The Bachelorette Party Pt. 02

When mom let the two girls in, I wondered what was happening. I'd asked for men, and two girls showed up. I told my guests to wait while I found out what was going on. I went into the kitchen, and one of the girls was on the phone, belittling someone. I learned it was the dispatcher from the agency, so I asked if I could talk to them.

The dispatcher explained the mix-up and offered me a discount or to reschedule. I couldn't reschedule, so I took the discount and decided to play a joke on Cherise. I talked to the two girls, and they were glad they hadn't wasted a trip out here. They'd focus on Cherise as if she were a guy, which might freak out some of Cherise's bridesmaids, but I didn't care.

I made a quick announcement to the wedding party, then the girls came in to do their thing. With all eyes focused on them, I took one of the kitchen chairs and set it in the middle of the room so Cherise could have a lap dance.

I didn't count on two of Cherise's bridesmaids being as prudish as they were. They got up and left, leaving three of us to watch Cherise be embarrassed.

But, lessons in dancing in front of guys to arouse them occurred. I'd once thought about pole dancing for exercise but didn't want anyone knowing or making assumptions about me taking the class. The girls were hot and I thought this was a good alternative.

The four of us danced with each of the strippers, then with each other moving how they had shown us. With the drinks mom had made we were all feeling good. I think one of Cherise's bridesmaids enjoyed it more than she thought she would.

The girls, Vicki and Debbie, were VERY hands-on, and when Vicki suggested we strip down to our undies, we politely said, 'no thanks'. That's when Vicki looked at her watch, noting she was late for something else.

Vicki then went out to get their street clothes as Cherise, and the other two guests helped me clean up. Mom showed our dancers the guest room, so they could change into their street clothes. My guests all thanked me for saving the party, with Cherise jokingly vowing to get revenge when I got married.

The girls changed, and we all hugged and said our goodbyes, then out to our cars. Cherise and her friends left first, followed by Debbie and Vicki. I was the last to leave, waving goodbye and congratulating myself for making a bad situation something we could laugh about in the years to come.

On my way home, a couple of miles or so from mom's place, I saw a car with its flashers on I thought I recognized it, so I slowed and saw our two dancers in it then pulled over. Vicki was freaking out because Debbie's car had a reputation for breaking down. It was making some noise, so Debbie pulled over. Since cell coverage is lacking around there, I told them they could drive back to mom's and call someone. Vicki wasn't happy, so I asked where she was going. She told me, and it wasn't far from my place. Debbie said she'd return to mom's and call if I'd take Vicki with me.

It sounds like a good plan, so we split up. With Vicki in the car, we headed into town. It took a few minutes for her to calm down so we could talk. I told her I appreciated them being patient with us and the lessons.

She smiled, "You liked them? Some of you weren't thrilled about having us there. Although, the redhead seemed to get into it more than the rest of you."

I laughed, "Well, Cherise's bridesmaids are mostly her fiance's relatives and are very conservative. I was surprised two stayed. I noticed that too, she was mesmerized with Debbie. Plus, it was getting late, and you had your date."

She sighed, "I noticed that also, most people are. Deb has quite a pair of assets. Yes, I do, and she will be mad."

I didn't want to show my surprise, but it was obvious, "Oh, she will be?"

Vicki looked at me, "Yes, it's a blind date. A friend set us up, and I can't tell her I'm late because there's no reception out here. I doubt she'll stick around."

I sympathized, "I know. I'm sorry. I'll get you there as fast as I legally can, Vicki. Oh, changing the subject, what do you do for exercise to get those fantastic legs?"

She giggled, "You like my legs, huh? Thank you. Most of our clients drool over Deb's boobs. I run and use the stair stepper like a religion. Do you run or work out?"

I sighed, "I hit the gym three days a week. It doesn't seem like it's ever enough. I thought about pole dancing a couple of years ago. It's good for your core and upper body."

"Well, I have a stair stepper at home if your gym doesn't have one. You're welcome to try it since you've been so nice to us."

I smiled, "Oh wow, thank you. Aren't they expensive?"

Vicki giggled, "I bought it used, and it's a 'business' expense."

When she said business, she made little quotation marks with her fingers which made me laugh.

