Yesterday was the first time I had gotten out in a couple weeks due to excuses, laziness, and legitimate busyness/unavailability. I joined a sports club at the beginning of the year for a sport I played (and did very well at) in high school. Over the past two months I have gotten to know the team and become almost friends with most of them. We had a game very early Saturday, and I prioritized playing well (for a bit of social proof with the group) over one night out. Luckily, the club put on an after-party Saturday night.

I started my night by meeting up with one of the guys on the team before walking over to the party. The party was held at the frat of one of the teammates, but we only had a vague idea of where we were going. We found ourselves coming up on a big building. As soon as we started to wonder if we found the right place, we noticed a giant lightup sign with the Greek letters that we so desperately wanted to see. We got in and started talking with people about the game, how it went, and whining that we lost by one point. While people were arriving, my friend and I played some beer pong. Unfortunately, after a few drinks I got tipsy enough that I started losing track of what is going on. This resulted in me following my friend around in a somewhat beta fashion.

After beer pong, my friend and I went to the dance floor. We bounced around a bit to the beat of the music and scanned for some girlies. Eventually, this girl comes up to my friend.

“You are sooooo cute, do you know that?”

“Uh, thanks”

She starts trying to flirt with him but he is not interested. Eventually he turns to me and says,

“Hey, let’s go get some drinks.”

We fled up to the bar and we got some delicious, delicious, high-quality natty lite. After a few minutes of standing around and talking, the girl (who I’ll call Sarah) comes back up.

“You ran away from me, didn’t you? You’re so mean!”

She was obviously inebriated and slightly horny. They went back and forth a bit, and I did what I could to try and diffuse the situation, but my friend seemed to like the attention so I eventually ended up just standing there. I really probably should have just found something else to do, but I felt like I should have stayed in case he needed me.

After a while, Sarah went off and we found ourselves talking to another group of girls. They were all around 6s (Average to above average) and one of them decided we should all go dance. Of course we oblige. There were three of them and two of us; the best ratio I have had in college yet. We ended up on a small platform and just dance around partnerless. Then suddenly my friend turned to me and just says,

“Dude, she’s coming back, grab a girl.” I look down and see Sarah looking around for my friend.

He starts dancing with one of the girls and I grab the cutest one near me and start grinding. God damn that was easy. Why didn’t I get the guts to do that earlier? After seeing us, Sarah stumbled off to find someone else to talk to. After a few minutes of “leave room for Jesus” style grinding for me and standard ass-to-crotch for my friend, I decide to step things up. I pull the girl in closer and put out my leg a bit to try and get the girl to start grinding on my leg.

Holy crap did that work. As soon as I brushed the right area the juices started flowing and she backed right into my leg. Oh damn did that feel good; first time I was the one to start dancing with a girl and have it go well. Feels good man. I kept trying to k-close between songs, but every time I turned her around, she just kind of went limp and looked down. Whatever, at least she was dry-humping my leg. Close enough. Unfortunately, just as soon as I started to have fun, the third girl in the group decided it was a good time to drop the guy she picked up, and go to the bathroom with her friends. The girl with my friend tells her that she doesn’t have to go and turns back to my friend, smiles and says,

“I don’t really want to have to go to the bathroom.”

I’m not so lucky and my girl scampers off. Fuck. Back to dancing by myself and socializing with people off of the dance floor. I ended up using a slightly less-alpha-than-desired tactic for trying to get a girl to dance with me. I brushed their arm, saw if they back off. If they didn’t, I brushed their abdomen and saw how they reacted. If they reacted by getting closer, I started dancing with them. It worked a whopping once, and the girl ended up leaving after a minute anyways. So yeah, stupid strategy, but at least I learned that half-assing it does NOT work, even if it did make me feel a lot better.

Then I noticed a girl with beautiful tits standing on a platform at the top of the stairs down to the dance floor. I talked to her and ended up asking her to come down and dance “with the normal people”. Definitely bad word choice there since I implied she wasn’t normal. When she said no, I told her “Alright, have fun looking over your dominion”. Small talk didn’t work either. Fuck.

