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

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

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

“Late?” asked the man in the elevator.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Getting it up?” asked Dr. McKay.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh I think I do,” said Vic.

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

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

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

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Jodi threw some hairbrushes and a compact into the cardboard box open on her stripped mattress. There were only a few more little things to pack before she would be saying goodbye to her tiny dorm room and moving in with Mark in his luxury condo. Needless to say, her roommates were incredibly jealous. She was a bit sad that she would be missing the camaraderie of such close quarters, but she was definitely glad to be leaving.

Mark entered the room panting. “Well, that’s the last of the heavy stuff,” he said.

“Can you carry this box down, please? I’m going to run down to the mail room one last time and turn in my address forwarding card,” asked Jodi cheerfully.

“Sure, babe,” said Mark.

Jodi gave Mark a quick kiss, grabbed her change of address card and bounced down to the mail room. She took one last look in her mailbox to make sure it was empty before hopping over to the service counter. No one was there, so she shouted, “Hello?”

There was some sound of movement from the back. Eventually, Argo appeared. “Well if it isn’t my favorite redhead,” he said with a wicked grin.

“Yep, I guess that’s me,” said Jodi most uninterested. “I’m moving out and wanted to turn in my address forwarding card, so here it is.” She handed the card to Argo.

Argo leaned on the counter. “You ever been with a black man?” he asked, resting on his elbow, calm and collected.

Jodi was not expecting such a question but attempted to regain control of the conversation by answering quickly, “Two in fact…in a row.”

Argo’s eyes lit up. “Well what’s keeping you from giving me a little something? I’ve been good to you all year, getting your packages and stuff.”

Jodi crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “My boyfriend is right outside,” she said.

Argo looked toward the door. “He can’t see in here. Ain’t nobody around,” he argued, still trying to be completely cool.

Jodi just stared at him with her arms crossed, casting a “go fuck yourself” glare.

Argo stood up and starting flailing his arms comically. “Awww come on! At least let me see those gorgeous titties! Give a brother a break!” He went from cool to begging in no time flat.

Jodi let loose a quick laugh. She walked toward the door, peaked out to see that the coast was clear, and returned to the counter. “Alright,” she said. “You ready?”

Argo leaned back on the counter intently. “Hells yeah,” he said. “Take it off!”

Jodi wasn’t wearing anything glamorous, just a white t-shirt over a wife-beater and some short grey shorts that she usually wore to the gym. She lifted the shirt and wife-beater. Her tits bounced out and jiggled, giving Argo a wonderful show.

Argo glared at Jodi’s perfect boobs. “Damn, girl. That shit is too hot,” he said in amazement.

Jodi covered back up. “Satisfied?” she asked, adjusting her boobs under the wife-beater.

“Course not. You know I want more,” responded Argo.

“Well you can’t have any more,” said Jodi, promptly leaving the mail room.

Jodi returned to the dorm room where Mark was talking to her roommates. He turned as she entered. “All set?” he asked.

“Yep,” said Jodi.

“Well say goodbye to everybody and we’ll head out,” said Mark.

Jodi shook Lisa’s hand, gave Carmen a hug, and then forcibly pulled Melinda close and planted a huge French kiss on her while palming her ass. Lisa left the room in disgust. “Bye,” she said after she released her hold. She smiled, spun around, and left with Mark.

As they walked down the stairs, Jodi said to Mark, “I gave the mail guy a little going away present.”

“Oh yeah?” said Mark. “How so?”

“I flashed him,” said Jodi.

“Really?” asked Mark. “And you left him like that?”

Jodi was puzzled. “Like what?” she asked.

“In that state. You can’t leave guys hanging like that. He might get blue balls,” explained Mark. He took her by the hand. “Come on,” he said, leading her toward the mail room. Jodi followed with a furrowed brow.

Mark pulled Jodi into the mail room. Argo was standing behind the counter reading something. “Did she just flash you?” asked Mark.

