Olivia’s face lights up. “Okay, why not. It’s the only weekend I’m going to be able to do something reckless. Go big or go home.”
“That’s what I like to hear. First things first, stand up.” I move her from me to the chair I was sitting on. “Now, sit down right here.” Placing her into position. “Seeing as Ness is already married and won’t even look at another beefcake because … well, she doesn’t have to as she gets to screw Christian Taylor every night.” Vanessa high-fives me. “I think Olivia should take her obligatory bachelorette lap dance instead.” Olivia looks freaked out, but the rest of the girls encourage her. “Do you trust me, princess?” She nods slowly. “I promise I won’t push you too far, just enough to have some fun.” Olivia is still unsure but goes with it anyway. That’s a good girl. “Great, boys,” I say, calling out to the three hunks. “I need you to shake what your mama gave ya for this beautiful woman sitting here.” I point at Olivia, who looks petrified.
Before too long, stripper music starts playing, and the three of them move closer to Olivia, who doesn’t know where to lookas they start to dance all over her. She squeals when one of the guys places her hand on his bare ass.
“That’s it, squeeze that ass. You’ve got this girl. Smack it. He likes that. Yeah.” I yell out words of encouragement to Olivia as I dance to the music. The rest of the girls are clapping and helping her loosen up. She’s still so stiff, so I wiggle my ass over to the bar and grab the bottle of tequila. “Open up, princess, you need some Dutch courage.” I pour a generous amount of liquid courage down her throat, she takes it like a trooper. I then dance around and start pouring shots down the non-pregnant women’s throats. The party is in full swing now. I make my way over and give her another generous shot. Olivia is a lightweight so this should be enough for her to get going, and when I finish my second round of shots, I notice her hands are now roaming over the naked men’s bodies, her cheeks are still flushed, but at least she doesn’t look scared anymore.
“That’s it, princess, squeeze their butts,” I tell her again. Which she does, and this time she giggles. Yes! That’s it. “Now, test what’s under the apron,” I tease her. She furiously shakes her head, but the stripper knows the drill and pushes her hand under the apron and makes her grip his dick. Olivia’s eyes widen and her lips form an ‘O’ in surprise as the stripper makes her jerk him off, but she has closed her eyes. Girl, open them and enjoy what’s happening.
I grab the bottle again and walk over to her.
“Open up, babe.” I pour another shot down her throat. “His cock looks pretty damn hard, you’re doing great, sweetie.” I saunter off and take a seat as I watch Olivia finally let go, her eyes open as she watches her hand move underneath the apron. “What else do you want to do?” I yell out at her, and the gorgeous little thing is so confused. “These men are all yours for the night if you want them.” Olivia’s eyes widen, which makes me laugh. She is going to have the best night tonight, I’m going tomake sure of it. One of the other strippers leans over and starts nuzzling her neck, which makes her gasp and let go of the guy’s dick.
“Liv, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” Vanessa calls out to her.
Olivia is looking a little overwhelmed, shit, I hope I didn’t push her too far. “Okay, fellas, we might take a break,” I say, turning the music off. The men stop their dancing. “I think we could do with some more drinks.” They nod and get back to it.
“You did so well,” I tell Olivia while she buries her face in her hands. I feel bad, I thought she was enjoying it.
“His dick was so thick, that can’t be real.” She gasps. This makes us laugh. “What?” she asks, seemingly confused.
“I think you have definitely been with the wrong men, then,” Camryn tells her.
“I’m such a reject.” Olivia groans.
“Hey, no. Remember, I was married for ten years before I hooked up with Evan. I had such self-doubt because I hadn’t been with that many people, but let me tell you, when the sex is that good, it doesn’t matter how inexperienced you are. Human instinct takes over, and you just go with the flow,” Sienna explains to her.
“Well, we all know I was a slut before hooking up with Christian, so I have no advice,” Vanessa adds.
“Same here, babe, before Harris,” Camryn states.
“Thanks, guys. I’m sorry to have kind of crashed your bachelorette party like this, Ness,” Olivia says.
“Hey, I am most definitely not touching thick, stripper dick, so someone should enjoy it,” Vanessa tells her.
The night turns crazy as more shots are had, and the strippers walk around keeping the girls nice and loose.
“I’m just heading to the bathroom,” I tell my girls and head away from the action. After I’ve done my business, I’m surprisedto see one of the strippers has followed me, he probably needs the bathroom. “It’s all yours,” I say, walking out of the bathroom.
“I’m all yours.” He grins, taking a couple of steps toward me.
“Excuse me?” Did I hear him correctly? My mind is a little fuzzy from the drinks.
“You seem like fun,” he says, biting his bottom lip.
“I’m heaps of fun,” I tell him.
Then he pushes his apron aside and shows me the most glorious, pierced cock I’ve ever seen. He has metal that goes up the entire shaft. Oh my! “My dick is a lot of fun too.”
I hum in agreement. “He does look like a lot of fun,” I agree, licking my lips.
“Wanna find out how much fun he is?” the stripper asks.
Oh. Catching on to what he is saying. “Come on in,” I say, stepping aside to let him enter the bathroom. I close the door behind him and lock it. “Fuck, your dick is stunning.”
“You can touch it,” he says, unfastening his apron and placing it on the sink. He doesn’t have to ask me twice as I reach out and run my fingers over the studded bumps. “He feels so fucking amazing when I sink in. We both feel its benefits.”
“Is that so?” I smirk at him as my hand wraps around it. “Do you want to show me?” I ask, pulling the man to me as I jerk him off.
