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Melinda became a regular around the condo. She practically moved in. Between work and taking care of Mark, Jodi really needed the extra pair of hands. Mark’s demeanor had also dwindled to subsistence. The girls tried to cheer him up and keep him entertained with the occasional girl-on-girl tease, but it seemed Mark had lost interest in sex altogether.

“I need some cock,” said Jodi to Mark, quite matter-of-factly. She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning in toward Mark’s face. He had not had much desire to leave the bed in a while. “It’s been weeks. I love Melinda to death, but there’s only so much she can do for me.” Mark just stared at her blankly.

Jodi was getting frustrated with Mark. It was like he did not even want to try to recover. She knew it must be difficult, but it was also difficult on her. She thought through all the guys she knew that she could call right now to get a quick fuck. Hell, she could probably just go down to the lobby and find a guy there. Dr. McKay had been on vacation for a while and wouldn’t be back for another week, so she wasn’t even getting any at work lately. Jodi laughed at the thought. The average person never has a chance to complain about not getting laid regularly at work, and here she was about to die from the lack of attention from both home and work.

Jodi stood up abruptly. She removed her pants and panties and slipped on her shortest black mini skirt. “Do you see what I’m doing, Mark?” she asked. She took off her t-shirt and bra and donned a sequined tube top. “I’m getting dressed like a whore. Do you know why?” she asked again. No response. “Because I am going out to get cock. That’s it, Mark. That’s what I am doing. That is my goal tonight. I am dressing to get cock.” Mark just looked at her for a moment before lowering his eyes. Jodi threw her hands up and left the room.

After fixing her hair and makeup, Jodi grabbed her purse and best pair of fuck-me heels and headed out the front door. She left Melinda to take care of Mark. Jodi was on a quest to get a hard cock inside her. She would not be denied. As she waited for the elevator, she heard a voice from behind her in the hall. “Well don’t you look like a little slut?”

Jodi turned to see who had said that. A tall black man was walking toward her. “Argo??” she bellowed in surprise.

“Holy shit, the slutty white bitch remembers my name,” said Argo grabbing Jodi’s arm and pulling her close.

“How do you know where I live? And how did you get in here??” asked Jodi.

Argo tugged on her arm as he spoke. “You gave me your damn change of address card when you and your boyfriend decided to play games with me, remember? Or do you fuck around so much that you don’t remember stripping naked in my mail room?” asked Argo.

“I,” began Jodi. “I remember. Of course I remember, but…”

“As for how I got in, I just told the old guy in the lobby that I was here to check on Mark,” explained Argo. “You see, I’ve been watching you for a while, waiting for the perfect moment to get what I deserve. You know what that is?” he asked.

The elevator dinged. The doors opened, and out came Dr. Griffin and his decrepit wife. Argo and Jodi pretended to act normal, entering the elevator as the old couple exited. Dr. Griffin’s eyes were wide at the site of Jodi in her score-some-cock outfit. Once the doors shut, Argo reached out to grab Jodi again.

“Wait,” said Jodi. “You want to fuck me, right?”

“Shit, fucking slut has a brain,” said Argo.

“Oh, you can fuck me,” said Jodi. “I want to get fucked. I want to get fucked so bad that I am about to explode.”

“Fuck that,” said Argo. “I’m in control. You’re gonna do it like I want.”

“You wanna fuck me hard, right? Like I don’t want it. You want me to fight, right?” asked Jodi, already knowing the answer.

“Damn straight,” said Argo.

“Then let’s go back up to the condo,” began Jodi. “I want you to do that to me, but I want Mark to see. I’ll go back in like I forgot something, and I’ll leave the door unlocked. You come in behind me. When I come back out of the bedroom, that’s when I want you to jump me. Mark will watch helplessly. You’ll be in control. You’ll make the rules in his house like he made the rules in your mail room.”

The elevator doors opened on the bottom floor. Argo pressed the 12 button to return to the condo.

Jodi walked in the condo. Argo waited a few seconds before slinking in behind her. He knew exactly where the master bedroom was because he had been observing the place for weeks from the building across the street. The large floor to ceiling windows made it easy to see almost everything that went on in the condo. Argo could see Jodi talking to someone in the bedroom. He heard Melinda’s voice respond. He crept closer to the bedroom door. Jodi turned to leave.

