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Jodi took a couple of weeks off work to look after Mark. He recovered from the accident but was in rough shape. It was difficult for him to move around without help. He woke up alone in his bedroom to the sound of muted voices in the living room. He heard the front door shut as if someone had just left. He allowed his eyelids to sink till they were almost shut, pretending to be asleep as Jodi opened the door to the bedroom. Jodi entered naked. It was hard to make out, but it looked like she had cash in her hand, which she put in the top drawer of her dresser.

“Jodi?” mumbled Mark, pretending to just wake up.

Jodi spun to face him, a bit startled, her bare breasts jiggling from the quick rotation. “You’re awake!” she smiled. Jodi sat on the edge of the bed beside Mark, bent over, and kissed him on the forehead, her breasts hanging delightfully in his view. Even though he was in bad shape, Mark still had a thriving libido. “Can I get you something?” asked Jodi.

“Why are you naked?” asked Mark. “Not that I mind.”

“I just started some laundry, and I had been wearing my PJs for three days straight now, so I threw those in,” explained Jodi. Mark still wondered who had been in the living room with her and what she had put in her dresser drawer, be it cash or otherwise, but he did not want to let her know he was feigning sleep when she came in the bedroom. “Now I’m going to take a shower, but we should wash your PJs too since you’re awake,” said Jodi, starting to pull down the bedsheets.

“Go take your shower,” said a voice from the open bedroom door. Mark looked up. It was Melinda, wearing cute summer attire: a spaghetti strap yellow tank top and tiny denim shorts. She was remarkably tan. “You need a break,” Melinda said to Jodi. “I’ll take care of him while you relax.”

“Is that ok with you?” Jodi asked Mark.

“Fine with me,” said Mark unashamedly. He thought to himself how lucky he was to have two hot chicks somewhat arguing over the chance to take care of him. He should get hit by cars more often.

Jodi hopped up. “He’s all yours,” she said to Melinda. The two of them had seen each other naked enough times that it was no big deal to either of them that Jodi was parading around in the nude. Jodi exited to the master bathroom.

“Alright, Mr. Patient,” began Melinda. “Let’s get you freshened up.” She pulled down the covers. Mark was in a pair of boxers and an old t-shirt. Melinda propped him up enough to pull his shirt over his head before letting him gently back down. “Now for the fun part!” she exclaimed. She lifted Mark’s hips and slid his boxers off. “I’m going to go throw these in the machine. I’ll be right back.” Melinda left the room.

Mark was not uncomfortable with Melinda seeing him naked. They had, after all, had sex in the past. This was a little embarrassing given his vulnerable state, but he ultimately did not mind. He let the cool breeze of the air conditioning blow over him as he lay alone in the bed.

Melinda returned. “Did you get cold while I was gone?” she joked, nodding her head toward Mark’s dick.

Mark looked down. “Apparently,” he said, trying to play it off. “Normally it’s much larger,” he joked back. He was now officially embarrassed.

“Let me see how much longer Jodi is going to be, and maybe we can take you up to the hot tub before we bathe you,” suggested Melinda. She entered the bathroom. Moments later she returned. “Good news!” she said. “Jodi’s going to let me borrow one of her bikinis. Let’s get you into your swim trunks.” Melinda fetched Mark’s swim trunks from his chest of drawers, apparently having been told where they were by Jodi. Mark heard the shower stop. As Melinda approached Mark to dress him, Jodi emerged naked from the bathroom, toweling her hair.

“Wait!” said Jodi. “Let me kiss that wonderful cock before you hide it from me!” Jodi hopped over to Mark and planted a big kiss on his dick. She then proceeded to pull out a couple of bikinis for her and Melinda. Meanwhile, Melinda scooted Mark into his swim trunks.

Jodi tossed Melinda a white bikini. Melinda disappeared into the bathroom to change. Jodi dressed herself in her favorite black bikini in front of Mark. She knew Mark loved to watch her dress. Melinda returned shortly holding her top over her chest. “Can you tie me up, please?” she asked Jodi, turning her bare back toward her and Mark.