For the two hours after that, I continued to walk around, played another game of beer pong, and kept trying to work my strategy to dance with girls. I also got to watch my friend come dangerously close to getting fucked in the middle of the party by Sarah. At one point my friend and I were talking with a girl and a guy about what was happening. The guy was telling him to go for it and just fuck Sarah while the girl was telling him to make the decision for himself. It was like when in cartoons when the angel and the devil appear on the character’s shoulders and whisper in their ear.

Then the angel decides to walk off and find this girl. We see her talk to Sarah. Fuck. definitely a bad thing. Another guy nearby asks me what is going on. I keep telling him that he’ll see. I see Sarah turn from the now ex-angel and start walking over. I slowly start counting down quietly to the other guy.

“Five…” Sarah took her first steps, “Four… Three… Two…” She was only ten feet away, “One…”

“You guys are such assholes!” She was here.

“Woah wah woah,” I said, “what did Angel say to you?”

“You are soooo mean,” Sarah turns to my friend and puts her hands on his face, “You guys are just such jerks. You’re cute, has anyone told you that?” She goes on like this for like five minutes before we get any useful information out of her. Angel is nowhere to be seen.

“Angel said that you guys are just messing with me and want to get with me.” Oh god. Was I included in this? I was just trying to enjoy the show. To be honest, I don’t remember how, but we eventually got her to go away. I whispered to my friend,

“Dude, I’ll walk you home if you want. I don’t want you to get raped.”

The entire situation tickled my funny bone.

One nice moment of the night came when a group of girls walked by me on the way to the bathroom and one of them put their hand on my back. I turned around and I see a cute girl smile at me as she walked up the stairs. To be honest, I have no idea if it was the same girl I danced with or not. Either way, great confidence boost.

Then a stroke of amazing luck happened. I found myself talking with my friend and the same group of girls as before. My friend looks to the girl he was dancing with before and suggests we go dance. We walk off to the stairs when I notice they are holding hands. Fuck it, I wouldn’t be embarrassed to copy them. I grabbed the hand of the girl I was with before and we step down onto the dance floor. Unfortunately, I missed an opportunity to get my hand on her lower back, but I was too drunk to be that smooth.

Once the dancing starts, I pick up where I left off. Leg out, girl on it. Slowly, as we danced and she got more into it, I began to move my hands from her waist to the side of her ass. At this point I’m rubbing my cock on her and she seemed to be having a blast. Then I went further with a girl than I ever have. Step One. Over the course of about five minutes, I move my hands to the front of her thighs. Step Two. I began massaging lightly. Step Three. After she was comfortable with the movement of my hands I got a little bit more aggressive with the massaging. Step Four. I went back to the side of her thighs, but I slowly pulled up the sides of her skirt. Step Five. I repeated steps two and three again, but this time on the spandex she had on under her skirt.

Step Six. I occasionally would move my hand to the inside of her thighs for a second or two, then back to the front. After about ten or fifteen minutes, I was just about rubbing her crotch. Unfortunately, after five minutes of pure awesome for me, she pulled her skirt back down. I was back to her thighs above the skirt. I just decided to slowly try and get back to where I was, but she excused herself to go to the bathroom. I then noticed that I was in a circle of a bunch of random people who may or may not have noticed what was going on.

I end up talking to the group of girls again at the end of the night, and I notice the girls are looking at each other smiling, but I can’t decide if it’s because they had a good time or if they were laughing at me. I’m going to assume the first for my own sake. I left with my friend to head home. He tells me that his girl took his hands and just put them on her tits. Nice. He worries that it will be awkward if he sees her at the club meetings. I mention to him my adventures and he tells me how lucky I was. I guess the grass is always greener.

What I got out of this:

  1. Be aggressive. Do first, think later

  2. Chase every attractive girl without remorse

  3. Get out more

  4. I’m more confident about physically escalating with girls (and that’s a biggie)