antiprincess

Wow. That's the first word that comes to my head when I think about last night. Wow. Last night, I participated in a evening of drunken debauchery that can probably best be described as lesbian group sex. While I didn't get as much action as the previous connotates, I am certainly not complaining. I spent a good deal of the evening making out with a hot topless girl that I have lusted after intermitently since December, surrounded by other hot girls in various states of undress, most of whom I also got the opportunity to touch or be touched by.

How did this all happen, you ask? Honestly, I can't be completely sure. It's never happened to me before, but hopefully it won't be the last time. It all started as an innocent "Pamper Party" (exchanging massages and doing each other's nails, etc.) at a friend of mine's house that consisted of about 8 bi or lesbian women. One girl got especially drunk, and started to strip for us, and then her friend got involved, and it escalated from there. I imagine I got into it thanks to a little help from most of a six pack of Smirnoff Ice. I was pretty toasted myself. In a typical situation, I may have watched shyly and unhappily from the sidelines, too nervous and shy to join without an expressed, written invitation, and too angry at myself for being shy to enjoy myself.

So, yeah, wow. I'm kind of a slut.