“Hey man, she volunteered,” said Argo holding his hands up as if to defend against an attack. “I didn’t make her do shit.”

“Well I’ve brought her back to finish what she started,” explained Mark. “What do you want her to take off?” he asked Argo.

Argo was a bit surprised. “Are you serious?” he asked.

“Come on, we’re kind of in a hurry. What do you want her to take off?” repeated Mark.

“Uh,” began Argo. “Her shirt,” he said.

“You heard the man, Jodi. Take off your shirt,” instructed Mark.

Jodi still had a grimace on her face but complied, removing the shirt as she was told.

“Can you get off to that or do you need more? What else should she take off?” asked Mark.

Argo replied, “That wife-beater. Take that off too. I want to see those tits again.” He was now getting more accustomed to the game.

Jodi removed her wife-beater, dropping it to the floor. She was now topless in the mail room in front of Argo.

Argo tested the waters without prompting. “Now take off those shorts.”

Mark turned Jodi around so that her ass faced Argo. She then pulled them down, slowly revealing her pink thong before dropping them to the floor completely and stepping out. Argo watched intently. “Might as well take that thong off too,” he said. Jodi removed her panties.

Mark turned his naked Jodi around to face Argo. “How do you want her?” he asked. “How about spread out on the counter?” he suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” said Argo.

Mark escorted Jodi to the mail counter. She slipped out of her sandals as he helped her up. He spread her legs and allowed her to lean back against him for balance. “Do what you need to get off,” said Mark, “but you can’t touch her.”

Argo dropped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a large cock like Jodi’s security guard friend Darrel had. He began to jack it as he soaked in the site of Jodi’s exposed pussy and gorgeous tits. “Finger yourself,” he said to Jodi. Jodi leaned against Mark for support as she moved one hand to her pussy. She began rubbing, slowly at first, then more vigorously. Argo’s jacking rhythm matched her increase in intensity. Argo started to reach for Jodi’s boob.

“No touching!” yelled Mark. “You touch. We leave,” he explained.

Argo withdrew his hand. “Grab her boobs,” he told Mark. Mark reached around and began massaging Jodi’s breasts, occasionally tweaking her nipples. Jodi’s head fell back instinctively with a moan. Her mouth hung open a bit. Argo looked out the door. “Oh shit, someone’s coming!” he said.

Jodi jumped behind the counter while Mark scrambled to pick up her clothes. A girl walked in to turn in her change of address form. She walked up to the counter, behind which Argo was exposed from the waist down and Jodi was completely naked. Argo got as close to the counter he could so the girl could not tell what was going on.

“Hi, I just wanted to turn this in,” said the girl, handing Argo her card.

“Thanks,” said Argo nervously, moving hardly a muscle.

“Did I fill it out right?” asked the girl.

Argo glanced at the card. “Yeah looks fine,” he said.

The girl had a few more questions. Meanwhile, Jodi took it open herself to make Argo’s conversation even more difficult. She slinked up toward his cock and began flicking it with her tongue. Mark was off to the side and could see everything going on. Jodi grabbed Argo’s balls as she teased his cock with her tongue. Mark laughed to himself at the site of Argo trying to answer this girl’s mail questions while a naked Jodi had his cock and balls under her control. The girl finally left, and Jodi stood up.

“Man I thought we was busted!” said Argo relieved.

Mark helped Jodi back onto the counter. Argo began jacking again furiously. Jodi fingered herself while Mark played with her tits. When it seemed they were both about to cum, Argo reached out and grabbed Jodi’s thigh for support.

“That’s it!” said Mark. “You touched. We’re gone.” He swiftly pulled Jodi down off the counter and returned her clothes. “Get dressed, Jodi.” Jodi put her clothes on, and the couple left, leaving Argo with his dick in hand and an inevitable case of blue balls.

As they got in the car, Jodi said to Mark, “But I was so close to cumming!”

“What’s stopping you now?” asked Mark.

