This is a real life experience that I would like share. First a little about me. I'm a 21 year old Indian girl born and bred in the U.K. I'm 5'6, have a slim line body, long light brownish hair. I'm from the Leeds area, where I stay with my family, namely my mother, father and older brother. I'm currently studying Law at a university in Wales. I was brought up conservatively but have always had a curious mind when it came to sex. I exploited the freedom that university brought along with it, purposely opting for one that was quite a far bit away. Although this was not my first sexual encounter it is one out of a few that stands out in my head. It occurred on the night of my 19th birthday, which was the first I was celebrating away from home.
"...No dad. I'm staying in Wales this week," I said abruptly to my father on the eve of my birthday. It was a Thursday, as I had Fridays off it was a customary thing to leave Wales on the Friday to be home for the weekend.
"But your birthday is tomorrow Sarita. Your mother has gone to so much trouble cooking your favourite dishes and she's planning on baking you a cake. Even Ashish is coming home. You have to come."
My father was trying to reason with me to spend the weekend at home. Ashish, my brother, was studying in London and hadn't been home for a couple of weeks. Somehow my parents though my birthday was reason enough to bring him home.
"I can't come home this weekend dad. I have too much work to do," I lied.
It's not that I hated spending time with my family. It was just that going home every weekend was beginning to become rather tiresome and I didn't really see the point in trekking all that way every for what was essentially one full day - the Saturday - then back up on Sunday.
"Anyway Ashish isn't coming home. He texted me last week," I told him.
I was never really close to my brother. We had some issues.
" I'll just stay here and come back next weekend. In fact I can come back on Thursday as I have Thursday off." I thought that being home an extra day the following week would be some form of compensation for me missing this week.
"Ok...I'll tell your mother. She will be hurt, but I'll tell her you really wanted to come but couldn't because of your studies," he said reluctantly. He had finally given in after 42 minutes of what was a usual 30 second call.
"Great!" I thought to myself after hanging up the phone. A few friends of mine had vague plans to celebrate my birthday the following day. Nothing was concrete as I wasn't sure if I'd be allowed to stay. For gods sake, I was turning 19 but still had to beg my father to stay away for one weekend. Crazy! However now the plans could start to materialise. We decided to start off at the student union, a neutral place for everyone to meet and then head off to a place not far from the university. It was a good club and we always seemed to have a good time in there. On the day of my birthday there was a knock on my door at 4 pm. I opened it and in came 4 of my closest friends, each with a card and bottle of either vodka, baileys, white rum or brandy.
"The party begins now!" one of them shouted.
We started drinking at around 4.30. First I was made a cocktail of some sort which they watched me down after some persuasion. By 7.30 the bottles were almost finished. It was time to get ready. I had my outfit ready. I slipped into my dark red strap top which had 3 buttons at the top. Leaving two buttons undone was enough to give a hint of my cleavage. I had developed early as a girl and had a chest that I was very much proud of. I wear a 34 D size bra and that red top hugged around my breasts perfectly. My breasts are very firm, giving a perfectly round shape to my top. My beasts sit high on my chest. I put on my black skirt which came to the middle of my thighs. I have slender legs which were shown to perfection in the skirt. My black 3 inch heels were to complete my outfit.
We arrived at the S.U around 8.15pm. More drinks flowed as the group got larger and larger. At 9.30 I had my bum pinched. I turned around and was greeted by the smiling face of Raj. I knew Raj from school. Pinching my bum was his way of greeting me since I can remember.
"This is Aaron," he said directing my gaze to a tall white guy.
The first thing I noticed was his arms were huge! Obviously loves working out I though to myself. He had a toned body, wearing a plain white shirt with blue jeans. His hands were huge.
He smiled and extended his hand saying, "Happy Birthday."
He had the most amazing smile I had seen. He had great looking skin, slighty tanned.
"Hi." I said somewhat nervously, meeting his hand with mine.
"We don't shake hands with Sarita," said Raj looking at Aaron. Then looking at me he added, "She's not kind of girl."
He smiled and walked off to the bar. I was left with Aaron just small talking really for about a minute or two before one my friends came over and suggested we move on to another bar. We all moved on and more drinks followed. By now I was very tipsy. I was in a very playful mood. Although a fairly shy girl, once I've had a few the confidence shoots out of me. Yet more drinks and we finally arrived at the club. We had broken off into groups walking to the club. I was with Raj, Aaron, Nita, Sara, Ryan and Andy. Nita and Sara got in no problems. I was next.
The door woman looked at me and asked in a stern manner, "Any I.D?"
I looked up and quickly realised it was the same woman who 2 weeks prior had chucked my friend out of another club and who I had a very heated argument with.
"Yeah I do," I said calmly. I looked in my bag and pulled out my driver license.
She didn't even look at it. "You're too drunk. Step aside please."
"What?" I protested.
I knew she wasn't going to let me in. Rather than give her the satisfaction of arguing with her I said, "Fine." I started to walk away.. "You lot can go in," I said to the rest.
"We are not doing that," said Raj. "We will go somewhere else," he offered.
"I'm not in the mood now," I told him.
"Then we will go home with you," he replied.
Ryan and Aaron came with us. Andy said "Fuck that. I'm going in." And went in.
"Fuck off!" yelled Raj.
"Leave it," I said firmly to Raj.
I had only met Ryan once with his girlfriend. I didn't really know him but it was nice of him to come with us. I admired that. We went back to my house I was renting with a couple of friends. No one was there.
"Fuck it Sarita. We will just get pissed here!" said Raj.
"Yeah," agreed the others.
"Okay," I said.
Ryan and Raj went off to the shop to get some more drinks. I was left alone with Aaron.
"Got any cards?" he asked.
"Yeah I loads of Birthday cards," I said.