I have always had a fantasy about being completely filled up. Who knew the real thing would be so much better than the fantasy.
Christmas has always been an exciting time of year that my boyfriend and I love. The drinks, the friends and most importantly the sex seem to flow freely.
It was Boxing Day and we were doing our annual pub crawl along the beach (Xmas gets very hot in the Southern Hemisphere). I wore a fairly revealing outfit as it makes me tingle down stairs when I have random people staring at my body. Most importantly underwear is an absolute no-no.
As we were ordering drinks at the third bar of the day a strong attractive looking man named Carlos sat next to me. Ten minutes into the conversation his hand was on my thigh slowly creeping higher under by dress. As my excitement levels increased another man (Harry) approached. Apparently they were friends and they were making their intentions very clear. As they discretely ran their hands over my boobs and brushed against my panty-less pussy I thought that my fantasy may become a reality. As if it was on queue my boyfriend walked over and asked if it was time to leave with these two men. Unbeknown to me at the time my man had organised my dream Christmas present.