Bachelorette Party Stripper

I'd like to thank my brother and beta reader leftylooo. I bounce ideas off of him and he gives me encouragement.

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Hi, I'm Laci, a 5'-3", 110 pound, strawberry blonde (more strawberry than blonde), entertainer. I happen to remove my clothing for young, sometimes not so young, ladies at parties, particularly bachelorette parties. I do parties with other themes, but not as often as bachelorette parties. I do not do men's parties, for safety and other reasons. My friends call me Laci Underalls, but my real name is Laci Underhill. I hate my parents, particularly my dad, because he knew

exactly

what he was doing,

fuckin' Caddyshack,

he thought he was hilarious. My mom didn't stop him. Assholes... honestly, I don't hate my parents, but

Grrrr...

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Stripping doesn't necessarily mean that every time that I strip, I fuck someone. Honestly, it's rare for me to do it. Some of the other girls fuck multiple times per night. I don't judge. If that's what they like and want, they have every right as well as every opportunity.

The company for which I work has no rules about sexual contact with the clients. Their contract plainly stipulates that the client is paying for a striptease dance or dances for the client, be it a bride, groom, whoever. What is unsaid is if there is contact of a sexual nature; that is between the stripper and the client. The contract is signed well before the strippers are scheduled. No contract, no dancers, no misunderstandings, it's pretty simple.

I have...

had

, one hard and fast rule, no fucking the bride-to-be. I didn't want to be the reason why any bride had doubts. This past weekend I broke, no...shattered, no...

nuked

my hard and fast rule. Before you ask,

yes

the wedding was cancelled.

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Honestly, this was to be a standard bachelorette party, a really big one, but standard, nonetheless. There were three of us booked, Diamond, Sapphire and me, Ruby. I know,

classic

, right? Otherwise known as Emma, Charlotte and Laci.

Using an alias is not only standard operating procedure, it is an absolute necessity. The most rational, sane and normal people can, having irrationally convinced themselves that the stripper is completely infatuated with them, go certifiably insane.

When I started, I was advised to take down any social media presence before performing my first show. It was explained how relentless obsessed fans can be and after a couple of terrifying examples, I was convinced. I shut down my Instagram account, after having removed all the photographs and I did the same with Facebook. I am fully aware that once something has been posted on the Internet; it is there forever and a determined search can find it. I have proceeded with the assumption that people who know me as Laci are not looking for me as Ruby and vice versa. I also actively avoid having anything posted with my real name attached/tagged, etc. It's all I can do and have been successful to date in avoiding any stalkers.

Knock on wood...

Another standard operating procedure is to have security along for the protection of the dancers. The requirement can be waived for bachelorette parties if the dancers feel safe with the clients. Honestly, women can get exponentially crazier than their male counterparts, so it is not a given that a waiver is issued. It's actually kind of rare that it is done up front. Often, the guys are sent home after the dancers get familiar and comfortable with the clients.

In this case, Emma (Diamond) knew the bride-to-be. Emma was a server at a downtown restaurant and the bride-to-be was a regular. They had gotten to be, not exactly friends, but more than acquaintances. After the show was set up, Emma talked to Charlotte and me and asked if we would be okay with not having security. We both said that if she was comfortable, we were comfortable. The lack of security normally will not only allow, but actually promote uninhibited behavior. Not only for the clients, but for the dancers.

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As I said, this was to be a really big party. Something like fifteen to twenty women in a huge home. We were instructed to bring at least three costume changes as the hostess, i.e. maid of honor, paid for and wanted three shows from each of us. The company has a website with pictures of all the dancers, so Sapphire and I were specifically chosen to accompany Diamond. This was going to be a full evening, so the company negotiated an incredible fee for all three of us. Yeah, they made more money, too, but they

realllly

took care of us.

I took six changes, as I wanted to be able to fit into the mood of the room. I didn't know if Emma and Charlotte brought additional costumes, beyond the requested three, as well. I brought the somewhat standard French Maid and Schoolgirl outfits. I also brought a Sexy Cowgirl, not a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader, a Flight Attendant, a Nurse and a Sexy Secretary.

We arrived together, having shared an Uber, in the early afternoon, well before the party started. The maid of honor, Sara, showed us where the party was to be held; the rec room, which opened out to the pool.

