The Sisterhood

My name is Brenda Davis. I use to be a member of the Sisterhood until certain events in 2008 changed all that.

I was a freshman at the University studying hard and partying harder. I went to a frat party everyone said was the ultimate. There was great music and unlimited alcohol. The guys were all asking me to dance and giving me drinks whenever my cup was empty. A couple of guys tried to grab my ass and tits, but I brushed them away quickly. I started to feel tired after a couple hours of dancing and drinking so I sat down in the game room to rest. The next thing I remember is waking up naked in a strange bed. I sat up and tried to figure out where I was when the door opened and these 2 young women walked in.

"Don't have the foggiest idea where you are, how you got naked, where your clothes are, or if you were raped? Do you!"

The sudden fear must have shown on my face. The blonde smiled, "I'm Beth. This is Amy. We rescued you from the frat house when you passed out. You didn't watch those guys closely making your drinks. They drugged you. You and the one in the next room were going to be last night's sluts for the frat house. Your clothes are under the bed. Get dressed and meet us in the kitchen. We need to talk."

I heard Beth repeating the same statement to someone next door. I retrieved my clothes and quickly dressed. I found the bathroom across the hall. I used the john and washed up. I looked like shit in the mirror. I headed down the hall toward the voices.

I sat at the table. Beth set a cup of coffee and some toast in front of me. Next to me sat another girl who looked as bad as I felt.

"OK, listen up. We have been watching you two for a while now. You have the qualities we are looking for in our candidates. We think with a little help, you two can become an asset to the organization."

"What do you mean?" The other girl inquired. "What organization? Who the hell are you?"

Amy replied "Beth and I are members of a women's organization call the Sisterhood. The Sisterhood was formed in the 60s to help career minded women to succeed in the world. We are networked all over the U.S. but mainly in the Midwest. We will assist you in achieving you career goals, passing courses, finding safe men for sex and finding the right men to marry that will encourage your career success. The members watch out for one another, we can tell you what parties to avoid, which players are the best lovers, who is gentle for a beginner, and who can teach you some variation. The men you play with are not marriage material. They are boy toys to gain experience in what gives you pleasure and how you can pleasure a man to get what you want. Marriage men will have very little if any experience with sex. We look for the men with the open mind who treats women as equals, who want a partner, not just a wife. Our members observe all the men on campus. We check out the players, we date the marriage candidates. We keep a list of keepers and rejects. We help you find the keeper. You train him in giving you the pleasure you want."

I asked Beth what we had to do in this organization. She told me the main goal of each member was to achieve your best in your career, then help other Sisters. Your purpose is to assist and protect another sister. Amy said she would submit our name if we were interested. If not, forget we ever had this conversation. The other girl and I said we wanted in. I found out her name was Marcie.

I received an email inviting me to 301 Green Street this Friday at 8:00 for membership into the Sisterhood. Casual dress.

Upon arrival, I was greeted by name by a woman I remember talking with at the student union earlier in the semester. She directed me downstairs and to sit in the front row. A chair would have my name on it. Over the next few minutes, Marcie and four other women entered and sat. Then the room started to fill with about twenty other women. Amy was on my left and Beth on my right with Marcie next to her. A dark haired older woman sat at a table in the front of the room. Once everyone was seated, she brought the meeting to order. She introduced herself as Janet Lawson one of the founders of the Sisterhood. Janet then called the new members to the front to sign a contract between us and the Sisterhood After all six new members had signed; Janet closed the meeting and said refreshments were served in the next room. As people moved around the room and introduced themselves, I remembered talking to a few of them over the previous three months. Beth pulled Marcie and I to the side and told us she and Amy were our mentors. Beth told us to go to the third floor and enter room 304. Enter the bedroom with our name on it. Remove all our clothes and put on the outfit on the bed. We would be here until Sunday afternoon. I removed my blouse and skirt. I pulled on the oversized shirt, then sat on the bed.

