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It was the slow week between exams and the next block, so there was plenty of time for social activities. One important was the inductive of new students into the Rho Iota co-ed medical fraternity. It only cost $100, and there was a small initiation ceremony this particular evening. Everyone knew that being a member would look great on their residency applications, so quite a few people showed up. Jodi and her three roommates were there, along with about 10 other girls and 15 guys. Everyone was dressed nice for the esteemed occasion. They sat in folding chairs in the meeting room of the Rho Iota house. The master of ceremonies entered.

“You are here because you want to be part of Rho Iota,” he said. “We will begin by reciting the fraternal oath.” The young man led the recitation of the oath while the pledges raised their right hands and read along from a pamphlet. It was fairly boring. “Excellent, now for the fun.” Everyone looked at each other with bewilderment. “I need everyone to move these chairs to the side and form two lines, girls in one, guys in the other.” The pledges did so. Jodi ended up at one end of the line. The emcee continued, “There is only one challenge to get into this co-ed fraternity. We call it the ‘platonic test.’ The person across from you is your partner. You will stand in front of each other naked for ten minutes. The object is to not let the guys get a hard-on, or if they do get a hard-on, girls, you will need to make sure it goes away before the 10 minute mark. If the guy has a hard-on at the end of the test, you are both disqualified and will not become Rho Iota members.” The pledges laughed at what they thought was a joke. “This is not a joke!” yelled the emcee. “Now there are 15 guys and only 14 girls, so you, on the end with the red hair,” he pointed at Jodi, “you are partnered with both those guys on that end. You have 30 seconds to undress. If you are not undressed by then you will be disqualified. Go!”

Some people had a slow start. Others, like Jodi’s prudish roommate Lisa, were almost in tears and not budging. Jodi’s partners began undressing. She did not want to let them down, so she began to take off her nice clothes as well. She started by unbuttoning her white blouse. As the guys caught sight of her bust, most knew this was going to be a tough challenge. She slipped her arms out of the blouse and dropped it to the floor. Next, Jodi unzipped her grey knee-length skirt in the back to free it from her hips. She slid it to the floor and stepped out of it. She was now in her white bra and thong. Jodi then hesitated a moment before realizing she hadn’t much time, so she let loose a sigh before quickly unclasping her bra, dropping it to the floor, and sliding out of her thong. She was naked in a room full of her classmates.

Lisa was beside her and still crying, fully clothed with the 30 seconds was up. She and her partner, along with 7 other couples were escorted out of the building for non-compliance. The timer started for the 10 minute stand-off. Jodi tried to look as dumpy as possible, but it’s difficult when you are that hot. The partner on her left started to get a semi. “No,” said Jodi. “Think of me like your sister or something.” With that, the guy got an instant erection, and there was an uncomfortable silence. Jodi glanced down the line and saw that others were having issues as well. Her other partner was still flaccid. Five minutes had passed. “You need to get that thing down.”

“I can’t,” he replied with a desperate voice. “Don’t just stand there! Help me!”

Jodi stood behind the guy with her tits pressed against his back and started jacking him off while whispering in his ear, “Oh yeah fuck me. I’m your sister. I’m so fucking hot for you. I’ve always wanted to fuck you.” She continued to pump his cock. “Fuck me before mom comes home and catches us. I want your cock inside me. I want you to cum inside your sister.” The guy exploded onto the floor, and his boner subsided. Jodi took a quick look at her other partner. The site of her jacking off the other guy had excited him. They were all still in danger of being kicked out with only 3 minutes left. “Not you too!” yelled Jodi. “Give it here!” She grabbed his dick.

“No, you don’t understand,” said the guy. “I’m gay. I only got hard because I saw him being jacked off. I love watching guys cum.”

Jodi was floored. “Ok close your eyes and pretend I’m a guy,” she directed. She began pumping his cock as she thought a guy might, but in the end it was no use. Time was up, and they had failed. Most of the other pledges had succeeded at their task. About half had to have assistance from the girl. The winners were congratulated, and the losers were escorted out. Jodi started to dress when the emcee grabbed her shoulder.

“Hang on a sec,” he said. “You made quite an effort having two partners, but you still didn’t succeed. Fortunately, we can offer you a second chance. There are 24 brothers living in the house right now. If you can run to every one of their rooms and have each of them take a picture of you naked on their beds with this Polaroid camera in 10 minutes, you and your partners can become Rho Iota members. You will also need to have each of them sign your body with this Sharpie.”

