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Melinda became a regular around the condo. She practically moved in. Between work and taking care of Mark, Jodi really needed the extra pair of hands. Mark’s demeanor had also dwindled to subsistence. The girls tried to cheer him up and keep him entertained with the occasional girl-on-girl tease, but it seemed Mark had lost interest in sex altogether.

“I need some cock,” said Jodi to Mark, quite matter-of-factly. She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning in toward Mark’s face. He had not had much desire to leave the bed in a while. “It’s been weeks. I love Melinda to death, but there’s only so much she can do for me.” Mark just stared at her blankly.

Jodi was getting frustrated with Mark. It was like he did not even want to try to recover. She knew it must be difficult, but it was also difficult on her. She thought through all the guys she knew that she could call right now to get a quick fuck. Hell, she could probably just go down to the lobby and find a guy there. Dr. McKay had been on vacation for a while and wouldn’t be back for another week, so she wasn’t even getting any at work lately. Jodi laughed at the thought. The average person never has a chance to complain about not getting laid regularly at work, and here she was about to die from the lack of attention from both home and work.

Jodi stood up abruptly. She removed her pants and panties and slipped on her shortest black mini skirt. “Do you see what I’m doing, Mark?” she asked. She took off her t-shirt and bra and donned a sequined tube top. “I’m getting dressed like a whore. Do you know why?” she asked again. No response. “Because I am going out to get cock. That’s it, Mark. That’s what I am doing. That is my goal tonight. I am dressing to get cock.” Mark just looked at her for a moment before lowering his eyes. Jodi threw her hands up and left the room.

After fixing her hair and makeup, Jodi grabbed her purse and best pair of fuck-me heels and headed out the front door. She left Melinda to take care of Mark. Jodi was on a quest to get a hard cock inside her. She would not be denied. As she waited for the elevator, she heard a voice from behind her in the hall. “Well don’t you look like a little slut?”

Jodi turned to see who had said that. A tall black man was walking toward her. “Argo??” she bellowed in surprise.

“Holy shit, the slutty white bitch remembers my name,” said Argo grabbing Jodi’s arm and pulling her close.

“How do you know where I live? And how did you get in here??” asked Jodi.

Argo tugged on her arm as he spoke. “You gave me your damn change of address card when you and your boyfriend decided to play games with me, remember? Or do you fuck around so much that you don’t remember stripping naked in my mail room?” asked Argo.

“I,” began Jodi. “I remember. Of course I remember, but…”

“As for how I got in, I just told the old guy in the lobby that I was here to check on Mark,” explained Argo. “You see, I’ve been watching you for a while, waiting for the perfect moment to get what I deserve. You know what that is?” he asked.

The elevator dinged. The doors opened, and out came Dr. Griffin and his decrepit wife. Argo and Jodi pretended to act normal, entering the elevator as the old couple exited. Dr. Griffin’s eyes were wide at the site of Jodi in her score-some-cock outfit. Once the doors shut, Argo reached out to grab Jodi again.

“Wait,” said Jodi. “You want to fuck me, right?”

“Shit, fucking slut has a brain,” said Argo.

“Oh, you can fuck me,” said Jodi. “I want to get fucked. I want to get fucked so bad that I am about to explode.”

“Fuck that,” said Argo. “I’m in control. You’re gonna do it like I want.”

“You wanna fuck me hard, right? Like I don’t want it. You want me to fight, right?” asked Jodi, already knowing the answer.

“Damn straight,” said Argo.

“Then let’s go back up to the condo,” began Jodi. “I want you to do that to me, but I want Mark to see. I’ll go back in like I forgot something, and I’ll leave the door unlocked. You come in behind me. When I come back out of the bedroom, that’s when I want you to jump me. Mark will watch helplessly. You’ll be in control. You’ll make the rules in his house like he made the rules in your mail room.”

The elevator doors opened on the bottom floor. Argo pressed the 12 button to return to the condo.

