Diary Of A Puck Bunny

The first time I saw Connor McDavid was the day I was moving into my new apartment in Edmonton. It was a quaint 2 bedroom apartment on the corner of 105 Ave. NW and 123 Street NW in Westmont, now to all of you US girls you would never understand how the streets in Canada work. I would know I had a hard time adjusting to actual street names instead of numbers at first. The apartment was a five-minute drive to Rogers Place and it cost me a pretty penny.

I didn’t know Connor lived in the same building. He offered to help me get stuff up to my apartment. I said sure, I had a guy buy me a bottle of white wine and Connor and I drank through half the bottle before I offered to order Chinese food and he offered to help me finish unpacking my kitchen.

I miss labeled kitchen with all of my clothes and the first thing he pulled out of that box was a pair of black lace Victoria’s Secret underwear. I laughed at my own embarrassment.

He just looked at them with anything but innocent eyes. I never thought I would see a man look at one piece of clothing with so much lust in his eyes.

We were still sitting on the floor laughing. I leaned in closer to him and kissed him. He was such a good kisser like you wish your first kiss could be with him kind of kiss.

I didn't hook up with him until two weeks later after he won a game against Calgary. He didn't have practice in the morning so I invited him for a nightcap and we ended up having sex until the morning.

They are right about one thing. Hockey players do have amazing stamina. “Can go hard for 60 minutes and still be ready for overtime.” Is what they say, right?

Normally unlike what I did with Connor, I don't just put out really fast. I like to get to know a guy before I hook up with them and every time after I get tested so I know I don't have any type of STD(etc.) but with Connor, I let go a little. He's a good Canadian guy.

No, I didn't end up falling for him. That would make this story really short.

Just hop into bed with the bright and shiny new toy. It's like opening the box from a new vibrator and you just have to try all the new fun settings. Not true, I stuck it out with him.

I get closer to his teammates but never hooked up with them. Even if I’m just fucking for fun I still stay faithful. I’m not the type of girl who will just spread her legs for any guy.

I don't hook up with anyone in a relationship (married or other [that I know of]). I go online ALWAYS before I even think about hooking up with said person. So yes, I stalk their social media and do my research for a week or two before I really make a decision.

Connor was so spurred of the moment and I just had to go for it.

If his hockey was anything like how he is in bed I’m pretty sure he’ll win the Art Ross next year (And that also includes his hockey not just his hand-eye coordination in bed).

From other girls I’ve heard, he was pretty big and news flash ladies, a man's dick can't be measured by the size of his hands or feet. And whoever said it was 10 inches was so off by like a good few. He is pretty well endowed though.

It ended a few months before the end of the season, he mentioned something about wanting to go home to see his family and I bolted at the conversation. It was getting really serious, a lot of other puck bunnies may want that. But I didn’t at the time. I was still 20 and to quote Cyndi Lauper, “Oh girls just want to have fun.”

So I ended it, I wasn’t heartbroken, it wasn’t like we were living in each other's pockets but it was hard to go from hooking up every few days to never again.

It was a good learning experience. But being with Connor, definitely, put him in my top 5, maybe right under Crosby, an 8.5 for sure. I’ll come up with a real list in the end.

Je t'aime, Au Revoir

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