Jodi stepped closely to Melinda’s back and began to tie her top for her. Both girls looked over at Mark with wicked grins. Jodi breathed onto Melinda’s neck before giving her a kiss there as she tied.

“All done!” yelled Jodi, jumping away from Melinda with a playful giggle. The girls helped Mark to his feet and into his wheelchair. It would be a few more days before he would be able to start walking comfortably. The trio left the condo.

The elevator opened. Their neighbor, Dr. Griffin, and his wife stepped out. Dr. Griffin grinned uncontrollably at Jodi, and Jodi tried not to notice him. It was difficult considering she had fucked him. Everyone said a casual “Hi” as Melinda wheeled Mark onto the elevator, followed by Jodi. Up they went.

The rooftop deck was a great place to escape the city below. There was a large pool and a hot tub that could seat 12. A couple of guys were grilling out on one of the many barbeque grills. The roof was otherwise vacant. The girls wheeled Mark over to the hot tub and helped him into it. Jodi sat on his right with Melinda on his left.

“This feels great, guys, thanks,” said Mark.

“Our pleasure,” said Melinda, while Jodi kissed his cheek.

“Ya know,” began Mark. “If I had a little more energy in me I’d be all over both of you right now.”

“You need to save your strength for your recovery,” said Melinda.

“Is there anything we can do for you in the meantime?” asked Jodi, eager to please.

Mark thought a moment. “Go to the other side of the hot tub and flash me,” he finally said.

Jodi and Melinda looked at each other and smiled before moving to the opposite side. Their backs were now to the guys at the grill, so it would be safe. They sunk down as low as they could without submerging their boobs, and after a count of three, pulled their tops up, revealing four of the most wonderful breasts Mark ever had the pleasure of seeing together. After Mark had a chance to soak in the girls’ beauty, Jodi and Melinda covered themselves and began to return to Mark.

“No,” whispered Mark. “Go back. Go back.” The girls stopped midway before returning to their end of the hot tub. “Let’s do more than a simple flash,” said Mark. “Melinda, take off Jodi’s top.” The girls glanced back at the guys at the grill to make sure they weren’t aware of what was going on. Melinda then untied Jodi’s top and put it on the side of the hot tub. “Now, Jodi, take off Melinda’s.” Jodi removed Melinda’s top and placed it on top of hers. Mark loved this kind of thing. “Toss them to me,” said Mark, nodding toward the bikini tops. The girls complied. “Now I want to watch you make out.”

Jodi embraced Melinda and kissed her deeply. Melinda made no objection. They started slowly and cautiously but soon moved to more heated groping and pawing. Jodi had one hand behind Melinda’s head while she passionately kissed her, massaging her breast vigorously with the other hand. Melinda broke the kiss and pushed Jodi’s back against the side of the hot tub, forcing her arms apart. Jodi was hanging on to the edge with her breasts jutting forward. Melinda began tonguing Jodi’s nipples one after the other. Jodi just tilted her head back with her eyes closed and enjoyed the attention. Melinda tugged Jodi’s bottoms off under the water. She fingered Jodi as she sucked on her tit.

They were starting to make a lot of noise, and the guys at the grill were now straining their necks to see what was going on. Jodi sensed this, looked at Mark, and asked, “Are they watching us?” Mark nodded. “Do you like it when people watch us?” Mark nodded again. Jodi pushed Melinda’s head away and pulled herself out of the hot tub so that she sat on the edge with her legs dangling in the water. The guys took a great interest in the scene at that point. They could see Jodi’s bare back and ass. She pulled Melinda’s head into her crotch, forcing her to eat her pussy. Melinda lashed away at Jodi’s pussy while Jodi braced herself on the concrete. The guys began to move closer to get a better look. They were reluctant to at first, but Mark gave them a nod, and they pulled up a couple of chairs to enjoy the show, beers in hand.

All eyes were on Jodi’s wet, naked body. This was the type of thing that really excited her, making her orgasm explosive. Her body moved in waves as she eked every ounce of pleasure out of Melinda’s mouth. When she was finished she pulled Melinda up and kissed her while she pawed her ass. Jodi then reached down with both hands and tugged Melinda’s bottoms downward. Melinda helped her finish the job and climbed out of the hot tub. Jodi lay on her back and motioned for Melinda, now completely naked as well, to lay on top of her in a 69. The two girls nibbled, licked, and fingered each other for a few more minutes until they both came. The guys watched intently.

