Gabrielle [Charm < 28%]

Taking a breath to steady yourself, you make your way over to Gabrielle's table.

"Hi!" you say. "Is this seat taken?"

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"I'll take that as a no," you mutter to yourself, distinctly uncomfortable under her gaze as you sit opposite her.

"So," you continue brightly. "Gabrielle, right? Pleased to meet you. I'm Felix."

You hold out a hand, giving your best smile, but Gabrielle doesn't reciprocate. For several seconds you think she's going to leave you hanging, but to your relief her hand finally floats towards you. As you shake, you soak in the sensation of just how soft and smooth her hand is, how elegant her fingers are, how every perfect nail is beautifully manicured.

Unsure how to continue, you start to tuck into your meal. "...I'm trying to get to know a few more people round here," you say eventually, breaking the awkward silence. Gabrielle looks up at you contemptuously. "I was hoping I might get a chance to hang out with you at some point?"

Your stomach drops as Gabrielle smirks. "I am sorry to disappoint you, but I am very busy," she says silkily, getting up from the table. "I don't think I'll have the time. Enjoy your meal." She casts you one last disdainful look, then saunters away.

Gabrielle +1%

You watch her hips and bum swaying for a minute, then turn back to your curry with a sigh. Why was she sitting alone, if she's so famous? Ah well. At least you got to meet her.

Eventually you decide it's pointless to keep sitting there on your own. Seeing your roommates still haven't left, you grab your food and wonder over to them.

"Hey Felix!" waves Hazel enthusiastically as you make your way over to their table. "Where've you been?"

You quickly summarise your inspection of the lodge, not mentioning your failed pass at Gabrielle.

"Mmm, I like the sound of the hot tub," smiles Emma, running her hands down her fit body. "That sounds like a nice evening... but it's a bit late now. Tomorrow, maybe?"

You nod your approval along with the others. An hour in a jacuzzi with these three hotties can only lead to good things, after all.

"I had a greattt time today," Naomi smiles lazily, breaking the lull in conversation. "My pussy aches reallllly good. I think I'm gonna enjoy getting penetrated every day."

"Oh, I'm not intending on you having all the fun," Hazel rebuts with a grin. "We've got a sexy man in our lodge, after all. Sorry Felix - I don't think you're gonna get much sleep over the next few days..."

You gulp, watching Naomi quickly waggles her eyebrows at you, and Emma's cheeks flush a deep pink, either with embarrassment or arousal. Probably both. Hazel, meanwhile, puts her hand in your lap, fondling the erection that she finds there, winking at you mischievously.

"So," you say, looking for a change in topic. "Anything happening this weekend? I'm terrible at checking my phone, so I'm totally out of the loop."

"Well," begins Hazel eagerly, slipping her hand under your waistband, "we were just talking about that before you turned up. We're just gonna do our own thing on Saturday, but this Sunday afternoon there's a cosplay gathering."

"And... you're all going?"

"Yup!" the brunette cheerfully replies, rolling and squeezing your balls between her fingers. You clench your jaw as you hold back a gasp. "It's sci-fi and fantasy themed, so there should be some pretty sexy outfits there. We've got a few ideas of our own... you coming?" She leans in for a stage whisper. "It's not on the programme, but everyone knows it's gonna turn into a huge orgy..." She gives your shaft a sudden jerk, almost making you jump.

"How do we get the outfits?" you stall, as Hazel slides closer for a better angle.

"There's an art and craft store we can get stuff from to make our own props and things, but the tailors say they'll also be able to help make some costumes," explains Emma. Hazel pulls back your foreskin and starts caressing your sensitive glans. "If you're gonna come, though, you can't tell us who you're coming as, and you definitely can't show us. We want it to be a surprise."

"Alright," you say, feeling your dick growing in Hazel's small hand. When you think about it (at least, as much as you can with the present distraction), there are lots of fictional characters these girls could make very erotic cosplays of. "I'll go." Hazel squeezes your prick happily, and Emma exhales with a smile.

"We're going to make our costumes this weekend," Naomi informs you. "I've reserved Saturday morning, Hazel's Saturday afternoon, and Emma's in the evening, so I guess that leaves you Sunday morning."

"Does that leave us enough time?" wonders Emma.

"I asked Zara, and she said not to worry, the tailors are miracle workers," Hazel assures her. "I'm gonna trust her on that - there're lots of things I want to try out here, so I'm gonna be preeeetty busy."

You nod, continuing to tuck into your dinner, trying to ignore your roommate's long strokes. This may be the University of Sex, but you're still not ready to be moaning in the middle of the dining hall.

"Well, I'm full, so I'll head back to our lodge now," announces Emma, standing up. "You girls coming with?"

Naomi expresses an affirmative, and Hazel does the same. The petite brunette gives you a final quick jerk, then pulls her hand back out of your pants, leaving you erect and unsatisfied. "Come home soon and we can finish the job," Hazel whispers in your ear, as she follows her roommates out. You can't help but admire the way their butts wiggle as they walk away from you.

• Hazel +3%
• Emma +2%
• Naomi +2%