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"Jack?"
"You remember Jack, from the old neighborhood."
"Oh, Jack."
"You liked Jack. He's in town on business and asked if we could stop by for a drink."
"I guess we could do that."
"I'll let him know we're coming."
"Where are we going?"
"He's staying at the Ambassador. He's on a schedule, so it'll just be an hour or so. We'll stop by and say 'Hello' and then we can get back to our quiet evening at home."
"If I'm getting dressed up, we should go out after."
"Whatever you like."
"What should I wear?"
"Something sexy. You know I like sexy."
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"About time! Stacey, I'm so glad to see you."
"Hey, Jack."
"You
remember Steve and Rick."
"Sure. Hey, guys."
"Wow, Stacey, you look great."
"Thank you. I try.
"This is the Bone."
"Nice to meet you, Bone. Is that really your name?"
Bone blushed. "No, it's just what Jack calls me."
"Why does he call you Bone?"
"Show her, Bone."
The Bone reached down and undid the buckle of his belt. Stacey's eyes opened wide in surprise. Fingers fumbled with the button and unzipped the fly. The Bone's trousers started to fall. Hitching his thumbs into the elastic of the underlying boxers, The Bone pushed the full ensemble of pants to his knees. An enormous prick popped out from between the tails of his button-down shirt.
"Oh, my," said Stacey as she moved to her knees before the stiffening rod. "That's quite a bone you have there." Her words dissolved into a muffled groan as she took the head of his mighty cock between her lips.
In many situations, when a couple start having sex in a room of people, someone will say "let's give them some privacy" and move along. This was not that kind of crowd. Instead, Jack and Steve and Rick began to unfasten their pants in an organized disrobing effort. Soon four dicks hovered in the space around Stacey's head. Smiling as she sucked, she took members in each hand and began a rotation of sucks. Somehow her clothes began to fall away, pulled and shed in quick motions.
Some men might be bothered, bearing witness to the sudden symphony of sexual attention befalling their beloved wife. I was not one of those men. For me, the arousal derived from watching the hungry feast of love making attended by my woman and my friends is infinite.
Not all women enjoy a gangbang, but the ones who do embrace the overflow of sexuality do so with gusto. An individual male, regardless of his libido, unless he has been deprived of sex for months and years, can only provide a modicum of attention to a female, only so much fucking as his testosterone and physical stamina can provide. At his best, he can only fill one hole, so to speak, supplementing the fullness of his rigid dick with the digital play of his fingers. Toys and whatnot can be used to help in the effort. But there are limits to the satisfactions one man can provide.
