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Some of this is real.

I ran into her at the whole foods, looking sexy in her up scale post yoga, cross fit luulemons-spandex-hot shorts. She got my attention. midriff bare. booty shorts. I started to chub.

I'd been lifting for after a season of competitive sports and lifting. For the first time in my life I was building my upper body. It did not help that I had been dead lifting. Deadlifts make me horny. Or that I was wearing boxers - post dead lift.... I probably had a cub on show. Maybe not, but she appreciated that I was fit.

Doubt me? After some social politeness she mentioned that a vaguely mutual fried was getting engaged. She gave me a look up and down. From my pecs. Broad shoulders. Post lift cock sitting in boxers in tan shots. Did that look, linger?

Did I know anyone who might want to dance for the bachelorette party?


Bye. Followed by a kiss on the lips, my slow self chubbed up thinking about this. Hanging, plumped, dancing, with women watching on. Who would not say no?
 
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OK, I had doubts? Dancing? Performing? What did I know?

I knew she was hot. Kinda knew that women liked a rope over a string.
I knew that fucking a woman could feel good. Feeling her open over me. Easing my way in.

Who wants to cause pain? My dick is hard. She feels good. She should enjoy too. My last ex found me too much. And dancing? In front of women? Entertaining a bachelorette party?

Um.....

I declined. But found the idea hot
 
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I was going to do an edit but I took too long.
Lesson learned?
 

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I can understand the mixed emotions. I was asked to model naked for a live drawing class in my 20`s. Scared the shit out of me on one level and yet titilated me like crazy on another. I know I would have been hard in a minute or less. I used to find even being naked erotic. Part of me wanted to be an exhibitionist, but the far larger part of me would have been mortified and embarrassed at my inability to maintain any decorum what so ever. Still a bit of a fantasy for me though, I have to say!
 
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That night. The idea came up in my dreams. Many women seeing me strip. Being on display. My mind brain found this hot. I woke up hard.

As I jacked off in the shower my mind was racing. Why not? She wants to have a man put on a show. It could be me. She asked me. I could show off.

I let my other hand wander. Between lifting and sports I'd filled out. Wide shoulders. Pecs. My last FB commented how she liked my abs.

I'm hot. Why not show off? Maybe I can do this. Bring some fun to the party.
 
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Right now its planted firmly in the beginning. I'm going to ride the muse and see where it goes. Hopefully short pieces inspired by real events (think movie) that tie into a story - getting longer as I figure out the voice. First time writing something like this.
 
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I had decided to do it. I sent a text to my friend organizing the party
Me: I'll do it.
Sue:You'll strip?
Me: It would be fun
(Give me credit here. I did not say: My cock tells me to.)
Sue: Really?
Me: I'd enjoy putting on a show
Sue: Are you free next Friday?
Me: I will be
Sue: Have you ever done this before?
Me: No
Sue: Know how to strip?
Me: Ummm
Sue: I'm going to send over a friend to help you out
Me: ?
Sue: You need to know how to move. She'll help you out
(You mean blood has to go to my brain too???)
Me: OK
 
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?I'd not heard from the friend. When and what is going down?
 
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A text arrived
Unkown: Its Mandy. Sue said you are stripping for us and I need to teach you how to move. Can you be free tomorrow after dinner? Give me your address. I'll be there at 7

I was nervous. Who is Mandy? Is she hot? I have no clue what I'm doing.

I was horny. I'm going to strip for a room of women. They enjoy me as a sex object. They will enjoy it and be uncomfortable. I could feel myself chubbing up. Thankfully my dick won


Me: 1234 Peachtree place. See you then
What am I doing? I've never stripped. But my loins were talking. I'm stripping for women. I'm hot.

Mandy:
Have some sexy briefs and music picked out. I want to see you dance

Ummm. What???
Me: Ok

I should have been thinking about the task at hand. Music? Dancing? This is getting real. I'm going to be on show for a room of women. This rocks. Instead my dick was getting hard and I had to please it
 
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Sitting naked in front of the computer I was thinking.
Music. What do I dance to?

Well one head was thinking. The other wanking too. My dick lubed. Fingers slowly running up along the length.
Who says guys can't multi task?

Start off with something to get attention. What's that Song from Ferris Bueller?
Oh yeah -
It has a beat. I can move to that. It should break the ice.

I need another. Whats that "ride my pony" song? I found it and put it on.
My dick got harder. I started to pick up the pace a little.

There was that brunette who said "This will be fun. You're part donkey" then took me in her mouth for a long slow blowjob.