On cue, Argo lunged onto Jodi, clasping his hand over her mouth and wrapping his arm around her waist, forcing back into the bedroom. Melinda sat up in surprise on the edge of the bed beside Mark. “Sit the fuck down,” said Argo to Melinda. Melinda lowered herself back onto the bed. “You remember me, mother fucker?” asked Argo of Mark. Mark stared silently back at him. “That’s right. I know you do. Fucking comatose mother fucker! Well I’m here to take what you wouldn’t let me have!” Argo turned his attention to Jodi. “You gonna scream, bitch? If I take my hand off, are you gonna scream?” Jodi shook her head. “Coz if you scream, I may have to hurt your man there,” he explained. Jodi continued to shake her head. Argo removed his hand from her mouth and lowered it to her tits. He now had her around the waist and chest, manhandling her breasts while he cursed at Mark. “You see this shit? I’m touching her. What the fuck are you gonna do about it?” Argo moved his right hand from around Jodi’s waist down to her crotch. He grabbed forcefully under her skirt. “Oh, shit! No panties!” He continued to rub her tits and pussy. “Imagine that! This slut don’t wear panties!” Argo jerked Jodi’s tube top down, her tits bouncing forth from their confines. “Goddamn look at those tits!” he exclaimed. He cupped both boobs and pinched Jodi’s nipples. He returned one hand to her pussy. “She’s wet, man! Your bitch is liking this shit!” He shoved two fingers inside her. Jodi went weak in the knees. Argo held her up by supporting her under her boob. After plunging his fingers in and out of her for a few moments, he moved his hand to Jodi’s mouth. “Lick that shit off my fingers,” he demanded. Jodi opened her mouth and sucked her own juices off Argo’s thick fingers. Argo then release his grip and shoved Jodi to the foot of the bed. She landed on the palms of her hands, her tits hanging beneath her, standing weakly. Argo removed his belt. He pulled Jodi’s mini skirt above her waist, exposing her ass and pussy to him. Argo delivered a few quick lashes to Jodi’s ass with his belt, just enough to make her whimper. Jodi looked at Mark, thankful for Argo’s spanking because it brought tears to her eyes. Argo pulled his pants and boxers down, unleashing his massive black cock. He stepped toward Jodi and positioned the head of his dick against her pussy. “Get ready to get split open, bitch” said Argo. With that he plunged his cock into Jodi’s cunt. Jodi threw her head back from the combination of pain and pleasure. She had had black cock before, and she had had large white cock as well, so she was no stranger to this size. However, the two people she was getting fucked in front of had never been witness to any of those prior incidents. Argo pounded Jodi from behind. Her tits bounced in waves. “Yeah bitch, you’re my bitch now,” said Argo as he rammed her repeatedly. Argo’s balls slapped against Jodi’s skin with every pitch. Jodi grunted with every catch. Argo placed another smack of his belt against Jodi’s ass occasionally, making sure she knew that even if she was letting him do this, he was still going to do it his way. He was in control.

Melinda sat aghast close to Mark as she watched this strange black man fuck Jodi. She vaguely remembered him from the mailroom at the dorm. In her mind he was raping her. She watched for a reaction from Mark but found none. She didn’t know what to do. She was helpless.

After a few minutes, Argo removed his dick from Jodi’s wet cunt and moved to the side of the bed. He pushed Jodi completely up onto the bed and turned her horizontal so that her face was at his dick. “Clean it off!” he demanded. With one hand behind Jodi’s head, he forced her face down onto his cock. Jodi bobbed up and down on the cock, occasionally licking it from balls to head on all sides. It was so big she couldn’t really deep throat it. Argo turned Jodi back around and brought her ass down to his dick. He spat on her asshole before shoving his cock inside. Jodi went limp from the penetration. Argo had to move slowly at first until Jodi’s sphincter loosened. Then he started a faster pace. Unable to get the depth he preferred, he soon removed his dick from her ass and shoved it back in her cunt. Jodi’s asshole slowly closed while Argo once again fucked her pussy. Argo flipped Jodi over so that she was on her back. He put her legs over his shoulder as he climbed onto the bed. He hammered Jodi’s pussy relentlessly in front of Mark. This was one of Jodi’s favorite positions. It was so easy for her to cum like this. And she did. She came noticeably. Mark and Melinda watched as Jodi pinched her own nipples and threw her head back in pleasure, moaning aloud, her body shaking. “You see that, crip? I made your bitch cum!” said Argo. After Jodi’s orgasm subsided, Argo pulled out and began positioning her doggy style over Mark. Jodi’s face was now inches from Mark’s, her hands and knees on either side of his body, her tits hanging over him. Argo crawled up behind her and stood in a squat, pushing his dick inside her pussy once again. He pulled Jodi’s hair back as he thrust forward, long slow thrusts. He grunted with each one. Jodi had a moan that echoed each grunt. Argo then changed his pace to a rapid fire succession of blows, in and out, in and out, in and out, over and over again. Jodi came again. She let loose sounds that were inhuman. She combined cries with whimpers with moans and groans as Argo sent waves of pleasure through her body. “I’m cumming, bitch!” said Argo. He pumped faster and faster until he exploded inside her cunt. He penetrated her as deeply as possibly, slowing to deliberate thrusts once more, hoping to eke out every ounce of pleasure from her warm pussy. One, two, three more spurts of semen shot inside her. Jodi’s tits jiggled with each delivery. After the final injection, Argo withdrew his dick from deep inside Jodi. Semen dripped out of her cunt onto the bedspread. Both Argo and Jodi were sweating heavily.

