As I was processing all of these thoughts, probably somewhat slowly given my own level of intoxication, I saw Rachel’s hand reach out and, before I knew it, she had grasped my cock over my underwear and begun to stroke it gently. Waves of pleasure coursed through me. I was beyond turned on. It felt so good that I didn’t want to pull away, and I wasn’t even certain she wanted me to. So I just stood there, swaying with the music, and let her continue. For how long, I’m not certain, but eventually it occurred to me that I had to do something. Reluctantly, I pulled away, as I had with Syd, and waved my finger at Rachel admonishingly. She seemed surprised and even a little disappointed for a moment. It was as if she had momentarily forgotten where we were, but the wagging of my finger had brought her back to reality. Her friends were all looking at her, smiling and laughing, and she immediately looked a little sheepish and embarrassed.
I retreated back to the center of the room, still dancing but out of grabbing range of any of the girls. It was then that Nicole yelled, “oh god just take it off please! I’ve gotta see it.” Syd and Maya laughed at that and hooted in agreement. Rachel still looked a little disoriented but smiled as her friends laughed.
When I had played it out in my head in the days leading up to this, I had imagined that I would get a couple of more songs into the playlist before being completely naked, but I didn’t really see the point in delaying the inevitable. So I acquiesced. As seductively as I could, I reached for the edges of my underwear, waited a couple of beats as I swayed my hips to the music, and then pulled them completely off, letting them drop to the floor.
All of the girls — Rachel included — gasped at the sight of my freed cock, in all of its glory. And I have to say, this was as glorious as it had ever looked. It was bigger and harder than I even knew it was capable of getting, and it stood at full attention. You could have hung a coat on it. Maya, normally the quiet type, said “oh my god… I didn’t know they got that big.”
Nicole laughed and said “Rachel, you’re such a lucky girl.”
Thankfully, I was wearing a mask so no one could see the momentary look of panic on my face as I wondered if Nicole knew it was me. Rachel, however, was not wearing a mask and had a similar look on her face. Thankfully, Nicole continued, “your first stripper and you get this guy? Trust me they are not all hung like this. Good lord.”
Rachel’s face quickly transitioned from a look of panic to one of understanding and she smiled and laughed. Just about then, Private Dancer ended and a new song began. It was another one of the songs from the Magic Mike soundtrack. As I resumed dancing, my cock flopping around with every movement, it occurred to me that I didn’t know what my exit strategy was here. There were a lot of songs left on the playlist, but now that I was completely naked, how long did they expect me to continue dancing? How long could this continue without becoming monotonous and awkward?
As it turns out, those concerns were unfounded.
Not wanting to just stand in one place, I began working my way around the room again. This time I started by approaching Maya, who I figured was the least likely to cause any trouble. Like the others, she was clearly very intoxicated, but she behaved herself. She just seemed transfixed, almost hypnotized, by my cock; her eyes were locked on it the whole time. As I danced in front of her, I couldn’t help but notice the view. Her blouse was extremely low cut, the kind where the split began almost below the breast level and you could see some amount of “side boob” even under normal conditions. But I was standing right above her, and she was completely oblivious to the view she was giving me. I could see straight down her shirt, including almost the entirety of her right breast, nipple and all; she was not wearing a bra. It was incredible.
When I couldn’t justify standing there any longer, I moved on to Nicole with some amount of trepidation. That trepidation turned out to be justified. Nicole had a look on her face not unlike the one I recognized on Rachel’s a few minutes earlier. She seemed very turned on. Within seconds of me dancing in front of her, she couldn’t control herself. She reached out and grasped my cock with one hand and gently cupped my balls with the other. She began stroking my cock with the skill of someone who’d had a lot of practice. It was an incredible sensation. By that point, I was beyond turned on. I immediately looked to my right to see how Rachel was reacting. She had that same horny look she’d had before, but again did not make eye contact with me and did nothing to indicate that she wanted me to pull away. I had no idea what to make of that. Every part of me wanted to let Nicole continue what she was doing, but eventually, using every ounce of my will power, I pulled away. I can’t even remember if I followed up with the finger wag or whether I just moved on.
Rachel was the next up, so I moved back in front of her. My mind was reeling by this point and I really didn’t know what she wanted me to do. I was rapidly losing any ability to think clearly, and I’m pretty sure Rachel was in the same boat. I was in front of her for no more than 10-15 seconds before her hand was out again. Like Nicole a moment before, she grasped my cock with her right hand but with the other she grabbed my ass. She began to stroke my cock. I was in absolute heaven and was beyond the point of trying to figure out what to do next, especially with Syd being next in line. So I just stood there, swaying slightly to the rhythm of the song, letting her stroke me. I was almost in a trance myself and had stopped paying attention to anything other than what my fiancee was doing to me.
Vaguely, via my peripheral vision, I was aware that there was some movement. Someone had gotten up from their seat and moved across the room, but it wasn’t until Syd came up behind Rachel that I realized it was her. I have no idea how long Rachel had been stroking my cock at that point, but it was certainly much longer than I had allowed Nicole to do it. When Syd appeared behind the couch, I was startled out of my trance, but Rachel wasn’t; she had no idea Syd was there.
At that point I saw what Syd had in her hand. She had grabbed a red can of whipped cream from the kitchenette area. Before I had time to really process what was happening, she leaned over Rachel’s back, startling her and causing her to withdraw her hand in confusion. Syd reached out toward my cock and pressed down on the tip of the can. A jet of whipped cream shot out and landed on the upper shaft of my cock, creating a line of whipped cream extending up to the tip. Syd smiled and said, “time for dessert, Rachel!”
Nicole hollered in amusement and Maya gasped. Rachel went wide eyed with shock and just stared at my cock. There were about five long seconds where I wasn’t sure what was going to happen and wondered if I needed to back away and put a stop to everything. But before I had time to complete my thought process, Rachel leaned in, put both of her hands on the base of my cock, and began to lick the whipped cream off of the tip. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was unbelievably turned on. Every time her tongue touched my cock, powerful waves of pleasure coursed through me.