0 comments/ 69595 views/ 3 favorites Bachelorette Club Ch. 01 By: MIBCOWBOY The sunlight pierced the panels left open the night before and traced their rays across Sara's face. With the covers kicked down on the bottom of the bed, her petite frame, exposed by the silk nightshirt riding up her tan skin showed the body her fiancé craved. At 25, she was the object of desire of every able bodied man in the office, and a few not so able bodied. At a little over 5 feet, 4 inches, her breasts were awesome a C cup, but to everyone that watched them bouncing as she walked, they were sure they were a D. Her ass was so tight, even the women talked about it as she bent over to pick up this or that in the office. Gentle fingers ran down her sides, as she stretched on the verge of awareness. Fingers that found their way to her inner thighs. A yellow triangle was all that was visible beneath the material. Sara was a natural blond and loved the looks her mid-back length hair got as it swayed as she walked. Or was it her ass they were watching? She rubbed the soreness of her clit, moaning at the memory of what Chuck, hr fiancé' had done to her the night before. A memory that caused her to stroke herself, feeling the pleasure his tongue had given her not that many hours before. A soft moan escaped her closed mouth as she quickly found a rhythm, fingers slipping under her thong panties. She could make herself cum so quickly that it took only moments for her back to arch and juices to flow from parted pussy lips. The wave of pleasure moved over her body quickly and she laid flat on the bed, quickly relaxing. The Bachelorette Club popped into her head and she sprang upright on the bed. Damn she thought I've got to get going. The phone rang and Sara was sure it was either Julie or Karen. Her Maids of Honor had agreed to go on her Bachelorette trip with her and they had to be ready and at her house in two hours. Sara picked up the phone and could hear Julie squealing in the background. Karen shushed her as she asked Sara if she was up yet. "Yes, I'm up and it seems so are your guys!" "Well, Karen said, for $1,500 a piece, I want to make sure we don't miss it." "I'll be ready, you two need to get you asses over her in 60 minutes, ok?" Sara could hear Julie yell again in the background and wondered just what the two of them were doing as the phone went dead. They had all played around with each other, nothing "gay," but in the Jacuzzi and with a little weed, they had explored each other's bodies and enjoyed it a few times. Sara's mind clicked over to the Bachelorette Club. She had heard about it from a friend of a friend just after announcing her engagement. The girl was vague, but swore it was the best money she had ever spent. Her friends had gone with her and all came back with smiles that lasted for months. What she had not said was that she had called off the engagement days later. Sara's meeting with the club receptionist was interesting. Daniyel was almost 6 feet tall and had the best tits, she had ever seen. Daniyel told her that they were solid double D's and even offered to show Sara. Sara declined sure she was blushing. The interview covered a variety of things; Sara was surprised at the sexual questions. Daniyel asked if she had given her fiancé head, did she swallow, had she ever gone down on a girl and even if she had ever had group sex. Her taste in clothing was covered, as was her food preferences. Daniyel was interested in what Sara, Karen and Julie had done together. Sara was sure that the champagne that Daniyel had given her was loosening her lips, a bit too much. Daniyel explored Sara's sexual fantasies and she felt shy but she was memorized by Daniyel's boobs sticking out of her thin silk top and just kept talking. The $1,500 per person charge seemed huge, but Daniyel said that it would include a limos, at all locations, a private jet, a suite at her destination and all meals, drink and activities. Sara asked about the destination and was quickly cut off. "We pick everything, based on your profile and interview," Daniyel said. Daniyel asked Sara to stand up so she could get her measurements. Sara wobbled a bit as she stood and attempted to step towards Daniyel. A firm arm reached out and caught Sara by the side, her left tit landed partly in Daniyel's hand. Daniyel pulled out a tape measure and wrapped it around Sara's chest. "Wow, 38 inches, they really look bigger" Daniyel said. "Ya, most people think their D's, but they're really a C cup. Daniyel smiled and asked Sara, "Can I see them, it's just us girls?" Sara was not sure what to make of it, but reached behind her back, pulling down the zipper of her dress. The blue satin slid off her frame in one fluid motion, exposing a silk bra that was just a thread more then a half-cup. The redness of areola was visible above the material and her nipples jumped to attention as the coolness of the air reached them. Sara was sure that the champagne was in control as she felt a touch of wetness reach the black silk thong. Daniyel touched Sara's right breast and allowed her finger to gently trace the mound of flesh pushing out of the wired bra. Sara swayed at the pleasure she felt from the touch. Her breasts were almost more sensitive then her pussy and many a guy had made her cum multiple times by playing and sucking on her nipples. Daniyel had one hand cupping Sara's left breast and the other was diving under the material of Sara's silk thong. Sara's head arched back as she felt the wetness of her pussy gush out on to Daniyel's probing fingers. Sara reached up and cupped Daniyel's right breast in her hand, surprised at how soft and large they really were. Daniyel lowered Sara back into her chair, as she kneeled beside her. Daniyel's fingers were working Sara's clit as she freed the left breast from the bra. Sara gasped as Daniyel took her nipple and sucked most of her breast into her mouth. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, as a noise came from the outer office. Sara pushed herself up as her body gave in to the pleasure. She came so hard; Daniyel's fingers just kept rubbing her as her mouth sucked her tit. Both gals suddenly detected movement in the outer office and as an intense orgasm swept over Sara, Daniyel moved up, gently kissing Sara on the lips, smiling, "your going to have a great time" was all she said. Sara had laid there for a moment as Daniyel walked into the outer office. They had run into the time for the next appointment and jumping up Sara quickly straightened her bra and panties, working to get her dress back on. As she walked out, Daniyel was escorting a little redhead into another door, looking back, she just smiled at Sara. The Club's brochure was vague on what they offered; expect repeating their catch phrase "Bacholerette Party of a lifetime!" The girls were at the door 10 minutes late, suitcases sitting in the driveway. No one wanted to miss this trip. Karen opened up a silver cigarette case, showing Julie and Sara a dozen rolled joints! "Girls, Buddy gave me these to make sure we were going to have a good time!" Buddy was Karen's brother and had wanted on more then one occasion, not only to do Sara, but had offered to do Karen at the same time. The girls had blown him off (no pun intended) but he was always offering exotic dope or liquor to them. May be hoping to get laid. Julie squealed again," The limo's here!" The girls all ran to the window to see a beautiful, white stretch Expedition pulling up. None of them had ever been in a limo before and that, plus the promise of the private jet had cinched the deal. A nice looking man got out of the front passenger door. About 5' 10", with sandy blond short hair, he had a nicely trimmed goatee and wore a dark, nicely tailored suit. The girls met him at the door and Sara was surprised to hear a pleasant voice introduce himself as Mr. Storm. Storm was their guide and would be with them throughout the party. Without any cue, the limo driver stepped out of the vehicle and walked over to the bags in the driveway. Each girl had packed an overnight bag only, but with makeup, etc. it looked like they had packed for a long trip. Sara, accepted Mr. Storm's offer and handed him her bag. "Ladies, your party awaits, please follow me!" They walked to the limo and the driver opened the back door for them. Country music was playing and Sara could see champagne glasses filled, bubbles moving to the top of the glasses, sitting on the bar. "O my God, a bar!" The girls literally dove into the back and the driver closed the door behind them. Mr. Storm did not get in the back, but walked up front and climbed into the front passenger seat. The twenty-minute drive to the airport was fun. The girls sipped champagne and talked. They stuck their heads out the sunroof of the limo as they went down the street and Karen even flashed a couple of cowboys that had pulled up next to them. Karen had a pair of D size tits that were just starting to give into gravity, but Karen wore clothing that showed them as much as legally possible. Karen was blond, not naturally, but the guys loved her bleached, fuck me look. Julie on the other hand, had a pair of petite C boobs that had freckles on them, matching her face and bright red hair. Mr. Storm called back on the limo phone. The girls were surprised at the gentle buzz and it took them a minute to find the phone. Please press the speaker button he said. "Ladies, per your signature that you have read and understand the agreement, that you have entered into, your party is about to begin!" "We will be leaving via the airport on a private jet for Las Vegas." I have a second limo waiting for you there and a suite at the Palace. Our flight time will be about an hour and we have selected a theme for your party, "School girls gone wild!" We have party clothing on the plane for you and some videos for your viewing along with food and drink. "Sit back and enjoy the drive!" The limo made a sharp turn and the girls could hear the sounds of jet engines. They opened the sunroof and gasped as they saw a sleek white Lear Jet in front of them. A man stood by the short stairs in a pilot uniform and waved to them. The limo had barely stopped, before the girls were climbing out the side door. Mr. Storm met them at the plane and introduced Captain Johnson as their pilot! "Hello ladies and welcome!" As the climbed inside the plane, the girls all squealed. It was a dream comes true, leather seats, bar, gold trim, and twinkle lights all around. As the girls bounced up and down in the seats, a tall blond emerged from the back. "Hello Ladies, I'm your stewardess, Diana and I'm here to meet your every need!" Karen flashed a smile and in what Sara was sure was an honest response, "You can meet my needs!" Diana gave her a "I'm gonna fuck you smile, wink and went in the back. The girls peeked around the corner and say a small kitchen area, and a restroom door. Mr. Storm's voice turned them around, "Ladies, your bags on stored, the pilot is ready and were going to take off!" Please have a seat and we will be in the air in just a few minutes. Diana reappeared with champagne glasses and handed one to each of the girls, Mr. Storm even took one. Smiling at the gals, he raised his glass and said, "here's to your party!" It only took minutes for them to get in the air. Mr. Storm stood up and said, "Ladies, we have clothing for your trip, Diana will fit each of you and get you dressed!" Diana came out with a plaid schoolgirl mini skirt and half clothe top that tied in the front. She handed the outfit to Karen and asked her to stand up. As Karen held the clothing up, she looked at Sara and smiled. Diana produced a pair of black "do me" boots with 4-inch heels and a pair of white fish net stocking. "I also have half bras and garter belts for all of you, so please one at a time, change and come back out and show us!" Karen grabbed her stuff and disappeared into the bathroom. Mr. Storm turned and exposed a flat screen TV built into the wall. "We have some videos for you, to help set the mood!" The lights went dim and the screen came on. Karen emerged in a bad, bad girl outfit that exposed the top of her fishnet stockings and an inch of garter belt hooks. The top came just below her boobs and the nipples were pointing into the material, through a paper-thin white wire bra. The affect was amazing; Julie jumped up and said, "now me!" As Karen set down, the skirt rode up instantly, exposing her a sheer white thong and a small wet spot. Julie got dressed even quicker and did not bother with the bra at all. Sara was not sure about this, but five glasses of champagne later, she was feeling to good to say anything. As she took her clothing into the bathroom, the TV showed a couple in an embrace, slowly undressing each other. Sara was a little slower getting dressed. She played with the skirt, trying to pull it farther down. She was sure; her ass cheeks were exposed and could feel a faint breeze on her pubic hair. As she walked out, everyone was watching TV, as a redhead gave a tall cop, one hell of a blowjob. She was sucking him for all it was worth. All eyes turned to her, as