My First Jobud Experience [MM]

I only recently found this subreddit, and after reading some of the stories of people’s experiences, I figured I’d add mine to the mix (this was previously posted on r/jobuds). Sorry for this wall of text, but keep in mind, this happened back in The Olden Days. There was no internet porn! Because there was no internet! If you wanted porn, you had to watch the scrambled cable channels in the hope of a couple seconds of boob or find your dad’s single issue of Playboy in the bottom of his dresser drawer under the Hai Karate. Basically, good spank material was hard to come by. I had to make up for it with a good imagination.

Anyhow, my first sexual experience of any kind involved me and my best friend Matt. We had been friends since we were little, going to school together and hanging out on weekends. Sleepovers were common, just the two of us when we were younger, then as groups when we started staying up all night playing Dungeons and Dragons. Yes, we were nerds. Big time. None of our group had ever had girlfriends and most weren’t very athletic. If we weren’t playing D&D, we were quoting Monty Python and talking about the hot girls we knew, but never dated. But nobody every copped to beating off. It just wasn’t discussed back then.

[MF] Matching with my middle school best friend on Tinder (Update 3)

[[m/f] Matching with my middle school best friend on Tinder (Update 2)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4sy6bb/mf_matching_with_my_middle_school_best_friend_on/?st=j60t9zpx&sh=5d0b48fa)

First of all, I don’t want to hear it. I’m sorry I abandoned you, it *totally* won’t happen again. No, it probably will because your boy is busy nowadays like every other day. I guess this is more of an update post. Like what has happened over the past year. I had my birthday. Funny enough, none of you guys sent me birthday presents. So that was pretty much the worst day of my life. I was expecting at least 100 presents from you all. Too late now though, my birthday was months ago. I also moved to a different city because it is cheaper to get a huge house here than it is in like LA. I live in a suburb of a bigger city, though. I still have my hair bleached, but I dyed it because my brother got married and I didn’t want to have bleached hair in the pictures. Let’s see, what else do you want to know about me? I have lost more weight and have gotten more lean because I’ve been running more. I’m sort of lifting just to like keep my arms toned but lifting is boring to me. I don’t like being in the gym which is why I like running outside. I guess that’s it. Oh right, you probably want to hear about the other one. The girl who somehow weaseled her way back in my life.

Stress

It was later in the evening with a gentle storm rolling over the city. Nicole was home alone after a long, stressful day at the office. Kissing client’s asses. Arguing with the boss. These things were typical of her line of work. However, this day was even more stressful than most. A write-up from a large overlook on some financial sheets led to a bitter exchange with her supervisor. Followed by a two-day, unpaid suspension.

A hurricane of feelings swirled through her mind since leaving the office this afternoon. Nicole wanted to do anything she could to just forget the day. Put it behind her. Learn from her mistakes and keep pressing forward. But as much as she tried it ate away at her. The disappointment and embarrassment she felt lingered, which took an emotional toll. She attempted to curb her disappointment with a bottle of red wine, though she wasn’t much of a drinker most days. A glass of wine with a nice dinner was all she typically enjoyed. Occasionally, if she went out with friends, she would order herself a cocktail, usually something fruity with vodka or tequila. Tonight, however, she had no intention of holding back. Pouring herself a glass of red wine to start the night off while she finished up some work around the house. Then a second. And finally a third glass before giving up on the plan to drown her emotions away with alcohol.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Bound to a Dinghy [MF, BDSM, Fdom]

Hello everyone. I’d like to preface that this is the first story I’ve ever written, and that comments on what you liked and what you have criticisms for are appreciated. Also it should be noted that this story does get a bit brutal, so I guess I’ll let you decide how into it you are. Without further ado, enjoy!

[MF] My Ex Thought I Gave Him Genital Herpes

He hasn’t had an outbreak. He decided it was time to get tested again since he met somebody and he thinks they might have sex soon and guess what? HSV2 showed up! I’m pretty surprised about this because while I do, in fact have herpes that I told him about before we even met in person, it’s HSV1. Cold sores. Or so I’d always thought.

I’ve had it since I was a baby and always just assumed it was just cold sores but I started thinking, who knows! I’ve never actually been tested. So, I got tested. My doctor is just a bit trifling. He wanted a blow job for a free test!! No, I’m just playing. :-P The doctor’s office did manage to lose my first blood test though! I had to give blood again. When the test came back, I was positive for HSV1 and negative for HSV2. So, I don’t know how my ex picked up HSV2, but it wasn’t me!!!