I noticed we'd passed the point where we could get reception and mentioned it to Vicki. She took out her phone and called her date. I didn't want to listen in, but it wasn't pretty. Her blind date was mad and had gone home, not wanting to see Vicki. Vicki explained what happened but got hung up on. I felt sorry for her and told her so.

She asked, "Would you mind dropping me at my place instead? It isn't that much further than where I was going to meet her. Maybe ten minutes. You could see my stepper if you want."

I looked at the clock on my dash, and it was just after nine, so I told her that would be fine. I didn't have any plans for the morning.

So, Vicki gave me directions, and we pulled into her driveway after about twenty minutes. It was a single-level ranch that she'd bought at a foreclosure. She knew a bunch of guys who were contractors, and they fixed it up for her. I didn't ask how she knew them because I assumed it was through her work. We got out, and I locked my car, following her in. A light was already on in the living room. She set her bag down and motioned me to follow her to the tiny gym. She flipped on more lights as she apologized for the mess. The house didn't look messy to me, but I told her it was fine. I'm not the neatest person in the world.

The house was very comfy looking; pictures on the walls of Vicki with friends at running races. We entered her gym, one of the three bedrooms, and she pointed out the stepper. I looked it over, never having used one. Then she asked if I wanted to try it.

I told her she'd have to show me because I was clueless.

She grinned, "Would you mind if I changed into my shorts? These jeans don't work so well on it. They tend to limit my movement."

I told her it was fine and just be comfy.

Vicki smiled, then went to change.

When she returned, she was in magenta boy shorts with a matching top.

I gawked, "Whoa!"

Vicki looked at me, "What? Too much? I can change if you want me to. I like working out in these."

I apologized, "Oh, no, they're fine. I saw the same thing when you were dancing. They almost look painted on. I love the color."

As she slipped past me to get on the stepper, Vicki asked again, "As long as you're okay with it. I love this color, too; I have a few others in all colors of the rainbow. I'm lazy about laundry, so I buy more than I should."

She winked at me as she boarded the stepper. I watched from behind as she started stepping slowly. My heart started beating faster when I saw her perfect ass in those shorts. Watching her steps, those long taunt legs coupled with how her ass moved gave me butterflies. I watched and didn't notice Vicki turn her head slightly to talk with me.

She noticed my staring, "What do you think, Susan?"

I swallowed as I looked up at her, "Wow, I see how you got those legs and ass, Vicki. I need to step up my gym time. I'm jealous."

Vicki smiled, "Want to try it? If not, that's fine."

I replied, "I don't have any shorts."

She giggled, "Well, you could just do it in your panties, but that's up to you. I've seen plenty of girls' asses before, not to worry."

I was tempted, "Well. If you don't mind, can you set it at a low setting? I don't want to embarrass myself."

Vicki grinned, "Sure, sweetie, here."

She pushed a button several times, and the steps dropped with little resistance.

I was hesitant but unbuttoned my jeans after kicking off my shoes. I stepped out of my pants and placed them on a rack of weights. Vicki climbed down, waiting patiently for me to get on the stepper. I grabbed the rails as I stepped on it, and the step sank. We both laughed, and Vicki told me how to set the resistance. I looked up as I started stepping, adjusting the stepper as I went. I began to get the hang of it, and it felt like I was trudging through snowbanks.

Vicki watched, "Girl, you have a great ass. What are you complaining about?"

I grinned, looking back at her, "Thank you. I wish it were as tight as yours."

She giggled, "That takes time. I've been working my ass for years, sweetie."

I sighed, "Well, it's definitely working. Yours is perfect."

I could hear a slight change in her tone when she asked, "So, you like it, huh?"

I nodded as I continued stepping, "Yes, I'd die to have an ass like yours. Well, maybe not die. What would be the point in dying to get that ass?"

Vicki giggled, "I like you, Susan. You're cute."

I turned again to see her licking her lips as she watched me. I felt a tingle between my legs as I replied, "Thank you, Vicki. I think I've had enough of a demonstration."

I slowed down, then looked back to see how to step down. That's when Vicki placed her hand on my ass cheek to help guide me.

"Here, let me help you; it can be tricky for your first time."

