JO
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Jo could hear, a sexual cry that woke the petite her up at three in the morning. It was her first day in her new house for University and to be fair the other two girls had warned her of Sarah, the sexual siren whose bedroom was next to hers.
The duel wail of her man and her high pitched shriek was evidence that their midnight tryst was coming to its orgasmic end.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Screamed Sarah at the top of her voice along with accompanying energetic male grunts.
She sat up in her bed and listened as she had no choice. It was the first time she had ever heard anyone having sex, and she found it quite a turn on. She was getting a little stirring in her loins until she heard to the laughable cry of,
"There she blows!" from Sarah's nautical lover. She laid back wide awake, 'two more years of this' she thought to herself, wondering if she would be able to get through? She was studying Theology, not exactly cool considering what her other new housemates were studying.
The noises had got her on heat and left her wide awake. Getting back to sleep was going to be a problem. She put her hand down between her legs and had a cursory inspection. She then heard a rustle in Sarah's room and a girlie cry of, "Oh Babe, not again!"
That was enough for Jo, she stood up and slipped on her robe and made her way down the corridor of the big Victorian house and down the stairs to the Kitchen. She entered to see another housemate Jane had already had the same idea.
"Can't sleep, darling?" She purred with a plum English accent as she filled the kettle, "we did warn you."
Jo laughed, "Yes, you did, but I didn't expect it to be that loud."
"I must confess Sarah's a little louder than usual, maybe the poor dear didn't get her typical maintenance during her summer break."
Jane came from money and looked immaculate in her long red satin robe and matching nightdress, lipstick and varnished nails. Her hair was long black and straight with a fierce parting in the middle of her head.
Just as the kettle was boiling Charlotte made her way into the Kitchen.
"Oh, I see you as well," she laughed.
Charlotte was the most amiable girl of the housemates. She was tall well built with smallish breasts, long legs with swept red short hair. She squinted all the time as she was short-sited despite wearing big black-framed glasses.
"Charlotte, my dear, you may pretend not to feel the cold, but your body is telling me otherwise," smirked Jane looking at Charlottes nipples.
"Hey, I didn't expect anyone to be here," beat off Charlotte covering her nipples that were standing prominently through her short translucent nightie.
With Jane in her red satin robes and Charlotte in her short nightie, Jo felt decidedly frumpy in her PJ's and heavy wooden robe.
"I'll make the tea's, unless you want a coffee, Jo?" Offered Charlotte making her way to the overhead cupboards where the cups were kept.
"I'll have a coffee please."
"Jo, how on earth do you sleep drinking coffee at three in the morning?" Asked a surprised Jane.
"Just a knack, it never bothers me," Jo answered, distracted by Charlotte reaching for the cups standing on tip-toe revealing her plump sexy ass.
"Charlotte, darling you're embarrassing our new housemate, do wear some panties if you must wear that tarty nightie."
"Oh sorry," blushed Charlotte, quickly bringing down her hands to cover her exposed bottom.
"Oh don't apologise to me sweetheart, I love that peachy ass of yours you must let me paint it sometime."
"I'm quite happy with the colour it is," joked Charlotte.
"Lame darling, lame," Jane bitchily nitpicked.
"It'll cost you, "smirked Charlotte turning to Jo. "Janes doing FineArt, as well as being a dyke so don't be surprised if she tries to get you to model for her," she illuminated while filling the three cups with hot water.
"I wouldn't mind modelling," Jo surprisingly offered.
Charlotte looked around while idly stirring a cup of brew, "you surprise me, I didn't think you were that sort of person."
"What do you mean?" Worried Jo feeling she was already being pigeonholed because of her subject.
"Darling when I want you to pose, I mean, au naturel."
"Naked?" Jo exclaimed.
"Yes," sneered Jane, "In the raw, butt naked, tits out, pussy aired."
'"Oh!" Jo cut in stopping Janes litany of descriptions aimed at embarrassing her.
"So?" Teased Jane.
"What?"
"Well darling, do you still want to pose for me butt ass naked?" She slurred with a wicked smile on her face.
"Yes, yes, why not?" she replied, calling her bluff.
"Watch it, she'll hold you to that," warned Charlotte pushing a mug of coffee towards Jo.
It was just at that moment Sarah came blustering in. Her large boobs were struggling to stay in her all too small robe. She held them in with one arm while her other hand trashily pushed a tissue to her vagina to plug in any deposits that had recently been made.
"So sorry babes, This guy just doesn't know when to stop." Apologised Sarah in her estuary Essex drawl. She started scratching her head, making her long blonde hair reveal its actual colour at the roots—her free boobs jiggling all over the place released from her arm bind.
"What, there's more to come?" Said Jane stamping down her cup of tea on the tabletop.
"Afraid so Babes, this one's a keeper, he's a fuck machine," Sarah giggled, "not that I'm complaining, I needed a good nailing after the loser summer I had."
"What, Just the six lovers, in the same number of weeks," sneered Jane.
"Seven actually," corrected Sarah oblivious to the insult, "anyway gotta go I've got a pussy to be stuffed! Ciao!"
And off she went.
Charlotte looked at Jo and laughed, "Don't worry, she'll cool on him in a week or so, she always does."
Jo smiled to herself with inward relief, too many nights like this would be unbearable.
"What exactly did our one-woman harem come in here for?" Asked Jane finding it hard to hide her annoyance.
"Just to show off I think," offered Charlotte as she sat opposite Jo.
It was the first time Jo had seen the promiscuous Sarah, and so far she lived up to all expectation.
"What's she studying?"Jo asked before quickly adding, "If that's not a stupid question."
"Only stupid if you mean whats her subject in the confines of the university," said Charlotte before delicately lifting her hot cup of tea to her lips.
Jane smiled, "You know darling, I love watching you drink tea in that little nightie, regardless of how much it turns me on."
"Thank you."
"It's so much fun to watch, you doing your upmost not to spill hot tea on those perky tiddies of yours," she sighed.
Charlotte blushed, "You'll have to forgive Jane, she's bi-sexual, we couldn't mention it in the advert," she laughed.
"I don't have a problem with that," Jo informed, wondering if she and Charlotte were an item.
"Just as well darling," she sighed with a slightly affected Prussian slur of a Marlene Dietrich, "especially when I have you in the nip posing for me," she teased.
