This is the dream that changed my life and is all I can think about. I remember being aware of a dark room with, soft white carpet, warm, while the air was slightly cool. I realized I was naked, my nipples and cock erect and my skin felt electrified. I took a step and there was a bed in front of me, curtains drawn, a silhouette of some furniture, and a simple rocking chair. Glowing green eyes gave way to brilliant long black hair, plush lips, and the softest white skin I'd ever seen. She said her name was Amelia and that she was my mistress. That I will now do as she says. A slight shiver travels my spine followed by me instinctively kissing her tantalizing red lips as the world folds away and the sensation of the kiss becomes my entire being. I was vaguely aware of her guiding me to the edge of the bed and a pillow being placed just below my face. Her nails traced along my thighs, my cock stiffening Hard. She giggled, like the sound of wind chimes coasting over a deeper melody. Everything she did was perfect. Not good, not great, My mind said she was, in her own element, mastery incarnate. I felt her breath a hair width away from my balls as her voice entered my head almost sympathetically. "After today you will never be the same"

Her tongue prodded against my ass. Gently, insistently until she was inside, the sensation was a rush of warmth that was almost overwhelming. Like your entire life, all sensation, breathing, feeling, sound, sight - the intensity is all filtered through a garden hose and she turned that into a fire hose. She continued to tongue my ass and instead of feeling self-conscious, it felt like she was exposing every bit of me to the world, but not the world. She was my world and I was being shaped by her desires. Time passed by in this embrace until I began to feel a tremor around my tailbone and heat begin to build. Her musical laughter again. "Not yet sweetie."

She withdrew and I felt her stand up behind me. I couldn't even see her but I could feel her perfection as if it was being shouted throughout the room, echoing off the walls, the softness of her skin, the fluidity of her movements, the curve of her beckoning pelvis, and the huge cock attached to her pelvis - the cock? A knot formed in my stomach but my ass remained open. Hungry even. I wanted this. I wanted this completely. There was a clink as she removed the lid off of a porcelain cup and rubbed an intoxicating exotic ointment that smelled like spices of a distant land, a warm desert breeze, and the softness of a rose petal. "This is called Soma, it is a sacred nectar." I could feel the thrill coursing under her perfectly taught muscles as she slathered it all over her cock.

Amelia put her hands around my hips with the same dexterity she did everything, where I wasn't sure if she was the most skilled craftsman of all time and I was bearing witness to the hands of a master or the touch was made with such tenderness the way you would touch an object beloved more than anything in the universe. She pushed, gently, inserting the tip of herself against my ass, feeling my insides yield to her girth and a warmth diffuse through my entire being. The weight of her against my backside felt like the restoration of a part of me that had been missing my whole life. She bottomed out and I saw stars. Her nails left faint marks trailing down my back as her enchanting laughter echoed through the room again. "Are you ready?" She picked up the pace and began to FUCK me. This was no longer 2 people exploring each other. This was me yielding to the unstoppable force of Amelia. The way a willow tree bends in a hurricane while a mighty oak tree would get shattered. It did not matter if I was the brightest log in a bonfire, what is an ember when it is placed inside an ocean? She continued forcefully thrusting her massive cock in and out of me, all the way in, all the way out, as I takes the entire unbearable length of the shaft in my ass, over and over and over again. Soon an entire hour can pass by of nothing but rough anal pounding. Eventually, however, all of the slightest discomfort and apprehension vanishes and I feel a strange little tingling at the back of my torso... it's the beginning of a sensation beyond words. "You're about to experience the true pleasure of man baby" It's a fiery, explosive detonation of pleasure and ecstasy, and it lasts for minutes. I'm quivering, shaking, trembling like a mess. I don't know who I am, what I am, where I am. This feeling is beyond great, beyond words. A pleasure so mind-bending I don't know if humans were meant to feel it.

She speaks again as my spine starts to vibrate like a jet engine. "One orgasm is only the beginning. When a man cum's from his penis, he can only have one orgasm every once in a while, but anal orgasms have no such limitations. He can cum over and over again. The first anal orgasm is like a dam breaking, and afterward, several more come flooding out in rapid succession. He promptly has a second anal orgasm, and then a third, and then a fourth. The sky is the limit. He can have so many damn orgasms he loses track of them all. Each one is more intense, pleasurable, and overpowering than the one before it. He forgets all about the anal pain and ascends into a new realm of only pleasure and joy. It feels better than anything he's ever felt before. It's anal heaven."

Hours passed. I dissolved into light, The orgasms were beyond what I could handle. I didn't exist. Amelia didn't exist, only a space of transcendental bliss powered by her masterful touch. Her laughter echoes again - like the bells on a church to signal the end of a war - so, so, sweet. " You will crave this" I came again with an explosion of light and woke up, in my bed, with my spine vibrating like crazy, my cock throbbing and I saw balls of light in the darkness of my room the way I did after turning off the lights as a kid. I moved my hand to my ass and it was nearly as wide as it was in the dream, touching my tailbone was like getting struck with a lightning bolt - imagine your back going out, where you have to absolutely surrender all control, yet instead of pain, it was extraordinary pleasure. I started to cum like crazy, completely covering my sheets with an amount of cum that shocked me. I touched my ass a few more times, experiencing a diminished sensation of the thunderbolt, yet still so intense I didn't know to weep with joy or cry from the overstimulation.

I'm not new to meditation, to yoga, to breathwork, even to tantra. I've read books that would be overlooked in the modern era but still consider myself grounded in reality. This was so far outside of anything I'd ever imagined in my life. Female domination is a concept I've flirted with in my life, but it has never felt like the "factory default setting" until now. Days later it is all my mind can think about. It did not go away after orgasm but only intensified, so here I am. I want to worship at the temple of femininity. Connect heart and soul. Through years of self-development - I've learned to move my body through jiu jitsu, kickboxing, and yoga, studying for years in the States, undertaking a 500-hour course in Bolivia for Kundalini Yoga, spending months in Brazil training and taking that to England to continue. I studied Kinesiology at a university, moving into things like Pilates, animal flow, and progressively more obscure forms of art. Deep down I wanted to know what made people tick. flow. Deeper down I wanted to animate something in my own being.

I'm not going to pretend to be humble about things. I'm attractive, highly intelligent, tall, fit, take excellent care of myself, have years of honing myself as a lover not as a slut, but as someone committed to another with a desire for self-mastery, studying tantra, learning erotic massage, reading book upon book on oral pleasure. I am confident there is no skill I cannot come close to mastering - but writing this is easy, every man is a legend in a part of his mind. Test me. Give me shit. Allow me to navigate the rough waters so that I may swim in your affection.

My ideal partner takes care of herself, deftly navigates life, and holds a resonance to what I've written.

If you've read this, feel free to introduce yourself, perhaps give me 2 truths and a lie. I love that game.