast development. I was shocked when she actually got a prescription for the ‘pill’. She was thrilled to finally be ‘regular,’ and her breasts grew to a full AA cup that semester.

November 6th, 1999

November 6th, 1999, fell on a Saturday. Eventually, Mary Sue felt comfortable enough to walk around in our room in only a bra and panties. I teased her about her granny panties. "Mary Sue, you have a gymnast's ass; you should show it off when you have a chance. Show me your sexiest panties." She went to a drawer and pulled out a white thong. "Do you enjoy wearing thongs?"

“I guess.”

“Put them on.” She turned her back to me, took off her panties, and slid on her thong. “Wow, your ass looks great.”

“Do you really think so?”

You could make a dead man cum. You need to emphasize your best parts. You have a pretty face and a world-class ass.”

“I’m afraid guys will only notice my flat chest.”

“I like to show off my tits, because I have great tits. You need to show off your ass.”

“How do I do that?”

"Mary Sue, you need to get tighter-fitting jeans, shorts, or leggings. Make sure they have spandex in the cloth. Swing your hips slightly more. You want people to notice that beautiful ass, don't you?"

“I guess so.”

“Walk across the room with hip movement.” She had bought into what I told her. She was a little self-conscious at first, but caught on. “Every time we’re in our dorm room, you need to wear a thong and walk around swinging your hips. Get some really tight jeans and walk like that on campus, and especially when walking in the classroom.”

She commented on all the dates I had. “Why do you think so many guys ask me out?”

“Andi, you’re pretty and have a great body.”

“That’s not why. I convince guys they may be able to fuck me.”

“How do you do that?”

"I pick out a guy in class. If it's a lecture hall, I walk in their row and lean toward them as I pass by. I am showing cleavage, and they always look down my top. If I'm in a classroom, I always put my backpack on the side of the guy who is on, and when they look over at me, I lean over to get a book out of my pack. When I see they are looking at my cleavage, I give them a big smile."

“Do they usually ask you out?”

“Most never ask me even for my phone number. It’s like fishing; you have to make a lot of casts to catch a fish or two. You need to use that pretty face and your spectacular ass.”

She actually asked me if I was still a virgin. I laughed and told her that the ship had sailed. She said she was too shy to get naked in front of anybody, let alone have sex with them. I confided in her that I kept my panties on because I was also shy. She asked why I would with a body like mine. I decided to finally take off my panties.

Mary Sue looked right at my clit and said, “Is that what I think it is?”

“That’s my clit. You should see it when I get turned on.” She walked up to me, not taking her eyes off it.

“Can I touch it?” I told her that only if she took off her panties could I see hers.

“I’m sorry, Andi, mine doesn’t look anything like yours.”

“Mary Sue, I doubt if there is another girl on campus who looks like mine.” She reluctantly pulled her thong to just below her pubic area. “Go ahead. Take them all the way off.” Again, she slowly pulled them all the way off.

As I looked at Mary Sue’s pubic area, I finally understood why pubic hair is sometimes called maiden-hair. She had very sparse light brown pubic hair. “Andi, why do you shave your pubic hair?”

“Sex is so much cleaner with a clean-shaven pussy. And I think guys like it to be clean-shaven when they go down on you. I know I do.” I said that to shock her a little.

“You’ve gone down on women?”

“More times than I can count. I really enjoy both giving and receiving.”

“Andi, I am surprised you’re so sexual.”

“Mary Sue, virginity is its own reward. If you deprive yourself of sexual pleasure, you are depriving yourself of some of the greatest pleasures you will ever experience.”

“I don’t think I could ever let a man touch me, let alone put his ‘thing’ up me.”

“Mary Sue, ‘thing’, really. At least use penis. Guys like it when you use slang terms like pecker, johnson, prick, dick, or the name I use for Jimmy’s cock, anaconda.”

“Why anaconda?”

“Because it’s as big as a large snake. You think you’re cock shy now, if you saw Jimmy’s dick, you would hide.”

“I would like to see at least one penis before I die.”

“Mary Sue, if you’re willing, I think I can get you fucked.” I might have shocked her, but I noticed a small smile.

Mary Sue shyly touched my clit. I could feel my clit and nipples reacting to her touch. Do you see how it’s reacting? “

“I had no idea.”

“Are you telling me you never masturbate?”

“I’ve never.”

“Are you ever horny?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Do you ever fantasize about having sex?”

“I guess.”

“Do you ever get a tingly feeling in the vaginal area? Mary Sue, when you get horny, you need to masturbate. If you want, I can help.”

“I don’t think I could stand you touching me.”

“That’s not what I meant. I want to demonstrate how to masturbate, not touch you.”

“I’m willing to watch.”

I put a towel on my bed. Got out my handy container of lube. On the bed, I lubed up my labia and fingers. I was going to use a technique Mary Sue could use. I slowly rubbed my clit with one hand while putting a single finger up my pussy. I was going to stop after one orgasm. This was going to leave me horny, not satisfied, but I wanted to see if Mary Sue could get herself off. After I got one insignificant orgasm, I said, "Your turn, Mary Sue."

