The following is my third story I've posted to Literotica and my third real life experience. My first two stories dealt with my sexual experiences involving my boyfriend at the time and his roommate and occurred about 3 years ago when I was 22.
I stopped dating Steve, my former boyfriend, about 6 weeks after my second threesome with him and his roommate Brian. The subsequent story occurred when I was 23 years old, about 1 year after my first threesome. Over the 10 months after I stopped seeing Steve, I dated a few different guys but nothing very serious. I certainly never came close to experiencing anything like those two amazing nights. That's not to say I didn't think about it. In fact, I thought about it a great deal. It's just that I wasn't prepared to walk into a bar and grab the first two guys I saw and tell them, 'You two, I need you to come with me.'
As I said, I was 23 years old when I met Damon. He was cute, but not the type of guy I usually dated. I tend to go for the well-built jock types and while Damon had a decent build, he wasn't huge. Damon was about 5' 10'' and 180 lbs. with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was also kinda weird and very laid back. Anyway, we weren't super serious and definitely had a lot of fun together. I was in a pretty crazy stage at this point in my life as far as socializing goes, hitting the bars or clubs maybe 4 or 5 times a week. Often, the two of us went out with groups of my friends or groups of Damon's friends and sometimes both.
On this particular day in the late summer we had a bunch of friends over to Damon's apartment. There were about 20 people there and we did lots of drinking, dancing, listening to music, etc. This went on for most of the afternoon. At about 6:00 pm the last of our guests left. Damon and I had some more drinks and he asked if I was going to get ready for tonight
''Jason and Ben should be here in an hour so you might want to hop in the shower if you want to be ready before they get here.'' Said Damon.
Damon and I were planning on going out this evening to a few clubs with his friend Jason and Jason's roommate Ben. I had never met Ben before, but Jason, well let me tell you about him. I met Damon's friend, Jason, a few weeks after I began dating Damon. I was instantly attracted to him. I often wondered what would have happened if I had met Jason before Damon. Jason was definitely my type, about 6' 1'' and 195 lbs. and built like a model for a men's fitness magazine. He had short dark hair and gorgeous blue eyes. Jason and I flirted shamelessly, especially when Damon wasn't around, but it had never amounted to anything.
I finished my vodka and tonic and grabbed a bottle of beer as I headed to the bathroom and started the shower. The steaming water felt great cascading onto my body as I sipped the beer from the bottle and enjoyed my ever-increasing ''buzz''. I took my time shaving my legs and trimming my pubic hair to a small strip. I finished showering, turning off the water as I stepped out of the shower and dried my self off. I wrapped myself in a big towel and headed for the bedroom to get dressed. I undid the towel wrapped around my head and my red hair spilled out, just touching my shoulders. I'm not sure why, but for some reason, I decided to let the towel on my body fall to the floor, as I stood naked in front of the full-length mirror on the closet door. I was pleased with what I saw. My shapely legs took up a good bit of my 5' 5'' frame. I've always been built pretty well, but since beginning to work out regularly about a year and a half ago, my 110 lbs. were now distributed quite well across my body. I ran my fingers across my flat stomach and noticed how well my perky 34C breasts stood out. Finally, I went to my bag to decide what to wear tonight.
First I pulled out a pair of black thong panties and slipped them on. I had been turned on to them about 6 months ago, and after a few days of discomfort, I now loved how they felt. I also loved how guys went nuts when they saw them on me. Next I pulled a white bra out of my bag and strapped it on. It wasn't too fancy, but it did push my breasts together a bit, not that I needed the help, but I like to show some cleavage. Then I grabbed a short black leather mini-skirt I had just picked up and slid it on. It came down just a few inches past my butt and thanks to the thong, the leather felt quite sexy against my bare ass. Then I pulled out my shoes, a pair of black mules with an open toe and 3 inch heels and stepped into them. Next I pulled out a white blouse that fit pretty tightly and looked quite awesome with the top 2 buttons undone.
I came back out to the living room and Damon and I had a few more drinks. He commented on how nice I looked. Soon the doorbell rang and I hopped up to get the door. Jason and Ben were waiting on the other side.
''Wow! Great outfit Heather!'' said Jason excitedly, ''This is my roommate Ben.''
''Thanks, nice to meet you Ben.'' I said.
Ben seemed nice enough, but quiet. He was average looking, maybe 5' 9'' and 180 lbs. with blonde hair. Jason looked terrific as usual. He had on a pair of khaki shorts that showed off his hairy muscular legs and a black polo short.
''Damn! That skirt should be illegal!'' exclaimed Jason as he followed me into the living room.
I mentioned how we flirted frequently and he always commented when I wore anything particularly tight or revealing. It seemed like the skirt was a hit.
Well, we were only going to spend an hour or so at the apartment before heading out for the night, but that turned into about 3 hours. We were playing some drinking games and Jason seemed quite intent on getting me wasted, although I certainly didn't need the help. Finally, we decided it was time to hit the club.
We arrived at the club and didn't slow down a bit. We had a few drinks and I pulled Damon up on the dance floor with me a number of times, much to his dismay. It seemed like every time we got back to our table, Jason had a shot or a fresh drink waiting for me. After maybe an hour and a half of this we settled down at the table for a while. Sometimes, when I'm out with a group of Damon's friends, I'll try and find some women to hook them up with. I usually have no trouble finding someone for Jason, but tonight he didn't seem interested in any one I introduced him to. I remember pointing out this sexy blonde at one point, she had on a tight red dress and her breasts were practically spilling out of it.
''No, I don't think she's my type.'' Said Jason as he leaned towards me. Speaking directly into my ear now he said, ''But I'd love to see you in that dress. I bet you'd look fucking fabulous in it''
It was getting pretty late and we had all tied one on by now. I decided I wanted to dance again before the club closed, but Damon didn't want to dance anymore. Instead he turned to Jason and asked him to join me.
