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Jodi slept soundly in Alder’s arms. She’d spent every night with him in the loft since he came to town. She had no choice. Mark had told her to do whatever Alder wanted while he was in town. It wasn’t like she minded. Alder was good company. He was great company in fact. So for nearly a week now, she had been his to command.

Jodi stirred as the sun came through the giant condo window. Alder’s hand rested on her naked breast. She wasn’t allowed to wear anything to bed. She rolled over quietly so as not to wake Alder. Facing him, she slinked down beneath the sheets. Her other standing order was to wake him daily with a blowjob. Jodi found Alder’s morning wood waiting for her. It was routine now really. It was always waiting for her. She began to bob up and down on Alder’s cock, fondling his balls all the while. Had anyone been watching they would have only seen the sheet rising and falling, Jodi’s sexy silhouette beneath it.

Alder awoke with a smile on his face, promptly shooting his load into Jodi’s mouth. It never took long for him in the morning. Jodi crawled up from beneath the sheets onto his chest, peeking out from beneath the covers. Alder looked down at Jodi’s large breasts pressed against his chest, her red hair a mess and her smile reaching from ear to ear. “Good morning,” he said.

“Morning,” Jodi responded, still smiling.

“What time is it?” asked Alder.

Jodi looked over at the clock. “9:27,” she said.

“Shit, I didn’t mean to sleep that late,” said Alder. “I have a web conference at 10:00.”

“I gotta get up too,” said Jodi. “My little brother’s coming to visit.”

“Alright, hop off me then,” said Alder.

Jodi bounced off the bed, her bare breasts jiggling. She started down the stairs, stopping suddenly to look back at Alder. “Am I taking a shower up here or downstairs today?” she asked.

Alder looked up at the ceiling to briefly think it over before responding, “Better take it downstairs. I really have to get ready for this meeting, and if you’re up here I’ll be all sorts of distracted.”

Jodi laughed as she returned to descending the stairs. Mark was already having breakfast in the kitchen. She ran to him and planted a kiss on his mouth between his bites of bagel. They chatted briefly  about nothing important before Jodi hit the shower. After she was nice and clean, she dried her hair, put on her makeup, and began to dress. She only had a black lacy bra and panties on when she heard  Alder calling for her. She ran upstairs immediately like a good girl.

“Seriously, I’m gonna win,” Alder was saying to his co-workers on the webcam. “Come here, Jodi.” Jodi came a bit closer but stayed out of site of the webcam. From her vantage point she could see there were about 7 guys, probably Germans like Alder, on the other end. “Closer closer closer,” Alder beckoned with his hand. Jodi obeyed. She now stood right beside Alder at his desk. “So I made a bet with these guys, and you’re gonna help me win. Ok guys, somebody tell me what you want her to do.” The guys were silent for a bit. “Come on, anybody.” One of the men said something in German. “Wow,” said Alder. He stood up from his chair. “Ok. Jodi, take all this off.” He pointed at her bra and panties. She pulled her panties down and unclasped her strapless bra, dropping it to the floor. “Now, sit in this chair with your feet spread on the desk.” Jodi obeyed. “I’ll be right back.” Alder ran downstairs. Jodi stared at the monitor, the 7 men staring back, each with his own look of surprise or intrigue. Jodi heard Alder in the kitchen. He came back upstairs with a beer bottle. “Fuck yourself with this,” said Alder. He handed her the bottle. Jodi played with herself a little to get herself moist before inserting the bottle into her pussy. She pushed it in and pulled it out over and over again as she rubbed her clit with the other hand. “See?” said Alder to the monitor. “I win. You are all suckers. Ok Jodi you can go now.” Jodi removed the bottle, grabbed her bra and panties, and headed back down to the bedroom to get dressed.

Just as she got her underwear back on, the phone rang. Jodi thought the world must not want her to get dressed today. Fortunately Mark picked it up in the living room. Jodi threw on some shorts and a tank top. She came out as Mark was hanging up. “Your brother is downstairs,” said Mark.

“Really?!” shouted Jodi excitedly. “He’s early!”

“He’s on his way up,” said Mark. Alder had finished his conference and was coming down the stairs. Mark looked up at him. “Hey, want to have some real fun with her?” Mark asked.

“Sure,” said Alder. “Always.”

Mark returned his attention to Jodi. “Let’s set some rules for your brother’s visit.”

“Ah sick,” said Alder. “Are you serious?”

“Don’t worry. It’s her step-brother,” said Mark.

“Yeah but we’ve been family since we were 4 and 5 years old,” protested Jodi.

“You’ll do what we say,” retorted Mark. “Now, rule number one, you have to let him ‘accidentally’ see you naked while he’s here.”

Alder chimed in, “Rule number two, at a later separate instance you have to PURPOSEFULLY let him see you naked.”

“Wow guys, don’t give me anything easier to do, sheesh,” said Jodi.

“Alright alright,” began Mark. “You still have to do those, but we’ll give you some easier things too. Like, no underwear while he’s in town.”

“And you gotta frequently redirect conversation to something sexual about you,” said Alder. “Then anything else we can think of too.”

“Better go take off that underwear,” said Mark just as there was a knock at the door.

Jodi ran to the bedroom and shut the door behind her. She stripped down then put just her shorts and tanktop back on. Outside she heard Mark let her brother in. She flung the door open and ran to him arms wide (and breasts bouncing.) “Andrew!” she yelled jumping onto him, throwing her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist.

“Well hey, Jodi!” replied Andrew as Jodi planted rapid kisses all over his face. They were always really close. “Ok ok, let me put my stuff down.” Andrew helped Jodi off of him.

“Wow, you look great,” said Jodi. “If you weren’t my brother, I’d totally bone you.”

“Oh gross,” laughed Andrew. “That’s just wrong. But you definitely look hot enough to bone too,” he joked back.

“So are you tired? Hungry? What do you want to do?” asked Jodi.

“All of the above,” said Andrew.

Andrew, Mark, and Alder sat in the living room while Jodi made some sandwiches. She brought them out and interrupted the idle conversation. “Here we go. Sandwiches for everyone. Ya know these remind me of all those times you two sandwiched me this week,” said Jodi to Alder and Mark.

“Toooo much information,” said Andrew. Mark and Alder gave each other a look, one that said how proud they were of how obedient Jodi was being.

“Oh you’re just jealous,” said Jodi to Andrew with a wink and a laugh.

After they ate, Jodi suggested to Andrew that he take a nap in the master bedroom. He accepted the offer with gusto. Andrew passed out in no time. Later that evening, Mark, Alder, and Jodi decided to get ready for a night out. Jodi tiptoed into the bedroom and began to change her clothes. She removed her tanktop and shorts and stepped into the bathroom. She opened the medicine cabinet and slammed it loudly, hoping it would wake Andrew up. It did. Jodi walked innocently out of the bathroom toward her dresser, pretending not to notice that Andrew was sitting up in the bed at this point. As she pulled a drawer out, Andrew cleared his throat. Jodi feigned surprised, turned toward him in shock, let loose a fake yelp, tried to cover her tits and pussy with her hands, and said, “You’re up!” She stood there panting as Andrew stared at her, making sure he got a good “accidental” look. Andrew said nothing, just stared in surprise. Jodi jumped back into the bathroom and closed the door. She smiled to herself, knowing she had done what had been asked of her.