she walked into view. Diana's hand rubbed down Sara's back and caressed her ass. Mr. Storm smiled with an approving look and told Sara to sit down and relax. The videos were each about 15 minutes long, and the third one was wild. A big party, the girls dancing and stripping for the group. Several girls were doing girls and every guy in the place was getting a blowjob. Sara could not help but notice Mr. Storm looking at her. She glanced down and saw that her skirt was around her waist; sheer thong and garter belt were completely exposed. She looked at Karen and Julie and each of their skirts were high, but not like hers. The final scene had several girls sucking and fucking a group of men and women sitting around them in a circle. In the short skirts, Storm noticed that all were wet. The plane landed at the Las Vegas airport and taxied to a private hanger. The girls peered out and saw a black Lincoln Limo sitting on the tarmac. Mr. Storm got up and told the girls to follow him. Sara was right behind him, with Julie close behind. Karen was a little slow in getting up and wobbled a little. Diana was behind her and steadied her, with one hand under her skirt, feeling a soft bare ass. Diana's hand rubbed Karen's buns and gently guided her towards the door. Patting her bottom, Diana smiled and said, "Enjoy!" The girls dove into their new limo and the driver took them all around the strip. By this time, Karen was flashing her tits to anyone willing to look as they drove down the strip and a cop almost stopped them. Their first stop was at a club; Wild Man Review, is what the sign said! The doorman seemed to know Mr. Storm and the girls were escorted inside. Lights danced all around them, as the girls watched several, almost naked men dance on stage. They were led over to the VIP area, looking down on the stage. Male waiters were dressed in various garb and they got a six-foot cowboy in chaps and Stetson to wait on them. Karen eyed the 'rodeo man' up and down and all gasped when her turned around and they saw that the chaps were open in the back and he had on a G String. On returning with the drinks, an up tempo techno song started playing and the cowboy started dancing for them. The girls could look over their area and watch the other dancers on stage, but this cowboy had their attention. Sara thought that men could not move like this, watching the waiter bump, grind and swivel his hips. Karen was taking particular note of every movement and quickly pulled out $5 waving it in the air. The cowboy was on her lap in and instant, one knee between her legs and his bulging manhood sitting about boob level. Karen stuck the money under the chap's belt and the cowboy responded by rubbing his growing bulge on her boobs and moving towards her face. Two more men moved into the VIP area and Julie giggled saying that the guys almost looked like the Village People. A hunk in a hardhat and jeans and a guy dressed as a cop came close to the girls. Sara got the cop and Julie got the construction worker. The cowboy had backed off and dropped the chaps, G String budging and a very, very large object pushing hard against the material. He moved back towards Karen and used his knee to spread Karen's legs apart. Her skirt rode up around her waist and her thong and a large wet spot was visible to Julie. Sara did not see anything; she was locked on her cop. The first thing Sara noticed was when the cowboy climbed up on the bench, that's when she realized that Karen had decided to put more money into the guy's G-String. But the string when moved had revealed a hardened cock that popped out right in her face. Karen apparently didn't have a second though and grabbed it. Sara was not sure what to make of her Maid of Honor, fondling the exotic dancer, but then she had her own issues. Her cop was also down to a G-String and climbing into her lap. The girls argued later, who did what first, but Karen was the one that everyone noticed sucking hard on a large 9" shaft. Julie was a little slower, not sure of what to do with a naked construction worker/exotic dancer. The lights had dimmed in the VIP area and Sara could just make out Mr. Storm watching her in the distance. The girls felt probing fingers in their panties as the dancers worked their cocks into each of the girl's mouths. Karen was sucking the guy off for all it was worth. Moans of pleasure could be heard from her, even above the music. Sara was bouncing in the seat as she quickly came in wave after wave; her cop had a nice, easy to suck 6' cock in her mouth and was stroking her from clit to ass. Julie was in no hurry and played, tickled and stroked the guy's balls, taking her time and enjoying every moment. Karen's cowboy was loud and proud as his cock swelled; he cut loose in her mouth with wave after wave of cum. Karen could work a guy's cock like an expert and the look on the guys face showed that he was enjoying the professionalism of her talents. Suddenly, Julie's construction worker came next, surprising her. She took the second and third load on her face, chest and top. The guy put it back in her mouth and she allowed him to fuck her face the last few strokes, burying the shaft down her throat. He used the finger, removed from her throbbing cunt to wipe up the drops of cum from her chest and face and presented the creamy goo, allowed her to lick his finger clean. Karen almost leaned over to help. Sara became the center of attention as each of the other girls looked towards her as they played with their semi-erect toys. When the cop came, Sara knew it and took him deep into her throat. She was no pro, but knew what her fiancée' had taught her. Funny thing was, Sara was not thinking about him, just the shaft in her hands and mouth. The cop pulled it out of her mouth and rubbed the head around her lips as the final spurts of cum oozed out. She licked the head and her lips, taking in every drop, pulling him back in her mouth and licking him clean. With fingered pussys and panties soaked, the guys jumped up and kissed the girls before turning and leaving the stage. Mr. Storm handed something to each of them as they left, looking down at the 'wanting look' on the girls faces. He was sure that all three would have fucked the guys right there, but that was not in the plans. The girls were exhausted already and a little drunk, plus high from a joint they had snuck earlier in the limo. Mr. Storm collected them up and walked them back to the limo. Next stop, the hotel suite for a nap. Bachelorette Club Ch. 02 Sara awoke to the sound of running water. She was quite