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Mark turned off the TV and looked at Jodi who was curled up at the other end of the couch. She had been in and out of sleep since about half-way through the movie. “Jodi?” he whispered. “Come on. Let’s get you in the bed.”

Jodi moaned and gave a puppyish whimper as she groggily sat up. “What time is it?” she asked, blinking her eyes.

“It’s only 10. That year of constant studying must be catching up with you,” commented Mark. “And it’s apparently rubbing off on me coz I’m exhausted.”

Jodi stood up in a stretch. Her toned belly peeked out beneath her shirt. Mark gave it a gentle playful poke as he passed by her. Jodi retracted her arms with a quick laugh. She smacked Mark’s ass in revenge. “I’m gonna get a glass of water and take a quick shower,” she said. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

As Mark went into the bedroom, stripped to his boxers, and crawled in the bed, Jodi filled up a glass of water in the kitchen. She gulped it down, smacked her lips, and put the empty glass in the sink. She took a moment to look around the dimly lit condo. Mark had gotten the perfect place for them. It made her smile to know how much he must love her. She scurried to the bedroom and leaned in. “Mark?” she said. He didn’t answer. He was already asleep. She smiled again.

Jodi removed her clothes and threw them at the foot of the bed. As she started toward the bathroom, there was a knock at the door. “Who could that be?” she thought. She grabbed her silver satin nightgown and threw it around her as she walked toward the front door, closing the bedroom door behind her so as not to disturb Mark.

Jodi looked through the peephole. There was an older man outside, apparently also in his night clothes, a robe that made him look like a Hugh Hefner wannabe, but only in his 50s, nowhere near as ancient as Hef. She opened the door and quietly asked, “Can I help you?”

The old man was taken aback at the site of Jodi in her sexy nightgown. It was semi-sheer, and the moonlight from the large living room window showed off her silhouette beneath it. “Oh? Hi. Jodi, right?” he stammered.

“Yes?” responded Jodi.

“I’m Dr. Griffin. I live right next door,” he continued. “I apologize for coming by so late, but I need something from you.”

Jodi’s mind immediately started putting the pieces together. “You’re a doctor?” she asked.

“Well, yes,” said Dr. Griffin, smiling.

Jodi recalled what Dr. McKay had said to her the night of her induction into the secret society. She owed the group of elite doctors four fucks. However, she had no idea she would end up living right next-door to one of them. Dr. Griffin had come to collect, and no time could have been more inopportune than this. Mark was asleep in the other room, and she absolutely did not want him to find out about her marathon fuck. “We have to be quiet,” she said. “My boyfriend is asleep in the bedroom.” Jodi opened the door wider to let Dr. Griffin in.

“Oh, yes, certainly,” whispered Dr. Griffin as he stepped into the condo.

Jodi closed the door behind him as he stood just inside the entryway. “Follow me,” she said, leading him up the staircase to the loft. Dr. Griffin followed. As Jodi walked, her semi-sheer nightgown hugged her curves, still strongly illuminated by the moonlight. The duo tiptoed up to the loft. “Have a seat on the sofa,” she said.

“Oh, there’s no need,” began Dr. Griffin. “This won’t take long, and then I’ll be on my way. The wife’s waiting.”

“Suit yourself,” said Jodi. She pulled the front of her robe slowly to the side to reveal her right breast. Dr. Griffin’s eyes widened. With her other hand Jodi stroked her exposed nipple. Her skin looked like cream in this light. She took Dr. Griffin’s hand and placed it on her breast. His hand shook relentlessly from the excitement. “Suck it,” she said.

“Hm?” stuttered Dr. Griffin.

“Suck it. Then we’ll continue,” explained Jodi. Dr. Griffin cupped Jodi’s boob with both hands, leaned in, and put her hardening nipple into his mouth. Jodi held the back of his head as he suckled. “Good boy,” she said. She undid the sash around her waist, pulled the gown open and dropped it to the floor. Dr. Griffin stood erect at the site of Jodi’s wonderfully young, naked body. “You sure you don’t want to take a seat?” asked Jodi, teasingly.

“I think I should,” said Dr. Griffin, visibly shaking, almost too much to stand. He took a seat on the leather sofa.

Jodi knelt at Dr. Griffin’s feet. She untied his robe and opened it gently. She repressed a laugh as she noticed his tighty-whities. “Let’s take those off,” she suggested. She grabbed the waistline and began to shimmy them down.

Dr.Griffin grabbed her hands. “Wait!” he said, rather loudly.

“Shhhh!” Jodi snapped. “You’ll wake Mark up!” she reminded. “Don’t be scared. I’ll take good care of you. Leave everything to me.” Dr. Griffin released his grip and raised his ass off the couch so Jodi could remove his underwear. His cock was about average, perhaps even big for a man his age. It had an obvious curve to it from all those years of wearing tighty-whities she assumed. Jodi looked him in the eyes, smiled, then leaned in to lube it up with her mouth. Dr. Griffin watched Jodi’s head bob up and down on his cock, glancing often at her naked ass. Her body was such a wonderful site, so much more enjoyable to look at than his decrepit wife. Jodi removed her mouth from the old man’s cock. It was the first old cock she’d ever had in her mouth, but tonight would be the second time it had been in her pussy. Judging by the size of his cock, she figured Dr. Griffin was around number 8 or 9 in line at the marathon fuck. She’d know better once it was inside her. Jodi crawled onto the couch, allowing Dr. Griffin’s cock to slide between her massive tits until she was straddling him. She teased him a bit, lowering her pussy to the head of his cock, then jerking it back up. She did this a couple of times before standing. Her pussy was now in Dr. Griffin’s face. “Lick it,” she said. Dr. Griffin stuck out his tongue, nervously grabbed Jodi’s ass cheeks with both hands, and pulled her pussy into his face. She tasted so wonderful. It had been so many years since he had been with a woman like this. Jodi pulled his hands off her ass and returned to her kneeling position, hovering over his awaiting cock. “Ready?” she asked. Dr. Griffin nodded silently. Jodi grabbed his cock beneath her and lowered her pussy onto it. It slid in easily. She put her hands behind his head, squeezing her boobs together with her elbows as she started to move slowly up and down on his shaft. Dr. Griffin’s eyes wandered from Jodi’s eyes to her mouth to her tits to her grinding pussy and back again. He was taking it all in. Jodi continued to stare into his eyes as she hastened her pace. Dr. Griffin reached behind her with both hands and traced the crack of her ass with his fingers. As if testing his limits, he allowed his index finger to come to rest on her asshole. He looked at Jodi as if asking permission. Jodi nodded. With that, Dr. Griffin plunged his finger into Jodi’s asshole. Jodi suppressed a moan by covering her mouth with one hand. She clenched her teeth and began to buck wildly on Dr. Griffin’s cock. Meanwhile, the good doctor probed her ass, an activity he’d wanted to perform for the longest time in his life. From the look on Dr. Griffin’s face, Jodi knew he was about to cum. She grabbed her left breast with her left hand and pulled his face into it with her right. “It’s almost over. If you like to suck tit, you’d better do it now,” she said. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, sucking her boob so much it hurt. He let loose a muffled moan as he shot his load inside Jodi’s pussy. His body shook wildly. When Jodi was certain he was finished, she pulled herself off of him, put her hand between her legs to catch the cum, and trotted into the loft bathroom. She cleaned up, dampened a towel, and returned to the sofa. She knelt again and wiped Dr. Griffin’s cock clean with the towel. Jodi stood and turned away from him. “Now kiss my back like a good boy,” she said. The doctor did as he was asked.

Jodi redressed in her nightgown as Dr. Griffin pulled up his underwear and retied his robe. Jodi led him back down to the front door. He stood looking at her in the hall. “That was amazing,” he said. “I haven’t experienced anything like that in over 30 years.”

“I aim to please,” said Jodi. “I just have one question,” she began. “Which number were you? I was guessing 8 or 9, but neither seemed right.”

Dr. Griffin squinted at Jodi in confusion. “Which number?” he asked.

“Yeah, of the 15 I mean,” said Jodi.

“What are you talking about?” asked Dr. Griffin.

Jodi’s mouth started to hang agape. “You don’t belong to the club?” she said slowly, dreading but somewhat already knowing the answer.

“What club?” he asked, still quite confused.

“Why did you come here tonight?” asked Jodi, attempting to clear up the confusion.

“I had lent Mark a book of mine, and I was wanting it back. I like to read as I fall asleep,” he explained. “But, thanks to you, I’m pretty well spent for the night. I really appreciate it.”