That evening on the way out, Jodi made sure to mention the incident in conversation. “I guess you saw more of your sister today than you ever wanted,” she said. Andrew was a bit embarrassed. He’d never really seen Jodi this outgoing. Even now, in her strapless black mini dress, she was like a different person. Definitely a woman. Step-sister or no, he was seeing her a new light. The evening out was fun but fairly uneventful. The highlight was when Jodi and Melinda, who had met up with them, danced on the bar. They had every man’s eyes in the room on them, including Andrew’s.

Later, back at the condo, Jodi went into the bedroom to change. Melinda and the guys sat down in the living room. “Melinndaaa,” yelled Jodi. “Could you come helllp meee?” she asked.

Melinda responded, “No, I’m too comfortable and drunk right now.”

“Argh,” shouted Jodi. “Andrewww,” she shouted for Andrew now. “Pleeease come help me with this, pretty please.” Andrew didn’t know what she needed help with so he answered her distress call and entered the bedroom. “The zipper’s stuck,” said Jodi, fiddling behind her back trying to unzip her dress. Andrew stepped behind her and tugged at the zipper. “Make sure you get it all the way down coz sometimes it sticks again if you stop midway,” instructed Jodi. Andrew gave it another tug and the zipper began to move. He continued to unzip the dress and was surprised to find how low it went. By the time it hit bottom, the top of Jodi’s butt crack was showing. Jodi quickly slid the dress off her shoulders and then hips, and stepped out of it as it pooled on the floor. She turned to face Andrew like it was no big deal that she was naked in front of him once again and gave him a hug and a kiss. “Thanks a bunch,” she said. “I’m gonna get a drink. Want anything?”

“Uh, sure,” said Andrew. “Just some water.”

“Okey dokey, be right back,” said Jodi perkily. She walked out of the bedroom still nude, asked the gang in the living room if they needed anything, and proceeded to the kitchen. She took everyone a water and brought Andrew’s back to him in the bedroom. “I’m gonna take a shower. Come talk to me. I haven’t seen you in so long!” exclaimed Jodi, giving Andrew yet another hug. Andrew followed her into the bathroom, trying to act like this was no big deal. Jodi sat Andrew on the toilet and turned the shower on. As the water warmed up, Jodi leaned down to get a towel and washcloth from beneath the sink. Andrew was having a difficult time reconciling the view. On the one hand, his sister, really his step-sister he reminded himself, was parading around naked in front of him. On the other hand, there was this really hot chick leaning over next to him, her perfect boobs hanging beneath her, and her perfect ass up in the air.

“So, you’ve changed in the past few years,” said Andrew.

“Oh, you noticed?” asked Jodi with a smile, springing up with her towel and washcloth now in hand, boobs bouncing from the jolt. “Well, I guess I didn’t have these last time you saw me,” she said cupping her boobs. She felt the water, and it was warm enough, so she stepped in the shower and closed the glass door behind her.

“Well not only that,” began Andrew, “but you used to be little more on the shy side.” He felt awkward staring at her through the glass as he talked, but he also felt awkward looking away.

“Oh, I’m just comfortable with my body now,” said Jodi. “And besides, you’re my little brother. We used to take baths together for goodness sake.” Jodi said this all so innocently, but she knew she was fulfilling the wishes of Mark and Alder by giving Andrew this purposeful show. She quickly added, “So get in here already!”

Andrew hesitated. “Uh, no that’s ok. I’m pretty sure we were really little when we used to do that. It’s a little different now,” he stammered.

“Oh please, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before. Get in here and talk to me,” Jodi demanded. Not entirely sure what he was doing, Andrew shrugged, stood to close the bathroom door, and stripped out of his clothes. He opened the shower door and stepped in with Jodi. “Um, Andrew,” said Jodi. She pointed down at his erection. “What’s that all about?”

“You can’t possibly expect me to not have a hard-on right now,” said Andrew. “You’ve got this new rocking’ bod. I don’t care how long we’ve been family.”

Jodi giggled. “Well just keep it to yourself,” she said. The two talked for about 20 minutes in the shower. They caught up on events, news about their parents, etc. Jodi brought him a little up to speed on her relationship with Mark (and now Alder,) but she didn’t divulge every aspect just yet. When they were drying off, Andrew’s erection was still standing strong. “Maybe we can get Melinda to help you with that,” said Jodi. She grabbed him by the hand and took him out to the bedroom. She sat him on the bed, went into the living room, and returned with Melinda in tow. “You see this?” Jodi asked Melinda, playfully grabbing Andrew’s hard-on. “Suck it,” she instructed Melinda. Melinda dropped to her knees and began to bob up and down on Andrew’s shaft. Jodi stepped away and returned to toweling her hair. She casually went through her drawers and retrieved a night gown. All the while, Melinda continued her courtesy blowjob for Andrew. Andrew’s eyes wandered from Melinda’s eyes to Jodi’s body. Back and forth he went. Up and down went Melinda’s head. Jodi turned back to the duo and donned her gown. Her eyes were fixed on Melinda’s head action and Andrew’s cock. As Jodi’s gown fell into place, she and Andrew made eye contact, and Andrew came in Melinda’s mouth. Melinda swallowed greedily as he spewed. Once Andrew was finished, Jodi threw him her towel. “Bathroom’s all yours,” she said. Jodi and Melinda left the room, closing the door behind them.

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The old yet somewhat virile Dr. Griffin let loose his semen inside Jodi’s cunt. He emitted his standard old man moan, more of a choking sound than anything really. The act had become rote to Jodi. About once a week Dr. Griffin’s sister-in-law would come take his crippled wife off his hands. Those were the nights Dr. Griffin looked forward to, the nights he could invite his next-door neighbor Jodi over for a discrete sexual encounter. Jodi was a generous playmate. Although, she was charging him a thousand bucks per visit.

Jodi dismounted the dirty old doctor and cleaned herself up with the bedside tissues. Dr. Griffin preferred her on top because he typically did not have the energy to do any of the work. Occasionally he would lean her over a random piece of furniture that would position her pussy at cock level as he stood behind her. He could handle that some nights, but tonight he was tired, so Jodi rode him once again. It was just as well. Her breasts were an amazing site when they bounced in front of him.

Jodi watched Dr. Griffin’s wrinkled penis shrink as the old man gazed up at her with silent appreciation. The lamp-lit room bounced the light off Jodi’s young naked body in a way that accentuated every curve and every tight, toned muscle. If he were younger, he would probably have gotten another hard-on just by looking at her, this only a few short moments after ejaculating.

As Jodi began dressing, she thought to herself about why she was doing this. Why was she fucking this dirty old man so regularly? She didn’t need the money, not with Mark’s support. Dr. Griffin wasn’t really a great way to make connections. She had Dr. McKay for that. Still, there was something empowering in having something someone would pay for, about being something someone would pay for. She also considered for a moment that she was doing him a favor, a civic service almost. Here was this lonely old man with needs, and she had the means to fulfill them.

By the time she finished dressing, Dr. Griffin had managed to right himself, hobble across the room to his safe, and withdraw ten one-hundred dollar bills. He presented them to her with a smile. She could tell that he too enjoyed the empowering feeling of offering someone money for sex. She let him believe he had that power because she would have felt bad otherwise. Jodi snatched the cash, gave him a peck on the cheek, and said, “Thanks, pops,” before turning to leave. He liked it when she called him “pops.” Griffin watched Jodi’s perfect ass sway back and forth as she left his condo.

