Banging my way through the Sisterhood, Part II (m/f) | 2016

Making my way through the sisterhood Part 2 (Part 1 and intro here)

My second Sister we will call Candy, and while not quite as rambunctious as the first the situation was as incredible.

Several more weeks into the candidacy/pledge period I had become more friendly with more of the sisters. I had been to a few parties where I worked up the courage for my first drink. I was invited over to one of the other Mr. Sister’s parties (what we called the male sisters) for a low key party. I knew this particular guy (call him Sam) had taken a liking to me (in a paternal way). For this reason I wasn’t to surprised that I got a spontaneous invite and pick up to the shindig. I think Sam was just really having fun breaking my collegiate innocence and I respected him because he dressed classy and was quite the character. Anyway I digress because this story isn’t about him.

We end up at Sam’s girlfriend’s place (another member sister) along with her roommate, (Candy), and a few other sisters. (You will discover I spend a lot of time with these people). I get introduced to margaritas, a drinking game known here as ring of fire, the very boozy nature of my otherwise geeky and inconspicuous coeds. I’m invited to crash on the couch. Sam and his girl retire, and Candy goes to take a shower while I make myself comfortable for the couch. I needn’t have bothered.

I guess the alcohol was making me feel bold, as I jokingly jumped onto Candy’s bed claiming I wasn’t sleeping on no stinking couch. I waited patiently for Candy to come out of the bathroom and call me out but instead she came out with in her pj’s and climbed into bed with me, assuring me I was very welcome to sleep there. Uh oh, I’m in trouble now. According to my so far short upbringing I knew this was a no no. Fortunately even though she was an older and well respected female, (going on to be district officer etc.) she was one of the less ornery ones.

Candy I’m sorry to say had a 3 out of 10 face but had a very thin frame and massive jugs. Pale skin and Jewish curly hair and a 5’ 1’’ stature rounded out the package. I’m a big dude 6’ 4” average body type, because I’m so tall I can get away with a few extra pounds, so in my cuddling arms she was a china doll. Spooning her, it was not long before she turned her head for a goodnight kiss, which turned into a long, passionate make out session. Clothes were off, she was sucking my dick and letting me admire her pussy and ass as she bent over my shaft. She showed my cock the honed ways of what at the time was an older women (being 23 and all) by taking all of my cum in her mouth. I guess we considered all of that taking slow because as we settled in she asked me if I was ok with this remaining on a strictly no-strings attached kind of basis, to which I happily agreed. We continued to fuck like rabbits after that. It was amazing for me to be with someone who had a tiny, but good looking body and my cock looked massive sliding into her. Actually I think the first or second time we fucked I was sitting on the edge of the bed with her feet on my legs riding me until she bled all over my dick, which was new to me. It made me feel good about myself even though it was likely a time of the month thing she conveniently failed to mention. We had a good thing going for the rest of the semester. It actually took me a long while to learn that Candy was actually Sam’s ex. Apparently it ended mutually and now I was Sam’s igloo brother (thumbs up if you get the reference). Which makes me wonder again whether I was really the one in control here or not…