Jodi grabbed the camera and pen and bolted for the bedrooms. She knocked on the first door. The guy knew exactly what was going on, let her in, took the picture of her on his bed, and signed her stomach. At the second room, the guy made her pose on all fours and signed her ass. The next few guys were busy studying and just got her in and out as quickly as possible. When she reached room number 10, no one was home. She thought she was screwed until someone shouted down the hall, indicating that the guy was in the bathroom taking a shower. Jodi darted across the hall into the bathroom, ran to the only shower that was running, threw the curtain aside and said to the naked fraternity brother, “You have to come take a picture of me on your bed, right now!” He hesitated due to the shampoo in his hair and the slight embarrassment of a girl just barging in on his shower. Jodi rolled her eyes and grabbed the guy by the dick and led him back to his room. “Here,” she handed him the camera and pen and lay down on the bed. The guy took the picture. Jodi leapt to her feet and pressed his writing hand to her chest. He scribbled his name, and Jodi took off once more. The next few rooms passed without incident.

By this time word had spread down the hall and guys were getting prepared for the event. One guy prepared a blindfold and made Jodi pose on his bed as if she were bound to it. Another guy made Jodi pose making out with his girlfriend. One guy met her at the door in his boxers with a raging hard on and made a point of hitting her with it when should would pass by him in and out of the room. She knocked on door after door. Each time she was let in by a fraternity brother, and each time she posed on his bed while he took her picture. As she left each room, some signed her tits, some signed her ass. She didn’t care where really. At the final room, the brother made her prop her leg up on his desk while he signed her inner thigh near her pussy. She returned to the emcee, handed him the 24 pictures, and posed to allow him to examine the signatures. He prodded each on with his finger as he counted aloud. “…22…23…where’s 24?” he asked. Jodi propped her leg up on a chair, grabbed his hand and pressed it against the final signature. She was now in Rho Iota.

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Jodi woke up in her bed, her head reeling from the previous night’s festivities. As she wiped the sleep from her eyes, she began to get worried about what might have happened. She vaguely remembered dancing with a bunch of people, even Connor. The last song she could remember was “Yeah” and even that was fuzzy. She hoped she didn’t do anything stupid. Drinking usually made her do stupid things. She didn’t want to have to explain any stupid actions to Mark. She grasped her head with both hands as it throbbed and ached.

After a much-needed shower, Jodi got dressed in some comfortable pajamas. She dragged herself to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. The microwave clock said it was already one in the afternoon. When the coffee was finished, she filled two mugs for herself. As she sat at the table and sipped her hangover remedy, Melinda came out of her room, too perky for someone who got as drunk as she did the night before.

“Well good morning, miss thang!” said Melinda in a “shame shame I know your name” fashion. It wasn’t fair. Melinda could drink all day and not pay for it the next. “You sure seemed to be having a good time last night,” she continued.

“Yeah I can only remember dancing a little bit, but I think I had fun,” replied Jodi, honestly unaware of what had really happened.

Melinda’s mouth fell open. “You really don’t remember?” she asked, the prospect of Jodi not being aware of her wild behavior being too good to be true.

“No, why? I didn’t do something wrong did I?” begged Jodi.

“That depends on your definition of wrong,” said Melinda. Melinda explained to Jodi how she disappeared into the back alley with Connor for a few minutes before returning to the bar with dirt all over her shirt, followed shortly by Connor who had the biggest smile on his face. Later, Jodi had let quite a few people do body shots from her belly button and cleavage. She had also given Melinda a lap dance, which of course Melinda loved, except for the fact that no clothes came off, which she would have preferred. Then, in the cab ride home, Jodi told everyone how she had sucked Connor off in the alley and how his cum tasted like Diet Pepsi. She then offered to suck Dante off to see if he tasted like Diet Coke; she called it the “taste chest tallenge.” Melinda had made Dante decline the offer, which made Jodi turn her attention to the cab driver. She had offered him a blowjob in lieu of cab fare, but he declined, explaining that blowjobs wouldn’t feed his family.

Jodi sat dumbfounded. It was all coming back to her. The aftertaste of Connor’s cum was rising again in her throat. What was she going to tell Mark? She remembered when she explained the incident where Connor accidentally saw her naked. That had actually turned him on a bit, and he was ok with it. It was funny. Then there was the short, topless makeout session with Melinda. That really turned him on. In fact, she had to repeat the story over and over again nearly every time they spoke. He still didn’t know about the lapdance she gave her tutor, and now this. She had given a near stranger a blowjob, topless in the back alley of a dive bar. “Melinda,” she said, “you cannot let me drink anymore.”

“Oh don’t be silly. Besides, tonight we’re smoking weed,” replied Melinda without a care in the world.