I took my time letting Vicki guide me. Her hand there felt nice as I stepped down and almost landed in her arms. We were face to face, and she was maybe four inches taller than me, so I looked into her eyes as I regained my balance. My legs could feel the burn. Vicki reached out to catch me despite my landing on both feet. I slipped into her arms as she wrapped them around me.

"How's it feel, sweetie?"

I blushed, but she probably couldn't tell because I felt my face was already pink from the exercise."

"Oh, I could get used to it."

We locked eyes, and I could tell this would be a long night.

"You could?"

My hands dropped to her ass as I started massaging her cheeks.

I smiled; I could, very easily, Vicki."

She grinned,"I like the sound of that, sweetie. Why don't we go to my room and see how used to it you can get."

I smiled, "Lead the way, Vicki."

She replied, "Oh, I will, sweetie, I certainly will.

I picked up my jeans and shoes, following her to her bedroom. It was nice, a king-sized bed with stuffed animals on one side crowded on a pillow. I grinned as I looked them over. Vicki noticed and told me they were hers from when she was little. I told her I loved them, and they were adorable.

Since Vicki was just in her bra and panties, she started undressing me. I asked if we could shower first. I had plans for that tight ass of hers. Her eyes lit up, then she kissed me and held me tight.

She broke our kiss, "We sure can, princess. I love my ass worshiped."

I giggled, "I had a feeling you might. It's so darn perfect."

We finished undressing and then hit the shower. We stepped out of the water stream to soap each other down. I turned and shut the water off, then moved back to Vicki, facing her. The body gel we used made the perfect lubricant. We stood kissing, breasts pressed together. This was our foreplay before we hit the bed. I ran my body up and down Vicki's as if I were giving her a lap dance. She, in turn, did the same to me, pressing her sweet cheeks into my mound and rubbing me. I was in heaven. We started to get a little chilly with the water off, so Vicki turned it back on so we could rinse. Before we got out, I ensured Vicki's ass was clean. She loved the attention there, and I loved giving it to her. We were careful not to get our hair wet as we played.

We were now happily clean, so Vicki shut the water off then we dried off.

Back in her bedroom, we moved her babies from the head of the bed to one of her dressing chairs and then rolled the sheets back. We didn't talk too much as we got ready. Climbing in from opposite sides, we met on our knees in the middle of her bed.

That's when the real fun began. We kissed, smoldering hot kisses as we built up our arousal. My hand was firmly on that delicious ass of hers as we made out. I loved massaging it and squeezing it. An occasional playful swat from each of us added to the moment.

Vicki had left her nightstand light on, which I didn't mind. I loved looking at her body. When I was ready, I broke our kiss to shove her back onto the bed playfully. Vicki took the hint to roll over onto her tummy, then all fours, her ass in the air. I gently swatted her one more time, then dove between her cheeks.

Spreading them with my hands, I licked and kissed them to my heart's delight. Vicki was in heaven. She moaned and called me princess, baby, sweetie, and a few other cute names, which delighted me. I changed positions several times and used my fingers in her pussy to take her to the edge and back. I have no idea what time it was when Vicki finally begged me to let her cum. With two fingers in her pussy, I gave her one last stroke of my tongue and then let her go. She collapsed on the bed, panting and moaning. I sat back smiling, watching her body shake as the tremors reverberated through her. Her eyes were glazed over when she finally focused on me and smiled. I dropped beside her, softly kissing her cheek as she calmed down.

Her first words were, "Marry me, sweet girl."

We both giggled, and then she kissed me. We lay kissing and massaging each other, whispering how good we felt. Then she asked how she could please me. I told her to make love to me, not fuck me.

Vicki smiled, "That will be my pleasure, baby."

Vicki's words alone made me horny, but when she started licking my neck and softly tugging my earlobe, I nearly lost it. Down my neck to my breasts, where she softly suckled and played with my nipples. I'd been with girls before in college, and since graduating, none of them had really known what I liked until this moment with Vicki. It was like she could read what I wanted and when. I didn't need to use my hands to guide or tell her where to go. She varied her touch and kisses, making me guess where she was going next and how intense she'd be; I loved that. I laid back and reacted, and that's all it took.

Vicki played me like a stringed instrument, plucking away at my vagina with her fingers as her mouth explored my breasts. Her long arms could reach my inner thighs where she used her fingers to walk up and down them teasing my aching pussy.

