The Night I Got More Than I Bargained For._(1)

Hello everyone. This is my first submission here of what may be many more to come. My name is Lexa, I was 19 and in my second year of college when this story took place. I am 5’5” 34C-25-36 and 115lbs. I have long dirty blonde hair and probably a medium C cup. I started my sexual exploration at a young age with my cousin Renee but that is another story. Since then, I have experienced many things and I love to try out new things. I am a very sexual girl and have been told I may have hyper sexuality disorder or nymphomania, as it is known in females.

I think I’ll start this off telling you about the night I got a little more than I bargained for. As a young college girl, I have two best friends who just happen to be kind of like girlfriends as well. We have been sexually active with one another and frequently rely on each other for grooming needs in areas we simply cannot reach. Except for Charlotte, who is very flexible and is on the school gymnastics team. She needs no grooming help. I run every day and have been climbing more since our school just finished the climbing gym back in the summer. Robin on the other hand, is a bitch who needs no exercise and still looks amazing. If it is raining and she has to run to her car, she complains that it just killed her boobs. I like to think the three of us are impeccably groomed.

The three of us almost always go out together with the plans of leaving separately. Sometimes all three of us are not so lucky to find someone and one of the others will offer a piggyback. I mean really, how many guys turn down a girl if she says her best friend wants to join? There have been nights two of us, or even all three have struck out and all gone home together and had fun. I identify as Pansexual, while “Robin” and “Charlotte” consider themselves to be Bi-Sexual leaning towards guys. It’s nothing for any of us to just walk up and start making out with one of the others. Robin and I like to do it when we see one of the other of us of talking to a cute guy, or any guy for that matter. To see the smile, look of shock, and then the awkward walk afterwards is a thrill. This story is about one night when I got more than I bargained for and loved every minute of it.

Robin, Charlotte, and I had finished our showers and shaving routines for the night and were going through clothes deciding what to wear. Robin chose some hot pants and a zippered crop. I went with a crop top, and mini skirt, while Charlotte went with low rise jeans and a tight tee.

We arrived at the bar, showed our ID’s and walked in. Robin and Charlotte went to the dance floor and I went to the bar to grab two Cokes and a Dr. Pepper. Little did I know that would not be the only DP I had that night. I met up with them on the dance floor and we all danced together for a couple songs. Eventually a couple guys came over and started dancing with us. They were cute and I could see leaving with one of them. After about 10 minutes of grinding and dancing. The guy leaned down to bury his face in my neck, I heard him inhale real deep and told me my hair smelled great (a huge turn on for me btw.) I expected him to start making out with me and he kissed and “lip” nibbled my neck while grabbing and spreading my ass cheeks apart under my skirt. I had my arms up and around his neck and loved every second of the attention I was getting. I looked over to see Robin and Charlotte at a table talking. At the end of the song, the guy said he was headed to the bar to get a drink and asked if I needed anything and I flashed the top of my hand showing a stamp indicating I was under the legal drinking age. He asked “You are 18 though, right?” I reminded him I wouldn’t be inside if I wasn’t, and off he went and I never saw him again.

I went over to talk to my friends and as we were there, a girl from one of my classes who happened to be a server there and came by to see if we needed anything and chat for a couple minutes. She was a friend and we went to parties with her often. Also, she was helpful, since she had a boyfriend, she would send the really cute guys our way. Tonight though, she offered a bit of advice. She said “You guys should start dressing down a little if you want more guys to approach you. I tried to send a couple guys over earlier and they said “nah, they’re out of our league.”” I was told by an ex-bf that when he first met me, he was a little intimidated by me at first, and then the more we talked, the more comfortable he became until he asked me out. So guys, give your ego’s a break and take a chance, chances are she is there for the same reason you are and doesn’t want to go home alone. If she does, she’ll just drink more and go home to throw up in her own bathroom and have to clean it up in the morning. Besides, the most that she can do is say no. If she laughs or anything more than that, she’s probably a big bitch and you wouldn’t like to be with her anyway. Anyway, listening to her made me think of a pic I saw on reddit here one night about the difference between senior girls and freshmen girls at frat parties. (http://imgur.com/gallery/uwAyxTb) We were dressing like the freshmen girl when we could dress like a senior girl and still get laid.

We thought about this and Charlotte and I came up with our own little plan. Robin was on her own this night and actually knew a guy who said he’d try to make it out. Charlotte and I went to the bathroom to trade tops. I traded my crop top for her tee. So I was wearing my mini skirt and a tight little tee that hugged my body and showed off my boobs pretty damned good if I do say so myself.