Jodi walked in the condo. Argo waited a few seconds before slinking in behind her. He knew exactly where the master bedroom was because he had been observing the place for weeks from the building across the street. The large floor to ceiling windows made it easy to see almost everything that went on in the condo. Argo could see Jodi talking to someone in the bedroom. He heard Melinda’s voice respond. He crept closer to the bedroom door. Jodi turned to leave.

On cue, Argo lunged onto Jodi, clasping his hand over her mouth and wrapping his arm around her waist, forcing back into the bedroom. Melinda sat up in surprise on the edge of the bed beside Mark. “Sit the fuck down,” said Argo to Melinda. Melinda lowered herself back onto the bed. “You remember me, mother fucker?” asked Argo of Mark. Mark stared silently back at him. “That’s right. I know you do. Fucking comatose mother fucker! Well I’m here to take what you wouldn’t let me have!” Argo turned his attention to Jodi. “You gonna scream, bitch? If I take my hand off, are you gonna scream?” Jodi shook her head. “Coz if you scream, I may have to hurt your man there,” he explained. Jodi continued to shake her head. Argo removed his hand from her mouth and lowered it to her tits. He now had her around the waist and chest, manhandling her breasts while he cursed at Mark. “You see this shit? I’m touching her. What the fuck are you gonna do about it?” Argo moved his right hand from around Jodi’s waist down to her crotch. He grabbed forcefully under her skirt. “Oh, shit! No panties!” He continued to rub her tits and pussy. “Imagine that! This slut don’t wear panties!” Argo jerked Jodi’s tube top down, her tits bouncing forth from their confines. “Goddamn look at those tits!” he exclaimed. He cupped both boobs and pinched Jodi’s nipples. He returned one hand to her pussy. “She’s wet, man! Your bitch is liking this shit!” He shoved two fingers inside her. Jodi went weak in the knees. Argo held her up by supporting her under her boob. After plunging his fingers in and out of her for a few moments, he moved his hand to Jodi’s mouth. “Lick that shit off my fingers,” he demanded. Jodi opened her mouth and sucked her own juices off Argo’s thick fingers. Argo then release his grip and shoved Jodi to the foot of the bed. She landed on the palms of her hands, her tits hanging beneath her, standing weakly. Argo removed his belt. He pulled Jodi’s mini skirt above her waist, exposing her ass and pussy to him. Argo delivered a few quick lashes to Jodi’s ass with his belt, just enough to make her whimper. Jodi looked at Mark, thankful for Argo’s spanking because it brought tears to her eyes. Argo pulled his pants and boxers down, unleashing his massive black cock. He stepped toward Jodi and positioned the head of his dick against her pussy. “Get ready to get split open, bitch” said Argo. With that he plunged his cock into Jodi’s cunt. Jodi threw her head back from the combination of pain and pleasure. She had had black cock before, and she had had large white cock as well, so she was no stranger to this size. However, the two people she was getting fucked in front of had never been witness to any of those prior incidents. Argo pounded Jodi from behind. Her tits bounced in waves. “Yeah bitch, you’re my bitch now,” said Argo as he rammed her repeatedly. Argo’s balls slapped against Jodi’s skin with every pitch. Jodi grunted with every catch. Argo placed another smack of his belt against Jodi’s ass occasionally, making sure she knew that even if she was letting him do this, he was still going to do it his way. He was in control.

Melinda sat aghast close to Mark as she watched this strange black man fuck Jodi. She vaguely remembered him from the mailroom at the dorm. In her mind he was raping her. She watched for a reaction from Mark but found none. She didn’t know what to do. She was helpless.