Jodi dropped her shorts and thong once more to finger herself as they drove down the road. Mark tried to hit every red light. Jodi was going to town on her pussy. Plenty of other drivers could see what she was doing, and if they were lucky enough to be higher than her, they could see her pussy. A few minutes later, at a stoplight, Jodi finally came. She looked to her right and saw an old man watching her from his van. She licked her fingers as they pulled away.

Back at the mail room, Argo was regretting his need to touch Jodi. With an unattended cock and a deep feeling of anger, he picked up Jodi’s change of address card and grinned an evil grin.

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Jodi soaked in a warm tub for hours after she returned home. Not only did she feel a bit dirty in the shameful sense, she really needed a proper cleaning after the marathon of men she had just allowed to cum inside her. She reflected on the night’s events with a damp cloth over her eyes. What had she gotten herself into? What had she done to Mark? Moreover, why did getting caught make her cum so hard? Had she ruined their many years together? Oh God, what about STDs? Fortunately, she was on the pill and had no chance of getting pregnant, but STDs were another story. Her mind reeled with horrible thoughts about possible consequences. She felt like a fucking whore.

On the other hand, good things were happening. She liked the sex. As much as she hated to admit it, she really liked the sex. It was liberating. Paul had also turned off the webcam broadcast saying it was no longer necessary, which was great because Jodi was getting tired of living under 24-hour watch. Then there was this new elite group of “friends” (for lack of a better term) that she had “befriended” (i.e. marathon-fucked.) She was certain this would mean great things for her career. Summer was just around the corner, and she needed a good research position to pad her Curriculum Vitae. Her fuck-buddies would surely be able to score her the best gig.

It was all speculation. She knew that. Only time would tell what would become of her. After her water grew too cold, she stepped out of the tub, dried off, and returned to her bedroom. She collapsed naked on her bed, completely exhausted. As she dozed off she thought about how only months ago, she would have made sure to dress head-to-toe in ultra-modest pajamas and cover herself up to her ears with blankets before going to sleep, but somehow now, her nudity seemed natural to her, no longer a hang-up. It did not even bother her that her door was still cracked, and anyone could walk in for an eyeful.

Jodi woke up around noon. Thankfully it was a Saturday and she had nowhere pressing to be. She threw her pink robe around her and wandered toward the kitchen, still trying to shake the fuzz off her brain. Melinda was at the table eating a sandwich.

“Wow, someone must have had a late evening,” said Melinda almost enviously.

Jodi grunted and pawed for the coffee pot in zombie fashion. She poured herself a cup.

“Oh, this was slid under the door,” Melinda said, sliding a small envelope across the table toward Jodi. “It has your name on it, so I didn’t open it.”

Jodi sipped her coffee and sat down. She sipped again. Then, after reluctantly setting her coffee mug on the table, she picked up the envelope. She wondered whether or not she should even open it. She was curious, but then again she could not give a shit what it said inside.

“Please hurry up and open it,” began Melinda, “I’ve been dying all day to know what it is.”

With nothing but an evil glare, Jodi opened the envelope. Inside was a note that read:

Meet me at the address on the back of this card as soon as you can.

Jodi flipped over the card. She did not recognize the address. She shrugged and tossed it to Melinda.

Melinda read the note aloud as if Jodi was unaware of its meaning. As she turned the card over, she said, “Ooh, I know where this is! This is in that really snooty building…it’s a bunch of expensive renovated condos. Who’s this from?” Jodi figured she knew but shrugged her shoulders anyway. “What are you up to that I don’t know about?” asked Melinda, squinting her eyes and putting her fists on her hips.

Jodi thought a moment. “I’ll tell you if you come with me and promise to participate,” she said. She was a bit unsure why she said it. Perhaps she was feeling the need for a little control over someone else.

“Wooo, I’m in,” said Melinda wryly.

