#gary sandy

Sure, we all know “Turkeys Away” originally aired October 30, 1978, but now we know the reair date was July 23, 1979.

I wanted to post this fanfic on Wednesday, but I didn't finish it until today.

This fanfic might be a little historically inaccurate, but whatever.

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Disco was arguably the most iconic, popular music genre of the 1970's.

The word "disco" is short for "discoteque", a type of night club where people dance together.

And arguably the most famous, iconic, popular and recognizable discotheque of all time is Studio 54, a hugely popular disco in the 1970's and even early 1980's.

What made Studio 54 unique was that it was a disco that celebrities and very important people could only attend, or at least that's what Youtuber ADoseofBuckley said.

Many famous people attended Studio 54: Michael Jackson, Drew Barrymore as a little girl, Diana Ross, Cher, Olivia Newton John (RIP), Andy Warhol, you name it.

Discos were places where people could dance provocatively and rub their bodies on each other, basically simulating sex moves.

 And at the end of 1979, you've brought John Ritter, Gary Sandy from "WKRP In Cincinatti" and Leigh McCloskey to Studio 54.

John's hair had grown longer and he looked sexy AF with long hair.

When you brought Leigh to Studio 54, he didn't have facial hair like in the movie "Inferno" he'd be in next year, and Leigh looked so cute without facial hair.

John Ritter was already a household name on "Three's Company"---which was one of the most popular television shows of the late 1970's, it was even the highest rated show on television during its time.

Gary was on a popular show known as "WKRP in Cincinatti"---which made Loni Anderson a household name.

You had to explain to the that Leigh McCloskey is on television---he's starred and co-starred in some made-for-TV movies, one of them starring Eve Plum from "The Brady Bunch" and he starred in a slight "Jaws" knockoff in 1978 known as "".

You also told them Leigh starred on some television shows such as "" and "Married: The First Year".

Even though Leigh was never really a household name, by the 1980's, he'd be a regular on "Dallas", one of the most popular televison shows of the 80's.

Leigh was even a teen heartthrob and on the cover of Playgirl magazine.

You, Leigh, John and Gary were all accepted into entering Studio 54, which made you as well as Leigh smile and relieved.

When you arrived to Studio 54, you were dressed in a sleeveless halter top with short shorts that reached your bikini line and open toed 1970's platform high heeled shoes.

Your shorts showed off your long, smooth, beautiful, hairless, graceful, nearly endless legs.

John, Gary and Leigh meanwhile, were dressed in long sleeved button down shirts that were unbuttoned at the chest area, showing off John and Gary's hairy chests.

That wasn't all they wore, they also wore pants that matched and blended in with their shirts.

While you stared at the dancefloor, your eyes were looking around for an empty spot for you and your entourage for dance.

John, Gary, and Leigh too were trying to find a spot on the dance floor to dance on.

You did find a spot, which made you excited and smile, and you led John, Gary and Leigh with you to that empty area on the dancefloor.

As you walked to that empty spot, you held on to John's and Leigh's hands, helping escort and pull them to the dancefloor.

You, John, Leigh and Gary were all huddled and walking close together so you wouldn't get lost in the swarm of people.  

When you filled the empty spot on the dancefloor with these 3 men you brought with you, you stood in front of John while Leigh stood behind you and Gary stood sideways next to you on your side.

You stood in front of John because he's arguably the hottest of all of these men in your opinion, and Leigh is the 2nd hottest of these men.

While you stood in front of John, you raised your arms up until you rested your forearms on his shoulders and placed your hands behind his neck, locking your fingers together.

With a grin on your face and your head slightly tilted, you began to roll and grind your crotch forward on John's crotch.

You stood really close to John while you rubbed and gyrated your crotch on his groin.

Leigh, however, began to roll and grind his crotch forward on your ass, his groin touching your buttocks as he slid it up and down.

Gary, too, rolled and grinded his crotch forward on one of your hips, nudging his crotch on your hip.

It was basically like you were giving John a lapdance.

John grinned and smiled while you rolled your crotch on his crotch, and you can feel his erection bulging through his pants as you grinded your lap on his lap.

