“I’m not taking that,” she said. “Because nothing happened. Wewere just dancing.”
“You call this dancing?” asked Chloe. She pulled up thefootage on her phone. “Maybe I should send this to your husband to see what he thinksis happening?”
“Don’t you dare!”
Chloe laughed. “Then admit it!”
“Gah, fine! I may have let him fuck me for a second. But thatwas the game. Pin the tail on the bridesmaid.”
All the girls stared at her.
“Five of you got fucked too, right?” she asked.
“No,” said Sloane. “We all just danced with our strippers.”
“Seriously?!” said Autumn. “Fuck! What about those rules? Wasn’tthere something about any girl who doesn’t get fucked at the bachelorette partydoesn’t get to come to the wedding? I was just following the rules.”
Autumn was such a stellar bridesmaid. “Yup. Single Girl Rule#41. Any girl who doesn’t suck a cock at the bachelorette party is uninvited tothe wedding. This includes the bride. No exceptions.”
“Yeah! That one!”
“Those were a joke,” said Chloe.
I gasped. “The Single Girl Rules are not a joke.”
“Really?” she asked.
“Really.”
“See?” said Autumn. “As of now, I’m the only girl who gets togo to the wedding. But it’s okay, I’m sure you guys can all still get invited. You,”she said, pointing to Poker. “Hand those blindfolds out again and let’s go for round2.”
“It would be unprofessional of me to host the same gametwice,” said Poker.
Autumn glared at him.
“But I do have plenty of other games we can play.”
“Will they end with Chloe getting fucked?”
“Maybe,” said Poker. “Everyone, follow me!” He led us to the privatepool attached to the room. Bandit hopped in the shower to clean off his cock whilethe other guys set up six chairs around the circular pool in the center of theroom.
“What do you think we’re gonna play?” asked Ash.
“I’m not sure. Fuck, fuck, goose?” God, and which one ofthese guys was Tonguenado?
“How do you think that’s played? I don’t want to misinterpretthe rules like Autumn did. Do we all bend over those chairs and get fucked bySnake?”
What now?“Is that how you want to play?”Damn,girl.
“What? No,” said Ash with a nervous laugh. “Of course not.” Butthe way she was staring directly at Snake’s cock during this entireconversation told me a very different story.
That banana juice was really hitting her and Autumn hard. AndI was loving it for them.
“Gather round, ladies,” called Poker. “This game is calledMusical Cocks. It’s just like musical chairs, but instead of a chair, you’llall be sitting on our laps. Any questions?”
Autumn raised her hand. “So to be clear…we’re supposed to rideyour cocks, right?”
“Nope,” said Poker. “I really just meant laps.”