Jodi was mortified. There was dead silence. Dr. Griffin was curious as to what Jodi was talking about, but he was too afraid to ask. Jodi was just too embarrassed to say anything at all. After what seemed an eternity, Dr. Griffin broke the silence. “Good night,” he said and walked away.

Jodi stood paralyzed a bit longer before stepping back inside the condo and shutting the door. She rested her back against the wall and slumped to the ground, her mouth still hanging open. She had just fucked her neighbor, her old married neighbor. It was one hell of a way to say hello. She wondered how awkward it was going to be to see him around the building, or even worse his wife!

Jodi eventually pulled herself into the shower. She really needed it now more than ever. As the hot water poured over her from the rain shower head, she thought about the events that had brought her to this point in her life. What was she doing? Where was she heading? How could she be making mistakes like this? She turned off the water, toweled off, and returned to the bedroom. She crawled naked into the sheets beside Mark. She threw one arm over him and held him tight as she struggled to fall asleep. Her secret life had just caused her to fuck Mark’s next-door neighbor right over Mark’s head as he slept. She would have to make it up to him.

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Jodi threw some hairbrushes and a compact into the cardboard box open on her stripped mattress. There were only a few more little things to pack before she would be saying goodbye to her tiny dorm room and moving in with Mark in his luxury condo. Needless to say, her roommates were incredibly jealous. She was a bit sad that she would be missing the camaraderie of such close quarters, but she was definitely glad to be leaving.

Mark entered the room panting. “Well, that’s the last of the heavy stuff,” he said.

“Can you carry this box down, please? I’m going to run down to the mail room one last time and turn in my address forwarding card,” asked Jodi cheerfully.

“Sure, babe,” said Mark.

Jodi gave Mark a quick kiss, grabbed her change of address card and bounced down to the mail room. She took one last look in her mailbox to make sure it was empty before hopping over to the service counter. No one was there, so she shouted, “Hello?”

There was some sound of movement from the back. Eventually, Argo appeared. “Well if it isn’t my favorite redhead,” he said with a wicked grin.

“Yep, I guess that’s me,” said Jodi most uninterested. “I’m moving out and wanted to turn in my address forwarding card, so here it is.” She handed the card to Argo.

Argo leaned on the counter. “You ever been with a black man?” he asked, resting on his elbow, calm and collected.

Jodi was not expecting such a question but attempted to regain control of the conversation by answering quickly, “Two in fact…in a row.”

Argo’s eyes lit up. “Well what’s keeping you from giving me a little something? I’ve been good to you all year, getting your packages and stuff.”

Jodi crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “My boyfriend is right outside,” she said.

Argo looked toward the door. “He can’t see in here. Ain’t nobody around,” he argued, still trying to be completely cool.

Jodi just stared at him with her arms crossed, casting a “go fuck yourself” glare.

Argo stood up and starting flailing his arms comically. “Awww come on! At least let me see those gorgeous titties! Give a brother a break!” He went from cool to begging in no time flat.

Jodi let loose a quick laugh. She walked toward the door, peaked out to see that the coast was clear, and returned to the counter. “Alright,” she said. “You ready?”

Argo leaned back on the counter intently. “Hells yeah,” he said. “Take it off!”

Jodi wasn’t wearing anything glamorous, just a white t-shirt over a wife-beater and some short grey shorts that she usually wore to the gym. She lifted the shirt and wife-beater. Her tits bounced out and jiggled, giving Argo a wonderful show.

Argo glared at Jodi’s perfect boobs. “Damn, girl. That shit is too hot,” he said in amazement.

Jodi covered back up. “Satisfied?” she asked, adjusting her boobs under the wife-beater.

“Course not. You know I want more,” responded Argo.

“Well you can’t have any more,” said Jodi, promptly leaving the mail room.

Jodi returned to the dorm room where Mark was talking to her roommates. He turned as she entered. “All set?” he asked.

“Yep,” said Jodi.

“Well say goodbye to everybody and we’ll head out,” said Mark.

Jodi shook Lisa’s hand, gave Carmen a hug, and then forcibly pulled Melinda close and planted a huge French kiss on her while palming her ass. Lisa left the room in disgust. “Bye,” she said after she released her hold. She smiled, spun around, and left with Mark.

As they walked down the stairs, Jodi said to Mark, “I gave the mail guy a little going away present.”

“Oh yeah?” said Mark. “How so?”

“I flashed him,” said Jodi.

“Really?” asked Mark. “And you left him like that?”

Jodi was puzzled. “Like what?” she asked.

“In that state. You can’t leave guys hanging like that. He might get blue balls,” explained Mark. He took her by the hand. “Come on,” he said, leading her toward the mail room. Jodi followed with a furrowed brow.

Mark pulled Jodi into the mail room. Argo was standing behind the counter reading something. “Did she just flash you?” asked Mark.

“Hey man, she volunteered,” said Argo holding his hands up as if to defend against an attack. “I didn’t make her do shit.”

“Well I’ve brought her back to finish what she started,” explained Mark. “What do you want her to take off?” he asked Argo.

Argo was a bit surprised. “Are you serious?” he asked.

“Come on, we’re kind of in a hurry. What do you want her to take off?” repeated Mark.

“Uh,” began Argo. “Her shirt,” he said.

“You heard the man, Jodi. Take off your shirt,” instructed Mark.

Jodi still had a grimace on her face but complied, removing the shirt as she was told.

“Can you get off to that or do you need more? What else should she take off?” asked Mark.

Argo replied, “That wife-beater. Take that off too. I want to see those tits again.” He was now getting more accustomed to the game.

Jodi removed her wife-beater, dropping it to the floor. She was now topless in the mail room in front of Argo.

Argo tested the waters without prompting. “Now take off those shorts.”

Mark turned Jodi around so that her ass faced Argo. She then pulled them down, slowly revealing her pink thong before dropping them to the floor completely and stepping out. Argo watched intently. “Might as well take that thong off too,” he said. Jodi removed her panties.

Mark turned his naked Jodi around to face Argo. “How do you want her?” he asked. “How about spread out on the counter?” he suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” said Argo.

Mark escorted Jodi to the mail counter. She slipped out of her sandals as he helped her up. He spread her legs and allowed her to lean back against him for balance. “Do what you need to get off,” said Mark, “but you can’t touch her.”

Argo dropped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a large cock like Jodi’s security guard friend Darrel had. He began to jack it as he soaked in the site of Jodi’s exposed pussy and gorgeous tits. “Finger yourself,” he said to Jodi. Jodi leaned against Mark for support as she moved one hand to her pussy. She began rubbing, slowly at first, then more vigorously. Argo’s jacking rhythm matched her increase in intensity. Argo started to reach for Jodi’s boob.

“No touching!” yelled Mark. “You touch. We leave,” he explained.

Argo withdrew his hand. “Grab her boobs,” he told Mark. Mark reached around and began massaging Jodi’s breasts, occasionally tweaking her nipples. Jodi’s head fell back instinctively with a moan. Her mouth hung open a bit. Argo looked out the door. “Oh shit, someone’s coming!” he said.

Jodi jumped behind the counter while Mark scrambled to pick up her clothes. A girl walked in to turn in her change of address form. She walked up to the counter, behind which Argo was exposed from the waist down and Jodi was completely naked. Argo got as close to the counter he could so the girl could not tell what was going on.

“Hi, I just wanted to turn this in,” said the girl, handing Argo her card.

“Thanks,” said Argo nervously, moving hardly a muscle.

“Did I fill it out right?” asked the girl.

Argo glanced at the card. “Yeah looks fine,” he said.

The girl had a few more questions. Meanwhile, Jodi took it open herself to make Argo’s conversation even more difficult. She slinked up toward his cock and began flicking it with her tongue. Mark was off to the side and could see everything going on. Jodi grabbed Argo’s balls as she teased his cock with her tongue. Mark laughed to himself at the site of Argo trying to answer this girl’s mail questions while a naked Jodi had his cock and balls under her control. The girl finally left, and Jodi stood up.

“Man I thought we was busted!” said Argo relieved.

Mark helped Jodi back onto the counter. Argo began jacking again furiously. Jodi fingered herself while Mark played with her tits. When it seemed they were both about to cum, Argo reached out and grabbed Jodi’s thigh for support.

