Author’s Note:
Part 5 of this story. As always, all persons engaged in sexual activity are 18+. Please enjoy, more parts to follow.
Bachelor Party-Day Before the Wedding
It had been quite a week in the house leading up to the night before our wedding. I’d gotten more comfortable and confident around her family, and they really didn’t hold back. Daisy chains seemed to be popular, including involving the staff of the manor. I walked into the game room one day and saw Sara getting double-teamed by Michael and Manny. One night after dinner, we had a small orgy in the living room with Sara giving me a rim job while I was fucking Sonia, Manny going at it with Angela and Lila getting fucked by her dad while licking her mother. It was a bit unsettling at first, but then Noni presented her ass for me to fuck so she could make out with her daughter at the same time.
I released my objections after that.
But now it was the night that Manny had been most looking forward to. The stag party. He apparently had the whole evening planned for me and Michael and everyone seemed content with that. Lila took me aside and prepared me for some of what was to happen.
“So, my bachelorette party will be here the same time as your party,” she explained. “It’s strictly women only, but I’m sure that there will be plenty of fucking going on,” she added with a wink. “Manny is going to take you and Dad out for dinner and clubbing. He’ll keep you out most of the night and you’ll return in the morning probably. By tradition, we won’t be allowed to see each other until the wedding, so just so you remember me…”
With that she gave me a quick, but full-throated blowjob. I couldn’t believe how fast I came considering the stamina I’d been building up, but she just smiled and swallowed my load. She then got up and looked at me.
“Now, Manny said that he was taking you guys to Heaven. It’s one of the most exclusive clubs on the island. I just want to warn you, there’s going to be plenty of alcohol and plenty of cunt around.”
“I won’t do anything with any other girl,” I reassured her, stroking her hair a bit.
“The hell you won’t!” she said in a mocking stern manner. “I want you to fuck those bitches raw so the whole island knows the kind of stud I have.” She stepped up to seem more serious. “I’m serious, my love,” she said forcefully but lovingly. “Plow those bitches to within an inch of their life. Then tomorrow, you become mine and my family’s.” She gave me a deep kiss with that had my wood starting to grow. “Also, you have to promise me that you’ll go there with me one night.” I nodded my assent.
Myself, Michael and Manny left the house via limo for the club. There was a full bar inside, and Manny wasted no time pouring us all drinks. Honestly, I’m sure he was more excited than I was for this. He quickly raised a toast.
“To my new big brother,” he said with a big smile, “and the best night of his life!” I demurred hearing this.
“I think that’s tomorrow night,” I said trying to respect my fiancé. Of course, I was also making clear I planned to fuck the shit out of the daughter and sister of the other occupants of the limo. For any other family, anywhere else, that would’ve been weird.
“Hear, hear!!” is what I got instead from the Father of the Bride. He clinked my glass with his as everyone took a healthy sip. After a few minutes, we arrived at what seemed like a fancy restaurant. Manny knew of my love for steak and said it was the best steakhouse on the island.
We got out of the car and for the first time since my arrival on the island, I became very aware of my nudity. The valet was completely dressed, and I realized that this was my first time naked on the island not within the confines of the estate. I tensed a little at this but also had support from Michael and Manny who were as naked as I was.
“Welcome, Mr. Archer,” the valet greeted, “it’s been quite a long time!”
“Thank you,” Michael said offhandedly as we preceded inside. It was definitely fancy, much fancier then the place we went to back in the city when I’d first met her family. Manny went in front of us and made his way to the host. There were people in line waiting, but he walked past all of them. The host quickly saw who was approaching and left his stand.
“Mr. Archer!” he said gregariously in his full tux was soon shaking hands with my very naked soon to be brother-in-law. “So, good to have you here!”
“Thank you, Gerald,” he said somewhat pompously. He then saw Michael. “Mr. Archer, so pleased to have you at our establishment!” These names got the attention of those in line and suddenly everyone seemed to understand why we were getting so much attention.
“Thank you for accommodating us this evening,” he said in a formal manner that I’d not heard from him since the first time I’d met him. The host seemed very effusive in his happiness having us there, the two of them anyway. “May I introduce you to the bridegroom?” indicating toward me. He shook my hand so vigorously, I thought ankarada sakso çeken escortlar he’d leave a bruise.
