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 Bachelor Party

   By Emi Tsuruta

   Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to
know more about my friends and me, drop by my home page at:
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   Not long after we'd checked out those strip clubs, my friends Nao,
Minori and I went up to the outlet stores just outside Oceanview to shop
for clothes.  When we came out, Minori pointed to this bar across the
street.

   "What's that?" she asked.

   "I don't know.  Some kind of drinking place?" I shrugged.

   "Let's check it out."

   I don't think I'd ever been in that particular bar, but it looked
familiar - wooden interiors, a jukebox and billiard tables.  The crowd was
in their twenties or thirties, guys and girls, dressed sort of casual,
jeans and t-shirts.  I wasn't all that dressed up either - just jeans, a
crop top and a hoodie, but had on platform ankle boots which kind of look
nice.  Minori and Nao were wearing breezy summer dresses.  We sat down at
one of the tables, and a waitress came over, and took our order.  I ordered
cider, and Nao and Minori got beer.

   Minori clearly wanted to meet some guys.  There were quite a few there,
but we hadn't gotten much of a reaction yet.  I got up, and went over to
the jukebox to see what kind of songs they had.  They didn't have any
Japanese music, but they did have a Korean song 'Gangnam Style.'

   I fed some quarters into the jukebox, pressed the button, and started
dancing.  In my platform boots, it was a bit hard to balance.  I tried to
dance like in the Gangnam video, cowgirl style, but without really meaning
to, I was mixing in some of the moves Monique the stripper had taught us,
rocking my hips back and forth.  Before long, a guy at one of the tables
sat up, and took notice, pointing me out to his friends.  At first, they
were all just sitting there, but soon, I got them laughing with my bucking
bronco routine, and they came over to dance with me.  I smiled at Minori,
knowing she'd be happy I'd found some guys for us to talk to.

   These guys were funny too.  I lassoed one with my imaginary lariat, and
he pretended like I was tying him up, making everyone laugh.  After the
song, they invited Nao, Minori and I to come join them at their table. 
They actually turned out to be pretty cool.  Two of them were Anglo, Jeff
(my lassoee) and Tim, but there was one shy Asian guy, Ben, in their group,
maybe Chinese American.  Jeff was a big guy, a joker with bushy hair and a
beard like a lion's mane.  Tim is kind of cute in an innocent emo punk
rocker sort of way.  Ben had this deadpan earnestness which struck me as
kind of funny.

   "What are you girls doing here?" Jeff grinned.

   "We're just on our way back from shopping," I explained.  "What about
you?"

   "Benny boy here is getting hitched next week, so this is like his
bachelor party."

   Ben himself looked a bit embarrassed by the whole thing, but I thought
it was nice of his friends to organize this for him.  Minori asked what
people usually do at bachelor parties, and I let slip that I thought they
usually have strippers.

   "Where's your stripper?" Minori joked, perhaps a bit tipsy from the
beer.

   "I told these guys to skip all that," Ben told us.  "I just wanted to
hang."

   "Why don't one of you girls strip for him?" Jeff quipped.  Minori
laughed, thinking this was just another of Jeff's jokes.  I smiled a bit
awkwardly, while Nao shook her head that she wasn't about to strip for
anyone.  Jeff was clapping now, calling for one of us to 'take it off.'
Minori, definitely drunk, told them straight out,

   "Emi was just learning how to strip the other day!"

   I denied it, but Jeff got all excited, asking what she meant.

   "It was Minori's idea originally," I corrected.  "We went to a strip
club with guy strippers and then another club with girls."

   "Wow!  Hot!" Jeff gushed.

   "We met this French stripper named Monique, and she showed us a few
moves."

   "Like what?" Ben asked, suddenly more interested.  I tried to laugh the
whole thing off, but Jeff was superkeen, begging for me to show them.  I
was actually more interested in Tim, who seemed like a nice guy, but he was
holding back, treating the whole thing like it was a joke.

   "I can't do it without music," I told them, trying to get out of it. 
Jeff jumped up, and queued up more songs on the jukebox.  The first song
was a slow sexy Rihanna number.  Minori nodded for me to show them, so I
stood up, and started moving to the music, trying to remember how Monique
dances.  I twirled my arms in the air trying to get this hypnotic thing
going.  I don't think I was doing it right, but Jeff was clapping and
whistling, Ben was smiling, and even Tim seemed to be getting interested
now.  I was kind of glad actually because I wasn't really sure if I could
pull the 'sexy' bit off, at least not the way Monique had.