There was that cute blond who called me "Bad horsey" when I'd tease her. Rubbing my head on her lips. Tapping her clit. Maybe only sliding in my head to work her G-spot. I worked my hand along the piercing in my cock head. Remembering how good her g-spot felt against those metal balls. Her wrapping her legs around my ass to get me deep. Staying there. Nudging. Till she came. Repeating till she came again. Calling me "Bad horsey" if I started to tease again.

That song will work. I'll be hard.

A text. Shit, I'd been at it for 45 min?? (Well watching some porn too). My dick was purple. Oozing. Using both hands I pushed my self over the edge. Spurt after spurt.

Music sorted. This will be fun. And I was still mostly hard.
 
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After dinner I was waiting... excited...nervous. I'm ready to dance, where is she? Music's good. I'm rocking the button down shirt, jeans, jacket and bow tie. I'm ready...

Ding. Doorbell. I'm on.

The woman eyes me up and down, hugs, and presses into me. Saying something like "You are dressed nice. Built. Sue chose well."

She hot. The yoga tights make it clear she lifts. Spaghetti top shows off her shoulders, breasts, and nipples. Is she aroused too? I can feel myself chubbing in my boxer briefs.

"Let's see you dance"

That brought me back. After "Want some wine or water?" - Water, really?- and other social politeness, we went to the basement. I did not have enough music picked out.

(music not handled)

After some tweaks it was time for the dry run.
I did not make it through the first song. Too rushed. Not smooth. Take it from the top.

This time I got further before Mandy called a halt. She sat me down and restarted the music.
"You are dancing like this." and demonstrated. It was a mess. Jerky. No tease. At least there was rhythm.

"Sit. Watch."
She restarted the music, moving much slower. "You rushed. Tease." as she lifted her shirt. And let it back down. "Show off." As she smoothly moved her hips. Twisting. Moving against me. Still clothed into the second song. I don't know where she got it, but she could dance.

We worked through it. Maybe it's basic choreography. What. When. Time to the beat. My moves slowed down... I was able to take off my jacket, unbutton the top buttons on my pants, my shirt, work through the play list. When she said "Its getting late. I want to see a full run. Remember you command our attention."

I went for it. Dancing for her. Giving attention to the empty chairs. Remember bride's seat. My jacket was off, with shirt unbuttoned at the end of "Oh yeah". Shirt off. Slowly unbutton jeans. Try to step out gracefully. Give all the women time. Shirt off.

Expose cock at "..my pony". Make sure to present for the bride. Be sensuous. Naked. Exposed. Let other's see...
"Stop"

I stopped facing Mandy playing the bride.
"No keep moving"

As I picked back up, her hand reached out. Closing around my cock, moving with me. Stroking my shaft. My head experimentally. More as I got hard. her hands were roaming my cock, abs, and butt.
"You are better than Dieter, but whats with these?" (Who is Dieter??) She had me hard. Her hand working the balls in my cock head piercing. Moving my hips back, I grabbed the base of my hardened cock, and slid between her opened tights clad legs. Bouncing my pierced cock head off what I hoped was her clit, I said "They help me fuck".

I could feel her wetness through the tights and pressed in a little more. She was warm. Hot. I could feel her wet on my head. We both moaned. Enjoying each other.

She closed up shop. Closed her legs. Stood up. Headed for the door.
"Practice. I need to see you move better before next Friday. Work on the timing." And left. Leaving the outside door open.

What? Do I close the door behind her naked and hard? (yes)
 
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I was masturbating for relief when a text arrived

Mandy: Sorry stud, you were getting to me.
Mandy: What are you doing now?

Pause. She bolted and left the literal door open. How I want to deal with her?
The brutal truth of not giving a fuck

Me: Jacking off in the shower
Pause
Mandy: Send a pic

My dick got harder. Why not? I've got it. Flaunt it. Maybe I can get to her
I took a couple pics and sent the best. Dick hard. Plenty showing on either side of my hand.

Mandy: :heart::heart::heart:
Mandy: Keep practicing dancing. The bride's going to enjoy you
Me: ?
Mandy: She can be a little wild.
Mandy: Night stud. Take care of that (eggplant emoji)

What was I in for?

I erupted.

How much longer before I got my dick deep in pussy?
 
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Over the next couple days I was practicing my routine. Slowing down. Getting more sensual. Timing to the music.

My dreams were worth it alone. Dreaming about women pressing into me. Looking at me feeling my hard on.

I bummed a couple viagra off a friend so I could make sure I put on a complete show.

Sue: Mandy and I are hanging out.
Sue: She says you can move
Sue: Can you come by for a *dress* rehearsal?

Dress rehearsal right. There's something else going on. Maybe she's worried. Maybe she's horny

Me: OK
Sue: Bring your outfit and your playlist
Me: I'll be by in an hour

Better trim up down below. Shower. Prep
Scruffy beard. A pin striped dress shirt.
6' 195. Broad shoulders and barrel chest.
That shirt shows my pecs and traps
Black suit jacket.
And a black hat. Think cowboy hat

They will want some bulge in my jeans. But not full hard. They will want to see me grow to full attention. A thick 7.5" mast. Lets try 1/4 a viagra.

