Bachelor Party Was Crystal Clear by Redneck Rubber
This wonderful little latex sex-doll story by Redneck Rubber follows Rick attending a bachelor party hosted by an old “friend” of his. All of those guys back then had always made a bit fun of him for his large penis, but still being unable to actually get any girls. Already knowing he had to bring some kind of joke gift, Rick visits an adult store before going to the party and in the end buys an extremely realistic looking sex-doll. On his way to the party, he realizes that the joke could actually turn around against him and decides to leave the sex-doll in the car instead of risking it.
Getting back home, he decides to use the doll himself and after blowing her up, he finds out how realistic it really is and begins having his fun with her. Soon, though, Rick finds out why that doll was so realistic and what actually the story behind it is…
I’m minding my own business at work one Wednesday night, phone rings. "Hey Rick, this is Neal Smith, what the hell have you been doing?"
"Just work man, what the hell have you been doing?"
"Man I have been trying to find you. Some friends of mine are having a bachelor party for me Friday night. Haven’t seen you in years, Rick. Come on by the Hilton room 320. Be great for you to come by. Gag gifts are optional. See you there at 6."
Wtf. Haven’t seen Neal in 4 years and he wants me to come to a bachelor party and bring a gag gift. Damn sure ain’t doing anything else. Might as well go. These will be the same guys that used to give me the shit about not being able to pick up chicks. 'You nerd, got a huge dick, and you can’t talk chicks into going out with you.'
Well now I have a huge dick and huge bank account. I’ll be there and have the coolest gift there.
I left work early Friday so I pick up something from the adult superstore. Was sorely disappointed and walking out when the discount aisle caught my eye. A blow up sex doll is just what this bachelor needs. You know the box pictures had to be over realistic. Almost dominatrix they looked like. Neal will be overjoyed at those bastards laughing at him. Now I did not want to spend 300 bucks on a gag gift, but I had to have the best one. Sign said no returns whatsoever. Paid the lady and left for the party.
I could hear it already. 'Rick the dick, but no one to use it on.' They probably would turn this gift around on me. So I left rubber Rita in the car.
Room 320. You could hear the noise when you got off the elevator. Drunk fuckers. I reluctantly went on in and started bullshiting with everyone. Neal was not too drunk yet and we had a good conversation, I had a few too many myself, wished him and his wife good luck.
"You gonna make it to the wedding tomorrow?"
"I’ll do my best old friend." I called an Uber to pick me up in the parking garage so I could get my things out of my car.
A thought entered my head. 'May have to test old rubber Rita out later. Don’t be stupid Rick, come on. You have had too many'.
Uber driver said, "What’s in the sack?"...
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