The hen’s party

My best friend Amy was getting married. She was 23yo, same as me, and we had been best friends for ages. Of course a hen’s night was in order. I envisaged sitting around chatting, maybe some music playing and a few drinks. Unfortunately the job of organising this was handed to her older sister June. June was 26yo, married and had always been a rebel. I was sure she had slept around and she and her husband were into all sorts of weird stuff according to Amy. They tried to get her and I involved but we resisted. June made it quite plain she blamed me for her sister’s reluctance.

The night of the party things were pretty ordinary at first. Lots of jokes flying and loud music. The wine seemed to be endless. There were maybe 20 of us. Some I knew and some were June’s friends. I guess that was to build up the numbers. June seemed to always filling my glass and whenever I said no she would say “it is a celebration for Amy”. This made it very hard to resist. About 10pm June announced that she had hired dancers. Dancers? No they were strippers. By this time we were all pretty merry so lots of cheers and screams let out as these guys gradually stripped down to just a G-string and big smiles.

There were three of them. All I would describe as hunks. I am sure June had had fun choosing them. They walked around the room hugging and kissing everyone. One had his G-string pulled down by June and I was most impressed. Not only a hunk but hung. He came up to me and everyone started to shout “grab his cock”. I guess I was getting drunk and I did. Lots of cheering followed. The other two guys also pulled down their G-strings and got molested which they seemed to enjoy. The crowd was thinning out and June again handed me a drink. Again I said I had had enough but she insisted. “You are such a prude” she said “I bet you are still a virgin”. I laughed and said I wasn’t and I downed the drink in one gulp.

It was maybe 5 minutes later I began to feel funny. I thought I had better head home. By this time there were just a few stragglers left. I went looking for Amy to say goodnight but she wasn’t in the room. “Oh she is in that little room over there” said June pointing. I sort of swayed as I walked to the room and looked in. What I saw both shocked me but made my pussy twitch. Amy was lying on a table on her back and one of the stripped was fucking her. Amy was moaning and it sounded like she was enjoying it. “Yes big boy” she screamed and obviously had an orgasm. I turned and June was standing there with a big smile. The bitch had set her up. The problem was it was turning me on.

I walked past June and the other two guys were standing there.