Sex is an integral part of any relationship. When I write about the details of sexual experiences I’ve had, I’m basing these stories off the memories I have of specific women and the intensity of the moments we shared. Most of the sex in my life that reached epic levels was with women that I was actually dating and cared about. While I believe first-time sex can be underrated and is also great, building a comfort level with a partner tends to lend itself to higher levels of enjoyment over time. I think that the first time I sleep with someone, I know whether the potential is there for something magical to eventually develop.

I describe myself as dominant in bed, but this is not something I have always been. I used to wait for girls to want to suck my cock, wait for them to offer to be on top. I would ask them what they wanted next because I genuinely thought that was the respectful way to have sex. Becoming a male stripper really changed my view on sex in general. Learning to become dominant and controlling was probably my biggest difference in bed. When I start talking to a girl that I’m seriously interested in, I want to learn her body, want to memorize the feel of her skin under my hands, want to hear every sound that escapes her lips as we’re intimate together. I want to learn the way to make her cum. I want to be her Daddy in bed, and I want her to be my Dirty Little Slut. Call it role play if you think it needs a box, but that’s what I’m looking for.

It’s not uncommon for a girl to tell a guy that he’s the best she’s ever had. Girls will fake orgasms through entire relationships and will tell guys they’re amazing in bed when they’re anything but. What I have learned in my experience is that what girls cannot fake, cannot lie about, cannot change, is the look they have on their faces when the sex they just had changed their lives. It took me years of learning about women—learning about what they want, learning how to please them—to be on the receiving end of that look. I say this because you aren’t stuck with what you’re given; it can be learned over time by pushing boundaries, getting out of your comfort zone, and having lots and lots of sex. I wasn’t “bad” at sex for years—I could certainly make girls cum—but having the skill, determination, and passion necessary to get The Look is not easily won by a long shot.

We had been annoying each other recently, and she was mad at me for something. I was going to go to prison soon, which was obviously creating a lot of stress on our relationship. Despite the stress, the sex had always been amazing, and she had already perfected being my dirty little slut. She sucked daddy’s cock every morning, and I could make her cum whenever I wanted. This particular afternoon I’d just gotten back to her apartment and she was giving me attitude, really acting like a brat. I knew my little slut well. She needed daddy’s dick to calm her down. I wasn’t shy about telling her when she needed to be dicked down, so I grabbed her by the throat and went to kiss her. Then I spit down her throat. Did she react with shock, revulsion, and horror? No. She smiled. She knew what was coming.

I shoved her on the couch and pulled my shirt off. I grabbed the hem off the shirt she was wearing and lifted, exposing her beautiful giant tits. I went ahead and took off her shorts, but I left her thong on. I wasn’t done with that yet. I got on top of her and pressed our mouths together, tongues sliding sensually as I deepened the kiss. I grabbed her ass as she writhed against me, every breath a reflection of how badly she wanted daddy’s cock. I kissed my way down her shaking body and sucked on her breasts, tongue swirling around her hardening nipples. Between my feast on her gorgeous tits, I asked her if she wanted daddy to eat her tight little pussy. Her voice, just a whisper thick with lust, said, “Yes, daddy.” I told her I would, but she knew had to follow the rules. The rules were that daddy was going to tease her until she couldn’t stand it. I wouldn’t lick her clit until she begged me to do it.

I breathed against her panties and could already taste her soaking through the material. I kissed my way down her inner thighs, sucked on the lips of her pussy. So close to the clit, but still so far. Finally, I nibbled on her panties and slid them off her with my teeth. There was daddy’s favorite pussy, glistening and slick with tasty wetness. She still wasn’t begging for me to lick her clit—she was playing hard to get—so I blew on it, ran the tip of my nose over it as the delayed gratification intensified. She was moving her legs and tightening her grip on my head, her hand grabbing my hair and positioning my mouth exactly where she wanted it. She tried to push my tongue into her pussy, but I still wouldn’t do it. The little slut needed to learn her lesson. She needed to beg.

She was getting seriously into it, as was I. Just teasing her, licking and sucking my way across her body, was enough to bring her to the edge of orgasm. She begged daddy to let her cum, and I couldn’t deny my little slut her reward for asking so nicely. I had never made a girl cum during foreplay before, especially without ever licking her clit. She came so fucking hard, body quaking against mine, and it was so fucking hot. She gave me The Look, the one that says, “What did you just do to me?” My favorite look in the world.