You can also feel Leigh's and Gary's erections bulging and protruding through their slacks while they rub their laps on your ass and hip.

Gary was wearing tight pants like he did on "WKRP in Cincinatti".

John, too, began to roll, gyrate and grind his crotch forward.

You've thought of raising one of your legs over John's leg and propping your vulva on one of his thighs, rubbing and grinding your crotch on his thigh.

You've told John, Gary and Leigh where you want them standing by you.

Speaking of rubbing, John slid his hands underneath your top, where his hands elevated up your stomach and stopped at your breasts, where his hands cupped over your braless tits.

His hands and fingers fondled and squeezed your breasts underneath your top.

Leigh, meanwhile, slid his hands under your top, where his hands began to caress up and down your waistline and your hips.

His hands were careful not to bump into John's arms.

Gary, on the other hand, tried to slip one of his hands under your shorts, where when his hand was under your shorts, his fingers began to stroke your clitoris and vulva.

You wore no panties underneath your shorts.

Was it necessary for them to slide their hands under your clothes and grope you?

They can fondle your body even if it's covered.

As they stroked your body, they were making you moan and bite your lip, almost having an orgasm.

Your clitoris was tickling while Gary rubbed it, and Leigh's hands tingled your waistline as they stroked up and down.

When John's hands slid up to your tits, his hands were tingling your skin he touched.

Likewise, John, Gary and Leigh were still grinding their crotches forward on your body.

John and Gary are famous actors, especially John, and some people on the dance floor might see them and what they're doing to you.

They'd be pointing at John and Gary and swarming around them.

It seems like these people dancing at Studio 54 tonight are all focused on themselves, rubbing up against each other, looking at each other in the faces and high on drugs.

Surprisingly, tonight, even when John and Gary were approaching an empty area on the dance floor, people weren't walking up to John and saying "Hey, you're John Ritter!".

You looked into John's eyes with a grin on your face.

"Aaaaaaah-aaaaaaaaaaaaah, love to love you bayyy-baaaaaaaaay" you sang to John, removing one of your hands away from the back of Shawn's neck and sliding your index finger down the middle of his hairy chest. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, love to love you baaaaaaay-baaaaaaaay"

You were singing the hook to Donna Summer's iconic, controversial 1975 hit "Love to Love You Baby".

John recognized the song you were singing, which made him grin and smile.

Your hand on his chest began to stroke up and down the middle of his chest, where his chest hair is, and his hairy chest is where you've wanted to stroke him the most.

His chest hair was slipping in between your fingers while you caressed up and down his chest.

"When you're laying so close to me" you sang, your eyes studying him up and down "There's no place I'd rather you be than in me, here, aaaaah"

You moaned on the last note, rolling your eyes and shutting your eyes while you moaned, arching your head back.

You also changed a word when you sang that Donna Summer song, and when you said "in me", your hand on John's chest swerved to where you pointed your index finger at your chest.

His eyes grew wide hearing you say "in me", and Leigh and Gary's eyes, too, grew wide and their eyebrows raised.

They recognized that song, but they deep down inside lit up in happiness.

You wish that Donna Summer song you're singing would play at Studio 54 right now, that song is so sexy and perfect for the mood right now, especially to dance to.

Can you ask the DJ to play that Donna song?

 You placed your hand back on John's chest, where you began to caress up and down the middle of his chest, feeling his wispy chest hair.

You want to sing that Donna Summer song, moans and all, especially to John.

In fact, maybe you will.

"Aaaaaaaaaah, love to love you baaaaaaaay-baaaaaaay" you sang, slowly swaying your hips back and forth, moaning like you were having an orgasm after singing the word "baby". "Aaaaaaah, love to love you baaaaay-baaaaaaaay"

You tried moaning in between singing "aaaaaah, love to love you baaaaaay-baaaaaay", your eyes were examining John up and down while you sang the chorus to this Donna Summer classic.

When you moaned, you arched your head back and shut your eyes like you really are having an orgasm.

You were singing this song directly to John Ritter and him alone.