Jodi showered and dressed, choosing to wear nothing fancier or sluttier than a simple pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, complete with undergarments, a rarity for her as of late. Melinda modeled her attire after Jodi, unsure of what their plans were for the day. Of course, Melinda never wore any top that did not scoop low and show off her cleavage, so she out-slutted Jodi by default. Melinda drove since she knew where the building was. They parked at a metered spot on the street and approached the doorman. “There’s a doorman?” asked Jodi.

“Yeah these places are the shit!” exclaimed Melinda. “I’ve always wanted to see the inside!”

“May I help you?” asked the doorman, an elderly sophisticated gentleman.

“Yes, we’re visiting unit 1201,” responded Jodi.

“Ah yes! Are you Jodi then?” asked the doorman excitedly.

“Yes, I’m Jodi,” she replied.

“Please do enter, then ladies,” said the doorman, swiping his access card and opening the door.

The lobby was fantastically ornate. The renovators had left a lot of the original brick and stone of the old building, designing the architecture around that. The duo walked slowly toward the elevator in total awe of their surroundings. They entered the awaiting open doors. Jodi pressed 12.

Unit 1201 was immediately in front of them as they exited the elevator. Jodi hesitated, so Melinda did the honors of knocking. “Just a minute,” came a voice from inside. Footsteps grew closer, and the door opened. “Hi,” said Mark.

Jodi’s eyes nearly exploded. “Mark??” she exclaimed, completely bewildered.

“This is Mark?” asked Melinda. Jodi could not respond. “Hi, Mark. I’m Melinda,” she said, extended her hand.

Mark shook it. “Mark,” he replied. “Nice to meet you. Sorry, I was only expecting Jodi, but you’re more than welcome to come in too.” Mark stepped aside to allow the girls entry. Melinda bounced right in.

Jodi was still staring in shock. “What are you doing here?” she asked, beginning to move slowly toward the door.

“I live here,” said Mark. “I just closed on the place yesterday. I wanted to surprise you.”

He had succeeded. Jodi was indeed surprised. Mark invited the girls to sit on the sofa while he explained everything. He told them how he and his friend Alan, who had been working together for years trying to make the next great dotcom, had finally been bought out by a large software company. Alan moved to Europe, and Mark moved here to be with Jodi. He just could not handle the long distance relationship.

“I called you last night, hoping you would be able to come over,” began Mark, “but you sounded…busy.”

Before Jodi could respond to the pointed statement, Melinda piped in with, “Hey, wait. So you didn’t know about this, Jodi? Then, what was the big secret you were going to let me in on?”

Jodi felt completely trapped. She stammered as she tried to find the words to respond.

“I don’t know if you knew this,” said Mark to Melinda, “but Jodi has a binding agreement with me that she will be sexually adventurous and report all the details back to me. It’s been a while since the last check-in, but after what I heard last night, I bet dollars to donuts she has a story for both of us.”

“Wooo, that sounds kinky,” said Melinda. “Did you tell him about us?” she asked Jodi excitedly.

“She definitely did,” said Mark. “Now let’s hear about last night,” said Mark.

Jodi proceeded to lie, “I got finger-fucked in a cab by some guy I hooked up with at Lanningan’s.” Both Mark and Melinda were instantly turned on.

“Wow,” said Melinda. “Go, Jodi!”

“You couldn’t have called at a more perfect time,” she said to Mark. “I’ve been so busy with school for so long, it was the first chance I got to do something like that for you.”

Mark was pleased. “How about now?” he began. “Are you free now?”

“Well, yeah,” replied Jodi.

“How about you Melinda? Are you free?” asked Mark.

Melinda glowed. “Hell yeah,” she said with a wicked grin.

“Then what do you say we three christen my new crib?” Mark suggested. “How about we take turns giving orders. First, I’ll give each of you a command. Then, Jodi, you’ll give Melinda and me a command. Finally, Melinda, you get to give us a command. We’ll rotate until we’re spent. Sound like a plan?”