Sara then escorted us to a bedroom where we were to change. The bedroom was up a sweeping staircase and at the end of the hall. I say bedroom, because that was what she called it, but it was actually a suite with a bedroom, full bath, sitting room and enormous walk-in closet. We carried our outfits, hair and makeup bags into the closet and bathroom. Through French doors was a walk out balcony which overlooked the pool. As big and seemingly ostentatious as this home was, there was nothing garish about it. All of the decorations were understated and tastefully done.

"Ladies, this is your home for the evening." Sara told us. "There's a refrigerator in the sitting room with soft drinks, energy drinks, sports drinks, wine, and cheese and crackers. Help yourself to anything that you would like."

All three of us stood in the middle of the bedroom looking around with our mouths agape.

Sara turned around and saw our stunned reaction for the first time. She giggled, "Yeah, I reacted pretty much the same way the first time I visited here."

I found my voice, "This isn't your house?"

Sara laughed, "No, this is the bride's parent's home."

Emma was the most awestruck. "I had no idea that Harper had this kind of money."

Sara laughed again, "Don't get me wrong, Harper does very well for herself, but this is representative of her parent's money, not hers. Her parents are in Dallas on business and graciously offered the use of the house for the party. Sara doesn't live here anymore." She stopped and smiled, "The offer was not entirely altruistic. We had planned a Vegas trip for this party and Harper's mom got very nervous about us having a party in public. She's a very private person and the thought of us girls being in range of strangers with cameras and "bad intentions" (she did the air quotes) terrified her."

We looked at each other and shrugged. I said, "Okay, what's the plan? You asked for three changes. I brought six."

Diamond said, "I brought six, too." Sapphire nodded and said, "Me too."

Sara said, "Here's the plan for the evening. This is a combination of a bachelorette, pool party and sleepover. I believe that most of the girls will arrive wearing their bathing suits. Some will not go near the water, but most of them will be in the pool before much of anything else happens. I know that you're here really early, and there's a reason for that. I'd like for the first time the guests see you to be when you start your first show. So, I'd like you to wait for me to come and get you."

We again shrugged and agreed, "It's your party..."

Sara nodded and continued, "What costumes did you bring?"

I explained my six, Diamond described a French Maid, Schoolgirl, a Sexy Librarian, a Beauty Pageant Contestant, a Sexy Nurse and Vampire. Sapphire also explained hers, a French Maid, Schoolgirl, High School Cheerleader, Ballerina, Catwoman and Yoga Queen.

Sara grinned, "Do you mind if I choose the first outfits?"

We looked at each other again, shrugged and I asked, "What do you have in mind?"

Sara began describing her vision of the first "act." "I'd like you to all be wearing your schoolgirl outfits. Walk in together as though you are walking home from school. Then gather at the front of the room like you're in one of your bedrooms. If you're comfortable with some acting, say something like 'Oh, mommy is going to be late and daddy is on a golf trip. Can you guys spend the night?' Then maybe you could help each other get out of your clothes. Ummmm, and maybe kiss and touch each other a little? Would that work for you?"

We looked at each other, a little stunned. Then Diamond started giggling and then Sapphire and I joined in. I said, "Sara, you should think about choreographing strip shows. That is a really hot scenario. What else did you have in mind?"

She looked a little embarrassed. "I hadn't really thought that far ahead, but maybe start serving drinks in your French Maid outfits and then get a little frisky with the girls?"

Sapphire said, "Holy shit Sara, you need to start thinking about doing this for real! We can roll with that and keep improvising. Any other thoughts?"

"I'm not sure, but maybe have the Librarian bring the Cheerleader to the Nurse? The Cheerleader has a twisted ankle. Have the Nurse and the Librarian help the Cheerleader out of her clothes. You, know, a really ridiculous porn scenario where there is no need for

anybody

to get naked, but

everyone

does

."

Sara was bright red at the conclusion of her explanation. The three of us looked at each other and started laughing.

Then, I got serious. "Sara, that's awesome. But, I have a question. Do you, and/or the rest of the girls expect to have sex with us?"

She froze, covered her face with her hands and did not answer.

Sternly I said, "You're not paying us for that and frankly, we're not whores or sluts. We're strippers, there's a world of difference." I looked at Sapphire and Diamond and they were frowning and nodding in agreement.

