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Bachelor Party
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd
like to know more about my friends and me, please drop by my home
page at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


Not long after we'd checked out those strip clubs, my friends
Nao, Minori and I went up to the outlet stores just outside
Oceanview to shop for clothes.  When we came out, Minori pointed
to this bar across the street.

"What's that?" she asked.

"I don't know.  Some kind of drinking place?" I shrugged.

"Let's check it out."

I don't think I'd ever been in that particular bar, but it looked
familiar - wooden interiors, a jukebox and billiard tables.  The
crowd was in their twenties or thirties, guys and girls, dressed
sort of casual, jeans and t-shirts.  I wasn't all that dressed up
either - just jeans, a halter and a hoodie, but had on platform
ankle boots which kind of look nice.  Minori and Nao were wearing
casual summer dresses.  We sat down at one of the tables, and a
waitress came over, and took our order.  I ordered cider, and Nao
and Minori got beer.

Minori clearly wanted to meet some guys.  There were quite a few
there, but we hadn't gotten much of a reaction yet.  I got up,
and went over to the jukebox to see what kind of songs they had.
They didn't have any Japanese music, but they did have a Korean
song 'Gangnam Style.'

I fed some quarters into the jukebox, pressed the button, and
started dancing.  In my platform boots, it was a bit hard to
balance.  I tried to dance like in the Gangnam video, cowgirl
style, but without really meaning to, I was mixing in some of the
moves Monique the stripper had taught us, rocking my hips back
and forth.  Before long, guys at one of the tables sat up, and
took notice, pointing me out to their friends.  At first, they
were all just sitting there, but soon, I got them laughing with
my bucking bronco routine, and they came over to dance with me. 
I smiled at Minori, knowing she'd be happy I'd finally corralled
some guys for us to talk to.

These guys were funny too.  I lassoed one with my imaginary
lariat, and he pretended like I had him, and was tying him up,
making everyone laugh.  After the song, they invited Nao, Minori
and I to come join them at their table.  They actually turned out
to be pretty cool.  Two of them were Anglo, Jeff (my lassoee) and
Tim, but there was one shy Asian guy, Ben, in their group, maybe
Chinese American.

"What are you girls doing here?" Jeff asked.

"We're just on our way back from shopping," I explained.  "What
about you?"

"Ben here is getting married next week, so this is like his
bachelor party."

Ben himself looked a bit embarrassed by the whole thing, but I
thought that was nice of his friends to organize this for him. 
Minori asked what people usually do at bachelor parties, and I
let slip that I thought they usually had strippers.

"Where's your stripper?" Minori joked, perhaps a bit tipsy from
the beer.

"I told these guys to skip all that," Ben told us.  "I just
wanted to hang."

"Why don't one of you girls strip for him?" Jeff suggested. 
Minori laughed, thinking he was joking I guess.  I smiled a bit
awkwardly, while Nao shook her head that she wasn't about to
strip for anyone.  Jeff and Tim were clapping now, calling for
one of us to 'take it off.'  Minori, definitely drunk, told them
straight out,

"Emi was just learning how to strip the other day!"

I denied it, but the guys got all excited, and kept asking what
she meant.

"It was Minori's idea originally," I corrected.  "We went to a
strip club with guy strippers, and then another one with girls"

"Wow!  Hot!"

"We met this French stripper named Monique, and she showed us a
few moves."

"Like what?" Ben asked, suddenly more interested.  I tried to
laugh the whole thing off, but Jeff and Tim were keen too, and
kept begging for me to show them.

"I can't do it without music," I told them, still trying to find
some excuse to get out of it.  Jeff jumped up, and queued up more
songs on the jukebox.  The first song was a slow sexy Rihanna
number I think.  I stood up, and started moving to the music,
trying to remember how Monique had done it.  I put my arms up
rotating them in the air trying to get this hypnotic thing going.
 I don't think I was doing it right, but Jeff and Tim were
clapping and whistling now, and even Ben seemed pretty impressed
by my dance.  I was kind of glad actually because I wasn't really
sure if I could pull the 'sexy' bit off, at least not the way
Monique had.

