Sisterhood

Hey everyone, here's Chapter 06 of Sisterhood 101. This series should be considered a direct sequel to Birthday Pool Party. However, it is my hope that it can also be read as a standalone work. Having already read Birthday Pool Party will greatly enhance the experience, but it shouldn't be required. I hope you enjoy! Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. I upload revisions all the time, and I will correct any errors that are pointed out to me. Just make sure to be specific so that I can find what you're talking about.

I know it's been a while since I've released a Love in the Balance chapter. I apologize for that, but I'm trying to catch Sisterhood up with Love in the Balance before continuing with that story. I have a few other projects I'd like to get out as well.

Please note that this story is a work of fiction. I might use parody names for pop culture references: including songs, books, movies, and celebrities. However, they are not meant to accurately represent the real people or media. This is a fictional universe. As always, this is a world without STI's, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

WARNING: I write slice of life stories, but they touch on some serious topics. As a result, there's a lot to offer, but there's also things some might not like. This story contains elements of incest and it touches on sexual assault. If any of that is going to be a problem for you, you might want to consider a different story. Additionally, the women in this story tend to be very sex positive, if you're not interested in a woman being with anyone but one guy forever... why are you reading a group sex story?

~Ashley Bartlett~

Saturday August 30, 2025

By the time our rideshare dropped us off at Drew's place, it felt like the game had started up again. Not on the field, but in the atmosphere. Music echoed across the lawn, blasting us with a heavy base as soon as we stepped inside. People were drinking and celebrating outside, but I grabbed Josh's hand and pulled him into the Kensington Mansion.

"Come on!" I called over my shoulder. "You can't already be tired!"

"I'm not," Josh protested with a laugh. "This is just a lot."

"That's the point," I shot back with a grin.

The place was packed; bodies everywhere, people laughing and dancing and drinking. Everything was red and black; jerseys, dresses, crop tops, guys with painted torsos. People were all riding the high of the win, supporting the school and using the victory as a perfect excuse to party.

"PHOENIXES!" someone across the room shouted.

"PHOENIXES!" a dozen voices answered.

"Yes!" I laughed, throwing my hands up and spinning in place.

"That was... interesting," Marcia commented with a small smile.

"Fuck, yeah!" Lexi declared, getting swept up in the energy.

"Fuck, yeah!" I screamed in response.

Josh stayed close to me, relaxing slightly as we moved deeper into the house. Marcia stayed at my side while we passed a couple making out against the wall. Lexi immediately acquired four plastic cups filled with beer and made sure we each got one. Josh sipped at his lightly while Lexi downed hers in two big gulps.

"ASHLEY!" a female voice squealed.

I turned just in time to get pulled into a hug by Jordan Morales, the social chair for DTX. "Hey!" I giggled, hugging her back.

"Oh my God, that game!" Jordan screeched, shaking me side-to-side.

"Right?!" I laughed, rubbing her back. "Did you see that last touchdown?"

"I know!" the cute Latina grinned, stepping back and brushing her hair behind her ears. It was dark with dyed blonde streaks. "And from a freshman! That was amazing."

"Dan," I smiled. "I went to high school with him."

"Josh! Ashley!" Emily Greene popped up out of nowhere and pulled Marcia into a hug. "And Marcia!"

"Uh, and Lexi?" the redhead made a face.

"And Lexi!" Emily declared, hugging the redhead tightly before pulling back. "Where's my buddy, Derek?"

"He went back to the dorms," I explained. "He had all the craziness he could at the game."

"Ugh, fuck," Emily grumbled. "I need to get that guy socializing."

"He needs to get laid," Lexi observed, her fingers playing with her silver "A" charm necklace. "You offering, Em?"

"Ew, that's gross," Josh made a face.

"Excuse me?" Emily turned to her baby brother, hands on her hips. "Are you saying I'm gross?"

"Someone's a dead man," Jordan giggled.

"Try faking a heart attack," Lexi suggested.

"I, ah, um... no!" Josh stammered, shaking his head. "You're not gross."

Emily walked over to Josh and looked him right in the eye, a dangerous glint in her blue eyes. "You'd better watch it, or maybe I'll hook up with him in your dorm room. On your bed, perhaps?"

"Okay, that is gross," Josh responded, taking a few steps back.

"Your sister is a tall, hot blonde with big boobs and blue eyes," Lexi continued. "That literally describes your girlfriend, too."

