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

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

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

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

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

“The deal was $1000!” exclaimed Donald.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re lying,” said Jodi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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 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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