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Jodi woke up in her bed, her head reeling from the previous night’s festivities. As she wiped the sleep from her eyes, she began to get worried about what might have happened. She vaguely remembered dancing with a bunch of people, even Connor. The last song she could remember was “Yeah” and even that was fuzzy. She hoped she didn’t do anything stupid. Drinking usually made her do stupid things. She didn’t want to have to explain any stupid actions to Mark. She grasped her head with both hands as it throbbed and ached.
After a much-needed shower, Jodi got dressed in some comfortable pajamas. She dragged herself to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. The microwave clock said it was already one in the afternoon. When the coffee was finished, she filled two mugs for herself. As she sat at the table and sipped her hangover remedy, Melinda came out of her room, too perky for someone who got as drunk as she did the night before.
“Well good morning, miss thang!” said Melinda in a “shame shame I know your name” fashion. It wasn’t fair. Melinda could drink all day and not pay for it the next. “You sure seemed to be having a good time last night,” she continued.
“Yeah I can only remember dancing a little bit, but I think I had fun,” replied Jodi, honestly unaware of what had really happened.
Melinda’s mouth fell open. “You really don’t remember?” she asked, the prospect of Jodi not being aware of her wild behavior being too good to be true.
“No, why? I didn’t do something wrong did I?” begged Jodi.
“That depends on your definition of wrong,” said Melinda. Melinda explained to Jodi how she disappeared into the back alley with Connor for a few minutes before returning to the bar with dirt all over her shirt, followed shortly by Connor who had the biggest smile on his face. Later, Jodi had let quite a few people do body shots from her belly button and cleavage. She had also given Melinda a lap dance, which of course Melinda loved, except for the fact that no clothes came off, which she would have preferred. Then, in the cab ride home, Jodi told everyone how she had sucked Connor off in the alley and how his cum tasted like Diet Pepsi. She then offered to suck Dante off to see if he tasted like Diet Coke; she called it the “taste chest tallenge.” Melinda had made Dante decline the offer, which made Jodi turn her attention to the cab driver. She had offered him a blowjob in lieu of cab fare, but he declined, explaining that blowjobs wouldn’t feed his family.
Jodi sat dumbfounded. It was all coming back to her. The aftertaste of Connor’s cum was rising again in her throat. What was she going to tell Mark? She remembered when she explained the incident where Connor accidentally saw her naked. That had actually turned him on a bit, and he was ok with it. It was funny. Then there was the short, topless makeout session with Melinda. That really turned him on. In fact, she had to repeat the story over and over again nearly every time they spoke. He still didn’t know about the lapdance she gave her tutor, and now this. She had given a near stranger a blowjob, topless in the back alley of a dive bar. “Melinda,” she said, “you cannot let me drink anymore.”
“Oh don’t be silly. Besides, tonight we’re smoking weed,” replied Melinda without a care in the world.
Weed? Melinda said the magic word. For a moment, Jodi forgot all about Mark and started instead thinking about smoking magical wonderful weed. It had been a while since she last toked up. The last time had been many months ago with Mark—“Aw damn, Mark!” she thought, falling back to reality. “I have to call Mark and explain everything,” she said, panicked.
“What? No way!” said Melinda. “You were just having a good time. Besides, you’re in different zip codes. He has no control over you all the way out here.” Melinda had an evil talent for rationalizing things. A few more semi-logical points later, and Jodi was all but convinced that Mark was the one that should be explaining things, not her. Nothing and no one should stop her from having her smokey smokey.
Later that evening, Jodi, Melinda, and Carmen headed over to Dante’s apartment. Lisa wasn’t allowed to come since she said she wouldn’t smoke. Jodi wore a black, rhinestone-lined bra that only cupped the bottoms of her breasts, allowing her nipples to be free, her tiniest black g-string, some jeans, and a red scoop neck sweater that buttoned down the front. In the car Melinda unbuttoned a few more buttons for Jodi, just enough that the perfect angle would allow anyone interested to see nipple, but not enough that she just looked like her boobs were hanging out. They walked up to Dante’s apartment and knocked on the door. It opened.
“Hey, everybody!” said Dante warmly. “Come on in. We were just about to start the party.” The girls entered. Jodi looked around. It was a nice apartment. Along with Dante, there was Connor and an Indian guy named Rakesh. Jodi knew him from class. The crowd gathered in the living room while Dante prepared the gravity bong. Somehow, it was agreed that Jodi would have the first hit. She lit the weed and sucked the smoke down like a pro. She held her breath nice and long before expelling a huge cloud of smoke. This was good shit. She could tell already.
The bong made a trip around the circle and was already in need of a refill. Dante performed the honors before handing the apparatus to Jodi for round two. Once again, she took a huge hit. This happened a few more times before Jodi decided she was beyond high. She relaxed deep in the couch with her eyes closed. “I can feel my clothes,” she said. She was enjoying this immensely.
Melinda leaned over and spoke softly in Jodi’s ear. “Can I feel your clothes?” she asked.
Jodi grinned a bit. “Sure,” she said. Jodi accommodated Melinda’s wish by putting her arms up behind her head to give her free access. Melinda began stroking Jodi’s sweater at her stomach. The group was becoming enthralled.
