This is VERY different from my typical fantasies, in so many ways I can’t list them all, to the point that I’m more than a little embarrassed to be posting it. To avoid spoiling anything I’ll talk more about that at the end, but if you’re curious and don’t care about spoilers you can scroll to the bottom first.
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“I still can’t believe you said that to him!”
“Oh, come on - what was he going to do about it? Take on all eight of us?”
A chorus of laughter filled the hallway as the men made their way back to their suite. Two of the men were already so inebriated that they stumbled along at the back of the pack, but most of them were still raring to go, excited for many more hours of partying ahead. The group had spent the last few hours bar-hopping, celebrating their friend’s last night as a bachelor.
“Did you see the look in his eye? He was definitely thinking about it!”
The group continued to joke as they collapsed onto the couches and chairs of the executive suite’s lounge. Bill smiled to himself as he looked around the room at the collected group of friends. Initially he hadn’t even wanted a bachelor party, but he would be forever grateful to those who had convinced him to have one. Most of the encouragement had come from his wonderful bride-to-be Angela, though in the end it had been his best friends who had refused to give him a choice in the matter.
Even before the festivities had gotten under way, Bill had realized how stupid he’d been to brush off the chance at spending a night hanging out with all of his old friends. Half of them he barely spoke to anymore, but at dinner hours before it had felt like no time at all had passed.
A knock on the door startled him from his musings.
“Whoo! Sounds like the stripper’s ready, boys!” shouted Carl, Bill’s Best Man and the organizer of the party.
The rest of the guys whooped and cheered, toasting their drinks and slapping each other on the backs.
“Seriously, man? You hired a stripper? How unoriginal! I thought you said this was going to be an unforgettable night,” Bill quipped, giving his friend a hard time.
“Oh, come on. Don’t act like you’re not excited. Besides, I promise you, you’re going to love this girl!”
“Well, let her in, then. Leave her out in the hall too long and she might turn into a pumpkin.”
“Nah, man, didn’t you hear where the knock came from? She’s back in one of the bedrooms.”
“You gave a stripper the key to our suite? Dude, yer fucking crazy!” shouted Ryan, one of the men who had been stumbling drunk.
“Hey, hey, don’t worry about any of that. You guys just sit back and enjoy the show, alright?” Carl said. “And, for the man of the hour...put this on.”
He held out a blindfold to the incredulous Bill, who cocked an eyebrow at it.
“You hired a stripper, but you’re making me wear a blindfold? Did Angela put you up to this?”
“You’re the fucking groom! You’re the one getting the lap dance, so you’ll be wanting to focus on your other senses.”
Bill begrudgingly took the blindfold and slipped it over his eyes. Instantly the music started playing, some generic dance-pop song that he recognized from one of the clubs earlier in the evening despite never having heard it before that day. His friends started cheering again, and he had to fight the instinct to pull down the blindfold and take a look for himself. For far too long the music played and his friends cheered without Bill having any clue exactly what was going on.
The first thing he felt was her hot breath in his ear. He could sense her behind him, some of her hair cascading around his shoulders as she leaned in closer. Another breath: a long, slow exhalation, followed by a series of shorter and shorter breaths, until she was panting shallowly, moaning frantically...then a sharp gasp and a long, contented sigh.
Holy shit. Bill was rock-hard despite not yet having seen or touched the girl. He doubted she’d actually just gotten herself off; it was just a part of the show for his benefit, but it was an effective one.
The stripper walked around in front of him, throwing a leg over his so she could kneel over his lap. The softness of her tits pressed against his face and he dropped his head back as she suffocated him with her breasts for a few seconds. He laughed as she released him, sliding down his body to the floor. The brief second when her crotch slid down against his straining cock pulled a groan out of him.
The next thing Bill felt was her hands on his knees, pushing them apart and rubbing down the insides of his thighs. Then the hands were gone, replaced by the soft pressure of her ass, rocking and grinding to the music. Her hands found his knees again, bracing against him as she pushed back, now rubbing up and down on his dick through his pants.
Fuck this. Bill needed to see what this chick looked like!
He pulled the blindfold off of his face. The stripper, back to him, didn’t notice at first. His friends noticed, though, and their reactions were a mixture of boos and laughter.
“Oh, come on, dude, you’re ruining it!”
Bill stared at the stripper’s back, realization dawning on him. When she turned her head and the pair made eye contact, they both started giggling. His fiancé, Angela, grinned back at him, then turned to kiss him deeply.
