The Bachelor Party [MF]

Disclaimer: This is all true and every detail is accurate to the best of my recollection. I am aware that a lot of people don’t appreciate what I’ve done and that’s understandable – before I did it, I would’ve felt the same way. I spent a lifetime of being more of a good-goody than most people and it turns out that there was something inside of me that needed more. Perhaps it would have been best to realize it sooner than I did, but I don’t regret the experiences I had while fulfilling it – including this one.

On the way to the airport to head back home, my boss and I talked about what a fun week it had been and how neither of us could believe that it had happened. We discussed how continuing it would not end well, although we both longed for more. He asked me if I could have anything, what would it be. I told him that I’d like to do it one more time, but I’d want…”more.”

When he asked me what more was, I told him to surprise me. He laughed and we had a very lengthy discussion about limits and fantasies, and such. We ended up deciding that my only limit was no bodily fluids, but beyond that he was free to come up with whatever activity he wanted because I knew I’d enjoy it. He agreed and said to give him some time and we basically left it at that.

Fast forward six months and I sow up to work with an envelope on my desk in my boss’ handwriting asking me if I’m free a week from Saturday and if I’m up for that one last meeting that we had discussed. He instructed me to go to the break room and get a glass of water if the answer was yes. I thought about it for a long time and decided it was best if I didn’t, but after about 20 minutes I impulsively made way way to the break room, got some water, and returned to another note. The instructions were to be at a particular fancy hotel on the Saturday in question, promptly at 4pm, and that there would be a key waiting for me at the front desk under the name Sarah Smith.

The next week and a half drug by horribly slow, but finally Saturday arrived. My husband and I are both very busy people and spend a fair amount of time not just together, but apart with our own hobbies and friends. Getting away was as easy as saying that I was going out with the girls and that if I had too much to drink, I’d be back in the morning. And it was with that statement that I made my way to the hotel, asked for my key as “Sarah Smith” with as much confidence as I could muster, and made my way up to the room.

There was a few bottles of wine chilling on a table along with some vodka and another note. The envelope said “If you open this, you agree to whatever is inside.” I sat down, took a big drink of vodka, and opened the envelope. My heart immediately dropped.

There is a box on the table that contains the outfit you’ll be wearing tonight. On the top floor of this hotel there is a suite. Inside of that suite there is a bachelor party. We are going out for the night, but because the groom is afraid of being seen at a strip club by someone he knows, when we return you will be our stripper for the night. Please order whatever you’d like from room service and drink enough to make yourself brave. I will call with further instructions.

I thought about leaving, quitting my job, moving away, and never looking back. I couldn’t though. I agreed. I got myself into this. I was terrified…but also a little turned on. I’d never done anything like this, but after two bottles of wine, steak and lobster, I was feeling up to it.

The box had lingerie in it, much like what I’d worn in Las Vegas. It was black, leather, and lacy – a bustier with garter belt, a thong, stockings, heels, and a very tight dress that showed every curve and tons of cleavage. I put it all on and started to watch TV, still drinking and anxiously awaiting what would come.

At almost exactly 9, the phone rang. My voice cracked as I said hello and my boss said “It’s time. Take elevator up to the top floor and enter room 2001. The door is unlocked and there’s a large room where we’ll be. Show time. And then the phone clicked.

My stomach was in knots as I made my way to the elevator and tried to ignore the stares of two younger guys who were walking out of it. The elevator dinged and I walked to the end of the hallway where I saw the door marked “2001.” My knees weakened as I went inside and say five guys sitting on the couches. They cheered as I came in.

Sitting there was my boss, his brother whom I recognized from pictures, two good looking guys I’d never seen before, and Chris – a guy who worked in our office. We made eye contact and I almost fainted. They were all rowdy and ready to see me. The lights were dimmed and some music started. I tried to dance like strippers do, and while I felt awkward, I guess I was doing alright.

I started to slowly unbutton my buttons and after a while the dress began to slide down past my hips. They cheered again at the look of me in my lingerie I kept dancing and was starting to really get into it as they let me know how much they loved it. The hooks on the lingerie were undone but by bit and finally I was dancing topless. They erupted as my boss instructed me to give the groom – one of the guys I didn’t know – a lap dance.

I did as I was told and really started to get into it. I swatted him away when he tried to touch and went on to the next guy. After that was my bosses brother and then Chris, who was frozen in disbelief at what he was seeing. My boss was next and I really teased him, but before I knew it, his throbbing hard cock was in my mouth again. The guys all really loved this and were cheering us both on.

I assumed this would be the end of it and was planning my escape when my boss directed my mouth off to the side where another dick was waiting on me. From there I ended up on my knees, taking turns tying to pleasure everyone the best I could. Before I knew it, my bosses brother was pulling out of my mouth and cumming all over my bare tits and face.

My boss pulled me up to my feet an led me over to the groom who was sitting by a desk. Before I could protest, I was bent over the desk, my thong pulled to the side, and the groom was inside of me. I moaned loudly and came quickly as he fucked me with all of those guys watching – it was more than I could handle.

Everyone had a turn with me laid over the desk while the rest watched. All I could do was scream, try to control the spasms as I got off, and hold myself up so it wouldn’t stop. At some point I ended up in the bed riding the groom with Chris’ cock in my mouth and my boss fucking me in the ass. I squirted over and over and my entire body felt like it was full of lightning. Everyone came eventually and I collapsed on the bed.

The next morning I woke up and was lying there in disbelief at what I had done. A huge sense of shame and pride came over me. Everyone was gone and I was just alone, sticky, sore, and slightly hung over. It was the most incredible night of my life.

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