This is a fictional story told by Max J. Clayton.

I’ve thought a ton about this for more than 10 years, since I found myself celibate. 

What was the best sex I ever had?

Was it the woman who took my virginity?

I mean, when I got laid the first time, I thought about it, if your better at it, you get a better chance of a requested repeated performance. 

That’s why I don’t get men who are terrible lays. I’ve heard about it so many times with the women in my life. 

One pump chump.

Thinks he’s gotta finish in 8 sec like riding a bull.

Shit like that. 

I studied sex. I figure if I feed on sex, why wouldn’t I want the best orgasm possible from a woman?

Who gave me the best feeding I ever had and what made it so good?

Do I think about kink or fetishes, or was it the love I had with them?

There are women who have requested shit I wouldn’t do to farm animal. 

Requested.

What’s wrong with a man who makes love with you without the fetish?

I get it, and I don’t.

The shit we did was hot as fuck and I fed like never before.

But who was the best?

I don’t actually know, nor do I give a fuck about the question.

Each had something unique about them, and that’s what I keyed in on.

Each orgasm, each feeding, was something different and that’s what I loved about each of them. 

Who’s next?