Chapter 12: Breakfast and a Movie
I woke up the next morning in my own bed next to Chris. Seeing him asleep next to me filled me with warmth. Alexis was snuggled with Ty in her bed on the other side of the room. Though I only had a few drinks the night before, I didn't remember how we got back to our dorm room. I do remember receiving the best fucking of my life. I guess that intense pounding by three horny studs induced a delirium that screwed with my head as well as my body, creating a lapse in my memory.
I got out of bed carefully, quietly pulled an oversized T-shirt over my naked body, opened the door, and went down the hall to the bathroom. When I returned, I snuggled back into bed with Chris, which caused his eyelids to flutter open. "Good morning, handsome." I kissed him softly on his lips.
He groaned and murmured, "Morning." He flopped an arm around my waist. "Someone slept well."
I kissed him noisily all over his face. "I slept really well. I was worn out after last night. Plus, I'm so happy to wake up and find you in my bed!"
"You slept in the car on the way home. I had to carry you from the car up to your room and you were asleep the entire time."
"That explains why I don't remember how I got here." I kissed him again. "Thanks for taking care of me. I hope I wasn't too heavy for you."
"It's a good thing I go to the gym!" he teased.
I gave him a playful slap on the cheek. "Such a strong man, you are!" I said in an exaggerated tone and squeezed his biceps. "Actually, you do have impressive muscles." He flexed for me. "Very nice. I'm such a lucky girl." He smiled.
"Stop flirting, you two. It's too early for that much cuteness." Alexis threw a pillow across the room that hit me in the back.
"Now you know what I've had to put up with all year!" I retorted, laughing. "I've tolerated a lot from you and your boyfriend." I threw the pillow back at her.
"Speaking of boyfriends..." She looked at Ty, then at Chris and I. "I want to hear everything about you and my boyfriend, and Yasmín's boyfriend, and your boyfriend last night. You had quite the evening, young lady! How did you like having three boyfriends to yourself?"
I buried my red face in my hands and cringed. When I looked up, they were all grinning at me. "I'm embarrassed to admit it, but honestly, it was truly amazing! It was the best sexual experience I've ever had." I put both thumbs up while they all laughed.
"I know the boys liked it too. Isn't that right, gentlemen?"
"Hell yeah," enthused Ty.
"Yeah, it was pretty wild," agreed Chris.
"You don't think it was too wild?" I asked apprehensively. I was still feeling insecure about him judging me. I had fun, but I was still really worried that I would scare him away.
"No," he reflected, "just the right amount of wild, I think. I mean, I'll admit that I've never done anything like that before, and if you had asked me beforehand if I was comfortable with it, I probably would have said 'no,' but once I was there in the moment, and it was happening, I just went with the flow and decided to let it happen. And, I'm glad I did." I breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand in mine.
"That's it exactly!" I said excitedly. "All these wild things that I've done lately, I never did any of them before and I never would have done them on my own, but when Lance takes charge and tells me to do them, I just want to do them because he makes me. I mean, he doesn't have a gun to my head or anything like that. He's not really forcing me, but he directs me with such authority and he expects me to comply, so I do it because I don't want to disappoint him. I don't want to go against what he says. I want to please him." I paused. "And, if I'm really being honest, I want to do those things. I want him to tell me what to do. When he directs me, it gives me permission to act wild. His commands to do what he wants me to do actually free me to surrender to my own desires. Ultimately, I do them because I want to please myself. He just gives me the excuse to do what I want to do."
There was silence in the room. At first, it seemed like a natural lull in the conversation, in which everyone was contemplating what I had said. But as the silence went on, it became more awkward. Then, I got worried again. "I'm sorry. I overshared." I pulled my hand away from Chris, and covered my face in embarrassment again.
Alexis wrapped herself in a blanket, shuffled over to my bed and sat on the other side of me. She hugged me tight. "No, you're right. I know exactly what you mean. I feel the same way. I like it when he gets all dominant and pushes me out of my comfort zone. It's like my feminist mind is shocked and offended, but then my body responds by getting all hot and bothered. And whenever that struggle happens, I've discovered that I prefer it when my vagina overrules my brain." We all laughed heartily. I laughed out of relief. I think the boys laughed at her language.
"So, I'm not the only kinky freak in the room?" I asked timidly.
"Apparently not. We were all there and we all participated." She looked at Ty, urging him to be supportive too. "And we all enjoyed it, right?"
"Yeah, yeah," both of the boys quickly chimed in.
"It was a little different for me," Ty began, "and probably for Chris too. I mean, like y'all said, I had never done any of those things before either, and I probably wouldn't have ever done them, if not for you hooking up with those two. However, on the one hand, I don't really want to be told what to do. And on the other hand, I'm glad that Lance orchestrated the scene and made things happen for all of us. As a black man, I never want to be anybody's slave, but if he can direct the play and get the actors to create memorable scenes, then I want to be cast in that play."
"Says the student who has enrolled in only one drama course in his life." Alexis teasingly rolled her eyes at him.
"Yeah, that's the same for me," added Chris. "I want to be my own man, but if he is going to arrange things in such a way that I wind up having sex with a hot chick, then I'm all for it." I shoved him good naturedly. "What?" he protested. I felt better hearing that they weren't judging me.
"And what about