“Delighted! Delighted!” he said to me. I signaled my pleasure as well, while trying to save my hand. “Well, your private room is ready if you gentleman will follow me.” He indicated to a young woman near his podium to take over as he escorted us.
We proceeded through the main room of the restaurant where I saw a cross section of clothed and unclothed individuals. Some, I recognized from the party and greeted us as we passed. I saw Governor Pani as well at a table with what seemed to be very young girls. He nodded and toasted his drink toward us as we kept walking. Manny tapped me on the shoulder.
“He really gives me the creeps,” I admitted to him.
“Tell me about it,” he said concurringly as we entered a back room.
The room was ornate and had a full bar as well as several, very attractive servers wearing very little clothing. All of the waitstaff we’d seen outside were attired not much different than you would find in a typical high-class restaurant on the mainland. The girls (and all three were girls) in here were wearing classy bikinis basically. Clearly, Manny had called ahead and made some magic happen.
We sat down at the booth and Michael decided we should start with champagne. The girls brought forward a bottle of extremely expensive champagne for us. I felt embarrassed just drinking it. We all ordered steaks of various cuts and I couldn’t help but noticed that the girls were all bending over and leaning over far more then they needed to. Manny was loved the show and I saw Michael taking more than a few peeks. One of the girls sat next to me.
“Are you the groom?” she said in a sweet voice. She was lean with high B cup breasts, a shaped torso, and an ass even Sara would’ve felt challenged by.
“That’s my soon to be brother!” Manny decided to answer for me. She smiled and came closer.
“I bet she’s a lucky woman.” I answered this time.
“No, ma’am,” I answered honestly. “I’m the lucky one. This man,” indicating Michael, “raised an amazing woman. I’m just grateful she settled for me.” Michael smiled and gave me his signature clap on the back. It’s a bit more of a sting when there’s no shirt to buffer the blow, but I’d gotten more used to it over the week. Manny just laughed as another round of drinks came around.
I can drink with the best and that’s because I know how to drink. As soon as that drink order hit, I ordered a club soda to chase. Hydration was going to be crucial for what’s ahead, especially with Manny calling the shots. Michael nodded at my prudence while Manny thought I was pussing out on him.
“Man, you need to accept the fact that you are gonna get wrecked tonight,” Manny explained bringing me into his plan. “If we are not stumbling home after being in a sea of women, I have failed my family, quite frankly.” Michael laughed at this, and I just raised my eyebrow. How crazy was he gonna get tonight? I’ll be honest, I thought that Lila was exaggerating about what was on the menu for tonight.
Our steaks came, along with what I expected was a very pricy bottle of wine. We toasted our meal and the girls asked if there was anything else that they could get for us.
“I think we are well set as far as food goes,” Manny replied with an almost sly tinge to it. All three women nodded at once and went to their knees. They then proceeded under the table.
I shot an immediate look to Michael and Manny. Manny just grinned and Michael gave me a pat on the shoulder, so as to indicate that everything was ok. I suddenly felt lips on my dick and tongue on the head of it. I looked down to see the girl that had sat next to me before giving me head. The slurping sounds around the table told me both men were getting a similar treatment.
I’ll be honest that I was of two minds on all of this. On the one hand, I’d been intimate with other women virtually every day that I’d been on this island and at Lila’s insistence. On the other, she wasn’t here, and this was not someone in her household or family. Apparently, my penis wasn’t listening as it was soon at full mast and the young woman was going to town on it.
I looked over and saw Michael and Manny both begin to dig into their steaks, so I figured I may as well. I put some hot sauce on it and started eating. Now I’d had a steak and blowjob before as Lila had done it before on numerous occasions, but this was way different. Michael kept the conversation going as much as possible, but I couldn’t remember what he said with a gun to my head.
Honestly, she didn’t hold a candle to Lila or any of the other women in the household, but I sure wasn’t going to tell her that. The steak was amazing, just melted in my mouth as apparently my dick was doing in this young lady’s mouth. Manny stopped eating to put his hand on the back of his girl’s head. I thought this was too far, but she didn’t object. I was just trying to figure out how he was going to eat a steak with one hand.
Michael was the first ankara prezervatifsiz sikişen escortlar to pop as he let out a groan, emptying his balls into the waitress’s throat. I kept eating and trying to stay normal as much as possible. Manny popped soon after grunting louder then was probably necessary.