   The song changed.  Lady Gaga was next I think.  I kind of liked the
song, so I kept dancing.  There was something in the lyrics about 'bluffing
with my muffin.' I was starting to feel a bit hot.  I peeled off my hoodie,
and Jeff started applauding like crazy, thinking I was actually going to
strip.  I hadn't really planned to, but the guys all seemed into it now. 
Even Ben was smiling widely, happy to have an unofficial 'stripper' at his
stag party.

   Jeff kept feeding quarters into the jukebox to keep the music going. 
Next was a Britney song - 'all the boys and all the girls want to if you
seek Amy.' Wow!  That sounds naughty.

   Honestly, at first, I hadn't really planned to do anything more than
dance a couple of songs just to humor them, but now that I was up here
dancing with all of them cheering me on, it was actually kind of fun.  I
looked at Minori, but she was just laughing, enjoying my antics.  Nao was
blushing, but I think that was probably more from the alcohol than my sexy
dancing.

   I looked around the bar.  There were a lot of people there, mostly guys,
but no one I knew.  I mean Nao and Minori are my friends, but they're not
really connected to my other friends.  Even if I do something crazy
tonight, it probably won't get back to my host mom or classmates.

   I started lifting up my top flaunting my bellybutton and threatening to
show them more.  Jeff and Tim were whistling and hooting away, obviously
loving it.  I started twirling my hips the way my hula dancer friend,
Kaila, had shown me to do.  Tim and them were eating it up, loving it.

   The next song had an even heavier beat, and I started writhing around,
really dancing my heart out.  I started pushing my jeans down, showing them
the crack of my behind, just to see what they would do.  Ben raised his
eyebrows in mock shock, and even Tim seemed to be digging it.  The guys at
the other tables were looking over at me now too.  I chcked the bartender's
reaction, but he seemed fine with it.  He smiled, enjoying my little dance.
Wow!  This is so cool!

   The music went into a rave-like swirl almost as if it was pushing me to
go for it too.  Caught up in the moment, I undid my bra, and pulled the
straps off wriggling out of it.  I wasn't showing them my breasts yet, but
I was threatening to.  My face must have been so red by then, but I just
kept smiling, wondering how far I dare take this.  Even drunk, it was hard
to get up the nerve to strip in front of all these people.

   Jeff was calling for everyone to clap more, really pushing for me to do
it.  Everyone seemed into it, laughing and cheering, urging me on.  I was
loving all the attention.  Maybe the cider was starting to go to my head,
making me horny.  Going with it, I moved out onto the dance floor, where
everyone could see better.

   My head spinning a bit from the alcohol and excitement, I finally just
went for it.  I grabbed my crop top, and pulled it right off over my head.
I was topless now, my bare breasts bouncing around as I danced.  Everyone
started cheering like crazy, banging their mugs on the table, calling for
me to strip more.  I felt embarrassed of course, but I was kind of happy
about all this applause I was getting.  Wow!  My tits aren't that big or
anything, compared to American girls, but the crowd sure seemed to like
them.

   The guys were all chanting,

   "More!  More!  More!" but the music had slowed down a bit, and I was
actually pretty happy just being topless.  My heart was already pounding
away.  Minori was kind of looking at me, wondering if this was normal in
the States.  I hadn't really seen too many American girls strip at parties,
maybe once in my freshman year.  Nao was kind of quiet, a bit awed by the
reaction I was getting.

   I probably would have left it at that, but the music started building
again.  Jeff was calling for everyone to cheer me on to see if they could
get me to strip out of my jeans too.  I glanced down at my jeans.  They
were already hanging pretty low on my hips, making me nervous, excited.  I
pushed them down a bit more, showing them a bit of my booty, getting even
more applause.

   I came back to our table, and took another sip from my cider.  I wonder
if that's what's getting me so horny.  What's in this stuff anyway?  Ben
and Tim were staring at my tits in wonder, and Jeff looked ecstatic.

   The cheering kept on building.  People were pounding on the tables,
demanding more.  It was like everyone in the place was watching me now.  I
put my hands in the air, shaking my hips like a belly dancer.  I felt
pretty self-conscious, but the crowd was clearly loving it.

