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My friends and I decided to go to the same dance club where we had moderate success before. This time, I was determined to make something happen. We went in and tried grinding on a couple of girls, but they all rejected us. I approached a two-set, but they were more interested in toying with us rather than getting sexual from the start. There was a little bit of flirting here and there, but I was getting the impression that we were just being their monkeys for their enjoyment. I wasn't going to have any of that.
After several more rejections (probably 10+), I began to feel a little depressed.
I was in a great mood now. I went up to another girl I saw earlier provocatively dancing with another guy, and began grinding on her. She turned around, gave me a look over, and grinded heavily into my crotch. Again, I ran my hands over her body, and even gave her pussy a little rub. Then she turned around and said she had to look out for her friend (grinding on another dude next to us) who she said was quite drunk. The guy her friend was grinding on gave me a dirty look as he followed the two girls into the crowd. I just smiled and didn't care. I was elated...probably in the "social god mode" that 60 writes about.
I went around, probably got rejected a couple more times, but at this point I didn't care. I was practically high off my good feelings. I found another girl to grind on. This girl was with her friend, who was grinding haphazardly on this unfortunate-looking guy. My girl and her friend were face-to-face, probably whispering to each other. There came a point where the girl's friend's face was very close to mine, so I gently touched her cheek with my hand and attempted to kiss her. She pulled away, saying "sorry." I expected the two of them to leave right then, but they stayed surprisingly.
I began grinding on my girl very heavily, running my hands all over her body, which was pretty sweaty at this point. Then I spun her around and danced with her face-to-face. I brushed by hand over her face and went for the kiss. She hesitated, and I just waited gently, looking deep into her eyes. Then, almost magnetically, she was drawn into my lips and we began kissing very softly. Our surroundings just melted away and it took me a while to realize that we had stopped dancing. We were two people, standing still, kissing very affectionately in the middle of a raucous dance floor. After a few (delicious) moments, she pulled away, THANKED ME, and said she had to watch out for her friend, who I expected wasn't having too much fun with her guy. They disappeared into the crowd and I just smiled.
"So that's what Cosy means," I thought.
I went around and got rejected a couple more times, but I didn't care. I was so confident, it was almost as if I were on a different plane of consciousness. No rejection fazed me, and I was swimming in my own mind. The difference was that I had NO HESITATION ANYMORE, and that was improving my results as well.
Later on I was grinding with another girl. When I ran my hands over her body, she put her hands over mine. I turned my hands around and our hands were clasped together, again very affectionately. Looking back, that was the KIOM. She turned around and told me she had to look for her friend, and I told her I would help her. She took my hand and led me around, but then I took the lead and led her into a dark corner where we began making out very heavily. It wasn't at all like the first makeout. That one was very soft, gentle, and affectionate. This one was hard, messy, "I wanna tear your clothes off" type of make out.
"I want you so bad," I said while fingering her pussy, "I'm so horny right now."
I pulled back her hair and kissed her neck. She let out a soft moan and then pushed me away gently. "I can't do this," she said, "I have to find my friend, but thank you." She walked away into the crowd, but not before giving my cock a squeeze.
"So that's what Sleazy» means," I thought.
Before I knew it, the club was closing down and every girl seemed to be paired up with a guy. I left, but it was a very satisfied feeling to leave with this experience.
I had two makeouts on the same night Friday night. One was a little bit Cosy, the other a little bit Sleazy».
My state was shot, and I didn't feel like putting in the effort anymore. But then, I decided to give it one more shot. I went up to a girl "AFC style" (meaning from behind) and started grinding on her. She turned around, gave me a look, and grinded thoroughly onto me. My mood instantly lifted, and I was rubbing my hands all over her body while slapping her ass. It was great fun until her girlfriend pulled her away and off they disappeared into the crowd.
