My Sister's a Stripper??? (pm first please!)

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Ooc: shamelessly ripping this one off an older thread. Contains domestic violence, nonconsent/rape, and incest. Please PM before joining.

Tommy O'Hara had never been a fan of bachelor parties. He'd been to a few in his time and it was always the same tired routine: get all liquored up at a few bars, go to a strip club or two, then gey back to the best man's house where a couple private "strippers" were usually called up. Now Tommy didn't mind the getting liquored up part. He wasn't too terribly interested in spending a lot of money at strip clubs, and once the hookers showed up and people started snorting blow off their tits, well, he usually took that as a sign that he had better get on home to his nice sweet girlfriend.

But not tonite. Tonite, the groom and the best man convinced the two hottest strippers from the strip club to come back to the best man's house for the 4AM afterparty.

One of the girls, the hottest one, and the wildest one, just so happened to be Tommy's little sister. The one who had always gotten away with everything bad that she did. The one who never got in trouble for anything. The one Tommy always took the fall for...

The one Tommy had been secretly wanting to fuck for years...

The one Tommy had always wanted to be able to put in her place...

No one at the party knew they were siblings. Tommy sure as hell wasn't going to say anything, especially after he'd done a fat line of cocaine off her cleavage.

Tommy
http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z290/folkngruvin/855eed34.jpg

His Sister the Stripper
http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z290/folkngruvin/2714671b.jpg

 

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Bump it up... Any takers?

 

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At 22, Erin O'Hara was financially better off than most of her friends. She attributed it in most conversations to her savings from summer jobs and birthday money for most of her teenage years.

To just a couple of her closest friends, and hundreds of perfect strangers, this wasn't the case. Erin worked four nights a week at a strip club in the city a few miles from where she grew up. Most people from her town rarely frequented such a place, so someone recognizing her was not a high concern.

The key word was rarely. There was a group of hot young guys seated around the stage she was working on tonight, and after a private session with one of them, the bachelor for whom the party was being thrown, invited her to join them after her shift. She saw an opportunity for a few hundred dollars more than the average night and had to admit these guys were really hot, so she agreed.

As they all piled into the Hummer limo outside, Erin's stomach did a flip, her jaw dropping when she saw him, her brother sitting across from her in the limo. She couldn't say anything. She knew that he hadn't said anything, and she knew he had slipped a $50 into her g-string earlier tonight. There was another stripper in the car with them, so she decided she's just avoid him and let the other girl take care of him while she focused on some other guys.

Her plan was foiled though, when the guys broke out the coke in the hotel suite they had rented, and all started doing lines off her nearly naked body. She stayed calm as her brother did his line from between her breasts.

She couldn't imagine why he was doing this, instead of just focusing on the other girl, and leaving her alone.