We all have those sexual experiences and partners - the ones we can’t forget about. The ones we think - did he just ruin me? Will sex ever feel the same with anyone else? Was that the best I ever had? Or was he the second or third best? Regardless- they are memorable AF, hard to forget and leave me wanting that experience over and over again.

There’s nothing crazy about how I met one of the absolute best sexual partners I’ve ever had.

It was a week of chatting on a dating app. He had some cute photos, was up to some interesting stuff, and left me very curious. Is he legit? Is he really that tall? Did he live the life he said he did?

I had a pressed schedule for my time in Montreal, and yet we both were able to agree to meet for cocktails. Typical first date, good hair, makeup and dress on my part. And he was well groomed, his presence was much larger in life than I anticipated. We sat at the bar, height and stature no longer mattering. After a couple cocktails he offered me a ride home - I lived close, but it was a tad too cold to walk home in a sweater dress with thigh high slits.

Of course I invited him up, the man was a dream. 6’6, broad shoulders, all muscle (like All!!!), huge arms, legs like that of a Greek god, a genuine smile, well kept hair and beard. He made me feel absolutely tiny. We didn’t waste too much time when we got inside - though I did give him the chance to make himself comfortable on my couch, got him some sparkling water and then straddled him while we made out. God, his lips. Just delicious.

He was ready to undress me, and I enjoyed standing in front of him as he pulled my dress off - and he’s the type of man to really appreciate the lingerie I was wearing. The chemistry was so right between us. I didn’t think it would be possiblr - but he insisted on picking me up. Being a thicker than most woman, I had my doubts but without a thought he easily picked all of me up. And I did what was right, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me into my bedroom and laid me onto my bed.

He absolutely devoured and dominated me in bed. He took his time, kissing everywhere. The foreplay was so intense, making me drip, and with it we discussed everything we liked. His cock was huge, just perfect for me, not insanely huge but I need a big cock to fill me Up. And his thickness just perfect, barely wrapping my hand around him I knew I was going to be stretched out tonight. He started putting me in every position he wanted, he had me on all fours to folded up like a pretzel. But then he held me, he wrapped his huge arms around me, with me on my back but lifted up because of his arms. And then he dove deep inside me, holding me and using me as his perfect pussy to fuck. It was the most incredible sex. The way he felt, how deep, his thrusting, him making me feel weightless, and him telling me how good he felt inside me. I felt him continuously stretch me out. It was complete bliss, he made me have so many orgasms, I couldn’t keep count - and God, did he ever cum.

We cuddled in bed after he first came, and had a very open conversation about what we like sexually, our kinks, what’s important. The conversation lead to round two. My mind was blown, not only is this man just incredible, has stretched my pussy out to new depths, but he can keep up with my insatiable sex drive? I loved being fucked by him, I loved knowing he was stretching out my pussy for his own use. I loved calling him Daddy, giving in completely for him to use as he wants. And eventually we both were cumming together.

This incredible man, who I call my Daddy now, he completely lit me up sexually. And I feel like so much of my expression now is because of that night. He opened my pussy up for himself but also my mind to so openly share and explore my kinks with him. And no, of course he doesn’t know I’ve written all this about him. But he loves having me as his lil girl, and constantly reminds me how perfect my pussy is (and some of the best he’s ever had).

Back to our time together, in the morning as it was his time to leave. I was sitting on the couch and he came stood in front of me, unzipped his jeans and fed his big thick cock into my mouth. I sucked him just long enough to keep him nice and hard. I loved how he knew he could have his way with me before he had to take off.

I’m craving his whole presence, body and dick. there’s comfort in being able to submit to him; knowing I can and want to, is so liberating. I can’t wait to see him soon - and provide every part of myself for his endless use.