What really happens at Bachelorette parties?
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When my wife and I were dating, she never went near my cock with her mouth. We had frequent sex, but she never sucked my cock. Then after she went to a bachelorette party with a group of girls that were pretty wild, she became quite avid about going down on me. I figured that she had been pressured into it and discovered that she liked it. To this day she denies that she sucked any stripper cock, even knowing that it would excite me to no end.
Most bachelorette parties (like most bachelor parties) are pretty tame. Drinking, sometimes a visit to a strip club, sometimes hired strippers in a private venue, flirting, dancing, occasionally porn videos and gifting sex toys, lingerie, or party games. Mostly innocent stuff...
There are certainly exceptions. I had an affair partner who's first BBC experience was with a male stripper at a friend's bachelorette event. That including initial touching of his cock, balls and ass, which escalated into cock-sucking, pussy-licking, and finally fucking. She was thereafter hooked on BBC, fetishizing black men.
My wife KK attended a wedding, as matron of honor - the event was held at a Caribbean resort. I stayed home with the kids, KK attended solo. She got herself fucked by one of the groomsmen at the bachelorette party, as well as several other times during the week or so she was gone. The final night, after the wedding reception was a night of total debauchery leading to KK and her affair partner engaging in a public fuck and suck session that caused problems with the resort management.
My last bit of experiential knowledge was after we started doing the hot wife thing. One of KK's friends was getting re-married after a divorce. Her bachelorette led to a night of lesbian sex, basically a sex-toy and alcohol fueled orgy among the female attendees.
I think those scenarios are largely the exception, vs. the rule.
There are certainly exceptions. I had an affair partner who's first BBC experience was with a male stripper at a friend's bachelorette event. That including initial touching of his cock, balls and ass, which escalated into cock-sucking, pussy-licking, and finally fucking. She was thereafter hooked on BBC, fetishizing black men.
My wife KK attended a wedding, as matron of honor - the event was held at a Caribbean resort. I stayed home with the kids, KK attended solo. She got herself fucked by one of the groomsmen at the bachelorette party, as well as several other times during the week or so she was gone. The final night, after the wedding reception was a night of total debauchery leading to KK and her affair partner engaging in a public fuck and suck session that caused problems with the resort management.
My last bit of experiential knowledge was after we started doing the hot wife thing. One of KK's friends was getting re-married after a divorce. Her bachelorette led to a night of lesbian sex, basically a sex-toy and alcohol fueled orgy among the female attendees.
I think those scenarios are largely the exception, vs. the rule.
Yeah my thoughts as well. Just wondered what other peoples perspectives are. I remember years back we were at friends for a bbq. The wife brought up Melissa’s party and Melissa was quick to hush her up. I’ve just always wondered about that. Not that it would be a bad thing if a Melissa did fool around haha.
My ex (long story...) went to my wife's bachelorette party and let it slip that my wife was a wild one! That could have gone a few different ways as I know she likes to have a good time, but just how much of a good time is the question!!....lol.
Agreed! That's a forgotten memory until you just posted....Might have to add that to the "rotation" ...😜
Mine was low key, silly, somewhat sexual in a vanilla girl way. I wanted NOBODY to know anything about my sexual tendencies, my sexual past or my relationship and cheating on my boyfriend (soon to be husband). My sister and one of my bride's maids knew, of course, about my sexual development as a young girl in HS, but after that I kept everything pretty private from everybody else. I didn't even tell my husband much of what I had done in the past and I still surprise him with tales today.
I simply couldn't afford to have too wild of an experience nor did I want to at that point. I was too nervous about the wedding to be sexually charged in a group like that anyway. There was no stripper or anything like that. It was a fun time at a bar and dinner with a bit of sexy fun. But as I said, VERY vanilla. I had made plans for my wedding day morning though, and NOBODY else besides the two guys involved would ever know about that until recently.
I simply couldn't afford to have too wild of an experience nor did I want to at that point. I was too nervous about the wedding to be sexually charged in a group like that anyway. There was no stripper or anything like that. It was a fun time at a bar and dinner with a bit of sexy fun. But as I said, VERY vanilla. I had made plans for my wedding day morning though, and NOBODY else besides the two guys involved would ever know about that until recently.
One sunny day long ago, I ran into an ex girlfriend, who was preternaturally pleased to see me again. She insisted that we had to get together as soon as possible, as in the next day. I pointed to the restaurant we were near and told her to meet there the next at 11:30am. She agreed and made me promise that I would show up. My first thought was that I had unknowingly fathered her child and I was in for a big surprise. The more I thought about it, however, the less likely that seemed possible, as I was friends with her father and he could never keep such a secret, especially as he drank too much. Also, there was something devilish about her glee. I concluded that she wanted to set me up with a female friend of hers, as women loved playing matchmaker.
I dressed in my best suit the next day and arrived early at the restaurant. When she arrived, she was alone and she had us move to the booth in the far corner, which would prove more private. She asked if I remembered her older half sister. I did; in fact, it would have been impossible to forget her, as she was such a complete pain in the ass. Her half sister had made a big stink about my being eight years older than her younger sister and how we were immoral due to our going on vacations together.
I asked why she brought her half sister up. She didn't answer me directly; instead, she told me that she and her half sister had recently attended a bachelorette party, which got wild and included male strippers. The thought of her uptight half sister at the affair did make me smile, as the images of her half sister's dour face filled my mind. She then pulled out of her purse a stack of photos of the event. I looked through them and marveled at how wild the event had been. All the tables were covered with empty glasses and held pitchers of margarita or pina colada. I then got the male strippers part of the stack. They only wore thong black leather jock straps and bow-ties. As I continued to flip through the photos, I froze in disbelief. Her half sister was blowing a male stripper, with the eagerness of a hungry dog eating a hotdog that fell to the floor. He was well equipped and yet she managed to deep throat him. Very impressive. Later, a different stripper was laying across the laps of three women, but in the next photo, the half sister had buried her face in his crotch.
I returned the stack of photos and shook my head in disbelief. She, on the other hand, was having a giggle fit. I asked where she had these X-rated photos developed. Her reply was Costco.
I dressed in my best suit the next day and arrived early at the restaurant. When she arrived, she was alone and she had us move to the booth in the far corner, which would prove more private. She asked if I remembered her older half sister. I did; in fact, it would have been impossible to forget her, as she was such a complete pain in the ass. Her half sister had made a big stink about my being eight years older than her younger sister and how we were immoral due to our going on vacations together.
I asked why she brought her half sister up. She didn't answer me directly; instead, she told me that she and her half sister had recently attended a bachelorette party, which got wild and included male strippers. The thought of her uptight half sister at the affair did make me smile, as the images of her half sister's dour face filled my mind. She then pulled out of her purse a stack of photos of the event. I looked through them and marveled at how wild the event had been. All the tables were covered with empty glasses and held pitchers of margarita or pina colada. I then got the male strippers part of the stack. They only wore thong black leather jock straps and bow-ties. As I continued to flip through the photos, I froze in disbelief. Her half sister was blowing a male stripper, with the eagerness of a hungry dog eating a hotdog that fell to the floor. He was well equipped and yet she managed to deep throat him. Very impressive. Later, a different stripper was laying across the laps of three women, but in the next photo, the half sister had buried her face in his crotch.
I returned the stack of photos and shook my head in disbelief. She, on the other hand, was having a giggle fit. I asked where she had these X-rated photos developed. Her reply was Costco.
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