I think I was 19. I know I was young, but I was in a bar with a friend a year younger than me. Drinking age was 18 back then. We ended up sitting with two girls, one we both knew well named Jody, and he knew her better than me as she was in his graduation class. The other girl I didn’t know, don’t think he did either. Both were nice looking, but I think the less familiar girl I was with was hotter
Well we were getting friendly, but he was doing better than me soon making out with Jody there in the bar, but I was making progress too. I recall some asshole friend from my graduating class trying to cockblock me, so I punched a chair across the room making hm dodge aside. It wasn’t to intimidate him, just to let him know he was being as asshole.
There was a tense moment when Jody’s boyfriend showed up. He apparently disapproved of her making out with my friend. Luckily it didn’t lead to a fight, the guy gave her a lot of grief, and then knocked the table as he past us and left. There was some recriminations and discussion, and in embarrassment of the drama my friend left. We were all fairly drunk at this point and the bar was closing.
I got offered a ride home by the girl I just met, so there I was sitting in a car between both girls as she drove erratically up the mountain several miles to the next town where I lived, conveniently on the way for them. By this time I was feeling up the hot driver between her legs, and she was willing. I was drunk, we were all very drunk, so at some point my other hand ended up on Jody’s thigh too. I felt her legs part, so now I was rubbing both girl’s crotches through their jeans.
It was about then while coming down off the mountain there was a wide sharp turn. It’s possible I distracted the driver with my hand between her legs. I think my other hand between Jody’s legs was taking even more liberties because she had her legs spread wide at this point not having to try and concentrate on the road. Well anyway, the girl driving lost control and we went off the road sliding and heading for the trees. I somehow released her pussy and grabbed the wheel; I fought that car for several hair raising seconds until I got it back on the road, bouncing and dirt flying. The girl driving, now a bit sheepish, looked over and carefully said, “Thank you,” for not letting us die.
It wasn’t far from there to my grandparents house. With grandparents in the house, wasn’t much else I could do, not like I could take them to my bedroom and have grandma and grandpa listen to our 3-way through the wall. I made out with the girl for a bit leaning against her car hood while Jody was beside us so close she was touching. I think Jody was feeling a bit left out.
I don’t know how I wrestled that car with one left hand back on the road? It’s a bad turn. I was so fucked up. I was driving on that road recently, there’s not much room for error. I don’t recall the girl’s name and don’t think I saw her again. Stupidly, I never got her number. I think I assumed I would see her again soon.
Ironically, the same damn thing happened a year later, this time in the DC area. I was in the car with the two girls, the by far least attractive one sucking on my neck while I watched the good looking one drive. Deja vu, the driver went off the median down the hill into the grass and dirt, and again I grabbed the wheel with my left hand (I’m right handed) and wrestled the car back on the interstate. Again I got a ‘thank you.’ My friends following us said they were sure they would be pulling our bodies out of the wreckage.
I don’t know how we live past 21?