Bachelorette party strip club – gangbanged next to daughter backstage
This happened some years ago and I have never told a soul. I don’t want to give exact details but I was over 50 at the time and my daughter was in her mid 20s. During the day our bachelorette party group went to a spa and then out for dinner and drinks, and finally then to a male strip show. We were already a good deal tipsy by the time we got there. The show was wild – I never would have imagined seeing all those women screaming and touching men in public.
Near the end as they got off the stage and were going around the crowd for tips they came up to where our group was sitting. Two strippers went up to my daughter and everyone in our group was cheering. Someone gave her some dollar bills which she slipped into each of their thongs, then they moved down the group and everyone in our group at least touched their bodies, and a couple women touched their penises. For myself, I just put my hand on one of their abs briefly and then stopped, after which he took my hand and made a big show of doing a gentlemanly kiss on the hand before they moved on to a different table.
A few minutes later two other strippers then came up and asked if we wanted to do shots and a couple women including me and my daughter agreed, and I bought the shots while they sat with us. Afterwards they started saying the bachelorette needed a private dance and all the girls started cheering. I started getting a little uneasy and I said “no no” a couple times, then one of them asked, “Is this mom?” and all the girls screamed yes, and he said, “Mom needs to come chaperone!”
Somehow in my mind this made perfect sense since I would be there to supervise, as if it was a middle school dance. So I took his hand and we both walked backstage with them. They took us into what looked like a manger’s office. There was a desk with a computer and a couple chairs, and a couch. As we were going into the room, the one I was walking with squeezed my butt, and it turned me on so much. One of them took a bottle out of a cabinet and poured some more shots while the other turned some music on. I remember the first song was Aerosmith’s “Don’t want to miss a thing.”
They had us each sit in chairs next to each other and started dancing. The thongs came off and I started touching his body and penis. At one point the other guy picked up my daughter and she wrapped her legs around him and they started making out. I kept looking at them and my guy put his hand on my chin and turned my face back to him forcing me to make eye contact. He was staring at me so intensely and I felt myself melting and we started making out too. He was touching me all over, sliding his hand down my shirt and feeling my breasts.
Then there was a little knock on the door and I froze, and one of the guys asked who it was, and the person said a name, and he replied that it was open. A third guy came in the room and closed the door behind him, then made a beeline straight for my daughter. He said something like “hello beautiful” and went in to kiss her. She kissed him right back with no hesitation and then they both the men just started going at her. Hands down her shirt, hands up her skirt, taking turns kissing her, thrusting their dicks in her face.
My guy turned my whole chair so I was facing the other way and couldn’t look at them, and gently pulled my head toward his penis. My head was spinning and I started sucking him. I could hear my daughter starting to moan, and I know this sounds crazy but that set me off and I just let myself go, to let whatever happens happen. I remember hearing her moaning louder, and I turned around to look again and she was bent over the desk with her skirt flipped up getting fucked.
Things kind of become a blur at this point, but next thing I remember getting fucked on my back on the couch and cumming so many times before he came inside me. I remember them all switching spots and a new cock in my mouth or pussy every couple minutes. I remember being asked how my daughter’s pussy tasted while I was sucking her juices off a cock. I remember them bending us over either side of the desk and making us look at each other while they were fucking us, and her face scrunching up and and body going stiff when she came. I remember one of the strippers telling my daughter “I hope your fiancé looks like me,” before cumming inside her. I remember them picking both of us up and doing that position where they carry you and you are face to face with the man. Most of all I remember my daughter’s moans and wails. I don’t know why but that is the part I think about most to this day whenever I remember it and it turns me on so much.
As we were finishing up one of the guys said he would wait outside the door till we were ready to go back and the other two left. They gave us some towels and I tried to clean up and fix my hair. When we got back to our party the place looked like it had mostly emptied out, and a couple of our girls were gone. They told us those girls had left and gone home while we were in there. No one said a word or asked what happened, but when I looked at my phone I saw we had been back there for 45 minutes, and I could tell everyone knew but no one said anything. Then we all went home. A couple days later my daughter called me and wanted to talk about it and I just said “I have no idea what you are talking about,” and then she said ok, and that was it.