Bachelorette Party Gets Crazy

A good friend of mine was scheduled to get married in mid-September. Her large, lavish wedding understandably had to be canceled, and she was hoping for a more intimate ceremony soon, but has been really depressed about COVID ruining her big day.

Her maid of honor decided the best way to cheer her up was to carry on with the bachelorette party plans over the recent Labor Day weekend, and eight of us were able to meet up. On Friday night I drove up to the rented beach house. I picked up the bride’s two cousins (we’ll call them Helen and Rachel) on the way, and made it to the house around 8:30.

The bride, maid of honor, the bride’s sister, and three of our longtime friends were already there. They were barbecuing and drinking wine, and I figured that’s as wild as it would get, since bars wouldn’t be open. We wouldn’t be able to send the bride on those silly missions where she tries to get a guy to give her his underwear, etc.

I couldn’t have been more wrong about the wildness of the weekend . . .

Most of the house turned in for the night pretty early. For the most part everyone there was a petite Asian who turns bright red and crashes hard when they consume more than a couple glasses of alcohol. I’ve got some chub behind me, so I was still awake.

I made my way down to the hot tub, and Helen was already there. She’s in her late 50s, old enough that the bride calls her Aunt Helen even though they are cousins, and she always seemed kind of proper when I’ve been at functions with her, so I was a little shocked to see her naked in the hot tub. She looked really good for her age — her boobs were bobbing in the water but it looked like she drooped less than me. I took off my robe and had a bikini on underneath. Not sure if it was the wine talking, but she said, “I’ve always wondered how big those things were!” (I mentioned in my first story here that I’m pretty huge for an Asian woman.)

I laughed and said, “You’re going to have to just keep wondering, because my suit is staying on.”

She laughed and said, “I guess I’ll have to wait until the festivities tomorrow night to find out then.” And with that she stepped out and headed upstairs.

“What? Wait!” I said, “What do you mean?!?” She laughed again and said Id have to wait and see. Then she gave her butt a smack, grabbed a towel, and went inside.

I was left wondering what exactly she meant. The maid of honor had said there weren’t going to be strippers, so I guess maybe there were going to be silly bachelorette games, but I had no plans on showing anybody anything.

I guess I was worn down from the work week, the drive, and the hot tub, because I slept like a log and didn’t get up until after noon.

When I finally came downstairs, they told me to hurry up and get ready because the massage therapists would be arriving after lunch. I looked over at Helen and she winked at me, so I guess this is what she meant. I laughed . . . but I still had no plans to take them out.

This is probably the part where people expect a dirty massage . . . but nothing dirty happened. It was a great massage, though. I guess Helen was just teasing.

Or maybe she knew what was coming that evening . . .

There was a Japanese place in town that was open for takeout, so Saturday was all about a late sushi dinner and wine. Lots of wine. I wasn’t expecting much more than that . . . but then the doorbell rang.

It was two cops at the door. We were being noisy and giggly, but not that noisy, and the house is pretty secluded, so you can probably figure out where this is going. Strippers in cop costumes are pretty cliche, but what made this interesting was that one was a woman. Two of the friends are lesbian, so I guess the party planners didn’t want anyone to feel left out.

I’ve known most of these women a long, long time — mostly nerdy or shy Asian women — so I didn’t expect things to get too out of hand.

We were seated in a circle and the strippers put on some music and started dancing. It started slow: They mostly just went from woman to woman and sat on our laps and grinded their asses a bit and played with our hair and nibbled on our ears. I should probably mention here that I get horny when men play with my hair and nibble on my ear.

Then the clothes started to disappear . . . along with my friends’ inhibitions. The male cop removed his shirt, and I have to admit his body looked pretty damn fine. He looked mixed — white and Latino probably, and he wasn’t conventionally good-looking, but he had an interesting face. His female partner started to take her top off too. She had on a sports bra, and her breasts were pretty big. I could see my two friends who like women turning red and their eyes started to bulge lol. She looked Latina.

The male cop’s pants come off and this is progressing pretty fast at this point now. He has on a brightly colored silky cock sock for lack of a better word. It has a long string at the end, and he makes his way over to the bride and motions for her to pull the string. She’s really embarrassed, but has the female cop (and us) loudly egging her on, so she pulls it off to reveal . . . another brightly colored cock sock underneath. He dances over to the next woman and the same thing repeats — another tug, another cock sock. He’s twirling it around pretty good so I’m amazed the socks have stayed on lol. The socks are pretty long too, so at this point I’m wondering what he’s got hidden under there. He makes it completely around the circle to the ninth woman — me — and I give it a tug. And there’s another sock. At this point the teasing is starting to get unbearable. He then stands in front of the bride and tells her to get ready, so I assume this is it. I have a good seat and I’m really leaning in close. All the other women gather around behind her chair to take in the view, cheering wildly.

He flexes and the female cop comes up next to him. She takes the bride’s hand and runs it along the sock. The bride is really resisting at this point but the female cop is insistent. The male cop’s cock starts to elevate pretty quickly and it looks like we have a full mast situation, which prompts even more drunken cheering. The female cop slowly tugs the sock and it slides down an inch. This is definitely the last sock because I can see some shaft. And it looks pretty thick. She shimmies it down another inch. And another. And another. And another. And another. And another. We’ve got to be 7 inches in and there’s still no sign of the helmet. The female cop then makes the bride put the string in her mouth and tickles her neck. When the bride squirms, the last sock is off, and it’s probably the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. Certainly the biggest, but it’s got a great shape too. It’s got to be 8.5 inches long and the women are stunned into momentary silence before screaming again.