“That’s it!” said Mark. “You touched. We’re gone.” He swiftly pulled Jodi down off the counter and returned her clothes. “Get dressed, Jodi.” Jodi put her clothes on, and the couple left, leaving Argo with his dick in hand and an inevitable case of blue balls.

As they got in the car, Jodi said to Mark, “But I was so close to cumming!”

“What’s stopping you now?” asked Mark.

Jodi dropped her shorts and thong once more to finger herself as they drove down the road. Mark tried to hit every red light. Jodi was going to town on her pussy. Plenty of other drivers could see what she was doing, and if they were lucky enough to be higher than her, they could see her pussy. A few minutes later, at a stoplight, Jodi finally came. She looked to her right and saw an old man watching her from his van. She licked her fingers as they pulled away.

Back at the mail room, Argo was regretting his need to touch Jodi. With an unattended cock and a deep feeling of anger, he picked up Jodi’s change of address card and grinned an evil grin.

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Jodi soaked in a warm tub for hours after she returned home. Not only did she feel a bit dirty in the shameful sense, she really needed a proper cleaning after the marathon of men she had just allowed to cum inside her. She reflected on the night’s events with a damp cloth over her eyes. What had she gotten herself into? What had she done to Mark? Moreover, why did getting caught make her cum so hard? Had she ruined their many years together? Oh God, what about STDs? Fortunately, she was on the pill and had no chance of getting pregnant, but STDs were another story. Her mind reeled with horrible thoughts about possible consequences. She felt like a fucking whore.

On the other hand, good things were happening. She liked the sex. As much as she hated to admit it, she really liked the sex. It was liberating. Paul had also turned off the webcam broadcast saying it was no longer necessary, which was great because Jodi was getting tired of living under 24-hour watch. Then there was this new elite group of “friends” (for lack of a better term) that she had “befriended” (i.e. marathon-fucked.) She was certain this would mean great things for her career. Summer was just around the corner, and she needed a good research position to pad her Curriculum Vitae. Her fuck-buddies would surely be able to score her the best gig.

It was all speculation. She knew that. Only time would tell what would become of her. After her water grew too cold, she stepped out of the tub, dried off, and returned to her bedroom. She collapsed naked on her bed, completely exhausted. As she dozed off she thought about how only months ago, she would have made sure to dress head-to-toe in ultra-modest pajamas and cover herself up to her ears with blankets before going to sleep, but somehow now, her nudity seemed natural to her, no longer a hang-up. It did not even bother her that her door was still cracked, and anyone could walk in for an eyeful.

Jodi woke up around noon. Thankfully it was a Saturday and she had nowhere pressing to be. She threw her pink robe around her and wandered toward the kitchen, still trying to shake the fuzz off her brain. Melinda was at the table eating a sandwich.

“Wow, someone must have had a late evening,” said Melinda almost enviously.

Jodi grunted and pawed for the coffee pot in zombie fashion. She poured herself a cup.

“Oh, this was slid under the door,” Melinda said, sliding a small envelope across the table toward Jodi. “It has your name on it, so I didn’t open it.”

Jodi sipped her coffee and sat down. She sipped again. Then, after reluctantly setting her coffee mug on the table, she picked up the envelope. She wondered whether or not she should even open it. She was curious, but then again she could not give a shit what it said inside.

“Please hurry up and open it,” began Melinda, “I’ve been dying all day to know what it is.”

With nothing but an evil glare, Jodi opened the envelope. Inside was a note that read:

Meet me at the address on the back of this card as soon as you can.

Jodi flipped over the card. She did not recognize the address. She shrugged and tossed it to Melinda.

Melinda read the note aloud as if Jodi was unaware of its meaning. As she turned the card over, she said, “Ooh, I know where this is! This is in that really snooty building…it’s a bunch of expensive renovated condos. Who’s this from?” Jodi figured she knew but shrugged her shoulders anyway. “What are you up to that I don’t know about?” asked Melinda, squinting her eyes and putting her fists on her hips.

Jodi thought a moment. “I’ll tell you if you come with me and promise to participate,” she said. She was a bit unsure why she said it. Perhaps she was feeling the need for a little control over someone else.

“Wooo, I’m in,” said Melinda wryly.

Jodi showered and dressed, choosing to wear nothing fancier or sluttier than a simple pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, complete with undergarments, a rarity for her as of late. Melinda modeled her attire after Jodi, unsure of what their plans were for the day. Of course, Melinda never wore any top that did not scoop low and show off her cleavage, so she out-slutted Jodi by default. Melinda drove since she knew where the building was. They parked at a metered spot on the street and approached the doorman. “There’s a doorman?” asked Jodi.

“Yeah these places are the shit!” exclaimed Melinda. “I’ve always wanted to see the inside!”

“May I help you?” asked the doorman, an elderly sophisticated gentleman.

“Yes, we’re visiting unit 1201,” responded Jodi.

“Ah yes! Are you Jodi then?” asked the doorman excitedly.

“Yes, I’m Jodi,” she replied.

“Please do enter, then ladies,” said the doorman, swiping his access card and opening the door.

The lobby was fantastically ornate. The renovators had left a lot of the original brick and stone of the old building, designing the architecture around that. The duo walked slowly toward the elevator in total awe of their surroundings. They entered the awaiting open doors. Jodi pressed 12.

Unit 1201 was immediately in front of them as they exited the elevator. Jodi hesitated, so Melinda did the honors of knocking. “Just a minute,” came a voice from inside. Footsteps grew closer, and the door opened. “Hi,” said Mark.

Jodi’s eyes nearly exploded. “Mark??” she exclaimed, completely bewildered.

“This is Mark?” asked Melinda. Jodi could not respond. “Hi, Mark. I’m Melinda,” she said, extended her hand.

Mark shook it. “Mark,” he replied. “Nice to meet you. Sorry, I was only expecting Jodi, but you’re more than welcome to come in too.” Mark stepped aside to allow the girls entry. Melinda bounced right in.

Jodi was still staring in shock. “What are you doing here?” she asked, beginning to move slowly toward the door.

“I live here,” said Mark. “I just closed on the place yesterday. I wanted to surprise you.”

He had succeeded. Jodi was indeed surprised. Mark invited the girls to sit on the sofa while he explained everything. He told them how he and his friend Alan, who had been working together for years trying to make the next great dotcom, had finally been bought out by a large software company. Alan moved to Europe, and Mark moved here to be with Jodi. He just could not handle the long distance relationship.

“I called you last night, hoping you would be able to come over,” began Mark, “but you sounded…busy.”

Before Jodi could respond to the pointed statement, Melinda piped in with, “Hey, wait. So you didn’t know about this, Jodi? Then, what was the big secret you were going to let me in on?”

Jodi felt completely trapped. She stammered as she tried to find the words to respond.

“I don’t know if you knew this,” said Mark to Melinda, “but Jodi has a binding agreement with me that she will be sexually adventurous and report all the details back to me. It’s been a while since the last check-in, but after what I heard last night, I bet dollars to donuts she has a story for both of us.”

“Wooo, that sounds kinky,” said Melinda. “Did you tell him about us?” she asked Jodi excitedly.

“She definitely did,” said Mark. “Now let’s hear about last night,” said Mark.

Jodi proceeded to lie, “I got finger-fucked in a cab by some guy I hooked up with at Lanningan’s.” Both Mark and Melinda were instantly turned on.

“Wow,” said Melinda. “Go, Jodi!”

“You couldn’t have called at a more perfect time,” she said to Mark. “I’ve been so busy with school for so long, it was the first chance I got to do something like that for you.”

Mark was pleased. “How about now?” he began. “Are you free now?”

“Well, yeah,” replied Jodi.

“How about you Melinda? Are you free?” asked Mark.

Melinda glowed. “Hell yeah,” she said with a wicked grin.

“Then what do you say we three christen my new crib?” Mark suggested. “How about we take turns giving orders. First, I’ll give each of you a command. Then, Jodi, you’ll give Melinda and me a command. Finally, Melinda, you get to give us a command. We’ll rotate until we’re spent. Sound like a plan?”

“I’m in!” shouted Melinda.

“Sounds great,” said Jodi, forcing a smile to hide her shame.