The girls sat up. “I’ve had two,” said Jodi. “I owe you one more. How do you want it?”

“I want to watch you fuck Mark while I finger myself,” said Melinda.

Jodi nodded and walked around to Mark’s side of the hot tub, past the guys drinking their beers, winking at them as she did. They were mesmerized by her bouncing breasts and shaved pussy. Jodi climbed down into the hot tub and grabbed Mark’s cock. It wasn’t even hard. Jodi was puzzled. “Aren’t we turning you on?” she asked.

“Yeah,” said Mark. “I don’t know what it is. I think maybe I’m having problems.”

Jodi realized that the stress of the accident may have temporarily disabled Mark’s ability to perform. “We should wait then,” she said.

“But I want to watch you fuck,” said Melinda, already priming herself by resting her hand between her legs.

Jodi looked at the guys beside the pool. “Either of you up for it?” she asked. The guys’ eyes widened. Jodi stepped out of the hot tub once more and approached the first guy.

“I—I’m married,” he stuttered.

“I’m not!” exclaimed the other guy, standing up with his hand raised.

Jodi moved in front of him. “Let me see your cock,” she demanded. The guy pulled down his swim trunks to reveal his average-sized penis. Jodi said nothing else and merely turned away from him, leaned over, and grabbed her ankles. Melinda scooted closer for a better view. The guy inserted himself into Jodi’s awaiting cunt. He thrust forward as he pulled her ass toward him. Melinda sat below her, masturbating.

“Stop!” yelled Mark, completely interrupting the moment. Jodi looked at him puzzled, her boobs bouncing back and forth as she was penetrated from behind. “I said stop!” repeated Mark. A streak of jealously had taken control of him. Jodi stood up, forcing the guy’s dick out of her pussy. The guy was visibly pissed off. “Cover yourselves. I’m tired of this. Take me back.” Jodi and Melinda wrapped towels around themselves and helped Mark back into his chair. They wheeled him into the elevator, leaving the two strangers on the deck, one with an imminent case of blue balls.

“Are you ok?” asked Melinda as the elevator descended.

“I’m fine,” spouted Mark, obviously not fine.

“We’ll get you there,” encouraged Jodi. “Don’t worry. Melinda and I will nurse you back to complete health.” She realized his mood swing was probably due to his injuries as well, so she was not mad at him in the least.

They got Mark bathed and back in the bed. “Hey,” said Jodi. “I still owe Melinda one. Would you like to watch, or should we go in the other room?”

“I just want to be alone,” said Mark. Jodi nodded, kissed him, and escorted Melinda out of the bedroom by her hand, closing the door behind them. Mark drifted off to sleep to the sound of muffled slaps and moans.

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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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Jodi was trying to devise a plan to get Connor over that would sound innocent enough that he would not suspect what was going on. She was sure he wouldn’t mind getting his dick sucked again, but she could not let him know why she was doing it. Furthermore, last time she was drunk, which made it a lot easier. This time there was a lot of forethought, which made things a bit tenser. Plus, she knew Mark would want a show of some sort. She settled on asking Connor to come over and give her some guy input on some of her newer outfits she had yet to wear.

Connor arrived at about 9 o’clock. He was more than willing to watch Jodi try on clothes for him. It wouldn’t be a bad way to spend a Friday evening. Jodi let him in the suite and led him back to her room. Connor sat on her bed. “I’m trying to decide which outfits would be the best party outfits,” she explained. “I’m going for sexy but tasteful.”

“Got it,” said Connor.

Jodi grabbed a black and white strapless top. “Close your eyes for a minute,” she instructed. Connor did so. Jodi removed her shirt and bra and donned the party top. “Ok open your eyes. Are these jeans sexy enough to go with this?” she asked.

“Hmm,” said Connor. “What’s the alternative?”