“I’m in!” shouted Melinda.

“Sounds great,” said Jodi, forcing a smile to hide her shame.

Mark began the game. His first orders were for Jodi to strip naked and for Melinda to suck her tit. Jodi then told Melinda to pull Mark’s cock out of his pants and jack it. Jodi told Mark to suck her free tit while Melinda was busy with his cock. Melinda paused her sucking to order Mark to finger-fuck Jodi and order Jodi to French kiss her. The trio was heating up. Mark told Jodi to strip Melinda naked. He then told Melinda to stop jacking his cock and start sucking it. Melinda leapt at the opportunity, taking Mark’s long cock deep in her mouth. At this point, Jodi was getting finger-fucked, and Mark was getting a blowjob, so Jodi ordered Mark to 69 Melinda on the couch so that Melinda could get some action too. Mark crawled beneath Melinda, who spread her slender legs to allow him access to her cunt. Mark lapped the folds of Melinda’s pussy like his life depended on it. Meanwhile, Melinda increased her vigor, bobbing up and down on Mark’s cock, her fist clenching the base. Jodi told Melinda to sit upright so Jodi could suck Mark’s cock. Melinda did as instructed, grinding her pussy into Mark’s face. Jodi took Melinda’s place blowing Mark. She tasted Melinda’s spit on his shaft. Melinda told Jodi to mount Mark’s cock and make out with her. The trio was now in a triangular shape on the oversized sofa, Mark’s cock deep inside Jodi, Jodi’s tongue deep inside Melinda’s mouth, and Melinda’s cunt dug deep into Mark’s face.

Melinda forgot to give her next order to Mark, but it did not matter at this point. The rules of the game were unimportant. Now, it was everyone’s job to get everyone else off, nothing more. The girls came almost simultaneously. Mark thrashed at Melinda’s clit until her juices flowed onto his face and Melinda bucked and moaned. Meanwhile, Jodi bucked and moaned on his dick. The girls clasped the back of each other’s head and forcibly kissed each other as they came. As the waves subsided, Melinda climbed off Mark’s face, pulled Jodi’s hair back and began kissing down her neck and chest. She pulled Jodi off Mark’s cock and forced her back over the arm of the sofa. Mark crawled out from beneath the two girls, Melinda now vehemently sucking Jodi’s tits. Melinda continued her way down Jodi’s stomach and onto her pussy. She pushed Jodi’s legs up in the air and ate at her cunt. Mark approached Melinda from behind and shoved his cock into her exposed pussy. He fucked Melinda while she ate out his girlfriend. He was very glad to finally be participating in Jodi’s new life.

Melinda stopped munching briefly to say, “Don’t cum inside me. You can’t cum inside me.”

Mark was a bit disappointed but agreed. Melinda pressed her face back into Jodi’s cunt. She tickled Jodi’s clit with her tongue while shoving everything but her thumb deep inside Jodi’s vagina. Melinda stroked Jodi inside and out. Jodi’s second orgasm was loud and satisfying. Her body shook as her head and shoulders hung over the arm of the sofa, legs flying in the air. Melinda came up for air. Jodi rested before sitting upright, taking Melinda’s hand into her mouth to lick off her own pussy juices. She then gave Melinda a deep kiss, grabbing the sides of her face. Meanwhile, Mark continued to pump in and out of Melinda’s pussy, each slap causing her ample tits to swing beneath her.

“I told you that you have to participate,” said Jodi to Melinda. “That means you have to do everything. Let him cum inside you,” she said.

“No, Jodi,” said Melinda, nearing a second orgasm. “It’s not safe.”

“Fuck safe!” said Jodi. “Don’t be a little bitch. You can’t fuck my boyfriend and not let him cum where he wants to cum!”

Melinda came as Jodi berated her. Her body shook.

Jodi grabbed Melinda’s tits hard. “He’s made you cum twice. Let him cum now!” she demanded.

