So, I’d like to tell you about an incredibly wonderful meet up that took place in the last week.

I also want to note that I’m writing this with consent from the lovely ‘P’ but with the understanding she probably won’t reveal herself because she’s worried about being inundated with unwanted DMs - which she no doubt would be.

Right, so it all started just over a month ago when ‘P’ got in touch having read a success story posted by another wonderful RAOMD member I met who beautifully captured our encounter https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/s/F9ybrSRdV1 (I am sharing this link with the consent of the author).

P is based in Chicago but was travelling to London for three days of business and wanted to incorporate one evening that was all about her own pleasure. She wasn’t new to RAOMD, having lurked in the background for many months but for a number of the usual reasons (trust, nerves, flakey pursuers) had never quite managed to make a meet work. She said she was mostly struck by the way the author of the success story had felt safe and at ease. We immediately settled into a nice easy and flirty conversation. It was clear quite early on that there was a good chance we’d meet. And we started to plan for it. Her trip wasn’t taking place for a good few weeks, so we had time to get comfortable with each other and build up a huge amount of anticipation. We shared pics (SFW obviously), stories, and details of what we liked. As the date got closer, so the excitement increased for both of us. Little messages such as ‘I’m just getting on the plane’ made it even more real and thrilling,

Fast forward to Friday and the day of our meet. We had chatted about meeting on neutral territory, again for the usual important reasons, but eventually agreed that seeing as P’s company had put her in a good hotel in Central/West London, it didn’t make sense to book somewhere else. We did agree to meet in the hotel bar though. I only waited about 10 mins for her to come down but it felt like an age. I’m a confident guy (and don’t doubt my RAOMD skills) but in that 10 mins my mind was racing - will the sparks of text chat excitement still fire when we’re face to face, will I live up to my promises? Then I saw her exit the lift. Tight blue jeans, a luxurious cream woollen jumper, and an incoming RAOMD grin I could spot from 50 feet. She looked even better in real life than her pics. I felt very lucky.

It was a kinda swanky bar so I ordered us a couple of cocktails - Negroni for me, Espresso Martini for P. As the conversation flowed and loosened there were little sparks of eye contact, suggestive smiles and relaxed body language - we definitely had that bit of chemistry that makes such a difference.

In the month or so build up to the meet, I had made a lot of mental notes on what P liked and wanted - to go slow, be gentle with her sensitive nipples, to tease and edge her repeatedly, how much she likes soft kisses on her neck and inner wrists. This was all jumping around my mind as we chatted. Despite all those fine details, she confirmed still wanted me to take the lead and steer her body’s pleasure response in the way I had promised I would. At our mutual suggestion, we finished our second drink and headed upstairs.

In the lift, we shared expectant smiles and a comedy moment with a tourist travelling in the wrong direction. On arriving in the room, and as soon as the door closed, our eyes met again, then our lips, and we kissed warmly and passionately. Her arms folded round my waist, my fingers running through her hair.

The talking was done, and the build up had prepared us for this moment. I guided her to the bed where our embrace continued. And as we lay and kissed, I slowly started to remove her jumper, then her jeans. She was a vision of loveliness in her underwear and I told her how stunning she looked as my soft kisses traced her delicate skin, exploring every inch of her body.

I won’t go into all the explicit details of what then took place but over the next three hours I felt I got to know P very well. Learning to play her body like a beautiful musical instrument, creating what appeared to be wave after wave of pleasure, making her orgasm countless times with my mouth and tongue (unreciprocated, of course).

We finished with P laying on her front and breathless. Both recovering her energy and drifting into an afterglow as I stroked her back, almost chasing the goosebumps across her body. I was enjoying every second just as much.

We kissed again, exchanged a smile, and I was gone. But we both have a memory that will live for quite some time. P, you’re amazing. God I love this subreddit.