Argo climbed off the bed and began dressing himself. “Y’all can’t tell no one about this shit!” he demanded.

Jodi , still looking at Mark, responded. “We won’t,” she said. “We deserved this. I deserved this.”

“Damn straight you did, bitch,” mumbled Argo as he fastened his belt.

Jodi collapsed on top of Mark, her pussy still dripping with cum. “Get out of here!” she yelled at Argo. “Get the fuck out! You got what you wanted, now get out!”

Argo ran out of the condo, satisfied at the events that unfolded.

“Are you ok?” asked Melinda. “I’ll call 911.”

“No!” said Jodi. “I said it was fine. I don’t want to press charges.” She winked at Melinda where Mark could not see. Melinda was a bit shocked. She wasn’t sure what that meant, but she had a guess. Jodi buried her head in Mark’s chest. Moments later, she felt someone caressing her hair. Jodi looked up to find that Mark was actually comforting her.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

Jodi was excited to hear Mark say something finally. “I’m ok,” she said with a sniffle. Then she felt Mark’s erect dick poking her in the stomach. She pulled the covers back in disbelief, but it certainly was true. She looked back up at Mark. “It’s alive!” she shouted. Mark smiled.

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It was the first day of Jodi’s internship with Dr. McKay. She scrambled to apply her lipstick at the stoplight, already dangerously close to arriving late. Dressed in a knee-length black skirt, a shimmering cream button-up blouse, and her standard issue student white coat, Jodi felt the most professional she had all year. She wanted to make a good first impression on the staff. The light turned green, and she slammed on the accelerator with her black high-heeled shoe.

Jodi parked her car in the employee lot, made sure her parking pass was in plain view, took one last glance at herself in the mirror, then bolted for the entrance. The clacking of her shoes on the hard hospital floor echoed down the hall as she made her way toward the elevator. Jodi hastened her speed as she saw the doors begin to close.

“Can you hold that please?” she shouted. An arm grew out of the elevator and caught the door. A smiling face followed shortly thereafter, leaning out to welcome the obviously late newbie. Jodi bounced in quickly.

“Late?” asked the man in the elevator.

“Not yet,” said Jodi with a nervous laugh. “I still have a few minutes.”

The man never seemed to stop smiling. He was dressed in light blue scrubs and had a dark complexion that screamed “I like to self-tan.” He was good looking too, but Jodi only took the briefest of moments to notice, a bit too hyper-focused on getting to her destination on time. The elevator stopped one floor short.

“Have a good one,” said the man as he stepped off the elevator. Jodi read the sign in the hall: Floor 7: Obstetrics and Gynecology. Jodi repeatedly pressed the “door close” button until finally the doors did indeed close.

Jodi exploded from the elevator, taking a moment to glance at the directory to find Dr. McKay’s office. It was, of course, at the end other end of the hall. Jodi trotted, jiggled, and clacked her way down the hall, dodging carts and beds and chairs and…what was that…looked like a midget. She passed quite a number of patient rooms and labs. Who knew the urology department was so large?

Dr. McKay’s door was open. Jodi took a moment to collect herself, patting her coat, blouse, and skirt to make sure everything was in its proper place and presentable. She took a deep breath and stepped in. Dr. McKay wasn’t there. She took a seat in the chair by the door. Moments later, she heard whistling coming from the hall behind her. The whistling grew louder and louder. It also grew more and more annoying as she could not even make out the tune. Finally, Dr. McKay entered his office, walking right past Jodi and taking a seat at his desk, completely engrossed in his morning paper. Jodi waved her hand ever so slightly. Dr. McKay did a double take when he noticed her out of the corner of his eye.

“Oh! Jodi!” he exclaimed. “Good, you’re here!”

“Yes sir,” she responded with a smile. “Ready to work!” She thought momentarily about how her first meeting with this man was with a room full of dicks inside her, and their first parting was after he left two loads of spunk in her vagina, but she quickly suppressed that thought, not wanting to be distracted from the day ahead.

