Oz Beach Boy Denuded By Schoolgirls

NOTES: This is a continuation of my earlier story “Oz Beach Boy Strips For Schoolgirls”. It can (hopefully), however, be read as a stand-alone story. Though there are schoolgirl characters in the story, it is clearly demonstrated in the text that they are senior students and are all over the age of eighteen. All other characters featured and mentioned are also over the age of eighteen. This is a CFNM stripping story with minimal male/female sexual activity. This is a work of complete fiction.

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It was a warm, humid summer’s day in Sydney, Australia. I sat in my apartment looking at the screen of my laptop. I’d just received an email, and I was deliberating over how to respond. I chewed absent-mindedly on my thumbnail and re-read the email in front of me.

“Hi Matt, you big stud! It’s Mia and Iris here…remember us?” the email began. “Your two new friends from the bay? Thanks again for doing that amazing wank show for us a few weeks ago. We’ve been talking about your huge dong ever since. Iris keeps laughing about how you jizzed all over my legs when you came! We still can’t believe it actually happened.”

I laughed to myself at the memory. Being a 25-year-old exhibitionist who slyly loved publicly getting his gear off for groups of women, I had stripped nude in front of these two eighteen-year-old schoolgirls at a secluded bay not too far from where I lived.

They watched me with glee and took a few sneaky photos on their phones too. Things went even further when they started chatting to me, and then asked me to masturbate for them right out in the open.

It was a huge turn-on, but I managed to compose myself enough to check their digital driver’s licenses first to make sure that they were eighteen. Thankfully, they both were.

I jacked it hard for their enjoyment and eventually shot my load all over the rocks. I hit Mia in the legs too as ropes of thick cum exploded from my cock.

The girls loved it. They asked for my email so they could get in touch with me. They’d mentioned that they wanted me to get naked and jerk off for their friends too.

I was uncertain about whether I really wanted to become some kind of erotic entertainer for high school girls, but the thought of stripping off and then playing with myself for a female audience again certainly got me hot. These opportunities certainly didn’t come up every day.

I liked to show off my muscled body to women at the beach, and would get nude when I could at various secluded coastal spots around Sydney. I only did this when the women appeared to be into it. I wasn’t some out-of-control flasher.

I was in great shape, so I would get a few interested groups of women every now and again. Putting on a pre-arranged nude show for two teenage girls that I barely knew and a bunch of their friends, however, was certainly not something that I’d done before. I got excited just thinking about it.

“We’ve told three of our friends about what happened at the bay,” the email continued. “They’ve been hassling us to email you and set up another show. We showed them the photos of you with your willy out. They really, really want to see it for real.”

I felt a rush of excitement when I read about Mia and Iris showing their friends the nude photos of me.

“Would you come over to my house this weekend?” the email continued. “And take off all your clothes for us? Pretty please? My mother will be interstate, so we’ve really got to do it this weekend. Our friends are all eighteen as well, and they’ll bring ID. We know that’s important to you! They’re desperate to see your dicky-bird, Matt! We really want to see it again too.”

This proposition was getting harder and harder to turn down.

“In case you’ve forgotten us, we’ve put a photo of us in the email,” Mia’s message continued. “Feel free to play with yourself while looking at us in our cossies! Jizz all over our faces! Ha ha! Thanks, Matt. Your two pervy little friends, Mia & Iris. xoxoxoxoxox”

Below the message, there was indeed a photo. It was a selfie that the girls had taken at the beach. Mia had her arm around Iris’ shoulders, and they both had their lips puckered in a big, tawdry kiss, which was aimed right at the camera.

When I’d stripped for them a few weeks ago, the girls were in their school uniforms, but in this photo, they were wearing bikinis. They looked even better with less clothes on. I started to get aroused.

The tanned and lean Mia had straight, sandy brown hair that swayed attractively past her supple shoulders. She had classically gorgeous features, and was a real stunner. Her average-sized bust looked fantastic in her red bikini top, which showed some very nice cleavage.

Iris was a little heavier, with much bigger breasts, which were shown off beautifully by her black bikini top. She had long, wavy red hair, pale skin and thick-rimmed black glasses, which belied her foul mouth and naughty sense of humour.

The photo really turned me on, and I began to feel myself stiffen. Memories of our experience at the bay came flooding back, and very quickly I had a full-blown boner.

My shorts and underwear strained under the pressure of my massive hard-on. I looked longingly at Mia and Iris’ lithe, sexy young bodies.