“I can’t do that in front of you.”

“Ok, I’m going to take a shower. Here’s my tube of lube, and don’t forget to put a towel under your ass.” I gathered up my shower bag, slipped in my huge dildo at an angle so Mary Sue couldn’t see. At the university, when I was Andy, men had a community shower. Women had individual showers with a curtain for privacy. If you were an upperclassman and decided to live in a dorm, you had suites with one shower per suite.

Here is something no one will tell you: young women living together are hornier than hell. I suspect it was all the estrogen in the air. I loved coming into the community bathroom with my robe open at the top, exposing my breasts with my rock-hard nipples. Every time, I would get at least somebody to stare at my boobs and nipples.

The showers had shower curtains. I also loved taking off my robe and exposing my body before stepping into the shower. The water was running on me when a woman stepped into my stall. She looked down and said, “It’s even bigger than I was told.” With that, she started to play with my clit. “You don’t mind?”

I had a beautiful woman playing with my clit, kissing me very passionately. What's on your mind? I said, "Don't play with me if you aren't going to get me off." I got out my huge dildo, soaped it up, and put it up to the maximum depth. She (and I'll use she because I never learned her name) lay her head on my pubic area and flicked my erect clit with her tongue. I never had anybody go down on me like this. She worked her own pussy very hard. She had fingers on her clit and in her cunt. I don't know how many orgasms she had, but I had several very intense ones. After we finished, she gave me a long French kiss. I could taste my pussy. She said, "Same time next week?" She was definitely a giver.

I said, “You are kidding?”

“I never kid.” She went down on me almost every Saturday during my freshman year. I still don’t know her name. I would see her from time to time on campus. She would always greet me in the same way. She would lick her lips and wink at me.

When I got back to my room, Mary Sue was so excited. “Andi, I did it. I had my first orgasm. You were right, the pleasure was so intense. In fact, I had to stop because it became so sensitive.” In another life, I dated a virgin. I fingered her to her first orgasm. In the middle, she told me to stop. She said it was so intense she couldn’t stand it anymore. After several more finger fucks, she finally made it all the way through.

“Mary Sue, you need to masturbate anytime you feel horny. Eventually, you’ll be able to finish. What you need is a small dildo. Let me see what I can do about that.”

“I don’t think I want to stick anything up me.”

“You will. We need to go to lunch.”

When Mary Sue and I got back to our room, the phone rang. It was Jimmy. “I’ve been trying to call you on both your cell and your dorm phone.”

“Hi, Jimmy. We have no cell reception on this end of campus.”

“I drove in last night, and I’ve been dreaming about you.”

“I bet you have. Are those wet dreams?” Mary Sue’s ears really perked up when I said that.

“I really want to see you tonight.”

“I do to Jimmy. I’m really horny.” I looked over at Mary Sue and smiled.

“You know my dorm. Pick me up at 7. We’ll go out for dinner and maybe have a good fuck.” Mary Sue was so shocked that she turned her back to me.

When I got off the phone, I asked Mary Sue if there was any place she could go so Jimmy and I wouldn’t have to fuck in his truck.

Her answer surprised me: “Sure, but I want to watch.”

“How do you propose this?”

"I'll pretend to be asleep. You can tell Jimmy I'm a really sound sleeper. I wouldn't make a sound."

“So, Mary Sue, you want Jimmy and me to put on a live sex show for you? Haven’t you ever watched a porn video?”

“I’ve never seen sex on video. I’ll do a good job acting like I’m sleeping.” I told her we would be back at 8:30 sharp. My bed was across from hers. I explained to her where I was going to position myself so she got a really good view. I was going to start with Jimmy going down on me until I came. I was finished by my go-to position with Jimmy, the doggy position. I would cum several more times. Crazy as it sounded, it really turned me on setting up our sex show.

I told her one last thing, “Don’t gasp when you see the size of Jimmy’s cock.”

Mary Sue innocently said, “It can’t be that big.”

“Mary Sue, you could live five lifetimes and wouldn't see a cock that big,”

Of course, Jimmy was early. That was something I noticed about guys. If they thought there was pussy, they would be early. Dinner was on me. Jimmy was barely able to pay his tuition. In the middle of dinner, I handed Jimmy a blue pill. “What’s this for?”

It’s to make sure you have a hard dick for me all night.” He gladly took it. I really had to work to make sure we hit the 8:30 for our sex show. We parked in the dorm parking, and as I looked at my watch, I realized we were 10 minutes early.

“Jimmy, how about some nipple play?” I pulled up my top and unhooked my bra. Jimmy still remembers the technique I taught him. I actually thought I might cum by this alone. We were at my door room at exactly 8:30. I just hoped Mary Sue was ready.

As I opened the door, I was relieved to see Mary Sue in her bed with her head pointed toward my bed. “Jimmy said, “Damn Andi, your roommate is here.”

