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Author's note: This is my first erotic story, and I would appreciate any feedback. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Love, Scarlett Dahlia xxx
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Apprehension and excitement coursed through Jayne's body, as she was about to meet her new housemates for the first time. Hailing from a sleepy, British seaside town, she had never been away from home for more than a few days, and was now moving into a house in a busy metropolitan city with random strangers. Coming to university had always been her goal in life, but she was nervous about meeting her new friends whom she would be sharing her life with for the next year or so. Jayne took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door leading to her new life. She was greeted in the communal living area by a tall, blonde-haired girl.
"Hi there, I'm Danielle," she said as she extended a well-manicured hand, "I take it you're my new housemate?"
Jayne smiled openly and held out her hand in return, "Hey I'm Jayne. Do you need a hand with those?" pointing to the boxes stacked up next to the sofa.
"It's ok, I've managed to rope the boys into giving me a helping hand," she said with a flirtatious wink.
On cue, three young men entered the room, sweaty and dishevelled from unpacking boxes.
"This is Matt, Greg and Liam," gestured Danielle, "They already moved in their stuff yesterday so they can help us unpack!"
Jayne looked at Danielle with slight envy, her long blonde hair and slim figure obviously hadn't gone unnoticed by the three men. Even with her hair scraped back, and wearing just jeans and a t-shirt, Danielle was effortlessly beautiful. Although Jayne was considered to be fairly pretty, she was rather curvy and was shy about her body, unlike the tall girl who oozed confidence.
"Guys this is Jayne, her bedroom is the one next to mine so could one of you please help her upstairs with her suitcase?"
After unpacking, the five new housemates settled down to introductory small talk. Matt and Greg were brothers from Manchester who had come to university to study sports science and biology respectively, and Liam was a quiet boy from Birmingham who was studying politics. Jayne herself was studying psychology and Danielle was doing a degree in theatre studies.
"How about we all go out and get to know each other over a few drinks?" suggested Danielle, "We've got our student loans burning a hole in our pockets after all!"
"Sounds like a plan, we're going to the local pub to watch the football match," said Greg, "You girls can come with us?"
Danielle wrinkled her nose, "Me and Jayne will meet you afterwards, we'll get ready here first."
"Ok, see you later then."
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Jayne surveyed herself in the mirror. She felt frumpy in her usual attire of a casual t-shirt and trousers. "Plain Jayne indeed," she sighed. As she stripped down to her underwear to change outfits, there was a knock at the door and Danielle swiftly entered.
"Do you have a hair dryer I can borrow, I left mine at home?" she said, pausing as Jayne clamoured to cover up her exposed body, "Don't worry hun, we're both girls, it's nothing I haven't seen before!" she added with a friendly smile.
Jayne blushed, the only person who had seen her in her underwear before was her ex-boyfriend.
"The hair dryer's on top of the dressing table," stammered Jayne as she pulled a t-shirt over her head to cover herself up.
She turned round to face Danielle, who had obviously just got out of the shower. Her dressing gown was tied loosely around her, almost exposing her small breasts. Jayne immediately felt slightly self-conscious as she looked at the other girl's toned and sunkissed flesh.
"Thanks, I'll bring it back later," said Danielle as she breezed back out of the door.
"I wish I had her confidence," thought Jayne as she gazed at her reflection. She took the t-shirt off and looked at her body critically. Her skin was pale and flawless against her dark hair; her short body was curvy, yet in proportion. Her most noticeable feature was her large, soft breasts, which she often kept covered up to avoid unwanted attention. "Fuck it," she thought as she pulled on a low cut top, which emphasized her ample 36E bust, "I'm in a new city, nobody knows me...I can be whoever I want to be."
Danielle returned shortly afterwards with the hair dryer, dressed in a short skirt and halter top.
"Wow Jayne, I like that top," she said, "You're boobs look great!"
Jayne felt herself blushing again at the blonde girl's comment, "Come on, let's go," she said.
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The two girls met up with Liam and Greg at a booth in the corner of the pub, Matt was at the bar ordering drinks.
"I'll go and get us a bottle of wine," said Danielle, and she sauntered off to the bar to join Matt.
Jayne couldn't help but notice the two men looking admirably at Danielle's long legs as she strode through the busy pub, turning heads as she went.
