"So," I exclaimed as she climbed into the car. "How was it?"
My girlfriend Julie was tired. It had been a long weekend at her cousin's bachelorette party and she was still hungover.
"It was... wow. Things got pretty crazy," she said, widening her eyes.
She was avoiding my gaze, clearly very interested in what was going on near her feet on the floor of the car.
"Oh yeah? Just how crazy are we talking here?"
She smirked a bit but didn't stop looking at the floor and remained silent.
"You can tell me! What happened? I assume there were strippers?"
She nodded and I felt a stirring in my boxers.
"Did you get a lapdance?"
"You could say that," she replied, curtly.
"OH REALLY," I said with excitement. "More than that?"
She nodded again. My cock was now rock hard in my pants.
"He did more? Or you did more?"
"Both," she said quickly.
"Well, I'm gonna need the whole story then," I said matter-of-factly. "When was this again?"
"Last night," she replied, finally looking up. "You want the WHOLE story?"
I nodded.
"Spare no detail," I insisted. "Tell me everything."
"Alright then," she sighed. "Last night, we all went to the casino bar for a few hours before the show. Tons of guys were lining up to buy us drinks."
"Wait, what show?" I asked, curiously.
"The male revue."
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Julie was drunk. It was impossible not to be at this point. The party was about to finish their third hour at the casino bar and they had been drinking since they arrived. She pondered for a moment if this was the drunkest she had ever been. By now, she had lost count of the number of free drinks the party had been given.
And here was another being passed her way. This one was compliments of an older gentleman who had just walked over and was currently chatting up Alexis. Seeing the "Bride-To-Be" sash around a woman was like a magnet and every guy who saw it felt like they needed to help celebrate the occasion.
"One more before the show!," the rest of the girls cheered.
They all clinked the glasses and downed the alcohol. Julie looked down at her shotglass and took a deep breath. She threw her head back and swallowed. A shiver went through her as the liquid slid down into her belly. She felt flushed and reached for the small mirror in her purse.
She looked good. Quite good, she thought. The slinky grey dress she had chosen hung nicely on her curves and she was wearing her favorite shoes too. Feeling confident, she stuck her chest out a bit, further emphasizing her ample breasts. Her purse even matched the whole outfit. Her mirror reflected back a drunken smile as she snapped it shut. The rest of the party was making their way to the door so she stood and, perhaps a little unsteadily, followed them out onto the sidewalk.
The venue was a block or two down the road, brightly lit with the marquee advertising the evening's festivities. Alexis and Julie's other cousin Sarah, who happened to be the maid of honor, led the group of girls towards it, chattering all the way. They had gotten really lucky. It was a gorgeous night. The establishments all along the road were full with people enjoying their weekends. Music echoed through the night and a cool breeze made Julie's dress ripple as they approached their destination. Several other groups of women were waiting outside and she could spot a few other 'Bride to Be' sashes among them.
They hadn't been waiting long before the doors opened and everyone flooded in. The main hall was set up with a myriad of different couches and love-seats, all focused on the stage in front. There was an unmistakable excitement in the air as everyone took their seats. Julie and the rest of the party found seats a few rows back from the stage and a waiter came by to take their drink order. They settled in and got ready for the show to start.
Julie shifted in her seat. She'd never been to one of these before so she was a bit nervous. The waiter came by with their drinks and she took a swig. Her buzz was still going very strong and, with a big assist from the alcohol, she told herself to loosen up and have some fun. The lights went down and she joined with the rest of the drunken women around her in cheering loudly.
"Are you ladies ready?"
The announcer's voice rose above the cheers, which got louder in response.
"Well get ready to meet your entertainment for the evening," he teased. "Enjoy the show!"
Accompanied by some heavy bass, a crew of gentlemen walked onto the stage to the delight of the crowd. Julie was very impressed by the talent. One by one, each man was introduced to raucous cheers. Some were tall. Some were short. Some black, brown and white. But all were sculpted like Greek Gods and were wearing only a tight pair of black briefs.
She sipped her drink again, this time with a sly smile.