“Well there’s this skirt.” Jodi held up a black mini skirt.

“Give that a shot,” said Connor.

“Ok. Close your eyes. No peeking!” said Jodi. Connor painfully closed his eyes again. He could hear Jodi shuffling out of her jeans and pulling the skirt on. The sound was almost too much to bear. He was getting hard. “Ok, open em. What do you think?”

“Looks nice. Would look great with those tall black boots over there.” Connor pointed to some boots in the corner.

“Great idea!” said Jodi. She grabbed the boots, sat in the chair across from Connor. As she put the boots on, Connor got a nice shot down Jodi’s top and few quick glances at her panties. Jodi stood back up. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, definitely. You look hot,” commented Connor.

“Ok, time for outfit #2,” said Jodi. She went through a few more outfits. One was a one-shoulder black shirt with leather pants. Another was a Victoria’s Secret camisole with jeans. Her final was a silver-sequined tube top with a tiny jean skirt. In each outfit, Jodi leaned in various directions and asked Connor if he could see anything he wasn’t supposed to. By the end, Connor had a raging hard-on. The phone rang. It was Mark’s ring. Jodi grabbed it. “Hello?” On the other end, Mark instructed her to start sucking Connor’s dick in that outfit but not to finish him off until she was completely naked. “Oh, ok. Let me call you back later,” she said and hung up, not wanting Connor to know it was her boyfriend who was watching on the webcam.

“Who was it?” asked Connor, standing up as if to leave and let her call the person back.

“My mom, it’s no big deal. Sit.” She glanced down at Connor’s pants. He had a noticeable hard-on. “Whoa! Looks like someone got a little excited,” she said slyly. “Need some help with that?”

“Definitely,” said Connor.

Jodi pushed him back on the bed, undid his belt, button, and fly, and pulled his jeans off. These were followed swiftly by his boxers. “Take off your shirt,” she said. He did so. She had Connor completely naked on the edge of her bed. She played with his dick a little, rolling it around in her hands, caressing his balls. She licked the sides of it and tickled the head with her tongue. She teased him until precum gleamed on the tip. She licked it off and thrust her mouth around his cock. She pumped slowly and deliberately, knowing that Mark was watching the entire thing. She pulled off of Connor’s cock, put it flat against his belly, and began sucking on his balls. She told him to take off her top. She raised her hands as he pulled it over her head. Her tits bounced as they were released.She went back to sucking on his balls, rolling them around in her mouth, gently humming occasionally, all the while pumping his cock with her hand.

The phone rang again, Mark’s ring. “Ugh, I have to take this,” said Jodi. “I’ll get rid of her.” She picked up the phone. “Hello?”

“Fuck him,” said Mark. “When you get your panties off, stick his dick inside you and ride him. Fuck him till he cums inside you.” He hung up. Jodi threw the phone on the desk and returned her attention to Connor’s cock.

Jodi continued to blow Connor for a few minutes. She glanced over at the webcam before standing up and dropping her skirt and thong. She grabbed Connor’s dick in her hand as if she were about to start sucking it again but instead straddled him and thrust it inside her wet pussy. Connor was a bit surprised by this move but completely ok with it. Jodi rode Connor’s cock while he sat on the edge of the bed. He moved in and out of her, each thrust making a slight pounding sound of flesh on flesh. Jodi got off of Connor, knelt in front of him, and sucked all her own pussy juices off his cock. Then she stood up, faced away from him and leaned over with her hands on the chair. Connor stood up behind her and pressed his hard cock into her begging pussy. Connor pounded Jodi from behind as she moaned and whimpered in pleasure and pain, her tits bouncing as they hung beneath her. Connor watched in the mirror. He put one hand around to cup her breast as it swung. She reached beneath herself and rubbed her clit as he continued his thrashing of her soft cunt. They reached climax together, Jodi arching her back as Connor pulled her hips toward him so he could get as deep as possible. He exploded a huge load of semen into her pussy, shot after shot. Jodi was quivering from her own orgasm. As the action subsided, the two lovers caught their breath. Connor pulled out of Jodi’s soaking wet pussy, his dick now softening. Jodi bounced off to the bathroom to clean up. She returned with a towel wrapped around her.