Amy stepped into my room and closed the door. Walking toward me she said our training was about to begin. Amy lifted my chin and kissed me gently on the lips. She grabbed my shoulders as I started to pull away. She said Sisters were a little Bi. Who better to show a woman her pleasure points than another woman? She proceeded to kiss from my ears down my neck causing shivers down through my body. Amy pulled the shirt over my head leaving me in my bra and thong. A scowl crossed her face as she told me to lie across the bed face down. She placed her hand in the middle of my back and pressed down firmly. I tried to jump up as she started slapping my ass repeatedly. She stopped after what seemed like many minutes of pain. Tears were running down my cheeks and my ass felt like it was on fire. Amy had me sit on the side of the bed. She lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes.

"When I give you a request, I expect it to be carried out completely." Amy coldly stated. "Which part of remove all clothes didn't you understand? Now strip and lie on you back."

I removed my bra and thong; quickly lying on my back as requested.

Amy lay on her side next to me. She kissed my ear and neck as her hand lightly stroked the underside of my left breast. She continued to gently massage my breasts avoiding my nipples as her lips moved down my neck and across my chest. As her lips reached my breast, her left hand moved slowly down my abdomen until her finger was moving gently up and down my outer lips.

"Following my request," Amy whispered, "is a lot more pleasurable, don't you agree? I will show you your erotic points and how to stimulate them. Then you will demonstrate what you have learned. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I moaned as my body responded to her caress as she slid two fingers into my wet opening and slowing moved them in and out as she softly licked around my nipples.

She curled her fingers upward increasing the pressure on my G-spot while she alternated sucking and nipping my nipples. My heart was pounding and my breathing quickened as I felt my orgasm coming. I started moaning and trying to tell Amy but the words wouldn't come out. Amy suddenly sucked hard on my left nipple as she pinched the right one sending me over the top. My back arched and I screamed as my body became rigid. As I started to relax, Amy slid down my body and slid my clit between her lips. She sucked and teased it with her tongue as her fingers moved in and out as one orgasm after another rolled through my body until I finally pushed Amy's head away. Amy crawl up and held me, kissing my head and neck as I slowly returned. I opened my eyes to see Amy smiling at me. She gently moved away from me.

"Relax," she whispered, "I'll get us something to drink from the kitchen. Be back in a minute."

As Amy opened the bedroom door to leave, I could hear a loud wailing moan from someone in the apartment. As it died off I heard low voices and light laughter. A minute later Amy returned with two bottles of water and a couple of towels.

I wiped off with the towel as we sat on the bed cooling down. When I finished the water, Amy asked if I was ready to demonstrate what I learned. I told her I thought I was ready. Amy opened the bedroom door and a minute later a naked Beth entered and closed the door. She walked over and kissed Amy whispering something in her ear, then lay on her back on the bed.

"Demonstrate on Beth," Amy requested," I will observe for a while. Amy sat in a chair by the dresser.

I lay next to Beth and started to kiss and caress her as Amy had done to me. I kept my pace slow and listened to the sounds Beth made before moving on. As Beth began her first orgasm, I saw Amy leave the room and go into the next bedroom. I continued my work on Beth until I was pushed away by a satiated woman. I held Beth until she calmed down. She kissed me on the lips and said I passed with honors.

We spent the rest of the weekend trading partners, practicing, and learning new skills. On Sunday afternoon, Marcie and I demonstrated together everything we learned while Amy and Beth observed.

Beth told us to return next Friday at 7:00 for the next lesson. We would again stay the weekend. Lastly, tell no one, including other sisters, what we did this weekend.

Friday Marcie and I arrived to room 304 on schedule. Amy gave us each a glass of wine and told us to relax in the living room; Beth would be with us in a moment. A few minutes later Beth walked in and announced everything was set; it was time to go. Beth drove us to a non descript single story house in a blue collar neighborhood of the city. We followed Amy as she walked in without knocking as if we were expected.