content to lay in the king size bed, the overstuffed down comforter covering her naked body. Karen and Julie had fallen into the other bed and Sara smiled as various body parts protruded from under their comforter. A voice gently called from the living room and Mr. Storm walked in as Sara turned. She smiled as he entered the room asking, "have a nice nap?" "O, ya what a nap, Sara responded." "Well, you ladies have three masseuses waiting for you in the other room, two baths are ready and then the ladies will work on you." "Afterwards, we will have your clothing laid out and I have a beautician ready to help with hair and makeup!" Sara was still amazed at how much fun they had had so far, although she had not expected to be giving exotic dancers blowjobs! Still, they were all having the time of their lives and the evening was just now starting. Sara got out of bed, still naked and allowing Mr. Storm to watch her, she walked over and pulled the comforter away from the other bed. The girls stirred as the cool breeze swept over their also naked bodies. "Hay, stop that" Karen moaned. "Come on, we've got things to do and boys to screw" Sara said, surprising herself. Sara walked towards the bathroom, once again allowing Mr. Storm to watch her every step, she even worked her hips a little for extra effect. The bathtubs were huge Jacuzzis that could seat two easily, however, Julie was a shower person and headed towards the glass-enclosed shower. Sara though that the damn shower was as big as her whole bathroom at home! Both Karen and Sara played in the jets as they watched Julie though the glass. Julie covered her body with soap and seemed to linger at all the right spots. With boobs covered in bubbles and that red hair, Sara thought she looked like the gal in that old stripper movie. Rum soaked chocolates were set on the edge of the tub along with the ever-present champagne. Sara had agreed with Karen that the champagne was the best they had ever had and it seemed that no expense had been spared so far. What a deal for $1,500. The girls with hair and bodies wrapped in towels walked into what they had though was another bedroom, only to find three massage tables set up, candles surrounded the room, soft country music was playing and three gals were waiting for them. All three could have walked right out of the playboy mansion; even with their official white terry cloth wraps they were wearing. Karen noted with a playful smile that like the girl's schoolgirl outfits, the terry cloth wraps barely covered the masseuse's ass'es. The girls climbed on the tables and removed their towels, no formality needed at this point. Each masseuse started her work at each of the girls' heads. They gently worked on the muscles and kinks of each of the gals. Each inch of flesh was given delicate personal attention by trained hands, as fingers searched out spots needing special care. Karen was enjoying the attention and so it seemed was her masseuse. After nearly a half hour of working on her back, the masseuse was working on Karen's legs and gently stroking her inner thighs. Karen could feel her temperature rise and a tingle inside her pussy as the masseuse's hand gentle rubbed the edge of her clit. Karen purred under her breath as the probing hands searched her thighs for a response. Each of the other masseuses had also worked their way down the girl's bodies; both were gently working Julie and Sara's ass and thighs. All three girls seemed susceptible to these tender probing fingers and one by one each spread their legs to invite more touching. As professional fingers found the wet spot of each girl, the masseuse's feet, clicked a paddle that slowly lowered the massage table. Karen, then Julie and Sara were gently rolled over on their backs, as fingers probed their bodies. Karen's eyes opened to see the terry cloth wrap her masseuse had been wearing open, exposing a tan, firm body. Small perky breasts protruded straight out and Karen slowly closed her eyes as she saw a bare shaved pussy inches away from her head. Each of the masseuse's had fingers probing the girls now dripping pussies, moving from breasts and nipples to pussy and clit. And Sara, as usual was seconds away from her first organism. Each masseuse inched their way forward as they leaned towards the girls, covering their client's body. Karen was the first to smell the juice of a throbbing pussy above her nose. She lifted her head and allowed her tongue to penetrate the clit of her masseuse. Sara did not hesitate, pushing into a thick black bush that was soaked. Julie wrapped her legs around the body of her masseuse and six bodies merged into three. All six girls seemed to bond as they licked and sucked each other. Moans from waves of passion drew Mr. Storm in from the living room. Watching from the corner, he slowly moved towards Karen's table. Her head hung slightly back as her masseuse moved around and off of her, positioning herself between Karen's fully spread legs. Karen's eyes opened to find a familiar face and erect cock pointing towards her face. Her mouth opened wide as her head lunged to engulf the head of Storm's dick. Karen loved cock and had wanted Storm's in the limo. He was hers and she was going to suck this one down her throat if need be. With head back Mr. Storm's eight-inch shaft slid down her throat and she was taking him in to the base of his balls. This had gone from a blowjob to having her face fucked and with one face between her legs and hers buried in Storms cock, she was lost in a sea of desire. Yelps, cries and a whimper marked the end of the session. As Storm arched his back, Karen grabbed the throbbing cock with her hands, intent on milking him dry. As cum shot into her mouth and down her throat, she lost control as a final rush swept over her, the masseuse had licked her to a soaking, throbbing, muscle twitching climax. Storm's cock popped out of her mouth for a moment and her face and chest took a direct hit from white cum spewing from the head of his cock. Storm reached down and massaged her tits, squeezing her nipples as the final drops passed her lips. Karen pulling him back to her lips really wanted to lick him clean. "Well, that was interesting" Karen said smiling at Mr. Storm who was replacing his still semi erect cock, back into his pants. "Ladies, relax a few minutes and then work your way into the bedroom. Nadia is ready to help you with makeup or your hair. Your clothing is laid out and ready and the fun is just beginning. Nadia was an older former show girl, who was there "just" for makeup and hair. She easily