My former lover had the most majestic cock and was incredibly sensual and sexual. It’s been years, yet when I close my eyes to masturbate, he’s still the only thing I think of.

He loved to lay me down in missionary, then tease me with his giant mushroom head. The devilish smirk that would dance on his lips while watching me writhe and beg for all of him was one of the most intoxicating things I have ever witnessed. It would also make me gush because I knew that meant he was about to ram me mercilessly - shoving his whole length into me as hard aus he possibly could. And every single fucking time he did that, I would gasp because the balance of pleasure and pain was so unique and exquisite that I never wanted it to end.

He would stay like that for what seemed like an eternity (but was probably like 30 seconds) and grind in me. It He enjoyed watching my face as it transformed from registering pain to experiencing intense pleasure. Then he started slowly…deliberately…agonizingly…devastatingly pulling himself out - a tiny bit at a time - until he was fully out with just his tip teasing me ever so slightly…before slamming back into me with such force that the headboard would dent the drywall.

I honestly don’t think I can count the number of times I’ve cum on that man’s cock but I can tell you that he made me cum 17 times the first night we met. Sadly, he’s no longer around. And I find myself longing for that oh so special feeling of being stretched, filled and almost destroyed.

My last post was quite different and garnered me some very lovely subs. And I’ve had a blast playing with them, but now it’s my turn to be dominated. Ideal man would be able to host close to hollywood, over 6’3”, older than 28 and objectively large where it counts.

I received over 400 replies to my last post so if you want me to notice yours, a coherent statement (rather than the word equivalent of a grunt) would go a long way.

Can’t wait to play!