I hastily slid off my shorts and underwear and let my enormous cock loose. It slapped back against my stomach with a thud. I took hold and jerked myself off while looking excitedly at the photo of Mia and Iris.

I moaned and grunted to myself, and in two minutes, I ejaculated all over my laminate floor. I struggled to wrench my shorts back over my softening but still huge cock.

I was blessed — and in some ways occasionally cursed too — with an unnaturally long and thick penis.

Mia had actually suggested that I measure it — something that I hadn’t actually done before — a few weeks ago when we were at the bay. She’d produced a ruler from her schoolbag and I was shocked to find out that I was 31cm hard and 23cm soft.

I always knew that I had a very big penis, but when I googled these numbers, I discovered that I was actually a real physical outlier.

I was excited but also slightly disturbed by my measurements. I knew that a lot of guys would love to have a few extra centremetres, but I could easily have done with a few less.

My cock softened further, and I grabbed some paper towels to wipe up the messy streaks of cum under my desk. As I cleaned up, I also realised that I had made up my mind. I would do it…I would strip down again for Mia and Iris and their friends.

If they were up for it, I’d gladly jerk off for them too. If the new girls all turned out to be eighteen as well, I would be more than happy to fuck them or eat them out too. And if they wanted to suck me off, well, that would be absolutely fine as well. I’d leave that up to them, of course.

Once I’d binned the jizz-filled paper towels, I sat down at my desk and hit reply on the email. I wanted to lay out a few ground rules to make sure that this situation didn’t get out of hand, and that everything remained safe and above board.

“Hi Mia & Iris,” I wrote. “Of course I remember you! Thanks for the hot photo — I just jerked off over it! I’ve given it some thought, and yes, I’ll get nude for you and your friends. I still get hot when I think about what we did at the bay, and I’d like to do it again. Just a few things though. Can you please just keep it to these three new friends? I’m not a stripper or nude waiter so I’m not used to situations like this. It’ll be fun but it’s still a bit strange for me. I don’t want there to be twenty girls there or something crazy like that! I don’t want things to get out of hand, and I won’t do anything too weird. Also, these girls have to be eighteen like you. I’d like to check their IDs so I know that everything is cool. As you know, I don’t want to get myself in trouble with the cops or anything. Just shoot me through the address, and I’ll turn up at noon on Saturday. I’m more comfortable doing this during the day. Is this okay with you? Let me know. Thanks! Your naked friend, Matt.”

I went and got a drink, and when I returned to my desk, I noticed that Mia had already replied to my email. It kicked off with about ten smiley emoji’s, followed by ten eggplant emoji’s, and ten thumbs-up emoji’s.

“Thanks, Matt,” Mia’s email read. “You’re the best. I can’t wait to see that massive ding-a-ling of yours again! That all sounds great. It’ll just be the five of us, I promise, and we’re all eighteen. We will see you at noon on Saturday. Mia xoxoxoxo”

She also provided the street address of her house, which wasn’t too far away from me.

Five days later, I sat in my car across the road from Mia’s house. It was a large family home in a nice area. It was half an hour before the proposed noon start time.

I’d arrived early to make sure that I wouldn’t be walking into an out-of-control party. The house was quiet, and everything seemed okay.

It was a mild day, and I was dressed in jeans, trainers and a button-up shirt. I jokingly had my Speedos on underneath as that was the first thing that Mia and Iris had seen me wearing. They knew that I loved my Speedos.

I’d jerked off at home an hour before to make sure that I could last a while longer if they got me masturbating for them again. I tended to come pretty quickly, especially if I was highly aroused. I wanted to make sure that I put on a good show for these girls.

I’d also left a note in my car’s glovebox and on my desk at home stating the address where I was going. I was still a little nervous about this whole situation, though my increasing arousal far outweighed my fears.

I realised that I probably should have met the girls somewhere semi-public, but it was too late. Anyway, Mia and Iris seemed a little crazy but ultimately sweet, and I was pretty sure that I could trust them not to put me in the middle of anything dangerous.

I sat in my car counting down the minutes until noon. At about 11:55am, what looked like an Uber pulled up in front of the house. Three young girls piled out of the car. I only saw them from behind, so I couldn’t get a good look at them.

I wound down my window a little. They buzzed the intercom at the house’s outside wall, and I heard one of them speak.

“Let us in, bitch,” one of the girls laughed. “We wanna see some fuckin’ cock!”

There was a scratchy sound from the intercom, and then the girls were buzzed in. There were only three of them, and they obviously weren’t demure types. I was pretty sure that this was going to be another wild experience. Sweat dripped down my forehead.

