The Bachelorette Party

Stacy arrived at the hotel where the wedding party was staying at happy for once to be part of it. The bachelorette party was going to be at a strip club! She had never been to one. Also, she had been looking at videos on PornHub of bachelorette parties where the bride and bridesmaids end up fucking the strippers. While she wasn't sure how real that was, she at least wanted to see some naked guys.

The wedding party stayed in two large suites at the hotel. One for the guys and one for the girls. That included the bride and groom, which she found strange that they didn't have a room to their self. She wasn't worried about that right now as she knocked on the door to the girls' suite. No response. She knocked again. And again. Finally, she called Lisa.

"Hello?" Lisa answered. She could barely be heard over some loud music.

"Where are you? Did you forget me?!"

"Oh, Stacy! You couldn't have come anyway. This place is 21 and up."

"Oh, I didn't know." She suddenly heard "TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFF!" over the phone.

"Hey, I've got to go. WOOOOOO!" Then, she hung up.

"That bitch!" They hadn't forgotten her. They had no intention of letting her come in the first place and had forgotten to mention it!

"Are you okay?" She looked up to see Dave holding a bucket of ice.

"Oh, hey Dave. I just found out that I wasn't invited to the bachelorette party. The girls left without me."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Still, you don't like hanging out with those stuck up bitches anyway."

"Wait, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the bachelor party?"

"I am. I just came out here to get more ice. You know what? You should come hang out with us."

She immediately perked up. "At the bachelor party?"

"Don't get too excited. Trust me..." She didn't know what he meant but followed him to the guys' suite. Inside were the rest of the guys sitting around watching a wrestling match. Steve and Rick were on a couch while John had a chair to himself.

"OHHHHHH!" They yelled as someone was slammed through a table.

"I see what you mean..." Then, she noticed that they had a rather well stocked bar. "Not like I have anything better to do."

"Hey guys, look who I found."

"Stacy?" John asked surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Your bride-to-be didn't inform me that I wasn't invited to the bachelorette party. How was I supposed to know that you have to be 21 to go to a strip club?"

"They should have still let you in at 18. You just wouldn't be allowed to drink. Wait, did you say strip club? They went to do karaoke."

"No, they're definitely at a strip club right now. I could hear it in the background when I called her."

"I figured since they ditched her that she could hang out with us," Dave said.

"Yeah, it's cool." John answered. "Strip club..." He didn't seem to be paying attention to the wrestling match anymore.

"Let me get you a drink." Dave walked over to the bar and started mixing stuff together.

"You know I'm just 18, right?" she asked.

"What happens at the bachelor party stays at the bachelor party." He handed her a glass of whatever he just mixed. She took a sip and was surprised that it tasted really good! She'd never had a mixed drink before.

Dave and Stacy joined the others on the couch. Steve moved to another chair to make room for her and he found herself sitting between Dave and Rick. Because of what she had expected to be a girls' night on the town, she had dressed rather cute tonight. For her, at least, which meant clothes that weren't a size too big. A white top that didn't show much cleavage but still clung to her large breasts and a blue skirt that came just below her knees. She was also wearing lacy, white underwear because it made her feel sexy. As she watched the wrestling match, she didn't notice that Dave and Rick were paying more attention to her than the match. She also didn't realize how tipsy her drink had made her. Or rather drinks since Steve brought her another when she finished the first one.

Now, she had never bothered looking at wrestling before. However, watching two muscular, half naked men had her thinking about her missed opportunity of going to the strip club. While she was still angry and frustrated, thinking about it made her horny, too, which caused her nipples to poke out through her top. Something that Dave definitely noticed.

"Are you having fun?" Dave asked once the match was over.

"I guess. I mean, I'd rather hang out with you guys than those bitches normally but I was really looking forward to going to that strip club."

"Oh really? Why's that?"

"I've never been to one. And I know what sort of things happen at bachelorette parties at strip clubs?"

"What kind of things?" John asked with a concerned look.

"Like I've seen videos where the stripper gets all the way naked and the girls take turns blowing him. I've seen videos where they fuck the stripper, too. I don't know how real those were, though."

"Oh, you mean porn! Yeah, that's not real."

"The blowjob ones were. Those were like SnapChat videos. Some of the ones were the bride got fucked were, too."

"Oh, I see... Still, Lisa wouldn't do that. She's saving herself for me."

"Saving herself? Oh my god, are you two not fucking?!" This caused the other guys to laugh and John turned bright red.

"No, we're not. After all, she's a virgin. She told me she didn't want to do anything before marriage."

"Um dude, she is NOT a virgin."

"What do you mean? How would you know?"

"For one, my room was right next to hers so I could hear when she snuck guys in. And since Dad worked nights and Mom could sleep through a tornado, she snuck guys in often. Especially her senior year when she dated Tommy, the captain of the football team. Almost every night during football season, I kept hearing 'Oh Tommy, your cock is so big!' or 'Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Tommy!' I even snuck a peak once. All I could see was Tommy's ass while he plowed her, though."

John looked completely stunned. "Wow, you are brutal!" Rick said with a laugh.

"What? He asked." She just then noticed that Dave and Rick each had a hand on her thighs. Not that she minded.

"So, what happened to Tommy?" Steve asked.

"She dumped him."

"Why's that?" Dave asked.

"On the championship game, he got chop blocked and broke his leg really bad. Not only did they lose the game but doctors said that if he ever walked again, he wouldn't be able to play football anymore. So, he lost his football scholarships. Hell, he didn't even graduate. The school had been passing him along because he was such a big football star but after that, they stopped. And since all he had done that year was play football and fuck my sister, he didn't know shit."

"That's fucked up. Still, why did she dump him?"

"Oh, she said she couldn't be saddled with taking care of a crippled dropout for the rest of her life."

"That's just cold," Steve said as he shook his head.

"Let's change the subject," Rick said. "What do you think is happening at the bachelorette party right now?"

"Well, I heard them talking about it. Mary said they had reserved a private room at the club. So, they could be fucking the stripper."

"And you were looking forward to that?" Dave asked as his hand moved slightly up her thigh.

"I was looking forward to seeing the stripper at least."

"Would you have fucked him, too?"

She blushed a little and couldn't help squirm in her seat a bit. "I...don't know. I was hoping to blow him at least. I've been practicing."

"Oh really? With who?"

"Not a who. I have a toy that I've been practicing with so I'd be prepared."

"Oh wow. Why not practice with your boyfriend."

"I don't have one. I'm not really popular with guys at my school."

"I don't see why not."

"Have you ever blown a guy before?" Rick asked.

"Just once, and I wasn't good at it. That's why I wanted to practice. So, when is your stripper getting here?"