The girls and I were having a fun night. We were drunk, loud and full.
The final stop on Saturday night was the strip club. We walked in and I was immediately uncomfortable. I’m not the type to ogle some men. But the alcohol was working and we were quickly the loudest group in the club.
The dancer we were watching first left and a new guy stepped up, a huge muscular black man covered in tattoos. He towered over us in a full suit. The music started and he started dancing.
My first confession is that I’ve never been with a black man before, or found many black men to be interested in me. But this man certainly was. He saw the bridge sash, pulled me on stage much to my chagrin, sat me in a chair, and started stripping.
As I sat up there, mortified, I noticed his already sweaty chest smelled incredible. Then suddenly his pants were off and he stood there in a thong so small his cock was falling out of it. And it was a huge cook, easily as thick as a coke can.
Suddenly he stood me up, bent me over the chair and started to grind against my ass.
Dear reader, I was wearing a skirt. His grinding was skin on skin. It felt incredible. And I most confess I think I blacked out for a moment because suddenly he had his head under my dress and with his teeth he grabbed my thong and pulled it down. My girlfriends went wild.
He went back to grinding, only this time, his cock went right between my now unprotected ass cheeks. My breathing was so heavy. His big hand grabbed my hair and pulled me back…hard.
And then the song was over.
He helped me off the stage in a daze like a gentleman and handed my thong back. I sat quietly in my chair while my friends laughed and cheered. While I mentally recovered my friend Jess went over and set up a private dance with him.
A few minutes later the girls are walking me to a private room, which I enter and find the same black stripper waiting for me.
Earlier in the night we had played a game at my friends house where we played a game of truth or dare essentially. Within that game I had confided to my girlfriends of my fiancés unfortunate penis size. So when they saw me on stage with the huge penis, they thought I deserved to see it close up one last time as a free woman…they just didn’t realize how close up.
He didn’t say a word as the next song started. I sat in the small room, he pinned my hands against the wall and started grinding his crotch on mine, his mouth inches away from my mouth.
He let go for a moment to pull his thong off and his cock sprang free. It was now rock hard. As he rubbed it against my thigh I felt his precum rub onto my leg. His breath on my mouth. His hands clenched on my arms. His cock rubbing against my thigh. I couldn’t help it.
I pointed my hips towards him so with every thrust he got closer and closer to my expose pussy. Until the head hit my lips. It was like electricity hit my body. I whispered, “oh fuck” which I think he took as “fuck me”. Because the next thing I knew he was entering me.
I’ve never been stretched like that before. I felt stuffed, almost too full. He started slow, just a quarter of his cock in me. Then he sped up. He was fucking me. And I loved it. A few minutes later I was crawling onto his lap as he sat in the chair and I started to ride him.
Almost immediately I felt my orgasm build. “I’m going to cum” I muttered.
“Me too. I’m going to cum”. He said.
I sped up. Our breath got heavier. I started to cum and felt his cock throbbing. We came together.
But something felt wrong. As we finished and both sat there for a moment, I knew in my heart what it was. As I crawled off of him, his cum dripped out of me. The condom broke.
He apologized but I told him not to worry, I’m on birth control. He helped me get cleaned up and handed me his card. Told me to hangout anytime. Then he kissed me.
I left the room and went the bathroom where I sat in a stall for awhile collecting myself and letting the cum drop out. Another mans cum.
I went back out to my girlfriends who teased me about what happened in the room – having no idea that I let another cock inside me – and we headed home. Only a few more weeks until the wedding…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5lxzp/f_i_had_my_bachelorette_party_last_nightand