Finding What Sex Is About 8

Finding What Sex is About

Chapter Eight

After all that, we just laid back and chatted some and Pam told him some of the stuff that went on, but being pretty worn out, I dozed off. I don't know how much time went by but I got woke up and someone was sucking on my boobs and fingering my pussy.

I looked down to see it was him, and Pam was just watching us and she said to me, "Nice way to wake up." I just looked at her but I knew my pussy was turned on again, as he kept playing with it.  Pam reached out and took my hand, pulling it to his cock, "You can play too."

So, I did start to stroke it some, feeling it grow and getting harder as I did. It wasn't long and he stopped playing with me and started to pull me over on my stomach. 'Damn, not the ass!' ran through my head. But he moved over me, grabbing my hips, and pulling me up to my knees. Then I felt his cock poking my pussy as he started to fuck me doggie style.

I was on my hand and knees as he started to fuck me harder, slamming into me. I looked over at Pam and saw she was smiling at me, "It's all right, he can fuck me anytime." Then she reached out and grabbed my bouncing boobs and started to play with them as he fucked me harder. I came twice before he gave me his load, after which, we just flopped on the bed.

"When is your husband coming for the wedding?"

"He is going to be here in two days for the wedding itself."

"So, what are you going to do until then?"

"I don't know," I said with a chuckle and then added, "things have been going very wild lately. Why you asking?"

"Well, tomorrow we are having my bachelor party and you can come to that."

"How many females are coming to this?"

"Only you."

"Why would I come to that and be the only female there?"

"We tried to find a dancer for it, so maybe you can fill in for the entrainment."

"Thanks, but I've never done that before."

"There's nothing to it. All you gotta do is lose your clothes."

"Great, and be naked in front of a bunch of drunk guys, that would go well!" That's when my cell beeped and I noticed it was my husband. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my clothes to get dressed, as I talk to him.

I waved goodbye to them as I headed out the door, as I went back to my room, and we ended up chatting for a while. When we were done chatting, I took a shower and climbed into bed to get some sleep.

When I woke up, I saw that it was 3 p.m.  'Damn, I guess I was tired,' I thought as I got dressed and went out for brunch, needing something to eat. I went back to my room and kept myself busy for a while, but then there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw that it was Pam. She walked in, but was carrying a garment bag with her.

"What did I do for this visit?"

"Well, I thought I would drop this off," she told me as she laid the bag on the bed. She opened it and pulled out a very short, black, mini dress, which zipped down the front, along with some stockings, and a garter belt.

"Okay, what is that outfit for?"

"It's for you to wear for the bachelor party."

"I told you, I wasn't going to go do that!"

"I know and you're not!"

"So, I'm a bit confused then!"

"Well, you can get dressed up and then he is going to text you the address where they will be at. You will go there and just happen to bump into them."

"That outfit not's going to cover much. I don't think I will want to hang out with a bunch of drunk guys in that outfit."

"Don't worry about it. If I know them at all, I know you won't be wearing it that long."

"Oh, so now, I supposed to get naked in front of all of them at the bar?"

"No! They will take you back to the room that they got."

"You're crazy! How many guys are going to be at this party?"

"He's not going to text you until it gets down to like, four or five of them!"

"I'm supposed to get gang banged by four or five, drunk guys?" I asked with a chuckle.

This caused her to smile at me, "Why? Do you want him to have more there?"

"No! That's crazy, and I'm not going!"

She got up and headed for the door, "He'll text you when and where. It will probably be your last shot at a fun night," she said over her shoulder, as she headed for the door, but then she stopped, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, he told me to tell you no bra or panties!" then shut the door behind her.

I picked up the dress and held it in front of me, 'Damn, I could get fucked while still dressed in this outfit,' I thought with a wicked grin on my face. I spent the next couple hours looking at the outfit and thinking how crazy they were acting about all of this, but my pussy was starting to like the ideal.

Then at ten p.m. I got a text, which I looked at, and there was an address in it, and a note that said, 'Be here at twelve a.m.

I looked at it for a while and then told myself, 'You can go there and have some drinks, maybe tease them, and then leave.' I smiled as I went to a shower, do my makeup, and get dressed. Looking in the mirror I was shocked, 'Wow, can I sit down in this without my pussy and boobs falling out?'

I went to the frig, pulled out a couple of the mini shot bottles, and made me a stiff drink. Then out the door I went, hailing a taxi, and telling him the address. I don't know how we made it to the place, because he had his eye more in the rearview mirror, looking at me, rather than the road. 'I guess he liked the outfit.'

As I went in, I noticed a lot of people looking at me, but I pretended I didn't notice, as I went up to the bar and ordered myself a drink. Sitting on the stool, I knew it was a close call of something peeking out.

Then I heard his voice, "Judy, what are you doing here?" I turned to see him and one of his buddies, that were walking by me.

"Oh, I just stopped in to have a drink before I head back to my room."

"We are having a party for me at the end of the bar, come on down and have a drink with us," he said as he reached out and took my hand, pulling me off the stool. I noticed his buddy staring at me as I slid off the stool, but I didn't know if he got a peek.