Liam turned to face her, as if noticing her for the first time "You look really, erm...nice Jayne," he said, taking in the sight of her ample cleavage and blushing slightly.
"Thanks Liam", she smiled, inwardly pleased that her daring outfit had paid off.
Danielle and Matt returned to the booth with drinks, and the group chatted and laughed whilst downing copious amounts of alcohol. Jayne slowly felt her confidence growing, partly from Liam's admiring glances, but mainly from the wine -- she was on her second bottle by now and feeling slightly tipsy. She could see Danielle and Matt deep in conversation, his hand resting suggestively on her tanned thigh, whilst she was giggling flirtatiously.
A few hours, and several drinks later, the group staggered home merrily. Matt had his arm around Danielle's slim shoulders, and Liam was nervously shuffling alongside Jayne. Greg was on his mobile phone to his girlfriend back home, drunkenly declaring his love for her. When they got back to the house, they opened another bottle of wine and carried on drinking for a while.
"I'm tired," yawned Danielle whilst pointedly stretching her long limbs, "I'm going to bed."
She threw a suggestive glance at Matt as she got up to leave.
"Erm...so am I," he said, and he followed her upstairs.
The other three sat in the kitchen chatting for a while, until eventually Jayne excused herself to go to bed. It had been a tiring day, and she was drunk and needed sleep.
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Upstairs Jayne undressed and climbed into her cool sheets. As she drifted off to sleep, she heard noises coming from next door which intrigued her.
"Mmmmmm, harder," came Danielle's muffled voice.
Jayne perked up, it was obvious her housemates were having sex, and she felt guiltily excited. She listened more attentively as the moans and groans increased. Her head was spinning slightly and she felt aroused from the alcohol. Her hand drifted down her stomach, and she gasped at the sensation. She had never really masturbated before, but she was feeling incredibly horny, and the muffled sounds of pleasure from next door were turning her on. She slowly eased her underwear down her legs, and then unhooked her bra. Jayne felt strangely liberated lying in her bed completely naked, and gave an involuntary shiver. She gently caressed her soft breasts, the nipples becoming hard to the touch. She wet her fingertip with her mouth and softly ran it over her hard nipples, biting her lip in pleasure.
As Danielle's moans became louder, Jayne's hand drifted down her body to her groin. She gasped as she parted her pussy lips and tentatively began to stroke her most private area. She was shocked to discover she was extremely wet, and her finger eased into her tight vagina with ease. She slowly pumped her finger in and out, then gently eased another finger inside her tight, moist hole. As she imagined Matt and Danielle's bodies writhing around in naked ecstasy, Jayne began to circle her clit with her already wet finger. She continued her self exploration until she could feel herself approaching the point of no return, and rubbed her engorged clit harder. She let out an involuntary moan as she came, her wet slit throbbing with pleasure. Next door, Danielle let out a loud moan as she too came, and Jayne drifted into a blissful, satisfied sleep.
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The next morning, Jayne awoke late, and guiltily thought about what she had heard last night. Although she had been so aroused, she was slightly disturbed to have heard the most intimate acts of her housemates. She got dressed and went downstairs to find Danielle in the kitchen, looking happy and refreshed.
"I've made some food if you want some?" she said, "I'm so hungover from last night!"
Jayne looked at her admiringly. She was sat in a skimpy nightdress revealing her slim figure, and if Danielle was feeling any ill-effects from last night it certainly didn't show. Jayne found herself gazing at the other girl's small breasts, her hard nipples showing ever so slightly through the thin material.
"I think I'll just make some toast, I'm feeling pretty rough too," said Jayne.
"I hope I didn't keep you awake last night," Danielle said, with an almost imperceptible grin on her face.
"Erm, no, of course not!" she stammered, a little too loudly.
"The boys are out today playing football," Danielle changed the subject, "How about a girly afternoon? A DVD and a bottle of wine maybe?"
"Sounds good," said Jayne, genuinely pleased. Although she never really drank during the day, it would be nice to spend time with her new found friend.
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Later that afternoon, the girls settled down to watch a couple of films in Danielle's bedroom. Two bottles of wine later they were sharing stories and giggling together like old friends.
"So what happened with you and Matt last night?" asked Jayne, emboldened by the alcohol.
