Confessions of a sex god. Part 1

I'm different than most men. Most men I think want to fuck as many women as possible. They want to rack up the notches. Not, me. Not because I'm a particularly nice guy. I just believe that EVERY woman has a breaking point, a point at which she is so turned on she will become a willing sex slave. So for me the thrill isn't in the notches, it's about the degrees. You can't master the degrees with casual sexual experiences.

I don't know where to begin. My very first sexual experiences involved sisters. I won't talk about that because we were young, but it did undoubtedly start a powerful theme in my life. I won't talk about the neighbors wife with the huge tits that she used to shove my face in them when she was cutting my hair and smiled at my erections, remarking once, "Wow, that's bigger than my husband's."

I will start with Darius. When I was young, I worked with a guy named Darius. Darius gave me the most powerful sexual advice I would ever get. You see, D's girl was HOT. D knew it. Everybody knew it and we told him this a respectful way. D, smirked and said "I turned her out. No one had hit that properly before me."

My ears perked up, "What do you mean?", I asked intrigued. He told me as sexy as she was, she refused to give head or have sex doggy style because she thought it was degrading. "So, what did you do?" D told me as he wanted to hit it from behind so he told her to flip over. She said, "No, I don't do that." So in a commanding tone he told her, "I said, turn you ass over and put your fucking head down." She gasped, followed his command, and had a screaming orgasm. D, said she loved it. This classy beautiful woman got off on his control.

I had to try it. It just resonated with me. I was only 18. I had lost my virginity right after my 18th birthday and the sex was lousy. She was classy, cute, but very conservative. We had just broken up and I was seeing a new girl.

We met a college. I'm a pretty charming guy and I hit on a lot of the women. One day as I'm walking out of the quad. I hear this accent, "Hey, what's up? Are you just going to walk by and not say hi?" I start to laugh, because this voice was mocking me. That's MY line. I turn and there she is, posing in my signature stance with a smirk on her face. I'm impressed. I don't know who she saw me hitting on but she nailed it. Her name was Elizabeth, everybody called her Queen.

I remember being impressed. She was pretty, a solid 7. She had a great athletic body and a big smile that matched her personality. She was Kenyan and she spoke with a fantastic but mild accent. I can't recall our first date or what led up to our first sexual experience, but I do remember the sex. I also remember her telling me her first love had to wait a year to be intimate with her and that I should expect a long wait.

Fast forward two weeks. The first time we tried to have sex was after class. We went to my place and ended up with her straddling me on my couch. We kissed, I kissed her neck. I took my time and caressed her body until she shuddered. We took off her top, she said "No, sex". I smiled and sucked her nice tits. They were full C Cups. As I licked and sucked her nipples she started to make this low whining sound, almost a quiet whimper. I squeezed her ass over her jeans for a while as the sound's she made became louder. I told her to take off her pants, "Ok, no sex." I smiled.

I had been teasing her for two weeks. I knew she was ready to break. When she took off her pants she straddled me again and I went to work on her breasts. I reached around from behind and touched her pussy every so slightly and stopped immediately. Her hips were grinding she need more. I whispered in a mocking tone, "No sex." She shot me a dirty look. I finally gave in and touched her again. I slid her aside on to the couch. I turned to her and unveiled my dick. She didn't say anything but she got a WTF look on her face blinked a lot for a couple of seconds. Without a word she started to awkwardly suck it. She lacked rhythm and the technique but she was very enthusiastic.

I pushed her back and ran my tongue over her clit. Her entire body fucking shook. I turned her so I could enter her from behind. I placed my engorged dick near her wet pussy and she tried to push back. It wouldn't go in. She told me, it's been a year since she's had sex and I'm much bigger than her ex. It wouldn't go. She literally would not open up and we tried for a good half hour before we gave up. She was embarrassed, but I was cool. The girl had really tried. Besides it took forever to open up my first sexual partner, so it was nothing really new.

She came back two days later after class and she told me to shove it in, no matter what. That time we did get her open and it was good. The tension from the previous attempt fueled a vigorous sex session. From that point forward all we did was fuck. She had her first orgasm, right about the time I had my fateful conversation with D.

I had to test D's theory. I was afraid. I knew our sex was really good and I knew this intrigued me to no end. I was on my couch when she came in. She kneeled in front me and pulled out my dick. She started sucking. I stood up when I got excited. She looked up at me and said "If you cum in my mouth, I'm going to kill you." This was it, this was my moment. My heart was racing, but I kept my cool. I looked her in the eye and said, "What did you say to me?" She looked shocked, her mouth agape, hand on my dick. "Suck that fucking dick", I barked in a stern voice. For one maybe two seconds which felt like an eternity, I thought she might flip and punch me in the balls.

What happened next was a game changer. She let out an audible almost orgasmic sound and proceeded to inhale that dick, sucking for all she was worth. She didn't have the skill to get that cum out but she wanted it so desperately. I bent that round African ass over my couch. She was soaking wet and panting like a fucking animal. I barely got it in and she came. I kept fucking her wet wet pussy until she was screaming and she came again, shaking and shuddering. The second time I followed her closely with my own orgasm.

Fucking D!!! It worked, it really worked. Not only did I not get punched in the balls. She loved it. She was more hooked than ever before. I loved the rush. I loved the control. I didn't fully understand the transformation to come but my journey to becoming a sex god had begun. Part 2, cumming soon.