“Well that was fun,” she said.

“Yeah, I’d say so,” agreed Connor, getting dressed.

“Well, I’m gonna pick one of these outfits to wear, and then maybe we can go out a little later tonight?” suggested Jodi.

“Sounds good. Call me when you are ready to go.” Connor finished dressing and left.

Jodi turned on her monitor. “Was it everything you had hoped for?” asked Jodi.

“Quite a show,” said Mark. “Didn’t know you had that in you.”

“I’m finding out more and more things about myself lately,” said Jodi. “Did you cum?”

“Same time you two did. So where are you gonna go with him tonight?” asked Mark.

“Dunno. Where do you want me to go?” Jodi asked back, deferring control to Mark.

“You should get some people together to go bowling,” said Mark. “Just remember to wear something totally inappropriate for bowling. I’m sure you know what I mean.”

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Jodi put all her dirty clothes in various laundry bags sorted neatly by color and cycle sensitivity. She lugged them up the stairs to the coin-operated laundry room. There was a Chinese guy already in there taking up a few machines. Jodi claimed the remaining few by throwing her bags on each one. She had just finished starting her separate loads when her cell phone rang. It was Mark. “Hey!” she answered.

“Whatcha doing?” asked Mark.

“Oh, just doing some laundry in this shitty little laundry room,” said Jodi.

“Yeah? What are you wearing?” asked Mark.

“Some sweatpants and a white t-shirt,” whispered Jodi, not wanting the Chinese guy to know that someone just asked her what she was wearing.

“Bra? Panties?” prodded Mark.

“Well yeah, otherwise you could see straight through my shirt,” said Jodi, again whispering.

“Anyone else there?” asked Mark.

“Yeah, one Chinese guy. I think his name is Lin,” said Jodi quietly.

“Take off your bra, and ask him if he’ll wash it with one of his loads since yours are all full,” directed Mark.

“What??” asked Jodi, surprised.

“Do it,” demanded Mark.

Jodi remembered the email and now understood exactly what Mark had really intended. Not wanting to upset him, she sat the phone down in speaker mode and removed her bra underneath her shirt. She walked over to Lin with bra in hand. Lin looked up from his newspaper and was struck by the sight of Jodi’s nipples showing through her tiny white t-shirt. “Hi, Lin, right?” began Jodi. “Could you do me a huge favor? I ran out of room in my washers and I need this bra cleaned. Could you add it to one of yours, please?”

Lin was grasping for words. “Um, sure, I guess,” he stuttered incredulously. Lin took the bra from Jodi, opened the washer with his whites and tossed it in.

“Thanks.” Jodi sauntered back to her phone and put it to her ear. “All done,” she said

“I heard,” said Mark. “Great job. Now I want you to open your washer and splash some water onto your tits so that they are nice and soaked.”Jodi did as she was told. Lin was watching, both in disbelief and anticipation. “Now I want you to sit on the washer facing the Chinese guy, spread your legs, put your hand down your pants, and masturbate until you cum. Do not break eye contact with him.”

Jodi hesitated a moment before succumbing to the rules she had to follow. She had gotten herself into this position, so she knew this were penance she had to pay. She climbed onto the washer and did exactly as Mark instructed, only breaking eye contact when Lin’s eyes would wander up and down her body. Lin stared in amazement as Jodi fingered herself inside her pants, her large beautiful breasts shining through her wet t-shirt. When she came, Mark said, “I don’t care who comes in there. You finish your laundry in that outfit.” Then he hung up.

Jodi hopped off the washer. Lin was still fixated on her gorgeous body. Jodi tried to ignore him as she cracked her book to study and wait. As time passed, a few people came in, noticed there was no room, and left. A few realized Jodi was sitting there in a wet t-shirt, breasts exposed. Others were only concerned about not being able to do their laundry yet.

