…and her perfidious sloot friends.
To the married or engaged men in the CH audience:
How confident are you that your wife or fiancée did not suck male stripper cock at her bachelorette party?
Feeling confident? Maybe you shouldn’t.
6 Male Strippers On What Really Happens At ‘Hen Parties’
1. Roughly half of the brides-to-be at bachelorette parties had sex with me or gave me sexual favors.
I worked as “male entertainment” for a few years in college. Roughly half of the brides-to-be at bachelorette parties had sex with me or gave me sexual favors. But bridesmaids were a 100% thing; every time I’d get with a couple.
2. Cocks get sucked.
Cocks get sucked. Pretty much everything the opposite of what happens at stag parties.
3. I can’t tell you how many times I have seen bride-to-bes asking for sex at the end of the night.
Stripped through my years in college and over summers to raise money for schools. Honestly, what you’d expect. Some weird times were had, a lot of the women want to “service” you, which I still have no explanation for.
I’ll explain it. Female preselection on steroids. A male stripper is surrounded by a throng of in-heat women grabbing at his junk. The scene triggers an ancient hindbrain compulsion in a woman to pursue the alpha male who is being pursued by multiple women.
4. I know few female strippers, and they’re amazed with what women try to get away with because they’re women.
I was a male “on-call” stripper for five years. I didn’t work in clubs, and booked by word of mouth and online adverts. Do women get stupid and want to service you? Absolutely. They’re drunk and it seems preprogrammed in their brains that every man in the world wants them. I know few female strippers, and they’re amazed with what women try to get away with because they’re women. I’ve had women grab my little guy, tug it, dive at it with their mouth, and try to jam their dirty “white girl wasted” fingers up my ass. Were there blow jobs? Yes. So many blow jobs. But the thing is, you aren’t there for you, you’re there for the client. You bust it, the fun dies. Imagine what you feel like after rubbing one out after watching porn, then think about that, but with 10-20 women trying to touch it
I slept with a lot of brides, bridesmaids, mothers, etc. When I look back, it was a really good way to earn money. I would make easy $1,000 a night for a few hours. Free alcohol made it so much better, and you were either going to a very nice house, or a very nice hotel.
The dirtiest girl I ever biblically knew was an asian chick who was “seeing somebody” at the time. LMAO. (Second dirtiest chick: a jewess)
5. I did feel sick a few times seeing how the brides were pressured into trying to cheat.
Stripped for a few years off and on privately when I was like 18-22. Lots of women trying to touch you happens, and the first ones to grab your stuff are the last ones you’d want to have grab your stuff.
That fat chick smell is desperation.
A few brides were pressured into trying to have sex with me, which I declined. The longer I maintained some degree of chub, the more money I could make, and by the end of the night everyone would be totally hammered.
and jackhammered.
(my flaccid state is another man’s degree of chub)
6. I have been flat abused, like I was not a human being, by women and women only.
Former male stripper, and current escort here. I have been flat abused, like I was not a human being, by women and women only. I went to one bachelorette party and as soon as I walked in I was greeted by an old lady (70+) grabbing my dick through my outfit, like I was her grandson and she was grabbing my cheek. They were insistent that I let the bride-to-be suck my dick.
fyi a girl’s sloot bffs are a man’s worst enemies. Nice guy? Your darling bridegroom doesn’t give a shit. Good girl? Fuck you! Go home while she plays with stripper dick.
As a man, you can learn to spot sluts from a parsec, and avoid wifing them up. But you can’t control the kinds of friends she has and brings into the relationship, (unless your Jerkboy Game is at Authoritarian Tyrant levels). Most good girls have at least one slut girl friend, and that slut will do everything in her subversive, passive-aggressive power to persuade her good girl friend to get in the cock pit with her.
PEERS ARE MISSION CRITICAL COMPONENTS. It’s just like what happens to a decent fellow who falls in with a bad crowd. He takes up the habits of his pot smoking, layabout buddies, if his will is weak. Even strong-willed men can buckle to negative peer influence. It’s easier to muddy yourself than it is to clean up afterwards.
If you think about it getting a nice girl to stop being friends with disgusting cunts is the first step to saving America — MPC Status Updates
I know many such cases. Problem is, the nice girls get a vicarious thrill from their cunty bffs. And the cunts love the challenge of corrupting the nice girls.
If you suspect your “good girl” has a slew of depraved slorefriends, my advice is to move quickly to psychologically separate her from them. Liberally make comments about how “other guys you know” think her slorefriend is disgusting. Slander by association. Drive the wedge in deep, between the inner labials. “It’s weird that you hang out with so many roasties. Are you like a therapist for them?”
You could move with your girl to a new town. Maximum disruption and social reconfiguration.
If that fails, fuck the slore yourself. That’ll kill the friendship.
PS Is there a man who’s lived a day in his life who still keeps a pussy pedestal in the closet? In this day and age? What a maroon!
PPS It’s time to end the modrenist absurdity of the “hen party”. Bachelor parties exist for a reason: male comradeship is more important than female stripperdick sucking, and men give up more when they agree to marriage, so the party is a kind of acknowledgement of that sacrifice.