despedida de soltera I (mito y realidad)

a friend of my girlfriend was getting married, always when someone gets married it's for kilombo, because they start asking them what happens when we get married, since we've been together for a long time, when we formalize, if we love each other then we have to get married and all that.

After those mini-dramas that everyone must go through, we organized to buy the gift and travel with the purpose of attending my girlfriend's friend's wedding.

Her friend lives in the interior of Buenos Aires province, she's a daughter of an agricultural exporter who has money since her great-great-grandparents and says everything she has is because her ass broke.

Well, her ass is very healthy to justify all the money she has, but we went anyway. The bride paid for us to stay in some cabins for her closest friends over the weekend, so we had a paid vacation.

We loaded up the car with gas, I cursed at the president while begging my credit card to go through. We bought classic nonsense for the trip, bills, cookies, brought mate and set up our playlist to listen to music on the trip.

We arrived, the bride herself received us and showed us the cabin and facilities. She left and I remember.

'At night you (for me) are going with Bautista and you (for my girlfriend) come with me'

While they were laughing together, talking about the bachelor/bachelorette party.

I didn't know the groom well, but it's one of those sacrifices you make so your girlfriend has a good time.

The night arrives, we both put on nice clothes. My girlfriend wore a discreet blue dress, some tights, and some platforms to give her a bit more height.

She went off to find a car full of girls chattering like parrots.

I went where the groom was.

There I found Bautista, what a lame name, and all his friends were taking shots and waiting for one of their friends in charge of the party. from that night.
try to put on the vibe and good every now and then some chascarrillo, there was a game of shots and suddenly the bell rings.
when opening the door ten slutty enter. I don't know how they managed to get 10 such good whores in that small town, surely they imported them from somewhere nearby. well good for them if they could afford the hassle.
in other farewells we used to make a vaquita to pay for a couple of hours with a slut and it hurt. but here no one asked me for a peso and they had ten cats of very good level.
most people there knew each other, like it was hilarious, I tried not to get into kilombo. already got annoyed.
celebrating the dances, games and that nonsense. some little dance some rubbing with clothes but not much more. someone's phone slipped out of a guy who was filming and taking pictures.
the boyfriend laughed and said no, but let himself be rubbed by the whores.
at a certain moment they started undressing
and started taking off Bautista's clothes.
they ended up naked, and the other girls started doing the same
the friends also started taking off their clothes while dancing.
one of the whores, an infernal blonde, started sucking the boyfriend's cock, and others started grabbing the guests' nipples.
a brunette comes where I am and starts dancing with me, winking at me.
she says
come on, come with me, everything is paid for. if not I'll have to grab that fat guy over there
pointing to a chubby guy in the corner with a silly look.
I got very nervous. she didn't waste any time, knelt down and took out my cock from inside my pants and started sucking it.
she wanted to make sure the chubby guy didn't get close.
there I saw another guest in the corner looking for his coat, he was about to leave. sanity invaded me and I broke free from that brunette slut's mouth who savored my cock.
I apologized like a jerk and yelled at that guest who was leaving to wait, I was going out with him. greet the boyfriend with a smile, making a bow for the party that was being sent, and also so he wouldn't think I was a buzzkill and a bore. everything would stay here.

I left with the chabon towards the street, and we were laughing our heads off. He said everything was fine but there was a limit to everything. Some moralistic crosses for us to believe we were better, we said to ourselves.

That chabon was immobile, so he told me come with me to find my jermu, she wrote that it was getting late and she was tired

I offered to take him there, I didn't want to be a buzzkill of my girlfriend, but since I was already there, I sent her a WhatsApp asking if she wanted me to pick her up.

She responded: don't worry, I'll get back on track

I arrived at the casona where the girls were saying their goodbyes. At the door was the woman I had met at Bautista's farewell. I offered to take them to their cabin.

She said she was tired, that the next day would be a long one, the most important day in my girlfriend's life and blah blah blah.

A marriage like those that make you want to beat them up. They were holding hands in the car and I was driving. We arrived at their cabin and they thanked me.

Before leaving, the woman said: if you love her, go find your girlfriend

That made me uneasy. I was heading back to my cabin when those words echoed in my brain, so I turned around and accelerated towards the novia's farewell casona.

I parked a block away. I walked silently. Through a back window I entered that old aristocratic country house.

The music could be heard from everywhere, the laughter and all the commotion of women together.

I arrived at the main salon, where they were all dancing and applauding.

I searched desperately for my girlfriend and saw her. She was sitting timidly, applauding quietly.

I looked around the whole place and saw what I feared. A group of 5 strippers dancing. Muscular men with their prominent bulges dancing and putting on a show. I'm not going to be offended, that's how women say goodbye, and besides I had already let him suck my cock an hour ago.

The strippers start taking off their boxers and slips. The girls go crazy. The hanging pendants are swaying. The guys in their underwear dance with the ladies.

Some scream to seem like party animals but when the stripper gets close they cover their face and say no, showing off their ring.

Until one of them gets brave and gives a black guy a blow job. Another one gets brave and kisses another stripper on the cock. Minutes later the 5 strippers had the cock surrounded by some mouth.

My girlfriend is nervous, it's noticeable. She's a girl like anyone else, a slut with me but reserved. She's not used to showing herself off like that when we go out dancing.

I see her getting nervous. She tries to unconsciously pull down her long dress that keeps going up because she's sitting. She covers up a bit of her cleavage. She wants to disappear.

I had the urge to send her a WhatsApp asking if she wanted me to come get her, but I wanted to wait for her to ask.

Suddenly a blonde guy with a huge cock arrives at her side. Muscular legs and a rock-hard butt. Those booties that women like to look at, bite, and scratch.

