The Sisterhood of Sex
Date: 11.08.2009
Keywords: Sex, Sisterhood, of, The,
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My name is Rachael, I'm 49 years old, and one of the three founding members of S.O.S., the Sisterhood of Sex.
The sisterhood began a few years back as part of a running joke between myself and two very close girlfriends. We would get together during the day while the kids were at school and the topic would almost always turn to sex, or as was often the case, the lack of it.
Some of the girls from our group have moved on to other towns and started their own 'chapter', and from time to time we've had friends and family who've asked to join the sisterhood. Now, 7 years later, we have 37 'sisters' in 8 groups spread across 3 states.
My kids have left home and I now have time to put pen to paper so I thought the best way to describe the 'Sisterhood' would be to tell you about our latest 'sister', Kerry. This is Kerry's story...
Last year Kerry, Dave, and their 3 kids moved in next door. Kerry is 35, Dave 36, and their kids (all boys) are 7, 9, & 11. Dave works as a bricklayer and Kerry stays at home to take care of the boys.
Kerry and I quickly became good friends, she's a likeable sort of girl and prone to many 'blonde moments' even though she's a redhead.
Most of my friends returned to work as their children got older. I never had any work experience and so I've continued to be a 'kept woman' and remain the dutiful housewife. Having Kerry at home next door during the day has been a godsend and I spend a huge amount of time with her.
I usually go over about 10ish for coffee and sometimes help her with the housework so we can go shopping or visiting together.
Unlike the earlier days with my friends, Kerry and I rarely discussed sex, I've been getting more than my fair share so I guess it wasn't an issue for me, and Kerry, I guess it wasn't something she wanted to discuss. That was until last month, the day after a barbecue at my house, when she asked me about SOS.
It would seem that some of the guys at the barbecue had told Dave that in order to improve his floundering sex life he should get Kerry to ask me about SOS. (Truth be known it was those guys looking to improve their own sex life, not Dave's).
Anyway, Kerry asked me "What's SOS? Dave thinks it's like Viagra for women."
"What do you think it is Kerry?" I asked. "Or better still, why do you think you need it?"
"I have absolutely no idea, on both counts. Dave's got it into his head that every other man on earth has got a better sex life than him and of course that's down to me. The reality is that if he wasn't so damn tired all the time he'd get it a lot more often than he does."
"I take it then that you're a little frustrated. Sexually, I mean."
Then she hit me with "Look Rachael, I have feelings, needs, desires, just like every other woman, just not at the end of a day filled with screaming kids and while being pestered by a half drunk husband who thinks making love involves a quick grope of my tits and a blow-job".
"Well Kerry, sounds to me like you're a perfect candidate for SOS. Are you ready for what I'm about to tell you?"
"So what, you have some magic pill that's going to make it all better? Because I've gotta tell you the problem's at Dave's end, not mine. So your pill won't work on me."
"There is no pill Kerry, and the solution SOS can offer is for you. Your feelings, your needs, and most of all, your desires. Piqued your interest?"
"God I hope this isn't like Avon. Go on then, what's SOS?"
"If I tell you... whether you want in... or out, this remains a secret and doesn't go beyond these walls. Is that understood?"
"So... what... is it some kind of secret society?"
"Something like that. Everything from here on in remains between us, ok?"
"Ok."
"SOS stands for the 'Sisterhood of Sex' and while we have 36 'sisters' participating around the country our little group here is only four strong. It was 5 until a few weeks back when one of our members moved down south."
"Moved down south, you don't mean your friend Margaret?"
Yes, Margie was one of the sisters. How did you know Margie?"
"She came to visit you a few months back to tell you she was moving and you weren't home so she came to see if I knew where you were. We spent some time together, talking, and stuff..."
"What kind of stuff? If I know Margie, any more than half an hour alone with a pretty young woman like yourself and she would have made a move on you. Don't tell me she did..."
"Yes, I haven't told a soul until now. I was so shocked when it happened I just froze up. She was sitting beside me on the lounge when she put her hand on my thigh. I looked her in the eye and just froze solid. She ran her hand up to my crotch and rubbed me through my panties. She rubbed me for a few minutes and tried to kiss me but when I didn't respond she just said sorry and left."
"What did you do?"
"Rachael, I don't know that I should say any more about it."
