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With an enormous gulp, I quickly turned to face the female voices. My head spun and my jaw dropped as I seriously wondered if I was undergoing some kind of stress-induced hallucinatory nervous breakdown.

In the middle of a large backyard with a glistening, crystal blue swimming pool stood two very attractive young women who looked to be in their early twenties…and they were completely naked.

Both women were dripping wet, and had obviously jumped out of the pool when they saw me clumsily and slowly sliding over their fence.

I looked around the backyard, and noticed not just a small gazebo, but also a table littered with wine bottles and smoking ashtrays.

These two remarkably unfazed young women were obviously totally and blissfully wasted.

“Who the fuck are you?” giggled one of the women. “And where are your pants?”

“Um…oh my god, I’m sorry…this is so embarrassing,” I smiled as warmly as I could. “I’m Matt. I went for a nude swim and my clothes got stolen. I’m trying to get home. I don’t live too far from here.”

“Yeah, okay…but why are you in our backyard?” asked the other woman with a stoned and very confused look on her face. “This is weird…is this actually happening? Is this real?”

“Yes, it’s really happening…I ran into a group of guys in a car,” I continued. “They think I’m a sicko or something, but I’m just trying to get home. They’re chasing me. I’ve been running through houses to get away from them on the roads.”

The two young women looked at each other and giggled. With sleepy, hooded eyes, they then checked me out.

The naked young beauties finally took a good, long look at my nude body now that the initial shock and confusion of my sudden appearance had worn off.

Their eyes tracked up and down every inch of my heavily muscled, sweat covered body, and lingered on my exposed cock, which I sleazily made no effort to cover.

“Fuck, Martine…look at him,” one of the women smiled. “Look at his massive tool and his big nuts.”

“I know, I know,” Martine drowsily ruminated. “He’s so fucking hot! What should we do, Hester?”

“I’m not really in the mood for penetrative sex right now, but I would like to have some fun with him,” Hester replied. “I’d like to rub those muscles and lick his lollipop.”

“Yeah…yeah,” Martine drawled. “Let’s play with him a little…let’s do some stuff to him.”

Though nervous, I was still turned on by these very attractive women talking about what they wanted to do to me.

I love being objectified, and the way they were discussing me like I wasn’t even there was extremely erotic and arousing.

Though both were obviously Australian-born, Martine and Hester appeared to have slightly exotic racial heritages.

They were also very hip, obviously artistic girls, with tattoos and piercings dotting their beautiful, youthful bodies. Both girls had totally waxed vulvas.

Martine was average height, with smooth, olive skin and very short, tightly curled black hair.

Perhaps of Sri Lankan or Mauritian heritage, her eyes were dark brown and mischievous.

Martine’s breasts were small with tiny brown nipples, and one boasted a sexy barbell-style piercing.

The alluring twenty-something had a silver hoop through the bottom of her nose, as well as multiple earrings.

Hester was shorter than Martine, and was clearly Eurasian, with short, straight, bobbed black hair.

Her hooded eyes were deep, dark and lively, with one eyebrow pierced with a gold hoop.

Hester had more tattoos than Martine, with small depictions of animals, Asian symbols, and cartoon figures all over her lean body.

Hester’s breasts were small and perky, and both featured gold, barbell-style piercings.

“Do you want to hide out here for a bit?” Hester asked and looked right at me. “Do you want to have some fun until these fuckers give up?”

“Um…yeah…that would be amazing,” I stuttered. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, it’s cool, bro’,” Hester smiled. “But you’re not coming in the house. My parents are away for the weekend, but I don’t want some weird naked guy flopping his big sausage all around the house. My brother’s out tonight.”

“Of course…whatever you want,” I smiled. “I really appreciate this.”

“We’re gonna do some stuff with your sexy body,” Hester smiled. “And you can do some shit to us, yeah? Are you cool with that?”

“Yeah,” I smiled. “I’m all yours…whatever you want. What were you guys up to tonight?”

“Getting wasted,” Martine giggled. “Wine and weed, baby. It’s so fuckin’ hot though…we had to go for a swim. We were in the pool when you dropped in.”

“We’ve known each other for years,” Hester offered. “We’ve seen each other naked heaps of times, so this is no big deal, you know? What’s the point in putting on a bikini at night? I know Martine’s tits as well as I know my own.”

“Well, you look amazing,” I smiled. “You’re very beautiful, and your bodies are incredible. I love your ink and piercings.”

“Thank you, Matt,” Hester smiled drowsily. “That’s sweet. You’re not bad yourself…geez, that dick of yours…”

“You look all sweaty and fucked up though, Matt,” Martine said. “Why don’t you go for a quick dip to cool off? Then meet us in the gazebo for a little suck-and-fiddle?”

“That sounds great,” I smiled. “Amazing…you girls are very cool.”

Martine and Hester sidled giggling over to the gazebo, their small butt cheeks wobbling ever so slightly as they moved.

I walked across the grass to the pool. I dived in to the cool, sparkling water, swam around for a few wonderfully refreshing minutes, and then strode out up the pool steps, naked and sopping.

I felt clean and calm. I pushed my wet, longish brown hair back from my face and walked nude through the warm night air, excited and slightly nervous about what awaited me in the gazebo.

Along with Maria and Eva, the beautifully exotic and wonderfully wasted Martine and Hester were another glimmer of sweet, sexy light in this dark night of enforced nudity.

As I bowed down to enter the small gazebo, I saw that Martine and Hester were sitting on a bench inside, both smiling naughtily.

Hester’s knees were raised up to her chin, fully revealing her small, pink vulva. Martine, meanwhile, sat with her slim legs spread wide, exposing her much darker vulva.

“Wow,” I muttered. “Hey, girls…”

“Like I said,” Hester smiled, “I’m not really in the mood for penetrative sex tonight…I’m just too wasted. Do you like licking vadge, Matt?”

“Yes, Hester,” I laughed, “I fucking love it.”

“Nice…well, get your head down there, boy,” Martine laughed. “Do Hester first…it’s her house.”

“Do you want me to go until you blow?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Hester smiled. “Get the train all the way to the station, nudie.”

“With pleasure,” I smiled. “With absolute pleasure.”

As I kneeled down in front of Hester’s now sexily spread legs, the unmistakable sound of a car engine revving in the street alongside the house blasted out into the hot night air. I looked back in fear.

“Where are you, prick?” Jarrod’s gruff voice shot out through the dark, steamy night. “Where are you hiding, you sick fuck?”

“Oh, fuck,” I whispered. “Oh, fuck…”

“Don’t worry,” Hester quietly cooed. “You’re safe in here, Matt. Even if those dickheads look over the fence, they won’t see you here. You’re okay, man…just chill.”

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