I was ready. With a mix of nerves and horny on the drive over.

Sue answered the door with a hug. Pressing herself into me. She felt good. Taking a step back and looking me over.
"Nice jacket. You look good"

Sue did too. 5' 8" Tight stripped leggings showed offer her ass. And her mound with a hint of camel toe. She lifted and I could see her quads moving as she walked. A belly button top that showed off her shoulders. A single strap on the back. Some side boob. Probably no bra.
Being suave I said "That’s an awesome outfit." I’m sure she swayed more as she walked away.

Turns out Mandy and Sue met at the gym. Sue cross fitting. Mandy more power lifting. After our last session Mandy was a little shy. Only 5' 2". She looked like she could be Slavic in heritage. She reached up to hug me. Looking good in a spaghetti top and a short skirt.

Something smelled good too. Other than the two women. Something in the oven?

After pleasantries. Thanks for coming over. Can I hang out for dinner after? Sue explained how the room was going to be set up. She'd start the music. Copied the play list.

Bride here. Chairs arranged in an L shape to match the sofa at the other place. Once a woman touches me I could too. Keep them seated. Mandy would play the bride. Spend time with the empty seats.

Sue slapped my ass saying "Git out there. Come in to the music"
Mandy said "Show us what you got"

Out of the room. Waiting. Music. Hat on. The opening beats. I strutted out to "Oh yeah". Straight up to the bride. Reaching past her to put one arm on the chair behind her. Moving with the music. Mandy gasped a little.

I moved away to own the center of the space. Letting my hips move. Teasing what might be below the jacket. Unbuttoning a couple buttons on my shirt as I moved over to dance to one of the empty chairs that would contain one of the bride’s friends on Friday.

Turning back to the bride I unbuttoned another couple buttons on the shirt and slid my hand under to tweak a nipple. I danced in to invade her space. Not touching. My legs on either side of hers. She could smell me. Probably feel my breath by her neck. Back to center. I started removing the jacket but put it back on as I moved towards Sue. Unbuttoning a couple buttons on my jeans.

I put both hands on her chair. Dancing for her. She reached out with one hand to feel my stomach. Reaching towards my pec. Too long, it was time to pull away. Brushing one hand over her shoulder. First song wrapping up. Jacket off. Thrown to the side.

Dance for another guest. Move to middle. Untuck shirt. Unbutton a couple buttons and slide shirt over a shoulder to show some muscle and show off a pec. Tweaking my nipple again. Give some time to a couple more empty chairs. Before dancing for the bride. Rubbing my but on her leg. Turning around. Asking her to unbutton the top button on my jeans.

Shyly Mandy reached out. Ran a hand up my legs as I danced. Grazing my bulge and popped the button. Her hand exploring my happy trail. Confident my jeans were tight enough, and buttoned enough they would not fall down. I let my hands slide along her legs as I pulled away.

I moved back to the middle. Moving my hips and owning it as I removed my shirt. Making sure to show off my back.

Its moving slower than practice. I’ll need to add another song. Lets speed this up a little. Moving back to Sue I unbuttoned my jeans. Putting my hands next to her shoulders. One lightly running along her arm. After dancing a little I reached for her hands and asked in a low voice “Do you want to pull my jeans down?” I don’t know a way to get out of tight jeans, dancing, sexily. But I’m betting, at the party, there will be a woman who can. Sue was game. Rubbing my ass and cock as she did so. It felt like precum had started to leak. I moved away to finish stepping out of them.

My cock was not fully hard. It was straining in these thin white briefs that hugged my ass. The pounch that presented my cock was too small. They would be translucent if damp from sweat or precum. After they had a glimpse at my cock I pulled my hat over my front and spun around to show off my ass.

“My pony” was starting. Time check – I need to add two songs. I spun around and danced to “the bride” hat over cock. As I got close I put it back on and started to rub on her legs. Her hands were roaming so I asked her ”Want to pull down my briefs?” Instead she freed my cock roaming my shaft and head. I hardened instantly as she reached in to feel my nuts. I stepped out of my stripper briefs in front of her. As I moved back in she guided my cock along her legs. Under her skirt. She felt good. My head hit something warm, soft, and wet.

“Enough.” The music stopped. Sue was calling a halt. Crap. She handed me a bathrobe that I put on. While white it was for some one shorter and slighter than I. It showed off my legs and chest and my erection slipped out the front. Awkward. “After dancing would you mind hanging around, posing for some pictures, giving out some drinks, and helping with some gag gifts?”