I got out of my car and headed over to Mia’s house. I straightened my shirt, ran my fingers through my longish brown hair, and pressed the buzzer exactly at noon.

“Is that you, sexy?” came Mia’s chirpy, friendly voice. “Are you pressing the buzzer with your winkle?”

“Oh, come on,” I laughed. “Yep, it’s Matt.”

“Do you have a special delivery for us?” she laughed “A huge supply of sausage?”

“For god’s sake,” I groaned good-naturedly, reminded not only of how Mia was seemingly obsessed with my cock, but also of the litany of bizarre terms that she had for it.

“Come on in,” Mia said and buzzed me through. “Don’t jam your willy in the gate!”

As I walked through the front garden, Mia opened the door to a large, modern family home. It wasn’t a mansion, but it certainly looked like her mother or father or both were pulling in a fair amount of cash. Maybe I should be charging for this “service”? I giggled at the thought.

“Hey Matt,” the beautiful Mia smiled, and the equally lovely Iris quickly appeared behind her. “Thanks for coming over. How are you?”

“I’m good, thanks,” I replied. “It’s nice to see you both again.”

“I’m always happy to see that hot body,” Iris smiled. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot, Matt…and doing certain things to myself while having those thoughts.”

Iris had actually masturbated while watching me masturbate at the bay a few weeks ago, which had gotten me very, very hot indeed.

She looked casually gorgeous in a pair of light tracksuit pants and a fitted t-shirt that showed off her ample bust.

The enticingly braless Mia sported a tight, nipple-highlighting singlet and a pair of cut-off denim shorts. Her lean, lithe, tanned legs were on glorious display.

“I’ve jerked off over you guys quite a few times too,” I smiled. “I really liked that photo you sent me…it could have been better though.”

“Oh, how so?” Mia asked with a look of genuine disappointment on her face.

“Pretty obvious,” I laughed. “You could have had your tits out.”

“Get fucked…we’re not all like you, Matt,” Iris laughed. “Not everyone likes being seen naked! Speaking of which, get that sexy arse in here!”

I walked inside, and took a look around the house. It was impressive and stylishly designed, with an open kitchen and living area leading out to glass doors that opened on to a beautiful outdoor swimming pool and spa area nestled amongst a small garden.

“Come and meet our friends,” Mia said, and motioned to three girls sitting around a large, white kitchen bench.

“This is Malika, Charlotte and Olivia,” Mia said, pointing to each of the young girls as she said their names. “We’ve told them all about you and what you did for us…all the juicy details. They’ve been very excited about meeting you.”

They each waved at me, smiled, and then slowly looked me up and down. The girls appeared to be a little nervous and uncertain, except for Malika, who was obviously a very confident and self-possessed young woman. I guessed that it was her who demanded to “see some fuckin’ cock” at the front gate.

With her smooth, caramel-coloured skin, dark eyes, and almost raven-black hair, the steamily exotic Malika appeared to be of Middle Eastern heritage. She flaunted a wonderfully curvy body in a tight, casual, long-sleeved black mini-dress that she’d teamed with a pair of Adidas trainers.

She had long fingernails and fake eyelashes, and her wrists were adorned with bangles. She had a ring on nearly every digit, one of which was a snake that curled around her right index finger.

Malika also had very large breasts, which were highlighted by her beautifully low-dipping cleavage. Like a lot of exotic-looking young girls in Australia, Malika appeared to use Kim Kardashian as a style icon. I had absolutely no problem with that at all.

The equally alluring but very different Charlotte looked a little like Mia: she was Anglo, tall, lean, tanned, gorgeous, and natural-looking, with subtle features and long, straight blonde hair. Her legs were lithe and supple, and her breasts were average in size.

She wore a short skirt and a singlet emblazoned with the words “Not All Girls Believe In Unicorns.” Charlotte’s face was noticeably dotted with pimples, but it hardly detracted from her beauty.

Olivia was the most unusual of the three. She was by far the heaviest of the five girls, with big, thick thighs, a wonderfully expansive butt, and fulsome breasts. Her straight, shoulder-length hair was dyed purple, and she wore dark, heavy eye makeup.

She was dressed in a checked shirt over a pair of long cut-off black denim shorts, along with a lot of wrist bracelets. Olivia was actually very attractive too, but it looked like she was trying to hide it.

“Hi Matt,” Malika said in a throaty purr. “Mia and Iris weren’t lying. You are very cute…very cute indeed. Thanks for saying yes to this. I can’t wait to see you naked.”

