My longtime friend, Adam, spent his bachelorette/stag weekend in Salou, Spain, last summer.
As best man, I was in charge of making a lot of the arrangements, including hotel, airfare, and transportation. Along with the bachelor party, other close friends in attendance were in charge of reserving nightclubs and strippers at the resort. Go-carting, jet skiing, and quad biking were among the activities organised by others.
After arriving at the resort, our days were packed with activities. The late afternoons and early evenings were spent drinking a lot, and after dinner, we all went to bars and clubs, which left us all with terrible hangovers the next day when everything had to start over.
We had a large suite reserved for the evening of the second day at a posh hotel, with food and drink available as well as live music. Strippers, who were supposedly local women hired through a company that provided escorts and similar services, were scheduled for later in the evening, and the groom was unaware of this.
The night was a huge success. The evening was much more successful because some of the guys had invited girls and women they had met while visiting. Waitresses in tiny bikinis were circling the room, refilling glasses, looking extremely attractive.
When the door was knocked on at around eleven o'clock, the four strippers came in, which is when their inhibitions were lost and their nakedness started.
The strippers, all dressed sensually, proceeded with their routine of dancing and stripping; as their costumes changed, so did their level of nudity.
The strippers made the decision to play games, some of which went well and involved the guys licking off cream, chocolate, and strawberries that were carefully positioned on the dark nipples of the stripper. The ladies all had nice-sized, dark, erect nipples and tanned breasts, so this was fun.
The last game was a complete surprise: Adam, the groom, and I, the best man, had to move to the middle of the room, where two chairs had been arranged back to back.
We exchanged nervous glances before settling into a seat with our backs to each other. Next, we were handcuffed to one another from his right to my left, and vice versa.
The strippers licked off the cream-sprayed nipples from each of us individually, leaving our shirts undone. My cock was prominently displayed in my trousers, drawing attention from both them and other onlookers.
Every stripper gave me a kiss, pressed their cream-covered nipples into my face so I had to lick them off, and ran their hands up my trousers to rub my erection.
My heart raced when I heard the chants "blowjob, blowjob," wondering if they were directed specifically at Adam, the groom.
A short while later, I noticed a small gathering consisting of two of Adam's friends and the strippers. They were moving around the room and making a collection. I observed people giving money and leaving notes in the amount of one hundred euros, which were gathered in a wine cooler.
After counting the money, which came to be more than two thousand euros, a few of them said in whispers, "Who wants to see these ladies give our guys a blowjob?" aloud.
The boisterous revellers' desires were evident from the loud cheer that followed.
After asking the four strippers to select someone, Adam was asked to choose. He went with a very tall woman in her twenties who had nice, round, ripe breasts with piercings almost everywhere on her body, including her nipples. She grinned at being picked.
In agreement, I selected the shortest of the four; she was likely the oldest as well, at thirty-five, with large, firm breasts with massive round nipples, a short bob haircut, big brown eyes, and a shaved pubic area. She was also extremely well-tanned. She appeared content with being picked as well.
After glancing at me, the ladies had decided that I was not their first choice. They probably assumed that because I was the oldest person in our group, my dick was old and shrivelled, and I would not be able to perform.
The beast's unveiling was about to change their perception.
The rules were spelled out, and it was decided that the winner would receive a grand prize of 1,000 euros, the loser a prize of 500 euros, and the remaining money would be split among the ladies who were willing to play but were not selected.
Even though neither Adam nor I were going to be able to move or object while we were handcuffed, it was still worth it to have the opportunity to get a blowout from one of the stunning strippers.
I was aware of the remarks Adam was making; he seemed uncertain about the plan, and it unnerved us both to see that cell phones seemed to be recording the proceedings.
Because Adam was wearing boxers, I had nothing underneath my trousers, so my cock was visible to the guests as the nude strippers helped each other undo and lower our trousers to our ankles. As soon as Adam's boxers were eliminated, we were left to wait for our destiny.
The game started, and the winner was the first woman to get her man to shoot his load.
Adam gasped, so I assumed his stripper had gotten in close contact with him or was blowing him off.
