The girls were in a man free zone in the large club room: men were not allowed in on hen nights. The crooner and the blue comedian had done their acts and now the male stripper held centre stage. he was blonde and muscular with a six pack and with a tanned body devoid of hair.
Annie and her three companions where sat at a front table not sure if the huge bulge in his posing pouch was genuine. Annie was the bride-to-be, her companions her bride's maids. Annie was tipsy and enjoying herself immensely; it had been a while since she had a night out with the girls.
"I reckon it's eight inch," proclaimed one of the girls.
"Six with a sock stuck in there," replied another.
"You should know," said Sandy,"you're the expert." trills of laughter emanated from the group at the previous speakers ability to keep three boyfriends on the go at the same time. "Using my detective skills, I would estimate nine inch with an erection." Sandy would be Annie's sister-in-law in two days time and was a member of the CID. Annie worked in the same station in a clerical capacity.
"God I've never had nine inch. What do you think Annie?" said the first speaker.
"What's it matter, he's probably gay anyway." More laughter and comments of 'what a waste'.
"Gay or not, he's been eyeing you up girl, and you've been ogling back," accused Sandy.
"Nonsense," lied Annie with a blush.
Rex stood in the spotlight. 'Sexy Rexy' was on the posters outside the Moonlight Rooms, one of his regular venues. He had spotted the girls at the front table and had been making frequent eye contact with the delicious redhead who had the mandatory learner sign on her back. His pulling power was such that he restricted himself to fucking brides only; and that redhead was the bride. It never ceased to amaze him how many brides were willing to spread their legs even if they were the worse for drink.
He scanned the 'Just Married' sections of the local press, scrap booking those he had sampled, adding details of when he had enjoyed them at what positions they preferred. And so many were so young, the redhead looked no more than nineteen. He averaged three brides a week in the Spring glut, but this was late November. It had been over a week now and his balls were complaining.
His act was nearing it's finale. All he wore was his posing pouch and a silk square tied round his neck. Rex used to go down among the crowd and grind his genitals into female faces but they were getting too bold. More than once they had grabbed his tackle and tried to remove his last vestige of modesty. These days he would invite a member of the audience to simulate a blowjob while she was hidden by the neckerchief. If there were no takers his sister would pretend to be a member of the audience.
Rex removed the silk square from his neck to cheers from those who had caught his act before and knew what was coming. He held the corners and draped the square over his pouch. A tiny microphone connected him to the speaker system. He swung the mike down in front of his lips." I need a volunteer...badly, to do me a great favour." his voice was deep and gravely. The crowd hooted and whistled. "Are there any brave girls among you?" More hoots. "It will be our little secret thanks to this large square of silk." Laughter at the absurdity. Rex looked Annie in the eye and winked at her. Other tables craned their necks to see who he chosen. Annie broke eye contact and blushed as her friends nudged her and dared her to join him on stage.
"Go on Annie your only young once," said one of the girls.
"At least you can tell us how big it is," said another.
Annie giggled with her friends and caught Sandy' s eye, she had a small smile on her face.
"Don't you worry about me girl, it's your hen night," she said with a wink, "one last fling before you tie the knot. We are miles away from our usual stamping ground, nobody knows us round here."
The encouragement from her future sister-in-law was all she needed. She stood up, the cheers and clapping bounced of the walls.
Rex looked even more impressive close up with his gym toned body. Annie trembled slightly as she stood in front of him. He was a good foot taller than she was. He seemed to emanate power and sexuality.
He moved the microphone away from his lips, "what's your name gorgeous?"
"Annie."
"Thanks for joining me Annie. When I give the word go down on your knees and I will drape the silk over your head to hide you from the punters. Pull my pouch down and I will step out of them then you hand them up to me. ok so far?" Annie nodded. He had a lovely smile. "Tuck my dick under your chin and pretend to give me a blow job by moving your head backwards and forwards, about a dozen moves should do it. Then pull your head out and stand up and I will drape the silk over my dick to keep within the law and the shows over. ..I would love it if you came back stage afterwards."
