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Cocksucking college s****r 1

I have always believed in fate; in the theory that everything happens for a reason. Such a philosophy has brought me a fair amount of ridicule over the years from my buddies. That said, only a crazy amount of fate or destiny could have allowed the dominoes to fall the way they did. So if you are curious how my s****r ended up my personal fuck-toy keep reading. I am twenty-two years old and, if I do say so myself, very good looking. I am 6'2, black as night hair, green eyes and all muscle. I have just returned from a stint in the military and am in the best shape of my life. I should also note that I have never had a problem with the ladies. While I wouldn't say they flock to me, I can say I have never gone very long between oil changes, if you get my drift. My s****r, Lily, on the other hand, was my polar opposite. She was shy, unlike my outgoing personality. She was a genius, unlike me with my solid 'D' average. She had never dated while I lived at home, when I had a different girlfriend every couple of weeks. And she was the epitome of nerd, wearing her hair in pigtails, wearing out-of-fashion glasses and always carrying a book. She also always wore long skirts and dressed as if she had just been time-warped from 1955. To make matters even worse, she had been wearing braces for the past three years. Anyway, when I returned from overseas, Lily had just begun college. It was just one week into the term and I imagined she would already be deep into Advanced Calculus for fun. ...

... The night that changed everything started like so many other uneventful nights. I had a date with a chick I had met a week earlier. I figured we would eat, catch a flick and then fuck. Meatloaf sings two out of three ain't bad, but it sure is when the one I don't get is laid. As fate would have it, I got a call from a high school buddy who was now a member of Alpha Delta something or other. He sounded d***k as he slurred on the phone, "Dude, get your ass to the Alpha house now." "Why?" I asked having been there last weekend at a so-called party, where the guys outnumbered the girls ten to one. It was the ultimate sausagefest and quite frankly I had enough of that in the military. "Dude, the initiation of Pi Sigma Pi is underway," he hollered. "So?" I asked, not really interested. "Fifty co-eds all in lingerie and competing in different sorority competitions," he screamed into the phone. "Real lingerie?" I questioned, sick of a flimsy nightie being considered lingerie. Real lingerie was garters and stockings or at the very least thigh high stockings. "Yes, you fucking picky dick. They are all wearing stockings or fishnets. Now get your fucking ass over here," he yelled into the phone before hanging up. I should explain I am a leg man and especially get turned on by a woman in stockings. Curiosity got the better of me and I high-tailed it over to the house. Once inside, I was in fetish perversion heaven. Dave wasn't lying, there were co-eds in garters and stockings everywhere. ...