John was kicking back watching a movie in his bed when his sister, Marilyn, knocked on the door.
"It's open."
The door opened and Marilyn walked in, wearing jeans and a tank top.
"I thought you worked Saturday nights, Mar."
"I do, but I have an urgent problem and I'm hoping you'll help me."
"How can I help?"
"I need you to be the door prize at a bachelorette party tomorrow."
John chuckled, "What kind of door prize?"
"Whoever wins gets to fuck your brains out."
"Even for you, this sounds a bit off the charts."
"I had it all set up but the guy backed out."
"Fill me in first."
"Ann, at work, is getting married."
"The hot redhead?"
"Yeah, we're throwing her bachelorette party tomorrow evening at the club."
"If I can do her, you've found your man."
"There's a one in 20 chance it will be her. There'll be 20 of us there. Everyone gets a number. If their number is drawn, they get you in the back room for 90 minutes."
"Are these the dancers you work with?"
"Mostly, but there are four guests too."
"Fat ladies?"
"No, I know every one of them. They're all hot. It's going to be a great party. We've even got male strippers lined up."
"Why me, if you've got the strippers?"
"They're getting paid. If they do it we could be charged with prostitution. You'd be getting paid with pussy."
"Mar, I'm not even old enough to go in the club. I'm only 20."
"You're not old enough to go in while the club is open. It's closed for a private party."
"The idea's intriguing but I'm not sure I want everyone in the world knowing I did something like that."
"They won't know. Both you and the winner will be blindfolded. I'll be the only one who'll know, besides you."
"You'll have a number too?"
"Yeah, but I'll make sure my number doesn't get in the basket. Wait a minute, I thought you said I was hot?"
"You are, but you're also my sister."
"Will you do it? Please?"
"When do you need to know?"
"Now, if you won't do it, there are going to be 19 angry and disappointed women. Bro, you're the perfect choice; single, handsome, well built, well endowed, and you haven't gotten laid in over a month."
"Okay, I'm in. What time do I need to be there?"
"7:45 tomorrow evening."
"What should I wear?"
"Whatever you want. I'm going to have you be naked when the winner walks in. Oh yeah, no talking in the room we need to keep you anonymous. A lot of the girls would recognize your voice."
"Back door at 7:45?"
"Yep, thanks John, You've saved my life."
She kissed him on the cheek and left. John was excited about this opportunity. Marilyn was a dancer at the very upscale Stars Gentleman's Club and worked alongside fifteen of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Each of the girls was a look alike for a beautiful star, some past and some present. That mean't his odds of getting to bed one of these exotic dancers was better than 3:4 with Marilyn taking herself out if the running.
At just a few minutes after 9 on Sunday morning, Marilyn's phone rang.
"Hi, mom."
"Hi Mar, what time is that party tonight?
"I thought you were going to be out of town until tomorrow."
"I got back a day early and decided to join you."
"6:30, come in the front door. Dancers are from 7-8."
"Okay, I'll see you tonight."
"Cool, mom. Bye."
Marilyn was glad her mom, Stacy, would be going. She hadn't had a night out in years. A date either for that matter. She knew mom would have a great time at the party. Marilyn would have to remember to take both hers and her mom's numbers out of the basket.
She also hadn't told John the whole truth. In addition to sound, the entire episode would be videotaped and projected on the big screen in the party room. She was afraid that would turn him off to the whole thing. It wouldn't due to let mom see her son having sex. Marilyn had intended to leave it on but this changed that plan.
At 6:30 everyone had arrived and the festivities were fully underway. Everyone's car keys had been confiscated and the drinks and snacks were flowing. The male strippers were a big hit. Like in the club, with the girls, there was a no touching rule. Stacy and everyone else were having a great time.
At 7:45 John arrived and Marilyn put him in the back room where the private dances were once done. There was an oversized massage table, a couch and a few chairs. She told John to undress and lie down on the table after she left. Marilyn gave him his mask, which covered the top half of his face, including the eyes, and reminded him not to speak or remove the mask. She joined the women in the party and was looking through the numbers in the basket when Olivia grabbed her and pulled her out of the room. She had removed her number but hadn't found mom's before being pulled away.
Ann was having cold feet and wanted to talk to her in private. When she returned Julia had already drawn a number. She looked around the room, there were two women missing, her mother and one if the other dancers.
Marilyn walked to where her mother had been sitting.
"Have any of you seen my mom?"
All three pointed at the huge wall size video screen. A woman was lying on the massage table. Her brother John had his face between her legs, licking her. The woman was Stacy, her mother.
"Oh shit!" she murmured.
Marilyn immediately went over and turned off the video feed. She was met by a mutiny and someone turned it back on. She sat at the table to watch with everyone else and was surprised how much watching her mother and brother having sex was turning her on. Apparently the sex with John was working on Stacy too. She was moaning loudly and came a moment later.
John stood and pulled her to the end of the table and the audience went wild. For the first time they saw his fully erect cock. He was huge. John slipped inside Stacy and she locked her legs around him, pulling him all the way in. She came again in just a few minutes as he steadily drilled her. When he came they both moaned and Stacy came again.
Stacy unlocked her legs and took his arm to pull him onto the table. She kissed her way down his body to his semi-erect cock. It took her no time using her mouth and tongue to get him hard again. She was able to get him almost all the way in her mouth.
"Mar, who the fuck is that guy?" Ann asked.
"Sorry, that's a secret."
"Is it one of our regulars? He looks familiar."
"He's never been a customer here."
"If she doesn't wear him out, I want him next," called out one of the girls.