“She sleeps so soundly that I usually can’t wake her up. Do you want to fuck me or not?” That’s all Jimmy needed. He took off his clothes and exposed his mammoth dick. I had been fucking several guys with big dicks, but Jimmy looked so much bigger.

I lay down in my bed, positioned myself so Mary Sue could get a view of the “show”. I spread my legs and told Jimmy to go down on me and put three fingers up me. I looked over at Mary Sue and could see a reflection in her barely open eyes. As Jimmy went down on me, I smiled and winked at her. I closed my eyes and started to have the first of two orgasms from Jimmy’s tongue and fingers.

I decided to be more demonstrative than usual to help with the “show”. I got louder and louder during each of my orgasms. “Lick me harder, harder. Move your fingers faster, faster. Once I had finished, I told Jimmy I really needed to fuck him. I told him not to stop pumping me until I told him to stop. I assumed my doggy normal position. Mary Sue had a clear view of Jimmy penetrating my pussy. He was an artist with my cunt.

Slowly, he entered me and then moved that huge purple cock head in and out. Again, I almost instantly orgasmed. Jimmy kept this shallow in and out until he knew I was done with my first orgasm. He then penetrated me deeper till he hit my G-spot. He continued till I orgasmed again. He shot a huge load of cum in me. Wow, that had started to feel better and better. This whole time, I was jacking off my clit. I turned to Jimmy and said, “Keep going. Now really fuck me.” He pumped me like a wild man, slamming my cervix. I had a couple more great orgasms as Jimmy came again.

“I came a second time. I’ve never cum twice.”

“That was the blue pill, Jimmy. Just lie here a little while, and we’ll repeat this again.”

We just lay there as Jimmy played with my boobs. I said, “Suck my nipples like I taught you.” Jimmy leaned over and sucked my nipples just as I taught him. I was starting to get aroused again. I thought if I was going to put on a show, let’s put on a show. I leaned over and started to give Jimmy’s cum covered cock head. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, but I wasn’t going to do this very often. I had never given Jimmy head before, and his dick got instantly hard.

I told Jimmy to go down to me again. I thought he would balk at doing this with my cum soaked pussy. Not Jimmy, he was like a dog with a bone. Once again, he put several fingers up me and stroked my G spot. I looked over at Mary Sue, smiled, winked again, and saw her eyes were wider than they had been earlier. After cumming two times, I got in the doggy position, and Jimmy got me off several more times. I lost count. I could tell Jimmy came again, but this time, very strained.

Jimmy and I lay on my bed for the better part of an hour, with Jimmy touching me. "Well, Jimmy, what do you think of the magic blue pill?"

“I hope I can use that every time we fuck.”

"I think that can be arranged. I've got to get up early to go to church. I'll walk you out." Jimmy was nice enough not to make me get dressed to walk him out.

“I’ll talk to you later. I’m leaving in the morning for St. Louis.” I kissed him lightly, and he was gone.

After Jimmy walked out the door, Mary Sue raised her head.“What’d you think, Mary Sue?”

“That isn’t normal sex, is it?”

I laughed. “No, Mary Sue. I put on a little show for you.”

“I could feel my vagina contract as you were orgasming.”

“My bet is you are really horny.”

“I think so.”

“Go ahead and bring yourself off.”

“I couldn’t do it in front of you.”

“I have a sleep mask. Put it on, stay under the covers, and have at it.” I gave her the sleep mask and was surprised that she put it on and started to finger herself. As she started to strain, I put my hand under her cover and started to play with her pussy. She jumped, and I told her to relax. I slowly eased my middle finger up her very tight, wet pussy. Even with my small fingers, I could hit her G-spot. Her head pushed back against her pillow, and her breathing grew louder.

I decided to go for broke. I leaned over and started to kiss her. She didn’t pull away. I put my tongue in her mouth and explored it. Mary Sue said, “What’s that salty taste?”

“Jimmy’s cum.” That was it. She grabbed my head and squeezed it. I reached for one of her small breasts and played with her nipple. She had a really intense orgasm.

After I said, “Mary Sue, you just had a great orgasm. What did you think?”

“I’m embarrassed. You were kissing me and had a finger up me, and I really enjoyed it.”

“Don’t ever be embarrassed getting pleasure. You should be happy you’re able to orgasm so easily. Ten percent of all women never get an orgasm in their entire lives. It took me a while to learn to orgasm so easily. My bet is that you are going to be multi orgasmic before you know it.”

“I just don’t think I could ever have sex with a man.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. My bet is that before the school year is out, you are going to have an orgasm with a guy penetrating you.”

“I just don’t think I can do that.”

“Just trust me. The more orgasms you have, the easier and better they get.” I then gave her a big French kiss. To my surprise, she French kissed me back.

Over the next few months, I heard Mary Sue masturbating. From the sounds she made, it was obvious her orgasms were getting stronger.