“Thanks,” I replied. “You’re all very beautiful too. I’m happy to be here…it’s very exciting.”

The three girls — obviously prepared by Mia and Iris — then helpfully held up their mobile phones and showed me their digital driver’s licenses, which gave me immediate proof that they were all eighteen-years-old.

“There you go,” Olivia smiled. “Anything goes! We’re all legal.”

“Thanks for that, I really appreciate it,” I said. “I don’t want to get myself into any trouble.”

“No worries,” Charlotte smiled. “Hey Matt, I gotta ask, dude. Did you really wank yourself off in front of Mia and Iris at the bay? They said you stripped naked and strutted around with your cock out while they watched. Then when they asked you to, you pulled yourself off until you jizzed all over the place. Is that true? I still don’t believe them.”

“That’s exactly what happened, Charlotte…it’s all true,” I replied. “We had a great time.”

“Suck that, Charlotte,” Iris laughed. “I told you, bitch! I told you it happened!”

“You fuckin’ sluts,” Charlotte laughed. “I knew I should have pissed off from school with you that day! But I didn’t want to miss Visual Art with Ms. Chabrol. I thought she might have been having one of her let’s-look-at-these-sculptures-of-naked-men classes! I love it when she gets going with the naked men. But I could have seen the real thing! Fuck!”

“Dude, that’s amazing,” Olivia giggled. “Are you some kind of pervert, Matt? Do you, like, jerk off on buses and trains and stuff like that? Do you pull your dick out in shopping malls? Are you a weirdo flasher guy?”

“No, I don’t do shit like that,” I laughed. “No way. I hang around the bays and beaches in my Speedos. If it looks like a group of women are checking me out, I might put on a little show for them. If the situation allows it, I might get naked, like I did for Mia and Iris.”

“That’s so fuckin’ hot,” Charlotte screeched. “I wish I’d seen you around before. I would have been checking you out, trust me!”

“Yeah, me too,” Olivia laughed. “You wouldn’t miss it! I’d be drooling! My tongue would be hanging out!”

“Your undies would be soaked too,” Iris laughed. “You’d be fingering yourself straight away like I did!”

“He’s very good at getting girls turned on,” Mia giggled. “He looks like a stripper. Matt’s got an amazing body and a really long peeny. It’s really fat too. It’s like one of those things you put at the bottom of a door to stop the cold air coming in. He might show it to us after we hang out and have a few drinks.”

“A few drinks?” Malika spat. “This isn’t a little party, Mia! You said this guy was gonna come over and take off his fucking clothes! Not have a few drinks!”

“Can’t we just chill for a bit first?” Mia asked. “Let Matt relax for a while and we’ll get to know each other. I’m sure that he’ll be happy to get his donger out later on.”

“Fuck that,” Malika laughed. “I want his donger out right now. He’s fuckin’ hot. I wanna see his cock and arse.”

“Come on, we’ll go and sit in the living area,” Mia smiled at Malika. “Let’s go.”

“Yeah, let’s do that,” I added. “We’ll just chill for a while. Come on, I just walked in the door. We’ll get it happening, don’t worry.”

We all moved toward the back of the house and kept chatting. There were three big, plush sofas and a glass coffee table in the white-tiled living room. We all looked out over the azure swimming pool and spa area.

It felt extremely erotic being surrounded by five very attractive eighteen-year-old schoolgirls who were openly ogling me.

Malika’s impatient, aggressive sexual talk, however, made me a little nervous. If things got out of hand, she’d be the one driving it.

“Have you flashed your body for many women?” Olivia asked pruriently. “Do you do it a lot? Whip out the ol’ sex stick?”

“Yeah, I’ve flashed a few women,” I replied. “I prefer doing it in front of groups of women, so yeah, quite a few. I’ve had a few interesting experiences.”

“That’s so sexy,” Charlotte sighed. “Have any of them ever jumped you? Like, they got excited when you got your cock out and then they just went for you? Held you down and got on top of you?”

“Um, not really,” I laughed. “Oh, sort of…I did have a pretty full-on encounter with four Russian tourists up on that quiet rocky headland near the beach.”

“Oh my god,” Mia laughed. “Yeah, Matt told us about that! They sort of raped him up there.”

“What?” Charlotte screamed. “What do you mean? You got gang-banged by a bunch of chicks?”