In broken English, my stripper stood gaping and said, "It is huge, how am I going to suck that?"
The stripper who was working on Adam materialised in front of me for a glance, grinned, and said something in Spanish that I understood to mean, "Wow, you lucky bitch."
"You made your choice," was the response once more in Spanish.
"You know it is only a game you don't have to play, you know," I said, meeting my lady's eyes directly.
She had already taken hold of my nine-inch-plus thick, erect, circumcised cock with pre-cum dripping out of my urethra. She grinned and took me in her hand. I was so turned on and so nervous, as I knew I could last all night if I had to.
For a while, she gave me a pump to get me going. She then licked the pre-cum off of my cock, opened her lips, winked at me, and took some of my cock in her tiny mouth. Her lips were tight around my shaft.
She started giving me a blowjob in front of me while completely nude and stunning, to the cheers of the other guests. A few minutes later, I felt Adam tense up through the handcuffs, and I knew he was done when he fired his load into his willing partner's mouth.
After she was proclaimed the winner, the game should have ended, but my companion persisted in her quest, and she was paying close attention and was not in a rush; she was enjoying herself, just like I was.
I was taken aback when the girl, who had just finished Adam, approached my lady and kneeled next to her. My lady then offered her my cock, and the other girl accepted it right away, putting her hands around my shaft, lowering her mouth over my cock, and pumping me while giving me a blowjob.
This was the first and only time I had ever had a blowjob from anyone with a piercing in their tongue, and it felt amazing having it slide up and down the underside of my cock with each stroke. If she had continued for much longer, I would not have been able to control myself.
I was so engrossed in the pleasure I was receiving that I didn’t notice that someone had removed the handcuffs.
I was concentrating so much on the two girls taking turns sharing my cock that it took me by surprise when Adam, now wearing a rubber, moved behind his stripper as she was blowing me and slipped his recovering cock into her wet pussy.
As Adam started to get a rhythm going, it seemed to put her off the attention, she was giving me, and my stripper took over, she was better and more attentive anyway.
Now that my hands were free, I was able to caress her breasts as she devoured my cock. She moaned, albeit with her mouth full, as I tweaked her gorgeous big nipples, clearly enjoying the attention.
It didn’t take Adam long to shoot his load again, much to the disappointment of his girl who wanted more, her face expressed her wish to be satisfied.
Adam was a spent force, his limp dick flopping out, and despite the cum-filled rubber hanging from it, I was still receiving amazing blowjobs from my gorgeous partner.
Do you want me to fuck you, I whispered in her ear as I knelt. However, I am without a rubber.
With her large eyes fixed on me and her mouth still stuffed full of cock, she nodded.
She removed her mouth from my cock, surprised me by standing up, and straddled me. The idea of fucking this gorgeous Spanish babe made my cock even harder if that were possible.
She lowered her drenched, wet pussy gently and slowly onto my erection. At first, she seemed tense, and her expression indicated that she was not used to riding a cock this size.
When she became comfortable with me inside, she began to ride me; her thighs were taught and muscular, making her actions appear easy. Her rhythm was long and slow and incredibly strong; her amazing breasts bouncing in front of me brought my explosion forward. When I told her that I was about to explode, she accelerated the pace of her stroke, reducing the length and depth.
She experienced her second orgasm as I poured copious amounts of my semen into her, causing spurt after spurt to shoot deep inside of her.
Shortly afterward, she fell onto my chest, her breasts pressing into it, my cock still erect and pulsing, and she was drenched in sweat.
We stayed in this posture until we realised we were in a crowded room while still being recorded on cell phones, which prompted us to stop and split up.
As she pulled her body away from mine, my cock gleaming with our fluids and semen streaming down her legs, she gave me a full lip-kiss.
After the stripper went back to her friends' room to change, I used a serviette to wipe my cock and pulled up my trousers.
After a few minutes, I knocked on their room's door and was let inside. The women were all very kind and amiable.
They all agreed to divide the bonus money equally and to disregard the competition because they were content with what they had earned. I thought this was a really good idea.