Go to the social

"I'm gonna go to the social," you decide, to a squeal of delight from Hazel, who hugs you tightly. You're keen to take the opportunity to get to know your classmates beyond the physical - not that you don't greatly enjoy that kind of greeting. And besides, it's difficult to say no to these two girls.

"Will you hurry up?" Hazel puts her hands on her hips, frowning as you take another bite of your burger. You swallow, then stick your tongue out at her - only for the remainder of your food to be seized from you.

"Hey!" you protest - but it's too late. Naomi coolly licks the sauce off her fingers, eyeing you as she does so.

"There - now he's done," she smirks. "Come on, Felix. No time to waste."

"See you later, Emma," you nod to the redhead, as you stand up.

"Have fun!" she calls after you, as Hazel and Naomi each hook an arm around one of yours.

"Now, young man, you're to be on your best behaviour, understand?" Hazel warns you in her best motherly voice, though she struggles to keep a straight face.

"Mmm," agrees Naomi. "You can enjoy yourself, but remember you belong to us, first and foremost."

"Aye aye, ma'ams," you grin. "Should I be worried about the kind of party this is?"

"It's only meant to be a few drinks and a chance to meet some people," Naomi shrugs. "But I imagine meeting a man like you could put that at risk."

"I'll try my best," you laugh.

"Yeah," chips in Hazel. "You'd better save all the good stuff for us this evening - Emma and us are planning on testing out the hot tub, and it won't be nearly as fun without you."

You arrive at the common room, and enter with a girl on each arm - only to be stopped by two girls furiously kissing one another, who careen into your path, giggling into each other's mouths, before collapsing onto a sofa together.

You raise an eyebrow at Naomi. "Only a few drinks?"

"Hi!" You look up to see a beautiful face beaming at you, framed by dirty-blonde curls. "I'm Sandy, the Junior Student Committee president. I'm glad you could make it!"

"I'm Felix," you smile back. "And these are my lovely roommates, Hazel and Naomi."

"Felix... Felix Samson?" asks Sandy. You nod. "I thought I recognised you!"

"Hey, paws off him," mewls Hazel. "He's ours."

"It's an unwritten rule here that everyone is fair game," Sandy informs her. "It's a code of conduct. No-one gets mad if someone they like sleeps with someone else. The only person I need to convince if I want to sleep with Felix, is Felix. Like so:"

Suddenly she steps towards you, grabs your tank top and pulls you into a kiss. Her lips are soft and moist, slipping easily over yours as she expertly makes out with you, her slim frame pressing against your upper body. All too soon, Sandy steps back. You glance at your companions, to see that whilst Hazel looks somewhat put out, Naomi looks like she definitely enjoyed it.

"But tonight I think I'll let him go," resumes Sandy. "We're here to make friends. Help yourselves to drinks and snacks in the corner, and have fun!" She gives you a quick wink, before dashing off to greet someone else.

You and Hazel grab a beer each, and look out at the room. Naomi has already sat down with the two girls from earlier, the three of them talking to one another and nodding vigorously as they recline with their arms around one another. There are a few larger groups standing around, and several pairs and trios chatting, occupying some of the many chairs and sofas scattered about the room.

You glance at Hazel, who shrugs, before you insert yourselves into the nearest large group. After introductions, Aaliyah resumes her story. "So when he found out I was a virgin, he called me a liar! He was utterly convinced someone as pretty as me couldn't help but sleep around! Although I guess he was right, in the end."

"I think I had my first time, when I was, like, [REDACTED]?" contributes Hazel.

"That's... young," comments a short girl with a Chinese accent.

"What can I say, I developed early, and I got horny," grins the American. "There was this guy in the year above me who I had a massive crush on. Back then, I thought he was tall, muscular... he played tennis at state level! I was determined for him to be my first. So one day after practice, I got naked and snuck into his changing room after practice. And the rest is history."

This triggers a general outcry. "Come on, you're not allowed to stop there! That doesn't even count!"