"Thanks, Lexi," Emily glanced at the redhead before turning her focus to Josh. "Watch out, buddy. You might be taller than me now, but I can still put you in a headlock."

"I'd like to see that," I grinned evilly.

"Ashley!" Josh whined while the girls all giggled.

The living room had been mostly cleared out, the furniture pushed back to create a dance floor. Several guys had taken over one corner, cards spread across a table. Brent Calloway sat at the table, his girlfriend Brittany McCallister standing behind him and lightly massaging his shoulders. There were piles of chips in front of four of the guys as well as a pile in the middle. The stacks varied in sizes, with one guy having no chips. Five cards were face-up in the center and it looked like only two guys were still playing the hand.

"You should have been out when I raised at the turn," Brent scoffed when the other guy revealed his two cards.

"Bullshit," Kyle Baker shot back. Hazel's ex-boyfriend from high school. I'd heard he was pledging the DSX fraternity.

"Call it whatever you want," Brent shrugged, flipping over his card. "You still lost."

Kyle groaned while Brent gathered up his winnings and started stacking the chips. Brittany leaned down and kissed Brent's cheek while Kyle got up from the table and walked off with a frown on his face. Four players left as another frat guy gathered up the cards and started shuffling.

"Got room for a chick in this game?" Lexi asked loudly as she walked over. "Or is this a boy's game where I need to know the password?"

"No password," Brent chuckled. "There is a fifty dollar buy-in if you wanna play."

"And no one is going easy on you just for being cute," another guy spoke up. "No crying when you lose."

"Deal," Lexi nodded, her hand on the chair Kyle had vacated. "As long as you don't cry when I reject you."

Lexi was scrappy and could handle herself, so I went out on the dance floor with Josh and Marcia. The sorority girls were dancing not far from us as the music vibrated through my bones. It was where I belonged. No need to think, I could just move. Hands up, hips swaying, laughing as Josh spun me and caused the entire room to blur.

"Let's go, Phoenixes!" I shouted, not caring if it made sense.

There were people I knew, people I'd never seen before in my life, and a few I vaguely recognized. Kelsey Aguila was at the party, a nervous expression on her face as she clung to her sister and my RA, Klarissa. I wasn't expecting to see her at the party, but she was holding a wine cooler while chatting with her sister and another cheerleader.

I turned back to Josh and saw him dancing with Marcia. Jealousy briefly flared within me and I did what I could to suppress it. My boyfriend was sweet and attentive, and he even gave me my freedom. Yet, I was jealous watching him dance innocently with one of my Slut-sisters. Yeah, I needed to work on that.

The three of us took a break from dancing to grab drinks. That's when I spotted him. Drew Kensington. Even sitting down with his leg stretched out and a drink in his hand, he still looked like he was the center of the world. I reminded myself that he likely thought the universe did revolve around him.

"Ashley, right?" Drew called out, surprising me by knowing my name. "Sorority pledge and friend of Kayla Thomson?"

"Are you stalking me, sir?" I inquired with a raised brow as I approached him with Marcia and Josh.

"Don't worry, I'm harmless," Drew smiled charmingly.

"I'm not sure I believe that," I gave him an even look. "How's the ankle?"

"It's alright, thank you. I just need to stay off it for a couple days," Drew answered. "Your friends I don't think I know."

"Right, sorry!" I exclaimed. "This is Marcia, and this handsome guy is my boyfriend Josh."

"Nice to meet you both," Drew smiled. "You're a lucky man, Josh."

"The luckiest," Josh insisted, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Nice to meet you, too," Marcia said politely. "You played well today."

"Thanks for saying that," Drew inclined his head.

"Hey, Drew!" Dan said, approaching with a beer. "Great party."

"Glad you're having fun," Drew replied before taking a sip of his drink. "Thanks for covering for me when I went down."

"We're all on the same team," Dan smiled, though Drew didn't look like he agreed. "Hey, have you seen Scarlett around?"

"Got a thing for redheads?" Drew smirked. "Sorry, but I think she's working. She's a hostess at a night club and it is a Saturday night."

"Right, makes sense," Dan winced before noticing us. "Hi guys."

"Dan," I inclined my head.

"So, tell me," Drew interjected, "where is Kayla tonight?"

"She, ah, she wasn't feeling up to coming," I winced. "She was tired after cheering so hard for you guys."

Drew's expression didn't change much, but something behind it did. "Well, please tell her I asked about her."