recognized what each girl needed and worked non-stop to get them ready. Their makeup was perfect and the girls looked ready for anything. Their clothing was once again, the "bad school girl look" with stockings and garter. Sara looked at herself in the mirror and swore that the skirt was a good two inches shorter than earlier, but shrugged it off as her imagination. Their escort, Mr. Storm was waiting in the living room and walked them down to the limo. Julie and Karen hung on his arm since they were "close" friends now. Dinner was at the most elegant restaurant in Vegas. And the girls were waited on hand and foot by the staff. Sara commented to Mr. Storm on the constant attention and with a rather sly smile, Mr. Storm ran his hand along Sara's leg, pointing out that her skirt was covering very little of her thong. Sara did not move away from his hand and could feel herself tingle as she looked down to see his hand on her leg, and her white thong panties showing. The fact that the stockings and garter were completely exposed and the straps of all three of their garters were showing did not faze any of them. Dinner was by far the best any of them had ever had. Lobster, Shrimp Scampi, mussels and clams, steamed, sautéed and dipped in butter, covered the table. Champagne was mixed with some exotic lacquer that Mr. Storm had ordered. It tasted great, and went well with the food. Desert was a rich cheesecake that the girls wanted to take with them. The waiter came back with a boxed cake for them. Sara noticed that he was staring at Karen's lap and also had a raging monster desperate to get out of his pants. O' well she though, not tonight! After dinner the girls were escorted to the casino. Mr. Storm handed each of them a tray of silver coins. "Ladies, each of these is worth $10 and you each get $1,000 to play with, so have fun." Giggles and big smiles greeted the money; it seemed like play money, not really theirs and any fear of losing it was gone. Almost every eye in the casino followed the girls, as they bounced from slot machine to game tables and back. Sara seemed to be able to do no wrong at blackjack and in two hours was up $1,500. Both Julie and Karen were flirting with the men around the poker table and went broke fast and returned to Sara's table empty handed. As Mr. Storm walked over, Sara gave each of the girls $700 of her winnings and all exited the casino, breasts bouncing and nipples erect. The girl's playfulness had gone into overdrive as the limo pulled out. The paper money they had exchanged the silver dollars for, was thrown in the air all over the car. "God, Mr. Storm, this is great, what a rush that was," Sara said. "Well, the evening is young and the best is coming, in more ways then one" Storm told them. The limo pulled up to a glittering entrance as the girls peered out to see a nightclub sign. A huge bodyguard met them and they were escorted through the VIP entrance. Music and lights hit them as they went through the second set of doors. The dance floor was packed with young people as the bass pounded out a driving beat. The girls rushed out on the floor and blended with the crowd. Even on a packed dance floor, the girls were noticed. The outfits they wore, were in fact shorter than the first set and exposed both the garters and a nice amount of creamy ass. Soft hands and hard cocks covered by strained clothing seemed to rub against the girls as they danced. As the music grew, Sara was first to cut loose, allowing a redhead behind her to dance against her body and lightly fondle her ass. Two-inch nails slid inside her panties to rub against a moist clit. Bodies bounced to the music and soon, several girls had pulled off their tops, exposing various sized breasts. Karen was not being outdone and had undone the three buttons on her top. Only the tied knot held her bouncing breasts from popping out. As the beat continued, bodies gravitated towards the girls and unrestrained hands touched, grabbed and groped body parts. Karen wanted to fuck someone, anyone at this point and Sara glanced across the floor at Storm, wondering if she would get her hands on his cock. Just as a group of college age guys made their way towards the girl, Storm and the bouncer moved in to sweep the girls away. A few more minutes and he was sure the girls would have been bent over right on the dance floor. And he had no intention of letting that happen, yet. The girls, horny and a little taken back were escorted to the limo. Storm was sure they would have fucked someone and in due time they would. The drive was only ten minutes and the girls were chatting about wanting to dance more. Karen broke out a joint for them to share, since Mr. Storm was riding up front. The limo pulled up to a glittery spot that drew their attention. As they exited, Sara noticed that it was a "Men's Club" and asked Storm, just what was up? "Well, ladies, this is a special spot and I've arranged for you all to get some 'very special' dance lessons!" An attractive older lady escorted the gals to a VIP area, overlooking the mirrored dance floor. A dozen girls were dancing on stage and a dozen more were giving "lap dances" to men in the crowd. Karen commented that there were about 6 other women in the club, watching the girls dance. Drinks were brought over to the girls as they sat in the "exclusive area!" Their club escort waved her hand and a blond Amazon with huge tits came over to them. A separate sound system vibrated in the seats as she began to dance. Dressed in revealing clothing, she moved body parts, that Julie was sure, up until that point, could not be moved. The dancer did not touch them, but mimicked some of the moves the girls had done earlier at the club. Karen, always the adventurer, was the first to wave a twenty in the air. In fact, that was all they had, twenties and fifties from the casino. The Amazon moved up and stood outside of Karen's legs, her breasts attempting to free themselves from the silver half top that covered little. As Karen slipped the twenty into the dancer's G-string, the Amazon reached behind her and undid the clasp, her top dropping to the floor. Julie was sure that those were, the biggest breasts she had ever seen. With areolas the size of silver dollars and nipples that stuck straight out a good half inch. The dancer had them bouncing and swaying less than an inch from Karen's mouth. Her hips were moving as well and riding down on Karen's lap. Karen's skirt had ridden up the inch or so that was left leaving her thong exposed to both the dancer and other girls. The dancer allowed