When I was 19 and for the most part still sexually inexperienced, there was a light skinned black chick with huge titties/ass that would always flirt with me. I kissed her once, she bought me a 32oz on my bday, and she would always send me flirty messages when Myspace was still cool.
One weekend there was a party at the house I was living at. My roommate turned 21. I was living on a couch in the garage surrounded by random crap people would normally put in storage. One thing led to another and it was just me and her alone lying down on the couch looking at pictures on my camera. I was too puss to try anything and eventually one of my random homies unintentionally cock blocked by walking in on us and then hanging out.
The next weekend I was invited as a date by one of her "sisters" to "Greek Presents," (she was in a sorority.) The girl I came with was a self-proclaimed lesbian so I had little to no obligation to stay with her all night. Three more of my friends came as dates too. I pre-gamed with one of them by drinking a 40oz before they picked us up.
When we got there some random hero was handing out 21+ wristbands to anyone willing to ask for one. I had another beer, took another shot, and someone bought me a Long Island. There I was, drunk as fuck, having the time of my life, watching fine-ass sorority girls perform dance routines in skimpy dresses. The formalities stop and shit turns into a full fledged dance party. I'm tryna get freaky with anyone and everyone out there, and then I see her.
She has a skimpy dress with her tits halfway out already. I could see the line at the edge where the nipple meets the skin, but try not to stare. She hands her camera to one of my three friends with us and motions for him to take a picture of me and her. A light bulb lit up in my head and I somehow came up with the idea to lightly tug on her dress, light enough where she wouldn't notice, yet strong enough where her nipple would show up producing the greatest picture I'd ever been involved in.
Shit didn't go as smooth as I pictured in my head. I told my friend to take the picture on 3. 1...2...3...SWOOP! In my drunken state I managed to yank the fuck out of her dress, exposing her entire right titty, and then immediately bounced towards the dance floor like it was no biggie. I found out a few days later I actually ripped the strap.
After maybe 20 seconds of wandering around in a crowd, one of our mutual friends walks up to me and asks "What the fuck did you do?!" She freaked out about it and was crying all emotional like. I immediately realized what a dumb shit I was and sobered up pretty quick once half her sorority had me cornered in the foyer while one of them cussed me out and made threats on my life. Some pissed off frat dude told me to "just leave" so my friends escorted me out bodyguard style.
I felt really bad about it and apologized to her at school in front of two of her sisters. She started crying which made me shed a tear or so, and she said if I was really sorry I would have to apologize to her in front of her entire Sorority. The next weekend I tried to do it, but the prez decided to be a bitch and made me come back next weekend. Came back, gave the most awkward apology in front of dozens of pissed off bitches, then they accepted and let me know that some of them were selling weed brownies as a fundraiser. I've never gotten even close to scoring with a black chick since then...fucking college.