Chapter 7

Joy was to attend a bachelor party, where she could only fuck the groom. She would not be happy that I limited the amount of cock she would receive. The slut needs to understand only those that pay get to fuck her.

“Why can’t I fuck whom ever my pussy wants?” Whined Joy, as I applied her slutty makeup.

“Because your pussy, wants to fuck everything. Now shut up and let me finish.” I said smiling. Besides, Joy knows I can pound than pussy better than anyone else.

Joy dressed in a short 6 inch skirt, pink, garter belt and durable slutty stockings, also pink, no panties. Her shoes were clear acrylic stripper shoes with 5 inch heels. 10 inch thick tube top, that when wrapped around her bimbo boobs was more like 6 inches. I purchased a special pink wig from the distributor that specialized in stripper outfits; I buy a lot of Joy’s clothes from their. Long dangling earrings, press on nails, deep pink of course, this finished her sluttish ensemble.

Normally I wouldn’t have chosen all of this pink but that’s what the groom’s best man wanted. Now that I see the sluts finished look, I like it.

We arrived at the hotel, not seedy enough to have hooker walking in and out but good enough to throw bachelor parties where high dollar prostitutes are invited. Joy loved walking through the lobby shaking her hips back and forth, noticing all of the eyes on her, wondering what perverted thoughts were going through their minds.

The party was in the large suite on the top floor, large main living area with two separate rooms all with bathrooms and a stocked bar. No wonder they didn’t have enough money for everyone to get a piece of Joy.

“All right, Steve’s present is here.” Said Rick the best man, as he ushered a guy toward us, who I assumed was Steve.

“She looks great.” Said Rick, speaking to me but staring at Joy.

Steve had a shit eating grin while he held his out his hand. How cute, this guy doesn’t know how to treat a slut at his own bachelor party. We’ve had these sorry saps before, Joy knows what to do. Joy grabs his wrist, sensually places his hand on her giant boob. He is only able to get one good squeeze before Joy sucks his two fingers into her mouth and gets them dripping with her saliva. My slutty sister then places his dripping fingers on her ready pussy.

“Can we have a quick fuck before we party, I’m really horny and need your cock.” Steve is stunned and the crowd is screaming.

As they head to the bedroom some of the partygoers introduce themselves to me. I shake their hands like a normal person. After a while they begin to realize I’m not there for fucking. I am wearing tight leather pants that make my pussy not easily accessible. I’m there for security and I have a small twenty-two caliber in my pocket to prove it.