Weed? Melinda said the magic word. For a moment, Jodi forgot all about Mark and started instead thinking about smoking magical wonderful weed. It had been a while since she last toked up. The last time had been many months ago with Mark—“Aw damn, Mark!” she thought, falling back to reality. “I have to call Mark and explain everything,” she said, panicked.

“What? No way!” said Melinda. “You were just having a good time. Besides, you’re in different zip codes. He has no control over you all the way out here.” Melinda had an evil talent for rationalizing things. A few more semi-logical points later, and Jodi was all but convinced that Mark was the one that should be explaining things, not her. Nothing and no one should stop her from having her smokey smokey.

Later that evening, Jodi, Melinda, and Carmen headed over to Dante’s apartment. Lisa wasn’t allowed to come since she said she wouldn’t smoke. Jodi wore a black, rhinestone-lined bra that only cupped the bottoms of her breasts, allowing her nipples to be free, her tiniest black g-string, some jeans, and a red scoop neck sweater that buttoned down the front. In the car Melinda unbuttoned a few more buttons for Jodi, just enough that the perfect angle would allow anyone interested to see nipple, but not enough that she just looked like her boobs were hanging out. They walked up to Dante’s apartment and knocked on the door. It opened.

“Hey, everybody!” said Dante warmly. “Come on in. We were just about to start the party.” The girls entered. Jodi looked around. It was a nice apartment. Along with Dante, there was Connor and an Indian guy named Rakesh. Jodi knew him from class. The crowd gathered in the living room while Dante prepared the gravity bong. Somehow, it was agreed that Jodi would have the first hit. She lit the weed and sucked the smoke down like a pro. She held her breath nice and long before expelling a huge cloud of smoke. This was good shit. She could tell already.

The bong made a trip around the circle and was already in need of a refill. Dante performed the honors before handing the apparatus to Jodi for round two. Once again, she took a huge hit. This happened a few more times before Jodi decided she was beyond high. She relaxed deep in the couch with her eyes closed. “I can feel my clothes,” she said. She was enjoying this immensely.

Melinda leaned over and spoke softly in Jodi’s ear. “Can I feel your clothes?” she asked.

Jodi grinned a bit. “Sure,” she said. Jodi accommodated Melinda’s wish by putting her arms up behind her head to give her free access. Melinda began stroking Jodi’s sweater at her stomach. The group was becoming enthralled.

“Not fair,” interrupted Carmen, “I want to feel too.” Carmen then began stroking Jodi’s left leg. Jodi was sandwiched between her two roommates on Dante’s couch. Both girls leaned in and began nibbling on Jodi’s ears. Carmen’s hand wandered into Jodi’s crotch while Melinda’s hand found its way onto Jodi’s right breast. Jodi spread her legs a bit wider instinctively, tilting her head back just a little, eyes still closed. Carmen stopped the action by saying, “Wait! I have a great idea. Let’s play ‘Truth or Dare.’”

“Who goes first?” asked Melinda, stopping her molestation of Jodi’s hot body.

“I say we should go in the order we took a hit. So, Jodi, truth or dare?” asked Carmen.

“Hmm,” Jodi thought. “Dare.”

“Great,” bubbled Carmen. “I dare you to put Rakesh’s face in your boobs.” In no time, Rakesh was at Jodi’s feet. Jodi leaned forward and shoved Rakesh’s head deep into her chest, gave a decent wiggle, and returned to her relaxed position. Cheers came from the crowd. They went around, doing fairly lame dares like this. Carmen had to kiss Melinda. Connor had to do seven shots of Jack Daniels in a row. Rakesh had to tell the truth about the age he lost his virginity. Dante had to lick the sole of Carmen’s foot. Melinda had to grind her booty into Connor’s lap. “Let’s take it up a notch,” demanded Carmen. “Jodi, truth or dare?”

“Dare, of course,” said Jodi.

“I dare you to stand in the middle of the room while the boys undress you,” said Carmen seductively, “with their mouths.”

Jodi wasn’t sure about the logistics, but she figured she’d play along. She stood up in the middle of the room. The guys pounced on her like tigers. Dante began by unbuttoning the rest of Jodi’s sweater with his teeth. He then moved down to attempt the same on her jeans. Meanwhile, Rakesh and Connor pulled the sweater open on each side, revealing her jeweled bra and perky nipples. They were stunned at first but then continued their task, diligently pulling the sweater off her arms and dropping it to the floor. Connor could not get the button with his teeth, so Carmen walked over behind Jodi, reached around her while breathing hot air on her neck, unbuttoned the jeans, and returned to her seat. Dante had no difficulty with the zipper. It took all three guys to pull Jodi’s tight jeans down. She obligingly stepped out of them when they were at the floor. Jodi stood in her tiny black g-string and open-front bra before a room full of people. Rakesh began working on the bra clasp while Dante went for the prize. While Rakesh struggled, Dante merely took his time inching Jodi’s panties down, taking in the revealing site as much as he could and as close as he could. Rakesh finally unhooked the bra, allowing Connor to remove it from the front. Her panties hit the floor. She was naked. Jodi did one complete spin and returned to her seat.