Mark began the game. His first orders were for Jodi to strip naked and for Melinda to suck her tit. Jodi then told Melinda to pull Mark’s cock out of his pants and jack it. Jodi told Mark to suck her free tit while Melinda was busy with his cock. Melinda paused her sucking to order Mark to finger-fuck Jodi and order Jodi to French kiss her. The trio was heating up. Mark told Jodi to strip Melinda naked. He then told Melinda to stop jacking his cock and start sucking it. Melinda leapt at the opportunity, taking Mark’s long cock deep in her mouth. At this point, Jodi was getting finger-fucked, and Mark was getting a blowjob, so Jodi ordered Mark to 69 Melinda on the couch so that Melinda could get some action too. Mark crawled beneath Melinda, who spread her slender legs to allow him access to her cunt. Mark lapped the folds of Melinda’s pussy like his life depended on it. Meanwhile, Melinda increased her vigor, bobbing up and down on Mark’s cock, her fist clenching the base. Jodi told Melinda to sit upright so Jodi could suck Mark’s cock. Melinda did as instructed, grinding her pussy into Mark’s face. Jodi took Melinda’s place blowing Mark. She tasted Melinda’s spit on his shaft. Melinda told Jodi to mount Mark’s cock and make out with her. The trio was now in a triangular shape on the oversized sofa, Mark’s cock deep inside Jodi, Jodi’s tongue deep inside Melinda’s mouth, and Melinda’s cunt dug deep into Mark’s face.

Melinda forgot to give her next order to Mark, but it did not matter at this point. The rules of the game were unimportant. Now, it was everyone’s job to get everyone else off, nothing more. The girls came almost simultaneously. Mark thrashed at Melinda’s clit until her juices flowed onto his face and Melinda bucked and moaned. Meanwhile, Jodi bucked and moaned on his dick. The girls clasped the back of each other’s head and forcibly kissed each other as they came. As the waves subsided, Melinda climbed off Mark’s face, pulled Jodi’s hair back and began kissing down her neck and chest. She pulled Jodi off Mark’s cock and forced her back over the arm of the sofa. Mark crawled out from beneath the two girls, Melinda now vehemently sucking Jodi’s tits. Melinda continued her way down Jodi’s stomach and onto her pussy. She pushed Jodi’s legs up in the air and ate at her cunt. Mark approached Melinda from behind and shoved his cock into her exposed pussy. He fucked Melinda while she ate out his girlfriend. He was very glad to finally be participating in Jodi’s new life.

Melinda stopped munching briefly to say, “Don’t cum inside me. You can’t cum inside me.”

Mark was a bit disappointed but agreed. Melinda pressed her face back into Jodi’s cunt. She tickled Jodi’s clit with her tongue while shoving everything but her thumb deep inside Jodi’s vagina. Melinda stroked Jodi inside and out. Jodi’s second orgasm was loud and satisfying. Her body shook as her head and shoulders hung over the arm of the sofa, legs flying in the air. Melinda came up for air. Jodi rested before sitting upright, taking Melinda’s hand into her mouth to lick off her own pussy juices. She then gave Melinda a deep kiss, grabbing the sides of her face. Meanwhile, Mark continued to pump in and out of Melinda’s pussy, each slap causing her ample tits to swing beneath her.

“I told you that you have to participate,” said Jodi to Melinda. “That means you have to do everything. Let him cum inside you,” she said.

“No, Jodi,” said Melinda, nearing a second orgasm. “It’s not safe.”

“Fuck safe!” said Jodi. “Don’t be a little bitch. You can’t fuck my boyfriend and not let him cum where he wants to cum!”

Melinda came as Jodi berated her. Her body shook.

Jodi grabbed Melinda’s tits hard. “He’s made you cum twice. Let him cum now!” she demanded.

Melinda agreed. “You can cum inside me, Mark.”

“Tell him you want him to cum inside you,” said Jodi.

“I want you to cum inside me, Mark,” said Melinda.

“Beg him to!” yelled Jodi.

“Please cum inside me, Mark. Please!” yelled Melinda.

With that, Mark shot his load deep inside Melinda’s pussy. He clenched her ass as he rammed his shaft balls-deep inside her. “Grab my balls!” he shouted. Melinda reached between her legs and grabbed his balls. His force increased at this sensation. Melinda whimpered as Mark shot his last few spurts inside her. When he was finished, he collapsed on her back, letting his dick soften before removing it.

Jodi rested Melinda’s face in her tits, stroking her head like a baby. “Didn’t that feel great?” she asked. “It wasn’t so bad, now was it?”

Melinda softly spoke, “No, it was great.”

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Dr. Seth McKay minimized the media player on his computer and stood up from his oversized leather office chair. He had been watching the latest Jodicam broadcast. He was particularly fond of the nights Jodi would bring one of her roommates in for a girls-only party. Tonight was no exception. “She’s amazing,” said Dr. McKay. “Great job.”

From across the desk, Paul answered, “Thanks, Dad.”

“Get her over here tonight, and then put out a call to the local members,” ordered

Dr. McKay. “It’s time for the next step.”

“Yes, sir,” responded Paul eagerly.

“Hon,” Dr. McKay now addressed his wife Linda, “Could you please get some drinks and snacks together. We’re having guests over.”

“Certainly,” said Linda as she bobbed off toward the kitchen.

Paul drove to Jodi’s dorm. On the way he made a slew of phone calls, extending invitations to the events that were about to unfold at his father’s house. He then called Jodi and instructed her to meet him outside. She was to wear only a trench coat and black underwear. For fun, he told her that she had to hold the trench coat open until he arrived. He was delighted to see her sexy body awaiting him at the curb minutes later, obediently flashing everyone who came by. As Paul stopped, Jodi covered herself and jumped in the Land Rover. “Put this on,” said Paul, handing her a blindfold. She did as she was told. “My father wants to see you,” began Paul. “He’s become quite the fan.”

“Why does he want to see me?” asked Jodi coyly.

“I’ll let him explain,” said Paul. The drive was only about 25 minutes. There was not a lot of conversation. Occasionally Paul would reach over and stroke Jodi’s leg or grab her boob, little things to maintain ownership of her body. When they arrived, Paul exited the SUV and helped Jodi down. He guided her up the stairs to Dr. McKay’s rather extravagant home. Jodi could hear a fountain gurgling behind her. The doors opened as they approached. Paul led Jodi down the main hall to Dr. McKay’s study. The door shut and locked behind them.

“You must be Jodi,” said Dr. McKay. “Paul, take off that blindfold.” Paul did so. Jodi glanced around the room. Dr. McKay stood in front of his large desk in fashionable attire. Lining the walls were a number of men, all dressed in black suits. They all wore masks. “Dr. Seth McKay,” said Dr. McKay, extending his hand.

Jodi shook it. “I’m Jodi,” she said softly.

“Don’t be so shy, Jodi,” said Dr. McKay reassuringly. “We’re all big fans of your work. There are no secrets here.” Jodi’s first thought in response to this remark was that if there were no secrets, why all the masks? She dared not say it, however, still unsure of the situation she was in. “Jodi, I’d like to help you with your career. See, everyone here is a prominent doctor in the community. We have kind of a, for lack of a better phrase, a ‘secret club.’ We try once a year to take a new medical student under our wing and groom her for her life as a doctor. We have chosen you, and tonight you are going to show your appreciation.”

“And how will I do that?” asked Jodi.

“Simple!” shouted Dr. McKay. “You just have to roll the dice.” With that Dr. McKay stepped to the side and waved his hand over his desk. On it was a pair of dice.

Jodi stepped forward in attempt to understand what he meant. “Roll the dice?” she asked.

“There are of course a few more rules than that,” explained Dr. McKay. “Rule #1: If you roll doubles, you roll again.” Jodi was still confused. “Rule #2: You keep a cumulative total of every roll.” No help there. “And Rule #3: Your cumulative total determines the number of men in this room that you have to fuck.”

Jodi’s eyes grew large. Now she understood the game. She started feeling a bit nervous. “And if I don’t want to?” she inquired.

“Well, if you don’t want to, we’ll just send you home. However, the rewards for your efforts tonight will be great. First and foremost, you will become my personal shadow at work. You’ll be able to learn everything I know about medicine. You’ll also gain the trust, not to mention the contacts, of all of these powerful men.” Dr. McKay spoke confidently and convincingly.

Jodi did not know whether to feel privileged or insulted. Ultimately, she made the decision to pick up the dice.

“Excellent,” said Dr. McKay.

Jodi shook the dice in her hand. She threw them onto the desk. She nearly gasped audibly when they showed double fours.

“That’s eight so far. Doubles means you roll again,” reminded Dr. McKay. He leaned in with a whisper, “And in case you were wondering, there’s no going back now.”

Jodi picked the dice up one more time and gave them a toss. Snake eyes. She was astonished at her run of bad luck.

