MY BACHELORETTE PARTY
My bachelorette party in my work, back in Argentina. I used to work in a little factory in a small office.
The party was held in a lunch room, witch have just one door.
The long table seat 20 people, all of them men. When I got there they received me with a big applause.
They seated me at the head of the table opposite to the door, where the big blackboard was.
Latter I realized this was not casual.
The lunch was pretty normal, just some hot questions about my plans for my honey moon, some dirty jokes about newlyweds, etc.
The wine runs quite a lot and we were having a fabulous time, even tough I had tingles in my stomach knowing they had something planned to do to me, and by the end of the lunch I would be a mess.
I decided to play along with whatever they wanted to do to me. They were a great group of people and we worked together for more than 8 years. I should mention that I used to be a lover of J. C. and A. at different times during those years before meeting my husband.
After the desert and coffee...the show started.
I was requested to draw a male body in the blackboard complete with sexual organs included.
I was trembling, but I did it. When I was drawing the cock many eggs landed in my body.
They said, don't forget the balls!!!
Then A. and J. C. grab me by my arms and crushed many eggs in my head.
I was yelling ? noooo please!!! but of course no one stop the best part of the fun, right?
Many co-workers come over too with more eggs, I could not escape, that's why they sit me in the opposite side of the door.
Later I find out they used 36 eggs.
Then... flour all over my body, many hands where massaging my head to make sure the mess in my hair were complete, so my humiliation.
Many pictures where taken in the meantime my torment was taking place. My mini skirt and my shirt were unrecognizable. I said ? nooo I have to travel with this clothes!!! J. C. ? don't worry, we wash you.... (smiling)
Said this, many of my friends grab, 2 litre pop soda, sake it and ?washed me?, of course, it was worst.
Then they bend me over the table and one by one slap my bumps while heading back to work, such a farewell I thought.
All of them leave laughing but 3, J. C, A and Rodolfo, the one who organized the happy event. (devious mind)
Rodolfo told me they would clean me up. Took me by my arms to a big janitor room, on the way there J. C. kisses me and fondled me (this made me very wet, so to speak.)
In the room Rodolfo got the hose and J. C. said it would be better if I undress completely.
I complied, fool of me, after they hosed me all over I could not find my clothes, of course, part of the joke.
As soon as I was naked, I look deep in the eyes of J. C. He kisses me again but push my shoulders down, I was not an innocent girl, I started sucking his cock, soon enough A. and Rodolfo offer me their members. Due to the wine or a high level of horniness I didn't think it twice, blow job times 3.
They cum all over my face and hair, messing me even more, then they hose me one more time, witch was not enough, again part of the day activities.
Since they took away my clothes I had to remain naked for the rest of the day, with my hair and face completely messed up.
Everyone of the employees did come for some stupid reason every once in a while, just to laugh at my nakedness and took some pics. They never knew about the blow jobs, that was private.
I was horny as hell, but hey, that was supposed to be my last day of freedom before the big day.
Everybody in the factory had a big smile, even me. (may be, due to the wine?)
It was wonderful, a great day for everyone.
At 5 PM, my time to leave. They call me to the back of the factory, when I got there, they had formed in two lines of 10, making a tunnel, I had to walk through to get my clothes at the very back of the warehouse.
I didn't wanted to pass through, but they told me that it would be worse otherwise.
I started walking slowly, they were clapping, I got some touching here and there, just as jokes. We were all laughing, of course, more pictures.
I reached the end of the warehouse dressed in my dirty and humid clothes and leave with a huge ovation from my co-workers and the best wishes.
I left the factory, the weather was hot and I had a great time.
My husband never knew the whole history.
Please send me your comments
Slutsil@yahoo.ca
My bachelorette party in my work, back in Argentina. I used to work in a little factory in a small office.
The party was held in a lunch room, witch have just one door.
The long table seat 20 people, all of them men. When I got there they received me with a big applause.
They seated me at the head of the table opposite to the door, where the big blackboard was.
Latter I realized this was not casual.
The lunch was pretty normal, just some hot questions about my plans for my honey moon, some dirty jokes about newlyweds, etc.
The wine runs quite a lot and we were having a fabulous time, even tough I had tingles in my stomach knowing they had something planned to do to me, and by the end of the lunch I would be a mess.
I decided to play along with whatever they wanted to do to me. They were a great group of people and we worked together for more than 8 years. I should mention that I used to be a lover of J. C. and A. at different times during those years before meeting my husband.
After the desert and coffee...the show started.
I was requested to draw a male body in the blackboard complete with sexual organs included.
I was trembling, but I did it. When I was drawing the cock many eggs landed in my body.
They said, don't forget the balls!!!
Then A. and J. C. grab me by my arms and crushed many eggs in my head.
I was yelling ? noooo please!!! but of course no one stop the best part of the fun, right?
Many co-workers come over too with more eggs, I could not escape, that's why they sit me in the opposite side of the door.
Later I find out they used 36 eggs.
Then... flour all over my body, many hands where massaging my head to make sure the mess in my hair were complete, so my humiliation.
Many pictures where taken in the meantime my torment was taking place. My mini skirt and my shirt were unrecognizable. I said ? nooo I have to travel with this clothes!!! J. C. ? don't worry, we wash you.... (smiling)
Said this, many of my friends grab, 2 litre pop soda, sake it and ?washed me?, of course, it was worst.
Then they bend me over the table and one by one slap my bumps while heading back to work, such a farewell I thought.
All of them leave laughing but 3, J. C, A and Rodolfo, the one who organized the happy event. (devious mind)
Rodolfo told me they would clean me up. Took me by my arms to a big janitor room, on the way there J. C. kisses me and fondled me (this made me very wet, so to speak.)
In the room Rodolfo got the hose and J. C. said it would be better if I undress completely.
I complied, fool of me, after they hosed me all over I could not find my clothes, of course, part of the joke.
As soon as I was naked, I look deep in the eyes of J. C. He kisses me again but push my shoulders down, I was not an innocent girl, I started sucking his cock, soon enough A. and Rodolfo offer me their members. Due to the wine or a high level of horniness I didn't think it twice, blow job times 3.
They cum all over my face and hair, messing me even more, then they hose me one more time, witch was not enough, again part of the day activities.
Since they took away my clothes I had to remain naked for the rest of the day, with my hair and face completely messed up.
Everyone of the employees did come for some stupid reason every once in a while, just to laugh at my nakedness and took some pics. They never knew about the blow jobs, that was private.
I was horny as hell, but hey, that was supposed to be my last day of freedom before the big day.
Everybody in the factory had a big smile, even me. (may be, due to the wine?)
It was wonderful, a great day for everyone.
At 5 PM, my time to leave. They call me to the back of the factory, when I got there, they had formed in two lines of 10, making a tunnel, I had to walk through to get my clothes at the very back of the warehouse.
I didn't wanted to pass through, but they told me that it would be worse otherwise.
I started walking slowly, they were clapping, I got some touching here and there, just as jokes. We were all laughing, of course, more pictures.
I reached the end of the warehouse dressed in my dirty and humid clothes and leave with a huge ovation from my co-workers and the best wishes.
I left the factory, the weather was hot and I had a great time.
My husband never knew the whole history.
Please send me your comments
Slutsil@yahoo.ca