Melinda agreed. “You can cum inside me, Mark.”

“Tell him you want him to cum inside you,” said Jodi.

“I want you to cum inside me, Mark,” said Melinda.

“Beg him to!” yelled Jodi.

“Please cum inside me, Mark. Please!” yelled Melinda.

With that, Mark shot his load deep inside Melinda’s pussy. He clenched her ass as he rammed his shaft balls-deep inside her. “Grab my balls!” he shouted. Melinda reached between her legs and grabbed his balls. His force increased at this sensation. Melinda whimpered as Mark shot his last few spurts inside her. When he was finished, he collapsed on her back, letting his dick soften before removing it.

Jodi rested Melinda’s face in her tits, stroking her head like a baby. “Didn’t that feel great?” she asked. “It wasn’t so bad, now was it?”

Melinda softly spoke, “No, it was great.”

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Dr. Seth McKay minimized the media player on his computer and stood up from his oversized leather office chair. He had been watching the latest Jodicam broadcast. He was particularly fond of the nights Jodi would bring one of her roommates in for a girls-only party. Tonight was no exception. “She’s amazing,” said Dr. McKay. “Great job.”

From across the desk, Paul answered, “Thanks, Dad.”

“Get her over here tonight, and then put out a call to the local members,” ordered

Dr. McKay. “It’s time for the next step.”

“Yes, sir,” responded Paul eagerly.

“Hon,” Dr. McKay now addressed his wife Linda, “Could you please get some drinks and snacks together. We’re having guests over.”

“Certainly,” said Linda as she bobbed off toward the kitchen.

Paul drove to Jodi’s dorm. On the way he made a slew of phone calls, extending invitations to the events that were about to unfold at his father’s house. He then called Jodi and instructed her to meet him outside. She was to wear only a trench coat and black underwear. For fun, he told her that she had to hold the trench coat open until he arrived. He was delighted to see her sexy body awaiting him at the curb minutes later, obediently flashing everyone who came by. As Paul stopped, Jodi covered herself and jumped in the Land Rover. “Put this on,” said Paul, handing her a blindfold. She did as she was told. “My father wants to see you,” began Paul. “He’s become quite the fan.”

“Why does he want to see me?” asked Jodi coyly.

“I’ll let him explain,” said Paul. The drive was only about 25 minutes. There was not a lot of conversation. Occasionally Paul would reach over and stroke Jodi’s leg or grab her boob, little things to maintain ownership of her body. When they arrived, Paul exited the SUV and helped Jodi down. He guided her up the stairs to Dr. McKay’s rather extravagant home. Jodi could hear a fountain gurgling behind her. The doors opened as they approached. Paul led Jodi down the main hall to Dr. McKay’s study. The door shut and locked behind them.

“You must be Jodi,” said Dr. McKay. “Paul, take off that blindfold.” Paul did so. Jodi glanced around the room. Dr. McKay stood in front of his large desk in fashionable attire. Lining the walls were a number of men, all dressed in black suits. They all wore masks. “Dr. Seth McKay,” said Dr. McKay, extending his hand.

Jodi shook it. “I’m Jodi,” she said softly.

“Don’t be so shy, Jodi,” said Dr. McKay reassuringly. “We’re all big fans of your work. There are no secrets here.” Jodi’s first thought in response to this remark was that if there were no secrets, why all the masks? She dared not say it, however, still unsure of the situation she was in. “Jodi, I’d like to help you with your career. See, everyone here is a prominent doctor in the community. We have kind of a, for lack of a better phrase, a ‘secret club.’ We try once a year to take a new medical student under our wing and groom her for her life as a doctor. We have chosen you, and tonight you are going to show your appreciation.”

“And how will I do that?” asked Jodi.

“Simple!” shouted Dr. McKay. “You just have to roll the dice.” With that Dr. McKay stepped to the side and waved his hand over his desk. On it was a pair of dice.