   The song was really good too - first exotic, mysterious, enticing, then
more and more dramatic, forceful - the perfect song for stripping.  I was
really torn, confused.  Part of me knew I should probably stop, but I was
loving all the attention, all the applause.  These guys were really so into
me, into my body.  They couldn't believe such a cute girl would strip.

   I put my hands on my hips, fingering my waistband wondering what to do.
Should I just show them?  Jeff was nodding for me to go for it, and even
Ben and Tim were looking at me with anticipation.  I licked my lips
wondering if I should chance it.

   The music was spiraling up into a crescendo.  Taking that as my cue, I
pried my boots off, and kicked them off to the side.  The butterflies in my
tummy were getting almost unbearable.  I put my hands on my waistband, and
this huge cheer went up from the crowd.  I continued to waver, but
something inside was pushing me to do it.  I was losing it, caught up in
all the excitement.

   Finally screwing up my nerve, I pushed my jeans and panties straight
down, showing everyone my pussy and buns.  The crowd went wild, and I was
like,

   "Wow!"

   I pushed my jeans and panties all the way down, and stepped out of them,
peeling off my socks in the process.  There was this deafening roar from
the crowd.  I looked down at my naked body, a bit in awe myself.  I had an
ankle bracelet on, but I put my clothes on our table, and then danced back
out onto the floor.  Jeff was fist-pumping the air, and a lot of guys were
whooping or praying thanking god for their luck.  I knew what I was doing
was crazy, but it felt good to be naked, liberating even.  I was so
excited.

   The song changed to something darker, more sinister.  I was so out of my
head I didn't know what I was doing.  I walked over towards Ben, wanting to
congratulate him somehow on his wedding, but what does a stripper do
anyway? Give him a lap dance?

   Unfortunately, Minori was getting all worried about me now.  The guys in
the crowd were shouting all kinds of things, but I don't think they meant
any harm.  Just to be safe though, she picked up my hoodie, and came over,
wrapping it around my shoulders to try to cover me up.

   "What are you doing?" I protested.  "I want to congratulate the groom."
I suddenly realized I must be drunk.

   "Emi, stop," Nao said in Japanese.  "Look at where you are." I glanced
out at the crowd, but they actually didn't look so dangerous to me.  They
were booing Minori though, as she herded me towards the back door.  Some
guys tried to reach out, and grab my ass as we walked past.

   "I'm thirsty.  I didn't finish my drink," I protested, gently massaging
my aching pussy as Minori pushed me right out the door.  "That was fun
though.  Don't you think?  Did you see their reaction?" I babbled, still
high.

   "We'd better hurry, and get you dressed before they come out here,"
Minori scolded, taking my panties from Nao.

   "You guys are no fun.  Do you know that?" I complained.

   Outside though, the night air was quite cool, and that helped me clear
my head.  Even so, I was still horny.  Those guys loved me, I thought. 
Minori and Nao were struggling to get my clothes straightened out, so they
could put them on me.

   As I looked around, I slowly realized we were outside in this alleyway
not so far from the street.  Nao was trying to shield my naked body, but I
teased her, making as if I was going to run past her out onto the street.
Minori laughed, more from nervousness than joy.

   "Here.  Put your clothes on!" Nao demanded, holding out my panties.

   Before I could take them from her, Ben appeared at the door.

   "Um, Emi, was it?  I just wanted to thank you," he started to say.  I
felt embarrassed, but was glad that Ben had enjoyed my show.  He seemed
like a nice guy.  "You didn't have to do that, but god, you're gorgeous!"
he gushed.  I thought he was cute too, but Nao and Minori just wanted me to
hurry up, and get dressed.

   "Thanks," I blushed, finally taking my panties from Nao.  "What would
your fiance say if she knew you were out here?" I teased, not really hiding
my body from him.

   "Well, she's...  uh...  not like you...," he said in awe.  I actually
found his boyish innocence quite appealing.  I would have teased him more,
but Minori and Nao were pushing me to hurry up, so I finally pulled my
panties back on.  Once I was dressed, I wished him well, and we headed for
the bus stop.

   "Emi.  You're horrible.  Do you know that?" Nao scolded.

   "He seemed to like it," I smiled.  I had fun.

   Emi Tsuruta
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