I immediately made her get on her knees and pulled out my cock. She started sucking it without hesitation; she truly loved sucking daddy’s cock. After she sucked it for a few minutes on the couch, I told her to stop. I went and grabbed a bar stool, and she knew exactly what was coming next. She was on the sixth floor of a seven-story apartment building with a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked downtown. Her apartment happened to be on one of the busiest streets in town. Anyone could’ve looked up and seen us, and just the thought alone made the situation hotter. I sat down on the stool in front of the window where she continued to suck daddy’s cock. Unable to restrain myself for another taste, I picked her up and lifted her legs over my shoulders so her pussy was in my face. I smashed her ass and back against the window as she held the top of my head for support. She was nervous she would fall, but I was plenty strong enough to hold her up. Eating her pussy like this was everything: my cock and body exposed for the world to see, her sitting on my shoulders with her cum dripping down my chin. I ate her out against the window until she came a second time. The whole situation was too hot; she couldn’t resist.

I put her down, bent her over, and finally let her have my cock. At this point it was soaked with her spit, so my dick slid home easily. I pounded her hard for the attitude she had earlier, her tits bouncing back and forth with my momentum. I like to imagine the people driving by saw us and were impressed. She reached under her pussy and grabbed my balls as she often did when we fucked, playing with them while I pounded her. She started rubbing her clit, and I could tell she was close to cumming. My good little slut begged daddy to allow her to come again, so I told her it would be allowed, but only if she got on her knees and sucked it all off me. She came almost the instant I told her that.

After she sucked all her cum off my cock, we moved to the bed. I got on top of her and fucked her deeply, hands around her throat while telling her how much I liked my little slut soaking wet, how nicely my thick, hard cock was swallowed up by her hungry pussy. I got out her dildo and turned on the vibration. She put it on her clit while she begged me to pound her harder. She asked me to cum with her, but I wasn’t done with her yet. As soon as I told her this, she came again, but this time without my permission. This meant she needed more punishment. I couldn’t allow this; my little slut has to beg me to cum, not just do it on her own. The rules were clear.

I got on my back and she knelt between my legs. Daddy had been disobeyed, and she knew she needed to make up for it. She gagged on my cock as I grabbed the back of her head and bounced it up and down. I thought about cumming, but four orgasms for her just wasn’t enough. I took her off my cock and bent her over. I started eating her out from behind, and I grabbed her dildo to help. It had a clit stimulator on the front that had a little suction cup—highly recommended, by the way, as this dildo made her cum a lot. I started eating her out while using the dildo. It wasn’t long before she was begging me to cum again. She had been a good girl while she was gagging on daddy, so I decided to be nice and let her cum while I ate her ass.

Once she had cum again, I was ready to fuck her some more. I got behind her and started pounding, and by now she was leaving actual puddles of cum. Feeling the moment, I pulled out and slid the dildo in her pussy instead. I asked her where it was. “It’s in my ass, daddy,” she moaned. “I love it in my ass, daddy, while your cock pounds my pussy.” Each word punctuated with a thrust. Hearing her tell me that I had the dildo in her ass while I fucked her pussy really turned me on. I didn’t know she’d snuck another dildo into play, already had it in her ass, but I guess she had. The dildo in her ass gave her new life, so she quickly came again. I was ready to cum myself, but this sex had been too good. I needed a fun, memorable way to let her have it.

I grabbed her bigger dildo—this thing was rather large—and I fucked her with it while she sucked my aching cock. As I got close to cumming, I told her not to swallow it, that she had to keep it in her mouth. I pulled my cock out and jerked it off right over her face. She was begging for it now, wanted it so badly. I stuck my cock in her mouth right as I hit the peak. She almost choked on it as I squirted, utterly spent, but she did what I said and kept it in her mouth. I pulled the dildo out of her pussy and made her spit all my cum on it, then I pushed it back inside of her and fucked her with it until she came.

Seven orgasms later, we were finally done. The look she gave me after isn’t something that can be faked. The Look. She didn’t even need to say anything since I was experiencing the same high, the same earth-shattering sense of wonder and blissful contentment. Sex like this doesn’t just fall into your lap. It’s a rare reward, and it’s something that has to be earned.