Back at Mark’s place, Jodi jumped in the shower to wash the old man off her. After she was finished, she wrapped a towel around her and headed to the kitchen to fix herself a snack. As she glared into the open fridge, there was a knock at the front door. Mark was out with Melinda. Jodi wasn’t sure where. She closed the fridge and walked over to the door. Peering through the peephole she saw Mark’s business partner Alder with a bunch of luggage. She threw the door open excitedly. “Alder?” she exclaimed.

“It’s me,” said Alder with his German accent, presenting himself with spread arms.

Jodi lunged at him and gave him a huge hug. Alder dropped a couple of bags to return the embrace. “What are you doing here?” she asked as she backed away, still holding her hands on the sides of his chest.

“I’m visiting for a while. Didn’t Mark tell you?” responded Alder.

Jodi squinted a bit as her eyes searched upward for any memory of Mark mentioning Alder’s visit. She had a vague recollection of a brief conversation where he might have mentioned it, but she couldn’t be sure. She shook her head to interrupt her own thoughts. “Come in! Come in!” she exclaimed, helping him with his bags.

They dropped the bags in the living room, and Alder fell onto the overstuffed couch. “I’m so exhausted,” he said.

“Want something to drink?” asked Jodi.

“Sure, a vodka tonic would be nice, but I don’t want to keep you from your shower,” he said nodding at her towel and obviously damp hair.

Jodi looked down, realizing she was about to bust out of the top of her makeshift wardrobe. “Oh! No I had just gotten out. One vodka tonic coming up!” She turned toward the kitchen. As she walked away from Alder, she opened the front of her towel in order to readjust it. From the back, Alder could see nothing. To his torture, Jodi was fully naked on the other side of that thin barrier. The towel came down to just below her butt cheeks, and during Jodi’s refitting, he caught barely a glimpse of the bottom of one. Jodi pulled the towel closed as she reached the kitchen, certain now it would be more secure.

After preparing a couple of vodka tonics for the two of them, Jodi returned to the sofa and sat beside Alder. They sipped their drinks and chatted for a while, catching up on their lives. They had not seen each other in a few years. Neither of them went very deep into detail. Jodi could never explain to Alder how she had become a raging nympho. The last he remembered, she wouldn’t even change clothes in front of Mark. “So, do you want to go out tonight? Or stay in? How can I serve you?” Jodi asked, playing the playful and gracious hostess.

“Well I called Mark when I landed, and he said I could meet him at Lannigan’s if I felt like it,” said Alder.

“We can do that,” said Jodi perkily. “I’ll go throw something on, and if you’d like to shower and change, the guest bathroom is up in the loft.” Jodi hopped up and sauntered to the bedroom. Alder lingered on the couch to watch her leave. Jodi closed the door behind her, but it gradually fell back open when it did not latch. It stopped about half way.

Alder heard the hair dryer come on. He got a crazy thought in his head. He had always been kind of a perv, and he would be dumb to not take advantage of this opportunity to peek in on Jodi. Alder crept up to the open bedroom door. He saw Jodi’s towel thrown on the bed. His dick started to get hard. He slowly and quietly slid his head past the open door. Nothing. She was in the bathroom. Fortunately, that door was open too. Alder’s heart was pounding in his chest. He would be mortified if he got caught. He stepped silently across the bedroom to the open bathroom door. His back against the wall, he leaned to the left to peek around the corner. Jodi was leaned over, her long hair covering her face. There was no chance of her seeing him. Alder took in Jodi’s naked beauty, her huge tits hanging beneath her, swinging with the motion of her hairbrush as she dried her hair. Alder’s eyes move from her tits to her ass to her toes and back. He stealthily pulled his dick out of his pants and started rubbing on it.

Suddenly, Jodi turned off the hairdryer and stood up straight. Alder jerked his head back slightly. She hadn’t seen him. She continued to brush her hair in the mirror as she sat the hairdryer down. Then she put some lotion in her hands and started rubbing it all over her body. Alder was in heaven, but he was staying here longer than he should. He retreated on the tips of his toes out the bedroom door and up the stairs to the loft.

Alder closed the guest bathroom door behind him, turned the shower on, and began undressing. He grabbed his raging hard-on and started jerking it furiously. He closed his eyes and thought about the sight he had just seen. He didn’t want it to end yet. He had to think of some way for the fun to continue. He searched the bathroom for towels. There were none. This was perfect. Alder left the bathroom, completely naked. He leaned over the loft railing and yelled for Jodi. “Hey Jodi, there aren’t any towels up here.”

Jodi leaned out of the bedroom in pink panties and a white, nearly see-through tank-top. “You need a towel?” she asked for confirmation, looking up at Alder’s shirtless torso. She could not tell he was completely naked because of the railing.

“Please,” responded Alder. He returned to the bathroom, still stroking his dick. Now he thought about Jodi in her see-through tank top and little panties.

Jodi stepped up to the loft with towel in hand. The bathroom door was cracked, and she could see Alder leaning on the sink, pulling on his dick. Her eyes widened in momentary surprise. She had no idea she had been spied on herself, but something had obviously gotten Alder all worked up. She wondered if the whole towel incident from earlier had turned him on like this. She got a wicked grin and took off her tank top, followed by the shorts she had just donned before ascending the stairs, and finally her panties. She wrapped Alder’s fresh towel around herself and approached the door. She knocked, and it swung open.

Alder was startled. He jumped back a bit, dick still in hand, shocked and embarrassed. He had been caught. “Shit,” he thought.

“I brought your towel,” said Jodi. Alder was even more shocked at how calm Jodi was. He stood in stunned silence, attempting to conceal his dick with his hands. “Are you gonna take it?” she asked, nodding down toward the towel wrapped around her. Alder looked confused. “Take it,” repeated Jodi, once again motioning toward the towel with her head. Alder reached out with one hand. “No,” said Jodi. “Both hands.” Alder obeyed and removed his other hand from his package. Jodi eyeballed his dick as he grabbed the towel. Alder tugged between Jodi’s breasts to release the towel from her body. It seemed to fall off her in slow motion, revealing inch after inch of her perfect body. As he pulled back, he took the opportunity to brush her nipple with the back of his hand.

Jodi winked at Alder and returned to the loft. She put on the clothes she had dropped there. Alder took in every second. “Let me know if you need anything else,” she said as she headed toward the stairs.

“I need help,” said Alder without hesitation.

“Help with what?” asked Jodi, knowing what he meant.

“Finish me off,” said Alder.

“You’ll have to talk to Mark about that. I don’t want to get between you two,” replied Jodi. “Get ready. I’ll meet you downstairs in a few.” With that, Jodi left Alder in agony.

Alder went about his shower with an erection he could not get rid of. He only wanted Jodi to get him off. He mentally wasn’t able to do it himself at this point. He put on a fresh set of clothes, tucking his dick down his pant leg to avoid embarrassment. Jodi was waiting for him in the living room wearing a black off-the-shoulder mini-dress and knee-high boots. “Ready?” she asked. Alder just nodded and followed her out the door.

Mark sat with Melinda in a corner booth. Melinda waved at Jodi as she entered with Alder. The place was just starting to fill up. Generally, Lannigan’s was a popular spot any night of the week. Mark jumped up and gave Alder a hug. He introduced Melinda and Alder to each other before returning to his seat. Jodi scooted in beside Melinda, Alder beside Mark. Jodi soon pulled Melinda up to dance. “Let’s leave these two to chit chat,” she said.