After an hour or so, Lin’s dryers came to a halt. He was still so distracted by Jodi that he just threw all of his clothes into his basket and left, forgetting that he had Jodi’s bra in with his whites. Jodi ran to the door to try to catch him but he was walking too fast. He had already descended the stairs and was almost running for his room, a ball of nerves. Jodi wanted to chase after him but did not want to risk anyone else seeing her in this condition. She’d have to get it back from him another time. She returned to her dryers which were finishing up, unloaded, and headed back to her room, her laundry bags covering her chest.

Jodi called Mark. “He ran off with my bra,” she said.

Mark laughed. “Can you blame him? Next time you see him around other people, tell him you think he still has one of your bras at his place, and if he could bring it to your room, you’d sure appreciate it.” Jodi was realizing how devious Mark’s mind really was. “You see how this is gonna work now? If other people see you naked without my knowledge, now they will see you naked with my knowledge.”

Jodi understood, but she still feared the fact that she hadn’t yet told him about Connor. If he knew about that, there’s no telling what she would have to do to atone for her sins. She tested the waters. “So, anything I do without your knowledge you’d make me do for you?” she asked.

“Basically,” said Mark. “Why? What else have you done that I should know about?”

Damn it. He was too smart. She was such a bad liar. It was now do or die. “I gave my tutor a lap dance in my thong in lieu of paying his fee, which is the arrangement we have since I got a tutor so late and he had to drop someone else and I really needed to pass Gross don’t be mad,” Jodi blurted rapidly. There was a brief silence.

“What else?” asked Mark calmly.

Jodi took a deep breath. “I got high with some friends and played Truth or Dare. They dared me to let three guys undress me with their mouths. Then Carmen ate me out. Then the guys jacked off on me while I played with myself on the floor.”

“What else?” asked Mark one more time.

Jodi cringed. “I sucked one of the guy’s dick in the alley behind a bar.”

There was a long pause. “This changes everything,” began Mark slowly. “The stakes are much higher now.” Jodi feared the worst. “What was this guy’s name?”

“Connor Douglas,” said Jodi.

“Well tonight, you are going to get this Connor Douglas back to your room and suck his dick on the webcam. Leave it on with your monitor off. I’ll be watching. Love you. Bye.” Mark hung up the phone.

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Jodi stopped by her mailbox on the way home. There was a package pick-up slip waiting for her. It was well past office hours, so she’d have to wait until the morning to retrieve it. She returned to her room. As she got ready for bed, she realized she was still covered in Sharpie ink. There were signatures on her breasts, across each nipple, around her belly-button, all over her ass and legs, and of course the one on her inner thigh. She was too tired to worry about it now, so she hopped in her pajamas and went right to sleep.

The next morning, Jodi ran down to the office first thing. She was excited that someone had sent her a package and couldn’t wait to see what it was. A large black man with a name tag that read “Argo” stood behind the counter.

“Nice pajamas,” said Argo, referring to Jodi’s white pajamas with prints of Chinese take-out and fortune cookies scattered about.

“Oh, thanks,” responded Jodi. “I have a package.” She handed Argo the slip.

“Be right back,” said Argo. He took the slip into the back room and returned momentarily with a brown box. “Here you go,” he said, handing the box to her. As Jodi reached up, Argo jerked it back. “What’s in it for me?” he jested.

“A thank you,” said Jodi seriously.

“That’ll do…this time,” said Argo with a wink.

Jodi took the box and returned to her room. She unfolded a pair of scissors and cut the packing tape lengthwise. After sifting through a few foam peanuts she discovered a note:

Wanted to see you. Plug it in and get on MSN. Love, Mark.

Jodi sifted through some more peanuts to find a webcam. She hurriedly opened the box and plugged the USB cable into her computer. She mounted the webcam on her monitor as Windows recognized the device and prepared the drivers. She launched MSN Messenger and saw that Mark was already online. He must have been waiting for her all morning because she immediately received a video call request. She accepted. Mark’s face popped up in the chat window.

“Heyyyy!” said Mark cheerfully.

“Hey back!” said Jodi, even more cheerfully. “I can’t believe you sent me this! It’s so great!”

