College had always been about pushing boundaries, trying new things, and discovering who I really was. My roommate, Emily, and I had been sorority sisters since freshman year—our friendship was mostly fun, a bit flirtatious at times, but I never took it seriously. I had a boyfriend back home, and honestly, I never thought much about being with a woman.

One Friday night, after pulling an all-nighter studying for finals, Emily and I crashed into bed exhausted. The room was dark, the only light flickering from her lava lamp. We’d been joking around all week about how crazy college was, and somehow, as we laughed and sipped a little wine, the mood shifted. Maybe it was the relaxed vibe, or the fact that I’d had a few drinks, but I started to notice her in a different way.

She looked at me, her eyes a little mischievous, and suddenly said, “You know, Kristin… I’ve never really thought about this before, but tonight feels kind of different. I mean, if I’m honest, I kind of want to see where this could go.”

My stomach fluttered. I was caught off guard—I had a boyfriend, and I’d never seriously considered being with a woman. But her tone was playful, her smile teasing, and I couldn’t help feeling a spark of curiosity.

“Yeah,” I managed to say, “me too. I mean… I’ve never really thought about it, but tonight… I don’t know. It’s kind of tempting.”

Before I could overthink it, she leaned in just a little closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Want to find out? Just for fun?”

I hesitated but then nodded. Why not? I was drunk on adrenaline, and honestly, I was curious—about her, about myself, about the whole idea of stepping outside what I’d always known.

Suddenly, her hand reached for mine, and her fingers intertwined with my own. She guided me closer, her lips brushing softly against mine—a quick, playful kiss. It was surprisingly light, almost teasing, but it sent a rush through my body.

Her lips parted just enough to brush against mine again—this time with more intent, more hunger. I responded, tentatively at first, then with growing confidence. The room felt electric, our bodies close, our lips exploring. Her hand traveled to my thigh, slipping under the edge of my shorts, and I felt a thrill I’d never experienced before—this wasn’t about love or romance, just fun and curiosity.

We flirted and teased, hands daring to explore further, laughter spilling from both of us as the moment spun out. I’d never thought about doing something like this, especially not with another woman. But here I was, caught up in the heat of it, realizing that I was more open than I’d ever believed.

Just as things started to heat up, a knock on the door broke the spell. I froze, the surprise plastered on my face. Emily and I exchanged wide-eyed glances.

I had a boyfriend back home—thought I was straight—and now I was here, heated and mid-moment with my roommate. And I wasn’t sure if I was ready to stop.

The door creaked open slightly and…

The unexpected knock on the door jolted us both out of our moment. For a second, everything froze—the teasing touches, the heat between us, the buzz of adrenaline. My heart thumped wildly in my chest as I looked at Emily, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Whoa,” she whispered breathlessly. “Who could that be?”

I hesitated, my hand still trembling a little from the rush. We both knew this was a college dorm—probably a friend, maybe a roommate from across the hall, or a late-night study buddy. But in this moment, it felt like the universe testing us.

Emily glanced toward the door, her playful grin shifting into something more mischievous. “Well,” she whispered, “think fast.”

I took a deep breath and reached for the door handle, my mind racing. Was I about to open the door and ruin everything… or was this just another crazy college night full of surprises? My hand hesitated on the doorknob as I debated whether to hide behind it or face whatever was on the other side.

Finally, I pulled it open, revealing…

I hesitated, then swung the door open. Standing there—just outside the doorway—was Sarah, a mutual friend from our sorority, her eyes bright with curiosity and amusement. She was holding her phone in one hand, glancing between us with a knowing smile.

“Hey,” Sarah said casually, leaning slightly on the doorframe. “I saw your lights on, and I figured I’d pop by. Need anything? Or… is tonight just the usual college chaos?”

I felt a rush of heat in my cheeks. Emily’s eyes widened, but she kept her playful smirk. Neither of us had expected guests—especially not in the middle of… well, whatever this was.

Emily leaned in close, her voice teasing, “Actually, Sarah… we were just hanging out. You’re welcome to join us if you want. But—” she paused, her eyes glinting—“be warned, things might get… interesting.”

Sarah raised an eyebrow, grinning. “Oh? Interesting, huh?”

I bit my lip, feeling a thrill of nervous excitement. I looked from Emily to Sarah—who had always been fun, daring, and flirtatious. I had no idea what this night could turn into, but I could feel the energy crackling around us, promising that tonight was far from over.

Sarah stepped inside, closing the door behind her, and the room suddenly felt way more electric than it had just moments before. That was the night I experienced my first threesome. It was a night I’ll never forget…