NOTES: This is a direct continuation of my previous story "Oz Beach Boy Denuded By Schoolgirls". It can (hopefully), however, be read as a stand alone story. Though there are schoolgirl characters in the story, it is clearly demonstrated within the text that they are senior students and are all over eighteen years of age. This is a CFNM story with mild humiliation. There is no male/female sexual activity. This is purely a work of fiction.
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It was a mild summer's afternoon in Sydney, Australia. I was completely naked and surrounded by five attractive eighteen-year-old schoolgirls.
They'd just stripped me completely nude, and then took turns jerking me off and blowing me. I'd ejaculated on one of them, and then all over the floor. And the good times were about to continue.
I'm a 25-year-old exhibitionist and I'd turned up to "entertain" the girls at the request of Mia and Iris, who I'd previously met at a nearby secluded coastal bay after stripping nude and jerking off for them.
Mia's mother was away for the weekend, so the gorgeous teen had taken the opportunity to stage a little fun for her friends.
I'd checked their digital driver's licenses to make sure that they were all over eighteen -- thankfully, they were -- and then things had gotten sexily out of hand.
I'd already come once, and after a little initial uncertainty about what to do next, Mia had thrown out the suggestion of me jerking off while they all watched.
She would also record it on her iPad. Iris, Charlotte, Olivia and Malika had all enthusiastically agreed.
"Okay, let's make this movie," Mia said. "Where should we get Matt to do it?"
"We should put him up against a nice white wall so we get a good contrast on his beautiful muscular body," Olivia offered.
"Good idea," Iris said encouragingly. "We really want to show off that massive cock of his too."
This was going to be a lot of fun, but I had a few minor concerns. I knew that there were many nude photos of me floating around.
I'd been pantsed and photographed fairly up close by three female joggers a few months before, and when I'd gotten nude at the secluded bays and rocky areas nearby, many women had taken the opportunity to get a few sly shots with their phones.
These were just phone photos, however, and many of them were taken from a distance while I was wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap.
I was afforded some small measure of anonymity in those pics, but a close-up video of me jerking off indoors was a whole other story.
The girls said that they wanted to show all their friends at school, so I knew that this was going to be seen by many other people.
If anyone that I knew should happen across it, I'd be left completely exposed, both figuratively and literally. I couldn't let that happen.
"Hey Mia," I said. "I don't really want my face to be clearly visible in this video. I'm not a porn actor, you know?"
"It's not porn," Mia laughed. "You'll just be playing with your huge ding-a-ling...you won't be doing any naughty stuff with us!"
"I know, I know," I replied. "But I don't really want a video out there that clearly shows me knowingly masturbating in public. Can we just shoot from the neck down? So you can't see my face?"
"Anyone that knows you will know it's you when they see your enormous cock," Iris giggled. "Nobody else has one that big!"
"Oh, filming from the neck down won't look good," Mia said. "It'll look a bit weird and pervy."
"What about a disguise?" Olivia offered. "Dark sunglasses? A mask or something?"
"Mmmm, something like that might even make it a bit kinky, or funny even?" Malika -- with whom I'd been bickering throughout this entire experience -- replied. "That would be great, wouldn't it? Rather than just having Matt go crazy on his donkey dick against a wall?"
"That sounds great," Charlotte replied. "A kinky little wank video."
While all of this brainstorming was going on, I was standing there completely naked, with my 23cm flaccid cock dangling heavily between my muscled thighs.
"Oh my god," Mia laughed. "I've got an idea...this could be really fun. A couple of weeks ago, my mum had a cowboys-and-Indians themed party for her fiftieth birthday. I told her that it was cultural appropriation and stuff, but she didn't give a shit. Anyway, she's got a box of stuff up in her cupboard from the party. I'll go upstairs and grab it and we can have a look. Maybe we can dress Matt up for his wank show to cover his face a bit?"
"That could be fun," I said. "I'm up for that. I just don't want my face right out there, you know?"
A few minutes later, Mia returned with a large cardboard box full of western-style dress-up gear.
There was a big, elaborate Indian chief's head dress, a single feathered Indian squaw headband, a bunch of plastic toy tomahawks, a few costume cowboy hats, some toy guns, and various vests, holsters, neckerchiefs, sheriff's badges and other paraphernalia. There was a lot to choose from.
We all stood looking at the box. I peered into it, and felt a hand slyly resting on my right butt cheek. The hand slowly massaged the muscular contours, and I turned around to see Charlotte looking at me with a big, naughty smile on her face.