After a few minutes, Argo removed his dick from Jodi’s wet cunt and moved to the side of the bed. He pushed Jodi completely up onto the bed and turned her horizontal so that her face was at his dick. “Clean it off!” he demanded. With one hand behind Jodi’s head, he forced her face down onto his cock. Jodi bobbed up and down on the cock, occasionally licking it from balls to head on all sides. It was so big she couldn’t really deep throat it. Argo turned Jodi back around and brought her ass down to his dick. He spat on her asshole before shoving his cock inside. Jodi went limp from the penetration. Argo had to move slowly at first until Jodi’s sphincter loosened. Then he started a faster pace. Unable to get the depth he preferred, he soon removed his dick from her ass and shoved it back in her cunt. Jodi’s asshole slowly closed while Argo once again fucked her pussy. Argo flipped Jodi over so that she was on her back. He put her legs over his shoulder as he climbed onto the bed. He hammered Jodi’s pussy relentlessly in front of Mark. This was one of Jodi’s favorite positions. It was so easy for her to cum like this. And she did. She came noticeably. Mark and Melinda watched as Jodi pinched her own nipples and threw her head back in pleasure, moaning aloud, her body shaking. “You see that, crip? I made your bitch cum!” said Argo. After Jodi’s orgasm subsided, Argo pulled out and began positioning her doggy style over Mark. Jodi’s face was now inches from Mark’s, her hands and knees on either side of his body, her tits hanging over him. Argo crawled up behind her and stood in a squat, pushing his dick inside her pussy once again. He pulled Jodi’s hair back as he thrust forward, long slow thrusts. He grunted with each one. Jodi had a moan that echoed each grunt. Argo then changed his pace to a rapid fire succession of blows, in and out, in and out, in and out, over and over again. Jodi came again. She let loose sounds that were inhuman. She combined cries with whimpers with moans and groans as Argo sent waves of pleasure through her body. “I’m cumming, bitch!” said Argo. He pumped faster and faster until he exploded inside her cunt. He penetrated her as deeply as possibly, slowing to deliberate thrusts once more, hoping to eke out every ounce of pleasure from her warm pussy. One, two, three more spurts of semen shot inside her. Jodi’s tits jiggled with each delivery. After the final injection, Argo withdrew his dick from deep inside Jodi. Semen dripped out of her cunt onto the bedspread. Both Argo and Jodi were sweating heavily.

Argo climbed off the bed and began dressing himself. “Y’all can’t tell no one about this shit!” he demanded.

Jodi , still looking at Mark, responded. “We won’t,” she said. “We deserved this. I deserved this.”

“Damn straight you did, bitch,” mumbled Argo as he fastened his belt.

Jodi collapsed on top of Mark, her pussy still dripping with cum. “Get out of here!” she yelled at Argo. “Get the fuck out! You got what you wanted, now get out!”

Argo ran out of the condo, satisfied at the events that unfolded.

“Are you ok?” asked Melinda. “I’ll call 911.”

“No!” said Jodi. “I said it was fine. I don’t want to press charges.” She winked at Melinda where Mark could not see. Melinda was a bit shocked. She wasn’t sure what that meant, but she had a guess. Jodi buried her head in Mark’s chest. Moments later, she felt someone caressing her hair. Jodi looked up to find that Mark was actually comforting her.

“Are you ok?” he asked.

Jodi was excited to hear Mark say something finally. “I’m ok,” she said with a sniffle. Then she felt Mark’s erect dick poking her in the stomach. She pulled the covers back in disbelief, but it certainly was true. She looked back up at Mark. “It’s alive!” she shouted. Mark smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

“The deal was $1000!” exclaimed Donald.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re lying,” said Jodi.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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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As second block exams approached, Jodi joined a Physiology study group that met in the Student Academic Building. She managed a quick call to Mark to let him know she would be out late studying with the group. They all really wanted to spend some quality time going over the material, even if meant pulling an all-nighter.

Jodi entered the study room with her books and a thick blanket. She normally brought something comfortable when she studied alone in case she needed to relax for a moment or two. Connor was there, as was Dante. There was a third guy named Dillan and two girls named Becca and Riki.

The group studied for many hours. The material was dense, and it was soon obvious they weren’t going home for a while. Jodi got a text message from Mark:

Going to bed. If you take a nap tonight, you have to do it in only your bra and panties.

How the hell was she going to pull that off? She tried to stay focused and awake for as long as she could, but after a while, her eyes weighed too heavily. “Guys, I’m gonna take a quick nap,” said Jodi. “Wake me up in 20 minutes.”