“First things first,” began Dr. McKay, tossing his paper onto the desk. “Come sit on my face.” Jodi’s eyes widened with surprise. “I’m just kidding ya!” said Dr. McKay with a laugh. Jodi relaxed with a slight shake of her head. “Pull down your panties and hike up your skirt,” said Dr. McKay. Jodi cocked her head to the side trying to figure out if the man was joking or not. “Seriously,” he said. “You can close the door if you’d like.” Jodi closed the office door. “I like to start my day with nice fuck, don’t you?” he asked. Jodi didn’t respond. Dr. McKay didn’t care. “Come on. Pull down the panties. Hike up the skirt.” Jodi reached under skirt and shuffled out of her lacey white thong. It fell in a tiny bundle around her sexy black heels. She stepped out of them and began pulling her skirt up, exposing the tops of her thigh-high panty hose. It was a tight-fitting skirt, so she basically had to pull the waistline up to her tits. “Hand me those,” said Dr. McKay pointing toward the panties on the floor. Jodi retrieved them from the floor and handed them over. “You are absolutely never to wear these when you work for me, understand?” he asked. Jodi nodded silently, still holding her skirt up. Dr. McKay remained seated for a moment, eyeing Jodi up and down. Her pussy was so clean-shaven. “I can think of a thousand things I’d like to do to you,” he said, biting his lower lip and shaking his head incredulously from side to side. He threw her panties in his desk drawer and shuffled out of his pants. “Come around here,” he said, beckoning her with his hand to his side of the desk. He slid to the edge of his chair and motioned for Jodi to climb on. Jodi straddled Dr. McKay’s lap and lowered her pussy onto his large cock. He held it still for her as she eased it in, allowing her own juices to start flowing in order to lubricate the entry. He unbuttoned Jodi’s blouse a couple of buttons, just enough to spread her shirt and see her nipples through her lacy see-through white bra. Jodi began moving up and down his shaft as his hands explored her body, poking here, pinching there, squeezing, caressing, and teasing. Jodi didn’t know what it was, but something about the way he touched her made her so willing to do whatever he wanted. She felt so good. He knew all the right spots, spots she didn’t even know about herself.

The door flew open. A blonde nurse popped in. “Doctor, you have a—“

“Yes, Helen?” interrupted Dr. McKay. Jodi tried to cover herself or hide or disappear, totally humiliated by being caught speared by the boss’s cock in his office.

Helen covered her mouth when she saw what was going on. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were busy,” said Helen.

“It’s ok,” said Dr. McKay. “Just remember to knock next time. Now, what is it?” Jodi was dumbstruck. Was this a regularly occurring thing? “Jodi, no one told you to stop,” he said. Jodi reluctantly continued riding the doctor’s shaft.

“I was just going to let you know that your previously cancelled slot at 11:30 has been filled by another patient,” continued Helen.

“Thank you so much,” said Dr. McKay. Helen took a quick look up and down Jodi’s body before leaving and closing the door behind her. “I prefer to have my entire day full of appointments. Gaps make us lazy,” explained Dr. McKay. He leaned toward Jodi, grabbed her right tit in his left hand and reached around her back, grabbing her opposite shoulder with his right. He pulled her down hard onto his cock, causing Jodi to cum while he came inside her. Jodi went limp, collapsing over his shoulder, whimpering from the intense pleasure. Dr. McKay patted her on the back while she regained her composure. Their juices dripped out of Jodi’s cunt onto the office floor. He waited a minute before helping lift her off his softening cock. Jodi hated to feel it leave. She fell to her knees as Dr. McKay stood up. “Clean that off for me,” he said. Jodi took his soft cock into her mouth and lapped up the mess the two lovers had made. She made sure to lick around the base of his cock and all over his balls. After swallowing her prize she slowly made her way to her feet. “Great, straighten yourself up, and we’ll start seeing patients,” said Dr. McKay, already fastening his belt. Jodi buttoned her blouse and straightened her skirt. “Excellent. You look great. Follow me.”

Jodi followed Dr. McKay out of the office, cum still dripping down her leg. She tried to rub her thighs together as she walked in order to stop the flow. It was a sticky mess. Nurse Helen was waiting with a chart and directed them to one of the examination rooms. A mid-thirties average looking guy sat alone on the edge of the bed. “What’s the trouble here?” asked Dr. McKay.

“Who’s she?” asked the man, pointing at Jodi with his head.

“This is Jodi. She’s a med student. She’ll be shadowing me this summer,” explained Dr. McKay. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“I guess not,” said the patient, not really having been given an option.

“So what’s the trouble today, Vic?” asked the doctor.

“I can’t…ya know…I’m having trouble,” stammered Vic.

“Getting it up?” asked Dr. McKay.

“Yeah basically,” said Vic. He was obviously nervous that Jodi was in the room.

“Viagra, my friend,” said the doctor. “It cures all ills. I’ll run grab my prescription pad. Meanwhile, Jodi, will you please give Vic here a quick routine physical exam just so we’ll have covered all our bases? You know how to do one, right?”