Inside the house was clean but very basic, more of a male domain due to the lack of female taste in color and accessories. Four guys were sitting in the living room having a drink and talking as we entered. As they became quiet, Amy introduced us to the men. Amy took my hand and led me to a bedroom as Beth did the same with Marcie. The bedroom was cramped with two full size beds and 2 small dressers. Amy told me to undress and set my clothes on the dresser as she began to do the same. She said Beth had arranged for us to experience four excellent players for tonight. Amy said she had experienced each before and they were some of the best. Two of the men walked in and began undressing. Amy motioned the blonde one toward me as the other came to her. For the rest of the evening we were fucked hard and loved gently. Amy was right; these guys were the best lovers I had ever had in my limited experience. During the evening, Amy taught me how to make love to a man, how to get him hard with my hands and mouth, and how to stimulate him with subtle words or movements. By the time we left for the apartment, we were tired but more experienced.

The rest of the weekend and many weekends after we were taught and experienced sex. I figured I could become an escort if college didn't work out. By the time Beth and Amy were through teaching, there wasn't anything from anal to oral that we hadn't done. We had experienced men, women, three ways, four ways, and even an orgy. There was one thing we didn't experience, an inexperienced man. That would be much later during our Junior and Senior years. That would be the keeper.

Just before the school year finished, Beth called me over to the apartment. She gave me a glass of wine and told me to join the rest in the living room. Amy and Marcie were there along with another trainee I remember from the membership night. Her name was June and her trainer was Marie. With the formalities complete, I sat down and Amy began explaining the reason for the meeting.

"Brenda, Marcie, June," Amy slowly but clearly began, "While you are members of the Sisterhood, the reason the three of you were told not to discuss your training with the others, is you are part of a new faction of the Sisterhood. We are the part of a group who belief many of the ideas of the organization are obsolete. The Sisterhood ideals of networking for career advancement, and aiding sisters in securing promising jobs is a great platform, but times have changed. The idea of finding men who support our careers and belief in partnership in marriage is fine; it is the fidelity and family that has changed. Women with families are not advanced as quickly as those without children. We are limited because we cannot travel often due to family obligations unlike men. "

"Fidelity is the other outdated ideal. Men can party and play around with the upper management to advance. We believe in the same thing. Why can't we use sex to advance our career? So we have a little affair with the right men who can guarantee us a faster climb up the corporate ladder. The secret is to find that husband that will blindly trust you and never question your reasoning or doubt your word. The old sisterhood taught finding a good man who was a partner for life. The new sisterhood believes in finding the shy, highly intelligent male with little or no sexual experience and very little social skill. Use our abilities to help advance them into great paying jobs. Use our talents to start climbing the corporate ladder by finding those managers that can advance our careers or keep our husband busy at work while we advance our career. After 10 years, the new sisters believe the husband has provided all that he can and is no longer needed. We divorce them taking all the assets we can, and continue with our careers. Men have done it to women for ages. The male executive who dumps the 45year old wife of 20 years for the new 25 year old model is viewed as common practice. Well ladies, we become the new model for women. We become the executive and dump the husband."

Beth looked at June, Marcie, and me. "Well ladies. The three of you were selected because the New Sisterhood believes you display the character we are looking for. If you don't agree with our beliefs, speak now. We will report you failed the induction training and you will be removed from the Sisterhood. If you believe as we do, you will help build a new and better organization. As you see we can currently only nominate 3 of the 6 new invites into the Sisterhood. In the years ahead, we will gain in number so we will eventually run the organization.

Marcie, June, and I told Beth we wanted to stay. The meeting became more festive as Amy brought out a book and showed us pictures and names of the former sisters who are part of the new faction. She pointed out the current members on campus from last year's group photo.

I went to the Sisterhood reunion in August. Beth contacted Marcie and me to come a week early. Talk about a wild time at the Hyatt. The New Sisters knew how to have a good time when they were away from home. The regular reunion was like a sewing circle in comparison.