“Next,” she said, as calm as could be. “Carmen,” she said. “I dare you to eat my pussy and make me cum.”

Although Carmen hadn’t been given the option for a truth, she didn’t seem to care. She swiftly knelt in front of Jodi, spread her legs wide, and planted her face in her moistening cunt. Carmen licked Jodi’s slit slowly from bottom to top a few times. She then began to nibble around the clit. Jodi began to moan. She opened her eyes a little. The guys had come a lot closer to the duo to get a good look at the action. Carmen flicked, licked, and nibbled some more. She then put a couple of fingers inside Jodi’s pussy. She finger-fucked the hell out of her cunt while she thrashed her clit. Jodi whimpered. “I’m cumming,” she said. “Oh fuck yeah…fuck…keep going!” Carmen wasn’t about to stop. Jodi came with a vengeance. Her hips rocked back and forth as she pressed Carmen’s face against her pussy. She groaned quite loudly as her orgasm shot in wave after wave up and down her entire body. She came for nearly an entire minute. She loved cumming when she was high. She whimpered again as she settled down. Carmen stood up, licked her lips, and retook her seat beside Jodi on the couch. The crowd was pleased.

Jodi crawled down onto the floor. From a kneeling position she lowered one shoulder to the ground so that her tits were visible to the guys above her while keeping her ass in the air. “I dare you guys to jack off on me,” she said. “Aim for your favorite part.” The fury of zippers dropping was deafening. Out came three cocks of various shapes, sizes, and colors. The trio began pumping their dicks while staring at Jodi’s naked body. Rakesh stood over her ass. Connor was at her tits. Dante kneeled at her face. Jodi fingered herself while they masturbated. Rakesh came first, exploding all over Jodi’s ass, some dripping down the crack and resting on her asshole. She then rolled completely over to her back so Dante and Connor could have an easier shot. Dante moved between Jodi’s legs, changing his target to the area between Jodi’s naval and pussy. The two guys jacked furiously. Jodi had another orgasm and licked her fingers. This sent Dante over the edge, causing him to squirt his sticky load all over Jodi’s stomach, dangerously close to her vagina. This in turn caused Connor to cum, blasting Jodi’s tits. Jodi now had three separate loads of cum on her tits, stomach, and ass. She loved being high. “Melinda, I dare you to lick this cum off me. Every drop,” demanded Jodi. Melinda started with Jodi’s stomach, licking all of Dante’s cum off, but instead of swallowing it, she forced Jodi’s mouth open and spit. Jodi swallowed the load. Next came Jodi’s tits. Once again, Melinda did a fine job of wiping her clean, disposing of the semen in Jodi’s mouth. Jodi got on all fours. Melinda licked her ass from bottom to top, making sure to get every bit of cum she could find. She swallowed this load herself. Dante handed Jodi a kitchen towel to clean up. She got dressed, and the girls drove home.

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Weeks passed and Jodi fell into the study groove. Her classes had a lot of material, much of which she had never been exposed to before, so she worked hard to keep the pace. Sometimes she felt like it just wasn’t enough though. The professors recommended getting a personal tutor. They had a list of higher level students who were approved tutors, but when Jodi got around to trying to contact one, most were already busy with other students and their own study schedules. There was one in particular that she had heard was the best at Gross Anatomy, a class she was struggling in. His name was Donald Friedman, a nerd if ever there was one. When she called Donald, he insisted that he was not available. Jodi had offered him a little more money to supplement his fee, but Donald said he had already made his commitments. As they spoke, Donald was pulling up the first-year roster to find Jodi’s picture. When he saw it, his eyes exploded from his head. She was hot.

“You know,” he began, “I might be able to bump this one guy who just isn’t giving it his all, but I would want more than you’re offering to do so.”

“I can’t afford much more,” responded Jodi sadly. “I’m stretching my student loan as far as possible as it is.”

“Well, that’s all fine and good,” said Donald. “Is there anything else you can offer?”