her hands to drift down to Karen's side and in a smooth, fluid motion reached down and pulled the thong down Karen's legs. Not only did Karen not resist, her hips popped up every so slightly to allow them to be pulled free. The dancer threw them towards the people below and moved to reposition herself, between Karen's legs. As Karen spread her legs wider to allow the dancer to move closer, her tightly trimmed one-inch triangle was visible, covered in shimmering drops of wetness. Two more girls appeared in the VIP area, a redhead, with a nice set of D size boobs, and a little Asian gal, who was wearing the tiniest bathing suit that Sara had ever seen. The two girls positioned themselves in front of Sara and Julie and joined in the dancing that the Amazon was already doing. With legs spread wide, Karen was lightly touching the monster tits of her dancer. As she cupped one in her hand, the dancer moved forward and placed it at the front of her mouth. A tongue leaped out to circle the hardened nipple growing before her eyes. Julie and her Asian dancer were a perfect match, as Julie seemed to move with her as she did a lap dance. Sara had quickly decided that she wanted the best lap dance that anyone had ever had. Sticking four, fifty-dollar bills into the redhead's thong produced instant results. She not only removed her top, but also pulled off her thong handing it and the money over to Storm. The redhead also reached down and started to remove Sara's panties. Sara was not that sure about it, but the dancers soft hands seemed to reassure her and she lifted her hips to allow them to slide free. In a matter of minutes all three dancers were bare-naked and the girls were panty less. Karen kept playing with her Amazons tits as her dancer played with her now soaped pussy. Karen's top was untied and the dancer returned the favor playing with Karen's nipples. Julie had a mass of long black hair in her lap, as her dancer had decided to give attention to Julie's now soaked pussy. Julie had never been given head this way and she was leaning back in her seat, head back, eyes closed, with both hands gently guiding her dancers head, deeper into her thighs. Just when things started getting wild, Mr. Storm stepped in and told the ladies that it was time for "their" dance lessons. Hot, panting faces looked at him in disbelief, as the dancers stepped back from the girls. Each reached out for the girls, as a butt-bumping tune started to play. The dancers showed the girls various moves and with the girl's panty less, Mr. Storm took a seat to get a first hand look. Sara turned into a hip gyrating, dancing machine as she worked her body to the music. Julie was not doing to well, but was having fun rubbing against her new Asian friend. Karen was getting down right nasty as she lifted her skirt and rubbed herself in front of Mr. Storm. Karen was fingering herself faster and faster, hips swaying to the music, eyes locked on to Storm's. Storm was taking it all in, making frequent long eye contact with the girls, especially Karen and Sara as they danced. When the song was over, the girls dropped into their seats, taking several swallows from their various drinks. Karen was seconds short of having an orgasm, but could not bring her self to keep masturbating in front of the group. The dancers leaned over and gave each of the girls a long tongue dancing kiss goodbye, as they collected their clothing and money and ran back down the stairs. Storm stood up and told the girls that they were going to get to try their hand at performing on stage. Surprisingly the girls were all excited about this, especially Sara. "I've arranged for you to dance for a small group in the back room," Storm said. "This will be more intimate and you all can enjoy yourselves more." The club's female manager led them down a set of back stairs and through two doors into a small dance area. The room was pitch black, except for a focused spotlight center stage. The girls could see a few shadowy faces, including the redhead that had danced for Sara. A heavy bass-beat song started and the redhead started to dance around a pole at the edge of the stage. The girls were guided to the stage and encouraged by the manager to dance. Sara jumped up and started where she had left off, bumping and grinding her hips to the beat. Julie joined in close by Sara, spinning in multiple turns with her arms extended straight out skirt riding up to show bare ass and pussy. Karen, surprisingly took a minute or two to get out on the stage. The girl that would go down on a guy in a heart beat, was a little stage shy. The music transitioned to another song, the singer asking the dancers to shake their ass and pop their pussies. All three girls were getting into it now, enjoying the freedom and oblivious to anyone in the room. As they danced, the lighting in the room came up once, just slightly and then again a few minutes later. Around the dance floor were twelve men, sitting in chairs facing the stage. The three dancers from earlier were moving from man to man, teasing them, rubbing their boobs against their heads and rubbing their men's now bulging pants. An announcer told the men to get their money ready, because the girls would give them personal laps dances. As one attractive man about 35 and in a suit waved a hundred dollar bill, Sara danced over to him and started to dance in front of him. All the men started waving money at that point and Julie and Karen moved in towards them as well. Sara allowed the man to put the hundred in her skirt and danced up to his lap. She moved her hands to lift the short plaid shirt, revealing her bare pussy. Storm smiled, wondering if Sara knew or had forgotten that she and the other girls had their thongs taken off earlier. No matter, it was a sight he was enjoying. As the girls moved from man to man, each getting a dance, the music's beat became more intense. One gentleman asked Karen to remove her top and handed her a handful of hundreds. Karen ripped the top off, allowing her tits to bounce and spring free. She buried them in his face, moving the nipples back and forth in front of his mouth. Julie was standing on the edge of one guy's chair as he held a dozen hundred dollar bills over his head. She stood up on the edge of the chair and planted her skirt right in the guys face, allowing him to put the money in the waistband of her skirt. Within seconds she gave him what he wanted, grinding her red, wet bush into his face. This sent the guys wild. Money was waving in the air all around the dance floor. Sara was now moving from man