If Britney Spears' "Gimme More" came out in the 1970's, you'd love to dance to that song with these 3 men right now.

Hell, some of the lyrics to that song describe how you are with John, Gary and Leigh right now.

Gary and Leigh no doubt are jealous of John.

Do you love them too?

Yeah.

Your hand behind John's head slid up his scalp, where your fingers buried through his long hair.

Your fingers tried running through his hair, and your eyes were carefully looking at his locks, making sure you won't mess them up.

You and John have so much sexual tension right now, you want to make out with him.

John was horny AF right now, and you leaned your face closer to his face until you locked lips with him.

His eyes might've grown wide, but what you're like with John right now, you may as well have kissed him.

John shut his eyes when your lips locked in between his, and you and John began lasciviously kissing each other.

Gary and Leigh saw your mouth attach to John's mouth, which made their eyes grow wide and their eyebrows raise.

Though this shouldn't be a shock to Gary and Leigh, considering the way you're dancing right now.

While you and John kissed each other, your tongue was caressing his tongue and vice versa.

Surprisingly, there haven't been any people pointing that John Ritter and you are French kissing while dancing provocitavely and John has his hands up your top.

You and your entourage have been worried paparazzi are going to take pictures and these photos will be all over the media, but fuck the paparazzi anyway.

Remember, the paparazzi are responsible for Princess Diana's death and they swarmed around an ambulance that had Britney Spears in it when she was about to be rushed to a hospital.

Right now, you're really wishing you had many arms and hands right now like Vishnu so one of your hands could squeeze John's crotch and slide under his pants to fondle his genitals while your other hand strokes his chest, and if you could, one of your other hands is running your fingers behind his head while your other hand strokes up and down his back.

John was trying to contain himself and not furiously rip his shirt open and take his clothes off.

Leigh, however, leaned his head closer to your neck, where his lips puckered slightly began kissing the side of your neck as well as the back of it.

His head and face were turned sideways trying to leave and plant kisses on various sides on the side of your neck.

Leigh's hands and wrists were getting tired from sliding up and down your hips and waistline, though he'd look awkward sliding his hands behind the small of your back and your stomach.

While John's hands were still cupping your breasts, his fingers were tweaking and pinching your nipples, your sensitive spot.

As John's hands stroked and caressed your tits, he was tingling your nipples.

Gary's hand and fingers could feel how moist your twat was, even if his fingers weren't buried in your vulva.

Gary's face leaned closer to the opposite side of your neck, where he tried leaving various kisses on the side of your neck.

Even though you look a little strange grinding and rolling your hips forward on John's crotch, you're worried if you straddle one of John's thighs, you'll leave a wet spot on his pants, but it isn't from peeing, pooing, or having your period, which thankfully you didn't have during this night.

You might be wearing shorts and you'll still be wearing shorts if you grind your lap on his thigh, but you're afraid sliding your clothed lap on his thigh will result in a wet stain on his pants leg.

Throughout this dance, John's skin has been feeling hot underneath his clothes, though Leigh and Gary are feeling hot under their outfits as well.

Leigh's lips are kissing a trail from the side of your neck to the back of your neck, where he's passionately kissing the skin on the back of your neck.

Though, he also passionately kissed the side of your neck too.

You're trying to contain yourself while rolling your crotch on John's lap.

You don't just want to slide your hand on John's chest, but also down his hairy torso and stomach.

You removed your hand behind John's head and moved your hand to his crotch, where you carefully squeezed it.

Your hand was grabbing his fabric covered groin, where you can feel his erection bulging through there.

You're thinking of sliding your hand under John's shirt and sliding your hand up and down his back, although his shirt is tucked in.

John felt the grasp of your hand squeezing his genitals, which made him open his eyes and stare at your hand holding his crotch.

He wasn't really taken aback by it, in fact, he was predicting you'd do this to him.

Considering you have 2 sexy AF men kissing your neck right now, maybe John Ritter can kiss your neck now.

Though, will it be a little difficult for him to kiss your neck, unless he tries slipping his head underneath your chin and head and you arch your head back?