“Veeeery funny, guys,” Bill said, looking around the room at his friends.
“Oh come on, you’re no fun!” Angela pouted, stepping back to stand in front of him. “You’re ruining it! Put the blindfold on and imagine I’m someone else.”
Bill looked the gorgeous woman up and down. He’d seen her naked hundreds of times, of course, but still was amazed by her body. Large, full breasts, perfect skin, tight ass, and a beautiful pussy. How had he been so lucky?
“So basically, I get a lap dance from my own fiancé, and you guys get to oggle her tits? Some bachelor party,” Bill grumbled, pulling the blindfold back down. He was joking, though. While he’d known Angela had a bit of an exhibitionist streak, he hadn’t realized it was so deep that she’d enjoy something like this. The realization just added to his appreciation for how lucky he was.
As soon as the blindfold was back in place, Bill felt her fingers loop into his pants, tugging them down. Bill lifted his hips to help, and in no time he was bottomless, and his cock was nestled between the soft globes of Angela’s ass. She circled her hips, moving his dick from side to side while rubbing it up and down as well. Then he could sense her weight shift a bit, and then the moist kiss of her cuntlips pressed against his shaft before sliding up and down the side of his fuckstick.
When Angela stepped away briefly, Bill only had a second to be disappointed. In the next, her mouth enveloped his cock, and the familiar feel of her lips and tongue hugged him close. She was easily the best cocksucker he had ever known. This time, instead of sticking with any one tactic for long, she attacked his cock with a wild fervor: first sucking his cockhead while she jerked his shaft, then swallowing his whole length into her mouth, deepthroating him, then releasing him, gasping for breath before moving down to suck his balls while jerking him more.
Over and over she switched methods, leaving his cock confused. Everything felt amazing, but he never had the chance to focus on any sensation before a new one replaced it, making it impossible for him to cum. Instead, it was just more and more building.
Finally, she released him entirely and pushed on his knees to help herself stand up. From the rest of the men in the circle, a series of exclamations broke out.
“Holy shit!”
“No fucking way!”
“God damn this is hot!”
“Quiet, quiet, quiet!” Carl shushed them all.
Bill initially wasn’t sure what Angela had done to get those reactions, and again fought the urge to remove the blindfold. Then he felt the warm, wet tightness push down against his cockhead, and realized she had been getting in position for this. She was actually going to fuck him in front of all of his friends.
When the tight pussy slid down over his throbbing dick, Bill groaned loudly, earning another round of whoops and laughter. He didn’t know if it was the angle or the exhilaration of the situation or something else, but Angela’s pussy had never felt tighter.
She was clearly enjoying the position as much as he was, because as she raised and lowered her cunt on his cock, she moaned loudly in obvious pleasure.
It took a lot of concentration on Bill’s part to not cum inside her immediately. After all of the rubbing and the masterful oral treatment, he had already been on edge, and now his fiancé’s tight fuckhole was milking his thick, hard cock. He wanted to grab her hips and help her ride his dick even faster, but two things stopped him. The first was that he was loving the feeling of her doing all the work. The second was his stupid pride - he wanted to last as long as possible in front of his friends.
His friends certainly seemed to be enjoying the show. Exclamations of amusement, arousal, and surprise were heard in equal amounts. Bill was pretty sure he heard a couple zippers opening, too, and found that instead of being jealous or angry that his friends were jerking off to his fiancé, he was proud and even more turned on.
When Bill grabbed Angela’s thighs, he was once again surprised by how the blindfold warped his tactile sensations. Just as her pussy felt tighter than usual on his cock, her thighs felt smoother and softer to his touch. He knew he wasn’t supposed to use his hands, but he didn’t care about stupid rules like that anymore. One hand slid around to her front, seeking her clit. He felt her body stiffen when he touched the nub, but something wasn’t right.
The pussy Bill was fingering was smooth and bare. Angela always kept hers trimmed short but never shaved or waxed this close. How had he not noticed her lack of cunthair when he’d had his blindfold off?
Bill sat there confused, trying to put the pieces together as the smooth, bare pussy slid up and down his cock. Then, off to his left, he heard a voice.
“Oh god YES! Fuck me harder goddammit! Squeeze my big tits...god yes...it’s my last night of freedom, FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!”
It was Angela’s voice.