“Ten and another roll,” said Dr. McKay.

Jodi feared a third roll. She considered the idea that the dice were somehow rigged. She supposed it did not matter really. She tossed them one more time. She was both relieved and overwhelmed by the result: a nine.

“For a grand total of 19,” said Dr. McKay. He turned Jodi toward the rest of the visitors. “Gentlemen,” he began. “Jodi has decided to give herself to us tonight.” He then turned toward Jodi, “Now we do have a slight problem. Jodi, including myself and my son, there are only 15 of us here. You rolled a record, actually, and we weren’t quite prepared for that. So, you’re going to owe us four fucks that any one of us will be able collect whenever we feel so inclined. Understood?” Jodi nodded her head. “Great!” exclaimed Dr. McKay. “Let’s begin, shall we?”

Linda McKay entered the room. She removed Jodi’s trench coat and positioned her in front of the desk with her palms flat on the leather top. Linda peeled Jodi’s thong off and spread her legs a little farther than shoulder width apart. She then unclasped Jodi’s bra and let it fall to the desk. Jodi now stood in black high heels, braced for what was to come. The sound of zippers dropping was deafening. A line formed behind Jodi. The first masked man stepped forward. He cordially kissed Jodi’s back before inserting himself into her pussy. Jodi bit her lip as he went in, not yet moist enough for easy access. The man started moving in and out of her slowly. As he fucked Jodi, Linda kept the next man in line at the ready by lightly jacking his cock. It took a few minutes for the first man to finish up. He blew his load inside her, kissed her back once more, then stepped aside. Linda wiped Jodi’s pussy with a damp rag before the second masked man stepped forward. He performed the same ritual, first kissing Jodi’s back, then inserting his cock into her pussy. This man was a little bigger than the last. Jodi was quite soaked now, so there was a lot less pain. The man would switch from leaning over her cupping her boobs to arching back and thrusting upward. He shot his load, kissed her back, and stepped aside. Linda once again wiped her pussy clean. This routine continued for about thirty minutes. Jodi noticed that the men were apparently lined up according to cock size as they were getting bigger each time. Some men took longer to cum than others. Number 6, to Jodi’s relief, had taken no time at all. Another ten minutes passed and Jodi was on masked man number 10. The shape and size of this cock was immediately something Jodi welcomed. He hit her g-spot almost immediately, and Jodi could not help but moan. Number 10 was the first to make Jodi orgasm. As Jodi yelped in pleasure, her cell phone rang from her trench coat pocket.

Dr. McKay retrieved the phone and raised it to Jodi’s ear. “I want you to try your best to talk to this person like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.”

Jodi bit her lip. “Hello??”

Mark was on the other end. “Hey, babe! What’re you up to?” he asked cheerfully.

Jodi’s face turned pale. She held back a pleasurable whimper. “Nothing much. Can I call you back?”

“Well if you’re not up to much, why can’t you talk to me now?” asked Mark.

“Well I’m — ” Jodi let loose an uncontrollable moan.

“What was that?” asked Mark.

“Nothing, I’m –” Jodi moaned again. This time it was because of another orgasm. Number 10 was cumming inside her at the same time. She moaned a few more times as the waves subsided. She tried to speak again but Mark had hung up. Dr. McKay closed the flip phone and sat it on the desk.

Number 10 gave Jodi a kiss and stepped aside. Linda once again wiped her clean. Jodi did not know how much more of this she could take. Now that her senses were completely aroused, her orgasms came more and more. As soon as number 11 entered her, she came. She came two more times before he finished. She came twice with numbers 12 and 13 as well. Then it was Paul’s turn.

Paul kissed Jodi’s back and stuck his dick inside her. He nearly lifted her off the floor as he brought his hips upward. Jodi recognized this cock without even looking back. She had fucked it many times before and always welcomed its return. Paul’s endurance was no different this evening. He fucked Jodi for 10 minutes himself, pulling her into a wheelbarrow position in order to achieve maximum depth. Jodi’s arms were fatigued. She had to lower her chest to the desk for support. Paul pumped deep inside her until he exploded. Jodi panted from exhaustion. Linda wiped her clean once more before the final fuck of the evening. Dr. McKay stepped forward. He helped Jodi onto her back on the desk. He shoved his massive cock into her aching pussy. Jodi almost could not stand the size. He was so large. He moved slowly but deliberately, squeezing both of her breasts gently as he glided in and out. Jodi felt an intense pleasure building up inside her. Dr. McKay saw it coming and pinched her nipples. Jodi nearly blacked out from the orgasm. Dr. McKay definitely knew how to fuck. He brought her to orgasm four more times in this manner before allowing himself to cum. He did so with great gusto. Wave after wave of semen spewed inside Jodi’s cunt. As Dr. McKay’s balls gently slapped her ass, Jodi stared into his eyes with deep appreciation. After the last squirt, Dr. McKay continued his rhythm. His dick stayed hard. Jodi was dumbfounded. Moments later, Dr. McKay came again with as much force as before, filling her up a second time. He leaned down and kissed her on the chest before removing his cock from her thoroughly abused fuckhole.

As Linda cleaned Jodi up, the men filed out of the room. “You’ll learn a lot from him,” said Linda. “He’s as good a doctor as he is a lover.”

“I can’t believe I just did that,” panted Jodi.

“My first time was difficult too,” said Linda. The two were now alone in the room. “It gets easier with time,” she said with encouragement.

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Donald stared at his screen for hours. He had become somewhat addicted to his new spy toy, consequentially letting his grades slip and his tutoring gigs fall to the wayside. He rarely left his desk and never left his apartment. He kept his balcony doors permanently open to air out the funk that had collected over time from spoiled food and unwashed clothes. He did not want to miss a single live moment of Jodi in her room. He was on a 10-hour sprint since the last sighting, when Jodi had left her room with books in hand, probably to go study somewhere a little quieter than the dorm. To bide his time, Donald double-clicked the icon for an earlier recording he had made. A movie of Jodi studying in her Victoria’s Secret pajamas began playing. Donald silently cursed his inability to move, rotate, or zoom the webcam. Still, it didn’t really matter what Jodi did, as long as he got to see her do it.

Donald nearly jumped out of his seat as Jodi finally walked into her room. He accidentally knocked his wireless mouse off the desk trying to close the movie he was watching, truly the consummate klutz. After retrieving the mouse from the floor, he was saddened to see that Jodi was once again missing, but her door was open, so there was a good chance she was coming right back. She did, wrapped in a white towel. She was evidently preparing a shower.

“Excellent work,” said Paul from behind Donald. He leaned in to get a better look at the screen. “You were really thinking on your feet.”

“Well, yeah!” retorted Donald as if insulted.

“Calm down,” said Paul. “Now, I’ll pay you $500 a day to stream this from my computer at home.”

“The deal was $1000!” exclaimed Donald.

“The deal changed,” replied Paul calmly. “This image isn’t very high-res and her connection is obviously not that great considering the way frames are dropping.”

“But if anyone finds out, I could get in serious trouble,” pleaded Donald.

“No one is going to find out,” assured Paul. “Besides, even if they do, my dad will take care of it.”

Donald reluctantly scribbled down the IP address and port of his streaming server on a sticky note, ripped it off the pad, and handed it to Paul. “I’ll replicate the stream. I won’t give you her address. This is my server’s IP and port. That’s all you get, and I’m going to be monitoring your usage. This is for your eyes only.”

Paul snatched the sticky note. “Totally,” he said with a smile. He walked toward the front door. He paused and turned toward Donald once more. “Ya know,” he began, “you’ve been pretty useful.” An eerie silence descended on the room as Paul stood and stared at Donald with nary a blink. “But.” Paul rushed at Donald and pulled him up from his chair by the collar. “I make the rules! Not you!” With that Paul dragged the completely stunned Donald across the room through the open doors to the balcony. Paul stopped short, but Donald stumbled headfirst over the rail, six stories to the parking lot below. Paul winced a little as Donald’s limp body crashed into the asphalt, making a somewhat satisfying crunching sound. He then ceremoniously wiped his hands of the whole ordeal and returned to Donald’s desk.

Paul pulled a letter out of his jacket pocket and placed it on the desk. It was his “suicide” note for Donald, typed and printed so as not to leave a handwriting trail. With a few quick keystrokes he broadcast Jodi’s unwitting show to his buyers, a short but lucrative list of businessmen with a taste for reality TV. He then left the apartment.