Your hand has been rubbing his chest for a long time, so you removed your hand off of his chest despite that you didn't really want to, and you placed your hand behind his back, where you slid your hand up and down his spine.

His shirt is probably getting untucked out of his shirt from dancing, so maybe you could sneak your hand under his shirt and slide your hand up and down his spine.

Leigh's hands have slid to your waistline to your thighs, where his hands began stroking up and down the back of your thighs as well as swerving sideways to feel the top of your thighs.

While Leigh's hands are caressing your thighs, your hand let go of John's crotch and slipped under his pants, where your hand began to fondle and squeeze his private parts.

He felt your hand rummaging under his slacks, which really gave him a wakeup call.

His eyes opened and stared at your hand under his pants, where your hand began stroking his erection.

If this happened anywhere else, it would be a sex crime.

"Hey, that's John Ritter from 'Three's Company'!" someone exclaimed while pointing his index finger at John. "He's got some chick with her hand under his pants and his hands are up her top!"

About time someone noticed John and his entourage that isn't the "Three's Company" cast.

Some people were scurrying over to you and who was dancing with you, these people were smiling and getting a rise and kick out of seeing you dancing provocatively with John Ritter and Gary Sandy.

They'd never think they'd see Gary Sandy from "WKRP in Cincinatti" dancing so suggestively.

"Hey, can I dance with you?" someone asked. "Room for one more!"

"No thanks!" you replied with your head turned at this person asking for a dance, opening your eyes when you said that and breaking the kiss away from John.

John is loving you play with his cock, he's ordering and moaning for you to rub him some more.

"Ohhhh yeahhhh" he moaned in between kisses while his eyes tried looking at his dick. "That feels soooooooooo good"

Some men circling around you were making wolf whistles at you.

You probably will have paparazzi snapping away and taking pictures, but fuck them.

Soon, your hand escaped out of the top of John's pants and you removed your hand off of his back, as well as broke the kiss away from him.

You rotated and turned your body around this time where now your back was in front of John's torso and your ass was in front of his crotch.

While you stood in front of John with your back turned, you began to roll your ass up John's groin, your buttocks sliding up and down his lap.

Your hips and ass also swayed horizontally, left and right, back and forth on John's lap.

Your arms were up in the air while you swayed your hips back and forth, dancing and swaying on beat.

Your hips and ass gyrated and grinded on John's lap, almost giving him a lapdance while standing up.

It would be awesome if you had John, Leigh, Gary and maybe some of other men dancing at your home (or even their home) to your own playlist of songs you've chosen, that way you could dance to whatever song you wanted.

Although, in the 1970's, there were no iPhones, iPods, iPads, and even cassette tapes and CD roms.

As you swayed your ass and hips back and forth on John's lap as well as slid, rolled and grinded your ass up his crotch, you placed your hands on Leigh's shoulders this time, pulling him closer to you.

You still continued to let Gary dry hump you and touch you inappropriately,  with Gary's hand down your shorts and playing with your clitoris.

Now that John has had his turn to play with your breasts, Leigh can do this now too, as well as roll his crotch forward on you, basically dry humping you.

"You looked so hot in that 'Alexander: The Portrait of Dawn' movie" you said to Leigh with a smile on your face, placing your index finger on the side of his face.

"Really?" Leigh asked, smiling at you. "Thanks!"

"You can touch my tits now" you offered to him.

"Can I play with your pussy?" John asked.

"Sure!" you suggested. "But I want you to rub my hips and thighs first"

While John was a little disappointed that he couldn't touch your pussy now, he does want to stroke your hips.

If he puts his hand down your shorts and plays with your twat before he caresses your waistline, his fingers will spread your salty, creamy pussy juices that isn't urine and menstrual blood on your waistline and thighs.

John's hands snuck under your top and stopped at your waistline, where his hands began to slowly stroke and caress up and down your hips and curves.

"Y'want me to kiss the back of your neck?" John asked.

"Is this a question?" you asked. "Of course! And the side of my neck too!"