Seconds later, Alder turned to Mark. “Can I fuck Jodi?” he asked.

“Where’d that come from?” asked Mark.

“Long story short: I accidentally saw her naked at the house earlier, and now I can’t think about anything else,” said Alder, fudging the truth a bit.

“How’d that happen?” asked Mark a bit stunned.

“She had a towel on after her shower, and it fell, and it doesn’t matter. I really just want to fuck her. Can I?” begged Alder.

“Dude, that’s a bit forward of you. ‘Can I fuck your girlfriend?’” Mark toyed with Alder. He really had no problem with the idea. He enjoyed the power he had over Jodi. He paused a moment. “You know, she’ll do anything I tell her to, right?”

“No way,” said Alder. “Sweet little Jodi?”

“Man, you don’t even know. She’s changed a lot. Watch.” Mark waved Jodi back to the booth from the dance floor. “Show us your tits,” he demanded. Without hesitation, Jodi pulled the top of her dress down to reveal her boobs. Alder was amazed. A couple of guys in a nearby booth made a few catcalls and clapped. “Ok that’s enough,” said Mark. Jodi covered herself. Alder sat in disbelief. “Need more proof?” asked Mark. “Go give that guy that just whistled at you a lap dance,” he said to Jodi.

Jodi went into the next booth and straddled the strange man. She ground up and down on the man’s dick until she could feel his hard-on. She pulled his head into her chest, smothering him with her boobs. As she danced, she slowly tugged her dress down to reveal her tits once again. She force-fed one of her nipples into the man’s mouth as she writhed vigorously on his cock. She pulled away and lifted the hem of her dress to show him that she had no panties on. The man came in his pants, quickly jumped out from under her, and ran to the bathroom. Jodi fixed herself up and returned to Mark.

“So,” said Mark to Alder, “what do you want her to do exactly?” Alder was obviously thinking hard. “Jodi, whatever he tells you to do while he is in town, you do it, okay?”

“Got it,” said Jodi.

Alder finally spoke up. “Sit down. I want to watch you cum.”

Jodi scooted across Alder’s lap to sit between him and Mark. She lifted up her dress so that her bare ass was sitting on the leather cushion. She threw one leg over each man’s knee. The club was crowded and dark. You would have to be intentionally looking for this kind of behavior to see it. Jodi licked her fingers before placing them oh her exposed cunt. She rubbed slowly at first, closing her eyes and holding her breast with the other hand. The intensity gradually increased. Jodi’s face began turning red as she abused her pussy. She came in a rolling orgasm that caused her body to move in a wave-like motion.

“I want to play too,” said Melinda from across the table.

“Ok, get down there and eat her out,” said Alder.

Melinda smiled eagerly and crawled under the table. She began nibbling on Jodi’s shaved pussy. She licked and fingered and slapped until Jodi came again. It never took as long for Jodi to cum the second time.

Alder was having fun, but he really needed some personal attention. Melinda and Mark were already pretty toasted having been there a lot longer, but he and Jodi were also pretty buzzed since they had started their party back at the condo. “Let’s head home,” suggested Alder. The four of them headed outside to catch a cab.

A cab pulled up. “You sit in the front,” said Alder to Jodi. Jodi complied as the other three climbed in the back. Mark told the driver the address, and they pulled away. “Give me your dress, Jodi,” said Alder.

“I got the address, already,” said the foreign cab driver, not quite understanding.

“No, man, I asked for her dress, her DRESS,” explained Alder a bit drunkenly.

“Ohhh. What? Why you need her dress for?” asked the cab driver. By this time, Jodi had already begun taking off her dress. She slipped it down past her boobs, shimmied it over her hips, and pulled it over her feet. She tossed it into the back seat. The cab driver looked over with a smile. “Ohhhh,” he said. “Now I get it. You guys are the freaks types, eh? It’s good, I like the porn.”

Jodi rode home wearing nothing but boots and jewelry, including a diamond necklace, earrings, bracelets, and belly chain. The cab driver was given free reign to play with her body as he drove. He would squeeze her boobs and finger her cunt, but mostly he liked to just trace the curves of her body. Jodi even leaned to the side so that the driver could get a good handful of ass.

When they arrived, Alder gave Jodi his sport coat to cover herself (as much as a sport coat could) so she could get upstairs relatively clothed. The doorman smiled as the group passed, always pleased to see Miss Jodi, particularly in this state. Once inside the elevator, Alder stripped his coat off Jodi, looked her in the face and said, “Fuck me!” He quickly stripped his pants off and turned Jodi away from him. Jodi braced herself against the elevator doors as Alder rammed his dick into her wet pussy. Mark and Melinda fondled each other in the corner as they watched. The doors opened on their floor, and Jodi nearly lost her balance. Alder pushed her into the hallway. He turned her around and lifted her up against the wall beside the door to the condo. Mark fumbled for his keys as his best friend fucked his girlfriend in the hallway. Mark and Melinda entered the condo, but it took a moment before Alder and Jodi followed. They were so caught up in the moment that that hadn’t realized where they were.

Safe within the confines of the condo, Alder continued his hammering of Jodi’s pussy by laying her on the overstuffed couch. Jodi fingered herself from the front simultaneously. Alder was having trouble finishing and was getting visibly frustrated. He pulled out of Jodi’s cunt and cursed something in German as he paced back in forth in front of the couch. He obviously needed something more.

Melinda looked up from the blowjob she was now giving Mark to see what the problem was. “Why don’t you guys try fingercuffing her?” she suggested. Alder’s eyes widened. He ordered Jodi onto all fours on the floor. Jodi complied. Alder put his dick in her mouth, and Mark entered her pussy. Melinda crawled beneath Jodi, wrapping her legs around Jodi’s waist while she sucked on her tits.

“Switch,” said Alder. Mark and Alder switched ends. Jodi now sucked Mark while Alder fucked her. Melinda repositioned her head at Jodi’s pussy where Alder was pounding her. She licked Alder’s shaft as he went in and out of Jodi’s soaking wet cunt, fondling his balls at the same time. Finally, Alder exploded inside Jodi. He almost doubled over from the expelled energy, grunting and moaning like a madman. Jodi pushed back as much as she could so that Alder could get his dick all the way in for these final thrusts. Alder finally collapsed on her back, hugging her, caressing her tits beneath as Jodi finished up Mark’s blowjob. Melinda returned her attention to Mark’s shaft and balls now. Mark delivered his load into Jodi’s mouth with only a fraction of the endgame that Alder had yet enough to make Jodi almost choke. Melinda French-kissed Jodi as she swallowed the rest of Mark’s semen.

Mark collapsed in a chair while Alder remained inside Jodi. Meanwhile, Melinda had positioned her own pussy at Jodi’s face so that Jodi could eat her out. It was only fair that Melinda get an orgasm too. After Melinda came, Jodi slowly removed herself from under Alder, laid him against the couch for his own support, and began softly cleaning off his dick with her mouth. “Sleep with me in the loft tonight,” said Alder. Jodi nodded.

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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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Mark turned off the TV and looked at Jodi who was curled up at the other end of the couch. She had been in and out of sleep since about half-way through the movie. “Jodi?” he whispered. “Come on. Let’s get you in the bed.”

Jodi moaned and gave a puppyish whimper as she groggily sat up. “What time is it?” she asked, blinking her eyes.

“It’s only 10. That year of constant studying must be catching up with you,” commented Mark. “And it’s apparently rubbing off on me coz I’m exhausted.”