Bill ripped off the blindfold and looked over to where her voice was. His breath caught and he stared in wide-eyed shock at the display before him. There was Angela, spouting off a string of obscene encouragement to two of his friends, one of whom was beneath her, balls-deep in her wet pussy, the other behind her, his fat cock thrusting at her asshole. For a long time Bill just stared - both in shock and because the scene was incredibly hot. His own fiancé was getting doubly fucked by his friends.
His brain couldn’t keep up with all of the thoughts. Was he angry? Excited? Jealous? And, wait - if Angela was over there, then who…
“MOOOOOOMMM!!” A young girl’s voice interrupted his thoughts. “Shut the fuck up! You’re going to spoil the surprise!!”
Bill turned his attention back to the person he’d thought was Angela.
“I think the jig is up, little girl,” said one of Bill’s friends with a laugh.
The girl stopped bouncing up and down on Bill’s cock and looked back over her shoulder at him. The two locked eyes, and Bill’s grew wide. Grinning back at him was Angela’s fourteen-year-old daughter Chloe.
Panic sparked in Bill’s mind as he realized he’d been fucking an eighth grader. He started to pull away, trying to get his cock out of her unbelievably tight pussy, but the angle was all wrong. Moving his hands to her hips, he started to lift her off of his dick. Their eyes were still locked, so Bill could see the hurt and disappointment on Chloe’s face.
“No, don’t stop, Daddy! Please, fuck me! Please? Fuck your new baby girl’s horny twat!”
In the six months he’d been dating Angela, Bill had gotten on well with her teenage daughter, but they hadn’t really become close. The young girls was beautiful, but he’d never taken the time to consider how sexy she was. His hands grasped her thin waist as his eyes explored her from behind. Long, pale blonde hair spilled down her back. Her pert little ass was so cute he couldn’t help moving his hands back to massage the soft little globes. As he did so, he got a better view under it, where his cock disappeared into the girl’s hungry little pussy.
Bill stared blankly at the girl’s tiny cuntlips wrapped around his thick shaft. He wasn’t sure whether to be furious or ecstatic at the turn his bachelor party - and likely the rest of his life - was taking. Thankfully Chloe was there to help him decide.
“Don’t be mad, Daddy,” she told him. “Mom did this cuz she loves you! She wants to be happy together forever with you but she didn’t know how to tell you what a dirty nymphomaniac she is. I finally convinced her to just be honest with you...and to let me help her tell you.”
As Chloe continued talking, she moved Bill’s hands back around to her hips, guiding him to start fucking her again.
“But to be honest, I wasn’t really trying to help her as much as I was trying to get her to let me fuck my new Daddy,” Chloe whispered, giggling. “What can I say? Like mother, like daughter. I guess I’m a filthy little slut, too.”
Bill looked back over at Angela, who was still moaning but had stopped spouting obscenities. He’d expected her to be looking at him, gauging his reaction, but instead found the reason she’d gone nonverbal was that her mouth was full of Carl’s cock. His friends continued fucking her three holes as he watched.
Seeing Bill’s attention wrapped up in what her mom was doing with his friends, Chloe started to worry. She’d been so certain that this would be a good idea, and when she’d felt his cock spread her open and fill her up, she’d been overwhelmed with joy. Now she was worrying that instead the truth about their family would be too much for him and he’d cancel the wedding!
“I hope you’re not too mad,” Chloe began, unable to control her rambling. “cuz then you might not marry my mom and then you wouldn’t be my dad and I’m so goddamn horny all the time and ever since my real dad died there hasn’t been a good cock in the house and yes I’m a dirty cumslut so I’ve been able to get cock from my teachers and my principal and my bus driver but I miss daddycock and you have such an amazing cock Daddy, I love having you in my tiny fourteen-year-old cunt!”
Angela’s personal orgy no longer had any of Bill’s attention. Listening to the little minx in front of him spout off such filthy confessions had taken his arousal to a level he didn’t know existed. He thought he’d been happy with his sex life before, but the knowledge that he’d be adopting such a filthy stepdaughter when he married her wild cockwhore of a mother was beyond his wildest imagination.
Chloe was still looking back at him over her shoulder, her body awkwardly twisted on his cock so she could gauge his reaction to her horny pleading. Bill sat up straighter, wrapping one arm around the young girl’s waist and the other around her chest. He squeezed her body tight against his so he could whisper in her ear.
“Don’t worry, baby girl. Daddy’s home.”