She played like that taking me where I hadn't been in a very long time. When she left my breasts, my hands made up for her absence, pinching and kneading as she moved to finish me off. Her tongue seemed inexhaustible inside me, exploring, teasing, and driving me crazy in a good way. When her finger brushed my rosebud, I let out a little yelp, startling her.

She asked if I was alright, and I purred that I was in heaven. Vicki continued brushing me now and then until I begged her for release. She played her little Domme game, making me tell her what I wanted. I played along because I was so close. With her ego satisfied, she finished me off by inserting the tip of her finger in my bud.

My body reacted, and my new love's face got coated in my juices. I've been told I don't squirt, but it's more than an average woman. Vicki didn't seem to mind continuing to play inside me, only not as intense. When she stopped, I was a writhing mess, but I was a happy one.

Instead of joining me at the head of the bed, Vicki went to wash her face. I giggled, apologizing to her. I told her I should have warned her. She smiled when she returned, telling me it was fine and that she enjoyed my reaction. We returned to snuggle, slowly falling asleep in each other's arms. I mentally thanked her blind date for being mad. I didn't know where this might lead, but I was happy it led to Vicki's bed for the night.

We woke Sunday morning snuggled together. It was one of the few times I'd gone to sleep in a girl's arms and woke up that way. It meant I was worn out because I usually toss and turn in unfamiliar surroundings. I let Vicki sleep as I looked her over; she was physical perfection in my point of view. I thought about asking her to the wedding as my date, but that would upstage Cherise, and I couldn't do that. Mom had no clue I liked boys and girls. We never had that sex talk about pregnancy or anything else except when I got my first period. Mom is pretty accepting; she didn't bat an eye when Debbie and Vicki showed up to strip. Other less tolerant moms would have sent them packing.

But that's how she is, making diamonds from coal. I think she enjoyed watching all of us girls mingling too. She kept filling our glasses and the snack bowls. Some other moms I know would have locked themselves in their bedrooms until it was over.

Vicki woke about a half hour after I did. I'd been admiring her body when her eyes opened. I smiled, and she returned with one of her own.

"Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?

I snuggled closer, kissing her forehead, "I haven't slept that well in ages. Thank you. You wore me out."

Vicki reached over to pull my face close to hers, kissing me briefly, "You said you didn't have any plans for today, so why don't we wear each other out again?

I teased her ankle with my foot, "You read my mind, Ms. Perfect Body."

Vicki smiled as I leaned in to kiss her back. We kissed, facing each other, hands wandering until Vicki rolled me over on my back. She knew some of my weaknesses now and repeated her licking and kissing like the night before. I was squirming, enjoying her attention as she worked down my body.

Vicki changed course when she finished kissing my mons. She sat back, looking at me, then lifted my leg, draping it over her shoulder, easing herself onto me until our lips met. We were warm and moist as she started rocking her pussy against mine. We had to adjust several times until we found the perfect position. That's when my new lover began thrusting. I watched her ab muscles ripple, and her gorgeous breasts jiggle as she humped away on my vagina.

Vicki varied her motions back and forth, then sideways, as I bit my lower lip, loving the show she was putting on and the sensations she was creating in my body. She'd use sweet words and some dirty ones as the bed shook with her humping. I used similar phrases and found she enjoyed it when I replied to her, telling her how much I loved her ass and pussy. She liked compliments on her body and what she was doing to me.

Her endurance was out of this world. She loved taking me to the brink and then backing off, making me beg her to take me back. It was when I decided to reach up and play with her breasts that got her to ease up and slowly fuck me. I teased her nipples, pinching, pulling, and twisting them as she rocked her body on mine.

I've tribbed before, and it doesn't always work for me, but Vicki had it down to an art form. The way her body moved as she looked at me along with the way she aligned our labias, so our clits rubbed was sheer perfection.

I could feel my body getting to that breaking point, and the look on Vicki's face, coupled with her words, told me she was close too. We didn't cum exactly together, but it was close. I went first, my eyes rolling back in my head as I gripped the bed. Within a few moments, Vicki thrust one last time, then dropped on top of me so we could feel each others climax.

I cupped her head with my hands, kissing her with all the passion left in my body. Her breasts against mine felt lovely, her long, taut legs entwined with mine as we lay catching our breath.