The time a rainstorm led to [M]e and my [F] Tinder date getting wet.

This story comes from my more fruitful days a few years back when I was very active on various dating apps. This particular story involves a tinder date named Hannah. We matched, hit it off and over a few days started getting progressively more sexual/flirty in our texts. She sent a few really sexy pics. We were primed and ready to go before we ever met.

We went to a brewery one weeknight after work for our date. The sexual tension was thick. She was about 5’6, slender build overall with perky tits and a nice round ass, with a hipster style, really knew how to dress and very much interested in her appearance. She wore this cute flowery romper and white strappy heel-sandal things.

That whole myth about oysters being an aphrodisiac may be true. [M][F]

I’ve been a faithful reader of GWS for awhile and wanted to share one of my own favorite experiences. Throwaway account for obvious reasons.

This story happened about 5 years ago, almost to the day. I’d been dating my girlfriend, Shawna (not her real name), for about 3-4 months. I was 26 and she was 25. We both lived in a major city and had met on a dating site. We were both in good shape and, I think, pretty attractive. Shawna was tan, about 5’5” with straight-ish brown hair just below her shoulders, cute face, an athletic build with perky tits, a flat tummy and, most notable of all, an ass that absolutely would not quit. I’m kinda short (5’7”) but athletically built/muscular (particularly back in those days), and have been told by many partners that I am well endowed, particularly in the thickness department. So far we’d had a pretty good sex life.