The song changed.  Lady Gaga was next I think.  I kind of liked
the song, so I kept dancing.  There was something in the lyrics
about 'bluffing with my muffin.'  I have to admit I was starting
to feel a bit hot.  I guess I was drunk, because I started
teasing them, acting as if I was going to take off my top.  I
don't think any of them seriously thought I would do it, but Jeff
was motioning for me to keep it up, and even Ben was smiling
widely, happy to have an unofficial 'stripper' at his stag
party.

Jeff kept feeding quarters into the jukebox to keep the music
going.  Next was a Britney song - 'all the boys and all the girls
want to if you seek Amy.'  Wow!  That sounds naughty.

Honestly, at first, I hadn't really planned to do anything more
than dance a couple of songs just to humor them, but now that I
was up here dancing to the music with all these cute guys
cheering me on, it was actually kind of fun.  I looked at Minori,
but she was just laughing and cheering, enjoying it obviously. 
Nao was blushing, but I think that was probably more from the
alcohol than my sexy dancing.

I looked around the bar.  There were a lot of people there,
mostly guys, but no one I knew.  I mean Nao and Minori are my
friends, but they're not really so connected to my other friends.
 Even if I do something crazy tonight, it probably won't get back
to my host mom or Profs.

Encouraged by this thought, I started lifting up my top exposing
my bellybutton and threatening to show them more.  Jeff and Tim
were whistling and hooting away, obviously loving it.  I started
twirling my hips in a suggestive way.  They were just eating it
up, really getting into it.

The next song had an even heavier beat, and I started writhing
around, really dancing my heart out.  I started pushing my jeans
down, showing them the crack of my behind, just to see what they
would do.  Even Ben who seemed like a pretty shy guy - his eyes
were absolutely shining.  The guys at the other tables were
staring over at me now too.  I looked over at the bartender, but
he seemed cool with what I was doing.  He just smiled, enjoying
my little dance.  Wow!  This is kind of cool.

The music went into a rave-like swirl almost as if it was pushing
me to go for it too.  Caught up in the moment, I pulled my arms
into my hoodie, and wriggled out of my top and bra, not showing
them my breasts yet, but threatening to.  My face must have been
so red by then, but I just smiled at them all, wondering how far
I dare take this.  Jeff was calling for everyone to clap more,
really pushing for me to do it.  I loved being the center of
attention and all, but even drunk, it was hard to get up the
nerve to strip in front of all these people.

Almost everyone in the bar seemed to be watching me now waiting
to see what I would do next.  To make matters worse, the cider
had started going to my head, making me more than a little horny.
 Going with it, I moved out onto the dance floor, so everyone
could see better.

My head spinning a bit from the alcohol and cheering, I finally
just went for it.  I lifted my arms, pushing my hoodie, bra and
top off over my head.  I was topless now, my bare breasts
bouncing up and down as I moved to the music.  This huge cheer
went out from the crowd.  I guess they were all surprised that I
was actually showing them my breasts.  I felt embarrassed of
course, but I was kind of happy about all this applause I was
getting.  Wow!  My tits aren't that big or anything, but the
crowd sure seemed to like them.

The guys were all chanting,

"More!  More!  More!" but the music had slowed down a bit, and I
was actually pretty happy just like that, topless I mean.  My
heart was already pounding away.  Minori was kind of looking at
me, questioning if I knew what I was doing, but she was clapping
along with the guys.  Nao was kind of quiet, looking around, awed
a bit by the reaction I was getting.

I probably would have left it at that, but the music started
building again.  Tim and Jeff were calling for everyone to cheer
to see if they could get me to strip out of my jeans too.  I
glanced down at my jeans.  They were already hanging pretty low
on my hips, making me nervous, excited.  I pushed them down a bit
more, getting even more of a response from the crowd.

I came back to our table, and took another sip from my cider.  I
wonder if that's what's getting me so horny.  What's in this
stuff anyway?

The music and cheering kept on building.  It was like everyone in
the place had their eyes on me, hungry, begging for more.  I put
my hands in the air, shaking my breasts and hips like a belly
dancer.  I felt pretty self-conscious, but the crowd just
wouldn't let it go.