"We will, of course," Marcia spoke up immediately.

"Enjoy the party," Drew raised a drink toward us.

Dan came with us back out onto the dance floor. He asked Marcia for a dance, and the quiet girl was happy to oblige. I made a joke about Marcia being the only slut-sister Dan hasn't slept with. Josh just had to bring up Nicole. It was a fun evening, filled with dancing and drinking.

Exploring the old stone manor with Josh, I gulped down several drinks while he barely got through half his first one. I was red-faced and giggling as I led him by the hand, occasionally turning to touch him. Tipsy and horny, I pressed my body against him in the hall, grabbing his butt and kissing him all over his face.

"Ashley!" Josh gasped, looking around in panic. "There are people around!"

"It's a college party, baby," I slurred, my fingertips caressing his cheek. "It's normal to kiss. We can even do other things; naughtier things."

"Maybe we should get you some water," he offered as another couple walked by us.

"Hm, no thank you," I shook my head as I reached up to run my fingers through his curly blond hair. "Have I told you how much I love your hair?"

"A couple of times, yes," Josh smiled, pecking my lips.

"It's not fair!" I whined, stomping my foot dramatically.

"What's not fair?" he frowned, his hands on my bare upper arms.

"You're making me wet and won't fuck me!" I grumbled, grabbing his hand and pushing it up my sundress. "Here, feel."

"Ashley!" he exclaimed, trying to withdraw his hand. "Anyone could come by."

"I don't care," I husked, taking his lower lip between my teeth and lightly tugging on it. "I need it! I need it now!"

"Okay, okay," Josh whispered, taking my hand. "Let's go."

"Yay!" I laced our fingers and skipped along beside him, feeling very good.

The first guest room Josh entered was already occupied. He shut the door with a blush and an apology as the girl covered herself, her friend for the evening yelling at us to leave. We ended up in a game room where people were playing pool and throwing darts. Josh went over to a table and grabbed a bottle of water.

"Here, drink this," he offered.

"Ew, I don't want water," I waved the bottle away.

"You should stay hydrated," Josh told me.

"I want dick, not water!" I stomped my foot again. A few people looked over at us, and one guy gave Josh a thumbs-up.

"Fine, but I'm bringing the water," he sighed, leading me out of the game room.

I continuously kissed and groped Josh as we walked down the hall until we reached the library. Perfect; no one wanted to read during a college party! Dragging him inside, I kissed him passionately as he shut the door. Leading us to a sturdy table, I hopped up on it and wrapped my legs around his waist while pulling him closer.

"Mm, baby," I moaned between kisses, feeling him play with my boobs from outside my sundress. "Do you, do you remember the game we played and you kissed Marcia?"

"Yeah, you got upset," Josh replied, pulling back slightly. "Uh, why bring that up now?"

"I got jealous," I admitted quietly, looking at his handsome face.

"You don't need to be jealous," he shook his head. "Marcia just got lost in the heat of the moment."

"I know," I told him, liquid courage driving me forward. "We said we were okay with each other sometimes playing around because we probably won't last."

"Yes, I remember," Josh pecked my lips. "Most relationships at our age aren't permanent. And I know you and your Slut-sisters are. Maybe it's weird, but I'm not jealous. Steven's with Lexi. As for Dan, well, I know you wouldn't ever date him."

"Gross," I made a face. "Dan's less of an ass these days, but I wouldn't date him. If I wasn't so horny, I probably wouldn't have let him stick it in me."

"You're drunk and horny now," he reminded me. "Why did you stop to bring this up?"

"I wanted to tell you something, baby," I whispered, kissing him softly.

"I'm listening," Josh told me, pecking my lips several times.

"I'm jealous because I don't want us to be a teenage fling," I swallowed weakly, relying on the booze for confidence. "I love you."

Josh froze for a moment. Then he reached out and took my face in both hands. "I love you, too."

Then we were kissing. I pulled him tight against me, my sundress pushing my my thighs so we could grind. His hands slid into the dress, pulling out both my big boobs. He broke the kiss so he could bury his face in my tits while I worked to extract his erection from his shorts.

I gave him several strokes to make sure he was fully hard, then I guided him into position. His mushroom head pushed by the strap of my panties to slot at my entrance. With my ass on the edge of the table, I looked up at him as he pushed forward and slid his entire length into my tight tunnel.

"God, yes!" I threw my head back passionately. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!"