“Sure,” said Jodi, not wanting Vic to know she had only read how to do one and had never actually performed one. It was important to keep the patient feeling assured. Dr. McKay left the room. “Ok, stand up and drop yer drawers,” instructed Jodi humorously. As Vic worked his pants down to his ankles, Jodi pulled up the wheelie stool and had a seat, head level with his crotch. Her skirt rode up just a bit, showing off the tops of her thigh-highs. She donned some latex gloves and leaned in for the exam. Vic tried to stare at the ceiling but couldn’t help but look down at her. Jodi grabbed his flaccid penis and lifted it to the side while she groped his balls. He could see straight down her blouse. She was close enough that he could feel her warm breath tickling his nuts. She shuffled on the seat. Her skirt rode up more. Jodi was so engulfed in her first medical exam that she was oblivious to the torment she was causing poor Vic.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” said Vic, swallowing hard.

Jodi was shaken from her fixation. She looked up at him with his dick in her hand. “What about your wife?” she asked nodding toward the wedding band on his ring finger.

“Oh I love her,” said Vic. “But she doesn’t look nearly as good as you.”

“That’s really sweet,” said Jodi, releasing her grip of Vic’s penis and cupping his balls. “Turn your head and cough,” she instructed. Vic complied.

“If I had a woman like you, I wouldn’t need Viagra,” said Vic, apparently having no shame whatsoever by this point.

Jodi stood up. “Lay down,” she said. Vic climbed on the examination table and lay down on his back. Jodi began pressing his midsection just above his crotch to check for any signs of a hernia. She looked him in the eye as she probed. “If that were true,” she began, “why on Earth isn’t that thing hard yet? My boyfriend can hardly stand it when I do this kind of thing to him.”

“I guess I need more stimulation,” said Vic. “I just know I’d be cured if you’d unbutton that blouse a little more.”

Jodi squinted in disbelief. She paused her probing. “Ok,” she said. Jodi unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her blouse. “Still soft,” she pointed out.

“Couple more I guess,” suggested Vic. Jodi unbuttoned her blouse all the way to where it tucked into her skirt. “Could you pull it open too?” asked Vic so pathetically she had a really hard time resisting. Jodi pulled her blouse open. Vic saw her nipples through her lacey see-through bra. He sighed.

“Still soft,” said Jodi, squeezing his dick with her hand as an illustration of her point. She left her hand resting there. “What in the world will it take?”

“What if,” began Vic. “What if you tried to stick it inside you?”

“You don’t want to do that,” said Jodi.

“Oh I think I do,” said Vic.

“No,” began Jodi. “You don’t want to because I just fucked the doctor in his office, and I am still dripping with his cum.” Vic’s dick grew semi-hard in Jodi’s hand. So as not to let him lose the momentum, she quickly engulfed his growing cock in her mouth and tongued it vigorously. The sensation on his nearly soft cock was intense. To Jodi’s surprise, he was cumming just as he finally got hard. She had not intended to take a shot in the mouth from this guy, merely stimulate him to erection, but there it was, coating her throat. From her experience she knew that getting off a cock before the final spurt was murder to a man’s orgasm, so she obliged Vic the hospitalities of her mouth until his last shot. What didn’t go down her throat, Jodi spat in the sink. She turned to find Vic sitting up with quite the hard-on. “Looks like that’s not going anywhere just yet,” she said.

“No, ma’am,” said Vic, grinning from ear to ear. Dr. McKay entered the room. “Look, doc, she cured me!” exclaimed Vic pointing at his raging, post-ejaculatory hard-on. Dr. McKay looked at Vic’s dick, then at Jodi, then at Jodi’s open blouse. He raised an eyebrow at her. Jodi looked down and quickly began buttoning up.

“I guess she has the healing touch,” said Dr. McKay.

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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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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 to see if Jodi was coming back yet. She wasn’t. He ran to the computer and downloaded some free software for streaming webcam feeds. He set it up so the webcam would publish to his own personal server that he kept in his apartment. He was a geek to be sure, so this took no time at all for him. He cleaned up his tracks just in time as he heard Jodi entering the suite. He turned off the monitor and jumped back on the bed where she had left him sitting. Jodi was none the wiser.

As Jodi dropped her laundry basket, she asked, “So what did you have in mind?”

Donald was still reeling from his exciting jaunt about Jodi’s room unchaperoned, so he stumbled a bit as he tried to speak. Finally the words came out, “I want to watch you take a shower and shave yourself.”

Jodi saw no harm in this. At least she didn’t have to touch him again. “What, no bonus fee?” she joked.

“Well, ok, sure. My bonus fee this time will be that you have to sit on my face,” added Donald.

Jodi nearly slapped herself on the head as she realized how her little joke had backfired. “Fine, whatever,” she said.