The female cop starts stroking her partner and tells us to return to our seats. They go from woman to woman and make us give him some strokes and play with his balls. Some of us resist, so she threatens to cuff us if we don’t comply. They reach the bride, and the female cop tells her to stand up and put her arms over her head. The female cop whips the bride’s sundress off over her head, and she’s now standing there in her bra and panties. The female cop starts hugging her from behind and kissing her neck and caressing her, while the male cop starts rubbing his hard cock all over her legs and hips. The bride is beet red at this point. The cop starts rubbing his helmet on the outside of her panties, and at this point I’m starting to wonder where this is going and maybe I should save my friend.

Just then, the female cop unhooks the bride’s bra and yanks it off. She laughs/screams and the male cop lunges at her boobs, but she quickly covers them with her hands and scurries away to safety behind the couch, yelling for me to throw her her bra.

At this point the female cop removes her sports bra. She has big boobs and long nipples. They move on to the next woman, the maid of honor (we’ll call her Rita), who is much less resistant. She raises her arms and the dress comes off. Rita’s being hugged and caressed from the back as a hard cock is rubbed against her in the front. Again a bra is unhooked, but she doesn’t hide. Instead, she just stands there and shuts her eyes. Soon each stripper is rubbing her tits. The other women are shocked, but I’m more wet than shocked. I’m really getting horny at this point, especially when Rita returns the favor and starts playing with the stripper’s tits. She then starts jerking the male cop like a machine, and I’m thinking the average guy would have shot by now. They make Rita lay down on the floor, and he squats over her, tracing her cheeks with his cock. The best part of this image is that she’s a 2nd-grade teacher at a Catholic school.

Although that’s still not as good as the next woman up (Lyn), a kindergarten teacher at a different Catholic school. I was half expecting a lightning bolt from heaven to strike us all dead. Lyn’s Filipina and one of the chubbier women there, so the strippers have a lot to grope, and they are bouncing her covered titties like crazy. It’s at this point that I start thinking this doesn’t bode well for my own boobs. :) They remove her shirt and expose caramel-colored floppy boobs with huge dark brown areolae. The female cop goes to her duffle bag and pulls out a can of whipped cream. She sprays it on Lyn’s boobs and both strippers start slowly licking it off. Lyn is cackling with delight, and the strippers momentarily stop what they are doing to look at each other and nod, and make a beeline for the nipples. Lyn shrieks as they are furiously biting and sucking on her huge hard nips. They were so into it they honestly looked like two hungry babies. They make Lyn lay on the ground on her stomach, and now her pants are yanked around her ankles. A few of the women rush over and start spanking her big booty, and the strippers then lower her panties. Lyn resists a bit, but it’s futile. The female cop sprays whipped cream down the entire length of her crack, and the male cop proceeds to lick it out. Rita jumps in and licks some too, which whips the women into an even bigger frenzy.  

A couple more women get the same treatment, and then we have our first runner! Our poor friend (Amy) who tried to escape doesn’t get very far before the bride’s two cousins chase her down and bring her back. The cousins each hold an arm as the female cop start unbuttoning her blouse and undoes her bra. Amy has really tiny titties, but she’s drop-dead gorgeous. The strippers announce that there’s a punishment for trying to escape the long arm of the law. (Yes, they used those exact words.) The female cop reaches for the whipped cream. I assumed it was going on her tits, but instead the female cop sprays it on her partner’s cock. They then tell Amy that she has to lick it off.

I can’t imagine Amy will go through with it so I contemplate how I’m going to plead her case . . . when all of a sudden she drops to her knees and flicks her tongue at the cream on side of his shaft. We’re all gathered in a circle around her, cheering as the female cop keeps adding more cream and Amy keeps licking it off. The female cop sprays a big glob on his balls and Amy lifts his cock and licks his sac clean. The female cop then sprays her partner’s entire cock, and Amy slowly heads in with her mouth wide open like a basking shark. I froze, but luckily the bride came swooping in, covering Amy’s mouth with her hand and saving her from sucking a stripper’s cock surrounded by her friends. The rest of the women started booing, but it was the right thing to do. In hindsight, it would have been super hot to see.

Other wWomen eagerly take Amy’s place licking cream off the stripper’s cock, and the female cop sprays some on her nipples. Women who several hours prior would never have dreamt of fooling around with a woman are now sucking on tits. The male cop is on his back slowly stroking his cock, as two women are sucking his nipples and Rita is playing with his balls. The bride’s cousin Rachel meanwhile has the female cop on her lap and she’s really massaging her nipples pretty good. I’m not sure if the female cop thought she was being discreet by rubbing Rachel’s pussy through her dress, but I could see what was happening.

At this point I didn’t think anything would shock me. That is until hot tub Helen pulls up a chair close to the action where the male cop is laying on the floor stroking. After taking in the action for a couple of minutes, she leans back a little in her chair, lift one leg up on the seat, hikes her dress up, and starts openly rubbing her pussy in front of everyone. At first it seems like I’m the only one who’s noticed, and I try to get the bride’s attention from across the room by making my eyes seem huge and staring at her. I catch her eye and gesture my head toward Helen’s direction. The bride screams, “Oh my God, Helen!” — which only makes Helen laugh and speed up her fingers. Rita walks over and eases Helen’s panties off. Helen now puts both feet on the seat and we have a pretty porno view of her pussy. And she’s not stopping. Two more of my friends pull up chairs and they start rubbing their pussies as well. So now three women are playing with the male stripper, another one is playing with the female stripper, and three are openly rubbing themselves in front of everyone.

The bride is pointing at everyone and screaming, “OMG!” over and over again and taking pics with her phone. And then there’s me. I’ve managed to fly under the radar nearly the whole time. I squeezed the cop’s balls a few times and patted some ass. I thought I’d remain with my dignity intact until Helen locks eyes with me, and screams, “Hey, L___ hasn’t done anything yet!” And with that, half the women stopped what they were doing and cornered me . . .