John got excited and smiled, where he leaned his face and head closer to the back of your neck until he began kissing it.

Leigh's hands slipped under your top, where his hands cupped over your breasts.

As his hands cupped your tits, his hands and fingers began to fondle and stroke your tits as well as squeeze them.

Leigh smiled while he squeezed and played with your breasts, and he has such a beautiful pearly white smile.

He wasn't just playing with your breasts, he was also dry humping your crotch, standing close to you and rolling, grinding and gyrating his crotch on your vulva.

Are you going to sing Donna Summer's "Love to Love You Baby" to him?

Not really, even though he is cute.

However, one of your hands on his shoulder swerved to the back of his head, where you buried your fingers through his hair.

When your fingers were buried in his hair, your hand pulled his head closer to your face, where you locked your lips in between his lips, shutting your lips as your mouth attached to his mouth.

His eyes shut when you locked lips with him, he knew what was up when you pulled his head closer to your face.

He wasn't refusing you when you pulled his head closer to your face, in fact, he was expecting this.

While you and Leigh's lips were attached to each other, you and Leigh began kissing and making out with each other.

You were kissing Leigh like you had kissed John Ritter, where your tongue was caressing Leigh's tongue and vice versa.

Your head was tilted sideways while you and Leigh were kissing each other.

As you kissed Leigh, you placed your hand on his bare chest and began to caress it, rubbing up and down his chest, tingling it.

Your fingers behind his head, meanwhile, were running through his hair, your fingers sliding and traveling on top of his scalp.

John's lips altered around to the side of your neck, where he planted many kisses there.

His lips were passionately kissing the side of your neck and he's one helluva kisser.

Likewise, you're seriously thinking of straddling one of Leigh's thighs and rolling, grinding and gyrating your pelvis forward on his thigh.

Between kisses, you're actually quietly and breathily moaning due to Gary Sandy rubbing your clitoris.

He's even thinking of sticking his fingers up your pussy hole.

You're surprised Gary's hand hasn't lifted out of your shorts for him to slide his fingers in your mouth and suck your creamy pussy juices off of them.

Leigh is probably getting hot underneath his clothes, though so is John and Gary.

You actually have thought of inviting Mark Hamill to this little provocative dance, considering he was cute AF during the 1970's.

Your hands nearly want to unbutton John, Leigh and Gary's shirts all the way down.

Eventually, your hand on Leigh's chest moved down to his crotch, where you cupped, squeezed and fondled his groin without your hand under his pants...yet.

John's hands have eventually slid down from your waistline to your thighs, where his hands began stroking the top of your thighs.

It feels really good to rub your fingers over your fabric covered nipples and clitoris, maybe John, Leigh and Gary could've done that.

Soon, your hand snuck under Leigh's pants, where your hand squeezed his private parts and he wasn't wearing underwear.

Your hand also stroked his penis under his pants.

Leigh's eyes grew wide at that and stared at your hand playing with his crotch, though he really shouldn't be surprised at this.

Likewise, you eventually rotated your body around until your back was in front of Leigh's torso, and you rolled and slid your ass up Leigh's crotch this time, gyrating and grinding your ass on his lap.

You also swayed your hips back and forth on his crotch too.

The last one you danced with was Gary.

Gary swerved in front of John and stood in front of Ritter, where you placed your hands on Gary's shoulders and began to dance with him.

Like so, Gary started dry humping you, rolling, gyrating and pushing his crotch forward on your crotch.

And your hand slid up the back of Gary's head while you pulled his head closer for a kiss, locking your lips in between his lips and began smooching him.

Your eyes and his eyes were closed as you began French kissing him, your tongue sliding and licking his tongue and vice versa.

Your other hand was placed on the middle of Gary's bare chest peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt, and your hand began to caress and stroke up and down his chest, tingling his skin as your hand brushed in between where his pectoral muscles would be.

John Ritter, on the other hand, has swerved himself on your side, where he's nudging his body on the side of your torso.

While John stood on your side, he began to push and dry hump your hip and leg, grinding and rolling his pelvis forward on the side of your body.

