He moaned.i could not get enough, his hot, throbbing cock felt so good coming in and out of my mouth, his hand on my head, I pulled out my own cock fr...m my panties and started stroking it hard I was in heaven.Periodically he would stop and kiss me and again shove his cock in my mouth, I would rub his pre-cum on my lips and love every second of it.finally he pulled me up and kissed me, threw me on the bed and got on top of me, our cocks rubbing against one another, so hard, so hot.Slowly he. Progress, ever progress.Mr. Biggenstiff returned the favor, then the lovers sat down to a heartybreakfast of ham and eggs."Let's go the pool before we wash up today," Mr. Biggenstiff suggested.Sounded good to Stacey.Though he wondered what kind of ridiculously sexy outfit Mr. Biggenstiffwould want Stacey to wear.He soon found out.Mr. Biggenstiff wore a standard, black speedo. He handed Stacey what theboy could only call a pouch with floss.The pouch covered his boy's things. Barely. The floss. I lied and told him no, only because I wanted to hear where this was going.He then asked me, "How would you like to have an all black gang bang"? The idea both scared me and intrigued me. The idea of having raw sex with men, some of whom I did not know was almost overpowering. Troy explained that they would be friends of his and that he would be there to protect me. I agreed.Another week went by and this was all I thought about. I drove to the city where Troy kept an apartment. We met at a bar. She appeared a short time later wearing a short black skirt that had a slit way up her thigh. She wore a sheer white blouse with a blazer over it. To my delight, she wore no bra or panties. The blazer, she informed me, would be worn until she felt comfortable enough with the crowd to remove it. We were off! We arrived at the club at 11:00, we signed in and paid our membership fee. The place was crowded, but we discovered a table for two along the side of the dance floor. The music was blasting.