Chloe whimpered happily and relaxed into Bill’s arms briefly, then stiffened when he stood up. Her body slid down slightly, once again fully impaled on his cock, her feet dangling around his shins.
The friends of Bill who weren’t currently fucking his bride-to-be cheered enthusiastically as he continued fucking her horny little kid. He bent his knees until her tip-toes grazed the floor, then stood straight suddenly and lifted her with his arms. The motion caused her to launch up a few inches, sliding up his cock before gravity caught her and pulled her back down onto him hard. She was so light in his arms he was afraid he might toss her too far, but her cunt was so tight that she never fully came off of his cock.
Instead, it wasn’t long until she came ON his cock.
“Holy shit yes Daddy...Fuck UNNGGHH oh god yes…oh Daddy I love UNNGGHH you so much!” Chloe’s moans were punctuated with grunts each time she fell back down onto his big fuckstick. She writhed in his arms, her feet hooked around to rub the back of his legs, her hands rubbing his arms. “Oh my god DadUNNGGHHdy...shit I’m so close I’m gonnNNGGHHA AAAAAAAHHHH…”
Chloe’s body tensed again, her tiny pussy pulsating around her new daddy’s cock. Waves of pleasure washed over her, a combination of the physical ecstasy and the knowledge that she finally had a new daddy who would fuck her like she needed.
The experience of having the sexiest, youngest girl he’d ever fucked orgasm in his arms while her wet cunt spasmed on his dick was too much for Bill. With just a tiny grunt, he started to fill Chloe’s insides with his seed. The pair panted loudly together, Bill just barely able to stay standing as they came together. As they recovered, the mixture of cum and grool leaked from her fuckhole and dripped to the floor.
“More,” Chloe whispered.
Until he heard her ask for it, Bill didn’t think he had any more in him. The orgasm had been so intense that it had left him feeling fully sated and fully drained. As soon as he felt the young girl’s breath in his ear and heard her request, though, his body responded. He could feel himself getting hard again, and his desire returned with a vengeance.
“More what?” he whispered back. He wanted to hear her say it.
“I want more of your cock, Daddy. I want you to fuck me more, and cum in my asshole like you came in my pussy. I just wanna be a filthy, sticky mess of cum.”
Chloe felt so free. Most of the time she had to sneak around, hide her dirtiest desires and filthiest secrets from the world. Even with the men at school who she’d convinced to fuck her, she couldn’t be fully unrestrained. She always had to stay silent while fucking them so they wouldn’t get caught, and it was always rushed, half-clothed, and half-satisfying. To be fully naked and exposed, not just to her new Daddy but to a bunch of his friends, was amazing. Seeing how aroused they all were, and watching them jerk off to her, made her feel sexier and more beautiful than she’d ever felt before.
They were all jerking off now. Well, one guy was passed out on the floor, and there were still three guys fucking her mom, but the rest of the men sat or stood a few feet away, staring at her and stroking their cocks.
As much as Bill loved Chloe’s pussy, her eagerness to have him fuck her bum was something he wanted to reward.
“Hey, man, spin the chair around for us, will ya?” Bill asked the man who was closest to them, gesturing to the armchair where the lapdance had begun.
The friend rotated the chair so that the back was now facing the couch where the other men were collected. Bill carried Chloe around and lowered her onto the chair so that she was kneeling on the seat with her arms on the back. He stepped back, his cock easing out of her slimy cunt, still coated in grool.
When Chloe felt the pressure against her asshole, she tensed up a bit. As much as she wanted this, it had been almost three years since she’d had a cock in her asshole. She forced herself to breathe and relax, biting her lip in concentration as she pushed back against her new daddy’s cock gently.
Bill fought the urge to just thrust into the little girl’s tight anus, instead holding her hips and pressing with slightly increasing pressure. When he felt her push back against his cockhead, he started pulling on her hips. One moment, the tip of his dick was just barely spreading her, and the next moment, his cockhead slid into her ass with a silent pop.
The moment Chloe had the man’s cockhead in her bum, the memories came flooding back. Memories of all the good times she’d had with her Daddy, of all the things he’d taught her - from the sexual to the mundane. She missed him so much it hurt sometimes.
No. Now wasn’t the time to remember that pain. Now was the time to make NEW memories, with her NEW Daddy. If there was going to be pain, it was going to be NEW pain.
All at once, she pushed back. She cried out as the thick cock filled her, but surprisingly it wasn’t in pain. It just felt right. When her ass slapped against Bill’s crotch, he let out a soft “oof” which was followed by a “holy hell, little girl.”
