This is my first time recollecting a real sexual experience in writing, but I thought I’d give it a shot, I’ve got a fair few stories. **[I just noticed that I wrote quite a long-winded intro, will indicate when the naughty bits start.]**
This took place when I was a student, 21 at the time. I used to go to this small bar four nights a week, became good friends with the regulars which were all in their twenties or thirties. It was a really nice place to be at, not the most popular, but the prices were decent and the owner would let us stay after closing time to play pool for free.
Most of the people there were quite sex positive, and some of them had had some fun together on occasions. It wasn’t rare for everyone to notice when a regular picked up someone, and then became a less frequent visitor for a while as they’d better things to do at night. In a way, I was the odd one out on that front, and there was some friendly ribbing about it. I’ve never been shy about physical touch, so it wasn’t rare to find me cozying up to someone, but I never made a move.