Paul drove away in his Land Rover while simultaneously booting up his wireless laptop. He opened his “Jodicam” site and waited for her to return from her shower. She eventually did, once again wrapped in her white towel, closing the door behind her. Paul called her on his Bluetooth headset.

Jodi was putting her long wet hair up in a second towel when her cell phone rang. She recognized the number and didn’t want to answer. Paul pissed her off so much but fucked her so well. She hated herself for wanting to talk to him again. She answered the phone. “What do you want?”

“Want to make some more money?” asked Paul plainly.

“No fucking way. I’m not your whore. That was a really shitty thing to do!” shouted Jodi, not sure if she really meant it.

“I can pay you $1,000 a day,” said Paul, still driving.

Jodi was baffled. She paused before saying, “I can only imagine what I’d have to do for that kind of cash, and in case you don’t know what that means, it means ‘No way.’”

“Think before you speak,” replied Paul. “All you really have to do is keep your dorm life a bit more…interesting let’s say.”

“What the hell does that mean?” questioned Jodi.

“It means that you can star in your own reality show from the comfort of your tiny little room. In fact, you already are,” said Paul.

Jodi wrinkled her face in confusion and anger. “What are you talking about?”

“Your webcam is being broadcast to a number of very rich businessmen. They can see you right now,” explained Paul. Jodi spun around and stared at the camera. “All you have to do is get them off. It really should be very easy for you, a quick way to make a lot of money, and it doesn’t even seem like anyone is there.”

“You’re lying,” said Jodi.

“Does it matter?” asked Paul. “I’m heading to your place right now with your first payment. I’m going to hang up the phone now. If you accept my offer, drop the towels.” Paul ended the call and tossed his phone into the seat beside him.

Jodi stood aghast, still eying the little webcam atop her monitor. She wasn’t a computer expert by any stretch of the imagination, so there was no way for her to know if what Paul was saying was true. For all she knew, he was just trying to control her again. She stood blankly staring, as if one of her four walls had just been torn down. Then, slowly, she let down her hair, dropping the towel to the floor. The second one fell shortly thereafter. She was naked in the privacy of her room but at the same time on the global stage of the Internet. There was a knock at her door. She opened it a tad.

“Your roommate let me in,” said Paul. “May I come in your room, please?” Jodi hid herself behind the door as she opened it just wide enough for Paul to squeak through. “Thank you. Let’s begin, shall we?” Once more Jodi found herself in a position of lust and hate. Paul had a way of making her skin tingle even without touching her. “Get on all fours on your bed please, facing away from the camera.” Jodi silently obeyed. “Excellent. Now reach between your legs and finger yourself.” Jodi sucked two fingers until they were nice and soaked before lowering them to her excited cunt. She tickled her clit a little to get the juices flowing before plunging her fingers inside. “Very nice,” said Paul. “Now suck my fingers,” he directed as he put his hand in her face. Jodi complied. Paul then removed his fingers and approached Jodi’s ass. “Now be very quiet,” he said as he shoved his index finger into Jodi’s tight asshole. Jodi whimpered a bit. Paul responded by spanking her ass with his free hand. “I said be quiet.” Paul began moving his finger in and out of Jodi’s asshole while she masturbated. This was definitely something Jodi had never experienced. Mark had always wanted to try butt sex, but Jodi always shied away. Now, here she was with this strange guy that had this strange power over her, getting her asshole probed.

A second finger entered Jodi’s asshole. She managed to keep quiet. “Very good,” commended Paul. At this point Jodi was about to cum. Her back arched and her head fell as she vigorously rubbed and prodded herself. Paul pulled her hair. “Head up!” he demanded. Jodi came violently. Being completely at Paul’s mercy was more than she could bear. Her hard body rocked as she exhaled deeply and repeatedly, fatigued from the mere minutes of sexual activity. The orgasm caused her to sweat. Paul tossed a $100 bill at her. “You get a max of 10 of those each day. How many more do you want to earn tonight?” asked Paul.

Jodi rose quickly and pushed Paul onto the bed. She tore his belt and pants away, eager to feel his cock inside her. Like a heroine addict finally getting a fix, Jodi whimpered at the pleasure of slowly sliding Paul’s cock into her soaking wet pussy. “How much is this worth?” she asked as she increased her pace up and down Paul’s shaft.

“I’ll give you 200,” said Paul, trying not show any signs of pleasure.

Jodi bounced a few more times before dismounting. She faced away from Paul, standing at a slight crouch. She reached back and put Paul’s cock into her ass, her face cringing in pain and pleasure as it grew harder deep inside. “How about this?” she asked as she began to grind her hips.

“Definitely worth 600,” said Paul, trying to save some cash for at least one more round. He stood up to get a better angle as Jodi leaned over a little further. Her tits bounced back and forth as Paul pounded her ass. She was so tight; it didn’t take long for Paul to cum deep inside her. Jodi fingered herself from the front to achieve her orgasm simultaneously. Paul pulled his softening dick out of Jodi’s ass, cum dripping from it onto the floor. “Very fucking nice,” said Paul. “We can stop for the night.”

“Fuck that,” said Jodi. “I want all the cash.”

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Exam week came and went. Jodi sighed in relief knowing her study marathons had temporarily subsided once more. She realized that she had been neglecting her physique for a while now and vowed to hit the gym before it closed. Mark called.

“Hello?” answered Jodi.

“Hey there,” replied Mark. “How were exams?”

“Fine,” said Jodi. “I was just getting ready to go to the gym and work out some stress.”

“That sound like a good idea,” said Mark. “So, today I’m going to let you think of something to do for me.”

“Like what?” asked Jodi.

“Like whatever,” said Mark. “I want you to do something you think I would like for you to do, then tell me all about it afterward. I want all the details.”

Jodi couldn’t think of anything right away, but she promised she would do her best. She packed a small bag with some gym clothes and a bathing suit in case she wanted to make a few laps in the pool. She then hung up the phone and took off across campus to the gym.

It wasn’t a large gym, but there was enough equipment to go around. Jodi changed into her sports bra and running shorts in the locker room before hitting the treadmill. She listened to her iPod as she ran 4 miles. She was in the zone and didn’t really notice the guys that kept leering at her, nor did she really care. It happened all the time when she used to be a regular at the gym back home. It was nothing new. As she got off the treadmill she bumped into Aaron, the ex-marine she had met at the bowling alley.

“I’m sorry!” said Jodi.

“Oh it’s no problem,” responded Aaron. “I don’t mind being bumped into by pretty girls,” he said with a friendly smile.

“Aww, that’s so nice,” said Jodi. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“I was just about to hit the weights,” said Aaron. “Care to join me?”

“Sure,” said Jodi, “but don’t expect me to lift what you’re gonna lift. I’ll definitely need some help even with the tiny weights.” She laughed a little, not giving herself enough credit for her weightlifting abilities.

Aaron and Jodi started on the incline press machine. First, Aaron did his set before lowering the weight for Jodi. The design of the machine caused her breasts to jut out as she laid her back flat against the seat. Jodi began her repetitions, breathing out deeply on each push and breathing in as she retracted her arms. With each breath, her breasts heaved beneath her sports bra. It was a gorgeous site. Aaron was enjoying it. They finished up 3 sets a piece before grabbing a bench and some dumbbells. Aaron showed Jodi how to put one hand and knee on the bench with the other foot on the floor and lift the dumbbell with her free arm to work her back muscles. As Jodi crawled on the bench, heads turned. Her tight ass was in the air with her cleavage visible in the mirror. No man could look at her and not think about fucking her doggie-style. The two continued moving from exercise to exercise. There were none that Jodi didn’t look sexy doing.

They finished up, but Jodi wanted to try out the leg adduction/abduction machine. Aaron watch as Jodi sat in the seat, spreading her legs in a v-shape to mount the padded extensions. She set the weight to a comfortable level and began squeezing her legs in a scissor motion. Aaron moved around to get a better view. Jodi now thought of something she could do for Mark. As she continued the exercise, Jodi looked straight in Aaron’s eyes, opened her mouth a tiny bit, and licked her lips. Aaron wondered if he had just imagined it. His mind was wandering so much watching Jodi spread and close her legs over and over again that he couldn’t be sure. When she was finished, Jodi stood up and said, “How about we hit the steamroom?”

“I never finish a workout without it,” said Aaron.

