bachelorette party had been a success and Emma was very happy with the results. Brit was a great girl and they had been friends
for an eternity it seemed. The look on her face when the male stripper entered was priceless and had been caught on camera
for the scrapbook Emma would make of the wedding.
screamed and laughed like a little girl when he ripped off his shirt and pants, and was left only in a g-string. All the women
at the party encouraged her to get up and dance with him. They laughed hysterically to see proper little Brit's hips gyrating
against the strippers. He had obviously enjoyed it too, because when they separated, his cock had grown massively hard.
he was finally nude, all the girls giggled as they marveled over the size of his giant prick, which he took great pleasure
in swinging in front of their faces. When all was said and done, it had been a very pleasurable night indeed, and everyone
wound down to get a good nights sleep for the wedding festivities the next day.
couldn't sleep it was too hot, and she was horny as hell. She got out of bed, grabbed her keys and drove to the one place
she knew she'd be able to focus on something other than the stripper’s cock and how perfect it had been.
minutes later, she arrived at Jake's house, and she rang the doorbell waiting patiently for a response. The lights were all
out. Obviously, the bachelor party had knocked them all out early too. She turned ready to leave, when the door opened.
smiled as Jake stepped back motioning for her to come in.
did the party go?" he asked
bad at all, we had a lot of fun."
there a stripper?" he asked nonchalantly.
of course there was, we couldn't throw Brit a bachelorette party without one"
can't believe I am marrying her tomorrow, she is my dream woman."
you are her dream man." Emma replied.
made small talk. When he stood and stretched, Emma took a moment to admire the man that her friend was to marry. Jake had
been her best friend all her life. She actually was the one who introduced him to Brit and was mildly surprised the relationship
seemed to be so good.
you like a drink?
not that I should have anymore. I just sobered up enough to drive from our party." She said laughingly
smiled that devilishly handsome smile that made her heart go pitter-patter every time he was near.
I'll go easy on you then. Rum and coke?"
watched his gorgeous ass as he walked away. She knew it was sinful to be watching her friend’s fiancÚ that way but she
couldn't help herself. The damn stripper had made her horny and she was with the one man she found sexier than any other on
the planet. He turned around drinks in hand. She tried not to blush. She knew he had caught her staring at his ass. He sat
down next to her and handed her the drink.
a little hot in here, do you mind if I take my shirt off?"
course not, why would I? I've seen you shirtless countless times."
pulled off his shirt and sat down next to her. Two drinks later they were both giggling over old times and tricks they used
to play on each other.
one thing I remember most about you is that you are ticklish," he said grinning
no you don't!"
launched himself on top of her and began to tickle her without remorse. She wiggled and struggled against him, coming in contact
with his ever hardening cock. It wasn't long before she couldn't take anymore. The sensations of alcohol swirling in her head,
the feeling of his hands all over her body, and the huge bulge in his pants rubbing against her, she was coming undone.
should go” she said, “if I am to be a lovely maid of honor I need to sleep."
don't go" he said pulling her back down almost in his lap.
didn't quite know what to say, and it seemed he didn't either. Again, he started to tickle her, but it wasn’t the same.
baby, loosen up a little, this is my last night as a bachelor, I couldn't think of a better person to spend it with." He leaned
in to give her a light kiss on the lips. Before either of them knew what was happening, the kiss deepened, and his tongue
was making love to her mouth. She moaned half in pleasure and half in protest.
* * * *
had always admired Emma's hot little body. They were best friends but that didn't stop him from looking at her perky little
breasts, and nicely rounded ass. He thought she was the most beautiful woman who existed and compared to Brit, who was still
virginal and proper, Emma was one hot little number. The skirt she was wearing was short, black and made of some sort of lacy
material. He wondered what her panties looked like. He longed to stick his hands up her skirt and see just how wet she was.