Sara, kept her hands over her face, "I am so embarrassed. I know you're not whores. I was, uhhh we were, well, ummm, uhhh, hoping, ummm, that you would be up for a little fun. I, uhhh, we, uhhh, are not

expecting

you to do anything..." She ran out of gas, stumbled over to a chair and collapsed. Her elbows were on the chair arms and her head in her hands.

I tilted my head toward the closet on the other side of the sitting room. The others followed me. I closed the doors to both. I looked at the other two. "Well, what do you think?"

They looked at each other and giggled. "Ruby, you

know

that we're

always

up for fun. Let's just play it by ear."

I sighed, "Okay, but I'm out. You know that I rarely fool around at these things."

Diamond said, "Sweet!!! That gives Sapphire and me a couple of dozen to split." Then she snorted with laughter. "Split...get it?" Sapphire rolled her eyes and joined in, I just groaned.

We went back out. Sara was still slumped in the chair.

"Sara," I said softly. She looked up. "Diamond and Sapphire will play it by ear. I'm out. I will stick around and play safety and security, okay?"

Sara's eyes were big, round and wet with tears. "

Really?!?!?"

She squealed. She looked at me, "Are you sure you're out? It'll be so much fun!"

I rolled my eyes and growled, "Don't push or you'll get three dances from each of us and then we're outta here."

She threw her hands up, "Okay, okay, okay..."

Then she stood and looked up and down my 5'-3" and snickered. "Safety

and

security?

Riiiight..."

Diamond and Sapphire stepped back; aware of how badly this kind of disrespect pisses me off. "My dad put me in martial arts when I was 9 because of my, let's say, 'lack of stature'. I am currently a 5

th

Dan, which is a 5

th

Degree black belt in Taekwondo. I have also started instruction in Krav Maga. I am more than able to handle

anybody

who will be at this party. Is there anything else?"

Sara shuffled back three or four steps. "Uhhh, no I think we're good." Shen then said, "Please change into the schoolgirl outfits, relax and I'll be back to get you in a while."

"One more question," I said. "We've got a playlist and a wireless speaker. Can you put it in the room someplace that everyone can hear it?"

Sara said, "Yeah, I can do that." She took it from Sapphire. Then she left, closed the door and we sat down. "We need to discuss how we want each of these scenarios to go." I said.

Sapphire said, "Let's go ahead and get dressed, fix our hair and try and get a feel for the schoolgirls. I know that I haven't done the multiple dancer thing before. Have either of you?"

Diamond and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

Sapphire continued, "You know, if we don't get comfortable with each other in a hurry, we're gonna look like idiots."

I nodded, "Yeah, that makes sense."

We got undressed, and I left my thong on for the moment and walked into the closet to get my schoolgirl costume. I had started to get my costume off of the hanger when I felt arms around my waist and boobs on my back. Diamond whispered in my ear, "I think we need to have a little fun, first." Her tongue slithered down my neck, back up and tickled my ear. At the same time, her hands slipped into my thong and my pussy, immediately teasing my clit. My knees buckled at the unexpected stimulation and Diamond held me up. She circled my clit a couple of time before withdrawing her hand.

She pressed on my hip, letting me know she wanted me to turn around. I slid around in her arms, raising my face to hers. She bent to my face, barely grazing my lips and withdrawing. Her gaze held mine as she seemed to will me to reinitiate contact. I moved toward her and she backed off. I moaned lightly in frustration resulting in a smirk from her lips. She then moved back towards me and I backed up in retaliation. That earned me a snort of laughter. She moved closer again and I didn't move this time. She stopped a fraction of an inch from my lips and waited. I opened my mouth and closed the distance. She met me and our tongues began a slow dance. I sighed and gave in to her soft lips. Her hands found the smooth skin of my butt, caressing gently. I mimicked her actions, the soft, warm, smooth skin of her butt filling my hands.

Her head pulled back and I tried to follow, but she moved beyond my reach. Again, I moaned in frustration, but it was short-lived as she knelt before me. Wasting no time, she moved the thong to the side and dipped her tongue into my now dripping pussy. Her hands were again on my butt, supporting me as my knees buckled from surprise and the intensity of her sudden onslaught. As I recovered from the surprise, regaining my balance, a finger slipped under the string of my thong and caressed my butthole, dipping in. The surprise ambush in my asshole along with her tongue buried in my pussy conspired to drive me over the edge into a massive orgasm. She gentled the lapping of my pussy and took her fingertip out of my butt as I relaxed and came down from the unexpected climax.

