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Hannah wanted to do something special for Emma’s birthday. It wasn’t every day her best friend turned twenty-one. Emma had just broken off a toxic relationship, so Hannah planned a ‘girls only’ surprise party. Hannah had already booked a home sex toy party. Emma’s invitation to that event would get her to the surprise party at the correct date and time.The sex toy party would also put all the girls in the horny, and no guys needed frame of mind to help Emma recover from her breakup.Hannah had the food and drink plans all locked down. Emma loved to dance, so Hannah was working on the music and space to make that happen. She just needed a zinger of a way to end the evening.She wanted to hire a male stripper.  A guy with a scorching body.  One who could be anonymous eye candy, to be enjoyed and then forgotten. Her attempts to find one weren’t going well.She lived in a small city in the upper Midwest. A place that was conservative when compared to the rest of the state. There wasn’t a lingerie or porn shop in the area. All of the male entertainers listed online were in the major urban center for the state, one hundred miles away. When contacted, they refused to travel that far.She would settle for a local amateur, but Hannah couldn’t think of any guy she knew who had a hot enough body. She had reached out to all of her female acquaintances without luck. Then a call came from Aunt Jen or Wild Jenny as Hannah’s mom referred to her in disdain. Aunt Jen told Hannah that she had seen a local male stripper at a recent bachelorette party.“Does he have a hot body?” Hannah asked.“He’s so hot he had me drooling from both pairs of lips!  He is hung like a horse too!  His performance induced orgasms from several of the watching women!” Jennifer exclaimed.“He sounds perfect. What’s his name and number?” Hannah asked.“Matt. You’ll have to get the rest from the party’s hostess. I’ll talk with her and see if she’s willing to call you. May I give her your number?” Jennifer asked. Hannah agreed and thanked her Aunt.~~~Two weeks when by, and Hannah was worried she wouldn’t hear from Aunt Jen’s Escort elvankent friend in time. Then she got a call from an unknown number.  The woman introduced herself as Mrs. Miller and asked if Hannah wanted the information on Mathew Davis, the male entertainer.“Here’s the situation. If you hire Matt as a stripper, he is required to follow all state and local statutes. The law states no nudity, in fact, not even a suggestion of male genitalia. Only an indistinguishable, non-erect bulge is allowed.“Also, this means no interaction with audience members, which precludes any touching. Trust me. Those performances are very tame.“If you invite him to a private party as a guest, with no payment exchanged, he is free to behave in a manner acceptable to consenting adults. He tends to be a very uninhibited, erotic, and entertaining guest. As a result, he gets many party invitations, so there’s a good possibility he won’t be available for someone he doesn’t know,” Mrs. Miller explained.“Matt’s primary business is providing lighting and sound equipment for events. When you book him for an event, he specifies start and stop times for equipment set up and again for teardown. He is not under the contract between those two activities, not being paid, and already at your location. Write your party invitation to him to be for the timeframe between his contracted activities.“Matt always visits a location, in advance, to discuss your needs and to finalize the equipment list. While he’s there, tip him $50 for every hour you want him at your party. The tip will ensure he stays at your location on party day.“Your responsibility is to poll all of your guests and determine how much each will accept as ‘consenting adults. Then, communicate this information to Matt, so he doesn’t offend anyone. After that, your party can get as depraved as all guests can tolerate, and you break no laws!” Mrs. Miller finished.~~~Hannah contacted Davis Diversions to provide services for her party. She found Matt easy to work with and charming. When they finally met, Hannah had emek escort to agree with her Aunt Jen. Even in heavy utility clothes, Matt’s body was drool-worthy. The snake of a bulge running down Matt’s left thigh would provide Hannah with a new series of masturbation fantasies.After walking around Hannah’s house and checking the backyard, Matt told her there was no space inside for twenty guests and dancing.  He retrieved a measuring wheel from his truck and walked off the open space in her backyard. His recommendation was a 40’ by 40’ tent.He could provide the tent, seating, a 10’ by 10’ dance floor, power, lighting, and a sound system. Matt offered to contact Hannah’s food and bar catering companies, get their requirements, design the layout, and email her a proposal within two days.“Can you give me a rough estimate now?” Hannah asked, looking worried.Matt considered everything he had seen; a modest house tastefully decorated on a budget, Hannah’s young age, and living independently. If he used basic and minimal equipment, nothing showy or extravagant, he could keep the cost down.“Between four and six thousand,” Matt replied.Hannah winced. She could manage that. It’d wipe out her savings, but it could be done. She passed Matt an envelope with $200 cash in it. Matt took a glance and then pocketed the envelope. He held both her hands in his and looked deep into her eyes.“I’ll make this a memorable evening for you and your friends,” Matt promised with sincerity.  Hannah melted.  It was a few moments before she realized he had left.~~~Chloe was sitting in a comfortable overstuffed love seat in the back row of the party tent, bored out of her mind. She liked Emma and Hannah. She had been intrigued by Hannah’s probing questions about what Chloe thought was acceptable behavior between consenting adults at a private party. So she made an effort to be at this party.Chloe recalled how thoroughly surprised Emma had been when they ambushed her in the house’s living room earlier this evening. After opening gifts, Hannah had led them all out to a superb eryaman escort bayan party tent. A raised dance floor was in the center with overstuffed love seats and sofas surrounded it on three sides.An unoccupied DJ booth capped the dance floor on the side of the tent with the entrance. Immediately behind the DJ booth was the ‘open’ bar facing the entrance flaps.  The appetizer tables flanked the entrance. Colorful lighting softly lit the space. Spotlights brightly illuminate the dance floor.All the other girls were having a great time watching the sex toys being presented. And that was Chloe’s problem. She was a rare female who was completely unsatisfied by dildos and vibrators. The longer she used one, the more sexually frustrated she became. However, she knew it was all in her mind because she had no problem climaxing from fingers, tongues, or cocks.Because of Hannah’s ‘consenting adults’ questions, Chloe had expected more than sex toys. She had worn her little black cocktail dress. It was backless and strappy, so no bra. Not that her bee-sting tits ever needed a bra. Her tits looked small, even on her tiny body.The little black dress was also very short. It was just long enough to cover Chloe’s ass. Again, based on Hannah’s questions, Chloe had gone commando. She didn’t dare uncross her legs. One of her red ‘fuck me’ heels bounced in the air with her agitated mood.Chloe got up and made one more pass on the appetizers, got a new glass of wine, and slid into a seat in the darkest corner of the tent to keep from being engaged. Thankfully the girl with the toys was wrapping up her presentation.A hunk of a guy came sprinting into the DJ booth.”Hi, I’m Matt. Let’s get this party started.” Matt announced over the sound system. He spun up The Chainsmokers’ song ‘Closer’ and keyed a synchronized light show.”It’s my favorite!” Emma yelled as Matt pulled her willingly onto the dance floor.  They bobbed and weaved beautifully together to the strong beat. All the girls were mesmerized watching Emma and Matt dance. Not only was he handsome, but he was also a great dancer.Matt was wearing a bright red silky poet shirt that hung loose and was long enough to cover his ass. It flowed around him like water, adding sinuous motion to his graceful dancing. He had a lightweight white linen pair of pants that also moved well. He was barefoot, amplifying the sex-on-a-stick look.

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