Jodi stood up in a stretch. Her toned belly peeked out beneath her shirt. Mark gave it a gentle playful poke as he passed by her. Jodi retracted her arms with a quick laugh. She smacked Mark’s ass in revenge. “I’m gonna get a glass of water and take a quick shower,” she said. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

As Mark went into the bedroom, stripped to his boxers, and crawled in the bed, Jodi filled up a glass of water in the kitchen. She gulped it down, smacked her lips, and put the empty glass in the sink. She took a moment to look around the dimly lit condo. Mark had gotten the perfect place for them. It made her smile to know how much he must love her. She scurried to the bedroom and leaned in. “Mark?” she said. He didn’t answer. He was already asleep. She smiled again.

Jodi removed her clothes and threw them at the foot of the bed. As she started toward the bathroom, there was a knock at the door. “Who could that be?” she thought. She grabbed her silver satin nightgown and threw it around her as she walked toward the front door, closing the bedroom door behind her so as not to disturb Mark.

Jodi looked through the peephole. There was an older man outside, apparently also in his night clothes, a robe that made him look like a Hugh Hefner wannabe, but only in his 50s, nowhere near as ancient as Hef. She opened the door and quietly asked, “Can I help you?”

The old man was taken aback at the site of Jodi in her sexy nightgown. It was semi-sheer, and the moonlight from the large living room window showed off her silhouette beneath it. “Oh? Hi. Jodi, right?” he stammered.

“Yes?” responded Jodi.

“I’m Dr. Griffin. I live right next door,” he continued. “I apologize for coming by so late, but I need something from you.”

Jodi’s mind immediately started putting the pieces together. “You’re a doctor?” she asked.

“Well, yes,” said Dr. Griffin, smiling.

Jodi recalled what Dr. McKay had said to her the night of her induction into the secret society. She owed the group of elite doctors four fucks. However, she had no idea she would end up living right next-door to one of them. Dr. Griffin had come to collect, and no time could have been more inopportune than this. Mark was asleep in the other room, and she absolutely did not want him to find out about her marathon fuck. “We have to be quiet,” she said. “My boyfriend is asleep in the bedroom.” Jodi opened the door wider to let Dr. Griffin in.

“Oh, yes, certainly,” whispered Dr. Griffin as he stepped into the condo.

Jodi closed the door behind him as he stood just inside the entryway. “Follow me,” she said, leading him up the staircase to the loft. Dr. Griffin followed. As Jodi walked, her semi-sheer nightgown hugged her curves, still strongly illuminated by the moonlight. The duo tiptoed up to the loft. “Have a seat on the sofa,” she said.

“Oh, there’s no need,” began Dr. Griffin. “This won’t take long, and then I’ll be on my way. The wife’s waiting.”

“Suit yourself,” said Jodi. She pulled the front of her robe slowly to the side to reveal her right breast. Dr. Griffin’s eyes widened. With her other hand Jodi stroked her exposed nipple. Her skin looked like cream in this light. She took Dr. Griffin’s hand and placed it on her breast. His hand shook relentlessly from the excitement. “Suck it,” she said.

“Hm?” stuttered Dr. Griffin.

“Suck it. Then we’ll continue,” explained Jodi. Dr. Griffin cupped Jodi’s boob with both hands, leaned in, and put her hardening nipple into his mouth. Jodi held the back of his head as he suckled. “Good boy,” she said. She undid the sash around her waist, pulled the gown open and dropped it to the floor. Dr. Griffin stood erect at the site of Jodi’s wonderfully young, naked body. “You sure you don’t want to take a seat?” asked Jodi, teasingly.

“I think I should,” said Dr. Griffin, visibly shaking, almost too much to stand. He took a seat on the leather sofa.

Jodi knelt at Dr. Griffin’s feet. She untied his robe and opened it gently. She repressed a laugh as she noticed his tighty-whities. “Let’s take those off,” she suggested. She grabbed the waistline and began to shimmy them down.

Dr.Griffin grabbed her hands. “Wait!” he said, rather loudly.

“Shhhh!” Jodi snapped. “You’ll wake Mark up!” she reminded. “Don’t be scared. I’ll take good care of you. Leave everything to me.” Dr. Griffin released his grip and raised his ass off the couch so Jodi could remove his underwear. His cock was about average, perhaps even big for a man his age. It had an obvious curve to it from all those years of wearing tighty-whities she assumed. Jodi looked him in the eyes, smiled, then leaned in to lube it up with her mouth. Dr. Griffin watched Jodi’s head bob up and down on his cock, glancing often at her naked ass. Her body was such a wonderful site, so much more enjoyable to look at than his decrepit wife. Jodi removed her mouth from the old man’s cock. It was the first old cock she’d ever had in her mouth, but tonight would be the second time it had been in her pussy. Judging by the size of his cock, she figured Dr. Griffin was around number 8 or 9 in line at the marathon fuck. She’d know better once it was inside her. Jodi crawled onto the couch, allowing Dr. Griffin’s cock to slide between her massive tits until she was straddling him. She teased him a bit, lowering her pussy to the head of his cock, then jerking it back up. She did this a couple of times before standing. Her pussy was now in Dr. Griffin’s face. “Lick it,” she said. Dr. Griffin stuck out his tongue, nervously grabbed Jodi’s ass cheeks with both hands, and pulled her pussy into his face. She tasted so wonderful. It had been so many years since he had been with a woman like this. Jodi pulled his hands off her ass and returned to her kneeling position, hovering over his awaiting cock. “Ready?” she asked. Dr. Griffin nodded silently. Jodi grabbed his cock beneath her and lowered her pussy onto it. It slid in easily. She put her hands behind his head, squeezing her boobs together with her elbows as she started to move slowly up and down on his shaft. Dr. Griffin’s eyes wandered from Jodi’s eyes to her mouth to her tits to her grinding pussy and back again. He was taking it all in. Jodi continued to stare into his eyes as she hastened her pace. Dr. Griffin reached behind her with both hands and traced the crack of her ass with his fingers. As if testing his limits, he allowed his index finger to come to rest on her asshole. He looked at Jodi as if asking permission. Jodi nodded. With that, Dr. Griffin plunged his finger into Jodi’s asshole. Jodi suppressed a moan by covering her mouth with one hand. She clenched her teeth and began to buck wildly on Dr. Griffin’s cock. Meanwhile, the good doctor probed her ass, an activity he’d wanted to perform for the longest time in his life. From the look on Dr. Griffin’s face, Jodi knew he was about to cum. She grabbed her left breast with her left hand and pulled his face into it with her right. “It’s almost over. If you like to suck tit, you’d better do it now,” she said. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, sucking her boob so much it hurt. He let loose a muffled moan as he shot his load inside Jodi’s pussy. His body shook wildly. When Jodi was certain he was finished, she pulled herself off of him, put her hand between her legs to catch the cum, and trotted into the loft bathroom. She cleaned up, dampened a towel, and returned to the sofa. She knelt again and wiped Dr. Griffin’s cock clean with the towel. Jodi stood and turned away from him. “Now kiss my back like a good boy,” she said. The doctor did as he was asked.

Jodi redressed in her nightgown as Dr. Griffin pulled up his underwear and retied his robe. Jodi led him back down to the front door. He stood looking at her in the hall. “That was amazing,” he said. “I haven’t experienced anything like that in over 30 years.”

