Mindblowing, unreal sex with a Fetlife stranger has left me speechless... How will I ever get over it!?

I (28F) am a very sexual person and have had encounters with many people in my life. Short term, long term, flings, friends with benefits, threesomes, BDSM, parties, whatever, I have tried a lot of things. I am a Fetlife user but I mostly use it to attend munches and swamps and parties with friends and never use it for dating or casual sex. Until last night.

A few weeks ago, a man (30M) messaged me on Fet introducing himself and saying he lives in my area and was looking for mates and dates nearby. I thought nothing of it; I get hundreds of messages on there and usually they're from low-effort accounts with awful dick pics and not much else so I ignore them. But he was different. His profile seemed normal to me, just photos of him smiling on the beach, enjoying life. He had a short bio about being dominant and mentioned a few of his interests which seemed to align more with my younger self's desires (I am more of a Domme now I am older), but nonetheless I was intrigued.

We exchanged a few messages on Fet, but honestly, I am awful at replying to messages so the conversation never got too deep and eventually I suggested switching to Whatsapp. After a few more sporadic messages, he invited me over one night but I was on a date with someone else and I never made it. Yesterday I was nursing a 2 day hangover and woke up from a nap late in the evening, and had another invitation from him. I cautiously accepted, although going to a strange man's house is NOT something I usually do without meeting in public first. It was reckless of me, but I was so excited.

When I tell you the chemistry was unreal, I mean you could palpate it in the air. He had bought wine and vodka and made sure I was comfortable, the perfect host. But his eye contact and the easy conversation had me obsessed so quickly I felt like I'd get whiplash. The conversation quickly became flirty, and he kept saying things like he loved my eyes and lips, he liked what he saw, he appreciated my intelligence, he had already made his mind up about me...

At one point he called himself an 'alpha' and I genuinely laughed and teased him about it playfully, as a lot of men say this, but it's rarely ever true. A lot of men think they are an alpha, but they are not. This one, though, was the most undeniably alpha male I've ever fucked, and let me tell you exactly why.

1. He made the first move, wasn't afraid of inching up the sofa to be closer to me. What is it with fake alphas who think they will look weak if they come to you? It's the opposite. It's attractive as fuck when a man takes that step and makes his desire known.

2. He kissed me ever so softly, then let me lead and direct how passionate it would become. He knows I'm a switch and also have a dominant side, and wasn't afraid to allow me to have a little control.

3. He spoke openly and candidly about my interests (he actually got my Fetlife profile up so he could go through my kinks and limits and make sure he knew exactly what I'd like and dislike), and it wasn't awkward at all.

4. He was confident but not in a controlling or cocky way, there was just a self assured air about him. No arrogance, just a genuine confidence. Like he knew himself and what he wanted and didn't need anyone else's approval or reassurance.

5. He played me for control. Literally.

He said he'd always been dominant, but that I intrigued him so much he was willing to relinquish his dominance to me if I beat him at cards. He genuinely got out a deck of cards and some poker chips and we played a few rounds of chance. It went back and forth for a while, but eventually I had all the chips in front of me and he told me he'd do whatever I asked. Whatever I told him, he'd have to obey. I found myself incredibly overwhelmed and my brain went blank. I can dominate a man til the cows come home, but for some reason I had ZERO ideas when faced with this true, alpha dominant offering himself up on a plate. Until that point, I hadn't been sure if we were going to have sex or not, but now I knew for sure.

All I could think of was that I love using baby oil in sex, and my back was aching. So, I told him to give me a massage, and he took me upstairs to fulfil my request. It was slow and sensual, and he seemed to instinctively know which parts of my back needed attention.

Of course, one thing led to another and before long he was inside me, asking for instructions on what I wanted him to do, since I was the one in charge. I felt every ounce of strength disappearing from my psyche.I melted into his touch until I was a total puddle. For some reason, his cock just felt incredible inside me, unlike anything I've ever felt. He wasn't overly large but perhaps the angle of he penis was just so that it was so intensely pleasurable. I almost came just from penetration which is unheard of for me. Soon, he was taking it out so he could cum all over my tits. There was so. Much. Cum. It was everywhere. He helped me clean it up.

We cuddled for a while afterwards, he asked permission to rub my back and I gratefully accepted his touches. He wasn't afraid to be affectionate and caring, like some fake alphas may have been. We kissed, we cuddled. I eventually said I had to leave and asked him to pass me my clothes, to which he said no. I laughed, unbothered, and relaxed back into the affection.

Then, in a sort of meandering, lazy way, he kissed me a hundred times, beginning at my mouth, working his way down my neck, my torso, to my pussy, with his tongue gently flicking against my clit. The sensation was unreal, like he had some kind of miracle tongue. I've never enjoyed oral, and thought for years it was just a personal preference, but after him going down on me, I realise now it's because nobody was doing it quite right before. His fingers played with my pussy while he licked, spreading me wide open, sinking deep inside me, giving me so much pleasure I was moaning louder and louder.

And then he was inside me again, his cock filling me so deliciously. I was a quivering wreck beneath him, begging him to fill every inch of me with his cock. This time he came inside me, and carried on pounding away so I could feel how much cum there was again. He was kissing me softly as his cock softened, his fingers replacing it to push deep inside me.

That was the best bit. It was like he knew my body better than I did. I came almost instantly, as soon as he started, although I dont think he would have minded doing it for longer. No man has ever touched me the way he did, drawing the orgasm out of me as if it was simply his to take. When my moans got closer together and my hips were bucking he didn't change what he was doing, he just got more intense. Usually for a man to make me orgasm it takes ages and ages and I'm tensed up, almost trying to force my body to cum. But with him, it happened so quickly, with no tension in my legs, just pure, unadulterated pleasure that swallowed me whole. He made me squirt, which is something I've only done once or twice before. My body spasmed as his fingers worked their magic, two inside me and his thumb (I assume, though I wasn't looking, and it may just have been his palm) against my clit. I've never cum so hard in my life. I didn't feel like me any more. I felt like I had been reborn.

I told him straight up that I never expected to orgasm that night, that nobody had ever made me cum like that, and especially not the first time meeting someone. His response was 'well, clearly they weren't trying hard enough.'

God, he knew all the right things to say.

He wanted me to stay, but I didn't. When I left, we made brief promises to see each other again, but honestly, I was in such a daze I could barely even walk straight. I don't remember much else. I remember thinking 'how will I ever settle for anything else after that?'. He just raised the bar so much I will never accept anything less. In fact, I don't think I'll ever want to fuck another man again.

Now, it's the next day and even the 'post nut clarity' hasn't changed my thoughts. I am still mindblown that it can be THAT amazing straight away. What did I do to deserve this? I can't wait to see him again. I will probably message him later, because I don't want to seem too keen. Fuck.

TLDR; Had the best sex of my life with a perfect stranger from Fetlife who made me cum harder than I ever have before, and now can't imagine ever settling for anything or anyone else.