Jodi wasn’t sure what he meant. “I…I can do your laundry for you or someth–”

“No no,” interrupted Donald. “What if we agree upon the type of payment before each session? Nothing monetary. Let’s call them ‘favors.’”

“Favors?” Jodi was getting nervous.

“Sexual favors,” said Donald in a sly-as-he-can-be voice. “Each time we meet, we will agree on a sexual favor for you to perform for me. You will then have an hour with me. I will then have my favor from you.”

Jodi was astounded that he would even propose such a thing. “Who do you think you are? What kind of girl do think I am?”

“I am the best Gross Anatomy tutor on campus, and you are the type of girl who needs help at any cost lest she fail Gross and have to take it again in the summer somewhere else,” explained Donald.

Jodi was cornered. She knew he was right. She swallowed hard. “When can we meet?”

“I’m free right now in fact. Meet me in study room 15 in the Student Academic Building. I have it reserved,” directed Donald.

As Jodi ended the call, she still wondered if this was worth it. She walked to the SAB wondering what Donald would have her do. She really needed to pass Gross. She entered study room 15 to find Donald sitting at the table with books neatly organized in a fashion that was obviously logical to him. “Please, come in and close the door,” he said. Jodi did so. Donald was probably more nervous than Jodi. “So,” he stammered nervously, “about our payment arrangement. I’m thinking to begin, I’ll just have you jack me off into your mouth.”

“What!” exclaimed Jodi. “To begin with? I’m sorry, that’s going a little far for one study session that I don’t even know is going to help me yet.”

“Yes, yes, you’re right. Of course. You’re right,” responded Donald quickly and apologetically. “How about you give me a lap dance then?”

Jodi thought a second. “I guess that would be ok,” she replied hesitantly.

“Naked of course,” added Donald.

“Wait, I didn’t agree to that!” retorted Jodi.

“Fine, topless! But if you really learn something from my tutoring, you have to take off your pants too,” said Donald.

Jodi considered this. She thought back to her first night in town and how 4 different people saw her naked breasts as well as almost an entire dance floor of party-goers. Having one more guy see them didn’t seem dangerous. There was no way she’d have to take off her pants anyway. She would just tell him the lesson wasn’t that great. “Deal,” she said.

“Excellent! Let’s begin,” said Donald.

Donald took Jodi through the ins and outs of Gross Anatomy in a way that was very easy to comprehend. By the middle of it, she started to worry that he was teaching her quite a bit and may very well be worth losing her pants over. The hour passed, and Jodi knew she was well on her way to passing Gross with flying colors.

Donald pulled his chair away from the table. “Pay up,” he demanded. Jodi took a deep breath. She stood up and approached Donald. She was dressed conservatively with an oversized Redskins sweatshirt and jeans. “First, take off that sweatshirt,” said Donald. She did so. “Now start dancing and taking the rest off.” Jodi started to sway back and forth rubbing her hands over her own body, arching her back so that her breasts looked like they were about to explode through her white t-shirt. She straddled Donald’s lap. She thrust her hips back and forth as she pulled her shirt over her head. Donald stared in amazement at Jodi’s breasts bulging over the top of her white bra. She moved to straddle just his left leg and began to slide up and down, grinding her crotch into him. With her thigh she felt which leg his erection was snaking down and targeted that spot. As she gyrated on his dick, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. It fell loosely off her shoulders a bit. She placed one arm across her breasts to hide her nipples as she threw the bra around the back of Donald’s head. Donald reached up to move her arm. Jodi slapped it away. She stood up and turned away from him. Being the honest girl she was, she decided to pay him the bonus price. She cocked her hips to the side and unbuttoned her button-fly jeans slowly and seductively. She pulled them down slowly, little by little revealing her sexy white thong. She threw the pants to the side and sat down on Donald’s lap still facing away from him. She ground against his crotch. Donald’s eyes were fixated on Jodi’s hot ass, pulsing back and forth in front of him. He grabbed it with both hands. Jodi allowed it. She then stood up, turned to face him, and threw her right knee up onto his left shoulder so that her leg dangled behind the chair and her pussy was right in his face. She still covered her breasts with one arm. She teased him by rubbing her pussy with her free hand for a moment, even starting to lower the front of her thong so that he could see how shaved she was but not allowing him to see the whole package. She straddled him once more and revealed her breasts. She dry-fucked him as she arched her back and thrust her tits toward his face. Donald came in his pants. Jodi had an orgasm herself as he did. She slowed her gyration as she ran her hands through her own hair in ecstasy, cocking her head back with her eyes closed, moaning audibly. When it was over, she stood up, dressed, grabbed her books, and left.

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