My sophomore year, Marcie and I shared an apartment. Beth and Amy were still our mentors, but as seniors, they concentrated on finding solid husband material. We attended the regular Sisterhood meetings and now the New Sisterhood meetings held in the backroom of a bar on the edge of town. Marcie and I were assigned to watch the incoming freshman girls and report possible candidates for the juniors to interview. We turned in about a dozen regular candidates and gave Beth the names of six possible New Sisters. Our spring semester job was to socialize with sophomore male candidates from the lists given us. Marcie and I ran through those pretty quickly. We really concentrated on the list the New Sisters gave us. They were the ones rejected by the regular sisters as no social skills. Marcie and I would each talk and flirt with them and compare notes. We kept an eye on the best nerds we could find. While trying to keep up in my classes, I found my ideal man, Matt.

Matt was a grad student finishing his masters in computer science. He worked part time in the computer lab as an assistant and tutor. He was short, about 5'7", a little overweight, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. I knew after the first evening there he was the perfect nerd. He would hurry to help me if I just looked at him. I started showing up on the evenings he worked. I invited him out to coffee one evening after the lab closed. I told him it was a thank you for all his help. He was very shy and bashful and it took a long time to make him feel comfortable enough to carry a conversation. I knew I had him when we started meeting for coffee frequently. He would smile when he saw me and I swear his eyes would glaze over. After a month, I told him he was taking me to Chili's Saturday night. I was tired of waiting for him to ask. He could either agree or quit seeing me. He agreed and we started going out to dinner most weekends.

During this time with Matt I still had to check out the nerds for the Sisterhood. I would meet them at the Student Union so it would look more like class related in case Matt saw us. Since he didn't party or know where I lived, I would meet the approved players at their place to take care of my urges. My problem came when I found he was graduating this year. He gave me the perfect opening when he asked why he didn't see me dating anyone else on campus. I quickly told him I found the right one; I just had to wait until he figured it out and decided to do something about it. He took me to his place that night. I found out he was a virgin with no experience. I had to supply the condom. After the bad sex that night, I knew I had him. We spent most of the weekends together until he graduated. I taught him what to do for me and he learned very quickly. By graduation, he was a very good lover, not player quality, but very satisfying. He always wanted to make love to me, never fast and hard, always slow and sweet. I'm glad the players were still around.

Matt was hired in the IT department of Jeffers Insurance in Chicago after graduation. He got a great salary and a signing bonus. We would email each other almost every day. He would call me every Wednesday night at 8:00 and talk for one hour.

The end of my sophomore year Amy became engaged to a nerd named Jim. He was into building management. Beth married Tom, a CPA. Marie married Ray, an electrical engineer. Marcie and I would be juniors next year and living at the Sisterhood building. We would also become the mentors.

Marcie and I met Beth and Amy at Reunion Week. I told Amy about Matt and his job. She told me her Jim worked for the same company. Jim was in charge of the branch building in Detroit. She worked for a consulting company and the job was going well. She was having drinks a couple of times a week after work with two guys in upper management. Both were motivated players on the corporate ladder and married. Beth had a married district manager already hooked. The New Sisters played hard the whole week. I think they were trying to cram a year's worth of wild sex into a week.

Marcie and I were busy our junior year. We were mentors to Tina and Kathy, a couple of smart party girls from the Springfield area. They listened well and caught on quickly to the benefits of the New Sisterhood. It was also the year I hooked up with Zack on a regular basis. He was a player with some intelligence. He had a fiancé in Indiana whose dad owned a large supply company that covered the Midwest. The fiancé went to school in Indiana while Zack studied Sales and Marketing in Illinois. He emailed her regular and went to see her once a month. She seemed to be happy with that. I was happy with the rest of his time. I even shared him with Marcie and occasionally with Tina and Kathy. Matt would stay the weekend a couple of times each month. He would rent a room at the Holiday Inn because I said we couldn't have men stay the night. He was OK with that.

I almost lost Matt in the spring. He asked me in a soft sad voice if I wouldn't rather date men at college than carry on a long distance relationship with him. I thought for a minute someone had told him about Zack or one of the other players I saw. I took a chance and told him he was all I wanted. That cheered him up so I went for broke. I told him it would help since I still had a year left if I could be engaged to keep the wolves away. He came down the next weekend with a ring and proposed. He started to email me pictures of homes for sale in the Chicago area. I told him a townhouse he sent looked good. Two weeks later he told me he bought it.