A hot, steamy Fountain Day threesome

   I have been a lip whore, taken the walk of shame, fantasized about my teachers, been the other woman and flirted with two men. But none of this comes close to my experience last weekend — a threesome with Kyle and my friend Alexis.

   Alexis and I took shots of vodka for breakfast on Sunday. We were pre-gaming for Fountain Day. It didn’t take long before we were both obliterated and on a bus to campus.

   Alexis was splashing around the fountain and making out with a random guy, while I chucked flip-flops and beach balls into the crowd.

   We saw a friend from class and said hello.

   “Isn’t this chick married?” he asked about Alexis.

   “She most certainly is not!” I shouted as I pulled her close and kissed her. We made out briefly and the guy disappeared. He couldn’t handle the heat.

   After our drunken splash-fest, we staggered down Washington Ave. waiting for my friend Jake to pick us up. “Let’s have a party tonight,” I said. “Invite everyone!”

   Jake finally arrived, and we sent out a mass text: “Party at Victoria’s at 4:39 p.m. Be there or be square!”

   After I took a quick shower, Alexis stripped in my living room in front of me and Jake. She threw her wet clothes on the ground, and hopped in the shower.

   After her shower, I asked Alexis if she wanted a hot shot.   

   “What is that?” she asked.

   “I can’t tell you what it is,” I said. “You have to agree and trust me.”

   She shook her head “yes.” I poured a shot of pink vodka and knocked it back.   

   The liquor was bitter on my tongue as I grabbed her face. Our lips locked and I gave her the shot from my mouth. “Hot, huh?” I asked. She smiled.

   “Jake, do you want one?” I asked. I gave him his shot, and we kissed briefly, but I pulled away. I wasn’t about to get tangled up in that mess again!

   It didn’t take long for people to show up. We were drinking and grilling burgers and chicken in no time.

   After dinner we decided to play some drinking games. First we played Kings and then a few rounds of Questions. Alexis and I kept getting asked to make out, so we did. Cameras flashed and boys hollered.

   “I don’t like all of them watching us,” Alexis said. I grabbed her hand. “Let’s go in my room and make out.”

   Nobody noticed we were gone for a few minutes. I pulled away from our passionate make out-fest to see Kyle standing in the doorway. I got up and grabbed his shirt. He was on top of me, and within a few seconds all three of us were kissing. I didn’t have time to grasp what was happening before Alexis had yanked our clothes off. I decided to relax and enjoy the ride.

   The three of us were hot, and the foreplay was intense. Kyle was throwing Alexis around the bed and pulling her hair, while I sucked on her neck. When the two of them started having sex, my mind went somewhere else. What was I doing? Was this really how I wanted my first time with Kyle to be? I left the room. From what I could hear, Kyle was rocking her world, and they didn’t need any help from me.

   I drank a beer on my front porch and thought about the situation. I decided to get in the shower to clear my head. I was about to lather up when Kyle and Alexis knocked on the bathroom door.

   “Come in,” I yelled.

   “We are getting in!” I didn’t have time to respond. The three of us were now hooking up in the shower.

   I decided to let all my thoughts go and enjoy this hot, slippery, sex-fest in my shower. I have never been so aroused in my life. Alexis and I were kissing and Kyle joined in. He went back and forth from me to her. The water made everything more intense. My head was spinning with passion, when my roommate knocked on the door. “Are you guys almost done?” she yelled. “I need to use the bathroom.”

   With our steamy love-fest interrupted, Kyle and Alexis returned to the bedroom. “Choke me, smack me, and make me want it!” I heard, before deciding to sit the rest of this one out. By now, most of the party had left. I grabbed a Corona Light and headed back to the porch.

   I sat outside, looking at the stars, wondering how I got myself into this situation. I really liked Kyle, and now he was screwing my friend. I decided I didn’t care. Kyle and I were just friends, who had now engaged in something so outrageous that even I considered not writing about it. I have decided that life is too short, and I shouldn’t waste what time there is worrying about why things happen — just enjoy them when they do, no matter how scandalous they turn out to be.