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How my birthday away became a gaycation. [MM]

I had known G since elementary school. We met in 3rd grade a became inseparable.

When we younger, he was staying at my house overnight. We snuck out to meet girls but they wouldn’t let us go past first base. We snuck back into my house feeling defeated. We couldn’t figure out what was wrong with us. Why were other boys so good with girls and we weren’t. The only conclusion we could come up with was that we were terrible kissers. There was really no way to know. But, I had an idea. We could know. We would just kiss each other, if it was super weird, then we would know our problem. He was reluctant, but eventually we kissed.

After a few seconds we stopped. We pulled away. I was surprised by how flustered it made me.
“I don’t think you are a bad kisser.” I said.
G started talking . “I don’t think you are one either. I mean, but maybe the girls are different maybe they like different things maybe they…”
I interrupt him

“Hey. Stop talking. has anyone ever told you that you talk to much?” I said. Read more »

[MF] My pregnant FWB experience part 1

I’m curious about what the redditors of the world think about this one.

Going back some years I met a girl online whom I chatted with and dated for a bit, but eventually we both decided there wasn’t heaps of spark and politely went our own ways in the dating scene, but remained friends. Fast forward about 12-18 months and she had shacked up with a bloke who was a bit of a dick to her didn’t treat her well. Despite that she ends up getting pregnant and he leaves her. So she’s on her own with a bun in the oven. Sucks to be her right?

I was watching football on a Saturday night at home after finishing work and I receive a photo on my phone of her snatch spread open saying “this is yours if you want it”. I was flabbergasted. On one hand all my fantasies of not only a curvy, attractive readhead wanting NSA sex she’s also heavily pregnant. But….she’s got another blokes bun in the oven. My moral compass told me that was a no go zone. Read more »

The Witch and her Runaway Wardrobe

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It was finally summer and April couldn’t wait to get home. She had just finished her freshman year of College and was packing up her dorm to leave in a couple of days. She did, however, secretly practice witchcraft with a coven close to her campus. Being that she was new, her first lesson was that to study potions. She had the choice to choose any potion she desired just as long as the potion she created worked as intended. She skimmed through the book to find one that was both fun yet useful. Her roommate was gone to a summer party so if anything went wrong she should be able to set things straight by the time she gets back.

“Let’s see, summoning potions, love potions, animation potion… Hmmmm”, she thought to herself. Interested in the animation potion she read on:

*If the below animation potion is executed correctly, the caster will be able to bring life to any inanimate object he/she chooses. The object will be at the complete command of the witch as long as the object was brought to life intentionally.* Read more »

hotel sex with a co-worker while my sleeping girlfriend has no idea [MF]

“Another Jack and coke, please” I asked, signaling the bartender. My mind was all over the place, and I had probably already had one too many, but fuck it. My ears were ringing with music that was too loud, I had sweat around my collar from being on the dance floor all night, and I was full of tension from a relationship that wasn’t working out.

This was not how I expected my friend Rob’s wedding reception to turn out. I thought Hannah and I would show up, have a few drinks, dance to a few songs, and maybe I’d get lucky and convince her to give me head when we got back to the hotel room. We hadn’t had sex in two weeks and I felt like a teenager fueled with hormones. Besides, chicks love hotel sex. They always mutter bullshit about being excited to be in a new place. I didn’t care as long as I was getting off.

Instead, Hannah was in a pissy mood from me drinking too much and she had stalked off to the hotel room about twenty minutes earlier. I definitely wasn’t getting laid tonight. Or so I thought. Read more »

[MFM] – A Successful Business Trip to NoVa – Pt 2

*To read about Day 1 of a very successful business trip week, click [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/9gqwdu/a_successful_business_trip_to_nova_36_f4m/)*

It had been brutal getting out of her bed and heading back home after that first night, but it seemed like the responsible and courteous thing to do at the time. The next day during work we both kept flirting. She had plans again, but was tentatively hoping to be done early enough that it would make sense for me to come by. We chatted as she went to dinner, and then to drinks, and then ultimately both made the responsible decision to get some sleep after staying up the whole night prior. While resigning ourselves to a night of rest, she casually asked me if I thought it would be fun to meet her for lunch and send her back to work flushed from a good quick fuck and orgasm. I told her I couldn’t think of anything I’d like to have for lunch more than her, and made the executive decision to work from home the next day so we could meet during the day. Read more »

Manipulation, Deception, and Bizarre Cuckolding (?) Carousel [MF] x2

Now that it’s all over and I’ve been filled in on all the details, multiple times over, I wanted to write this out. This went down over the summer. It was and in some ways still is a confusing situation that has left me alternately perplexed, mad, hurt, and ridiculously turned on. I could probably write a book-length treatment of it, but I’ll try to just stick to a summary of sorts here.

So, rewind to this past May. My girlfriend and I are seniors about to graduate. We’d been dating for like two and a half years. She’s 21, I’m 22. She’s got a sort of all-american look thing going—shoulder-length blonde hair, light blue eyes, petite but shapely chest (b-cup?) and bubbly tight ass. She’s about 5’6”. I’m 6’, brown hair, relatively fit but nothing like an especially impressive body or anything, although I *do* have a nicely sized cock, at about 7.5”, maybe 8” inches on a good day and thick. My girlfriend, lets call her Lauren, is not a *prude* per se, but she’s definitely on the conservative side, sexually. Doesn’t like come anywhere near her face, and is a stickler about condoms. Read more »

[MF] One woman I knew in college was a real class-act.

One woman I knew in college was a real class-act. She was 5’9, slender, and dyed-blonde hair. Athletic, but not too much. Smart, but not a poindexter. Her long term boyfriend was athletic, attractive, and smart. He had no, as my Italian grandmother would say, zest.

This is the abridged story of how she gave herself to me. I’ve touched my cock so many times to this story that some of the details have been erased, added, or transformed in the course of my desire. I’m fine with that. I relayed this memory to someone on r/dirtypenpals and it got me so hot and bothered I had to share it here, too.

I met Rachel in a lit discussion section, but saying we “met” doesn’t really make sense. There was no “hi, my name is” or hot classroom argument. I just made eye contact with her by accident, and the smile I got wasn’t the polite, awkward smile, but one of genuine warmth, a little blushing. I knew there was something to be explored there. Read more »