Chapter 11: Bachelor Party

Chapter 11: Bachelor Party

I came home from my Thin Film Technology class on Wednesday afternoon and found Allie studying. She got up and kissed me. She said, “Do you have time to chaperone a bachelor party on Friday night for Hannah? She and Miley are the entertainment from seven to midnight, if it goes that long. I promised them that I’d ask you.”

I could tell she wanted me to accept. “Sure. Get me the data about where and how I’ll be getting there – alone or chauffeuring the girls.”

Hannah called me after dinner and I got the particulars. The party was at a private house in an area of the city known as Kent Park. There were expected to be about twenty guys at the party, and they all wanted to get laid, relaid, and parlayed by the two girls. The girls would strip, then give lap dances, and then the fucking would begin along the way. I was told that a couple of the men wanted to try anal sex for the first time, and there was some interest in DPing a girl, too. Hannah and Miley were ‘up’ for all that.

Friday, I picked up Hannah and Miley at six-thirty and we drove about thirty minutes to the address they’d been given. The girls looked nice. I noted that they each had on multiple layers of clothing along with their CFM shoes. This would give them each something to work through during their strips.

A guy named Aaron answered the door. He was the host, and this was his party in honor of a nerdy friend named Derek, who was getting married in two weeks. The other guys were still arriving. I noticed a keg of beer as well as a bar set with bottles of hard liquor and shot glasses. I guessed that I’d have my hands full at some point.

Aaron gave us a quick tour of the sprawling ranch house, and then assigned us to a bedroom that was to be the girl’s headquarters until they were ready to start. There was a bath with shower for later as well as a makeup vanity. He’d call them, probably about seven-thirty. I noted he gave each of them an envelope to settle the account for the night. The girls handed me the envelopes to keep safe, and later I locked them in the hidden compartment in my car.

Hannah and Miley touched up their makeup and then talked about how they’d perform for the guys. Having seen the sprawling living room briefly gave them some ideas they’d try out in a few minutes.

Aaron knocked on the door a half-hour later. “It’s time.” He had a large smile and a cup of beer sloshing around in one hand.

I slowly followed the two girls into the living room. The men pretty much filled the perimeter of the room, all in casual dress. Most were clean shaven. There were a couple of non-white men, and every one of them looked at the two women with lust. I leaned against a door frame and tried to look invisible but also like a force to be reckoned with.

Hannah and Miley circulated on different sides of the room, touching each man in a sexy way, and even kissing one or two, mostly for laughs. They quickly learned who the groom was, and paid special attention to him. Hannah set down a small bluetooth speaker and made a few touches to her cellphone. Music started to play – music to encourage the removal of clothing. I chuckled. She handed me her phone and explained about her playlists. I also got a kiss.

Both girls fanned their faces as though they were hot. It was warm in the room. Hannah helped Miley remove her outer leather vest. Miley removed a shell from Hannah. The two girls kissed and ran their hands over each other’s bodies, but outside their clothing. The guys watched carefully as they drank, talked, and made catty remarks about the girls.

The girls alternated, slowly losing one item of clothing after another, sometimes with the other’s assistance to unbutton or catch the item as it got shrugged off shoulders. I could see why they’d worn so many layers of clothing. They were teasing the men before they got down to some meaningful removals that left a lot of skin showing.

Even when their white underpants were removed, they were wearing thongs underneath. Hannah and Miley in thongs and wearing CFM shoes were spectacular. The two of them kissing with their breasts pushed together were awesome and inspiring. The men cheered and urged them on. There was a lot of laughter and encouragement.

Between two long sofas in the room was a large dark colored ottoman, about three feet wide and six feet long. Miley pulled Hannah to the cushioned footstool and the two lay down together. They started to make out, and then their thongs went flying towards the groom and to Aaron. There was a lot of laughter, cheering, and a lot of study going on of their naked bodies.

The men inhaled the feminine aromas from the two thongs and shared them with the others near them. Kinky, right? Even I was laughing.

Hannah and Miley got into a sixty-nine position, and started to eat each other’s pussy. That was very hot and arousing. Fingers were involved sinking into vaginas and asses. Their tongues were everywhere on each other. Even I was getting hard. As I watched, the liquor and beer flowed like a raging river into the men. I was surprised at how they’d milked their clothing removal for so long a time.

The men were a noisy lot, often cheering some move the girls made, applauding and always favorably commenting on what was going on. A few men were more boisterous than the others, and I figured they’d had more to drink. Some of them even moved in to touch and fondle breasts. At that point, the girls focused on each other and not on the guys.