“Awesome. I’m gonna go put my bathing suit on and I’ll meet you there,” said Jodi. She walked toward the locker room as Aaron watched her ass sway. Jodi changed into her black bikini, wrapped a towel around her, and walked back out to the steamroom. Aaron was waiting for her just outside. They entered the steamroom together. A couple of other guys were already in there.

Jodi climbed up on a high seat and put her towel down, revealing her bikini-clad body. Even through the steam, the guys could tell she was fine. It was a tiny string bikini with triangle cups and a v-cut bottom. Jodi sat down, and Aaron sat beside her. The heat was relaxing. Jodi sat with her knees together, resting with her hands on the bench on either side of her. The two guys across from them were carrying on a conversation about their exams. Jodi turned to Aaron. “Could you do me a favor?” she asked. “Could you rub my feet a little. They are killing me.”

“Sure,” said Aaron.

Jodi swung her legs up into Aaron’s lap and scooted back a bit on the bench before lying flat on her back. Aaron took her left foot in hand and gave it a massage. “That feels great,” said Jodi. The two men continued their conversation. Aaron switched feet. Jodi asked, “Could you do my legs too? It’s been a while since I’ve worked out, and I don’t want to get shin splints.” Aaron obliged, refocusing his efforts on Jodi’s lower calf. Jodi closed her eyes and arched her back, letting loose a few subtle moans. Jodi glanced across at the two men and subtly tugged at her top just a tad, barely revealing her right nipple. No one noticed. “Higher,” said Jodi. Aaron moved to her thighs. He was getting a hard-on. Jodi could feel it hit her leg. Aaron took the liberty of moving way up Jodi’s leg and toward the inner side, very near her pussy. Jodi did not stop him. She now pulled her top completely off her right breast and began massaging it with her left hand. The two men had now stopped talking and were squinting through the steam to see what was going on. Jodi tweaked her nipple as Aaron massaged her inner thigh. All three men in the steamroom now had raging erections. Feigning embarrassment, Jodi opened her eyes, looked around, sat up quickly and covered her breast with her bikini. “Sorry,” she said with a giggle. “I got carried away.”

All three men responded in unison, “No problem.”

“Well I am super sweaty now,” said Jodi. “I need a shower.” Jodi hopped down, grabbed her towel, and headed back to the locker room. The men stayed behind waiting for their dicks to soften to avoid embarrassment when standing up. When Jodi reached the showers, there was a sign indicating that the women’s showers were being remodeled and were temporarily closed. She returned to the steamroom just as the men were exiting. “Guys,” she said, “the women’s showers are broken, can you guard me while I take a shower in the guys’ locker room?” They, of course, did not object.

The four walked into the men’s locker room. Jodi hopped into the first shower. There were no curtains. The three men kept watch with their backs turned while Jodi started the water. Aaron and one of the other guys could see Jodi in a mirror. She reached behind her and untied her top, dropping it to the floor. She then pulled her bottoms down and stepped under the water. Jodi made eye contact with both Aaron and the other guy in the mirror. She knew they could see her. Each man swallowed hard, resisting the urge to turn around. Finally, they could resist no longer. Both of them turned and approached the shower. The third man was further out in the locker room and had no clue. Jodi stared at Aaron and the other man as their eyes wandered all over her wet body from head to toe and back again. “Who wants to soap me up?” she asked.

The guys shed their clothes and stepped into the shower. Aaron pumped some soap out of the dispenser and began applying to Jodi’s shoulders as she faced the other man. Aaron’s dick was spearing Jodi’s ass as his hands moved slowly down her back and sides. He reached under her arms and soaped up her breasts, spending extra time there before again moving down to her stomach and then her ass. In the meantime, the other guy just watched, not knowing what to do or if he should even be there. Jodi pulled him closer and sandwiched his dick between their bellies, pressing her tits into his chest. Jodi sunk to her knees. She took each dick in hand and began stroking them. She looked up at the two men seductively as she put Aaron’s cock in her mouth. She then moved to the other man’s cock. She continued jacking and blowing each man on her knees in the shower. Jodi then stood up and pushed each man against opposite sides of the shower. She bent over and put Aaron’s dick in her mouth, inviting the other man to enter her pussy. He nervously approached her from behind and stuck his cock deep inside her. Jodi deep-throated Aaron’s cock as the other man fucked her from behind. Before anyone came, she switched directions, allowing Aaron to fuck her while she sucked the other man off. She felt this was a better fit. Aaron’s dick was bigger, so it felt better inside her pussy. The smaller cock fit better in her mouth. She went to work sucking vigorously and pounding her hips backwards into Aaron’s forward thrust. As the shower continued to soak the trio, Jodi felt an orgasm coming on. She arched her back so much that Aaron had to stand on his toes to stay inside her. All three were in rhythm, and all three came together. Jodi rocked her body as the sensation overwhelmed her. Aaron came deep inside her cunt, and the other man coated her throat with his warm load. Jodi lapped up the cum as it continued to spray, not wanting any to escape her mouth. When everyone had finished eking out every second of pleasure from their respective orgasms, Jodi took her mouth off the man’s cock and stood up straight. Aaron’s dick slipped out of her pussy as she did. The men stepped out of the shower to allow Jodi to clean up. When she was finished, she turned off the water, toweled off, and redressed in her bikini. The men also redressed and escorted her out of the locker room.

As they passed the third man who had been keeping guard at the exit, he wondered why they were all wet. He got a sneaking suspicion that he had been left out of something, but he was too modest to ask what happened. Jodi returned to her locker room, changed into her street clothes, and left the gym.

When she got home, Jodi called Mark and told him all about her evening. He jacked off while she retold the story. The idea of fucking someone she barely knew while blowing someone she absolutely did not know in the men’s locker room shower was definitely something he considered hot. He just wished he had been there himself to get a piece of the action.

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As second block exams approached, Jodi joined a Physiology study group that met in the Student Academic Building. She managed a quick call to Mark to let him know she would be out late studying with the group. They all really wanted to spend some quality time going over the material, even if meant pulling an all-nighter.

Jodi entered the study room with her books and a thick blanket. She normally brought something comfortable when she studied alone in case she needed to relax for a moment or two. Connor was there, as was Dante. There was a third guy named Dillan and two girls named Becca and Riki.

The group studied for many hours. The material was dense, and it was soon obvious they weren’t going home for a while. Jodi got a text message from Mark:

Going to bed. If you take a nap tonight, you have to do it in only your bra and panties.

How the hell was she going to pull that off? She tried to stay focused and awake for as long as she could, but after a while, her eyes weighed too heavily. “Guys, I’m gonna take a quick nap,” said Jodi. “Wake me up in 20 minutes.”

Jodi stood up from the table and put her blanket down in the corner of the study room. She then started removing her sweatshirt.

“What are you doing!” asked Becca, shocked.

“Oh, sorry. I can’t sleep unless I’m naked or in my undies,” explained Jodi. “You guys don’t mind do you?”

“I choose naked,” said Dillan.

“Me too,” said Dante in rapid succession.

“Har har,” mocked Jodi. She then finished removing her sweatshirt and pulled off her sweatpants. She crawled down onto her makeshift cot in just her black bra and boyshorts.

Becca and Riki were simply aghast. “Damn, she must really be tired,” remarked Dillan. “This is the best study group ever.”

The group went about their business as Jodi dozed off, her breasts heaving slightly with every breath. When Becca was sure Jodi was asleep, she whispered, “Alright guys, are her tits real or what?”

“What do you think?” asked Connor.

“I think they’re fake,” said Becca.

“How can you tell?” asked Connor.

“They’re too perfect,” explained Becca.

“You can’t just tell from looks,” said Dante. “Especially in a bra like that. It pushes em up.”

Becca stared at Jodi’s breasts. Without saying a word she tiptoed over to Jodi’s sleeping body, bent over, and gave her left breast a squeeze. Jodi didn’t stir. Becca ran silently back to her seat. “Fake,” she decreed.

“Really?” asked Riki. “I’ve always wanted to know what fake ones felt like.” Riki crept over to Jodi’s side and squeezed both breasts. Returning to her seat she said, “Wow that feels…different. Kinda nice.”

“Is it my turn?” asked Dillan, already heading toward Jodi. He too got a double handful of Jodi’s luscious breasts. “This is too awesome,” said Dillan. “She’s completely out of it.” Dillan then left the study room. He returned with four of his friends who had been studying in another room. They stood in silence at the beautiful sight. “Go ahead. She’s not gonna wake up.” One by one each of the guys molested Jodi’s tits. Then Dillan got an idea. “Hey, I wonder if we can carry her out into the main room.” Dillan got his friends to each grab a corner of the blanket and lift Jodi off the ground. They slowly carried her out into the main study area where table after table was occupied by students burning the midnight oil. They targeted an empty table in the middle of the room and placed her on top of it. She was still sound asleep. They let go of the blanket and everyone now saw what they were carrying. Pencils dropped. Mouths fell open. Heads turned, both to see and to look away. The culprits scurried away.