Donald was an excellent tutor. His help had brought Jodi’s exam score up at least 10 points from where she had expected to be last time. This session, she knew, would be no exception. By the end, she wondered if she’d even need him again. “Dammit,” she thought. “He’s too good!”

The hour ended. “Pay up,” said Donald, crossing his arms and looking down through his glasses at Jodi.

Jodi exhaled deeply. “Follow me,” she said with no excitement in her voice.

Donald followed Jodi to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Jodi started the shower and began to undress. She unbuttoned her white shirt to reveal her full-coverage white bra, not one of Donald’s favorites now that he had seen her underwear drawer. She pulled the shirt off her back and tossed it on Donald’s lap. He was sitting on the toilet, something he found a bit awkward even though the lid was closed, but it was the only seat in the house, so it would have to suffice. Jodi then unbuttoned her button-fly jeans and slid them down her legs to the floor. Donald shifted nervously in his seat as Jodi’s cleavage hung right in front of him. She was wearing a white lacey thong. Donald was satisfied with this. Jodi felt the water to make sure it was getting warm. It was. She then proceeded to reach behind her back and unclasp her bra. This was something familiar to Donald, something he remembered loving from their last encounter. In a similar fashion as before, Jodi’s breasts expanded as the bra popped off. She pulled her arms out of it and tossed it at Donald’s face. He didn’t flinch as it fell to his lap. Jodi finished off the tease by pulling her panties to the floor. Once again, Donald was mesmerized by Jodi’s large hanging breasts.

Jodi stepped into the shower. She didn’t really want to get her hair wet, but she figured she had no other option. She soaked her body before grabbing her shaving gel. She lathered up her legs and pussy but could not find a razor. “Oh shit,” she said. “I need a razor from my room. Can you grab me one? They’re in a bag on my dresser.”

“I’m sorry no. You should have thought of that beforehand. You go get one,” directed Donald.

Jodi sighed and walked deliberately out of the bathroom to her bedroom, soaking wet, her legs and pussy still covered with foam. In the common room, Aaron and Adam stared in amazement undetected. They had come over to pick up Melinda and Lisa and were waiting for the girls to get ready. Jodi returned to the bathroom, still not noticing the two guys outside. She closed the door behind her and jumped back in the shower. As she shaved her legs, Donald grabbed his dick through his pants. His eyes followed her long, slow strokes. She had gorgeous legs. She propped one leg up on the side of the tub and started shaving her pussy. She had shaved recently, so there wasn’t much work to do, but it was just for show anyway. It wasn’t a long ordeal, but Donald was completely enthralled the entire time. Each time Jodi touched the razor to her pussy, it jiggled a little, as if begging Donald to despoil it. Jodi finished up, turned off the shower and stepped out onto the bath mat. As she towel-dried her hair, she asked, “Well? You gonna lay down so I can sit on your face or what?”

It took a second for the invitation to sink in, but shortly thereafter Donald was lying on his back on the bathmat between Jodi’s legs. Jodi brought her knees down beside Donald’s head, paused teasingly a moment, then lowered her pussy and ass onto Donald’s face. Her vagina spanned his nose and the top of his mouth, with her ass resting on his chin. Donald inhaled deeply and flicked his tongue a bit. He had never experienced anything like this. He wanted to take it all in. He nibbled and nipped at whatever he could latch onto. Jodi braced herself by resting her hands on the toilet seat so she wouldn’t crush Donald’s head. As Donald played, Jodi repositioned herself so that her clit was right at Donald’s mouth. He continued tonguing. Jodi was beginning to enjoy this. She remounted herself facing toward Donald’s feet and leaned forward. This was a much better position for her. She could really feel her pussy burning with desire now. Juices flowed down onto Donald’s face. Jodi’s body rocked with an orgasm, and, feeling gracious, she swiftly undid Donald’s pants and engulfed his cock in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as Donald lapped up her pussy juice. It took only seconds for Donald to cum in Jodi’s mouth. She continued to pump until the spurting subsided. With a mouthful of semen, Jodi got off Donald, turned around, and spit every bit into his mouth. Donald was absolutely not expecting this. He jumped up and spit his cum into the toilet. Jodi laughed maliciously. “There’s your bonus,” she said.

Donald pulled up his pants and ran out of the bathroom, past Aaron and Adam, and out the front door. Aaron and Adam looked each other in shock before turning their attention back to the bathroom. Wet, naked Jodi stared back at them as she shut door.

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Jodi was late getting ready so she drove herself to the bowling alley to meet the rest of the crew. Melinda, Dante, Connor, and Carmen she knew were coming. Carmen had mentioned she might bring others. When Jodi arrived, the parking lot was full, so she pulled into the restaurant next door, locked her car, and trotted for the entrance to the bowling alley. Her boobs jiggled beneath her shoulderless cream sweater as she did. She knew she would spend the evening constantly adjusting herself, but Mark had instructed her to dress inappropriately. She had completed her ensemble with an old pair of low-rise jeans that had holes cut right below both butt cheeks.

