It was a blast

Monica prepped me for my big show. It was really great for our budding relationship. We had dates and activities centered around my stripping. We worked out together and went on hikes. She **** me to tan saying I was way too pale.

Then we did some research. We went to a strip club together. That was a lot of fun. Monica would tell each girl what we were up to, and they got so excited. They suggested moves I should perform. Then Monica would have the stripper sit down and have me perform those moves on them while they critiqued me. We used this info to plan out a routine.

We went shopping to pick out my outfit. We decided that I would be a high class stripper wearing a black tux. Then we had to decide what I would wear underneath. She had the biggest grin on her face when she lifted up a thong for me to try on. She dangled it on her finger and asked, “Are you sure you can handle this?”

After all the prep, I was confident that I could give Jess and her party a good show. Meg made one request. She asked if I could wear a mask to hide my face. She didn’t want Jess to know it was me. So I got a black masquerade mask that covered my whole face.

I flew to Memphis, and landed in the later afternoon. I stayed at the same hotel as their bachelorette party. Meg gave me their room number and said to be there at 10:00. They were going to have dinner, then come back to freshen up before going out again. I was the surprise before going out again.

I kept in contact with Monica while I waited. I was anxious, but talking to her kept me calm. Meg texted me at 9:00.

Meg: Heads up. We’re drunk. And loud. Heading back to the place soon. See you soon.

I needed to calm my nerves. I stopped down at the bar and ordered two shots. I felt a little out of place in my tuxedo. Especially ordering well whiskey. I took the elevator, and walked down the hall. I knew which room it was from the noise. I put on my mask. Putting on the mask triggered my body, my nerves calmed and I was ready to have fun. These girls wouldn’t know who I was. I was ready.

Meg opened the door, her large brown eyes widened, her bushy eyebrows raised and she screamed in excitement. I handed her an iPod and told her to connect it to a speaker.

I followed her into the room. Gorgeous young women were scattered everywhere. I wasn’t expecting ten women. But I wasn’t surprised that Jess had a lot of friends. When they saw me, they cheered in excitement as well. They yelled, “Jess get out here! Your stripper is here!”

From the kitchen Jess yelled back, “Oh shit. Let me drink some more tequila first.”

She staggered out of the kitchen into the room. She wore extremely short white shorts that showed off her long legs. A stash draped across her body boldly declaring her a bride. Her bright red hair fell out of a white cowboy hat. The same old model perfect Jess, but with her face bright red from drinking.

She said, “Oh shit. You’re a fancy stripper. I hope you girls brought enough money for him. I’m feeling very generous.”

The group set Jess front and center, then spread out around her. Most had dollar bills in their hands. They came prepared. I took notice of any girls not with money, and guessed that they didn’t feel comfortable, so I would avoid getting close to them.

Meg started the music and I went into my practices routine. The girls made it a lot of fun. Their enthusiasm filled me with energy. I used my moves and teased them. My tuxedo slowly came off. The point wasn’t to see how quickly I could get naked.

But these girls were really handsy, even Meg was groping me. The biggest yell of the night came when I finally took off my pants to reveal I was wearing a thong with my dick bulging in the front. I’m not a ‘show’-er, but I definitely filled out the front of the underwear, especially with all the feels the girls had been taking.

The women finally had a place to put their dollar bills, so I went around the room giving lap dances. I saved Jess for last. I teased her the whole time though. The night was giving me such an ego boost. Everyone was so positive. My body had never been praised so much. And my ass had never been slapped so much.

I finally got to Jess. I took off her hat and tossed it across the room. She groped my body the most. As she squeezed my dick she said, “You better take off this little thong soon. You’ve been teasing us for so long.” The women cheered, but I didn’t take it off just yet.

Jess reached her hands up, and tried to take off my mask. I grabbed her wrists. I put them above her head. I stepped onto her seat and ground my bugle into her face. She bit onto the thong and tried to take it off.

I stepped back from her and turned by back to the group. I took off my thong to cheers, and falling dollar bills. I tossed it behind me at Jess. I looked down at my dick. It was about half erect—filled up to its full thickness but not standing up yet. I turned around for my finale.

The women went wild. Wearing just a mask, I continued dancing for the women. Jess called me over for a final lap dance. As I danced, she kept a firm grip on my shaft. She whispered in my ear, the **** accentuating her Tennessee twang, “I recognize this fat cock. You better be in my room today. We have to keep the pact.”

The dance ended. I put back on my clothes. The girls were so nice and picked up the money for me. They all left out the door to continue their night of fun out on Beale Street.

Meg was the last one left. She said, “Thank you so much for doing this. That was so much fun. You were so freaking good. Way better than I was expecting.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I’ve been practicing since you asked me. I didn’t want to make a fool of myself. By the way, the mask didn’t work. Jess recognized me.”

Meg said, “Shoot. I wonder what gave it away.”

She gave me some extra money, and we both left at the same time. She rejoined the group and I went back to my own room. I texted Monica that it went great. I let her know that I got felt up a lot though. She said that was to be expected. She was glad I had fun. She said goodnight and went to sleep. Then I got a text from Jess.

Jess: better be up. So horny for u

I had another decision to make. Do I honor our pact?