to man, top ripped open and thrown to one man in exchange for a wad of hundreds. She would dance in their lap, climb up on the chair and dance with her dripping wet pussy above each man's mouth. Tongues strained to get a taste and within minutes each girl was moving around the circle, doing the same thing. Bachelorette Club Ch. 02 As Sara returned to the first guy, her redheaded dancer friend whispered in the mans ear. His face turned red, as she helped him unzip his pants, reaching in she removed his very erect cock, exposing what Sara felt was his best feature. Waving about ten $100 bills in the air, Sara moved in on him. Dancing an inch away from his throbbing penis, she allowed the head to just touch her wet bush. Instantly, all the men were dropping their pants and waving one and two handfuls of money at the women. Sara wanted to fuck. Pure and simple and now was the time. Sara sat down on the guys cock and climaxed at the same time. Instantly she was riding the guy like a cowboy on a bull, except she was doing all the bucking. Julie was teasing an older man, who produced the biggest wad of money she had ever seen. With money in hand, she needed no more encouragement and sat down on the guys cock. She even leaned into him and fed her petite tit into his mouth. The guy started sucking like a newborn baby. Karen was in heaven. She loved to fuck and today was the day. Each man handed her a handful of bills and each one got the ride of his life. Sara had turned around and was riding one guy while slightly squatted. His face was focused on her bouncing ass as she road up and down his shaft. An older man walked from the other side of the room and with pants around his ankles, placed his erect cock in front of Sara's face. Sara had never been with two men at once, but this was a trip of firsts, and she grabbed the guy's cock and pulled him into her mouth. This started movement from the group, unwilling to wait their turn several men approached the girls, and the clubs dancers. The three club dancers joined in and were quickly fucking and sucking two men each. Sara, climaxing for the sixth or seventh time lost her footing and slipped off one poor guy, just as he popped his load. Her back took one, then a second hit of creamy cum. Trying to work back on his dick, she allowed the throbbing cock in her mouth to also slip out. Much to the man's enjoyment, he instantly shot a load on to her face and chest. A few men moved close and began to jerk off while standing around Sara. She worked her way to one, then another, sucking them as they jerked off. One at a time, they exploded their cum on to her face, chest and back. Six girls made quick work of twelve men and as each unloaded; they sat back in their chairs and applauded the next one to cum. Ever cock was milked and every load spent as the girls finished the last guy, three sharing one cock. Sara was handed a large towel by the manager and led off the stage area. Julie and Karen were not far behind. All three holding a towel and a basket of hundred dollar bills that the manager had put their money into. In a bathroom off of the side of the room, the girls washed their faces and bodies. Sara started to laugh and Julie joined in realizing what they had just done. Karen was more matter of fact about it, and told Sara that she wanted to go back for more. All three quickly lost steam as their bodies gave in to the exhaustion that was setting in. Storm appeared at the door and smiling from ear to ear, handing the ladies their tops. Sara held her's in her hand and smiled back at him. "Like the show" she asked with a devilish grin? "Yes, in fact, you surprised and impressed me," Storm replied. "Ladies, I know you're tired and if you will pick up your gift baskets, I'll take you to the hotel. The girls were all but passed out on the ride back. Sara counted over $5,000 in her basket, Julie had $3,800 and Karen, well Karen had hit $7,000 and still counting. "Not bad for a little old cocksucker like me, huh?" she asked. They staggered into the bedrooms and fell asleep, where they dropped. The girls awoke the next morning to the sound of room service. Two Hispanic ladies had peeked into the bedroom and announced that breakfast was served. As the girls walked into the living room naked, the aroma of rich coffee and eggs filled the air. The sound of bath water came from the bathroom and the ladies reentered the living room a few minutes later announcing that their baths were ready. Sara and Julie climbed into a tub together and left Karen in the other one. They talked about yesterday's events and how each girl felt about what they had done. None regretted anything and Sara surprised herself at how much she had enjoyed being with both the women and men. Sara even mentioned that she wanted to go down on one more man before the trip was over, but did not say anything else. An hour later, the girls were dressed in their clothing. Cleaned and pressed, but looking the worse for ware. Still, they did look hot. However, someone had forgotten their underwear, both bra and panties were missing! Mr. Storm entered the room with a smile and good morning. "Ladies the limo is downstairs and waiting," he said. When questioned about the location of their underwear, Storm apologized that they had been left at the club, however, their regular clothing was on the plane and they could change again there. As they walked through the hotel and casino, all eyes were on them. Their skirts rode high on their hips and all three were showing pubic hair and cheeks. Combined with the stockings, a lot of pants were budging in almost military precision. The limo, parked in front of the hotel was a Hummer and had more room then before. Mr. Storm once again closed the door behind the ladies and went up front. A disco ball turned inside the limo, as music played. Once again, champagne was opened and poured into three glasses for them. The driver took them on a final tour of the strip and the girls once again opened the sunroof, sticking their head out the top. Karen lit a joint and passed it around to her two friends as they drove by more than a dozen cops. Julie piped in that they might be able to do the six cops standing by a low-rider truck that had been pulled over. Karen just smiled and joked that she could handle those six, alone! Sara was feeling her thighs tingle and juices flow, as she thought about taking on more men. As they arrived at the airport, a frowning pilot greeted them. "Sorry Mr. Storm, but we're unable to take off right now." "Heavy fog in California and we're 10th in