When I was at university I was a bit of a slut to put it bluntly. I used to think I knew everything there was to know about sex, but then would often get myself into situations way over my head. I'm a lot wiser now but still get turned on thinking about what I did. The story I am going to share is from a night when I was completely drunk out my skull. I remember it in parts but have a pretty good idea what happened.
When I was 19 and just a freshman in university, I thought a good way to get a man interested was to make him jealous. There was a lad at the uni I fancied so with this in mind I went out one night with him and his mates wi the specific intent of making him jealous. I didn't want a relationship with him, I just wanted to fuck him. So I wore a short skirt, some heels and tight fitting vest. I had this half cup bra that I had got in Ann summers and thought it was the sexiest thing on the planet and so always when I wanted a guys attention I'd wear it. I was only just starting to find exhibitionism a turn on and I always knew if a guy were to see down my top, he'd see my nipples as the bra wouldn't cover them. I remember wearing it this night too under my tight vest. You could probably see my nipples through the material.
Anyway so I went to the student union bar, thinking I was the best thing when really I probably just looked like a cheap slut who was trying too hard. I met up with the guys and began to flirt with one of them to make the other guy jealous. Except, as usual, way in over my head. I drank far too much and quickly lost all inhibition. I sat in the guys lap trying to get the other guys attention. He started bouncing me on his lap, obviously trying to give the other guys a good look at my bouncing tits in my top. Me being the stupid drunk slut I was, thought it was just him flirting with me, not me making a massive fool of myself. As the night went in I got drunker and wetter. I could feel the guys hard dick through his jeans. I remember being shocked at how big it felt - certainly bigger than I'd had before.
As I got drunker, I guess I lost track of my plan to make the other guy jealous and his mate ended up leading me outside. We went behind the student union bar and started kissing. One thing lead to another and he ended up getting his dick out and pushing me down in to a squatting position. He had me backed against the wall and I remember just being shocked at how big it was. Even bigger than what it had felt like through the trousers. It wasnt so much long, just very thick. He put his hands in my head and made me suck his dick. I struggled with the girth but he got it in. It was then that I had the most degrading experience of my life, and probably the most eye opening too.