“Nobody raped me,” I laughed. “I was walking around in my Speedos after having a swim. Four Russian women saw me. They threatened me and made me take off my Speedos. There was nothing I could really do without getting violent. They took photos of me, and then they did a lot of stuff to me…they sucked me off, jerked me off, and then one of them fucked me. I said no at first, but I actually loved it. I came all over myself. They stole my Speedos and left me there naked. Thank god I found an old towel on the ground nearby to cover myself with and I ran back to the beach where I’d left my clothes.”

“Wow,” Olivia gasped. “That’s pretty weird! They must have been some thirsty bitches!”

“I think it’s pretty hot actually,” Charlotte laughed. “They held you down? And fucked you? But you weren’t crying and screaming and shit? You were into it?”

“Oh yeah, definitely,” I laughed. “I was moaning and groaning. It was a huge turn-on. I loved it.”

I conveniently left out the more humiliating moments of the experience, as well as the equally humiliating things that had happened to me afterwards on my walk back to the beach.

I kept those parts of the story to myself. They were not for sharing, and would probably make me look a little less sexy to these five girls.

“That’s pretty kinky,” Malika smiled. “I like it…a sexy guy like you getting used and abused by those women. It’s making me hot.”

“Are your knickers wet, Malika?” Iris giggled.

“I’m getting there,” Malika replied and let out a throaty chuckle. “I’m getting a bit sick of all this talking though. I really wanna see Matt naked now.”

“I’ve never seen a guy fully naked in the flesh,” Olivia chimed in helpfully. “Just on the internet…I’ve seen lots of cocks there! Charlotte and Malika have seen a guy in the nuddy though.”

“Shut up, Olivia,” Charlotte giggled.

“She was having a spa here with Noah Henley and she pulled off his board-shorts under the water,” Olivia continued. “We were all drunk. He had nothing on underneath, and she threw his shorts up into a tree. Noah was fully nude in the spa. Malika was watching and laughing her head off. She was screaming, ‘We’re all gonna see your cock! You have to get out of the water eventually! We’re gonna see it! I’m gonna tell all the girls about your cock! Length and width! Everyone’s gonna know about your cock!'”

“Where were you, Olivia?” I asked. “You didn’t see this poor guy get pantsed in the spa?”

“No, I was inside with Mia and Iris,” Olivia replied. “They were doing shots in the kitchen, and I was in Mia’s bedroom getting fingered by Ben McAllister. We had our clothes on though. Anyway, Noah eventually had to jump out of the spa and run across the deck to grab his towel. He tried to cover it, but he slipped, and Charlotte and Malika both saw his dick.”

“It was really little,” Charlotte laughed. “It was funny. He was so embarrassed. You guys didn’t miss much.”

“Yeah, he didn’t have much of a cock,” Malika said. “It was more like a dicklet. But you know what? I’m sick of talking about cocks. I want to see one. It’s time this guy got his fucking gear off!”

And with that, Malika sprang toward me with a furious sense of purpose. She grabbed at my shirt and started ripping violently at its buttons. I heard the cotton tear, and felt the top two buttons come right off. She pulled down on the buttons and I heard another tear. Malika was literally ripping my shirt off.

“Hey, what are you doing?” I shouted. “Don’t do that…what are you doing?”

“What am I doing?” Malika laughed. “What do you think I’m doing? I’m fucking stripping you! Um, a little help, girls? Let’s go!”

Charlotte and Olivia then pounced into action, while Mia and Iris stood motionless with looks of pure confusion and surprise on their faces.

“Malika, come on,” Mia started to plead gently. “You don’t have to do this!”

“Fuck off, Mia,” Malika laughed and kept ripping at my buttons, and then barked instructions like a military general. “Olivia, get him down on the sofa so we can get his jeans off.”

Olivia came up behind me and I felt the heaving softness of her huge breasts on my back as she grabbed me tightly. With her fleshy arms wrapped around my chest, she pulled me back toward the sofa as Malika pushed.

Olivia was surprisingly strong and got a solid hold on me. We both tumbled back onto the sofa, and I was almost lying on top of her. She giggled the whole time, and I could feel her wonderfully pneumatic body wriggling and wobbling against me.

The hefty teen grabbed me around the shoulders and then wrapped her big, thick legs around my hips. I was partially pinned to the sofa, with Olivia holding me from behind and Malika pushing down on my chest.

I saw Charlotte kneeling and crawling around on the floor, and then I felt her pulling at my left foot, working on my trainers. She was going for my shoes. The aggression of these teenagers was startling…and sexy.