Jodi stepped forward in attempt to understand what he meant. “Roll the dice?” she asked.

“There are of course a few more rules than that,” explained Dr. McKay. “Rule #1: If you roll doubles, you roll again.” Jodi was still confused. “Rule #2: You keep a cumulative total of every roll.” No help there. “And Rule #3: Your cumulative total determines the number of men in this room that you have to fuck.”

Jodi’s eyes grew large. Now she understood the game. She started feeling a bit nervous. “And if I don’t want to?” she inquired.

“Well, if you don’t want to, we’ll just send you home. However, the rewards for your efforts tonight will be great. First and foremost, you will become my personal shadow at work. You’ll be able to learn everything I know about medicine. You’ll also gain the trust, not to mention the contacts, of all of these powerful men.” Dr. McKay spoke confidently and convincingly.

Jodi did not know whether to feel privileged or insulted. Ultimately, she made the decision to pick up the dice.

“Excellent,” said Dr. McKay.

Jodi shook the dice in her hand. She threw them onto the desk. She nearly gasped audibly when they showed double fours.

“That’s eight so far. Doubles means you roll again,” reminded Dr. McKay. He leaned in with a whisper, “And in case you were wondering, there’s no going back now.”

Jodi picked the dice up one more time and gave them a toss. Snake eyes. She was astonished at her run of bad luck.

“Ten and another roll,” said Dr. McKay.

Jodi feared a third roll. She considered the idea that the dice were somehow rigged. She supposed it did not matter really. She tossed them one more time. She was both relieved and overwhelmed by the result: a nine.

“For a grand total of 19,” said Dr. McKay. He turned Jodi toward the rest of the visitors. “Gentlemen,” he began. “Jodi has decided to give herself to us tonight.” He then turned toward Jodi, “Now we do have a slight problem. Jodi, including myself and my son, there are only 15 of us here. You rolled a record, actually, and we weren’t quite prepared for that. So, you’re going to owe us four fucks that any one of us will be able collect whenever we feel so inclined. Understood?” Jodi nodded her head. “Great!” exclaimed Dr. McKay. “Let’s begin, shall we?”

Linda McKay entered the room. She removed Jodi’s trench coat and positioned her in front of the desk with her palms flat on the leather top. Linda peeled Jodi’s thong off and spread her legs a little farther than shoulder width apart. She then unclasped Jodi’s bra and let it fall to the desk. Jodi now stood in black high heels, braced for what was to come. The sound of zippers dropping was deafening. A line formed behind Jodi. The first masked man stepped forward. He cordially kissed Jodi’s back before inserting himself into her pussy. Jodi bit her lip as he went in, not yet moist enough for easy access. The man started moving in and out of her slowly. As he fucked Jodi, Linda kept the next man in line at the ready by lightly jacking his cock. It took a few minutes for the first man to finish up. He blew his load inside her, kissed her back once more, then stepped aside. Linda wiped Jodi’s pussy with a damp rag before the second masked man stepped forward. He performed the same ritual, first kissing Jodi’s back, then inserting his cock into her pussy. This man was a little bigger than the last. Jodi was quite soaked now, so there was a lot less pain. The man would switch from leaning over her cupping her boobs to arching back and thrusting upward. He shot his load, kissed her back, and stepped aside. Linda once again wiped her pussy clean. This routine continued for about thirty minutes. Jodi noticed that the men were apparently lined up according to cock size as they were getting bigger each time. Some men took longer to cum than others. Number 6, to Jodi’s relief, had taken no time at all. Another ten minutes passed and Jodi was on masked man number 10. The shape and size of this cock was immediately something Jodi welcomed. He hit her g-spot almost immediately, and Jodi could not help but moan. Number 10 was the first to make Jodi orgasm. As Jodi yelped in pleasure, her cell phone rang from her trench coat pocket.

Dr. McKay retrieved the phone and raised it to Jodi’s ear. “I want you to try your best to talk to this person like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.”