“Fuck me more, Daddy. Fuck my tight little asshole like it’s never been fucked before.”
“You are unbelievable, Chloe.”
With that, Bill began to fuck her ass with wild abandon. Every time he thrust into her, his balls slapped against her pussy. The young teen supported herself on one arm, the other reaching under to finger her clit while he pounded her butt with his cock.
The mismatched pair - the tiny but curvaceous fourteen-year-old girl kneeling on the armchair with the big, strong forty-year-old man standing behind her, plowing her asshole - might have looked absurd to anyone who took the time to notice, but they were all enjoying the show too much to think about that. A few of the men walked over closer, some watching the thick cock disappear over and over into the girl’s body, some watching her titties jiggle with each thrust, some looking back and forth between the faces of Bill and Chloe, expressions a mixture of exertion and pleasure.
Bill looked up to check on how Angela was doing. She was still on the same chair, but she had flipped around so the man under her was now balls-deep in her ass. Carl leaned over her, his dick thrusting in and out between her spread legs.
The engaged couple locked eyes, and Angela mouthed “I love you” to Bill, who replied with a silent “You are amazing.” Angela grinned at that, then closed her eyes and rocked her head back as she started to cum on the two cocks inside her.
“Oh fuck!” came a groan off to the right. Chloe looked over just in time to catch a jet of cum just below her eye as one of the men’s masturbatory efforts reached its conclusion. A look of guilty panic flashed in his eyes as though he’d broken some unspoken rule, and he redirected his cock so that the next few spurts hit the back of the chair instead.
Chloe looked at the other two men who were in front of her, rolling her eyes dramatically. She reached down and scooped up the globs of cum from the chair, then wiped her hand off on her right tit. With his cum oozing down her cheek, she stuck her tongue out at the man, then gave him a mocking look.
“Daaaadddy!” Chloe whined. “Your friend tried to not cum on me, even though I KNOW he heard me say I wanted to be a filthy, sticky mess of cum.”
Bill’s head swam. All of the surprises and changes of the evening were making it hard to think straight. For the past month he had been trying to understand what fatherly protectiveness would mean as a new stepdad, and now it was all being thrown out the window. He looked down at his crotch, watching Chloe’s ass quiver each time he drove his cock into her, then looked up to the faces of the guilty man.
“What the hell is wrong with you, dude?” he scowled, then looked to the others. “Anyone who doesn’t cover my little princess in a load of jizz is no longer invited to the wedding.”
With that encouragement, it didn’t take the next man very long to finish. His first blast was strong enough that it flew over Chloe’s head, then came back down into her hair. She dropped her head down, pale blonde hair spilling down to cover her face as the man continued to cum, making the pale blonde into a dirty blonde. Finally, he stepped forward boldly and wrapped his cock up in her hair, wiping the last of his sticky load off.
Before that man finished, one of the men standing next to Bill sent a strand of semen across Chloe’s back. The man on Bill’s other side must have taken that as his cue, because a moment later he was also emptying his balls onto the horny little girl. The two alternated sending cumshots across her back and ass from opposite sides, creating a series of sticky, glistening Xs on her skin.
“Fuck yes keep cumming on me!” Chloe growled in encouragement, throwing her head back. The man with his dick in her hair yelped as she pulled free. “I wanna be a complete mess of jizz by the time my daddy cums in my AAAHH GODDAMNIT!!”
Chloe’s thoughts were interrupted by the stinging sensation in her eye as the man standing right in front of her began painting her face with his wad. She instinctively tried to inhale sharply through her nose, but he nostrils were blocked by cum. After gasping for a couple of breaths, she let one out through her nose, the resulting cum bubble sending her into a giggling fit.
As his friends coated his daughter’s body, Bill fought to keep himself from cumming again. He usually had pretty good control, and he had just gotten off in her dripping cunt, but it was still a challenge. Each time her tight young asshole squeezed its way down his shaft, then pulled away until only his cockhead was still inside, his body begged for release.
Then, Chloe begged for it, too.
“Oh god Daddy yes, fucking pound my asshole! Cum in my ass just like you came in my pussy - I wanna feel you dripping out of me for DAYS!”
