Bachelorette Party Scavenger Hunt

Bachelorette Party Scavenger Hunt

My best friend, Jimmy, and I were ending the work week with a beer or two and extra-large pizza, and we noticed the place was extra crowded for some reason.

We noticed several attractive young women wearing pink sashes with "Betty's Bitches" in black across the front. It appeared that a bachelorette party was under way somewhere in the bar.

Just then, two stunning ladies from the bachelorette gathering approached our table. Jimmy's eyes rolled as he took a huge swig of his draft beer.

"Hello fellas, how are you doing this evening?" the lean brunette said with a southern accent.

Her busty blonde friend continued: "Guys, we have a win-win opportunity for both of you. We are a team working to complete multiple challenges of a bachelorette party scavenger hunt, and we could use your help -- from at least one of you!"

Jimmy admitted that his wife had been naughty at her bachelorette party and he would have nothing to do with the scavenger hunt or any challenges. With that, he took another drink.

Me.... being single and always ready for the attention of young attractive ladies.... I eagerly said," What did you have in mind?"

The brunette said she needed to capture a photo of her friend, Bridgette, kissing the ass of a clothed man in the bar. I looked at her, the blond, nodded to Jimmy, and then got out of my chair and bent over for the kiss.

Many of the patrons and our waitress were excited that I was playing along and they stopped to watch, comment and cajole the bachelorettes trying to win the prize -- whatever that was.

The commotion died down, Jimmy and I went back to talking sports and politics and finishing another slice of our pie.

Then, Bridgette and the brunette (her name is Alice) reapproached our table blushing and apologetic.

"Mister, we are in dire need of a willing man who will give us their underwear," said the busty one who kissed my ass. She leaned over a little more and smiled, showing me a great deal of her chest and ample cleavage.

Jimmy was perturbed at the intrusion but smirked at the brazen request. I eyed the young ladies, who I noticed more fully as being very attractive young women I might be interested in dating if the circumstances were conducive.

"Would I have to take off my dress pants and underwear right here at the table, or can I go to the restroom and bring out the boxers to you?"

Alice gave me a hug and smiled big, leveraging her southern drawl: "We can go to the restroom, but the rules are we have to watch you to make sure those are actually your underwear."

I thought for a minute. After two beers, maybe not clearly though.

"OK, let's go," I declared. "I will clear the men's room and you can watch me take off my underwear quickly and have them. I want a kiss for my troubles .... on the lips this time."

The girls pulled me from my chair and dragged me to the restrooms. I went in the men's room -- as filthy as it was -- and it was unoccupied. I called out to Bridgette and Alice to come in quickly, and they did. I kicked off my dress shoes and started to pull my dress pants down, and I noticed Alice had her cell phone positioned to capture me in all my glory.

I stopped, looked at both girls, and said, "I did not know this had to be recorded. I'm not sure I would have done it if I had known."

Bridgette got closer to me in the small restroom, her boobs brushing up against me, and said, "Pretty please!"

I continued taking off my pants, handed them to Bridgette and then stripped off my boxers.

Luckily, I had recently manscaped down there and I must say things were nice and tidy. My eight inches of man meat and dangling balls swung loosely, and I audibly hear the women gasp at the size of my member. I am lucky my parents had good genes.

I reached over to Bridgette for my dress pants, and she withheld them for a minute or two so the girls could get a better look. Alice had the video feature of on her cell phone, so I decided to give them the whole show. I did a 360-degree turn.

Bridgette gave me my pants; I threw the back on and we all departed. The girls escorted me back to the table and gave me juicy kisses on the lips. The ladies perfume and handsy hugs made me light up a bit in the cock department.

Jimmy was laughing his ass off and making fun of me for going through with that daring escapade.

Our waitress and a few other patrons came by and thanked me for helping the bachelorettes, and we went back to our beer, pizza and conversation.

About 10 minutes later, Jimmy's cell phone rang and he was called away to an emergency at home. His 13-year-old daughter had a biking fall and was at the emergency room. He dashed out of the bar and I wished him well.

I had several more slices of pizza and three-quarters of a beer left so I decided to stay and finish them before heading home.

As I took my first bite, Alice and Bridgette reappeared and, without Jimmy's presence, they sat at my table. I asked them if they wanted a beer or another drink. I liked where this might be headed.

Instead, Alice and Bridgette said they had won the bachelorette scavenger hunt -- thanks to my daring underpants sacrifice -- and wanted to invite me back to the private room where they were having the bachelorette gathering. They said the drinks are free and food at their girls' night out party is far better than pizza.

I did not want the flirting to end with Alice and Bridgette, so I settled my bill and headed to the private room with the giddy ladies. I sauntered in and was warmly greeted by a dozen or more young women who could easily have stepped out of Playboy magazine as models.

Alice and Bridgette put their arms around me and said they wanted me to meet everyone. I was in Heaven and the odds were stacked in my favor. Some of the woman there were also stacked.

I was introduced around, and I had the pleasure to meet the breathtaking bride-to-be with her shiny tiara.

Just then, I heard one of the girls on her cell phone say, "Damn it, and there are no replacements? None at all?"

I went to the bar with Bridgette, as I have a thing for cleavage and boobs, and we ordered a fresh fancier draft beer. I wanted to get to know her better.

Alice came over to Bridgette with a hang dog face like her best friend had just abandoned her. I wondered what could be wrong.

My two new lovely friends talked amongst themselves and threw up their arms in disappointment.

"What could be so bad," I said. It is the beginning of a weekend, we are at a party, and you have met a new friend in me."

Both Bridgette and Alice -- and the other women as well -- were distraught, as if they were told they had to leave in five minutes.

That is when Bridgette took me aside, looked me straight in the eyes, pouted a bit and boldly asked, "Do you want to be our knight in shining armor? Do you want to save the night? Do you want us ladies to love you for life?"

I didn't hesitate in confessing, "Yes -- Yes -- Yes... to all of those."

The gorgeous blond leaned in closer, revealing a lot of cleavage, and said, "Our male stripper just cancelled due to sickness and there is no hope for a replacement at this late date. You are the only one who can save the day, and Alice and I have proof that you have the goods our bride to be would die for."

Bridgette, Alice and her lady friends had no idea I worked professionally as a male stripper and tonight was my night off.

I gave them the show of the century, Full Monty, and made their wildest fantasies come true.

I always have music sets on my cell phone for just these impromptu occasions and had no G-string or thong on since the bachelorettes took my boxers earlier. I made up for the poor "reveal" by posing for the ladies once I was nude and doing windmills, push-ups, jumping jacks and giving each girl some alone time with me in my birthday suit.

The bride-to-be Betty was a tantalizing blue-eyed, redheaded minx who did not hesitate to grope, suck on and stroke my erect cock and take a full facial as he best girlfriends looked on and recorded it.

For a free show, I earned a lot of goodwill and dozens of beautiful friends who are now my greatest fans. I have danced many times for these girls at other "ladies only" gatherings.

And I finally got my chance with Bridgette, and we are dating steadily right now.