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Nasty Bachelorette Party!
My bachelorette party was EXTREMELY nasty. We had it at a hotel suite with about 20 girls there and three GORGEOUS strippers. Needless to say, things got really bad. What's even worse is that it was the night before my wedding. Don't ever do that.
Anyway, these strippers were gorgeous, hard-bodied, and HUNG like donkeys (much bigger than my fiancee). After a few hours of dancing, fondling, and bumping, I wound up ** on all fours on the floor with one stripper in front of me, burying his massive meat down my throat, and another stripper kneeling behind me, ** the living ** out of me with his monstorous tool. They took turns and did this for about an hour. And yes, some other girls were still at the party watching. I swear it was the best ** of my life. I never knew I could come so hard, so many times, or that my ** and ** could take so much meat.
It gets worse. The three of us laid down to go to sleep at about 4AM. When we got up a few hours later it started all over again (NO condoms, although there probably aren't ones big enough to fit these horse-hung wonders). Well, at about 10AM, I'm riding the ** out of one stripper while the other one is ** my **. I then realize, "Oh my God, I have to be walking down the aisle in an hour." I rush to the church to get ready and my mom is ** as **. After I get my dress on and am all ready, you'll never believe what happens. ONE OF THE STRIPPERS SHOWS UP. He comes in and I'm terrified. He then says, "I just wanted one more piece before you get married." He bends me over a table, lifts up my wedding dress, and proceeds to ram his ENORMOUS ** into my ** again. After he comes buckets into me, he runs out. I'm still half in a daze and looking for my underwear (which I never found). I get myself together and meet my dad at the rear of the church (bear in mind my fiancee knows NOTHING of this; he thinks we girls just went out for a couple of drinks). As I'm walking down the aisle, my ** is as sore and stretched out as ** and I feel come dripping down my leg into my shoes. I couldn't have ** with my fiancee for the first five days of our honeymoon because I was so stretched out.
**, girl......that ** really IS nasty! I love it! I wish I'd had those opportunities when I got married. Although I guess if I'd had those opportunities, I might of just skipped the wedding!!! YOU GO!!!!!
So, now that you're married, are you still ** other guys (I hope)?
JEEZUS. You really MUST be an incredible ** if the stripper chased you down to get another piece of that. OMMFG.
Your husband has no idea how lucky he is to be married to a girl like you. You're really just amazing! Much love!!!
That isn't love , I hope he finds out and kicks her a-- out .
Congratulations on being a **. I'm sure your new husband would be so proud. Good luck on the impending divorce.
Sounds like a guy wrote this.
this is the most ridiculously fake confession I've ever read why did you even write it you fail miserably
Ditto.......TOTALLY ditto....
Yeah give me a break. Totally fake story, written by a man. You can spit the BS a mile away, especially when they start getting into every little detail impossible to remember.