line when it does clear up!" Storm nodded and turned to the ladies saying "Lets get aboard, we have food and drink to last two days if need be." "Also, your more than welcome to have the pilot show you the cockpit or you can watch movies," he said with a wink! Julie followed the pilot into the plane, wanting to see the cockpit! Karen accepted a glass of champagne from Diana, the stewardess and immediately tripped on the stairs spilling it on her top. Diana walked her inside to get her "all cleaned up!" Sara hung back, watching Storm tip the limo driver and then turned facing her with a big smile. "You've had quite the adventure young lady!" "Yes, she replied, "I never expected all this, do you realize, we made several thousand dollars?" Storm placed his hand gently on her back and led her up the stairway into the plane. He allowed his hand to drift down as she took the first step and let it come to rest on her bare ass. Sara seemed to slow her steps as she felt his hand on her ass; she liked the feel and liked this touch. Sara about died when she looked into the back of the plane, to see Karen with her top open, sitting on the planes small kitchen counter. Diana was tongue licking the champagne from her chest as she removed her own top. Storm smiled and leaned into Sara telling her that he was sure Julie was also occupied, in the "cock pit!" The sound of him saying it turned her on, as his finger moved down between her cheeks and found a welcome wetness. Storms other hand slid up her chest inside the silk top and cupped her unrestrained breast in his hand. The material of her top, gave way to pressure as he used his arm to push it out and it ripped. Warm lips moved to her neck as he fondled her bare tits and ran his finger from pussy to asshole. As she bent down, in order to sit down, Storm caught her and slid a finger in to her pussy allowing his thumb to slightly penetrate her ass. Sara pushed back hard onto his fingers and bent over with tits dangling from her torn top, she instantly started to ride his fingers. She had never let her fiancée' or anyone for that matter penetrate her this way, but she was overwhelmed with the desire to be taken in her pussy and ass by Storm. Julie was riding the "joy stick" inside the cabin of the plane. She was not sure if FAA regulations allowed this, but straddling the pilot's chair, she was enjoying being at the controls of the pilot's stick. Karen was naked, except for garter and stockings and was trying to give easy access to the wanting lips of her new friend. She had one leg hanging over the edge of the counter, the other over Diana's shoulder as the stewardess buried her face into Karen's swollen pussy. Storm finger fucked Sara to climax and then moved her to the side. Sitting down in one of the overstuffed chairs, he dropped his pants to the floor exposing a large 8 inch cock that was wider then anything Sara had ever seen. He reached up and took her arms pulling her gently down to her knees in front of him. Sara not only knew what he wanted, but it was what she had wanted to do as well. She buried her face in his lap, taking in just half of his enormous shaft at first. It was more than she had ever tried; none of the men at the club had been hung like this. Still, she wanted this guys cock bad and was determined to take it all. Sara was in the middle of giving the best blowjob of her life, when a moist tongue slipped into her pussy from behind. She did not know who it was, but was thrilled with the waves of pleasure that it caused. Karen and her friend had come around the corner to see what all the slurping and gulping was and the stewardess had decided to join in. Karen sat down across from the three of them, content at this point to watch. After reaching another body shaking climax, Sara got up from her knees and turned around placing her ass on Storms rock hard cock. Diana also got up and turned, placing her ass and pussy in Sara's face. She in turn bent over and went down once again on Karen. A sight to behold as Sara lap fucked Storm while doing a fair job of licking the wet pussy in front of her. She even allowed her tongue to trace Diana's asshole once, then twice. Getting a nice response, she allowed her tongue to dart in and out, tongue fucking the gal. Storm got up and moved to the long bench that Karen was sitting on. With one hand he pulled Sara onto his lap and with the other, moved Karen on to his face. Karen buried her pussy on his lips, as she faced Sara who was riding up and down so hard, Karen had a hard time reaching over to fondle her breasts. Julie walked out of the cockpit in time to see each of the three cum almost in unison. Joining Diana across from the threesome, they stroked and played with each other, watching Karen lip lock Sara in a long passionate kiss. Karen and Sara collapsed into each other's arms as both shook with waves of pleasure sweeping over them. The plane's engines came to life and pulled away moving towards the runway. Epilogue On the flight back, while Karen and Julie napped, Sara was able to get Mr. Storm to explain their adventure. Sitting naked in stocking and garter on his lap, Storm explained the history of the Bachlorette Club. "You see, ten years ago, I had a bachelor party. It was wild and my friends and I fucked everything in sight that night. The next morning, I woke up and realized that I really was not ready to get married. I also realized that most people do not get a chance to explore their inner self like I did. I knew that I was not done screwing a variety of women and really did not want to restrain myself to just one." "I formed one, then several clubs across the country over the years to allow people to explore who they are sexually and emotionally. In the case of the Bachelorette Club, to allow woman to explore their sexual fantasies. Over the years, we have been able to lower the prices for the gals, by charging the wealthier men from other clubs higher fees. The guys that you danced for, sucked and fucked with professional quality, I might add were from a group that paid a very large fee for their party." "Everyone walks away with their fantasies fulfilled and a better idea of who they really are and what they want! The men wanted a wild fling and to fuck some hot girls; you wanted to do what you had not done before, with men and secretly with women. That is what we got out of your interview. And that is how we designed your adventure." "Everyone gets what they want!" "Right now, he smiled and said, "I want to slide this hardening cock, back inside that wet pussy of your!"