Oz Beach Boy Poked By Schoolgirls by MyBareTorso,MyBareTorso

NOTES: This is another instalment in my continuing subset of “Schoolgirls” stories. It can (hopefully), however, still be read as a stand-alone story. Though there are schoolgirls in the story, they are senior students over the age of eighteen. This is a CFNM story with mild humiliation and some male/female sexual activity (but no intercourse), including butt-play. Though the general story is a complete work of fiction, all of the brief “flashing” tales told within it are totally true. This story takes place months before my recent holiday-themed entries.

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It was a grey, rainy summer’s day in Sydney, Australia. I was sitting nude on my couch, my laptop propped on my knee, with photos from Billie Eilish’s sexy Vogue magazine shoot dancing across the screen.

My dog was happily sleeping on the floor of my study with the door tightly closed, and I was ready for a little lingerie-clad-pop-star-assisted self-pleasure.

I’d been jerking off a lot lately to images of “plus-size” babe Ashley Graham, but Billie Eilish’s Vogue pics had been driving me wild too.

Just as I was about to start stroking my enormous 23cm flaccid cock in excitement, my email notification pinged, and I quickly shifted gears.

I flipped over to my Outlook account, and a big smile quickly spread across my face.

The email was from Mia, an eighteen-year-old schoolgirl with whom I’d formed a curiously kinky bond.

We hadn’t actually done anything together, but we’d shared some pretty wild experiences.

I’m a 25-year-old exhibitionist, and I’d met Mia and her friend Iris at a nearby secluded bay.

I stripped nude for them, and then after checking their digital driver’s licenses to make sure that they were eighteen (which they thankfully were), I masturbated in front of them on their request.

It was a wild, heady scene that we all got off on. Iris even stripped down to her underwear for me, and then masturbated while watching me furiously jerk off.

Mia then later invited me to her house while her mother was away interstate so her other friends could get a look at me in the nude too.

Iris was there, along with three beautiful new girls: Malika, Charlotte and Olivia. I checked their digital driver’s licenses, and they were all eighteen too. I liked everything safe, legal, and above board.

Though Mia protested, the other girls ripped off my clothes, stripped me nude, jerked me off, and blew me.

We then made a cheeky, raunchy, cowgirls-and-Indians themed video of me masturbating.

I ended the sexy day by fucking the virginal Olivia in a bathroom upstairs while Charlotte watched us and modestly played with herself under a towel.

It was one of the most potent, exciting sexual experiences that I had ever had. It played on my mind nearly every day.

Even though some amazing things had happened to me since (including a very hot threesome with one of the stars of the TV show The Real Housewives Of Melbourne), I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

“Hi Matt,” Mia wrote in the email. “Thanks so much for coming over all those weeks ago. I’m sorry about the girls ripping all your clothes apart. I still can’t believe everything that happened! Olivia told us all about how you licked her out and then rooted her in the bathroom while Charlotte fiddled with her vadge. You guys are so naughty!”

My mind instantly snapped back to all of the hot, sexy fun that we had on that day. These lurid thoughts finished what Billie Eilish had started and I felt my cock stiffen. I tried to suppress it and continued to read Mia’s email.

“Me and Iris really want to see you again,” the email continued. “We talk about your hot body and your massive peeny all the time! Would you come over to the house again? We’re gonna miss school on Wednesday and hang out at my place while my mother’s at work. It’s supposed to be a hot day. Maybe you could go for a swim in the pool in the nuddy? We’d keep our cossies on of course!”

I was a bit disappointed with Mia and Iris’ continual resistance to me seeing them naked, but this sounded like another sexy and enjoyable proposition that I was going to find difficult to refuse.

I was still unsure if I was completely comfortable with being an on-call erotic entertainer for two teenage girls and their friends, but I absolutely loved being naked around women, and I was turned on just thinking about this.

“We might even rub tanning oil all over you,” the email continued. “Iris said she’ll rub it everywhere! Please, Matt! It’ll just be me and Iris, with no other girls. We’ll have a chilled day out by the pool. You can wear your beloved Speedos, but they won’t stay on for long! Please say yes! Your pervy little friend, Mia. xoxoxoxox”

Me sprawled out in the nude by a luxurious swimming pool with two beautiful eighteen-year-old schoolgirls rubbing oil all over me? How could a sleazy, sex-obsessed, red-blooded Australian male like me say no to that? I was in.

“Hi Mia. Thanks for your email,” I wrote back. “I’ve been thinking a lot about that day too. It was wild. That’s a lovely invitation. How could I resist? I’ll see you on Wednesday at 10:00am. Your perennially pants-less pal, Matt.”