“I aim to please,” said Jodi. “I just have one question,” she began. “Which number were you? I was guessing 8 or 9, but neither seemed right.”

Dr. Griffin squinted at Jodi in confusion. “Which number?” he asked.

“Yeah, of the 15 I mean,” said Jodi.

“What are you talking about?” asked Dr. Griffin.

Jodi’s mouth started to hang agape. “You don’t belong to the club?” she said slowly, dreading but somewhat already knowing the answer.

“What club?” he asked, still quite confused.

“Why did you come here tonight?” asked Jodi, attempting to clear up the confusion.

“I had lent Mark a book of mine, and I was wanting it back. I like to read as I fall asleep,” he explained. “But, thanks to you, I’m pretty well spent for the night. I really appreciate it.”

Jodi was mortified. There was dead silence. Dr. Griffin was curious as to what Jodi was talking about, but he was too afraid to ask. Jodi was just too embarrassed to say anything at all. After what seemed an eternity, Dr. Griffin broke the silence. “Good night,” he said and walked away.

Jodi stood paralyzed a bit longer before stepping back inside the condo and shutting the door. She rested her back against the wall and slumped to the ground, her mouth still hanging open. She had just fucked her neighbor, her old married neighbor. It was one hell of a way to say hello. She wondered how awkward it was going to be to see him around the building, or even worse his wife!

Jodi eventually pulled herself into the shower. She really needed it now more than ever. As the hot water poured over her from the rain shower head, she thought about the events that had brought her to this point in her life. What was she doing? Where was she heading? How could she be making mistakes like this? She turned off the water, toweled off, and returned to the bedroom. She crawled naked into the sheets beside Mark. She threw one arm over him and held him tight as she struggled to fall asleep. Her secret life had just caused her to fuck Mark’s next-door neighbor right over Mark’s head as he slept. She would have to make it up to him.

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Exam week came and went. Jodi sighed in relief knowing her study marathons had temporarily subsided once more. She realized that she had been neglecting her physique for a while now and vowed to hit the gym before it closed. Mark called.

“Hello?” answered Jodi.

“Hey there,” replied Mark. “How were exams?”

“Fine,” said Jodi. “I was just getting ready to go to the gym and work out some stress.”

“That sound like a good idea,” said Mark. “So, today I’m going to let you think of something to do for me.”

“Like what?” asked Jodi.

“Like whatever,” said Mark. “I want you to do something you think I would like for you to do, then tell me all about it afterward. I want all the details.”

Jodi couldn’t think of anything right away, but she promised she would do her best. She packed a small bag with some gym clothes and a bathing suit in case she wanted to make a few laps in the pool. She then hung up the phone and took off across campus to the gym.

It wasn’t a large gym, but there was enough equipment to go around. Jodi changed into her sports bra and running shorts in the locker room before hitting the treadmill. She listened to her iPod as she ran 4 miles. She was in the zone and didn’t really notice the guys that kept leering at her, nor did she really care. It happened all the time when she used to be a regular at the gym back home. It was nothing new. As she got off the treadmill she bumped into Aaron, the ex-marine she had met at the bowling alley.

“I’m sorry!” said Jodi.

“Oh it’s no problem,” responded Aaron. “I don’t mind being bumped into by pretty girls,” he said with a friendly smile.

“Aww, that’s so nice,” said Jodi. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“I was just about to hit the weights,” said Aaron. “Care to join me?”

“Sure,” said Jodi, “but don’t expect me to lift what you’re gonna lift. I’ll definitely need some help even with the tiny weights.” She laughed a little, not giving herself enough credit for her weightlifting abilities.

Aaron and Jodi started on the incline press machine. First, Aaron did his set before lowering the weight for Jodi. The design of the machine caused her breasts to jut out as she laid her back flat against the seat. Jodi began her repetitions, breathing out deeply on each push and breathing in as she retracted her arms. With each breath, her breasts heaved beneath her sports bra. It was a gorgeous site. Aaron was enjoying it. They finished up 3 sets a piece before grabbing a bench and some dumbbells. Aaron showed Jodi how to put one hand and knee on the bench with the other foot on the floor and lift the dumbbell with her free arm to work her back muscles. As Jodi crawled on the bench, heads turned. Her tight ass was in the air with her cleavage visible in the mirror. No man could look at her and not think about fucking her doggie-style. The two continued moving from exercise to exercise. There were none that Jodi didn’t look sexy doing.

They finished up, but Jodi wanted to try out the leg adduction/abduction machine. Aaron watch as Jodi sat in the seat, spreading her legs in a v-shape to mount the padded extensions. She set the weight to a comfortable level and began squeezing her legs in a scissor motion. Aaron moved around to get a better view. Jodi now thought of something she could do for Mark. As she continued the exercise, Jodi looked straight in Aaron’s eyes, opened her mouth a tiny bit, and licked her lips. Aaron wondered if he had just imagined it. His mind was wandering so much watching Jodi spread and close her legs over and over again that he couldn’t be sure. When she was finished, Jodi stood up and said, “How about we hit the steamroom?”

“I never finish a workout without it,” said Aaron.

“Awesome. I’m gonna go put my bathing suit on and I’ll meet you there,” said Jodi. She walked toward the locker room as Aaron watched her ass sway. Jodi changed into her black bikini, wrapped a towel around her, and walked back out to the steamroom. Aaron was waiting for her just outside. They entered the steamroom together. A couple of other guys were already in there.

Jodi climbed up on a high seat and put her towel down, revealing her bikini-clad body. Even through the steam, the guys could tell she was fine. It was a tiny string bikini with triangle cups and a v-cut bottom. Jodi sat down, and Aaron sat beside her. The heat was relaxing. Jodi sat with her knees together, resting with her hands on the bench on either side of her. The two guys across from them were carrying on a conversation about their exams. Jodi turned to Aaron. “Could you do me a favor?” she asked. “Could you rub my feet a little. They are killing me.”

“Sure,” said Aaron.

Jodi swung her legs up into Aaron’s lap and scooted back a bit on the bench before lying flat on her back. Aaron took her left foot in hand and gave it a massage. “That feels great,” said Jodi. The two men continued their conversation. Aaron switched feet. Jodi asked, “Could you do my legs too? It’s been a while since I’ve worked out, and I don’t want to get shin splints.” Aaron obliged, refocusing his efforts on Jodi’s lower calf. Jodi closed her eyes and arched her back, letting loose a few subtle moans. Jodi glanced across at the two men and subtly tugged at her top just a tad, barely revealing her right nipple. No one noticed. “Higher,” said Jodi. Aaron moved to her thighs. He was getting a hard-on. Jodi could feel it hit her leg. Aaron took the liberty of moving way up Jodi’s leg and toward the inner side, very near her pussy. Jodi did not stop him. She now pulled her top completely off her right breast and began massaging it with her left hand. The two men had now stopped talking and were squinting through the steam to see what was going on. Jodi tweaked her nipple as Aaron massaged her inner thigh. All three men in the steamroom now had raging erections. Feigning embarrassment, Jodi opened her eyes, looked around, sat up quickly and covered her breast with her bikini. “Sorry,” she said with a giggle. “I got carried away.”

All three men responded in unison, “No problem.”

