Anna has, at some point in our three year relationship, had me naked for all of these girls. It's her favorite. To have me stripped completely of clothing and dignity, at Christmas gatherings and backyard barbecues, to take photos with her girlfriends, to completely humiliate me. She constantly threatens to show the guys. Said that if I wanted the pictures back, I'd have to marry her.
So why should her bachelorette party be any different? This is her last, main humiliation event, and it should be the worst. Naked except for a cock ring and a top hat, I've been forced to greet these women at the door, to pour them champagne and show them to their seats. They laugh at the costume, my red face, my forever hard penis. They give me little strokes and slaps, just enough to feel like a tease. They get good and drunk, and then the entertainment arrives.
He calls himself Jean Claude. He's completely waxed up and down, oiled up, naked within seconds, and dancing for the girls. I watch bridesmaid after bridesmaid kneel down and give him a good few sloppy sucks, but he's barely hard. I watch Anna take him too. She looks at me just before he enters her mouth, and then turns back doesn't look at me again for what feels like an eternity. Some of the girls whisper at each other and point in my direction. They cheer when my fiance finally gets Jean Claude hard.
Then Anna lets the man go. She looks at me and she has her own slobber covering her lips. She calls me over.
I've sucked cocks before. I like doing it-in private. I've even done it in front of Anna. But not these girls.