After quickly tapping out the email and sending it off, I brought up a photo of Mia and Iris that the girls had sent me a while ago, and had a quick pull over it.

They got me hotter than Billie Eilish did, and I came in about two minutes, blowing my load urgently into a bunch of tissues.

Two days later, I stood in the wondrously warm summer sunshine outside Mia’s luxurious family home.

I was dressed in a navy blue button-up shirt, fitted denim shorts, and trainers. My longish brown hair was slicked back, and I was excited about what lay ahead.

I pressed the buzzer on the outside gate, and the intercom crackled loudly in response.

“Is that the snake wrangler?” Mia laughed. “We’re expecting a guy who really knows how to handle a python.”

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

“Is that really you, Chief Jerking Bull?” Mia laughed in reference to my character in the cowgirls-and-Indians wank video that we’d made. “Are you wearing your loincloth? You’re such a vadge-tease! Be careful though: it might get ripped off again!”

“Are you gonna let me in, or are you gonna keep making fun of me?” I laughed.

“Come on in, Matt” Mia laughed and buzzed me through. “We’ll make fun of you inside! You know we love you! Don’t trip over your ding-a-ling on the way through!”

As I walked through the front garden, Mia opened the door to a large, modern family home.

“Hey Matt,” the beautiful Mia smiled, and the equally lovely Iris quickly appeared behind her. “We’re so happy to see you again. How’s it going?”

“I’m good, thanks,” I replied. “Happy to be here again.”

“Hi Matt, you sexy beast,” Iris smiled. “It’s just me and Mia today. Nobody is gonna rip off all your clothes this time…we’ll take them off more carefully for you! Get in here, big boy!”

I gave Mia and Iris a kiss and walked inside, taking another 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.

Mia and Iris were both wearing their school uniforms of a white button-up blouse and a green skirt, which they sported as more of a mini-sized effort.

Mia was tall, lean and deeply tanned, with long coltish legs and straight, sandy brown hair that swayed way past her shoulders.

She had classically gorgeous features, and was a real stunner. An average-sized bust was hidden under her crinkled blouse, which was unbuttoned to just above her cleavage.

Iris was heavier, with much bigger breasts. She had long, wavy red hair, pale skin and thick-rimmed black glasses, which gave her a pleasingly thoughtful look, but belied her raucous sense of humour.

Iris’ blouse was also unbuttoned to just above her way more considerable cleavage.

“So, no school today, girls?” I asked. “Need a break, huh?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Iris laughed. “Boring! The only bright spot is Ms. Chabrol’s art class…she’s always showing us paintings and sculptures of men in the nude. She’s a total perve!”

“Yeah, she’s a crazy French bitch,” Mia added about their oft-mentioned art teacher. “And yes, Matt, we deserved a day off…and we deserved to spend it with you…so here we are.”

Mia got some drinks and chips and we stood around in the kitchen chatting for about half an hour or so.

I asked them about school, they asked me about my work, and I checked on how their friends Malika, Charlotte and Olivia were doing.

“They’re all good,” Mia replied. “Olivia keeps talking about how amazing it was to have sex with you. She masturbates every day while thinking about it. She even fingered herself at school in the toilets one day! She’s been glowing ever since.”

“That’s nice…it was great,” I smiled. “She’s a beautiful girl. We had a great time. And how’s our little cowgirls-and-Indians video going? Have you cut it together yet?”

“No, not yet,” Mia replied. “I’m still working on it…it’s gonna be very funny. I’ve been watching it a lot though, that’s for sure! You look hot in it, don’t worry. I’ll let you know when it’s done.”

“So, have you been doing much flashing lately, Matt?” Iris giggled, well versed in my enthusiasm for getting my gear off. “Giving any ladies a nice look at the ol’ sex stick?”

“Yeah, I have actually,” I replied with a cheeky smile. “It’s summer….there have been a few fun experiences.”

“Ooooh, details, please,” Mia demanded with a smile. “Do tell!”

“Well, I was at home last Saturday night, and there was a group of people drinking and talking on one of the apartment block balconies opposite my building, up a bit higher than me,” I began. “It was dark and I couldn’t tell what they looked like, but it was obvious that they were all actually women.”

“Ha ha,” Iris howled. “A girls’ night! I like where this is going!”

“Yeah, they sounded a bit drunk too, which is always good,” I smiled. “I went into my bedroom, popped the blind, and turned on the light. They had a clear view in. I walked around the room to get their attention.”

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