Cu[M]ing on my chubby Married [F]riends tits.

I want to preface this story by saying I don’t always make the best desicions when I’m horny or drinking. This story that took place two weeks ago included both.

Two Thursdays ago the weekly wine night that me and my friend from college started shortly after leaving school was held at my place. This has been going on for the past 6 years or so, starting at first as thirsty Thursday and slowly turning to wine night. We’d invite other people most of the time and eventually she brought her boyfriend, now husband, on a regular basis. Alex (my friend) and I had never had much sexual tension between us, or at least I didn’t think so. She’s always been a little chubby but had a pretty face and honestly I’m down with bigger girls.

This Thursday it was just me and Alex as her husband was working and no one else seemed interested in coming over. We opened our normal box of dry red and had our conversation about life, work, and friends over some music from spotify. I needed to go to the bathroom so I got up, a little drunker than I thought I’d be, and made my way to the bathroom.

**Wager with an old army buddy** [MFF][CUCKOLDING][Long]

I hope you can forgive bad formulations and mistakes, English is not my native language.

A little information about the situation: In my country army service is mandatory for a time. I have this buddy, Karl, was in the service with. I became a professional soldier/ lifer after our mandatory service ended. He did another voluntary term and then quit the service.

My wife, Clarissa and I, both dabble in partner swapping, same as Karl and his longtime girlfriend, Christine. Seeing as we were old friends we always were hesitant and avoided to actually do anything in regards to swapping together. We didn’t want it to be weird between us or our SOs, or so I thought.

That all changed when Karl and I sparred. We both do martial arts. Usually we make small bets on the outcomes of our sparring matches. I am a competitive son of a bitch. Normally we bet small sums or dinner on our little matches, but I recently had my ass handed to me by someone else in training and my ego was hurt. So when I mopped the floor with him in the ring, I wanted to keep going. After another bout I won I pestered Karl again to continue. So to get me to back off he wanted to up the stakes. I asked him what he was suggesting. And he said a night with our respective SOs. I always have had the hots for Christine, his girlfriend. So I was sure of my victory, my ego was swelling at that point and I saw an opportunity, so I agreed.

[MF] When the husband is deployed, my cock she employed.

She was one of those “If you can’t handle me at my worst you don’t deserve me at my best” types. Equal parts trashy, slutty and bitchy and completely delusional. This was an ideal target for an asshole like me. I’ve fucked her type before and it’s always the same, we meet for the first time we talk she laughs and it’s off to her place for some selfish sex on my part, never to communicate again. But this sorry excuse for someones girlfriend was too quality to throwaway.

I asked her for her number and later that night we were having the pre-date interview over FaceTime. She wasn’t very smart nor had any real personality but her body was amazing. She wasn’t wearing a bra during our phone call so I could make out the outline of her nipples; small but erect enough where they would make an indent in her red night top. When she “accidentally” dropped something she was scratching her head with behind the couch she stood up and bent over the couch to pick it up exposing her ass which peaked out of the bottom of her non slutty booty shorts. She was a typical slut ready for her next feeding of cock. This didn’t surprise me. What did surprise me was a segment of my seduction I call the social media fake out where we exchange face book accounts to share embarrassing photos and further manipulate our bond. Mine, being fake was filled with some photos and a fake name but my goal is to see her account and use it to further seduce her.

[fM] I met an older man online…

For or better or worse, the girls of my generation have had a much easier path to becoming “bad girls.” The internet has made it much easier to meet guys for dating—but it’s also easier for a random hook up, if that’s your sort of thing. For reasons I now forget I made the unfortunate choice of going to a college where the overwhelming majority of students were female, so it’s no surprise that I discovered cybersex during the first month of my freshman year back in 2000. My options were pretty limited, and I wasn’t interested in going dyke—though it made for some experimentation.
To be honest, even if I’d been at a school where the guys outnumbered the girls, I probably wouldn’t have been too interested. I’d had my fill of boys my own age when I was still in high school. Most of the guys at my school were only interested in cute, petite cheerleader types or trashy blondes who wanted to be centerfolds when they grew up. That didn’t describe me at all. I was never the Junior Miss America type.

[MF] How I became a cuckold (part 2)

This is the second part of how I became a cuckold.

My heart was beating extremely fast and a million thoughts went through my head. Was this what I really wanted? What would change in our relationship? But the loudest thought of them all: this is going to be so hot!

We went inside and saw James. He wasn’t as handsome as his profile (lol) but had a large frame compared to us. We introduced a bit of ourselves and agreed that anyone of us could stop it if it was comfortable. Then it began.

“Sit down and enjoy the show” James pointed to the chair.