Bill looked up to see the last of the friends in the circle grimacing at Chloe. He couldn’t tell exactly where their loads were landing, but he didn’t really care. He knew where HIS load was going to go, and that was enough…
Just as Bill was about to finish, Chloe reached a hand back to grab his ass, stopping him from pulling back for another thrust. Wordlessly, she twisted her hips to the side, the unfamiliar sensation on his cock both exhilarating and confusing. Then she lifted her leg, resting a foot on the armrest, her hips now twisted vertically.
Sensing her struggle to go further, Bill grasped Chloe's hips and lifted slightly to support her weight. Again he was amazed my how light the crazy little nymph was. As soon as her leg didn't have to hold her up anymore, Chloe continued twisting her body the rest of the way around. With her back resting on the back of the chair and her hips in Bill's hands, Chloe hugged her knees to herself, planting her feet on the sides of his stomach.
Bill took a moment to appreciate his new daughter's beauty. Her face and hair were thick with jizz. The last two men had coated her neck and boobs, and their cum had oozed down to her belly. He looked down between her knees to her open slit, some his cum still clinging to her cuntlips.
Bill was briefly so entranced by the sight of Chloe's sexy filthiness that forgot he was supposed to be fucking her. Then he felt her feet pushing him away and saw his cock sliding into view as it eased out of her ass.
The two began a furious back-and-forth. Chloe would dig her heels into her daddy's stomach, forcing him out of her, and he would respond my pushing himself forward, pulling her hips towards him to bury his big cock in her tiny asshole again.
Chloe couldn't remember the last time she'd been so happy. She loved how powerful she felt, covered in cum from a half dozen men, and knowing that any of them would have eagerly fucked her until their dicks fell off. She didn't want any of them, though; she only wanted her new daddy's cock. It was so big that even in her ass, she could feel it pressing the walls of her cunt together tighter. It felt so fucking amaa...
"...aaAAZING!" Chloe screamed the last half of the word as her thoughts spilled out past her lips. Her body shook with another orgasm, and she was faintly aware of Bill's cry as he began to cum with her yet again. Her entire body tingled, and she could feel the beat of her heart pulsing in her chest, ass, and pussy all at the same time.
"Holy shit, Daddy! You just gave me a motherfucking assgasm!" Chloe said between breaths, then started giggling.
"I think you mean daddyfucking, sweetie," Bill jokingly corrected her. In actuality, he couldn't think of any words to adequately describe everything that had just happened.
As Bill slid her cock free of Chloe's asshole, lowering her down to the chair, he looked back and forth between her and her beautiful mother. How had he gotten so lucky?
Alone on her couch, Angela looked lovingly back at her future husband and her daughter. She was thrilled to have found a man who could see her at her filthiest and most sexually depraved and still look at her with so much love. She laughed as he walked over to her, his cock once again beginning to swell despite the two loads he'd just deposited in her teenage daughter.
Chloe looked down at herself, then up to the men who stood around her, most of their cocks hard again. She'd never felt more beautiful or desired or satisfied in her life.
Now she just had to figure out how to get herself invited along on their honeymoon.
First things first, though. She sat up, reached out, and wrapped her small hands around the thick cocks of two of her new daddy's friends.
She wasn't messy enough by half.
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First up, some spoiler tags in case you scrolled for those: MF, MMMF, Mf, MMMMMMMf
So...yeah. There are so many reasons why I almost didn't post this. I may end up taking it down, too.
This story is so completely different from my usual fantasies in so many ways it makes me head spin: There's no actual incest, and step-incest usually does nothing for me. My fantasies are almost always one-on-one. I normally never would include the mom in things. Getting cum in my eye is painful misery, not something to laugh about. I don't mind anal, but I'm a wimp about it; getting ass-pounded that hard would be awful.
Despite all that, I have to admit I still enjoyed writing this story. The thought of being at the center of an actual jerk-off circle or blowbang is NOT something I'd like, but as a very occasional fantasy I do get off to the idea of being a filthy cumslut like Chloe. It's always been weird to me how things I would not enjoy at all in real life can still make up incredibly hot fantasies. This is the main reason I almost didn't post this story; I'm not sure I want this part of myself out there. It's been a while since I posted anything, though, so here goes.
Also, yes, my image of guys and bachelor parties is pretty basic/stereotypical Hollywood. That meant I couldn’t come up with a very imaginative intro, but hopefully I made up for it with some hot fucking. If my description of the lap dance was lame...well, sorry, I’ve never given a lap dance before. As usual, it's probably rife with typos, so let me know where they are so I can fix them. CallMeDaughter[at]gmail.com!
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