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Archive name: sheila.txt (MF, intr, cheat)
Authors name: Anonymous User (c) 1995
Story title : Sheila's Bachelorette Party
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Sheila's Bachelorette Party (MF, intr, cheat)
By Anonymous User (c) 1995
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I did something at my bachelorette party that I thought
was totally shameful at the time. It was really out of
character for me but it turned out to be one of those
life-changing experiences.
Ted, my fiancee was my first lover. I went to bed with
him the night we got engaged. It was a nice experience
but certainly not spectacular. We had sex fairly
regularly after that and it got a better over time. I
mentioned this to Carla, a friend of mine who had the
reputation of being a little too much fun at a party.
She told me she would show me something at my
bachelorette party that would help me out. My party was
on a Friday night, the same as Ted's bachelor party. We
both figured we would need Saturday to recover for our
Sunday afternoon wedding at St. Mark's. St. Mark's is a
nice little parochial school where Ted and I went to for
all 13 years.
Anyway, a dozen of us girls partied at Carla's house. We
had a great time and drank too much. There were
presents, of course. Some were nice and some were
definitely naughty. Just before midnight, Carla asked
if I was ready for my special present.
"OK," I said, just a little nervous about what she might
have in mind, but high enough on alcohol to not really
care.
She said she knew about my secret lust for cowboys and
it was way past time for me to meet one. She started
some music and a huge black man strutted down the
stairs. He was dressed in tight jeans, a cowboy hat,
boots, a western shirt and one of those long, black
dusters. He had a six gun strapped to his waist and he
was carrying a rope.
He started to dance around me - he was one of those male
strippers, you know, the ones that friends always hire
to embarrass you.
The girls were urging him on, laughing and giggling at
my embarrassment as he stripped to a little red thong. I
couldn't help but notice that the thong was concealing
something massive. I also noticed that he had a great
body. He looked so sexy with his smooth chocolate skin
and rippling muscles. I secretly wished that Kevin, my
fiancee, looked like this guy.
He kept taunting me about being a "virgin" bride. He
danced me around the room, sliding his hands around my
body. Grabbing a feel every now and then to the glee of
my friends. Soon he was kneeling at my feet.
He leaned back with his legs spread and said, "Let me
teach this young virgin bride what's going to happen
Sunday night." Your man is going to grab you....he's
going to take your fine young body straight to bed."
The other girls were still laughing at my embarrassment
and still urging him on.
"He's going to kiss you all over....and then....and
then....he's going to do this!"
He thrust his hips up several times, simulating sex.
"And what are you going to do my little virgin bride?
You're going to do the SAME thing! Show me how you do
it!"
I was blushing but I gave a little push with my hips.
The girls laughed and told me I had to do better than
that if I was going to keep a man happy.
He laughed, too. "No, baby. Do it like you mean it!
You've got to keep him happy or he'll go lookin' around.
Now show me what you've got!"
He thrust his hips up several more times. This time I
thrust back with him.
"Ohhh, that's the way to do it. You KNOW he's going to
love it...now show me what you got." He stared at my
pelvis. "Lift that skirt and show me what you got baby!"
He smiled and began a slow up and down thrust in time
with the music.
With the girls urging me on, I caught the rhythm and
began to slowly lift my skirt. I couldn't believe I was
even thinking about flashing him. I had worn very tiny
bikini panties and, if I lifted my skirt much higher, he
would be able to see almost everything. In a few
seconds, I had lifted my skirt almost to my waist.
"Oh, yeah. . .pretty little panties," he said. Then he
said, "See what you're doing to me."
With that, he tugged at the side of his thong and it
pulled away. His cock popped out and every woman in the
place gasped. It almost touched the floor as it hung
between his legs! He stared at a spot right at the top
of the vee between my legs and began that same slow
upward thrust he had done earlier.
I stared at his cock and watched in amazement as it
started to grow. It got harder and bigger. It lifted up
and began to inch its way up his stomach, stopping just
short of his belly button.
It was only after he stopped that I realized two things.
