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.

This story happened about 7 years ago but it’s still at the top of my spank bank. 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. I have some pics posted of myself on here, so you can judge for yourself. 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 pretty good sexual chemistry.

[FM] A chance encounter with a fellow redditor leads to wanting more

Backstory! Skip to ……… for the straight up sex ;)

I (F 40) in an effort to regain confidence during a divorce, started posting pictures and videos to various NSFW subs. I loved the attention I was getting, just knowing there were men and women getting off to my content. It often gave me fuel for my own hedonistic self-pleasuring sessions which happened on the regular. Every time I posted I received various offers to meet up. All offers were turned down, I mean, I didn’t need anyone else to get me off, I could do it myself, right? That is,until I discovered my “state gone wild “ subreddit.

One of my posts received an almost immediate response from a gentleman saying he was traveling to my area for the 4th of July holiday and it would be fun to meet up. There was SOMETHING about this guy that piques my interest so I started talking to him offline. Additionally, my vibrator just wasn’t cutting it so at the very least maybe I could get some sex with an actual penis LOL.

Her new Career

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## It started as a normal evening at Luigi’s restaurant where Anna worked to try and make ends meet. Business was bad and she thought she would have to give up her studies.

## The restaurant was very quiet, again, and she was not making nearly enough in tips. Also, her course was costing her more than she expected what with books, equipment etc. that she had to buy. She tried her best to be pleasant to all the customers, but there were just too few of them for her to earn as much as she needed. As she wiped the cleared tables, just one customer remained – a business man in his mid thirties who had arrived late. She did not mind, as people like him usually tipped well, so she made sure she was especially attentive to him, which was easy, as she found him quite attractive.

The time I cheated on my long-distance girlfriend with my best friend [FF]

Disclaimer: This was a few years ago. Obviously some memories are stronger than others – I took a couple of “creative liberties” (mostly dialogue for flow), but I swear this story is 95% true. Look for **[SEX HERE]** to get to the naughty part faster.

A few years ago, I was finishing up my bachelor’s degree. I had been with this one girl, Katie, for about a year. She graduated a year ahead of me so we decided to do long distance for a while. It was a bad idea because our relationship was already on the rocks – in my mind, the space would be refreshing or whatever.

Well, while my girlfriend was on the other side of the country working at her new job, I stayed behind to finish my degree and rekindle my friendships. I had “nested” with my girlfriend – we weren’t really leaving the house very often and we were having friends over even less often, so when she left, the first thing I did was hit up all my old friends to see if they forgave me enough to hang out.

[F] ucked [M] y Ex at a Party

My friend, Jenna, often has parties at her ranch style home. I’ve known her since freshman year of high school and it was her graduation party. She just got her RN BSN. I went to the party with my fiancé, Alan, as we have several other times. We pulled up her long driveway and parked. He saw his friends outside and joined them for a cigarette.

I walked inside and everyone greeted me, giving me hugs, and asked how I was doing. Then I saw him. My ex-boyfriend, Kyle, who I met at this very house during a Halloween party 3 years ago. We locked eyes. I saw him walking towards me and looked around for Alan. He wasn’t there. I walked upstairs and saw Kyle following me. No one was upstairs so I walked into the bathroom leaving the door open.

As I expected, Kyle walked in a few seconds later.

“Where have you been?” I asked him.

“In Denver for the last few months, missing you,” he answered.

[MF][Share] Curiosity Collared the Cat[Part 4]

Link to previous parts in comments.

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“I… I want you to be my Daddy…” Elizabeth groaned out, “I want to try my best and I’ll give you everything, I promise”. An audible gulp escaped her lips and she looked like a rabbit in the headlights in front of him now. She was unsure what his expectations where and what would happen now.

“What… what happens now… how do I become yours?” Elizabeth asked shyly, all assertion leaking out of her now, feeling herself coming under his spell.

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Michael could tell that Elizabeth genuinely wanted to please him. It wasn’t just the craving of any Daddy-girl dynamic, it was the craving of that dynamic with *him*. This would be extremely fun if she measured up to his demands.

“It will happen with a formal event I like to call the Collar Ceremony. Not now, not here. We will do it at my place. But before we go for it, I need a token of trust from you. This will also help you realize if you’re actually comfortable with going all in” he said, letting her process his words carefully.

