I posted on here a couple of weeks ago saying that I was looking to get over my ex-boyfriend with the help of a nice session of muff dive.
I wasn’t sure if I would get many responses given my location but in the end received a lot more messages that I thought. So then came the difficult part of finding the right one, it was easy to filter out those that were not at my location (you really thought I’m was going to travel to the UK for this?) and the one telling me their dick size when I had clearly said that I would not reciprocate. I finally settled my choice on TB who had seemed nice during our exchanges and the fact that he had already a success previously was a bit reassuring to me (a serial killer wouldn’t post a success story, right? Right?).
So once my choice was made I started chatting with him trying to get a feel of how he was like. Our conversations remained very pleasant and soon turned increasingly flirtatious and even torrid (he was very good at sexting which put me in all kinds of state). Finally, we were discussing how to make the muff dive happen. Luckily, we were just a couple of days away from our national day meaning we would both be free.
When the day arrived, I was super nervous, like butterfly in my stomach and couldn’t stop checking the time. We had agreed to meet at a bar first and I was surprised to see how calm and casual he seemed in comparison (he told me afterwards that he was also nervous in reality lol). We had a drink and talking and laughing about everything. TB was very witty and the conversation seemed very natural which helped calming me down. And after a while the conversation turned sexual (which was exciting since we were still in public and people could possibly hear us). This and hearing his deep voice was really doing something to me and making me horny. At some point he complimented my legs and asked if he could touch them (I was wearing a skirt as we had agreed before and the weather was warm enough to allow it). I really liked that he asked first, but the moment his fingers brushed my skin, I became so wet. I ended up telling him that we should not have another drink and he got the message and we left the cafe.
My heart was pounding during the short walk to his place. I was so eager to have him between my legs. We actually started kissing as soon as we got in the elevator. I think it is actually me that pulled him for a kiss which he very nicely reciprocated announcing good things to come. We resumed kissing and making out once we were inside his place and soon enough I could feel his hands all over my body. I don’t really remember how but we had made it to the bedroom and after again kissing some more, he asked me “are you sure you want to do this?” to which I responded with an enthusiastic node.
What followed was several hours of pure bliss and many orgasms. TB was an eager but attentive muff diver, something I had really missed in my relationship. He was using his tongue and his hands just like I needed making my body response in so many ways. The first orgasm came much faster than I expected. It usually takes me some time to come. But with how hot the situation was, how horny I had become during our conversation and now with his tongue licking all over my pussy and the help of his fingers, I very quickly reached an orgasm. The next hours was just him making me come and come again. I think I had four orgasms in total that night.
By the time we stopped it was already dark outside and I realized I was super hungry. TB was nice enough to cook some nice and quick pasta dish which we ate half naked and exchanging pleasantries. It was very simple and felt very natural to hang out like that. After that, I was actually very tired and he offered me to stay at his place instead of running to catch the last bus. We cuddled together and I spent the night in his arms.
The next morning we had another session where he again ate me out and made me orgasm some more. As much as I would have liked to stay the whole weekend with his tongue between my legs and recovering in his arms, I had to leave and go on with my plans for the rest of the weekend.
Looking back, it was overall a fantastic experience. TB was really a great partner and he deserves a lot of credit for making it so nice. I think I would have been petrified and not been able to enjoy it as much with someone who would not make me feel so at ease. I didn’t feel pressured to do anything I didn’t want, not a single time did he ask to reciprocate. For me, this was also exactly what I wanted. I was hoping to get a nice orgasm and I got more than I bargained for (much more lol). In a way it was also freeing to do this with the only objective being for me to come. I think this took out some of the stress (even if yes, it was stressful to meet a stranger for this) and allowed me to come more easily. Especially after the first one when I realized that I could really let go and that there was no expectations from me and could just enjoy the feeling of a tongue eating me out.
And yes, it did help in getting over my breakup. In the days after the muff dive encounter, I was thinking more about it (and getting horny doing so lol) than about my previous relationship. So David, I doubt you will ever read this but f*** you, I don’t care anymore. And TB, thank you again for the fireworks 😉
PS: Sorry for any mistake, English is not my first language.