She stood and, once again, lowered her lips to mine. The kiss was gentle and sexy. She withdrew and I laid my head on her chest. She kissed the top of my head and murmured, "There, that oughtta take the edge off and keep us nice and relaxed."

I peered up at her, "Reallly?!?!?"

She chuckled, "You telling me you're

not

relaxed?"

Lacking a better response, I just laughed. Then I reached for her, intending to return the favor. She shook her head and slid back, "No, not now, maybe later..." I huffed in frustration and she laughed. "Don't get worked up or I'll have to work my magic again." I just growled.

Diamond said, "Now, we both smell like pussy, so let's jump in the shower."

I snorted, "Whose fault is that? But, still probably a good Idea."

As we stepped out of the closet, Sapphire snickered, "Hey, Underalls,

finally

out of the closet?"

Diamond laughed and scooted away from my swat. My response of 'Grrrr' and a middle finger was met with laughter.

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Sara came to get us. She was in a very Hawaiian, very tiny microkini. I know it's redundant, but

damn...

Her hair was slicked back, wet from being in the pool. She was hot...

Diamond's eyes bugged out. She edged closer to Sara, "Wow Sara, that bikini is awesome and you look good enough to eat..."

Sara's eyes widened. "Ummmm, maybe later? Uhhhh, we need to start the entertainment..."

Diamond gently placed her hand on the exposed skin of Sara's butt. "You sure sweetie?"

Sara moaned, "

Noooo

..., but we need to get downstairs." She backed away from Diamond's caressing hand. Diamond looked at us and grinned.

Sara said, "Follow me in five minutes or so, okay?"

Diamond purred, "All of us downstairs, or just me to your room?"

"Arrrggghh," Sara groaned. "All of you downstairs..." as she fled.

Diamond started laughing. Sapphire said, "You are so evil."

Diamond continued to snicker and said, "Another five minutes and you two would've been a duo. Anyway, I

will

have that woman between my thighs before this evening ends. Maybe in front of all of her friends."

Sapphire muttered, "Evil..."

Diamond laughed again, "

Aaaannnnddd????"

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We decided that I would have most of the spoken lines. Even though Diamond is seriously aggressive in her personal relationships, those are one on one and she gets nervous with public speaking. Sapphire didn't care; she just wants to get into it and hopefully get laid. So, it fell to me.

I just followed the script that Sara indicated. We were dressed in classic schoolgirl outfits; plaid skirts that barely concealed our white, cotton panty covered asses, with white shirts tied under our boobs, and knee-high socks with little, plain white sneakers.

We walked into the rec room and most of the girls were not initially looking at us. They were engaged with each other. Most were in bathing suits... let me clarify, tiny,

tiny

bathing suits. Harper's friends were

all

seriously hot!

I said, kind of loudly at first, to get their attention, "Diamond, Sapphire, mommy is out of town on a women's retreat weekend and daddy is on a golf trip. I'm kinda scared to stay here in this great, big house by myself. Would you guys stay with me?

Pleeeeze?"

By the time we were at the front of the room, we had one hundred percent of their attention.

Sapphire and Diamond said they would ask their parents if it would be okay if we spent the weekend. They pretended to use their phones and then reported that it would be fine. Turning on the playlist, the overwhelmingly appropriate 'I Kissed a Girl' by Katy Perry came on. Virtually everyone in the room laughed, getting the reaction for which we had hoped. What followed was very standard rock stripper songs, 'Whole Lotta Rosie and Shook Me All Night Long' by ACDC, 'Hot for Teacher' by Van Halen, 'Pour Some Sugar on Me' by Def Leppard, etc.

Sapphire and Diamond started rubbing up on each other and then started pulling their clothes off. I danced around them, darting in to pull a random piece of clothing off and then getting away before they could get one of mine. Pretty soon, they were down to their g-strings and Diamond and Sapphire decided that I had way too many clothes on. Quickly, I was down to my g-string also. We worked the room, rubbing up on the guests, the guests slipping tips in g-strings and fingers in other places. It was mostly innocent, but Diamond was relentless in her pursuit of Sara. Sapphire and I could see that Diamond was wearing her down. We figured that we would save Diamond from herself.