Becoming the house’s slut in lockdown [F]

Hi I’m new here and someone that I live with, and also will appear later in this story, suggest that I post this here. Now obviously to keep things anonymous I’m going to make up fake names for everyone that appears here but I hope it doesn’t spoil the story.

So firstly some background information. I am a 21 year old university student in England, specifically a part of England which is under tight restrictions due to coronavirus. This includes rules such as we are not allowed into other houses, we are not allowed to go to pubs, we are not meant to travel out of the area etc etc.

Now a month ago I moved into my student house with a group of people I didn’t really know too well, they were friends of a friend. There are three guys and one girl and they all knew each other but not me. I was living with my boyfriend, Jack, before coming here and he drove me up, we had an emotional goodbye, before he left me here for what’ll probably be a while.

So I’ll skip ahead to the first night of any interest to this story. It was the first Friday night for which we were all in the house and we’d agreed since we couldn’t go out we’d drink at the house instead. Whilst the others had started downstairs I was Skyping Jack in my bedroom. We were just catching up when one of the boys, Tom, burst into my room. He’d been sent by the others to try and get me down to join in and “stop being so boring”. I didn’t really want to, but Jack was even insisting I should try and go get friendly with my new housemates so I shut my laptop and followed him down.

I followed Tom a little annoyed through to the dining room where everyone was sat around the table in a circle with drinks in hand. They were all dressed up as if they were going out, and I felt underdressed in my pyjama top and shorts. Tom grinned at me and pulled out a chair from the table and made me sit so I was on my own with everyone facing me. “We’ve been playing truth or dare whilst you’ve been up there and I think it’s fair that you catch up on the rounds you’ve missed”. The girl, Emily, poured a vodka coke and handed it to me as everyone sat in silence waiting for my response. Clearly this had been planned and discussed beforehand and I felt like I had no choice in the matter if I wanted to get on.

“Ok fine whatever, I’ll take a few truths to get the ball rolling I guess” I sipped the drink and looked around the room. It was strong, very strong. The kind of drink you’d make yourself just before you had to leave except now I was drinking it straight off. The opening questions started coming thick and fast.

“When did you lose your virginity”
“18”

“How many boys have you had sex with”
“1”

“Would you ever cheat on your boyfriend”
“No”

“When did you last have sex”
“I I guess it was a couple of weeks ago”

“How are you going to cope not being able to see him for a few months”

This one hit me and I was a little taken aback. It wasn’t necessary rude but it caught me off guard. I sat thinking and drinking for a few moments as they grew more and more impatient for my response. Eventually one of them, Dan, said “ok that’s too long now you have to down your drink and do a dare for us”. I looked down at the rest of my drink a little worried and began to protest but before I could the group started chanting for me to down it.

I put the glass to my lips and felt the alcohol rushing down my throat. I almost choked myself on it but luckily spared my blushes and polished it off. “Good girl now for a dare I would like you to spend the rest of the evening on all fours” Dan said as the rest of the boys giggled. I looked to Emily for help but she ushered me to my knees.

Bright red in the face and feeling drunk and humiliated the game continued.

“Favourite position”
“Doggy”

“Do you have any toys with you”
“Yes….”
I didn’t like where this question was going.

“Come on then tell us”
“Well I’ve got… I’ve got… three dildos, a butt plug and a vibrator”
I looked up at them as I struggled to drink with one hand whilst balancing myself with the other.

“Ohhhh that’s how she’s going to cope without her man you dirty girl” Emily joked “How often do you use them”
“I I haven’t since I got here… I didn’t feel comfortable with you guys around”
I started drinking faster this was getting out of my comfort zone.

It was then that Tom shouted “I dare you to go put the butt plug in” and everyone fell silent for a second before giggling. This was too far for me “no I’m not going to do that…”. Dan then stood up so he could look me in the eye “come on Katie… do this and that’s it for the night. This will get you off the hook for anything the rest of the evening and maybe even in the future. You don’t have to if you don’t want to”

I considered it for a second. I was tipsy and it didn’t seem too bad of a thing to do. I would just slip it in and then come back down. No one would see it and they were all drunk enough they’d probably forget about it. “Fineee” I crawled up to my room and then locked the door behind me before getting to my feet. Now it’s worth noting at this point that I was already aroused. My nipples had started to poke through my top, which might have also been down to the fact we can’t afford much heating. I slid out a black gym bag from under my bed and pulled out the plug. It is a silver plug with a pink gem heart on the end of it, something that I hadn’t told anyone else but my boyfriend I owned before tonight.

I pulled out a bottle of lube and rubbed some around the flared end before pulling down my shorts and pressing it into my asshole. It was not the first time I’d done this and even a little tipsy it popped in without a struggle. Immediately I could feel the cold metal sliding into me and I shivered from the feeling. I pulled my shorts back up, unlocked the door and crawled back down the stairs.

With each step I could feel it pressing into me. Turns out crawling on all fours puts more pressure on it then I’d had before and I couldn’t say I wasn’t enjoying it. I entered the room back to cheers and they thanked me for being such a good sport. They said they didn’t care if I’d done it or not but I’d played along and they would go easy on me for the rest of the night.

I was offered a chair which I took and gladly sat down on and mostly watched for the rest of the evening as they talked and drank about life. I wasn’t sure at the time if they noticed but I was gently rocking back and forth on my chair, feeling the plug move on me. I could feel myself getting aroused and when I looked down there was a little darkened patch on my grey shorts.

I politely excused myself and ran upstairs hoping they wouldn’t notice. Now not only had it been two weeks since I had sex, it was also two weeks since my last orgasm. As soon as my door was shut behind me I stripped off and pulled out a dildo from the bag which was still open on my bed. My weapon of choice was a bright purple, 6 inches and slightly thick if anyone’s interested.

I didn’t need the bottle of lube as I slid it into myself. I couldn’t help but whimper as it went deeper and deeper into me. I rolled onto the bed and put a pillow in my mouth as to try to keep myself quiet as I thrusted the toy back and forth. It didn’t take long before I started to feel an orgasm build up and wash over me. My muscles tensed and the pillow dropped out of my mouth as I softly moaned. At least I thought it was softly.

I went to shower and clean myself off and when I got back there was a message in the group chat “Katie I thought you were going to sleep ;)”

I hope this isn’t too slow or too boring for you guys! I have lots of other stories that follow on from this and I’m going to post another soon. Let me know if you have any questions or anything’s not clear! Also feel free to guess which one I sleep with first. The last boy I’ll call Callum, he’s pretty quiet which is why he’s not featured in this story really.

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