The dancers were doing a choreographed performance now, which served to get the crowd even more riled up. Screams and whistles erupted from the horny women in attendance with every particularly sexy maneuver from the gentlemen. And yet, when the song ended and the dancers stepped off the stage and into the crowd, that was easily the biggest cheer of the night thus far.
Julie sipped her drink again as the rest of her party cheered loudly, waiving the men over and pointing wildly at Alexis's bride-to-be sash. A few acknowledged them and began to make their way to the group.
To no one's surprise, Julie's cousins were an early target. Alexis drew a ton of attention immediately. Three dancers were around her and, while it was difficult to see past the gyrating hips and perfect behinds, Julie was fairly sure that she was getting her money's worth.
And yet, Sarah was easily the most enthusiastic, getting a little handsy with the talent that was in front of her. Julie watched as her cousin got a VERY erotic lap dance. It started with her hands on the dancer's remarkable ass and ended with Sarah's dress hiked up and her getting dry-humped from behind.
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"Wow! You got a good group! How many guys were there total?"
I was very invested in the story already and was hungry for details.
"Maybe seven or so," Julie replied. "I don't really remember. Once they got into the crowd, you really lose track of them."
"This show sounds crazy!"
I was hanging on every word. My pants were barely containing my erection at this point. What else had happened last night?
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Finally, it was her turn. A hunky Latin performer turned his attention towards Julie and looked her up and down. She managed a meek smile, unable to hide the butterflies she was feeling in her stomach. He approached and stood in front of her, putting his crotch at eye level. Reaching down, he grabbed one of Julie's hands and placed it on his abs.
"Whoa," she said involuntarily, running her fingers up and down his stomach. She was able to feel each individual muscle, which were slightly slick from the oil he was covered in.
He shook his hips from side to side, causing his cock to shake back and forth in his briefs. Julie's eyes went to it immediately. Now that he was close up, she realized just how big he was. Unable to resist, she ran her hands along the outline of his sizable package, still contained in his barely-there underwear, and could feel her panties get wetter as she felt him up. Squeezing slightly, she tried to estimate his length but was unsure. Definitely bigger than she had ever had her hands on before.
He looked down at her with a smile and took a step to his right, walking behind Julie's chair. To her surprise and before she could react, his hands slid down the front of her dress and squeezed her tits. She hadn't worn a bra today so he was able to get a full handful. She jumped a bit but the feeling of this stranger's hands on her bare skin turned her on even more. With the liquid courage still coursing through her, she reached her hands back over her head. Partially to give him better access and partially to grab his tight ass.
Had she been paying attention, she'd have heard the roar of the crowd of women around her, led by her cousins who were loudly egging her on. But she was lost in the moment. Lost in the feel of this beautiful stranger's ass. Lost in the feeling of his hands on her tits. Lost in just how turned on she was by all of this. So lost, in fact, that she almost didn't notice that her friend had released his grip with one hand and had lifted up the front of her dress.
Now with a new focus in mind, he held her dress up with one hand and reached down towards her black cotton panties with the other. The moment he made contact, the extent of Julie's arousal was clear. She had soaked through her underwear by now and as he ran his fingers up and down her pussy, she shuddered a bit.
He could do anything he wanted at this point and he did just that. Sliding his hand under her panties, he quickly found her swollen clit and rubbed it gently. She just about melted in his grasp, moaning loudly and bucking her hips into his fingers. He kept at it, steadily massaging her button and causing waves of pleasure to wash over her.
Again, he withdrew his hands, much to her chagrin. And again, he stepped in front of her. She sat up a bit, having slouched into her chair over the last few minutes. As she did, her gorgeous Latin friend reached down and undid the string holding his covering up. It felt to the floor and Julie found herself face to face with his massive, rock solid cock.
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I unzipped my fly and popped my rigid shaft out of my pants. The head of my cock was slick with precum. We had parked on a side street by now, as I was unable to concentrate on driving during this tale.
"I'm gonna need you to multitask a bit now," I said pointedly. "You better not stop telling this story."
My girlfriend unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over, putting one hand on my cock. She stroked it slowly and lowered her head towards the tip.