One thing Leigh hasn't done to you while he's fondled your breasts is tweak your nipples, so in between your kisses to Gary, you told Leigh to tweak your nipples and pinch them, and he listened to you.

His fingers began to turn and pinch your nipples gently, rubbing your areolas back and forth horizontally.

As you kissed Gary, you told John you want him to slide his hand under your shorts and rub your clitoris, and he obeyed you.

John's hand slipped under your shorts, where his fingers stopped at your clit and began to rub it.

You told Gary his hand can slip away from your clitoris now, and after you said that to him, Gary's hand rose out of your shorts.

Gary is desperate into wanting to taste your pussy right now, despite his fingers were sliding up and down your clitoris, not the rest of your vulva.

You broke your kiss away from Gary, where this time you wrapped your mouth around his big nose and began sucking it.

You didn't just suck his nose, but kissed it as well.

Gary was taken aback, his eyes growing wide and his eyebrows raising, but he doesn't really mind this.

When you sucked his nose, you told Gary you want him to put his hands on your hips and slide them up and down your waistline, something he hasn't done yet.

Gary's hands slid under your top and his fingers wrapped around your waistline, where his hands began to stroke up and down your hips.

Gary is the least attractive out of all of these men, though for some reason, he's the last one you're going to give a lapdance to.

While you were basically giving Leigh a lapdance while standing up, you tried to gyrate and push your crotch forward on Gary's crotch, trying to give him a lapdance as well.

Did it work?

Somewhat.

You pulled your mouth and face away from Gary's face so you could tell him something.

"Your bulge in your tight jeans on TV turns me on so much" you purred to him with your head tilted. "I wanna feel your bulge on me"

Gary chuckled hearing that, he's gotten a lot of letters from thirsty women and young girls and even some gay men telling him about his iconic tight pants and bulge.

Granted, you did feel his bulge rubbing on you, and you told Gary as well as John and Leigh to wear tight pants tonight.

You leaned your face back into Gary's face again, where you wrapped your mouth around his nose and sucked and kissed it.

"Hopefully she won't stick her tongue up his nostrils" John said, which made Leigh and Gary chuckle.

Speaking of Gary's bulge, you've stroked on his chest enough, and your hand slid all the way down to his crotch, where your hand squeezed and fondled his bulge.

Your hand was playing with his fabric covered crotch, feeling his erection bulge through his pants.

Leigh played with your nipples enough, so you pulled your face away from Gary and turned your head to Leigh, where you told Leigh to slide his hand under your shorts and play with your clit this time.

John and Leigh can both play with your clitoris now.

Leigh became excited, and one of his hands slid out of your top from the bottom of it and slipped under your shorts, where his hand joined John's hand into playing with your twat.

You'd actually love it if you got fucked by a penis on the dancefloor, like John Ritter's cock fucked your pussy while Gary Sandy's dick fucked your ass and you sucked on Leigh McCloskey's penis maybe, though you and those 3 would get arrested, no doubt about that.

But this is Studio 54, and what happens in Studio 54 stays there.

Bullshit.

Now that you had 2 men playing with your pussy, you told Gary you want him to now play with your tits.

Gary's hands slid up to your ribcage and shifted across to your breasts, where he began squeezing and fondling them as usual.

Your hand let go of Gary's bulge and slid under his pants, where your hand fondled, squeezed and played with his private parts as usual.

Later on, you turned around and gave Gary a lapdance, swaying your ass back and forth horizontally on his lap and rolling and gyrating your ass up his crotch.

Having 2 men play with your clit while another played with your nipples and breasts made you cum, and John and Leigh pulled their fingers out of your shorts and tasted your pussy cream.

They slid their fingers in their mouths, but not each others mouths, like Leigh sliding his finger in John's mouth and vice versa, and they tasted your salty but delicious pussy juices.

"Hey Gary" John said. "She's cum...taste her pussy!"

Gary quickly removed one of his hands off of your breasts and slid it under your shorts, where he let his fingers slide in between your vulva.

His hand elevated out of your shorts, where he placed his fingers in your mouth and tasted your pussy juices.