“Oooh, fuck yeah!” as he brought his hand back up and resumed eating. This apparently inspired the woman servicing me to up her game, as she started cradling my balls as well as sucking me dry. I noticed and soon could barely hold the fork in my hand. The noise of her suction soon eclipsed whatever conversation was going on with my future family. It wasn’t long before I came in her mouth. I tried to keep it as non-chalant as possible but was very doubtful as to how well I succeeded.
“Now, that’s a fuckin meal!” Manny felt compelled to add. The rest of the meal went more normal, and Michael paid the bill. I have never found out how much he spent, and quite frankly, I don’t wanna know.
We headed out and went to our ultimate destination, Heaven. Manny had been so excited about this that he barely talked of anything else during the week. Pulling up, it looked to me like just a fancy club. Certainly high priced, but nothing that would cause me to lose my shit for a week straight. The valet out front was a woman, which surprised me. She smiled at all of us as we exited the limo. There was a long line out front of people hoping to get in, just like at the steakhouse. In my old days, I would’ve said that we had no chance of getting in; but I figured that Manny had something up his sleeve. Sure enough, both he and Michael ignored the line and went straight to the bouncer who directed us inside to a smiling manager.
“Mr. Archer!” he said with arms stretched out to Michael.
“Hello, Andre!” Michael responded giving the man a hug.
“We’re honored that you chose Heaven for your son-in-law’s bachelor party!”
“Actually,” Michael corrected, “You can thank my son Manny for that. All his idea!” he said with paternal pride. It was then clear to me that Andre actually ran the place.
“Ahh, young Master Archer knows quality!” Andre said addressing his approval toward Manny. He then turned and saw me. “And you must be the groom! Welcome to Heaven and congratulations! Is this your first time here?”
“It is,” I answered.
“Oooh! What a wonderful way to experience us for the first time! You will have to return sometime with your bride!”
“She’d love that,” I replied.
“Well I’m Andre, if you ever need anything or reservations, be sure to ask for me directly. Now Mr. Archer,” he said directing his attention back toward Michael, “we have you all set up in our private suite. I can personally assure you only the best tonight!”
“I’d expect nothing less,” Michael said with a smile.
“Right this way gentleman!” Andre said ushering us inside. Manny damn near ran in while Michael indicated that I go ahead of him. Like most clubs, there was a darkened lobby immediately inside with what looked like a coat check. However above the station, there was a sign that said ‘Clothes Check’.
“Guess you gentleman won’t need that,” Andre said putting a hand on my shoulder. Manny and Michael just chortled. “Let me get you your valet for the evening.”
“Valet?” I asked.
“Yes, Monique will see to everything for you. I can assure you she’s the best we have.” He then spoke into a mic in his cuff, paging Monique to the lobby and informing her that the Archer party was here. Within seconds, a beautiful, nude, dark beauty emerged. If I had to guess, I would’ve pegged her ethnicity at Middle eastern or possibly even Indian. She was all smiles, and she wrapped her arm around Andre’s waist.
“Monique, let me introduce the Archer family, your guests for the evening.”
“No need,” she said walking over toward Michael, “Lovely to meet you, Michael,” she said softly giving him a slight kiss. “Manny,” she said moving onto him with another slight kiss on the lips. She then turned to me with a grin I’d only seen on Lila when her horny meter was off the scale. “And you must be the groom,” she said approaching me. Unlike the others, she laid me with a deep, passionate kiss with her tongue massaging mine like it was at a spa. I was a bit woozy when she broke the kiss.
“Everything is all prepared, gentleman,” she said with absolute confidence of someone who knew their job inside and out and knew that it was done right. She took my hand in hers, “follow me…” she said very subtly, leading me with her. Manny and Michael followed suit.
We entered the main room and at first glance, it looked like a fairly normal club. Music, DJ, and whatnot. I could see a well-stocked bar and attractive women tending to it. There was a dance floor with people moving and grooving to the music. There were really only two differences from a standard club.
For the first part, everyone was nude. The second, I could see the booths and seats around and found several people fucking their brains sincan gece kalan escortlar out. It was also my first experience seeing gay sex with several couples of men either sucking each other or doing some powerful butt fucking. I have to admit that it didn’t turn me off as much as I thought it would and just kept walking.
