Oz Boy Owned by Russian Tourists

Luckily there was still nobody else around to witness my continuing humiliation, or to call the police about my public nudity. Svetlana walked toward me, smiled, and then reached down and grabbed my erect penis.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I yelped. "You can't just grab my dick like that!"

She laughed at my meek protest, took a firm grip and then literally pulled me toward the bushes. "I grab whatever I like," Svetlana said.

I'd been forced to strip in public and pose for photos, and then I was literally dragged around by my dick. I stopped protesting, and knew that I was now theirs. My dignity was in tatters, and whatever tiny bit remained was about to be shredded completely.

"Now we have some fun with you," Svetlana whispered crudely, squeezing my stiff dick and yanking it even harder.

I had to almost jog ridiculously to keep up with Svetlana as she dragged me quickly by the dick. She pulled me along until we were behind the thatch of bushes and trees, which provided concealment from any potentially prying eyes.

The other women followed. Svetlana slid her hand up and down my erect shaft a few times while they all watched.

"You like?" Svetlana asked.

"Yes," I moaned quietly.

She pulled on me a few more times. Yelena gently pushed Svetlana aside and motioned for the younger girls to join in.

"Come play with him," Yelena offered.

Zasha rubbed her warm, probing hands gently over my chest and stomach, before teasingly circling behind me and doing the same to my back.

"Look at this butt," she cooed and grabbed my buttocks firmly with both hands.

With Zasha behind me, Karine took advantage of my exposed front. She ran her fingers suggestively through my sandy pubic hair, and then spat into her right hand.

Karine got a good hold of my cock, which was stretched tight and coated in pre-cum. The two older women giggled at the way their daughters gleefully took advantage of the nude man at their mercy.

Karine slid her hand up and down my cock, and then I felt Zasha's hand push its way between my legs from behind. She took my balls in her hand and jiggled them gently. She whispered in my ear.

"You like us playing with you? You like us doing whatever we want? Pulling on your big dick? Feeling your butt? Grabbing your balls? You like big toy now for us," Zasha cooed.

She gave my balls a squeeze, and then slipped one of her fingers part-way into my butthole. I groaned with shock and pleasure, and she pushed it in deeper.

"Naughty boy," Zasha laughed, and then smacked my bare butt hard with a stinging swing of her other hand.

Though Zasha and Karine were only young, they'd obviously been around the proverbial block a few times, and had probably had their way with more than a few boys back home in Russia.

The loud, resounding slap on my butt brought gales of laughter, and then Yelena moved in for her turn. She looked me in the eye, and licked her lips.

"I suck this big thing now," Yelena purred.

She slowly dropped to her knees. Yelena took hold of my now slick cock with her right hand and took me into her welcoming mouth, sliding her head up and down my shaft as I moaned obscenely with pleasure.

Then Zasha was at it again from behind. I felt two spit-covered fingers driving into my butthole. With my cock and butthole being worked at the same time, I was getting hotter and hotter, but my embarrassment and fear of getting caught held me back from blowing my load into Yelena's silky mouth.

The older woman, obviously experienced in the ways of oral sex, alternated between full-mouth sucking me vigorously and flicking her tongue all over the swollen head of my penis.

Her head pounded back and forth enthusiastically, and her dyed blonde hair brushed pleasurably against my balls and thighs.

As I moaned embarrassingly with illicit pleasure, I noticed Svetlana reach up into her mini-skirt to pull down her underwear. She slid a pair of black panties from beneath her skirt, and clumsily stepped out of them.

She then hung them over one of the small nearby tree's branches. They dangled there triumphantly, as if Svetlana had staked a flag in the ground, marking this as her territory, and me as her property.

Sexily free of her underwear, the buxom, busty cougar bounced and jiggled toward me with a big grin spreading across her face.

"Now I fuck naked Aussie boy Matt with the big dick," she said.

The other women pushed me down onto the rock and I laid on my back.

"Ready to get fucked?" Karine asked with a dirty smile.

Svetlana straddled me and then slid herself down onto my straining, blood-pumped cock. Her warm, wet pussy enveloped me and Svetlana rode me hard, slapping my chest as she pumped away.

Her mini-skirt rode up, and offered a glimpse of her big, fleshy hips and thick black bush, which confirmed my suspicions about her dyed blonde mane of hair.

Svetlana's enormous butt slapped almost comically against my wet, sticky upper thighs, and slammed down repeatedly on my balls with a dull thud. She moaned and screamed in a near-pantomime version of erotic pleasure.

The other women clapped and cheered as I got fucked, and I thrust upward, driving myself deep into Svetlana. She didn't like it.

"No," Svetlana growled. "I fuck you...you not fuck me!"

She slapped my chest forcefully, and pushed down hard onto me, making sure that she was in complete control. Her tits bounced up and down with all her manic grinding, and as she got more and more excited, Svetlana's left breast suddenly slipped free of her singlet, flopping out crudely in all its pale, fleshy, pink-nippled glory.