Melinda was waving her arm wildly from the lane at the far end of the building. Jodi returned the wave and began walking toward her friends. There were a couple of guys she didn’t recognize. Melinda promptly introduced them, “Jodi, this is Aaron and Adam,” she said, first gesturing toward the short, muscular ex-marine, then toward the average height, awkward Jewish guy. “Guys, this is Jodi.” They all shook hands and exchanged their appropriate social hellos. “We just started bowling, Jodi, but I got you some shoes, and you’re bowling in the girls’ lane. It’s girls against boys,” explained Melinda.

Jodi sat down and began removing her shoes. As she leaned over, the guys’ eyes were all on her cleavage, about to fall out of her sweater. She looked up to say something and they all turned their attention back to their game. She finished changing shoes. “You’re up,” said Carmen, just returning to her seat.

Jodi grabbed a ball from the rack and approached her starting position. She wasn’t a bowling pro by any stretch of the imagination, but she could get the ball down there and knock over plenty of pins more often than not. She leaned over and took aim. As she did, the holes in her jeans revealed themselves. The guys who were fortunate enough to be seated at the time got a nice shot of the crease of her ass. Dante missed out as he was standing beside her at his lane. Jodi crept forward and threw the ball straight down the middle. She took out 9 pins and spun around with glee. As she clapped she felt a little draft. She glanced down and saw that her right boob had popped out during the throw. She quickly scooped it back into her sweater, trying to play it off. Everyone but Dante got to see the spectacle. Adam and Aaron’s mouths hung agape. Jodi quickly threw her second ball, this time with not quite as much energy, and took out her final pin. She scurried back to her seat and said, “Spare!”

The night went on, and the crew had a lot of fun. There were no more boob incidents, but the guys got enough ass shots to consider themselves fulfilled. In the end, the guys had the better average score, winning the impromptu boys versus girls tournament.

“We win. You girls owe us!” cheered Dante.

Jodi furrowed her brow. “What does that mean?” she asked.

“We have to do something for them,” explained Melinda in defeat. “That was the bet before we started.”

“I didn’t know anything about that,” stated Jodi. “I don’t owe anyone anything.”

“Oh yes you do. You all do. You can take that up with Melinda,” assured Dante. “So, let’s all head to my place. The night is still young.”

Jodi wasn’t entirely thrilled about being held to a bet she was not party to. She’d make sure that was understood when they reached Dante’s apartment. Everyone got in their cars and drove off as Jodi walked back to her car in the restaurant parking lot. As she got closer, she got the sinking feeling her car was not where she had left it. In fact, it wasn’t anywhere to be seen. She ran inside the restaurant, which was now only filled with bar patrons, and begged to see a manager.

“It was towed,” explained the manager.

“What! Why!” shouted Jodi.

“Coz you weren’t eating here. I saw you myself. You parked and ran over to the bowling alley. Our lot is for our patrons only,” said the manager quite rudely.

A few more minutes of arguing yielded nothing but the number for the towing company. Jodi had left her purse and cell phone in her car and asked the manager if she could make a call from their line, but he would only direct her to the payphone outside. She was furious. “You need some help?” came a voice from behind her.

Jodi turned around wildly. “Yes do y…” She stopped mid-sentence when she saw the owner of the voice. It was Paul, the guy who had upset her the very first night she was in town at the Rho Iota party. “No, I don’t. Nevermind.” She began walking toward the door.

Paul followed her out. “Wait,” he called. “Seriously, you need a lift or something?”

Jodi turned around in disgust. “Not from you I don’t. Leave me alone.”

“Look, I’m getting ready to leave. Let me drop you off somewhere,” coerced Paul. “Or I can call the tow truck for you, but you’ll still need a ride there.”

Jodi understood the desperation of her situation. This wasn’t the best part of town to be in alone. After thinking it over, Jodi asked, “Can you drop me off at someone’s apartment?”

“Hop in,” said Paul, simultaneously unlocking his Range Rover with the remote on his keychain. They got in the vehicle, and Paul began to back out. “So, anyone’s apartment in particular? Or just someone’s?”

“Dante’s,” said Jodi, not caring if Paul knew who that was or not.

“Dante? Is that your boyfriend?” inquired Paul.

“No,” said Jodi despondently.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” asked Paul.

“Yes. Yes, in fact I do. And he’s huge!” explained Jodi, lying about Mark’s stature.

“Ok ok!” said Paul, putting up his hands as if defending himself from a physical blow. “Just trying to make conversation.”