Honestly, his number is pretty low. I’m not too sure how it works but there are three ranges. Negative, equivocal, and Positive. His number was in the equivocal range, so basically, he has to get tested again in a few months because that might be a false positive or something.

Would you like to know how I spent my [F]riday?

~WORK~
[I casually text Mike that I broke my pussy by going bananas every day this week with a vibrator. ](https://i.imgur.com/XfF3NKu.jpg)
“I killed the battery every night”
“Is that gonna keep us from fucking”
“Nope. Clearly I need to be fucked”
Sexting makes the day go by. It’s made better today knowing that Michael was taking me into the city for dinner and cocktails.

~DINNER~
My summer dress purposefully has no back buttons and Michael takes quick advantage by slipping his hand into the back of my dress and caressing my bare skin. I lean back and curl my body into the crevice of his arm. I reach up to touch his face with my lips in a way that was probably borderline indecent at one of San Francisco’s newest culinary spots. [It’s a full house and I don’t care.](https://i.imgur.com/bZFdLJi.jpg)

We know I make more money than he does, so I often take the lead when paying for fun. It never bothers me because i like living a life that’s uncompromising. But this week he made a new stride professionally, and he’s feeling like an in-charge alpha male.

Helping Amanda to explore her sexuality [mf]

This follows this – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rhpej/mf_going_from_hanging_out_to_losing_virginity/

Skip to the * for the sex.

After that, Amanda was initially kind of awkward around me and Jenny, something which actually saddened Jenny and I. Amanda was a good friend of ours and we didn’t want to separate from her. As with most awkward things, it took the passage of time to bring us closer. Amanda is one of those types who seems incredibly innocent given her reaction to crude humor, she is actually incredibly curious about these things, but she has to be incredibly comfortable in order to start asking. One particularly memorable moment was when she asked me about when guys masturbate: “So do guys just like…. decide to do it? Or do they watch like…. porn”. Pretty funny stuff.

So a month or so after Amanda walked in on me and Jenny cuddling naked, she invites me over to cook some food. This is something we’ve done quite often as friends, and it’s genuinely a lot of fun and a good way to pass the time, even though neither of us are good at cooking. She tells me she wants to make Strawberry crepes, so on my drive over to her place, I pick up some strawberries.

And the guest makes three [MFF]

Last weekend, my wife and I had a friend from college come stay with us. It’s her friend; they were roommates sophomore year, then lived in a house with two other girls (I can’t even imagine what that was like) for two more years before they all graduated. When I met my wife, she was the first friend she introduced me to. Sarah is her name, the friend. My wife is McKenzie.

Sarah is a wild, funny and kind of loud individual. She has an absolutely beautiful smile, perfect teeth. Long, blond hair down to the tops of her breasts and the average body type: That is not super fit, but not overweight. She has a roll or two when she sits or leans forward.

She’s well-endowed in most areas. Size CC cups, a thick waist and even thick ass. Short legs with wonderfully luscious thighs. She stands at about 5’5, not tall at all.

My wife is about 5’7, blonde hair at about the same length and an even more gorgeous smile. Her weight is about the same as Sarah, 150 or so, but her cup size tops out at only 34 C. Her waist and rear are smaller, but not by much. She fills out a pair of yoga pants or jeans just fine, leaving little to the imagination.

[MF] Going from hanging out to losing virginity

Skip to the * for the sex.

Her name was Jenny, and I had a raging crush on her. It was pretty strange that I liked her so much, because my other head normally points towards people with average size tits, but Jenny was an A cup. She was short, Chinese, outgoing, but I think it was her face that did it for me. Her face was HOT. Wide, curious eyes and a lovely smile.

We both share a love of filming short films. We had agreed to meet up with another friend, Amanda, and bring to life a script I had written. Amanda would be extremely late, but she had the camera, so I went to Jenny’s house. Her parents weren’t home, which would prove to be highly beneficial. I arrived and she was wearing yoga pants which showcased her cute little ass and lovely legs, and unbuttoned flannel with a tank top beneath. Not much effort, but sexy as hell. After a little, we both sat on her couch and continued watching VGHS (A cheesy but surprisingly good webseries). As the show went on, we ended up moving closer and closer without realizing it. Eventually, we were uncomfortably close. And that’s right when the scene where Brian and Jenny start making out in the closet came on. We were sitting there, super close, each a bit awkward, with intense kissing on the screen. I turned to look at Jenny – her eyes were filled with a kind of reserved curiosity. I leaned in, and after waiting a moment, kissed her.