"Look, it happened, get it off your chest. Tell me about it."
"Well, to tell you the truth, I felt so violated but all I could think of was how horny I felt. My nipples were hard as nails, my breathing was heavy, and my pussy was on fire. I continued to rub, just as she had, and within seconds I had the most intense orgasm I've had in many years. Do you think I might be a lesbian, Rachael?"
"No sweetie, you were probably just extra horny at the time. And that's what the sisterhood is all about, helping each other to relieve some of that sexual frustration."
"You mean you're all a bunch of dykes?"
"Not at all, and that couldn't be further from the truth. We girls make sure that we each look out for each other's sexual needs. We're all married, have families, and our husbands are all self-centered pricks when it comes to sex. Sound like anyone you might know?"
"So you aren't all lesbians?"
"Look, some of us enjoy the company of other women, as well as men, but we all enjoy a damn good fucking. The only difference between us and other married women is that we're organized and we're in control. SOS is about getting plenty of what you want, how you want, and with none of the guilt of having an affair. Are you still interested?"
"I'm not sure, Rachael."
"Look girl, you just told me how frustrated you are, and so much so that the mere touch of a hand on your pussy sent you over the top. By the sound of it your last orgasm was pretty hard to top but what if I could show you a way to better that and then some and still have no guilt at the end of it?
"I don't know. Look, it's time for me to pick up the kids from school. I know you mean well but perhaps this isn't for me."
"I tell you what, you think on it overnight and come see me after the kids go to school tomorrow if you still want to talk about it. If not, we never had this conversation."
"I don't know."
"Well, it's time I was off too so I guess I'll either talk to you in the morning, or perhaps not." And with that I left.
At 10.00am the next morning Kerry came over. I had a feeling she would, if only to find out more, and I had plans in place to help persuade her this would be the best decision of her married life.
We sat and went through a bit of small talk for about half an hour or so before I finally said to her "So what's it to be? Do we take this to the next step or not? Everything is still just between us and won't ever be revealed. Have you thought about what we discussed yesterday?"
"I have and it was whilst in bed last night when Dave groped my tits for five minutes before falling asleep that I decided to at least consider what's on offer. So, tell me, how does this work?"
"This works to your favor. Just remember, you never do anything you don't want to, and you'll do it all with your husband's consent. In fact, your husband will always be keen for you to remain in the sisterhood."
"But what does the sisterhood actually do, Rachael? What sort of things are we talking about?"
"We come together once a fortnight as a group, husbands and wives, for an orgy of sexual pleasure. The women meet prior to the night to discuss what we each want to experience. We've been at it for so long that our men are used to our 'way of things' and just go with the flow. But there are strict rules that we 'sisters' stick to and I'll go into the details of those if and when you decide you're definitely in. Any questions so far?"
"Yes, so this is just about having orgies? Are you like... just a bunch of swingers or something?"
"Sweetie, how would you like to have hours of hot, torrid sex, with orgasms coming out of your ears, and the very next day your husband will kiss you, tell you he loves you, and ask when you can do it all again? We're talking about satisfying your desires here. The idea is that while your desires are being catered to your husband is being taken care of, with his attention diverted from your activities by a like-minded sister or two. Do you think you can cope with that?"
"It all seems so underhanded. Where's the 'guilt free' come in to it?"
"If Dave's keen for you to do it, would you be less concerned about guilt then?"
"What, me tell Dave about this? Forget it, he's not a violent man but I certainly wouldn't be in the same room when I dropped this on him. Christ, he thinks you've got some underground sex drug for sale."
"As I said... if Dave's keen for you to do it will you go commit to a full group session? Trust me, you really won't have any regrets."
"So how do we convince Dave then? I'm not doing this alone. Surely your sisterhood has come across this in the past."
"Yes we have my girl... yes we have. And when my guest arrives in just a few moments we'll explain a little more."
My 'guest' arrived about 10 minutes later. Having convinced myself that Kerry would succumb to the call of the sisterhood I called 'Sister' Gabriel the previous night and asked her to come give me a hand this morning. Gabe is 37 and nearer Kerry's age than I am so I thought it might help sway things. I introduced her to Kerry and we got straight down to business.
I started with "Everything from here on in is about convincing Dave.
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Keywords: Sex, Sisterhood, of, The,