Jodi woke to a black security guard shaking her shoulder. “You need to come with me,” he said. Jodi took a quick look around. In staunch surprise at her surroundings, she pulled the blanket over herself and yelped. The guard helped her off the table and led her to his office. “Just what exactly were you doing out there?” he asked as he pulled a chair out for her in front of his desk.

“I don’t know,” began Jodi. “I was taking a nap in the study room, and…”

“Where are your clothes?” interrupted the guard.

“I guess they’re still in the study room,” Jodi offered. She was still cocooned inside her blanket.

“Well you’re in a lot of trouble now. This kind of behavior is not allowed in my building,” said the guard. Jodi opened her mouth to speak but the guard raised his hand. “No excuses,” he said, shifting in his seat. “Now, you seem like a nice girl, so I’m willing to overlook this incident.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much,” said Jodi. “I owe you.”

“And what do you owe me?” asked the guard.

Jodi thought for a moment. She knew the only thing she could offer was herself. “How about a little show?”

“I want more than a show,” said the guard sternly.

“Ok, you just tell me what you want as we go, how’s that?” suggested Jodi.

The guard stood up, his pants already beneath his knees, his cock standing absolutely huge and erect. He had been pulling them down behind the desk. “That’s what I like to hear! You’re gonna be my little white bitch.”

Jodi’s eyes bulged out of her head at the site of the guard’s cock. She had never seen a black man’s penis before, and this man’s was absolutely huge, the size of a child’s arm. Jodi looked toward the door.

“Now if you run out that door there’s a whole lotta pain gonna come down on ya,” said the guard. “We’re quite possibly talking expulsion. Now stand up and drop the blanket.” Jodi did so, reluctantly. “Now get rid of them fucking shorts. Don’t you got no decent panties? Like a thong or something? Drop em,” demanded the guard. Jodi lowered them to the floor. She now stood in just her bra. “Now crawl on top of my desk and suck my dick.”

Jodi eased her way onto the guard’s desk on all fours. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to get the guard’s dick in. She couldn’t go down very far on his cock because the length was just too much. She choked whenever she tried to get a good rhythm. “Now sit on the edge of the desk facing me,” said the guard. Jodi placed her bare ass on the edge of the desk . “Spread your legs,” he demanded. She did so. The guard squatted a bit to position himself for entry. He spit on Jodi’s pussy to lube it up a bit. Then he began feeding his massive cock inside. Jodi’s body was wrenched with pain as the guard went deeper and deeper inside her. He began moving gradually faster, in and out. Jodi’s tits bounced beneath her bra, one shoulder strap having fallen off. “I love fuckin redheads,” said the guard. He continued to spear her. Jodi hurt too much to enjoy it. He paused and pulled out. “Stand up and turn around.” Jodi did as she was told. “Hands on the desk!” he demanded. Jodi complied. The guard once again entered her aching pussy, this time from behind. He pushed her shoulders toward the desk to get a better angle. He unclasped her bra and let it fall to the desk. Jodi’s tits swung wildly as she was pounded from behind. Even at this angle, the guard could not get his dick deep enough to satisfy him. After a few minutes, he again pulled out. “Bitch, you can’t make me cum!” he said pointedly. “Get on your knees and jack it. Use both hands and get the full length or I’ll never be able to cum,” he directed. Jodi began jacking off the guard’s cock fiercely. She did as he said and used both hands, occasionally putting her mouth on the end. Minutes passed. Without warning the guard came. The shot hit Jodi right between the eyes. It was a load larger than any Jodi had every experienced. Then came the second shot. It hit her on the side of her mouth and dripped down her chin. A third shot hit her in the forehead. A fourth coated her hair. The fifth and final shot dribble out onto her neck and tits. Jodi had never seen so much cum, at least not from one man. Her face was almost entirely covered in the guard’s semen. “Come on,” he said. “You can go wash up in the bathroom.” He pulled up his pants and helped Jodi to her feet. He led her out the door and down the hall to the men’s room, still completely naked. A black man was at the urinal when they entered, facing the wall away from them. Jodi bent over the sink to wash her face. As she did, the guard put two fingers in her pussy with his palm on the crack of her ass. She was startled. “Keep washing,” he said. He just left his fingers inside her while she scrubbed his goo off. The man at the urinal turned around and did a double-take at the site. Quietly, the guard removed his fingers from Jodi’s pussy. They were soon replaced by something else. Jodi got suspicious. She looked in the mirror and saw that another man now had his dick inside her! He smiled at her and began pounding wildly. Jodi was pressed against the sink. She could see her tits bouncing in the mirror. The man lifted her knees up onto the sink and continued to fuck her. She did not object for two reasons: first, she was having a good time, and second, this was obviously something the guard wanted as part of his show, so she felt compelled to oblige.

“This one’s the best you brought in yet, Darrel” said the man.

“Ain’t she though?” responded Darrel.

This man’s cock wasn’t as big as Darrel’s had been. Jodi dropped her head. The man pulled her long red hair, forcing her to watch in the mirror. They all heard someone entering the bathroom. The man quickly picked Jodi up off the sink and carried her into a stall, locking the door behind them. Darrel left the room. As the newcomer used the urinal, the black man sat Jodi on the toilet. He jacked off onto her face, shooting load after load, coating her soft skin once again. They waited for the newcomer to leave before opening the door. Jodi returned to her task of washing her face yet again. When she was finished, Darrel had returned with her clothes and blanket. “Thank you for the wonderful evening,” he said, handing over her belongings. “If there’s ever anything you need from me or Berry, just call.” He kissed her hand and returned to work. Jodi got dressed, went back to the study room, grabbed her books, and went home. She had made two new friends.

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Second block started up in full force. Jodi didn’t have much time at all to reflect on everything that had happened to her recently. When it came to class, Jodi was hardcore. She studied day and night, even on weekends. Once again, she couldn’t talk to Mark much. She was dedicated to becoming a doctor, and since she hadn’t had as much preparation in undergrad as some of the younger students, she felt like she was playing catch-up just to maintain a B average. She found herself making another appointment with Donald, her private tutor.

“Hi, Donald,” Jodi spoke into her cell phone as she walked at a breakneck pace from campus back to her dorm room. “When can you meet again?”

“I have some time tomorrow evening at 9, but I haven’t reserved a study room. How about we meet at your place?” suggested Donald.

Jodi agreed and hung up the phone. She walked through the office to check her mail. There was a letter in a pink envelope. Mark often sent her quick love notes to brighten her day. She ran upstairs with her heavy books on her back and her letter in her hand, so excited to open it.

Jodi threw her books down on her bedroom floor as she entered. She lunged onto the bed like a little girl and began tearing open the envelope. Inside was a completely blank card. She opened it. A $100 bill fell out. The card read, “Thanks for the fuck. This should cover the tow.” There was no signature, but Jodi knew exactly who it was from. She shook in anger as she realized that Paul had been then one who had gotten her car towed. He set the whole thing up. Now he was paying her off like a whore? She was humiliated and insulted. It took her a while to calm down and focus on her studies. She turned in early from exhaustion.

The next evening, Donald showed up at Jodi’s door right on time. Jodi let him in and led him to her room. Donald, not having ever been a girl’s room before, was busy looking anywhere and everywhere for signs that women lived here. “I have to run grab my laundry,” said Jodi, excusing herself for a moment.

Donald sat on Jodi’s bed in her tiny room taking in the sights and smells of an unfamiliar environment. He stood up and took a quick peak in Jodi’s closet. He fingered through her clothes, stopping briefly to imagine her in each outfit. Then he opened her drawers, stopping for the longest time on her underwear drawer. There before him were a slew of the tiniest, most colorful panties he’d ever even dreamed of seeing. She had thongs, g-strings, boy shorts, and more. Her array of bras was even more impressive. She had full-coverage, strapless, see-through, peekaboo, and even some corsets. He placed his hands in the pile of underwear and imagined Jodi in as many as possible. It felt great.

As he shut the drawer, Donald turned to find that Jodi had a webcam atop her monitor. His eyes lit up. He quickly checked out the door