“Come on, that’s enough,” I protested mildly. Sure, I would have preferred to have gotten naked on my own terms, but I was also getting turned on by the fact that three attractive teenage girls were stripping me.

This was a big thrill for me. I was going to end up nude anyway, so this was just a freakier way of getting there. I went along with it.

Women always like it when they think they’ve got the upper hand over a guy though, so I continued to make out like I was protesting and struggling.

Over the years, I’d come to realise that a lot of women like to feel like they’re in control, and this realisation had gotten me some great sex.

To my surprise, I saw Iris quickly join Charlotte on the ground and then felt a tugging on my other foot. She was going for my other shoe. Iris always seemed like she was up for it, so this must have been too hard to resist.

“Sorry, Matt,” the redhead giggled. “Peer group pressure, you know?”

Iris pulled hard at my right shoe, and I felt it come free of my foot. The next thing I knew, it went flying across the room. I then felt Iris clawing at my ankle, and my sock was off next. Again, I saw it fly across the room. I felt a flurry of eager hands tearing at me, all at once.

Then Charlotte had my left shoe off, and it too went flying. There was loud laughter coming from all directions, except from Mia, who stood silently watching it all unfold with a curiously blank expression on her beautiful face.

I felt my other sock being ripped violently from my foot, and it flew across the room too.

“Come on, guys,” Mia pleaded again. “Don’t do this…it’s not very nice.”

While Charlotte and Iris were pulling off my shoes, Malika leaned over me and continued to claw at my shirt. This also gave me a fantastic view of her gorgeous cappuccino-coloured tits, which were big and full. They were strapped in tight, however, by a well-fitting bra, so there wasn’t much sway on them.

With a loud rip, Malika pulled my shirt apart, which sent buttons flying off in all directions. As it ripped open, Olivia wrenched back on my shirt from behind. I struggled mildly and tried to pull myself up off the sofa.

As I surged forward, Olivia pulled back on my shirt again, and dragged it off my left shoulder. My arm bent back for a moment.

“Oooh yeah,” Malika cooed. “This is fun. Look at that body! You are a sexy boy!”

My shirt was now just hanging off my right shoulder. My entire torso was exposed. Malika let out a wicked laugh and dragged my shirt off over my arm. I tried to grab it, but she pulled hard, and it came right off. I heard another rip.

With a big flourish, Malika swung it in the air and then sent it hurtling across the room. This all happened in a matter of seconds.

I felt like I was in the middle of an old-style cartoon drawing, where a man is rushed by a group of women. In the next panel, there’s a hurricane-like flurry of activity around him with torn clothing being tossed around in all directions.

In the next panel, the hapless man is revealed to be naked and knock-kneed, with a look of shock on his face and his hands desperately covering his crotch. The women, meanwhile, laugh and point.

“Woo hoo,” Malika yelled. “Keep going, girls! We’re gonna go all the way! Full nude! Cock out! Have you got his shoes off?”

“Yeah, they’re off,” Charlotte replied breathlessly.

“Jeans next,” Malika commanded. “I’ll get his buttons undone and you girls hold onto the bottoms of his jeans. When I’ve got his zipper down, you pull them right off his legs. Take a leg each. Olivia, hang onto him. Don’t let him run!”

With my bare torso now exposed, I could feel Olivia’s warm, sweaty hands all over my chest and abdomen as she gripped me tightly.

Her pillowy breasts pushed into my naked back, and she ground her crotch into my butt. I could feel a boner coming on, but I fought it hard.

“Fuck, he’s hot,” Charlotte growled. “Look at those muscles!”

Malika now grabbed at my jeans. Her elaborately jewelled fingers worked on the button of my jeans, but her long fingernails got in the way. She pulled and wrenched, and tried desperately to work the small metal button out of its hole.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Malika yelled. “Will these things just fucking come undone! Don’t let him go, Olivia! And keep holding his legs.”

“Oooh, I’m not letting go of this,” Olivia giggled, and squeezed my pecs. “I’ll hold onto him all day if I have to.”

Malika pulled again, and she finally got the button of my jeans undone. She pulled the waist apart, and then started clutching at the zipper. She finally got her fingers around the clasp and then wrenched my zipper right down quickly.

My jeans were now open down past my crotch, and I knew that with one tug from Iris and Charlotte, I’d be left in just my Speedos.

“Go,” Malika yelled. “Rip off his pants!”

With Olivia underneath me, I couldn’t bear down on the sofa to keep my jeans in place. I knew that they were coming off. Iris and Charlotte pulled the bottoms of my jeans with great force and they slid quickly off my legs.