He walked up to Samantha and started kissing her. I was a little surprised at how much Samantha seemed to be enjoying it straight away as she returned his kisses with passion. I’ve always thought she was more of a shy and reserved girl. Seeing my Girlfriend kissing another guy in front of me made my cock so hard, I took it out and started stroking it.

[FM] Breaking in my new apartment

Being in long distance relationship is never easy, even if its only a 1.5 hour drive. My boyfriend and I get to see each other about once a week but sometimes we have to wait longer. My sex drive is very very high and I’m always desperately horny by the time I get to see my boyfriend (we’ll call him K)

K was coming to spend the weekend with me and we were both extraordinarily horny. I moved into a new apartment at the beginning of this month and am now living alone. K and I were sexting all week. I sent him dirty photos throughout the work day and he would tell me all the things he wanted to do to me when we finally saw each other. Since I was in a new home K decided we would do it in every room. Now my apartment is small but still four rooms; the kitchen, living room, bedroom and bathroom. As Friday approached my anticipation grew and I found myself turned on all day. K texted me ‘Be ready. We’re starting as soon as I get there’. I put on short purple dress with no bras or underwear and waited for him to arrive. I was getting more and more turned on as my anticipation grew. I couldn’t wait anymore and began to touch myself as I sat on the couch watching tv. Before I new it I was laying on the couch with my dress hiked up furiously fingering myself and rubbing my clit. It didn’t take long before I orgasmed hard, panting and squirming. I still wasn’t satisfied enough to continue waiting patiently and continued to touch myself. I was breathing heavily and could barely hold in my moans. I came again and laid there for a while in a relaxed and sleepy state. When I had finally come down from my high and fixed my hair and makeup K arrived.

I openly masturbated to orgasm in front of my sorority sister during spring break [FF]

This past spring break 6 of us from the same sorority went to Panama City Beach for spring break. It was 3 of us freshmen and 3 sophomores in a 3 bedroom condo. I roomed with Brandi, one of the other freshmen, who has gorgeous green eyes and shorter auburn hair.

I’m bi but hadn’t told anyone in the sorority and had been attracted to Brandi since I saw her in our pledge class. We got to be great friends first semester and hung out together a lot when she wasn’t with her boyfriend, or I wasn’t with mine.

The third day of spring break and we were day drinking on the beach talking about our promise to our boyfriends to not hook up with anyone. I was pretty drunk and blurted out that I never said I wasn’t going to flick the bean during spring break. She laughed and said she didn’t either. I asked if her bf knew she did it. She said no and I said my bf didn’t know either. We talked about how horny we were after just 3 days and how we were going to have to fix that when we got back to the room.

Success from RAOMD [m]akes for a [f]un night!

After our [successful first meet up](https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/9ak6e6/f4m_success_in_dallas_finally/), my RAOMD poster and I decide to grab dinner and hang out one more time before he leaves town. He had a half day at work, and shortly before I left work, [he texts me](https://i.imgur.com/9KIvTwg.jpg), “I have been edging since I got to the hotel” which sends a shiver through my body. I ask if we should skip dinner, but we decide that food is important and meet up at the restaurant. I wear a [low cut wrap dress](https://i.imgur.com/6aALauI.jpg) (side note: never had the opportunity to wear this dress before, but if you’re going to fuck a stranger from reddit, might as well bust out the big guns!) and catch him conspicuously (so he thinks) glancing down through dinner. I ask if he liked the dress when we’re walking to our cars and he gropes my boob in agreement. We decide to go to my place for the night to watch a movie and he follows me down the road. Waiting for the elevator to my floor, he rubs and squeezes my ass through the dress and asks, “Are they lace?” The man knows his panties! We make out as the elevator ascends as he reaches through the wrap part of the dress to feel the lace directly and run a finger over my wet slit. Yeah, I was kind of being tortured at that point. We get to my apartment and into my bedroom (after he meets my cat, of course, she’s the true reason anyone hangs out with me—besides boobs) and turn on a movie as I take off my dress and he loses his clothes.

[f]eeling sorry for my sisters ex

This happened centuries ago. It’s probably really not all that unique in most respects. I can’t imagine being the only person to find themselves in a position like this.

I was fifteen soon to be sixteen. My sister had just turned eighteen and had been dating a guy that lived in our neighborhood. They were together off and on for over two years. I knew him well at this point. He was cute, funny, and had a car. All pluses in the teenage world at the time. He was always nice to me even during the times my sister and I were fighting (a right of passage, right girls ?). He let me tag along to the amusement park when he’d take my sister. He’d show up sometimes with pizza from a restaurant he delivered for and always made sure there would be a section of plain cheese just for me. He let me tag along on a trip to a lake once. Even if birthday and Christmas gifts were small, he never ignored me. At no time did he ever make any “moves” on me. He was just my sisters boyfriend and that’s all.