“Well I am super sweaty now,” said Jodi. “I need a shower.” Jodi hopped down, grabbed her towel, and headed back to the locker room. The men stayed behind waiting for their dicks to soften to avoid embarrassment when standing up. When Jodi reached the showers, there was a sign indicating that the women’s showers were being remodeled and were temporarily closed. She returned to the steamroom just as the men were exiting. “Guys,” she said, “the women’s showers are broken, can you guard me while I take a shower in the guys’ locker room?” They, of course, did not object.

The four walked into the men’s locker room. Jodi hopped into the first shower. There were no curtains. The three men kept watch with their backs turned while Jodi started the water. Aaron and one of the other guys could see Jodi in a mirror. She reached behind her and untied her top, dropping it to the floor. She then pulled her bottoms down and stepped under the water. Jodi made eye contact with both Aaron and the other guy in the mirror. She knew they could see her. Each man swallowed hard, resisting the urge to turn around. Finally, they could resist no longer. Both of them turned and approached the shower. The third man was further out in the locker room and had no clue. Jodi stared at Aaron and the other man as their eyes wandered all over her wet body from head to toe and back again. “Who wants to soap me up?” she asked.

The guys shed their clothes and stepped into the shower. Aaron pumped some soap out of the dispenser and began applying to Jodi’s shoulders as she faced the other man. Aaron’s dick was spearing Jodi’s ass as his hands moved slowly down her back and sides. He reached under her arms and soaped up her breasts, spending extra time there before again moving down to her stomach and then her ass. In the meantime, the other guy just watched, not knowing what to do or if he should even be there. Jodi pulled him closer and sandwiched his dick between their bellies, pressing her tits into his chest. Jodi sunk to her knees. She took each dick in hand and began stroking them. She looked up at the two men seductively as she put Aaron’s cock in her mouth. She then moved to the other man’s cock. She continued jacking and blowing each man on her knees in the shower. Jodi then stood up and pushed each man against opposite sides of the shower. She bent over and put Aaron’s dick in her mouth, inviting the other man to enter her pussy. He nervously approached her from behind and stuck his cock deep inside her. Jodi deep-throated Aaron’s cock as the other man fucked her from behind. Before anyone came, she switched directions, allowing Aaron to fuck her while she sucked the other man off. She felt this was a better fit. Aaron’s dick was bigger, so it felt better inside her pussy. The smaller cock fit better in her mouth. She went to work sucking vigorously and pounding her hips backwards into Aaron’s forward thrust. As the shower continued to soak the trio, Jodi felt an orgasm coming on. She arched her back so much that Aaron had to stand on his toes to stay inside her. All three were in rhythm, and all three came together. Jodi rocked her body as the sensation overwhelmed her. Aaron came deep inside her cunt, and the other man coated her throat with his warm load. Jodi lapped up the cum as it continued to spray, not wanting any to escape her mouth. When everyone had finished eking out every second of pleasure from their respective orgasms, Jodi took her mouth off the man’s cock and stood up straight. Aaron’s dick slipped out of her pussy as she did. The men stepped out of the shower to allow Jodi to clean up. When she was finished, she turned off the water, toweled off, and redressed in her bikini. The men also redressed and escorted her out of the locker room.

As they passed the third man who had been keeping guard at the exit, he wondered why they were all wet. He got a sneaking suspicion that he had been left out of something, but he was too modest to ask what happened. Jodi returned to her locker room, changed into her street clothes, and left the gym.

When she got home, Jodi called Mark and told him all about her evening. He jacked off while she retold the story. The idea of fucking someone she barely knew while blowing someone she absolutely did not know in the men’s locker room shower was definitely something he considered hot. He just wished he had been there himself to get a piece of the action.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Since Jodi found her tutor so late in the semester, she didn’t have time to schedule any more study sessions with Donald before her first-block exams. Fortunately, Donald was such a good tutor that she was able to pass the Gross exam and practical with only that one session and 8 hours of cramming. (Her usual study time was about 16 hours in any given day.) She plowed through exam week with as much strength as she could muster. After it was over, she fell asleep for 15 hours straight.

Jodi emerged from her room a walking zombie. She needed a shower. She closed the bathroom door behind her, started the water, and took a piss while it warmed up. She removed her duckie pajamas and stepped in. After washing her hair, she soaped up her legs and pussy for a quick shave. She liked to stay completely shaved. It was just more comfortable to her. As she finished up, the door flew open, and Melinda threw the shower curtain back. “I sucked his dick!” said Melinda excitedly.

“What? Who?” said Jodi puzzled.

“Dante! The guy I’ve been trying to hook up with. He stayed over last night and I sucked his dick and he ate me out! I just had to tell someone,” Melinda explained.

“Oh, that’s great Melinda,” said Jodi, completely used to Melinda seeing her goods by this point.

Melinda glanced down at Jodi’s pussy. “You shave everything?” asked Melinda.

“Yeah,” said Jodi matter-of-factly.

“I should try that,” said Melinda. She closed the door behind her as she left.

Jodi finished her shower and returned to her room to get dressed. She put on a black thong, some extremely low rise jeans, and a grey, low-cut rockstar shirt with no bra. She went to the kitchen to make a sandwich. Melinda stopped her in the common room. “Don’t eat. We’re going out,” said Melinda.

“Who’s we?” asked Jodi.

“Me, Dante, Connor, and you,” said Melinda.

“Connor? Connor Douglas??” inquired Jodi. “I don’t think I should.”

“Come on, you have to!” whined Melinda. “I promised them you’d come. Dante had promised Connor he’d hang out with him tonight, but I wanted to hang out with Dante, so we worked it out so you would come too and it would be like a double date, only not really a date for you and Connor if you don’t want it to be.”

Jodi didn’t really want it to be. This was the same Connor who had seen her completely naked on her first night in town. She had seen him around here and there but never really spoken to him and vice versa. “Why would you promise that?” she demanded from Melinda.

“Coz I didn’t think you’d mind. Please??” begged Melinda.

Jodi thought about it logically. She was hungry. She’d been inside for over 15 hours straight. She needed to get out. “Fine,” she said, just as there was a knock on the door. Melinda opened it. There were Dante and Connor.

“Just in time!” exclaimed Melinda. “Come on, Jodi.” They all left the dorm.

The group ended up at a local Chinese joint for dinner, one of Jodi’s favorite spots. It was a nice relaxing meal without incident. Connor never once brought up the first time he and Jodi had met, which was a relief. She thought he was a handsome guy, confident in himself but not cocky, and really easy to talk to.

After dinner, they headed to Lannigan’s for some drinks and dancing. There were many med students already there when they arrived. Jodi soon had mixed drink after mixed drink in hand. She was dancing up a storm with anyone and everyone, having a great time. She pulled Connor out on the dance floor with “fuck me” eyes and began to bump and grind to Usher’s “Yeah.” The two danced with no space between them for three or four songs. Jodi grabbed Connor’s left hand and put it up underneath her shirt on her right breast as they swayed to and fro. She pulled his head close and kissed him deeply. He didn’t resist. She grabbed his crotch and started to rub it. Then she stepped back suddenly and led him by the hand out into the back alley. There was no one around. She pushed him against the brick wall, lifted his shirt and started kissing his chest and stomach as she slowly fell to her knees. As she looked him in the eyes and smiled she unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly, and pulled his cock out of his boxers. She stroked it a few times before putting it in her mouth. She bobbed back and forth on his large dick, holding the root of it with her right hand. She caressed his balls with her left. Connor was loving it. Jodi paused momentarily to take off her shirt. She then went back to work milking Connor’s balls and sucking his dick. She deep-throated the massive cock a few times, which made Connor moan. A drunk man stumbled out the door looking for the bathroom but stuck around when he saw what was going on. Jodi kept pumping Connor’s cock as he moaned more and more. Suddenly, Connor exploded into Jodi’s mouth. Cum sprayed down the back of Jodi’s throat, coating it with a sticky film. Jodi kept sucking until every drop had sprayed. She swallowed, licked his dick clean, and swallowed again. The spectator applauded and cheered. She smacked Connor’s penis one good time with her open hand, put on her shirt, and went back inside the bar.