We got to the end of the bar and there stood three other guys. "Guys, this is Judy, Pam's good friend. She stopped to have a drink, so I asked her to share one with us, if it's okay with you guys."

That's when they all said, "Welcome," and asked me what I wanted to drink, as I noticed that they were already a bit tipsy. Then he guided me to a stool that was empty and helped me get on it, but as he did, he made sure to have his hand on my ass, rubbing it as he did.

As I sat there, he kept his hand on my ass, as he talked to me. I could see the others were watching this and whispering, but then the band started to play a slow song and he took my hand, pulling me out to the dance floor. He pulled me in tight to him and moved his leg so I was straddling it as we danced. My body was pressed tight to him and he was almost just grinding into me, as he kept his hands on my ass.

I whispered in his ear and told him, "You're getting a bit carried away."

He laughed at me, "I'm just wanting them to notice how sexy you are!"

"Well, be careful with those hands, or you're going to flash my ass!"

He laughed at me and then I felt my dress slide up some, "Damn, I might get thrown out of this place."

They all watched us dance and watched as he led me back to the bar and helped me onto my stool again. So now, we are there doing some small talk and drinking, and that's when he reached over, laid his hand on my bare thigh, and rubbed it.  I could see them looking at his hand on my legs, so I leaned over and told him, "They can see your hand."

He smiled at me and said, "I know, I want them to see it and see that you're a bit on the playful, slutty, side."

"Oh great, just what I was hoping for."

"Yes, you will be when we get back to the room, and they're already to fuck you." Then his hand slid up and under my dress, finding my bare pussy.  I went to push his hand away, but I knew they had all seen him do it. 'Damn, he is making me look pretty slutty,' I thought.

But as we kept drinking, the guys kept asking me to dance with them. They all wanted to dance the way I danced with him, more grinding than dancing, and hands roaming over my ass. A couple guys even went for a hand on my boob as we danced, plus, I think they wanted to test me, because a couple times I put their hands on my bare thigh while at the bar. But I guess I drank enough and got so drunk that I didn't push their hand away.

After we all got pretty wasted, he decided to head back to their room that they rented. So out the door we went and there was a limo waiting for us as we loaded in. He pulled me down on the bench seat beside him as the others piled in. As we took off, he pulled me over and kissed me on the lips, but then he got carried away and I could feel his tongue going into my mouth. I knew they all saw this going on, then as he kept kissing, I felt his hand going to my bare thigh, but he slid his hand up my legs, parting them some as he did. Doing this, I knew my dress was up high enough that they could see his hand playing with my pussy.

I pushed him off some and told him, "Behave yourself!"

"Be nice, after all, this my last night as a single man."

I gave him a playful shove, "I don't need to be attacked in a limo, with four guys watching me!"

"Okay, we'll wait until we get to the room,"

"Yea right," I said with a chuckle.

We got to the room, and got drinks poured out, when he pulled me down on the couch beside him, putting his arm over my shoulder. "Let's toast to the hot lady joining our party," he said to everyone as he tapped my glass and then we all took a drink. There were a couple more drinks and toasts, then he emptied his glass and sat it down. He leaned over and started to French kiss me again, driving his tongue deep into my mouth. I was kissing him back as he held me tight to him, but then I felt his hand on my chest, and then I felt it, he was pulling down the zipper on my dress. I went to stop him, but before I could get to his hand, he had pulled it down enough that both boobs had fallen out.

"What are you doing?" I screamed at him as I pushed his tongue out of my mouth.

"Just letting these big, old, boobs get some fresh air."

"Well, you're getting me to undress in front of everybody?"

"They're not complaining," he said with a smile as he leaned over and sucked a nipple into his mouth. I went to pull him off it but he wasn't giving it up, but as I was trying to get him to stop and moving about, my dress rode up some. I knew my pussy had to be out, so I reached down to pull on the dress, but as I pulled it down, it tightened up. Thats when he pulled the zipper all the way down and the dress popped open, so that now, my boobs and pussy were out and they all could see me, almost naked.

He started to push me down onto the couch as he started to pull my legs apart. His face was heading for my pussy, when I said to him, "You need to stop this."

"This pussy is on fire and I've got to eat me some pussy," he declared as his face found it.

"You're making me look like some kind slut in front of all your friends!"

That's when I heard one of his friends speak up, "Don't worry about it, none of us are going to talk about this, it's his last night out, so don't worry about looking like a slut, because we are all going to fuck you like a slut, but we'll keep that between us," he said and the started laughing.

As I looked at them, they all were getting out of their clothes, and I knew they were all planning on fucking me before I left. This is what Pam had planned.

Then the only problem was, I was cumming hard and grinding my pussy into his face, as they all watched me. Thats when he stopped eating me, moved onto me, and I felt his cock finding my pussy. To my shock, I found myself moving to make it easy for him to get his cock into me. He put it home and was slamming it to me, when I heard the gasp slip out of my mouth, as he got it all in. I was past stopping now and wrapped my legs around him and started to fuck him back. I looked over and noticed they all were naked now and stroking their cocks watching us fuck. I started to fuck harder and pulling him to me I screamed, "Fuck me!"