Monique continued taking us through the club and led us to a staircase off to the side. When we reached the top, she took us down a hallway until we reached the door at the end. Monique then turned, came very close to my face, and looked deep into my eyes.
“Ready?” she said as sultry as possible.
“I doubt it!” Manny said speaking up from behind. I could hear the smile on his face without seeing him. Monique then opened the door.
“Let’s enter.”
With Monique still leading, we stepped into the suite. I saw a full bar in the back, couches and laying platforms all around, chairs that looked like they were specifically made for sex. On the wall, there was a whole array of whips, restraints, and various other sex toys for use.
Oh, and there was also 25-30 beautiful nude women all around the room cheering as we walked in. Manny clapped my shoulders from behind.
“I can now die a happy man!” he declared to anyone listening. Monique smiled as she came to a chair in the center.
“This chair is for you,” she said looking at me. “Whenever you sit in the chair, you have total authority over everyone in the room,” she said smiling and then pointed at Michael and Manny, “this means you as well!”
“Yes, ma’am!” Michael said in agreement with a smile.
“So, if I sit in the chair, I control everything?” Manny said with excitement and glee.
“NO!” Monique said in a sharp admonishment that made me take a step back. “This chair is only for the groom,” she explained walking up to Manny. “You wouldn’t want to be punished for being a bad boy, would you? You wouldn’t want to miss all the fun, right?” She said it in a matronly, but strong manner. My intuition said that if Manny tried to sit in the chair during the night, he may very well miss out on the activities, or wind up in a hole in the desert.
“Come,” she said beckoning her hand toward me, “sit down.” I followed her instructions out of a mix of curiosity, fear, and respectfulness. All the women cheered and clapped as I sat down.
“How about some drinks?” Manny suggested, quickly back in his happy and jubilant mood.
“Master?” Monique asked looking at me for approval of Manny’s request. She really took this seriously.
“Sounds good,” I said, a tad parched myself.
“Would you like to choose their drink or let them make a free choice?” Monique asked.
“Free choice,” I said, not wanting to push this whole master thing too much with my soon to be family. Not yet at least…
Monique directed the boys to the bar while she looked back at me. “All your drinks will be served to you tonight,” she explained. “Pick who you would like to take your first order.”
Suddenly all the women that had been gathered around started trying to get me attention with a mix of pleas, titty shaking, and jumping with their hands up. I saw one girl that looked very similar to Monique with full, pert breasts and a devilish grin. I selected her.
“Excellent choice!” Monique stated. “Sally would’ve been my choice as well.” Sally moved quickly over to me and sat in my lap. My dick was starting to wake up from this.
“What would you like to drink?” Sally asked leaning into me, whispering into my ear.
“White Russian, please,” I replied. She smiled and leaned in again.
“It would be my absolute pleasure,” she said nibbling at me ear as she got up. She was definitely trying to make sure that I noticed her ass as she went to the bar. It worked.
Some of the girls had broken off from the main group to pay attention to Michael and Manny now. They both had a girl on each arm and their hands firmly on their asses. The other girls seemed to be dancing with each other slowly, caressing each other as the music played. My dick was definitely doing some dancing of its own.
Sally then returned promptly, sat back on my lap, getting as close to me as humanly possible.
“Here’s your drink,” she said holding it up for me to sip. I felt like a child, but I took a sip from the drink. “Does it taste good?” she asked giving me another sip. I nodded as I took the sip. “Let me see,” she said as she put her lips to mine and started licking and tasting all around my mouth. Her hand went immediately to my dick and started lightly stroking. All subtlety abandoned.
“Easy,” Monique said softly to both me and Sally as she smiled. “I have another idea.” Monique then stood up and addressed the room.
“Ladies, I think the groom should get a “treatment”, don’t you?” Monique stated. The ladies all cheered.
“Oh fuck yeah!” Manny declared, “Bro, your gonna love this! Watch, Dad!”
Suddenly, all the women converged around me. I felt myself being lifted out of the chair and placed onto one of the raised mats. I figured these girls must be pretty strong. Once I was on the mat, the girls were all around me. It seemed like all their lips and all of their hands were on some part of my body. It was like a sensation overload. I went in-between shutting my eyes to fully experience the sensations to trying to look around and see all this with my own eyes.