After a long sapphic loving exhibition that apparently produced honest orgasms in both women, they broke apart and stood. Each girl picked a guy and took him to a straight-backed chair. Once their choice was seated, they started to give a lap dance. The talent of their writhing butts was augmented by how they used their hands on the men, often taking the men’s hands and placing them on their breasts or rubbing the rising lumps in the men’s pants.

This wasn’t a strip club with rules about the patrons not touching the girls giving them a lap dance. The men’s hands were everywhere. Breasts were sucked on, nipples nipped, and holes poked and penetrated with fingers. The girls even encouraged the lewd and erotic acts. Their moans augmented the noise in the room.

One lap dance morphed into the next and the next as more guys got satisfied in some way. There was a focus by the girls on Derek, the soon-to-be groom who was ending his bachelorhood in two weeks. His eyes were already spinning from an excess of booze and the attention of the two hot naked women.

Hannah slowly opened Derek’s pants with a devilish grin on her face. Finally, she had freed his flaccid cock. A few seconds in her mouth and he became hard. She gave a credible blowjob, even handing off to Miley. They traded Derek back and forth, and then did him together. The other men made crude comments to Derek about the skills of his bride-to-be, even comparing her skills to that of the two girls. The group roared with laughter and lewd comments.

While Hannah worked on Derek, Miley turned and picked another man – Kurt. She sat him in another chair and removed his pants. A blowjob followed. She gestured to the two men near her, and soon their cocks were out and she had one in each hand as she used her mouth on Kurt. She branched out orally to other nearby men waving their cocks in her direction.

Hannah had also expanded beyond Derek to include other men. Increasingly, the guys were becoming naked from the waist down, and then entirely nude. The handjobs and blowjobs extended as other men clustered near each of the girls, and they extended their reach to include them.

The fucking started when Hannah moved into the doggy position on the ottoman with her ass and pussy waving in the air as she blew one of the men and jerked off another in front of her. This was an engraved invitation and one of the louder and more intoxicated men eventually jammed his cock into her cunt and started to pump away. I was amazed that he was cogent enough to function sexually. He slapped her ass a few times, but no damage done.

The booze continued to flow into the group of men. I stuck to my diet coke, and the girls, when they could drink, had water. There’d be a lot of headaches in the morning. I also started to use my cellphone to video what was going on. No one seemed to mind, and I wasn’t the only person doing that.

Most of the men were using condoms when they fucked one of the women. There was a large bowl of them sitting in an obvious place along with a smaller cup filled with little blue pills – Viagra, I assumed. Men were popping the pills, rolling on a rubber, and then fucking one of the girls.

Those not actually involved stood around naked and stroking their cocks waiting their turn or waiting to recover for another round. Pretty soon, I was the only one not undressed in some way. I got a few glances initially, but I had become part of the woodwork. I don’t know that my role ever got explained, but I thought it was pretty obvious; I was to make sure everyone remained well-behaved with the girls.

A few of the men orgasmed in the girls without the condom. They got drippy and convinced the men that they should clean up their mess. A couple did, but others stood aside and said, “Fuck that, Slut.”

Increasingly, the guys fucking the girls got rough. I repositioned so I could make eye contact, first with Hannah and then with Miley. If they wanted the men to back off, I’d get a signal. We’d agreed on ‘safe words’, too.

Suddenly, the largest asshole of the group was back roughly plunging his cock into Hannah. He kept swatting her ass on one side and then the other, apparently as hard as he could. She was bright red, but tried to act unconcerned. I could tell it was painful for her.

Asshole announced, “I wanna carve my initials in this here cunt – leave my mark so everyone knows that Billy was here.” I wasn’t even sure where it came from, but in the flash of a second he had an open knife in his hand. He waved it around. Several of the other men looked horrified. “Billy, don’t.” “Shit, you’ll get everyone here arrested.” “Stop, don’t.”

“This whore don’t care,” Billy screamed in glee as he aimed the knife at her ass. He ran the blade along her ass without cutting into it and then raised the knife to prepare to etch into her body.

Hannah had twisted around and saw the knife. She screamed, “RED! RED! RED!” I knew my signal even before she spoke.

Asshole brought the knife towards the skin of her ass ready to cut. The others in the room were yelling at him to stop. Asshole got yanked backwards hard with my right arm around his neck. His cock was yanked from Hannah’s pussy, and he fell backwards on the floor but not hard enough to do any damage. I took the knife from his hand as he tried to break his fall. I folded it up, and put it in my pocket.

I spoke in a parental tone, “Naughty, naughty, Billy. We don’t hurt the girls. Understand. The knife would have hurt. That’s bad. You are an asshole.”

“Fuck you, Motherfucker.” He scrambled to his feet and came at me – naked.