“Sure” I said. “Whats involved?”

Sue hugged me. This time pressing into my erection, saying “You are a life saver. She wants an after party. They’ve been ongoing, each a little more daring.” With some fire in her eyes she said “You will help me win. Come to the kitchen. I need to clone your dick.”

My mouth must have gaped. She reached to my rock hard cock and started stroking. She said “I bet you will end up fucking the bride. Would you like to leave her a toy to enjoy after the party?”

Her hands wandering. My dick throbbing. Imagining a woman coming on me, again and again, remembering a night of fun. There was only one answer. “Yes.”

We went to the kitchen. Sue said “This will be about 10 minutes.” and to Mandy “Keep him hard. Don’t let him come.” Mandy dropped to her knees, slowly blowing me.

10 minutes later. Bathrobe open. My now harder cock was stuck into this gelatinous sludge. I needed to stay hard for a few minutes. The women were helping by rubbing my nipples and nuts. Sue was biting my ears and neck. Beep beep beep, the alarm went off. “Now soften”

Really Sue? Cocks don’t work that way. I was horny. I had to pull out this cast and yy head and piercing are larger than my shaft. It was a struggle to get out. It took a while and took a thin long flat kitchen implement. Don’t ask

Sue looked in, inspecting it. “Looks good.” After looking at my crotch she said “Go get cleaned up. Shower’s down the hall by the guest bedroom.”

The water felt good. So did the soap on my dick. I had just started to stroke when the shower door opened. Mandy entered. Naked. She looked good. Toned. A-B cups. Perked nipples. Muscle moving. She grabbed my dick saying “Let me help.” She made sure I was clean with some soap and fondling. I spun her around. Cock pressed against her back. Fingers rubbing her pussy lips. Exploring up to her breasts. She was moaning as was I. She asked “Are you clean? When where you last tested?” Yes. Recently. Both of us.

She turned off the shower. Handed me a towel. After we dried off she led me by my cock to Sue’s bed room. Pushing me to the bed.

She looked at me earnestly. “I’ve got to try you. You are big. I am tight. Let me ride.” And straddled me.

She pushed against me. I did not enter. She tried again. I slid off. She reached by holding my shaft and...slowly...my head slid in. She felt good. Maybe the warmest pussy I've been in.

She pushed again. I slid in further. Moaning. She was so soft. So tight.

She slid down further. Biting her lip. Eyes closed. Still.

Finally, after a pleasurable eternity, I was all in. I could feel her clit against my hips. Her pussy slowly relaxing over my cock. She felt so good. I reached up to her hips and started slowly letting my hands roam.

She started to grind a little. Moaning. Whimpering. Followed by "So much better" I had a deep gutteral purr going as she moved on me. And started moving my hips a little. Her moans got louder followed by a "So good"

I have no idea how long we fucked when voice said "Amanda!"

I looked to see Sue standing in the door. Mandy moaned and said "He can fuck." Not being cock blocked again. I pushed deep and tweaked Sue's clit pushing her over the edge. Sue clamped down tighter setting me off. After the dancing, the molding, stretching Mandy over my cock, I was backed up. I came hard. Twitching. Moaning. Whimpering. Mandy was clenching on my cock. She could fuck too

Sue got to watch her friends cumming in her bed.
 
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I finished spasaming. Mandy stopped clenching. Wetness poured onto me when she slid off me saying “I’m too sensitive.” Sue again said “Amanda!” Looking at me, my wet cock still mostly hard, she said “Get cleaned up. Get dressed” She looked pissed.

After a quick shower and finding my clothes. I saw Sue. Awkward. Sue said “I’m ok with what happened. Can I offer you a rain check on dinner? Mandy and I need to talk”

Me: “I’d like that”

She looked me over again saying, “Mandy got you ready for Friday. Add a couple songs and go commando. Plan on spending the night” She hugged me, pressing herself against me. Kissing my lips. Closing with “I will get you back for that wet spot on my bed.” Her hand pulling my hips harder into her.
 

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I finished spasaming. Mandy stopped clenching. Wetness poured onto me when she slid off me saying “I’m too sensitive.” Sue again said “Amanda!” Looking at me, my wet cock still mostly hard, she said “Get cleaned up. Get dressed” She looked pissed.

After a quick shower and finding my clothes. I saw Sue. Awkward. Sue said “I’m ok with what happened. Can I offer you a rain check on dinner? Mandy and I need to talk”

Me: “I’d like that”

She looked me over again saying, “Mandy got you ready for Friday. Add a couple songs and go commando. Plan on spending the night” She hugged me, pressing herself against me. Kissing my lips. Closing with “I will get you back for that wet spot on my bed.” Her hand pulling my hips harder into her.
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