Barbara and Bambi met while they were both working at La Femme, a strip club with a mostly lesbian clientele. It wasn’t love at first sight, but it certainly was lust. Barbara was in fact late getting to the runway for her three-dance set because she was screaming her orgasm from Bambi’s oral ministrations to her shaved pussy. When she could walk, Barbara strutted out on stage and explained her tardiness to the rapt audience... in very explicit detail as she squatted to show the women around the stage where Bambi had been licking her. Fingering herself to another orgasm on stage got Barbara a stern reprimand from management. But her fun had netted her over three hundred dollars in tips, a half-dozen phone numbers, and an invitation from Bambi to go home with her that night, which she accepted. They spent the rest of the night and the next day fucking in every manner possible, with the help of Bambi’s extensive collection of sex toys. Barbara moved in two weeks later. Six months of carnal bliss later, they agreed it should be a lifelong arrangement and they went shopping for rings that same day. The big day was set for three months later. Not surprisingly, they had their bachelorette party at La Femme, which closed for the night except for their guests, the other strippers, and a hand-picked few of the regular clientele of the club. Within twenty minutes of the start of the party, every one of the attendees was naked, if one doesn’t count the crowns Barbara and Bambi had to wear as the Guests of Honor. The previous six months had been the wildest in Barbara’s life, but it did not prepare her or even Bambi to be the center of over forty women all licking them all at the same time. Before the night was over, both of them had been licked, fingered, fisted, double-fisted, double-penetrated with strap-ons, and Bambi took two oversized strap-on dildoes in her ass at the same time. Barbara ended up in a kiddie pool the club owner had brought, with everyone who wanted to pissing on her. She had never done watersports before, but she ended the night a confirmed piss lover. The finale of the party, at five AM, was a forty-two woman daisy chain that snaked all around the club. The wedding ceremony the next day was a beautiful affair... all the attendees wore nothing but their skimpiest lingerie and the pastor wore only a gold-plated strap-on. And on their honeymoon, at a lesbian resort in Jamaica, things proceeded to get really wild…