He embraced me and this time I reciprocated, grateful for all that he had done for me. His hand rubbed up my back and back down, resting at my lower b...ck, making goose bumps rise all over my skin. “Oh, is it too cold in here? I can warm it up for you," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, causing my eyes to flutter back involuntarily. “Oh no, it’s fine - thank you,” I stammered, breaking the hug. “And thank you for everything.” “You are certainly welcome!” he said with a smile.. I found myself thinking about it all of the time and masturbating several times a day.Over the years some of the details of my fantasy have changed but the overall theme remained the same, I wanted to be used like a complete slut by several men. For some reason the thought of being fucked by a group strangers really turned me on.Maybe it was because nice girls don't do such things or maybe it was because it was just so dirty, exciting, and adventurous, but I have these ongoing images of sucking. She gave me this look of such great longing that I only wanted to hold her in my arms. Giggling, Joni broke away from my grasp and ran a short distance away from the surf. Standing before me, she tossed her shoes away, and let the straps of her sundress fall from her shoulders. Slowly, Joni allowed the top of her dress to fall lower until her magnificent breasts were exposed to me. My heart was pounding in my chest. Her pictures didn’t do her justice. She was much more beautiful and desirable. My curiosity spiked when I found Amy waiting for me after turning in my mid-term on Friday and she insisted we take a long lunch break to relax. Even when the rest of The Girls headed back to the dorm, Amy snagged me a few of my favorite cookies and suggested we stay a bit longer.Not wanting to spoil the surprise, I decided to play along. It was almost an hour before Amy said we could head back. In the dorm we found all of The Girls waiting for us in my room."Merry Christmas!" they cheered as I.