The song was really good too - first exotic, mysterious,
enticing, then more and more dramatic, forceful, almost as if it
were edging me on.  I found it so hard to just stop.  I put my
hands on my hips, fingering my waistband wondering what to do. 
Should I just show them?  I looked at Jeff and Tim and even Ben,
and they were all saying yes.  I licked my lips wondering if I
should chance it.

The tune was spiraling up into a crescendo.  It was obvious that
something was going to happen.  I pried my boots off, and kicked
them off to the side.  The butterflies in my tummy were getting
almost unbearable.  I put my hands on my waistband, and this huge
cheer went up from the crowd.  I couldn't take it anymore.  I
broke down, and lost control.

I pushed my jeans and panties straight down, and then teetering
nervously on one leg, pulled my jeans, panties and socks right
off.  I was out here - stark naked - on the dance floor,
surrounded by all these adoring, chanting, hooting guys.  It was
such a weird feeling.  The whole crowd was going completely wild
now, and I was like,

"Wow!"

I looked down at my naked body, a bit in awe myself.  I had an
ankle bracelet on, but all my clothes were back over by our table
now.  I hope I haven't gone and done something really stupid
here.  It felt good to be naked though, liberating even.  I was
so excited.

The song changed to something darker, more sinister.  I was so
out of my head I didn't know what I was doing.  I walked over
towards Ben, wanting to congratulate him somehow on his wedding,
but what does a stripper do anyway?  Give him a lap dance?

Unfortunately, Minori had decided that things had gone far
enough.  She picked up my hoodie, and came over, wrapping it
around my shoulders to try to cover me up.

"What are you doing?" I protested.  "I want to congratulate the
groom."  I suddenly realized I must be drunk.

"Emi, stop," Nao said in Japanese.  "Look at where you are."  I
glanced out at the crowd, but they actually didn't look so
dangerous to me.  They were booing Minori though, as she herded
me towards the back door.  Some guys tried to reach out, and grab
my ass as we walked past.

"I'm thirsty.  I didn't finish my drink," I continued to protest,
gently massaging my aching pussy as Minori pushed me right out
the door.  "That was fun though.  Don't you think?  Did you see
their reaction?" I babbled, still high.

"We'd better hurry, and get you dressed before they come out
here," Minori scolded, taking my panties from Nao, who'd followed
us out.

"You guys are no fun.  Do you know that?" I complained.

Outside though, the night air was quite cool, and that helped
calm my bleary head.  Even so, I was still so energized by the
amazing reaction I got from those guys.  They loved me, I
thought.  Minori and Nao were still struggling to get my clothes
straightened out, so they could put them on me.

As I looked around, I slowly realized we were outside in this
alleyway not so far from the street.  Nao was trying to shield my
body, but I teased her, making as if I was going to run past her
out onto the street.  Minori laughed, but I think it was more
from nerves than anything.

"Here.  Put your clothes on!" Nao demanded, holding out my
panties.

Before I could take them from her, Ben appeared at the door.

"Um, I just wanted to say thank you," he explained, shyly eyeing
my still naked body.  I was glad that Ben had enjoyed my little
show.  He seemed like a nice guy.  "You didn't have to do that,
but god, you're gorgeous!" he let slip.  I thought he was cute
too, but Nao and Minori just wanted me to hurry up and get
dressed.

"Thanks," I blushed, finally taking my panties from Nao.  I felt
embarrassed, more at how horny all this was getting me than
anything else.  "What would your fianc say if she knew you were
out here?" I teased, not really hiding my body from him.

"Well, she's... uh... not like you..." he said, still a bit in
awe I guess.  I actually found his boyish innocence quite
appealing.  I would have teased him more, but Minori and Nao were
pushing me to hurry up, so I finally pulled my panties back on. 
Once I was dressed, I wished him well, and we headed for the bus
stop.

"Emi.  You're horrible.  Do you know that?" Nao scolded.

"He seemed to like it," I smiled.  I had fun.

By Emi Tsurutahttp://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/























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