It's rare to see a party involving a male stripper, a grandmother, mother, and three daughters. Such was the bachelorette party that took place a few days ago.
There were many other ladies present. The youngest were the three daughters, of which the youngest was eighteen. The oldest was the grandmother. And the bachelorette was the oldest daughter.
I started the party, like always, by stripping for the bachelorette. Next, I danced with her mom, followed by her grandmother. The grandmother, a very old lady with a thick Alabama accent, traced her hands all along my body, which drew a lot of laughter from the rest of the girls. The liver spots on her hands made me cringe. Her perverted actions also drew a rare emotion from me: shame. Yes, I actually felt ashamed and violated by the way this old woman was touching me.
The old lady pointed a gnarled hand toward two young girls sitting together. "How 'bout you get my grand-daughters."
I grabbed the first one, a blonde who had money in her bra. I licked around her tits before grabbing the money out with my teeth. She gave me a kiss on the cheek for my efforts.
Her youngest sister was my next target. She was a brunette with an olive tan and was a tall girl, standing at about six feet. Her face betrayed a degree of shyness and timidity that is usually found in teenagers. She covered her face as I thrusted the bulge of my thong into crotch. Next, I straddled atop of her and placed my bulge onto her face. "Now take some pictures," I shouted to the rest of the crowd, which included her mom and grandmother.
I finished the party with candid pictures of any girls who wanted to pose with me. The three daughters volunteered the most, with the youngest finding enough courage to grab my ass in a few.
The girls asked what else I did for a living. I told them that I was an English teacher. The youngest daughter said, "I wish you were my teacher..."
"Which college do you go to?" I asked her.
"Oh, I'll start in the fall. I just graduated high school in May."
"Don't worry, she's eighteen," the grandmother said. "She's legal for ya."
Everyone laughed, causing the young girl to blush and look at the floor. I smiled. Seldom do such things embarrass me anymore. I took off my clothes for many years in front of thousands of women. Not many girls can embarrass me... Except one.
"How 'bout I gather a buncha money and hire ya just for myself, without all these ladies around," the grandmother said. "You can strip for me one on one, sexy."
I have experienced angry cowboys who wanted to beat me to a pulp, jealous boyfriends who wanted to kill me, and possessive girlfriends who stalked me. However, the thought of being alone with this old lady scared me more than any of the above.