"Well, if you really must know," chuckles Hazel, "I seduced him. At first he refused to look at me, but I made my voice really sweet and girlish -" she reproduces it, "- and acted super nervous, like I had the biggest crush on him ever. Which I suppose was true, sort of. When he finally looked at me, and understood that I was offering him free sex, he came around to it."

You leave them to it, not quite as keen to share your first time. It's... special to you. Not something you want to turn into a spectacle. You flit around several more groups, recognising some of the girls from the classes you take, trying to imprint all their names in your memory. You do your best to relax and enjoy yourself, too. After spending almost twenty-four hours in a bizarre world where sex is ubiquitously studied and performed, it's quite a relief to find a somewhat normal part of the university.

"Hey, Felix!" Naomi is striding towards you. You did say somewhat normal. "Come and meet my new friends. I'm sure you're going to get on fabulously."

You greet the girls on their sofa. Every girl you've met on campus exceptionally beautiful, of course, but the playful smiles these two wear sets them apart in your eyes. The petite, Nigerian girl is Abeni; her D-cup breasts look huge on her tiny frame, straining against her crop-top. Ishita is a little taller than her, but not much; she's an Indian girl with a much flatter chest and a slender build.

"You weren't lying about him, Naomi," comments Abeni.

"Weren't lying about what?" you ask tauntingly, having a good guess of the answer.

"A few things," smiles Ishita. "But there are other things she's told us that we still can't be sure of."

You put on your most charming expression. "Well, I'll be happy to help in any way I can."

Suddenly Abeni reaches forwards and grabs your crotch. You flinch a little, then relax as you feel her hand feeling your softened dick. She takes her time with it, finding your balls and weighing them up, flashing you a dazzlingly white smile, before giving your shaft another feel. Finally, she releases you, leaning back into the couch with a satisfied sigh. Ishita looks at her in a question, to which Abeni just tilts her head towards you. Ishita licks her lips, glancing at your face briefly, before slipping a hand under your waistband, and gently taking hold of your valuables. Her slender fingers are cool, and much more delicate in their explorations, as she does her best to feel every detail. You feel yourself slowly growing harder under her weightless strokes, despite your half-hearted efforts to resist, until Ishita struggles to wrap her fingers around you, and the tent in your pants is obvious. Abeni grins widely at this development, openly groping her own breast.

Ishita does remove her hand. In the end. She doesn't say anything, just sits back and closes her eyes, taking audibly shaky breaths.

"I think that settles it," says Naomi from beside you. You had almost forgotten she was there. "Come on. Pay up."

Abeni sighs, digging a bag of familiar white pills out of her pocket and handing it over.

"Is this all I am to you?" you ask Naomi in mock protest. "A meal ticket?"

"Oh no," smirks the Brazilian, leaning in to whisper in your ear. "You're my ticket to a hot, sexy fuck." Suddenly she licks your ear - long, deep and wet - sending a shock through your body, which you barely have time to process before she's dragging you off. "Come on. Hazel and I have a class this afternoon, and as we've established, you're not allowed to be having fun without us."

"We'll see you at the costume party, Felix!" the girls call after you.

You find Hazel in the far corner, bobbing up and down on Ben's cock, hungrily impaling her mouth on him as fast as she can.

"Hey man," your friend greets you. "I met your roommate."

"I can see that," you reply with a smile. Hazel did tell you when you met that she was a nymphomaniac, and with how quickly she found and went down on the only other guy in the room, you're beginning to understand what that means.

"Come on babe, we've got inhibition training," drawls Naomi.

Hazel withdraws from her blowjob with a pop. "Aw, seriously? Already?"

"God, I hate being the responsible one," mutters Naomi. "Yes, already. Come on, before I change my mind and we're both late."

"Fine," huffs the brunette, standing up. "To be continued, okay babe?"

"You bet, sweetheart," nods Ben, a little half-heartedly.

"Sorry man," you sympathise, following the girls towards the door. "I'm sure you can get someone else to help you out."

Ben laughs, and waves you out. Hazel and Naomi shortly part ways with you, and you head back to Lodge 69 alone.

• Hazel +3%
• Naomi +4%