The sight of her big, sloppy tit sent me into an erotic frenzy. I moaned loudly and uncontrollably. Svetlana slid off me and hurriedly tucked her breast back into her singlet, seemingly embarrassed.

My dick was still rock hard. I felt a minor sense of victory. It was okay for me to be sprawled out naked for the whole world to see, but one glimpse of Svetlana's left breast caused a minor panic.

She pulled her mini-skirt down quickly when she realised that I could see everything that she had, covering her meaty thighs and dark, sprawling tangle bush.

Filled with sexual excitement and a momentary rush of power, my cock practically exploded. I screamed loudly in pleasurable release. My hard-on twitched wildly and then sent long ropes of semen into the air, which then rained down onto my naked chest and stomach with a noisy splat.

The women watched in wonder as I came all over myself, and then laughed at me even louder than they had before.

"Dirty boy," Yelena cackled.

"You made a mess," Zasha added.

She reached into one of the backpacks nearby and pulled out a large bottle of water.

"We should give him wash," the naughty teen said, and the other women all got their own bottles of water from their bags.

"No, that's okay," I breathed, still in shock that I'd just blown my load all over myself.

But by the time I started to get up, they'd all uncapped their bottles. The women then dumped the contents of the bottles all over me, spraying water over my naked body and laughing wildly with delight.

They had somehow found another way to humiliate me. Unsurprisingly, ringleader Svetlana paid particular attention to my crotch. She slapped water everywhere and even poked my dangling cock and balls aggressively with the top of her bottle, perhaps still angry about me seeing her tit flop out of her singlet.

I got up and wiped the water off my body, and the women looked at me appreciatively. They appeared to be done, their lurid fun finally over.

"Thank you, sexy Aussie boy," Yelena said. "That was fun time. Thank you for taking off pants and letting us play with you."

Svetlana pulled out her phone and took a few more photos of my wet, cum-smeared body.

"Thank you, sexy boy with big dick," she said and reached out to give my now wet, slack cock one final squeeze.

Zasha and Karine both ran their hands over my chest and stomach one last time, their fingers snaking through the mess on my upper body. They squeezed my cock briefly as well, and then smiled up at me.

"Thank you for showing us your beautiful body," Zasha said, "and for letting us do whatever we want to do with it."

She held up the two fingers that she had obviously stuck up my butt and smiled salaciously, gleefully aware of how she had taken full advantage of me.

"Can I have my pants back now?" I asked nervously.

The women all looked at each other, giggled, and spoke in Russian. Zasha smiled.

"My mother keep your pants," she said, and pointed to the grinning Yelena, who held up my Speedos and then spun them around her finger again.

"I like Matt's pants," Yelena said, stuffing them into her bag. "I hold them and think of you when I have fun with myself."

She then made a horribly theatrical face like she was having an orgasm, and crudely mimed touching herself over her tight jeans. I was going to be masturbated over by a horny Russian woman holding my Speedos? For god's sake!

"What am I going to do? Please give them back! My clothes are at the beach! I've got nothing to cover myself with! Everyone will see my dick. I'll get arrested," I pleaded.

Svetlana then smiled and pulled her panties off the tree branch where they were obscenely dangling. She handed them to me and licked her lips.

"These for you," she giggled. "My pants look good on you. Put over your big dick. We just treat Matt like woman...take his pants and make him do things. Matt like a woman. So Matt wear woman's pants now. Dosvidanya, sexy Aussie boy with big dick. No complain or we leave you with nothing. All naked...everyone see your big dick."

Svetlana then slapped my butt, extremely hard, for emphasis. With that, the women picked up their bags and walked off. They all waved and laughed at me with even more vigour.

I stood there shocked and naked, my thick cock dangling and lifeless between my muscled thighs. All smiling, the four Russian women were clearly amused by what they'd just done to me.

With the sun arcing high in the sky, I stood in the bushes, completely nude. I held Svetlana's panties in my hands.

Thankfully, they were black, plain cotton, non-thong underpants with no lace or frills. But despite Svetlana's huge thighs and big, wobbling butt, they were still way too small for a man my size.

I pulled them on, and my humiliation was complete. I'd been forced to strip and pose for nude photos while four horny women watched, pointed and laughed. My Speedos had been stolen from me. I hadn't been able to suppress a raging hard-on. I'd been jerked off, sucked off, and fucked.

My testicles had been squeezed. I'd been spanked. A teenage girl had stuck two of her fingers up my butt. I came all over myself in public. I'd been doused with water. I'd been laughed at repeatedly. And now I was wearing women's underwear.

The way-too-small panties rode immediately into my butt crack at the back, and barely managed to contain my manhood up front. One of my balls slipped out immediately as I adjusted the panties, and my dick followed suit when I made another move.

I looked ridiculous, but I wasn't naked, and I would hopefully avoid getting arrested for indecent exposure. Svetlana's small black panties were all that I had.

Humiliated beyond belief, but also exhausted from the best sex that I'd ever had, I started my long, embarrassing walk back to the beach...