I watched as my thighs were revealed, my knees, my calves and then my feet. I felt my pants ripped completely from my legs, and then watched as Charlotte threw them into the air over her shoulder.

“And they’re off,” she hollered. “Pants gone! Oooh, look at him in his little Speedos!”

I was stretched out in just my Speedos, and felt utterly exposed. Olivia held onto me tightly from behind, her arms wrapped around my chest. Now that I was nearly nude, she pushed her body into me even harder.

Charlotte and Iris held firmly onto my ankles. I was pinned. Malika stood above me and looked me up and down. She had a truly wicked look on her face, and her lips parted in a big smile.

“Okay,” Mia pleaded. “Let’s leave it there, hey? That’s enough now.”

“Are you serious?” Malika spat, and pointed right at my crotch. “We’ve nearly got him nude. His cock is right there! And I want to see it…yes, I do!”

“I really wanna see it too,” Olivia laughed. “He’s so beautiful! Take his trunks off, Malika.”

“Yeah,” Charlotte giggled. “I want to see his dick now…peel ’em off, Malika! I’m sick of waiting too. You’re the queen of stripping men, Malika! Speedos off!”

“I’ve seen his cock already,” Iris added. “Trust me, they need to come off! Fuck waiting around. Sorry, Matt.”

“Too bad, Mia, you’re outvoted,” Malika laughed wickedly. “The Speedos are coming off now! It’s time for this guy to show us what he’s packing!”

Malika knelt down on the ground and went to work on my Speedos. Again, I used the opportunity to get a good look at her tits. She was a very sexy girl. As Malika’s fingers went for the drawstring of my swimsuit, her hands brushed enticingly over my cock.

“Let’s have a look at this thing,” she laughed. “Let’s get this cock out.”

Again, Malika’s long fingernails got in the way, and her multiple rings didn’t help either. As her fingers worked at the drawstring, her curling snake ring got caught in the waistband hole, and I heard the fabric of my Speedos start to rip.

As Malika undid the drawstring, the hole tore wide open, ripping off the entire front panel of my Speedos, leaving just the thin layer of fabric underneath. The torn cloth hung limply down over my crotch.

After having one pair of Speedos stolen by the Russian tourists, this was the only swimsuit that I had left, so I was a bit pissed off. I went to the beach a lot, so I knew that I’d now have to buy some new Speedos.

“Oh shit,” I said. “You’ve destroyed my Speedos.”

“Buy a new pair,” Malika laughed. “You should have stripped straight away instead of being such a pussy-tease! Then this wouldn’t have happened! You should have taken off your clothes like a good boy, instead of wasting all that time.”

With the drawstring loose and the front panel of my Speedos ripped off, there was now just a very thin, very small piece of fabric separating me from complete nudity.

The excitement and anticipation roared through me. I loved being naked amongst a group of women, and it was about to happen.

Because I was so well hung, I knew that any laughter would be of the positive kind, so I wasn’t nervous about being exposed, but there was always some concern about what would happen next. I braced myself for all the comments that would likely follow.

“Get them off, Malika,” Charlotte laughed. “Strip him until there’s nothing left!”

Malika kneeled directly in front of me and smiled. She grabbed my tattered Speedos at the hips with both hands and then pulled them down violently.

I watched as they slid down, first revealing my small patch of sandy, man-scaped pubic hair, and then my cock and balls. My genitals flopped about wildly as the waistband dragged across them and they flipped back and forth.

When Malika got my Speedos to my knees, Charlotte and Iris took over. Two pairs of hands clutched at the ripped fabric and then dragged them down over my calves, and finally right off my legs altogether.

Again, they went flying into the air as the girls tossed my Speedos over their shoulders.

I was completely naked. All of my clothing was now gone. Olivia was still clutching me from behind, and I felt her chin on my shoulder as she looked down to get a look at my nude body. Her grip relaxed and I heard her muttering under her breath.

“Oh my god,” Olivia said in a hoarse whisper. “Look at the size of it.”

Now that they had stripped me bare, Malika, Charlotte and Iris all stood up and looked down at me lying on the sofa on top of Olivia. There was a pause, and then the three girls broke out into riotous laughter.

“Fucking donkey dick!” Malika roared. “Horse cock! Look how big it is!”

“What a hunk!” Charlotte shrieked. “The muscles, the cock…everything!”

“I told you he was hot,” Iris smiled. “He’s amazing, huh?”