I loved nothing more than being nude and getting groped by appreciative women. I was in my element, and I was having a wonderful time with these sexy young girls.
"What about this Indian chief's head dress?" Mia offered. "That could look cool! Let's try it on."
I slid the head dress down onto my head and it fit well. I pulled it down low in front over my eyes, and it gave me a fair bit of coverage.
I checked it out in the kitchen's mirrored splashback, and it looked great, though I needed more of a disguise.
"We could paint your face black and red or something, to hide your face completely?" Mia asked. "There's face and body paint in the box too. The people dressed as Indians used it. I reckon that could look great though...we could dress you up like a full Native American. You could hold some tomahawks too."
"He could be a nude Indian," Charlotte added. "We could even do a story. Maybe he could get captured and then stripped or something?"
"Yes, yes," Mia joined in. "Matt could be an Indian chief, and some of us could be cowgirls. We've got him captured. We draw our guns and then make him strip and jerk off! But it'll all be done for laughs."
There were uproarious giggles from all of the girls. They loved the idea. It was a bit humiliating, of course, but I had to admit that it was also pretty sexy.
The idea of jerking off while they all watched was also a massive turn on. I was very, very excited.
"This is hilarious," Mia giggled. "I'll add funny Old West-style title cards to tell the story. Matt can be an Indian chief famous across the land for his enormous pecker...that's why the cowgirls want to get him naked with a stiffy."
"That's very funny, Mia," I smiled. "You've got a future in the movies! I could be Chief Jerking Bull..."
"Brilliant!" Olivia laughed. "That's hilarious! Chief Jerking Bull! Mia's really good at art and making videos, so it will look great. This is so cool."
Mia and Iris painted my face half red and half black, which looked pretty striking. I stood nude in the kitchen while they moved around me, their arms brushing against my bare torso, and their hips bumping across my big, wildly flopping flaccid cock.
Their eyes were constantly crawling up and down my nude body while they worked on my face paint.
"Me and Iris will do all the filming...will you guys all be cowgirls?" Mia asked.
"Hey, I've got an idea," I interjected. "Maybe the video could end with Chief Jerking Bull getting rescued by a beautiful Indian squaw? She could knock off the cowgirls, and then run off with me at the end?"
"Oh yeah, that's cool," Mia replied. "Who should be the squaw?"
"Well, Malika's got long black hair," I said, motioning at the Middle Eastern beauty. "She could look great."
"I'm Lebanese, you dick," Malika spat. "I'm not a Native American!"
Malika was mouthy, arrogant and rude, and she'd led the charge in stripping me. She was also very, very sexy, and I was mainly suggesting that she play a squaw in the hope that we could get her into a skimpy costume of some description.
I was quietly desperate to get a little revenge on her for humiliating me, even though I'd enjoyed every minute of it.
"Yeah, thanks, Malika, I'd kind of guessed that you weren't a Native American," I responded. "But you'd look great playing the part. And then Charlotte and Olivia could be the cowgirls."
Mia dug through the box of costumes, and Charlotte and Olivia were soon kitted out in cowboy hats, neckerchiefs, checked shirts and brown vests adorned with sheriff's badges.
They also both wore a gun holster, Olivia over her cut-off denim shorts and Charlotte over her short skirt, packed with a toy six-shooter.
They threw all this sexy dress-up gear on over their own clothes. They looked cute and very alluring.
"Yeeeeeee hah," Charlotte hollered. "I'm a rootin' tootin' cowgirl!"
"Watch out, boys," Olivia added. "We're comin' for your pants! And everything else too!"
"Hold onto your cocks!" Charlotte shrieked. "And your balls too!"
It was decided that I would remain nude, with just a leather belt around my waist with a scarf (borrowed from Mia's mother's wardrobe) swaying down the front and another scarf swaying down the back to approximate some kind of loincloth or lap-lap, and to cover my dick and butt.
Once I'd put this outfit on, the girls went wild. They laughed and whistled at me, and Olivia and Charlotte kept flipping up the scarves with their toy six-shooters to gleefully reveal what was barely hidden underneath. I swotted them away with my toy tomahawks.
"Fuck, Matt, you look hot," Charlotte laughed. "You are one sexy Indian!"
"That is a fuckin' pussy-teasing outfit if I've ever seen one," Iris laughed. "You can see his cock flopping around under the scarf."
"I like him better without the loincloth," Malika sneered. "Matt should be naked all the time with that monstrosity between his legs out on display."
