It was a Tuesday afternoon, I was scheduled to walk down the aisle that upcoming Saturday. I had been getting text messages all day from the girls about the plans for the evening. I was going to be picked up at 6pm. So I knew to be ready by then. I started getting ready around 4, with the usual shower and all the events that happen in the shower daily for me of shaving everything, washing my hair and body, you know all that good stuff.
I got out and started with the full lotion treatment, then went to working on my hair standing in the mirror with just a towel wrapped around me. Then makeup which took a little bit of time, so I didn't mess it up. Leaving the bathroom I got to my prepared clothes I laid out on the bed. A nice form fitting dark red dress, some black thigh high boots, a nice lacy bra and that's it. Yes you read that correct, no panties. I was told by one of my GF to not wear any, as she wasn't either and wanted to make the night feel exciting for the both of us. I didn't think anything about what she meant, I just thought she was just wanting to do one of those crazy girl things. So I was like, hey why not. So I didn't wear any.
Got fully dressed. being extra careful not to mess up my hair and makeup while sliding my dress over my head. Few sprits of perfume and put on some jewelry and my outfit was complete. By this time I was within just a few minutes that the girls were to arrive and pick me up. I went to the living room to grab the essentials out of my purse, so I didn't have to carry it with me. I.D. and a house key and my cell phone was all I needed to bring. The girls said they had all expenses taken care of, so I didn't need money or a card.
I heard them. They were so loud when they pulled up. Beeping the horn and yelling, it's like they were k**s again. I knew then they were ready to have a good time. A few of the girls came flying thru the front door screaming and carrying on. When they spotted me they ran up to me, all of them throwing their hands around me. I could smell they were already enjoying themselves.
The lone straggler came trotting thru the door and yelled "Alright bitches, it's time for shots!!!" And before I knew it, a line of tequila shots were on the table and we were toasting to what the night is going to bring us.
After the shots, the girls grabbed up the glasses and bottle of liquor and we were headed out the door. My best friends husband was driving us in his Excursion. This way we would have enough room for us to all fit in one vehicle and have a designated driver. Off to dinner we went.
Dinner was pretty boring. So I won't bore you with those details. It is afterwards where the fun starts. We did during dinner add a few more round of shots and a glass of wine. So by the time we were done and our bellies were full. We all were feeling really good.
We left the restaurant and headed to a strip club that the girls were taking me to. It was ladies night and all the dancers were going to be males. It was a 30 min drive from where we were. A few more shots on the ride and a lot of cutting up was going on in the truck.
We get there, my bestie hugs me before going in and says, "I want you to have the best night of your life tonight."
I giggled and said, "okay," not thinking much of it. We entered and had the standard I.D. check at the door, the girls bragged to the guy at the door that I was getting married soon, he congratulated me and explained that he would send the manager over to congratulate me when he got a chance. AGAIN, I didn't think much of it.
We were finally in. Loud music, flashing lights, bodies moving everywhere, ladies cheering, this was my first few seconds inside and my senses were being overwhelmed.
We got our table in the corner that was reserved for us. It was a half round booth on one side of the table, but I had to sit in a special chair that was outside the booth, but between the table and stage. Orders for drinks were made, the guy dancers were parading around the place. Every now and again they would come and mess with us at our table and then move on to the next. We/I was really having a good time.
One dancer even came up and spun me around so I was facing the stage. He was dancing and shaking around. The girls hand me a few $1 bills to put in his G-string. As he was bending over, every now and again he would run his hands up my legs. He did that a few times and then one time he slid his hand all the way up, past my skirt, now his fingers were touching my vagina. I felt a quick poke by one of them inside me. He quickly withdrew it. He spun around and leaned over while dancing and said in my ear, "damn baby you are so wet." I gave him another dollar bill. And he was off.
Hoping that the girls did see what just transpired under my skirt, I turned back around and they were all giggling and cheering me on. One of the girls held up her glass and we all cheered as our plastic cups came together.
Then about a half hour later one of the girls pulled me by the arm off of the chair and told me in my ear that she got me a private dance. I looked at her like huh? She giggled and said, "it is a 1 song private dance, you go back with them and they dance for you."
I was like, ok, this would be interesting/fun.
So then the dancer grabs me by the arms. He was about 6ft tall, a very fit, very athletic and muscle guy. He was really hot. We go to a side door, down a hall and into a very not lit room with a big couch. It wasn't one like in a house, it was big as in if I sat all the way back my feet wouldn't touch the floor.
We both get fully in the room, you could hear the music from in the main area, as they had speakers in the room also. Then all of a sudden, the dancer spins me around so I am now facing him, backs me up to the couch, and pushes me back. It was a gentle but forceful push. I fell back on the couch.
It was a mere split second, I was laying there on the couch. He pushed me far enough that my whole body including my feet were on the couch. He pushed my feet, so my knees bent. I had the thought; this is going to be a weird position to get a dance in. And a fraction of a second later, he was pulling my skirt up to my belly. BEFORE I knew what was happening, he had my legs spread wide open, exposing my panty less vagina and his face pressed up against my bald wet lips, between my legs.
He went to town. I have no idea what hit me. Because within a mere minute and a half of him licking my pussy and clit and sliding his finger into my very wet tight hole, I was having one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had, right then and there. I felt like I was in the middle of a tornado, watching the 4th of July and new year's fireworks all in one. It was a massive blast between my legs. Like nothing I had ever had before.
He went on for about another minute or two, I couldn't tell you. Then he stopped as the music changed. He got up and the only thing he said was, "Damn Girl, that is one tight pussy." He turned around and walked away. I was left SPEECHLESS.
I laid there for just a few seconds to catch my breath, I pulled my skirt down, and got up off the couch. As I stood there fixing my skirt so as no one knew what just happened, I happened to look over at the dark area of the room I was standing in. There was this area where it looked like a window went, but there was no window in the frame. As my eyes focused on it, I could see past the frame and there were faces looking thru staring back at me. AT THIS VERY MOMENT, I think my heart was going to pound out of my chest. I walked out of the room.
Walking back thru the hallway leading back to the main area where everyone was, I was met by my friend that bought me the "private dance," she walked up to me, put her arms around me and gave me the biggest hug. "I hope you enjoyed your dance" she said. She put her face in front of mine as I was about to reply and said "SHHHHHHHHH, You just need to enjoy tonight."
We get back out to our table and the girls already had another round of drinks waiting on me. TO THE BRIDE TO BE one of them shouted. We all raised our plastic cups and they met for another salute to the evening of fun.
20 minutes later, the manager of the club came over and introduced himself. He did the standard how is everything, are we being taken care of properly, is there any problems. Then he looked at me. "Since you are getting married and you chose us to have your celebration with, I will give you a special. If you can talk your friends into another private dance, It will be 5 songs for the price of 1" he explained.
"Hell yeah I got you" one of the girls said as she looked at the manager and gave him the ok nod.
He was like good. I will have someone special come get you in a few minutes. AT THIS VERY MOMENT, my hear skipped a beat. Because I knew what just happened not too long ago in my last private dance.