Her friends on the side are laughing, she's also laughing nervously. She applauds and gets red-faced, feeling embarrassed.

When he lifts his hands up, he grabs her wrists. She says noooo with her mouth and head looking him in the eyes. She doesn't want to look at that piece.

The stripper takes his hands to her chest and abdomen. He wants her to feel the product of regular gym sessions.

She looks at her friends laughing, this guy is touching her chest and abdominals but at least it seems like she's not interested.

When he follows his hands down to his huge cock, she screams and pulls away her hand. She says with her hands, head, and mouth no no, thank you.

The stripper then moves on to the girl next to her. at the side she doesn't need anyone to motivate her. immediately she grabs with her hands the fallo of the stripper and then after some massages puts it in her mouth like it were oxygen.

my girlfriend looks strange. she looks at detail as that giant cock is going into the mouth of her friend. she becomes serious, her mouth opens slightly. blinks and doesn't take her eyes off the cock of the stripper.

a killing rage enters me, i want to go in and pull her out of there by force and take her to the cabin. but i restrain myself.

she gets up, finally. it was time for her to leave that place. she heads towards my girlfriend and talks about some things, she gives her instructions. she heads towards where i am.

i quickly need to find a place to get out of there. i start walking through those corridors filled with artworks and rooms. i hide behind a sculpture, praying that my girlfriend doesn't pass by here.

she walks and goes towards the corridor, until some stairs. i see her go up. it's been a while since i saw my girlfriend like that, as someone else sees her. with that blue dress going up the effect of her steps on the stairs. her toned legs, even with remnants of the toasted color from summer.

there i felt like going and getting her. while thinking about this, i see the red-haired stripper appear in the corridor...

with his boxer on, i see him looking for something... or someone.

i hope it's not my girlfriend, he opens the doors and approaches me perilously. at that moment, the friend of the party comes out to meet him and says...

up is my friend, make her not leave

what the hell did that mean? the stripper smiles and runs up the stairs, my girlfriend daughter of a slut goes back to her party.

immediately i go after that stupid stripper. clearly i would get punched in the head but it didn't matter to me.

i arrived at the top of the stairs, and in one of the rooms i see the semi-open door.

it was a luxurious room, there my girlfriend and the stripper were.

what are you doing here? my girlfriend said scared

nothing, i think i got lost she said the stripper's son responded 'it'll be better if you come down, I'm not a slut like my friends' my girlfriend argued firmly
the stripper just smiled and said 'don't be afraid, here you can look, touch and do what you want without being judged'
my girlfriend got up laughing saying 'no thanks'
he grabbed her around the waist and led her to him
she put on a serious face and put her hands on his chest trying to separate herself
'what do you want me to feel your muscles, big guy?' my girlfriend shot back
'I want you to feel that I'm big, so you won't get warm' she continued
'just give me five minutes' he said, i won't force you to do anything'
she smiled and stopped struggling 'let's see what you'll do in five minutes?'
he told her to close her eyes and took her hands like at the party
the slut obeyed and smiled
he brought his hands back to his chest, my girlfriend's hands tracing the stripper's chest guided by him
they went down delicately until they reached his abs
she was breathing more heavily each time
her lips turned red hell
her chest rose and fell, she was excited
he got to her boxer
he told her that her fingers should go inside the boxer but only her fingers
she obeyed, her fingers went in sensually above the boxer, making a light pressure downwards
i don't know if she was touching his penis or just rubbing it but this situation was very hot
he said 'don't touch my cock and don't take your fingers out of here'
she just nodded with her head and let out a yes like a moan
he got closer to her
he told her to stand up
she obeyed
she stood there with her heels reaching the stripper's neck
he told her it was time to open her mouth
she opened her mouth slowly
without him saying anything, she approached her mouth to his neck
her open mouth recorried his neck and down to his chest
it's time to bite, he said
and she obeyed, trying to bite his pectorals going down without anyone telling her anything about her abs. she got comfortable and crouched down. I never let go of the stripper's boxer briefs. I never opened my eyes.

I reached the lowest point of her abs, near her boxer briefs. And I saw her open her mouth much wider, I saw her tongue come out, never so long, and I saw that tongue slide in over the boxer briefs, looking for something more down below where you couldn't see.

She didn't respect the rules and went under that boxer all the way to the floor, still with her eyes closed, and I saw her tongue tracing that cock. Those 20 centimeters by 5 diameter.

I opened my eyes and said
'excuse me, but I have to see this cock. if I'm going to suck it, I want to see it. because I want to see this cock that I'm going to eat, and not Agustina's stupid one'
Agustina was the friend who was standing next to us at the party and sucked that cock.

what a mess am I making with these explanations, my girlfriend was there like a slut sucking the stripper's cock, and I was stunned. with a huge fight but didn't know what to do. after all, I had also let myself be sucked off. there was something of guilt. something of compensation. as long as it wasn't being screwed, everything was fine.

my girlfriend was there, kneeling down sucking that cock, like never before in my life. she had never sucked me off like that, well this is clear that my 15 cm were nothing compared to that guy's.

she did it all dressed, her blue dress still on, she was kneeling down with her platforms on. she sucked and sucked, swallowed until she made herself gag. her tongue would come out every now and then to show the stripper was enjoying himself too.

she stopped sucking for a moment and said 'well that's enough, you're all hot and bothered, that's what happens when you make me hot, bye'
she gets up, at that moment he grabs her waist again, lifts up her boxer briefs and with skill pulls her onto the bed, him on top of her, takes care of her two wrists with one hand, and uses the other to tie them up with her boxer briefs.
she was complaining and cursing
the '... He manages to open her legs and she says 'stop, I've finished the game' he responds 'this is just starting' (continues) Author: By RelatorErotico