They rode silently for a bit, the only words spoken being Jodi’s directions for where to turn and which roads to take to get to Dante’s apartment. Paul stopped the SUV when they reached their destination.

“Thanks for the ride,” said Jodi, feigning appreciation as she started to exit the vehicle.

“I’ve seen the Rho Iota photos,” said Paul unexpectedly. Jodi was stunned. “One of my friends over there scanned em before they were trashed,” he continued. There was dead silence for a moment. “What would you do to keep them from getting on the Internet?” asked Paul, devilishly.

Jodi didn’t know what to say. What had she gotten herself into? She was enraged with emotion.

“How about I pick?” suggested Paul. “How about…” Paul leaned in, “you fuck me like I said you were going to? I’ll pick the time. I’ll pick the place. In fact I’ll make all the arrangements. All you’ll need to do is show up when I say, how I say. Do it all right, and we’ll scrub the photos.”

Jodi wanted to scream. However, at the same time she was rather excited. Paul was by no means an ugly guy. In fact he was quite handsome, and his confidence was disarmingly attractive. Her emotions were completely confusing her. She muttered a whimpering, “All right,” tears welling up in her eyes.

“Good! Excellent! But, just to make sure you’re serious, I want a downpayment on this debt you now owe me,” said Paul. “I want to taste your tits and your pussy. Then you can go join your friends.”

Jodi shook as she slowly lowered her sweater, her large breasts spilling over the top. Paul leaned over, cupped her left breast and gave it a nice long suck. Then he moved to her right breast and did the same thing. “Pull your pants down,” he said. Jodi unbuttoned her jeans and worked them off of her hips just to mid-thigh. “Below the knees,” demanded Paul. “I’ll need you to spread a little more than that.” Jodi inched her jeans down past her knees. “Now those,” directed Paul, pointing at her red thong. Jodi could do nothing but comply. Her breasts still hanging in plain sight, she pulled her thong down past her knees and spread her legs. It was as if she had no control over her own actions. Her body was succumbing. Paul put his head in her lap and took a few deep licks of her pussy. When he was satisfied, he sat upright and said, “Now get out of the car. You can redress yourself in the street.” Jodi hobbled out of the passenger side of the Range Rover. Paul turned off the ignition and stepped out. He approached Jodi. “I’ve decided,” he said. “Now’s the time. Here’s the place.”

Paul led Jodi by the hand into the middle of the vacant street. He pulled her sweater over her head and threw it to the ground. He lowered her to the asphalt and shimmied her pants and panties off. He pulled his own pants down and squatted in front of her face. Paul forced Jodi’s mouth onto his huge cock. He moved her head back and forth down the length of his shaft. After his cock was nice and moist, Paul pushed Jodi to the road and threw her feet up to her head. He thrust his dick into her pussy and started pounding. The smacking sound was deafening in the otherwise silent night. Paul fucked Jodi relentlessly on the double yellow line in the middle of downtown. Some homeless people swaggered up to watch the show. Jodi’s tits bounced and bounced as Paul thrust deeper and harder. Her back was getting sore from the rough asphalt. The combination of the pain, the fear, the sex, and the danger mixed up her emotions into a stew of uncertainty and desire. Was she enjoying this? How could she be? As her cunt dripped more and more, she knew she was in fact liking this despite herself. She came uncontrollably. Her body shook. Paul continued to pump his cock in and out of her pussy. He had stamina to be sure. Jodi could feel another orgasm building up inside her. The fire in her cunt was more than she could stand. She came again, rocking violently. This sent Paul over the edge. He came inside Jodi’s quivering pussy, so much that his semen almost instantly overflowed and began to drip alongside Jodi’s own juices down her ass. As his rhythm slowed, Jodi found herself strangely wishing he would continue. Paul pulled his cock out, sat Jodi up, and forced her to lick it clean. Then he pulled his pants up and drove away, leaving Jodi naked and used in the middle of the street.

Jodi fumbled around for her clothes. Cum dripped down her leg uncontrollably. She found her thong and pants and pulled them on, torn between staying nude in public and getting cum all over her clothes. A homeless man approached her with her sweater in hand.

“Looking for this?” he jeered.

“Give me that,” demanded Jodi. She reached for it, but the homeless man pulled it away.

“You gotta let me slap your tits, first!” informed the bum. Before Jodi could protest the homeless man smacked each of her nipples with an open hand, threw the sweater in her face and ran away. Jodi quickly threw the sweater on and ran inside.

“Jodi!!” yelled the guys.

“What took you so long? Melinda and Carmen already started making our fajitas!” said Dante.

“This was the bet?” asked Jodi, cum still secretly flowing down her leg, the second separate load that had been in there that evening.

“Totally,” said Dante. “Now you women finish making those damn fajitas coz we men-folk is hungry!”

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