Discovery Of Wife’s Bachelorette Party Activi

Discovery Of Wife’s Bachelorette Party ActiviAround the mid 1990’s, my wife and I were about to tie the knot in a few months. The subject of the bachelor and bachelorette parties came up, and we made an agreement that the details of either event would not be brought up, nor would one party press the other about the details of their event. We were married for 16 years before we were separated by her passing. At the time of her death, I still had no idea what had happened at her event…..that is until about a year ago, I was organizing the house and stumbled upon her diaries. I decided to read them chronologically, and in time, had made it up to that bachelorette party. My wife had a knack for being extremely detail in everything she did, and her account of that evening was no exception. As I became aware for the first time, I was both in awe and aroused by what I was reading. This is her account of the evening, with only minor editting of her name and mine. Her friends first names were left intact.The day of the party:”I can’t believe that I will finally be a married woman in 2 weeks. I have met my perfect companion and look forward to a wonderful life together. I look forward to some fun with the girls tonight. Not sure what my hubby to be will do for his event next weekend, but I plan to keep it relatively low key. Cindy has informed me that she has planned a fun a memorable evening for me. Good friends are priceless. Need to cut this short today, I have a party to attend!!!Entry for the following day:” After last night, I now have a big skeleton in my closet. I know I had made an agreement with ### to never discuss the events of our respective parties, still I must make it my duty to never have him know. I love Cindy to death, but the party went beyond what I would deem acceptable. I am torn today. I have both a complete sense of shame and absolute blissfull satisfaction as a woman. Cindy had set up a bus with a driver to escort us around….props to her for looking out for the safety of a group of intoxicated women. We had gathered at 7 pm at her house. Tina was a bit late, but the bus departed by 7:45 and the first stop was an adult store. While everyone had brought a wrapped gift, most seemed to pick up a few toys for both themselves and I. They handed my sinop escort toys to me on the bus. A woman, no matter how perfect the relationship, can never have too many toys! We took off to our next destination–off to the strip club! This club was divided to make both genders happy. A single entrance, the men would turn left to see the lady strippers, and us ladies turned right to see the beefcake! Cindy and I had seen a few Chipendale shows in the past, so a crowded room of lust filled women would make for a raucous event. Outside of my party of 13, there were maybe 100 women in the crowded room. We found a place to sit and waited for the entertainment. The first dancer appeared in construction gear. He did the expected shedding of clothing….until his briefs also came off. I told Cindy I did not know it was totally nude. She laughed and said of course! We watched 6 male dancers in similar form. Then came an intermission, with another set to follow. Cindy to me she had a surprise for me. By the look on everyone else’s face, I knew I was the only one that was not up to speed. Cindy put a blindfold on me and walked me, along with my other party goers, to another area. The more we walked, the quieter it became. My hearing indicated we were leaving the main stage area.We arrived at our destination. I asked Cindy what was going on. She seating me and said: ×××, you.need your own private dancers. She took off my blindfold, making sure she did not knock off my bachelorette tiara. My girls all took a seat. It was kind of a half circle facing me. Two men, one a white man, the other a black man, came out in some kind of servant outfits— like the kind that might attend to Cleopatra. I watched as they did a dance for all of us. I was happy to see they were interacting with my friends as well. Soon enough, they were down to their g-strings. One offered a lap dance to me. I just smiled and nodded. As one stripper entertained my friends, the other would dance for me, straddling my thighs and grinding down on them. About every 3 or 4 minutes, they swapped spots and resumed their routine. After about three time transitioning, they took a break and started talking to everyone. They still had on their g-strings, so I am sure Cindy had decided to make it a bit cleaner escort sinop than the main stage.They congratulated me as a bride to be. The said they would love to have me in a more interactive role in their dancing, if it was ok. I thought it was fine and told both of them so. They asked if I was comfortable, that my clothing looked restrictive. I had on a white blouse and black dress slacks. I told them I was fine for now. They started in again. With the music pumping and my friends clapping, the continued to entertain. When the danced for me, they were no longer just grinding my thighs, but lightly grazing my face with their g-string covered bodies. A very short set happened. It was a good thing. It seemed rather warm in the room and I was getting hot in more ways than one. I commented that I needed to cool a bit. I took in some ice water and it seemed to help. The strippers said the vast majority of women they do the private bachelorette dances for, end up opting to get as scantilly clad as the stripper currently were. Cindy spoke up first. Yeah ×××……it is just us…..make yourself comfortable girl! With that, my guests seemed to shout in unison. Take it off ×××, take it off xxx. I said ok…ok…ok then! I stood up. I unbuttoned my slacks and pulled my tucked in blouse out. I unbuttoned my blouse. With each button opening, my girls clapped, whistled and cheered. I took off my blouse. I followed by sliding off my slacks. I feel so very awkward. I am in my bra and thong in front of my dearest friends and two stipper strangers. I did not espect this to be happening. The lingerie I had on was more revealing than I would wear for anyone but my hubby to be. I took my seat again. I could see some leering from both of them. As they started in again, I noticed they would both hang around me more than my friends. They were now grinding very hard on my thighs. Instead of grazing my face, they were now grinding into my face as well. Both had a sexy musk as they ground into my face. I could not help but think that my future hubby would not be pleased if he walked in right this minute. As soon as they had started on me, both backed off and started dancing in front of me. They were both sexy, but noticed that their g-strings were being tugged around by both of them. sinop escort bayan Both would give me a quick flash then cover up. Finally, they actually slid them off . Both were dancing nude before me, their cocks dangling and bouncing around. They moved in and started in again. One would teasingly rub his cock along my thigh. The other would tease my chest area with his cock. The black stripper slipped his cock under my bra and popped up between them. That was a sexy sight. Without notice, he reached back and unhooked my bra.I was mildly surprised. He pulled my bra away and my large 38DD breasts bounced free. He took each breast and pushed them against his cock and started the proverbial tit fucking. With his partner grinding his cock and balls in my face, I had endured enough. By now, I had tuned out much of my surroundings. I took his cock and started licking it, then put it in my mouth and sucked it. The black guy pulled back and stood to the other side. I took his and did the same. It did not really register that he was black, it was second cock to suck. I love sucking cock. I was on fire. I could feel my thong was soaked. Without a word, one of them….I was too busy sucking cock to know who…..pulled them off me. The white man commented on my being moist. The black man took a liking to my having some neatly groomed hair on my crotch. I sucked one, the orher would eat me…..then the trade. The eating was replaced by the spare cock. I would suck, the other would fuck. Trading places often. I could tell the black guy really wanted to finish in my pussy. His partner was very compliant and fucked my mouth hard. The black guy filled me up and the white stripper filled my mouth about a minute later. They both pulled back. I looked up and saw a group of my friends in various states of undress and fondling. I needed to step back and reflect. Both guys turned their attention to some of my friends. Bar time approached…..we would need to leave.The bus ride home was rather quiet. Went we got back to Cindy’s house, I asked, almost begged for ### to never find out. Every one of my sisters promised me that secret. Time will tell then, but I now can’t help but worry a little bit. Time to regroup and seize the day! I will see ### later and need to convince him that it was a simple gatering of friends”.They were very loyal…..I would have never known years after her death had I not read the diary. She could have told me too– this was way too hot to ever have gotten mad over. Thank you for reading!