Jodi stood up from the table and put her blanket down in the corner of the study room. She then started removing her sweatshirt.

“What are you doing!” asked Becca, shocked.

“Oh, sorry. I can’t sleep unless I’m naked or in my undies,” explained Jodi. “You guys don’t mind do you?”

“I choose naked,” said Dillan.

“Me too,” said Dante in rapid succession.

“Har har,” mocked Jodi. She then finished removing her sweatshirt and pulled off her sweatpants. She crawled down onto her makeshift cot in just her black bra and boyshorts.

Becca and Riki were simply aghast. “Damn, she must really be tired,” remarked Dillan. “This is the best study group ever.”

The group went about their business as Jodi dozed off, her breasts heaving slightly with every breath. When Becca was sure Jodi was asleep, she whispered, “Alright guys, are her tits real or what?”

“What do you think?” asked Connor.

“I think they’re fake,” said Becca.

“How can you tell?” asked Connor.

“They’re too perfect,” explained Becca.

“You can’t just tell from looks,” said Dante. “Especially in a bra like that. It pushes em up.”

Becca stared at Jodi’s breasts. Without saying a word she tiptoed over to Jodi’s sleeping body, bent over, and gave her left breast a squeeze. Jodi didn’t stir. Becca ran silently back to her seat. “Fake,” she decreed.

“Really?” asked Riki. “I’ve always wanted to know what fake ones felt like.” Riki crept over to Jodi’s side and squeezed both breasts. Returning to her seat she said, “Wow that feels…different. Kinda nice.”

“Is it my turn?” asked Dillan, already heading toward Jodi. He too got a double handful of Jodi’s luscious breasts. “This is too awesome,” said Dillan. “She’s completely out of it.” Dillan then left the study room. He returned with four of his friends who had been studying in another room. They stood in silence at the beautiful sight. “Go ahead. She’s not gonna wake up.” One by one each of the guys molested Jodi’s tits. Then Dillan got an idea. “Hey, I wonder if we can carry her out into the main room.” Dillan got his friends to each grab a corner of the blanket and lift Jodi off the ground. They slowly carried her out into the main study area where table after table was occupied by students burning the midnight oil. They targeted an empty table in the middle of the room and placed her on top of it. She was still sound asleep. They let go of the blanket and everyone now saw what they were carrying. Pencils dropped. Mouths fell open. Heads turned, both to see and to look away. The culprits scurried away.

Jodi woke to a black security guard shaking her shoulder. “You need to come with me,” he said. Jodi took a quick look around. In staunch surprise at her surroundings, she pulled the blanket over herself and yelped. The guard helped her off the table and led her to his office. “Just what exactly were you doing out there?” he asked as he pulled a chair out for her in front of his desk.

“I don’t know,” began Jodi. “I was taking a nap in the study room, and…”

“Where are your clothes?” interrupted the guard.

“I guess they’re still in the study room,” Jodi offered. She was still cocooned inside her blanket.

“Well you’re in a lot of trouble now. This kind of behavior is not allowed in my building,” said the guard. Jodi opened her mouth to speak but the guard raised his hand. “No excuses,” he said, shifting in his seat. “Now, you seem like a nice girl, so I’m willing to overlook this incident.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much,” said Jodi. “I owe you.”

“And what do you owe me?” asked the guard.

Jodi thought for a moment. She knew the only thing she could offer was herself. “How about a little show?”

“I want more than a show,” said the guard sternly.

“Ok, you just tell me what you want as we go, how’s that?” suggested Jodi.

The guard stood up, his pants already beneath his knees, his cock standing absolutely huge and erect. He had been pulling them down behind the desk. “That’s what I like to hear! You’re gonna be my little white bitch.”

Jodi’s eyes bulged out of her head at the site of the guard’s cock. She had never seen a black man’s penis before, and this man’s was absolutely huge, the size of a child’s arm. Jodi looked toward the door.

