So, it's my hen night. I am getting married in 3 days! I am so excited and couldn't wait. But tonight was about something else. The HEN NIGHT.
The girls had arranged it all, but they wouldn't let me into the secret of what was planned.
My soon to be husband was in the house, it was a Friday 6pm, the girls had arrived so I told him politely to fuck off and let us have our fun. I could see he was pissed about it, but I didn't care, I only planned to have one big hen night party.
The girls then revealed what I was to wear. It was too slutty, but I had agreed. It was a short-tight bride outfit, but short skirted so much that you could practically see my pussy. My tits too were practically hanging out. I wore a white veil, with the usual 'L' plate too, white stockings and suspenders that only reached my thighs and to finish off big stiletto high heels that were white.
I looked like a common tramp dressed all in white. Before we left for the taxi, I put on my make-up, a lot of blush for the cheeks for the whorish look, and bright red tart lipstick to finish off the agreed slutty look. I blew myself a kiss and we all walked out the door tottering on our high heels and looking like decked out sluts ready for anything.
We arrived at a club and we were soon dancing getting all the male attention. I was soon drunk too, guys were lining up to buy me drinks.
As I was dancing guys were touching my body, getting cheeky gropes and feels of my arse. I was loving it, and I was as wet as fuck. I decided right then I deserved one last fling before I got married, and tonight was got to be that night. Anyone would do, just a dirty quick fuck in the toilets to see me off.
Me and the girls were totally pissed out of our heads, and some were starting to call it a night. I didn't want to leave and I was begging them to stay, I couldn't believe they wanted to leave me on my hen night, but it was late, about 2am. I refused to leave, and luckily for me some guys who I had danced with said they would look after me. I thought fuck it, why not, my hen night, i'll do what I want. My friends pleaded with me to go with them, but I refused.
So, me and the boys, six in all went back to their place. We got a taxi. Once in the taxi the boys started fondling my tits, playing with my pussy and kissing me. The taxi driver kept getting an eyeful, he must have thought I was such a whore. But...on a girls hen night, you are allowed to be the whore just once!