Thanks for sharing, and happy holidays

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Why is it that the only posts asking for more detail are replies to the only two mentioning sex?

Just go watch some fucking porn you losers.

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Stupid comment. It’s not about the details on the sex act per se. But more on what led to it (or away from it.) Why? Because it’s fucking entertainment.

Edit: oh. That second comment asking for details on the sex was quite cringey. I humbly apologize.

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Lmao, right?

It’s why I stopped reading ask reddit. DAE sexy sex sexily? Tell me your sexy sex stories about sex. For science of course smirks

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Your a damn fined dorf Urist.

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I’d met a guy in a hostel in America. I was about to finish second year of uni and we heard about this work abroad program, so we did it for the summer and I met him when I checked into a dorm room at the end of the trip. We had a little fun, and then I flew home.

Six months later and we had the odd conversation on Skype, it seemed like there was still some chemistry there. During half term break, we talked again and he suggested meeting up again to figure out if this was more than a fling. So we looked at dates and I realized my final year’s exhibitions and exams blocked pretty much everything for the foreseeable future. We hung up the call and I carried on browsing flights and then I saw it. $250 for a return flight to California, leaving in 48 hours.

He’d already gone to bed, so I couldn’t call him back to discuss plans. So fuck it, I put in my card details and my finger hovered over the buy button. It’s now or never, so I clicked the button. BOOKED. I sent him a message and started packing for my trip. Yikes.

I’d got a message back that he’d pick me up from the airport, and as the plane touched down in San Diego I was freaking out that the spark might not be there or he might decide he doesn’t like me anymore, it’s been six months and our initial fling was a drunken party at a hostel.

But he was there waiting at the bottom of the elevator, and my heart absolutely flipped its shit when I saw him. We spent the next seven days inseparable, it was one long date, and it was incredible.

Fast forward six years and we’re saying our vows in the park where we took our first romantic walk. We posed for wedding photos in the hostel room where we met. Fast forward another seven years and I’m laying in bed typing this, while he does a conference call in the office next door. Our spark is still there, and I love him so much.

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Oh just reread this thread and saw they’re never stories. Lol oops.

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It’s okay. I enjoyed your story and that’s what we’re here for, eh?

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Aww thanks.

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I’m disappointed your story didn’t have a “never” but it’s very sweet. Congratulations, and I’m glad you don’t bail.

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Why should I go big when I can go home.

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Cuz we’re finally landing

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Depressed. I could have had so much sex, with people who cared for me.

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Story time, friend?

Please?

Or at least give us one example. One measly crumb?

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Stuck in an abusive relationship and didnt take the opportunity to get out probably?

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Nah, nothing abusive, just totally oblivious to others trying to make a move. I need big neon signs.

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Same, I can never tell if it’s for real or she’s mocking until months later.

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That’s because human beings in western society are wierdly messed up over sex.

Though in my case I figured out the consistent common beats of flirting / courting in my late twenties and realized when I was sixteen my aunt was totally hitting on me.

So a combination of societal sexual hang ups, neurodivergence and family social dysfunctiob kept me celibate until 26.

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I’ve tried to err on the side of caution on that myself, because it’s pretty embarrassing to act like someone is trying to hit on you when they’re not, on either side. I’ve had people act like they think I’m flirting with them when I’m not also which is awkward.

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When I had to move out (long, unpleasant story) I had the opportunity to get a nice, cozy appartement with low rent almost immediatly, but during the interview it turned out that they didn’t allow pets and wouldn’t budge, so it wasn’t an option for me and I politely declined.

They still tried to pressure me into signing the rental contract - calling me multiple times a day to ask whether I wanted to rethink my former decision again, eventually giving me a 24 hour deadline and demanding that I sign ASAP or they would pick someone else. That was the point I told them to go F- themselves as I was NOT going to leave my 13 year old tomcat behind or surrender him to a shelter. They didn’t take it well. (…and suddenly they claimed that noone else wanted the appartement and that they desperately needed someone to move in very soon yadda yadda … so much for “we’re going to pick someone else if you don’t sign today”.)

Best decision I’ve made that year. The landlord I have now is a super chill dude and I still have my spoiled furry little bastard with me. I’d rather have lived on the street than leaving a four-legged family member behind.

No idea what became of the other appartement but I pity the people who will have to put up with that passive-aggressive nonsense for lack of alternatives.

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I ended up with my best friend (rip Pressers) Presley the Plott Hound because a couple divorced and the new apt didn’t let the one that took Presser have him. He never was subject to that kind of silly bs again and spent many happy years riding in my Jeep.

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