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Jodi pulled her long red hair back in a ponytail and kissed Mark one last time before rolling up her window and driving away. She waved vigorously and blew him kisses, not wanting the moment to end. Mark returned the almost comical waving while fighting back tears as he watched his girlfriend of over 5 years leave for medical school over 300 miles away. There wouldn’t be much contact for a while. They both knew this. It would be hard, but Mark couldn’t leave his job just yet, and Jodi obviously couldn’t turn down her chance to become a doctor.

Jodi arrived in the big city both excited and scared. It was a large town, much larger than home, and she didn’t know what it would be like to live in a dorm again. Would she like her roommates? Would she like her classmates? Was med school going to be just too much for her to handle? She choked all her apprehensions down as she lugged her essentials up the stairs to her home for the next two semesters.

None of her roommates were around but she could tell some had moved in. She’d be sharing a bathroom with one of them as there were two bathrooms for four girls. She finished unloading her stuff into her tiny catacomb of a room and got ready to take a quick shower and freshen up. It had been a long day.

She fastened her clear shower curtain to the rings on the rail. It was nothing special, just a liner really, but it was cheap and would do the job just fine. She closed the door and silently cursed the fact that it had no lock before beginning to disrobe. She turned on the water. It took quite a few minutes for it to heat up enough to actually get in. The warm, massaging sensation of the high-pressure shower immediately relaxed her. She washed her hair before soaping up her beautiful mid-20s body. As she ran her hands over herself she paused a few times to lightly caress her nipples, just for a quick pick-me-up. She closed her eyes and thought about how Mark loved to play with her in the shower. Before she knew it, she had unconsciously dropped her hand between her legs and was gently rubbing her completely shaved pussy. What better way to unwind than to release a little tension with an orgasm? She imagined Mark holding her up and fucking her against the shower wall. She pinched her right nipple with her left hand while she vigorously rubbed the folds around her clit. She came in no time. It felt great.

Jodi turned off the shower and stepped out onto the bath mat. She heard voices in the common room outside. Her roommates had returned from dinner she supposed. It was then that she realized she had left her towel on her bed. This wouldn’t have been a problem except that she had to pass through a short hall that opened up to the common room to get to her bedroom at the end. She looked at her dirty clothes on the floor and thought for a second that she might put them on over her wet body, but after one sniff, she realized she would have to take a second shower if she got back in those things. She stood there naked and wet, wishing the people outside would go away.

A few minutes passed, the voices died down, and Jodi heard a couple of doors shut. She couldn’t hear well enough to understand what they were saying before, but it now sounded like everyone had returned to their own rooms. She peaked out the door, saw no one, and began to sneak quietly into the hall. As she neared her room, she got the eerie sensation that someone was watching her. She turned around slowly and saw a guy standing in the doorway of the room at the opposite end of the hall getting an eyeful. She let loose a tiny yelp and instinctively covered her breasts with one arm and her pussy with the other as she leapt into her room and shut the door.

Her pulse was racing. “Did he see anything?” she wondered. She convinced herself he hadn’t; though she knew she was just in denial. She toweled off and blow-dried her hair, hoping if she spent enough time closed in her room, the incident would somehow cosmically erase itself. She put on her thong, bra, jeans, and a t-shirt, took a deep breath and stepped outside.

There were three girls and the peeper out in the common room. She boldly stepped up to introduce herself. No one seemed to be acting awkwardly. “Hi, I’m Jodi,” she said as matter-of-factly as possible.

“Hi there, I’m Melinda,” replied the short cute girl of about 22. She was by no means as hot as Jodi, but she was definitely good-looking with a spunky attitude. “And this is my friend I just met today, Connor.” She gestured toward the guy, who had a crooked grin on his face.

“Yeah we’ve met,” said Jodi with a bit of a laugh.

“Right, over there, right?” He pointed toward the bathroom door. No one let on that they knew anything about the incident. Apparently, Connor had not told anyone.

“Yes, that was there, right there. Yep,” Jodi said nervously.

“I’m Lisa.” A hand was thrust in Jodi’s direction with such emphasis she thought she was about to get punched. “Nice to meetcha! What church do you go to?” This girl had a lot going for her looks-wise: long blonde hair, a healthy bust, and an ass to die for. It now shocked Jodi that she was obviously a God-freak. Jodi shook her hand.

“Oh,” began Jodi, “that’s not something I’m into really.” The hand-shaking continued in an uncomfortable silence.

“Hi, I’m Carmen,” said the tall dark Latina, interrupting the chilling pause that often occurs when Christians forget if they are allowed to talk to non-Christians. She was the fourth and final roommate.

Jodi quickly responded, letting go of Lisa’s hand. “Very nice to meet you.”

“Well guys, I’m going to head back to my apartment,” said Connor. “I have a lot of unpacking still to do. Have fun at the party.”

“You’re going to a party?” asked Jodi.

“Yeah, you should come. It’s at the Rho Iota house,” sparked Melinda.

“Nice meeting you Jodi,” said Connor as he walked out the front door. “Hope to see more of you soon.” He winked.

“Um, yeah, bye,” responded Jodi. She paused a moment. “So, let me put on something a little more going-outty and we can take off.” With that she headed back to her room. At the top of her suitcase was a sweater she’d wanted to wear for a while. It was a fuzzy white number with a low scoop neck that showed off her cleavage and had a keyhole that went equally as low in the back. She didn’t want her bra to show through the keyhole so she removed it along with her t-shirt and donned the sweater. After a once-over in the mirror, she grabbed her purse and returned to the common room. Melinda’s eyes grew huge at the site of Jodi’s wardrobe.

“That looks great!” she said with awe. She walked over to Jodi and grabbed the scoop neck right between her breasts, pulled outward, and looked straight down Jodi’s top. She was shocked to see that Jodi wasn’t wearing a bra, quickly pulled her hand away, clasped it to her mouth and let loose a muffled, “Oh God I’m sorry! I didn’t know you weren’t wearing a bra!” Jodi was a bit stunned. This was the second stranger in one day who had seen her tits. “I do that all the time with my girlfriends,” Melinda tried to explain.

“Um, ok,” Jodi mustered a bit incredulously.

“Well, since I’ve seen them already, can I see them?” asked Melinda with logic that could not be denied.

Jodi thought a second before succumbing. “Sure, what the fuck?” she said. With that she took off her sweater for all to see.

In unison, Melinda and Carmen said, “Nice!” while Lisa turned away in embarrassment.

“Wait, are those real?” asked Melinda.

“No, God doesn’t make boobs this nice. I had to buy them myself,” said Jodi. She was proud of her breasts. She had been unfortunate to be flat-chested until half-way through her undergrad studies, when she decided she just had to get some boobs or else she would just never feel as womanly as she would like. A few thousand dollars later, and she had the most perfect pair of C-cups you could imagine. “Can we go to the party now?” she asked. Jodi put her sweater back on and out the door they all went.

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