“Now if you run out that door there’s a whole lotta pain gonna come down on ya,” said the guard. “We’re quite possibly talking expulsion. Now stand up and drop the blanket.” Jodi did so, reluctantly. “Now get rid of them fucking shorts. Don’t you got no decent panties? Like a thong or something? Drop em,” demanded the guard. Jodi lowered them to the floor. She now stood in just her bra. “Now crawl on top of my desk and suck my dick.”

Jodi eased her way onto the guard’s desk on all fours. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to get the guard’s dick in. She couldn’t go down very far on his cock because the length was just too much. She choked whenever she tried to get a good rhythm. “Now sit on the edge of the desk facing me,” said the guard. Jodi placed her bare ass on the edge of the desk . “Spread your legs,” he demanded. She did so. The guard squatted a bit to position himself for entry. He spit on Jodi’s pussy to lube it up a bit. Then he began feeding his massive cock inside. Jodi’s body was wrenched with pain as the guard went deeper and deeper inside her. He began moving gradually faster, in and out. Jodi’s tits bounced beneath her bra, one shoulder strap having fallen off. “I love fuckin redheads,” said the guard. He continued to spear her. Jodi hurt too much to enjoy it. He paused and pulled out. “Stand up and turn around.” Jodi did as she was told. “Hands on the desk!” he demanded. Jodi complied. The guard once again entered her aching pussy, this time from behind. He pushed her shoulders toward the desk to get a better angle. He unclasped her bra and let it fall to the desk. Jodi’s tits swung wildly as she was pounded from behind. Even at this angle, the guard could not get his dick deep enough to satisfy him. After a few minutes, he again pulled out. “Bitch, you can’t make me cum!” he said pointedly. “Get on your knees and jack it. Use both hands and get the full length or I’ll never be able to cum,” he directed. Jodi began jacking off the guard’s cock fiercely. She did as he said and used both hands, occasionally putting her mouth on the end. Minutes passed. Without warning the guard came. The shot hit Jodi right between the eyes. It was a load larger than any Jodi had every experienced. Then came the second shot. It hit her on the side of her mouth and dripped down her chin. A third shot hit her in the forehead. A fourth coated her hair. The fifth and final shot dribble out onto her neck and tits. Jodi had never seen so much cum, at least not from one man. Her face was almost entirely covered in the guard’s semen. “Come on,” he said. “You can go wash up in the bathroom.” He pulled up his pants and helped Jodi to her feet. He led her out the door and down the hall to the men’s room, still completely naked. A black man was at the urinal when they entered, facing the wall away from them. Jodi bent over the sink to wash her face. As she did, the guard put two fingers in her pussy with his palm on the crack of her ass. She was startled. “Keep washing,” he said. He just left his fingers inside her while she scrubbed his goo off. The man at the urinal turned around and did a double-take at the site. Quietly, the guard removed his fingers from Jodi’s pussy. They were soon replaced by something else. Jodi got suspicious. She looked in the mirror and saw that another man now had his dick inside her! He smiled at her and began pounding wildly. Jodi was pressed against the sink. She could see her tits bouncing in the mirror. The man lifted her knees up onto the sink and continued to fuck her. She did not object for two reasons: first, she was having a good time, and second, this was obviously something the guard wanted as part of his show, so she felt compelled to oblige.

“This one’s the best you brought in yet, Darrel” said the man.

“Ain’t she though?” responded Darrel.

This man’s cock wasn’t as big as Darrel’s had been. Jodi dropped her head. The man pulled her long red hair, forcing her to watch in the mirror. They all heard someone entering the bathroom. The man quickly picked Jodi up off the sink and carried her into a stall, locking the door behind them. Darrel left the room. As the newcomer used the urinal, the black man sat Jodi on the toilet. He jacked off onto her face, shooting load after load, coating her soft skin once again. They waited for the newcomer to leave before opening the door. Jodi returned to her task of washing her face yet again. When she was finished, Darrel had returned with her clothes and blanket. “Thank you for the wonderful evening,” he said, handing over her belongings. “If there’s ever anything you need from me or Berry, just call.” He kissed her hand and returned to work. Jodi got dressed, went back to the study room, grabbed her books, and went home. She had made two new friends.

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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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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