Annie blinked in surprise, her jaw dropped open a little.
With cheers from the crowd she slowly sunk to her knees and Rex draped the silk over her glossy copper hair. The cheers rang put again when her hands slid up his legs and her fingers hooked under the sides of the pouch and slowly slid it down. His cock sprang out fully erect. Sandy had got it right, it was at least nine inch and thick with it. She held the pouch up and Rex took it off her. She held his hips and looked at the purple gland of his cock head. She didn't hesitate long, her mouth closed round it. The pulse excited her, she hadn't had a cock in her mouth for nearly two years.
Dear Grant. Her fiance, while loving, kind and gentle, wasn't into oral sex. He was dependable, steady and an average lover. It was Annie who usually initiated their sex sessions. Since their engagement she had cheated on him once. A complete stranger at the wedding of one of Grant's friends.
Rex felt her take in five inches and work her tongue round his sensitive gland while the crown clapped in rhythm chanting 'suck, suck. suck.' He made appropriate noises of bliss into the microphone and informed the audience how good it was. She had gone well past twelve strokes when he simulated and ejaculation.
Annie's red face reappeared and Rex covered his manhood with the silk. He called for and got a bid round of applause for Annie as she made her way back to her seat. Rex bowed to the crown applauded them, whipped of the silk and disappeared into the wings, his weapon bobbing up and down.
"Well?" asked her friends in unison, "how big was it?"
"Sandy was right, it was nine; maybe more."
"Did you really do it?" queried one.
"Do what?"
"You know damn well what. Did you take it in you mouth?"
"Of course not. As if."
Sandy laughed and looked sideways at Annie. "I'm a trained detective Annie and you are the world's worst liar. You did suck on it didn't you?"
Annie hesitated, "I might have done," and blushed crimson.
"Good on yer girl." replied Sandy, now look me in the eye before answering this one, did you make him cum?"
"I was hardly up there long enough for that," retorted Annie. She tried to imagine a penis that size plunging into her softness. Stretching her; hurting her. "My turn to get them in I think. Give me a hand Sandy."
The two girls moved to the bar as a rock band was setting up on stage. Annie placed the order and leaned closer to Sandy. "Guess what Sandy? Sexy Rexy has invited me back stage."
Sandy was silent for a moment while she digested the implications., "are you going?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"It's obvious you want to, possibly need to. Are you asking for my blessing?"
"Something like that I suppose." replied Annie, "as you said, 'one last fling before I settle down to years of marriage'."
"Don't lay your guilt on me Annie, but at least you have some. This is your decision." Sandy never understood how a girl with Annie's appetite for sex could get hitched to her straight laced brother. "But if you do I won't say anything to Grant. But if he gets wind of it I won't lie to him either." They looked at each other. "Just one last fling, is that what this shag will be?"
"Yes"
"I'll tell the girls you've gone to the loo and for a bit of fresh air. Make it a quickie."
"Bless you Sandy, you're a star."
Annie knocked timidly on the door, still unsettled by the leering doorman when she had asked him for directions. She had almost turned round and rejoined her friends, but she hadn't had a good ploughing since that wedding, she needed to scratch her itch.
The door was opened by the smiling Rex. Annie stepped in and stood still, an attractive blonde girl, in her twenties was already there. She studied her and gave a low whistle.
"Rex my darling, she's a stunner."
"Annie, let me introduce you to my sister Sue who is about to leave. She is my agent, road manager, accountant and PA. The girls nodded to each other as they passed. Annie saw the family resemblance.
She gave her brother a soft kiss on the lips and said "enjoy" before walking out of the door, which Rex locked behind her.
The blushing Annie looked at Rex who had just got out of the shower, he had a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was still damp. He took hold of her shoulders and kissed her on the lips.
"Fancy a table ender Annie." She nodded. "Would you prefer to be face up or face down?"
"I don't know." Annie trembled as she answered.
"If you are face up we can look into each others eyes, I can see your pretty face and it will be more romantic, if you are face down it will be more animal and lustful.