Oz Beach Boy's Epic Nude Run by MyBareTorso,MyBareTorso

“Get going, Matt,” Stella whispered with a naughty giggle. “I’ve got someone far less attractive to get back to upstairs. Hopefully you don’t get raped again on the way home. Cover that big dick of yours.”

Stella pushed past me sexily and gave my wet cock a quick, final tug as she made her way back into the apartment block and up to the decidedly unpleasant Dave.

Stella looked back over her shoulder with a cheeky smile, and then ducked disappointingly inside.

Stella was a very, very sexy woman, and it had been a hot, torrid, wham-bang, stand-up fuck like no other.

My fear levels undeniably detracted from the whole experience, but it was still incredibly arousing.

With Stella gone, I was once again naked and alone. I was, however, thankfully very close to home now, and my journey was nearly over…as long as I didn’t run into any more trouble on the way.

I quickly dug through the bins of Stella’s apartment block, desperately hoping for something inside that I could cover myself with for the final leg of my epic nude run.

Unfortunately, the best thing I could find was a flattened cardboard box, which I would be able to unfold and then ridiculously step into, which would completely and comically cover my cock and butt.

Still concerned about not just Jarrod and his mates but also the police, I jumped over the back fence of Stella’s apartment block.

I was still shocked, surprised and highly aroused by what had just happened. I’d loved being inside Stella, and I would have liked to have a bit more fun with her big, beautiful body.

With my head spinning and my balls pleasingly empty, I ran quickly through another property.

I again continued this for a few more streets, quietly running down side passages and hauling myself over back fences with continually improving ability.

I held tightly to my cardboard box, fully aware that it would soon prove very helpful.

As I moved further along, I became increasingly confident that the threatening Jarrod and his mates had given up the chase.

There was no sign or sound of the menacing black Ford, and I internally thanked Martine and Hester for so effectively and sexily sheltering me.

I assumed that while I was joyfully working on the tight, wet pussies of the beautiful young women, Jarrod had grown bored and flagged his pursuit as futile.

I finally made it up onto the wide, main road that led to the street where my apartment complex was located.

There was no alternate, more secluded route back home from here. I was out in the open and I had to make the dash.

Lurking in the side passage of another small apartment block, I unfolded the cardboard box, stepped into it, and then held it up comically around my waist.

I looked absolutely ridiculous, but I was at least partially covered for the final leg of my torturous but surprisingly sexy journey home.

I raced at pace down the footpath of the wide road as a few cars whizzed by, thankfully oblivious to my absurd state of undress.

I continued to run, and heard loud honking as a car barrelled past me and the driver beeped its horn. There were a few more beeps as cars continued to drive by.

“Where are your clothes, mate?” a loud male voice bellowed as another car drove quickly by.

“Drop the box, dude!” a female voice shrieked from another moving car as I turned the corner and ran down my street. “Show us your hot arse!”

I heard wild female laughter as the car noisily turned the corner and came charging after me.

I quickly ran off the street and into the relative safety of the grounds of my apartment complex.

Normally, I would have been happy to oblige the car full of horny women, but I desperately wanted to get home.

I was too worried about getting arrested or still possibly being beaten to a pulp by Jarrod and his four mates, though that seemed less likely now.

“We wanna see your willy!” the female voice shrieked again from the car, which I then heard loudly rev and drive away down my street.

The shrieking women inside were obviously deterred by my turn into the private grounds of my apartment complex.

I breathed an enormous sigh of relief. I was wearing nothing but a ridiculous cardboard box, but at least I was now off the public streets.

I walked through the car park, past the outdoor swimming pool where I so often showed off in my Speedos for my female neighbours, and then toward the front entrance of my apartment block, where my keys were stashed in my mailbox.

I looked at my wristwatch. It was 2:00am, and the night air was still hot and horribly heavy.

I was covered in sweat and dirt. My cracked and filthy feet ached and my muscles burned.

I moved quickly and quietly toward my apartment block, and then, once again, my heart sank.

I heard loud, unmistakably female laughing and talking from the front entrance of my apartment block.

As I edged nervously closer, obscured by the trees and bushes of the complex’s garden area, I soon discovered that the noise was coming from a group of young women gathered around outside the front of my block.

“Fuck,” I quietly cursed. “You’ve got to be fucking joking. It’s the middle of the fucking night. Fuck…”

There was also a side entrance to the apartment, but either way, I needed to get my keys out of my mailbox in order to get inside the building.

I had two options: wait around in the dark until the women left, or walk right up and take a chance.

I hid behind the trees and bushes for a while, but the genial laughter and relaxed chatting made me think that these women would likely be there for quite some time. If I waited, more people might come along.

I moved forward and peeked around the edge of the bushes to sneak a look at the women, who I instantly recognised.

It was Sarah and Hayley, two supremely sexy twenty-something English nurses who I’d spoken to occasionally at the swimming pool.

They sounded like they were drunk, and they were with two other girls that I hadn’t met before.

It wasn’t a great situation, but it could have been worse. At least it wasn’t a group of guys.

Sarah and Hayley were sitting on the small ledge of the garden area just in front of the building, while the other two girls were sprawled out on the ground, both vaping and laughing.