The time I [F] ended up going home with two guys rather than one from the club

Hello I’m a long time lurker here and thought I wanted to try sharing a story of my own, this happened a few years ago but was the first one which came to mind to write about.

I was 19 at the time, studying at university and had just had my long term boyfriend break up with me the month previous. Being single for the first time I didn’t quite know what to do with myself and my friends suggested we go out clubbing.

We all got dolled up and headed out in a taxi to the other side of town where the best club was, and we had a great night. I won’t bore you with all the details but there was plenty of alcohol and I got pretty hammered.

I ended up making out with some guy on the dance floor, I can’t remember how we met. His hands squeezed me through the tight material of my dress and I pressed myself up against the outline of his erection. I could see my friends giggling at me as I did and egging me on but I was too drunk and honestly horny to bother.