"Ashley!" he grunted, placing his hands on the table for balance.

My long legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him deep inside. We exchanged soft kisses as Josh continued pumping my cunt at a steady pace. Due to the position, he couldn't fuck me too hard, but it didn't matter. The clockwork thrusts served to slowly build my pleasure, sending me closer and closer to the peak.

"Fuck my little pussy, yes!" I cooed, my hands gripping the edge of the table. "God, I love your cock! Oh! You're getting so deep, baby, so deep!"

"You feel so good," Josh gasped, looking like he was already close.

"It's okay, baby. It's okay. Cum. Cum inside me," I urged, the thought of him filling me with warm cum bringing about my own orgasm. "I'm gonna cum fast, too. Cum in me. I wanna feel it. I wanna feel it shooting in me, filling me. Oh God, ah! I'll take it all! Cum!"

Josh thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in my body as his cock swelled. I moaned and shuddered, my internal muscles contracting as warm, thick, sticky cum filled my little pussy. He pressed his lips to mine as I moaned into his mouth, both of us riding out the orgasmic wave.

A minute later we were lying on the table and holding each other. "Sorry I came so fast."

"Hey, nothing wrong with a quickie," I giggled. "I came, too."

"Good," Josh nodded, his hand massaging my bare breast. "So, um, what now? What we said? It's not just because you're drunk?"

"I'm not THAT drunk, baby," I insisted, kicking off my flip-flops. "Seriously, I just need some water and a little while."

"Okay," he smiled. "Uh, where is that water?"

"Seriously?" I laughed. "You're asking about if I really meant it when I said I loved you, and you're worried about the water?"

"You need to stay hydrated," Josh shrugged. "You drank a lot."

"I've been more fucked up than this," I grinned. "But, you're sweet. And yes, Josh, I love you."

"I love you, too," he kissed me passionately. "I don't know what's gonna happen, but let's stop saying teenage relationships don't last. Let's see what we can become."

"I like that," I nodded before looking at him nervously. "So, what does this mean for, um, you know?"

"I know you have a special bond with the girls... and Steven," he said. "Honestly, the idea is bothering me less than I thought. For anyone besides them? Let's just talk before anything happens."

"I can work with that," I told him. "I'll work on my jealousy issues. Especially if a shy boy like you can handle our strange relationship."

"Every relationship is strange," Josh reasoned. "That's what makes them special."

"Fuck, I'm one lucky bitch," I giggled, reaching down to wrap my fingers around his cock. "Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a dick that needs sucking."

~Marcia Moore~

Saturday August 30, 2025

I didn't move much on the dance floor. I made sure to sway enough to not look out of place, one hand loosely wrapped around my black plastic cup. My attention wasn't on the music or the bodies moving around me. It was on everything else; who was doing what, the cliques that were forming. Anything I could learn mattered.

Ashley and Josh had left, likely to find a private room for some horizontal dancing. Lexi was still playing poker, and from the looks of it, she had already stolen all the chips from two players. Dan had been dragged off by a gaggle of sorority girls and cheerleaders. That left me on the outside.

Taking a small sip of my drink, I let my eyes drift across the room. Drew Kensington caught my eye again. There was something in his expression I had noticed earlier. Not just frustration or the pain from his ankle. Something deeper. He kept looking to the door, like he was expecting someone. Or hoping for someone. I had a feeling I knew who that someone was.

A surprising guest was Brittney O'Connor, the former head cheerleader at my high school. She was originally going to come to CSUA until her parents kicked her out for starring in adult films. Brittney was talking to a tall cheerleader with dirty-blonde hair. The taller woman was walking funny and looked exhausted.

Turning my attention to Kelsey, I noticed she was still near the hallway and close to her sister. Kelsey's shoulders were slightly hunched and her fingers were wrapped tightly around the glass bottle. She wasn't looking at people, she was looking at doors, at corners, gaps in the crowd. Exits.

Klarissa whispered something to Kelsey, who nodded quickly in response. A smile followed, one that didn't reach her eyes. After what she endured, it made sense. Showing up at all took courage. Perhaps if she acted like things were normal for long enough, they eventually would be.

There was another loose circle of people standing not too far from Kelsey. One guy was leaning back against the wall like he owned the world. A girl was laughing at something another guy said, but I could tell it was forced. Like she was trying to keep him happy. He was a thin college guy with brown hair. No one from that group looked at the game highlights playing on the television. They were there for something else.