Though Olivia had released her grip on me, her hands remained on my chest. She rubbed my pectoral muscles suggestively, and then ran her hands down my chiselled abs. Her fingers brushed through my pubic hair. She was all over me.

“Oh my god,” Olivia gasped. “You should feel these muscles.”

“Get him up,” Malika commanded. “Let’s have a look at his arse.”

Olivia pushed me up from behind, and Malika and Charlotte grabbed a wrist each and pulled me up into a standing position. I stood up straight and flexed my muscles.

The four girls circled around me, and looked me up and down. They were so close that I could feel their breath on me, and I could smell their perfume and deodorant.

“Are you happy now?” Mia asked of Malika with some heat in her voice.

“Yes, I am,” Malika replied. “I’m very happy. This guy is a fucking hunk…look at him! He looks so much better naked. Look at that cock!”

The girls all started rubbing their hands over me, hungrily feeling me up. Olivia and Charlotte were behind me, their hands and fingers first tracing across the muscles in my back, and then finding their way to my butt. They grabbed it and squeezed tight. Charlotte slapped it, and then whistled.

“Ooooh, yeah,” Charlotte cooed. “Rock hard. Oooh, and you’ve got a birthmark on your shoulder too…it’s cute.”

Malika and Iris, meanwhile, were in front of me. Their eyes moved up and down my body, and their hands were all over my chest and stomach, rubbing, feeling and exploring. I shivered with pleasure.

Malika then looked me right in the eye, smiled nervously, and slowly began to touch my cock. She rubbed it lightly at first with the back of her fingers, and then wrapped her bejewelled hand around it. The metal of the rings on her fingers was cool on my shaft.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Mia bellowed. “You can’t just grab his dong like that! That’s going too far! Matt, are you okay with this?”

“Yes, it’s okay, Mia, don’t worry,” I replied. “Everything’s alright. They didn’t have to strip me like that, and I’m not happy about my clothes getting ripped, but this is definitely okay…this is fine with me.”

“Okay,” Mia smiled, and started to move around the room, picking up my clothes. “As long as you’re alright with all of this.”

“Yeah, he fuckin’ loves it, the freak,” Malika smiled. “Look at him! He’s a total pervert!”

“I’m sorry that your shirt got torn, Matt, and your Speedos too,” Mia added.

Malika took a firm hold of my cock and stroked it up and down gently, almost uncertainly. I got the feeling that despite all her aggression and big talk, Malika probably hadn’t actually handled too many cocks before. In short, she was full of shit.

In mere seconds, however, I was fully, ragingly erect. Though inexperienced, the exotically gorgeous Malika’s touch was electric, and I began wondering if I would get to fuck her.

She might have even been a virgin, and the thought of breaking her in drove me wild. Something told me, however, that that probably wouldn’t be on the cards.

“He’s got a stiffy,” Iris giggled, and the other girls started laughing. “It’s a whopper, huh?”

“God, it’s huge,” Olivia said, looking over my shoulder. “Look how it sticks out. And his nuts are really big too.”

Malika stroked me a few more times, but then suddenly let me go, much to my disappointment. She smiled nervously.

“Let’s take it in turns,” the Middle Eastern beauty said. “Everyone should get a go playing with his dick. I don’t want to hog the cock!”

“Thanks Malika,” Charlotte smiled and clutched my cock with her warm, sweaty right hand. “Let me have a go of this monster. I’ve never touched a guy’s dick before. This is amazing. It’s so hard, but the skin is so soft.”

All of the girls now stood in front of me. After gathering my clothes and folding them together in a neat pile on the kitchen bench, Mia joined the audience. They all watched wide-eyed as Charlotte eagerly stroked my cock. She giggled quietly and winked at me.

“This is fun,” Charlotte smiled. “I better give someone else a go though…Mia?”

“No, that’s okay,” Mia said. “I’m happy just to have a perve.”

“You’re sure, Mia?” Iris asked. “If you don’t want to, I’ll have a go. Okay?”

“Yeah, you go, Iris,” Mia smiled. “I don’t know if I’m ready to play with Matt’s willy just yet…I just like looking at him.”

Iris walked up to me and giggled. She ran her hands all over my chest, and then suggestively walked her fingers down my abs until she came to my pubic hair. She ran her fingers through my pubes and then lightly brushed my cock.

“I’ve been thinking about touching you for weeks,” Iris moaned. “You’re so hot. I’m stoked that your cock is the first one I’ll ever touch. You’ll probably wreck it for any guy that I go with in future though. Nobody will measure up to you in the donger department.”