[MF] My first time getting nudes and doing a hook up.

Hello everyone, just found out about this subreddit and I read a few posts, which reminded me of a story that I would like to share with all of you. The story is about my first experience doing sexual things with a girl. This happened a month ago. And I wish I could go back to that day everyday. I will not put the real girl’s name in the story because I feel wrong in doing so without telling her about this, and she was very nice to me so I respect that.

A little background before the juicy story:

About me – Before this encounter that I had, I never been the best with girls, and I think that still stands correct lol. Back in early freshman and sophomore year of high school, I had a “girlfriend” but we never did anything except hug and kiss. The only real action I had, prior to my first sexual experience with a girl, was with my hand and good ol’ porn. I come from a household where my parents really never gave me “the talk” and they always told me never to have sex until I was married. I never have smoked or have drank either, so you can see what type of household I was raised in. **I was 18 when this story happened.** I am a white guy with black hair. Very fit and athletic. I just graduated high school when this story took place. I am the typical nice guy.

[MF] I felt up his wife while he was fixing everyone’s drinks.

“That leaves my Contessa dead, which in turn means you are victorious. I admit defeat.”

As I put the cards and tokens back into the box I had brought, Amy’s husband collected the beer bottles and we moved to their living room and kept chatting about life and work and music. They had an L-shaped couch which sort of forces three people to sit with two people on the long arm and one on the hook. I was the first into the room so I grabbed one of the two spots on the long arm hoping to have Amy take the other while her husband was still busy putting the bottles away. They had an impressively stocked bar in their kitchen that her husband had proudly shown off earlier in the evening but we had opted for beer instead while gaming.

Amy was a 5’3” Vietnamese / American woman. Around 30 years old. Beautiful fit but not athletic frame. She had a cute smile and nice hair and was eager to laugh or hear a story. And a mouth and body that were an absolute joy to explore. I had found that out the week prior when she met up with a friend (me) for dinner on her way home from work.

[F]irst Time Camming

*Timeline: 2013-2014*

I started camming partly for money but more importantly for the experience, weird I know.

You see, I am from a smallish city in a state that doesn’t matter. When I say small I mean like, you have to ask “who’s your grandma” before fucking someone. For me, the likelihood a guy was related to me was even higher because my grandma birthed damn near half the town. For example, the cute boy who ushers near the pulpit on youth Sundays; he’s my cousin. That dreamy guy who helps with landscaping at school; he’s my uncle’s cousin. If that wasn’t enough to fuck over my sex life I was given one more “fuck you” from life. I am also the minister’s daughter.

Now, don’t get me wrong; the saying about church girls is pretty spot on. Church girls are some of the freakiest girls out but in my case, there was no one I could experiment with. My dad knew all the men and boys in our town. I had a double whammy. I had no choice but to wait for the opportunity to present its self. It was the waiting that turned me so rotten. All that time I spent rubbing off under sheets and fucking shower heads just drove me deeper into lust. By the time I was able to graduate and go away to college I was a soaking horny mess.

Busted! A neighbor’s [F]riend caught [M]e jerking off at a pool party (The Sequel, Part 2, The Disappointing End)

So she disappeared back into the bedroom to change, and I walked to the bathroom door that exited to the hallway. Just before opening the door, I adjusted myself. It wouldn’t do to have sideways tent pitched in my pants, particularly with Kendra having disappeared shortly after I did.

I moved my erection so it was pointing straight up, under the line of my zipper, in order that it would stay supported and close to my stomach. I fluffed out my tshirt, hoping it would hide any visible ridge along the zipper line.

Opening the door and leaving the bathroom, I was extremely aware of the meaty flesh throbbing between my legs, so I walked quickly down the hall, trying to distract myself. Upon entering the kitchen, her friends were all there, loud and boisterous as before, and they barely noticed me.

I escaped from the house, grabbed another beer and a hamburger. Slathering it with sauerkraut, relish and onion, because I knew I wasn’t going to have to worry about kissing anyone that afternoon, I realized that while I’d seen her mostly naked and she’d had her hands on me twice, we’d still not kissed. That felt a little uncomfortable, but rather hot at the same time. Mulling that over, I sat back down.