“We’re not the only ones skinny dipping tonight, huh?” one of the women giggled in a thick Swedish accent. “It’s so hot, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it’s steamy,” I smiled. “The water’s great…I’m Matt, by the way.”
“I’m Maria,” said the first woman. “This is Eva.”
“Yes, it’s lovely,” Eva said, also in a thick Swedish accent. “I feel so much better now.”
Maria and Eva were tall and tanned with big, heavy, fleshy bodies. Their breasts were big and full; their hips were large and rounded; and rolls of fat pooled around their mid-sections.
Surprisingly, both women sported a large thatch of light pubic hair between their erotically thick thighs.
Their shoulder length blonde hair was wet and slicked back from their wide but very attractive faces.
Also surprisingly, Maria and Eva looked only briefly at my nude body. They looked me up and down casually, and lingered on my exposed cock and balls for a few moments, but seemingly more out of simple curiosity.
“You have a very big one,” Maria smiled and pointed at my dick. “You’re lucky we’re not into guys…”
“Yeah, we would be grabbing and tugging at that thing!” Eva laughed loudly. “If you were a woman, we could have had a threesome on the sand!”
“Oh,” I said with surprise. “You ladies are together?”
“Yes, Eva has been licking my pussy for about three years now,” Maria giggled. “You thought you got lucky when two naked Swedish girls walked out of the water, huh? Sorry to disappoint you.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” I smiled. “You make a very attractive couple!”
“Well, thank you,” Eva said with a smile. “That’s very nice of you to say.”
Maria and Eva seemed like nice, sweet-natured girls, and I thought they might have been able to help me out of this mess in some way.
“Um…I have to admit that someone has actually stolen my clothes,” I smiled. “I was hoping I might find a lost towel or something on the beach.”
Maria and Eva giggled wildly at my predicament. Their bodies shook with amusement, which made their heavy, naked breasts wobble and slam together.
The loose flesh of their bare hips and exposed butts jiggled uncontrollably as they laughed.
The Swedish women were highly, visibly amused, but they also seemed somewhat sympathetic.
“You’ve got nothing?” Maria laughed. “Not a stitch?”
“No, this is it,” I frowned, and held up my arms by sides with a shrug.
I then led into a milder, more sympathetic version of the truth. “I was swimming nude in the rock pool over there and two girls thought it would be funny to steal my clothes,” I said. “Now here I am.”
“Wow,” Eva giggled. “No phone? No money?”
“No,” I replied. “It was just a quick swim, so I didn’t bring my wallet or phone. I didn’t even bring a towel. My keys are in my mailbox at home.”
“Where do you live?” Maria asked. “Do you have far to go?”
“I’m about a 30-minute walk away,” I said hopefully. “You couldn’t give me a lift home, by any chance?”
“Oh, we are tourists…we came here on the bus,” Maria said. “You seem nice, but we don’t want to get involved. You could be a naked serial killer!”
“Oh, don’t be silly, Maria…we could at least give Matt a towel,” Eva said helpfully and looked at me with a smile.
“Okay, okay…would a towel help?” Maria asked. “It would be better than running around with that silly big thing dangling around your legs.”
“Oh my god,” I sighed. “That would be amazing.”
Maria and Eva walked toward their small pile of belongings on the sand, and I followed hopefully.
Eva reached down and then handed me a small red-and-black patterned beach towel, which I quickly wrapped around my waist.
“Thank you so much,” I smiled, uncharacteristically happy to be covered up in front of two attractive nude women. “This is very kind of you.”
“That’s okay,” Eva said. “I’m sorry we can’t do more, but we have to consider our own safety.”
“Good luck, Matt,” Maria smiled. “I hope you make it home safely. Protect your penis!”
“Thank you so much,” I laughed, and walked up the beach, the cool sand squeaking under my bare feet. “I really appreciate this.”
With my cock, balls and butt now concealed by Eva’s small beach towel, I moved across the sand with a renewed sense of confidence and comfort, and left the two naked women to get dressed.
As I breathed in the hot night air, I internally thanked the lovely Maria and Eva, two naked Swedish lesbians and late night angels.
The protection of the towel meant that I could take basically the most direct route home, which was right past a large pub and a strip of restaurants that ran right off the beach and toward a main road.
I was still quite a sight in just my towel at close to midnight on a Saturday, but at least I wouldn’t be breaking any actual laws.
I moved quickly up the darkness of the sand and then finally onto the cool concrete of the far more well-lit promenade.
I walked quickly down the street opposite the pub and restaurants, with a busy car park to my left.
Thankfully, I’d been able to move forward without being spotted by anyone, until a car drove slowly beside me for a few moments.
I looked up to see that the car was full of women who looked to be in their early twenties. All of the windows were wound down, and four sets of deep brown eyes looked out at me.
The young women looked to be of Middle Eastern appearance, and they were all smiling at me while shamelessly looking my near nude body up and down.
When they saw that I’d spotted them looking at me, the young women all started laughing.
Rather than quietening the young women down, being spotted actually emboldened them even more.
“Nice outfit,” said the woman in the front passenger seat. “It suits you.”
“You’ve got a hot rig, bro’,” said a bushy eye-browed girl in the backseat. “You always walk around in a towel at night?”
“Um, I just went for a swim,” I replied. “It’s so hot…I’m just on my way home. I don’t want any trouble, ladies.”
“Trouble?” laughed the girl in the front passenger seat. “We’re not gonna give you any trouble, bro’. We just want to get a good look at your hot body.”
“I bet he’s got a monster cock,” screamed another girl sitting in the backseat. “He’s got a whopper down there!”
“Show us your dick, bro’!” laughed the bushy eye-browed girl in the backseat. “Give us a look! Let us see it!”
Even though I was stranded and near naked, I couldn’t resist a group of young women actually asking to see my cock. I was a shameless exhibitionist.
“Really?” I smiled. “You want to see it? Here?”
“Of course we want to see it,” smiled the girl in the front passenger seat. “We’re girls! Give us a little peek, baby.”
I looked around to check if there was anyone watching us, but it looked like our sexy little interaction was going unnoticed.
With a big, sleazy smile, I quickly pulled the towel apart and let the girls have a good look at my cock.
At the sight of my long, thick, veiny, uncircumcised phallus, the young women screamed and hooted with laughter before reaching for their phones.
“Look at the size of it,” screamed the other girl in the back. “It’s nearly down to his knees!”
While laughing, the young women pointed their phones directly at my naughtily exposed cock to get a close-up image.