In a Room Full of Guys -
A friend of ours was getting married, a guy we
had known pretty well for a couple of years.
I'll call him Ted. Another friend I'll call Dave
was throwing the bachelor party at his home. Now
Dave knew that my wife "Pinky" had danced at some
wet T-shirt and amateur events when we were on
vacation and had posed in little or nothing for
me and a couple photographer friends on occasion.
He also knew Ted had flirted innocently(?) with
my wife from time to time, so he asked me if
Pinky might like to provide some entertainment
for Ted's party. I told him I'd ask her.
She thought about it a bit, and said, "Sure, why
not?" After all, I'd be there to keep things in
line. So that was set. The party was at Dave's
house, down in his den. There were about ten
guys, and most of them knew Pinky, but only Dave
and I knew Pinky was going to be there that
evening.
We had a few drinks and got to feeling pretty
good, then I called for "the waitress" to bring
us another round of drinks. Pinky came in with a
tray and immediately grabbed everyone's
attention. She was dressed only in a pair of high-
heeled sandals and a little pink apron that
covered her bush in front but left her ass bare.
The straps that went up over her shoulders just
did cover her nipples. She sauntered around to
the guys, handing out drinks, ending with Ted,
who had a really silly grin on his face by now
and couldn't take his eyes off Pinky's breasts.
As Ted took his beer from the tray, Dave started
a bump-and-grind mix on the stereo. This was a
pre-arranged signal for Pinky to set the tray
down and start dancing. She went into a slow,
sultry routine, dancing around in front of each
guy, doing pelvic thrusts and jiggles, rubbing
her hands slowly and sensually up and down her
thighs. The guys were all transfixed. Most had
seen Pinky fully clothed but none had seen her
nude, except for Dave, who had only seen some of
her nude photos. The straps over her breasts fell
off, one then the other, and she rubbed her hands
over her nipples, making them quite hard, then
she turned back facing Ted, smiled straight at
him, and bounced her breasts in front of his
face. He seemed to be melting into a puddle at
this point. I was getting awfully excited myself
and could feel my cock growing inside my
pants. I assumed mine wasn't the only one.
Some of the guys started a chant, "Go Pinky, go
Pinky...." She raised her arms and ran her hands
through her hair. She moved closer to Ted,
straddling his legs for a lap dance, and moved
her upper body side to side and up and down with
her breasts just inches from his face. He
appeared hypnotized, his mouth hanging open, his
eyes following the gyrations of her nipples. Then
he reached up with both hands and gently
carressed her breasts, running his fingers around
and over her nipples. He leaned forward and
licked and sucked one nipple, then the other. The
others were chanting, "Go Pinky, go Ted...."
Pinky seemed to be enjoying this, as she was
breathing more heavily, her eyes closed. I was
sitting a few feet away, watching most of this
from a rear angle. I was very aroused by now, my
pants getting damp. She put her hands on Ted's
shoulders and he kept sucking her tits. I noticed
his hands were on her thighs, stroking them, and
her lower body was writhing even more, back and
forth, up and down. One of his hands disappeared
under her apron. Pinky's motions grew faster, as
did her breathing. Her head was back, and I felt
I heard her moan a little, but the music was too
loud for me to tell for sure.
I was sure he had his finger on her clit, maybe
up her pussy, but from this angle, with the
apron, it was hard to tell. It didn't bother me -
to the contrary, I was all the more excited
watching her ass make little circles in the air
as his lips worked her nipples.
The music came to an end, but she kept dancing.
Both Ted's hands were on her butt now, pulling
her closer. She was thrusting hard, and it
occurred to me that he was fucking her, right
there in front of me and everyone else! At
some point he had slipped his dick out of his
trousers and had slipped it into Pinky. It
surprised me that this didn't really bother me,
that I was so aroused that my own dick was now
shooting its load inside my pants! Apparently Ted
let go about then too, because the motions
slowed, then stopped. Pinky looked at Ted and
seemed to give him a sly little smile, then
backed away. Without looking directly at the rest
of us, she turned and walked quickly and a little
stiffly out of the room. Ted still had that big,
silly grin on his face as he zipped up his pants
and slid back in his chair. I don't know who else
realized this lap dance had been more than a lap
dance. No one said so, though several had
complimentary things to say about Pinky
afterward, and most had to take a turn at the
bathroom.
Pinky seemed a bit embarrassed and unsure what to
say when we got home. She had never gone that
far in a performance before, especially in front
of a roomful of friends, but I was still aroused
by the whole episode, and so was she. I gave her
another good fucking that night and quite a few
since! I enclosed one picture of her in that same apron she wore for the guys.
JP