Jodi bit her lip. “Hello??”

Mark was on the other end. “Hey, babe! What’re you up to?” he asked cheerfully.

Jodi’s face turned pale. She held back a pleasurable whimper. “Nothing much. Can I call you back?”

“Well if you’re not up to much, why can’t you talk to me now?” asked Mark.

“Well I’m — ” Jodi let loose an uncontrollable moan.

“What was that?” asked Mark.

“Nothing, I’m –” Jodi moaned again. This time it was because of another orgasm. Number 10 was cumming inside her at the same time. She moaned a few more times as the waves subsided. She tried to speak again but Mark had hung up. Dr. McKay closed the flip phone and sat it on the desk.

Number 10 gave Jodi a kiss and stepped aside. Linda once again wiped her clean. Jodi did not know how much more of this she could take. Now that her senses were completely aroused, her orgasms came more and more. As soon as number 11 entered her, she came. She came two more times before he finished. She came twice with numbers 12 and 13 as well. Then it was Paul’s turn.

Paul kissed Jodi’s back and stuck his dick inside her. He nearly lifted her off the floor as he brought his hips upward. Jodi recognized this cock without even looking back. She had fucked it many times before and always welcomed its return. Paul’s endurance was no different this evening. He fucked Jodi for 10 minutes himself, pulling her into a wheelbarrow position in order to achieve maximum depth. Jodi’s arms were fatigued. She had to lower her chest to the desk for support. Paul pumped deep inside her until he exploded. Jodi panted from exhaustion. Linda wiped her clean once more before the final fuck of the evening. Dr. McKay stepped forward. He helped Jodi onto her back on the desk. He shoved his massive cock into her aching pussy. Jodi almost could not stand the size. He was so large. He moved slowly but deliberately, squeezing both of her breasts gently as he glided in and out. Jodi felt an intense pleasure building up inside her. Dr. McKay saw it coming and pinched her nipples. Jodi nearly blacked out from the orgasm. Dr. McKay definitely knew how to fuck. He brought her to orgasm four more times in this manner before allowing himself to cum. He did so with great gusto. Wave after wave of semen spewed inside Jodi’s cunt. As Dr. McKay’s balls gently slapped her ass, Jodi stared into his eyes with deep appreciation. After the last squirt, Dr. McKay continued his rhythm. His dick stayed hard. Jodi was dumbfounded. Moments later, Dr. McKay came again with as much force as before, filling her up a second time. He leaned down and kissed her on the chest before removing his cock from her thoroughly abused fuckhole.

As Linda cleaned Jodi up, the men filed out of the room. “You’ll learn a lot from him,” said Linda. “He’s as good a doctor as he is a lover.”

“I can’t believe I just did that,” panted Jodi.

“My first time was difficult too,” said Linda. The two were now alone in the room. “It gets easier with time,” she said with encouragement.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It was towed,” explained the manager.

“What! Why!” shouted Jodi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No,” said Jodi despondently.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” asked Paul.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Looking for this?” he jeered.

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

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

“Jodi!!” yelled the guys.

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

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

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

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

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

“Got it,” said Connor.

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

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

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

“Give that a shot,” said Connor.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Definitely,” said Connor.

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

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

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

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

“Well that was fun,” she said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Whatcha doing?” asked Mark.

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

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

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

“Bra? Panties?” prodded Mark.

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

“Anyone else there?” asked Mark.

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

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

“What??” asked Jodi, surprised.

“Do it,” demanded Mark.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What else?” asked Mark calmly.

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

“What else?” asked Mark one more time.

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

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

“Connor Douglas,” said Jodi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“A thank you,” said Jodi seriously.

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

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

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

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

“Heyyyy!” said Mark cheerfully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Absolutely,” said Mark.

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

“I’m listening,” said Mark.

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

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

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

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

Jodi spent the next few days alone. She skipped all social activities and caught up on her sleep. The signatures on her body eventually went away