“I know! Isn’t it? I can’t believe I didn’t think of it earlier,” said Mark. “You look really cute in your Chinese food pajamas.” Mark smiled the kind of small he reserved for Jodi. Not many people got to see him smile, but it made her melt whenever he did. They carried on mushy talk for a while before Mark got a lecherous look in his eye. “Ok, so, I said I would like to see you, which in Mark language means I’d like to see all of you.” Jodi giggled. “Sooo…as much as I like those pajamas, how’s about you show me what’s under them,” suggested Mark wryly.

Jodi started to unbutton her shirt when she suddenly remembered the signatures all over her body! “No!” she said. Mark sat back a bit stunned. “I mean, I don’t feel pretty yet. I haven’t even had a shower. Let me take a shower and I’ll call you right back.” Mark reluctantly agreed to this plan. They closed their respective chat windows.

Jodi charged for the bathroom. She quickly stripped off everything and jumped in the shower. She soaped up a washcloth and began scrubbing her body. She washed and washed but could not get the ink to come off. It was everywhere. She could only get the signatures to fade. Some were illegible due to the horrible handwriting, but some were just printed in plain letters, like “George Fuller” and “Armand Regis.” One idiot had even written “Property of Steven Macey” under the bottom of her left breast. She was going to have to come clean about the Rho Iota initiation. There was no getting around it. She ended her shower in despair, toweled off, threw on her pink robe, and headed back to her room. She shut the door behind her and sat down at her computer.

Mark answered Jodi’s video chat request almost instantly. Hesitant to just get right to the point, Jodi said, “I’m going to do my hair and makeup. Want to watch?”

“Sure,” said Mark, not wanting to seem too eager to see Jodi’s wet naked body.

Jodi took her time getting ready. Mark waited with anticipation. She looked completely gorgeous when she finally returned to the chat. “Ok, are you ready?” asked Jodi.

“Absolutely,” said Mark.

Jodi swallowed hard, closed her eyes, and dropped her robe. She opened her eyes to see Mark furrowing his brow and squinting as if in disbelief. His mouth hung open just a bit. “I can explain!” shouted Jodi.

“I’m listening,” said Mark.

Jodi explained the whole Rho Iota initiation while Mark listened with as much an open mind as he could. She left out a few details here and there, like the part where she actually had to jack off two guys and how she had to get completely naked, not just topless. When she was finished, Mark said, “Well, I guess being a part of Rho Iota is important, and I know how fraternities can be, so I guess I’m ok with it. It’s kinda weird that so many people saw you topless though.” Jodi said nothing, simply nodding slightly in agreement. Mark got suspicious. “Stand up,” he said. Jodi cringed. “Stand up!” Mark repeated. Jodi slowly rose from her chair. Mark saw the signatures down her legs. “Turn around,” he demanded. Jodi spun slowly. There were signatures all over her ass as well. “Sit down,” said Mark. Jodi complied. “Topless, huh?”

“I’m sorry,” said Jodi. “I wasn’t topless, I was completely naked.” She shook as she spoke.

“What else are you leaving out?” inquired Mark.

Jodi thought too long to successfully pull off another bluff. She knew Mark was too perceptive. She divulged the rest of the initiation, including the signature on her inner thigh. “Show me,” demanded Mark. Jodi propped her right leg up on the desk and showed Mark the signature that led to her pussy. She was mortified. Mark grabbed the bridge of his nose and shook his head in silent disbelief. “You’re going to make this up to me,” he explained. “I don’t know how yet, but I’ll think of something. You should start thinking too.” Mark disconnected from the chat.

Jodi spent the next few days alone. She skipped all social activities and caught up on her sleep. The signatures on her body eventually went away with continued washing. Friday afternoon she received an email from Mark. It was a list of rules he had devised for her:

I have decided that this is how you will make it up to me. The following rules are not negotiable:

1) Whenever I contact you, you will do as I instruct at the time I specify. This could be right away or at a later time predetermined by me.

2) You will divulge all information to me as to any people hitting on you, any flirting you do with other people, or anything I request to know about otherwise.

3) Your body belongs to me.

4) You will not let anyone know you are being governed by these rules.

They didn’t sound too bad to Jodi. She was just relieved Mark was willing to find a way past this whole thing. It made her feel a lot better.

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