“Not fair,” interrupted Carmen, “I want to feel too.” Carmen then began stroking Jodi’s left leg. Jodi was sandwiched between her two roommates on Dante’s couch. Both girls leaned in and began nibbling on Jodi’s ears. Carmen’s hand wandered into Jodi’s crotch while Melinda’s hand found its way onto Jodi’s right breast. Jodi spread her legs a bit wider instinctively, tilting her head back just a little, eyes still closed. Carmen stopped the action by saying, “Wait! I have a great idea. Let’s play ‘Truth or Dare.’”
“Who goes first?” asked Melinda, stopping her molestation of Jodi’s hot body.
“I say we should go in the order we took a hit. So, Jodi, truth or dare?” asked Carmen.
“Hmm,” Jodi thought. “Dare.”
“Great,” bubbled Carmen. “I dare you to put Rakesh’s face in your boobs.” In no time, Rakesh was at Jodi’s feet. Jodi leaned forward and shoved Rakesh’s head deep into her chest, gave a decent wiggle, and returned to her relaxed position. Cheers came from the crowd. They went around, doing fairly lame dares like this. Carmen had to kiss Melinda. Connor had to do seven shots of Jack Daniels in a row. Rakesh had to tell the truth about the age he lost his virginity. Dante had to lick the sole of Carmen’s foot. Melinda had to grind her booty into Connor’s lap. “Let’s take it up a notch,” demanded Carmen. “Jodi, truth or dare?”
“Dare, of course,” said Jodi.
“I dare you to stand in the middle of the room while the boys undress you,” said Carmen seductively, “with their mouths.”
Jodi wasn’t sure about the logistics, but she figured she’d play along. She stood up in the middle of the room. The guys pounced on her like tigers. Dante began by unbuttoning the rest of Jodi’s sweater with his teeth. He then moved down to attempt the same on her jeans. Meanwhile, Rakesh and Connor pulled the sweater open on each side, revealing her jeweled bra and perky nipples. They were stunned at first but then continued their task, diligently pulling the sweater off her arms and dropping it to the floor. Connor could not get the button with his teeth, so Carmen walked over behind Jodi, reached around her while breathing hot air on her neck, unbuttoned the jeans, and returned to her seat. Dante had no difficulty with the zipper. It took all three guys to pull Jodi’s tight jeans down. She obligingly stepped out of them when they were at the floor. Jodi stood in her tiny black g-string and open-front bra before a room full of people. Rakesh began working on the bra clasp while Dante went for the prize. While Rakesh struggled, Dante merely took his time inching Jodi’s panties down, taking in the revealing site as much as he could and as close as he could. Rakesh finally unhooked the bra, allowing Connor to remove it from the front. Her panties hit the floor. She was naked. Jodi did one complete spin and returned to her seat.
“Next,” she said, as calm as could be. “Carmen,” she said. “I dare you to eat my pussy and make me cum.”
Although Carmen hadn’t been given the option for a truth, she didn’t seem to care. She swiftly knelt in front of Jodi, spread her legs wide, and planted her face in her moistening cunt. Carmen licked Jodi’s slit slowly from bottom to top a few times. She then began to nibble around the clit. Jodi began to moan. She opened her eyes a little. The guys had come a lot closer to the duo to get a good look at the action. Carmen flicked, licked, and nibbled some more. She then put a couple of fingers inside Jodi’s pussy. She finger-fucked the hell out of her cunt while she thrashed her clit. Jodi whimpered. “I’m cumming,” she said. “Oh fuck yeah…fuck…keep going!” Carmen wasn’t about to stop. Jodi came with a vengeance. Her hips rocked back and forth as she pressed Carmen’s face against her pussy. She groaned quite loudly as her orgasm shot in wave after wave up and down her entire body. She came for nearly an entire minute. She loved cumming when she was high. She whimpered again as she settled down. Carmen stood up, licked her lips, and retook her seat beside Jodi on the couch. The crowd was pleased.
Jodi crawled down onto the floor. From a kneeling position she lowered one shoulder to the ground so that her tits were visible to the guys above her while keeping her ass in the air. “I dare you guys to jack off on me,” she said. “Aim for your favorite part.” The fury of zippers dropping was deafening. Out came three cocks of various shapes, sizes, and colors. The trio began pumping their dicks while staring at Jodi’s naked body. Rakesh stood over her ass. Connor was at her tits. Dante kneeled at her face. Jodi fingered herself while they masturbated. Rakesh came first, exploding all over Jodi’s ass, some dripping down the crack and resting on her asshole. She then rolled completely over to her back so Dante and Connor could have an easier shot. Dante moved between Jodi’s legs, changing his target to the area between Jodi’s naval and pussy. The two guys jacked furiously. Jodi had another orgasm and licked her fingers. This sent Dante over the edge, causing him to squirt his sticky load all over Jodi’s stomach, dangerously close to her vagina. This in turn caused Connor to cum, blasting Jodi’s tits. Jodi now had three separate loads of cum on her tits, stomach, and ass. She loved being high. “Melinda, I dare you to lick this cum off me. Every drop,” demanded Jodi. Melinda started with Jodi’s stomach, licking all of Dante’s cum off, but instead of swallowing it, she forced Jodi’s mouth open and spit. Jodi swallowed the load. Next came Jodi’s tits. Once again, Melinda did a fine job of wiping her clean, disposing of the semen in Jodi’s mouth. Jodi got on all fours. Melinda licked her ass from bottom to top, making sure to get every bit of cum she could find. She swallowed this load herself. Dante handed Jodi a kitchen towel to clean up. She got dressed, and the girls drove home.