I had matched him thrust for thrust as I watched him
grow and I was soaking wet between the legs.
He got up to a standing ovation from the ladies, put on
his duster, grabbed his clothes and went back upstairs.
From the look on Carla's face, she knew I was wet. I
prayed the others hadn't noticed.
The party broke up soon after. I was at that numb lips
stage of drinking and Carla urged me to stay with her
that night rather than drive home. I had the
overpowering urge to pee, so I headed for the bathroom
telling her I would think about it.
The downstairs bath was occupied, so I ran upstairs.
When I was finished, I walked out and bumped into my
black cowboy. He was wearing the duster and smiling at
me.
He leered at my skirt and said, "I showed you mine,
baby, now you show me yours."
I was frightened and I told him I wasn't interested. He
smiled at me again and said, "Your mouth may say no, but
these are saying yes." He was looking at my nipples. I
hadn't worn a bra and they were standing out under my
blouse. He brought his hand up, cupping my breast and
using his thumb he felt my nipple.
I grabbed his hand and to pull it away. He caught my
hand and slowly moved it down his chest. His duster
opened and I realized he was naked underneath. He kept
moving my hand downward.
"I know you want to feel it, baby. Go ahead."
I felt my hand move through the rough hair surrounding
his cock. I was powerless to stop him. I looked up at
him, he was almost a foot taller and realized he was
staring down my blouse at the tops of my breasts.
"You have some nice white titties," he said as I felt my
hand curl around his massive cock. I looked down again
and saw that he had a good six or seven inches sticking
out above my fingers.
"Stroke it, baby, make it real hard."
I was mesmerized as my hand began moving up and down,
making it grow. I realized that his hand was moving
under my blouse and he had a nice white titty at his
fingertips. He teased my nipples, making them incredibly
hard. I was breathing like I had just finished running a
mile and watching a thin, clear drop form at the head of
his cock.
He reached down and lifted my leg up high, exposing my
panties. His other hand slid between my legs, I could
feel his thumb rub across my clit.
"OOOOH, baby, you are one wet bitch. I'm going to make
you cum so hard you're gonna scream."
He slipped the strap between my legs aside and roughly
penetrated me with two fingers.
"Show me that motion I taught you downstairs," he
whispered as his finger sawed into me.
I thrust forward, catching his rhythm. I was cumming
like a common slut, screaming out loud as I fucked his
fingers. He lifted my other leg, pinning me against the
wall. I was shocked that I helped him by jumping up and
spreading myself as wide as I could. He leered at me as
he dipped down, rising up to penetrate me again, this
time with his massive black cock.
God help me, I wanted him to fuck me senseless right
there in the hallway!
He kept thrusting upwards into me. Every time I thought
I had him all, he just smiled and flexed his hips again.
He set a fuck rhythm with his voice. "Now baby....now
baby....now baby....now baby."
We thrust into each other every time he uttered the
phrase. I buried my face in his chest and screamed as I
came half a dozen times. I think I almost passed out. I
found myself sitting on the floor. He was standing over
me with his softening cock at eye level.
"Take it in your mouth," he ordered. "Use that tongue to
make it hard again." He wiped it across my face, still
wet from our fuck.
Once again, I couldn't believe that I was doing this as
my mouth opened to accept this huge cock. I had never
done anything like this before! I used my tongue to
tease him to full hardness again and started to slide
down so he could fuck me again. He stopped me. Holding
my cheeks in his hands, he began to slowly fuck my
mouth. In frustration, I used my fingers on myself and
came a few seconds after he did.
Carla had watched almost the whole thing, too! I was so
humiliated. She cleared her throat and said if I wanted
to really get fucked, I should take him in the bedroom
and do the whole night with him. He just smiled, patted
my pussy, and left.
I was so ashamed of what I had done and so excited about
the sex. I tearfully confessed to Ted on Saturday, sure
he would throw me out. He was extremely turned on by
the whole thing and fucked me like a man possessed.
We've been married 2 years now. He insists that I go out
once a month and find "something strange," and then come
home and tell him about it.
THE END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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