“Oh, wow,” I said quietly, following Regina’s finger as she pointed out the very attractive Aisling and Maeve. “I was just joking around. Sorry…”
“That’s okay…you seem like a good lad,” Shauna said, and winked at me naughtily. “I’m glad you wandered along. You’re cute.”
“Hey, you’ve made a new friend, have you?” called a tall, extremely heavy-set young woman from the group of dancing girls. “You’ve found yourself an Aussie cowboy, Shauna? Have a dance, love…show him your moves, lass!”
“Hey ladies, this is Matt,” Shauna shouted to her friends.
“Hi, Matt,” the girls shouted teasingly in a sing-song manner.
“Go on, Shauna…dance with him!” yelled the extremely heavy-set young woman from the large group.
“Yeah, alright then, Emer,” Shauna responded with a laugh to the big girl’s demands, and then looked me right in the eye. “Do you wanna dance, lad?”
“Um, yeah, sure,” I replied. “I’m not a very good dancer though.”
“Nobody gives a shit, lad,” Regina interjected with a raucous laugh and then moved closer to me. “It’s just an excuse to get next to you!”
As I took another big gulp of my beer, Shauna and Regina started to sway to the music pealing out from the portable speaker nearby, their big hips moving from side to side, and their arms raised upwards in the evening air.
Regina worked her way to the rear of me, and positioned herself directly behind me. Shauna, meanwhile, moved herself right up in front of me. The two Irish girls were now sexily close to me, and I could smell a heady mix of perfume, sweat and alcohol coming off their wonderfully pneumatic bodies.
The two young Irish women moved their hips sexily to the rhythm of the music, and slowly moved in closer to me until I could feel their warm, wonderfully soft bodies sensually mashed up against mine.
Shauna suddenly turned around and then unashamedly pushed her big, fleshy butt right into my crotch, moving it from side to side, and up and down, driving it against me in a display of pure, wanton sexiness. I looked over at the group of dancing girls, and they were now all staring at us, clearly enjoying Shauna and Regina’s moves.
“That’s the way, girls,” shouted big, blowsy Emer. “Show him what you’ve got!”
“Go for it, Regina!” shouted birthday girl Siobhan. “Go for it, Shauna!”
Behind me, Regina was equally uninhibited, pushing her big, heaving breasts into my back. I could feel their soft sponginess through the thin material of my button-up shirt, and I started to get aroused.
I then felt Regina’s hands on my hips, and felt her warm breath on my neck as she slowly put her lips to my cheek and then started to kiss me with surprising enthusiasm. Her lips were soft and sensual on my skin.
“You alright for a party pash?” Regina asked with a giggle.
“Oh, yeah,” I replied enthusiastically.
As the lovely Regina kissed me, I nestled my chin into the equally lovely Shauna’s neck from behind, her perfume wafting up into my nostrils. I kissed her neck, and spoke quietly into her ear.
“Is this okay?” I asked. “Can I kiss you?”
Shauna looked back at me and smiled in response, and then I felt her fingers rubbing at my crotch, pulling at my denim shorts and searching for my cock. Shauna finally got a good hold and then gave my cock an almighty squeeze. I flinched with delight.
“Oooh, you’re a big lad,” Shauna cooed sexily. “You’ve got a monster down there.”
“Oooh, give him a kiss, girls!” shouted birthday girl Siobhan. “That’s the way!”
I felt Regina’s hands move up under my shirt, her palms and fingers sliding all over my muscled pecs and abs. She pressed her big, soft tits into my back with even more sexual force. She put her chin on my neck and spoke quietly into my ear.
“You’re a fit lad, huh?” Regina said with a giggle. “I love your muscles, lad. You’re gorgeous.”
As Regina rubbed her warm fingers all over my marbled torso, I felt Shauna’s hands move from my crotch up to my waist. Her fingers moved around until they found the button of my denim shorts.
Looking straight ahead at her group of dancing friends, and with both her hands moving behind her back, Shauna struggled but eventually got the button undone. I then felt the zipper of my shorts slide down.
I heard laughter from behind me, and I realised that Regina had seen my shorts loosen and open at the waist. She obviously knew that Shauna had unzipped me, but the group of girls were yet to catch sight of what was unfolding.
I couldn’t believe it…Shauna and Regina were pawing and pulling at my clothes, and the naughty Irish duo obviously wanted to get me out of my gear and down to at least my underwear.
I was thrilled but undeniably a little nervous. I love being naked around clothed women, but this was a large group, and we were out in public. If things got out of hand, I was well and truly on my own…but I was happy to go with the flow. This was turning into a very sexy situation indeed.
The large group of Irish girls seemed to catch on that something was happening between Shauna, Regina and me, and I soon heard laughter and clapping rising up. I got more and more excited. Shauna and Regina then worked my shorts from both sides, clumsily sliding them down my thighs until they were stretched across my knees.
“Ooooh, it looks like your shorts are down, lad,” Regina said with a laugh from behind me. “You’re about to lose your clothes. Let’s get this shirt off and show the girls what we’ve got here. I hope you’re not shy. Let’s show off those big muscles, lad.”
“Oh…um,” I stuttered. “I don’t know about this. This is a bit embarrassing…you can’t strip me out here…it’s embarrassing.”
“You’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about,” Shauna said, turning her head to look back at me over her shoulder with a laugh. “I just felt your willy, mate…you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. It looks like you’re our entertainment for the night, lad.”
“Oh, my god,” I muttered.
In my long history of sordid, sleazy behaviour and naughty encounters with the opposite sex, I’ve realised that most women enjoy having the power in a situation, and like to feel that they’ve got one over on a guy.
With this knowledge, I often play it coy, hesitating a little in the face of female sexual aggression, and letting them get on top of me. This had served me well in the past, and I opted to do it again, even though I was very happy to be stripped and toyed with.
I felt Regina’s hands reach under my arms from behind, and then felt her long-nailed fingers pulling aggressively at the buttons on my shirt. One after the other, the enthusiastic Irish lass popped the buttons until my shirt hung open, revealing my heavily muscled bare torso. Regina then pulled my shirt back right off my shoulders, and threw it on the ground behind her.
“Oooh, Regina’s got his shirt off, girls!” shouted Emer. “They’re getting his kit off! They’re getting his kit off! Go, girls! Get his clothes off!”
As the eight dancing girls clapped and cheered, Shauna slowly moved to the side of me, revealing to her excited friends that she’d actually already got my denim shorts down too. I was left standing in front of ten Irish party girls with my shorts around my knees in just my black Calvin Klein fitted trunks.
Waves of excitement rolled through me. I was turned on not just by the two curvy, sexually audacious Irish lasses who’d partially stripped me, but also by the fact that their friends were now looking at me with obvious excitement and enthusiasm too.
“Cor, look at him!” came another thickly Irish accented voice from amongst the din of whistles, laughs, jeers and catcalls. “Look at that hot body! Alright, girls, nice one, yeah?”
“What a hunk!” hollered another of the Irish party girls as her friends clapped and cheered. “Cor!”
As I felt ten sets of female eyes taking in the sight of my bare torso, Shauna reached over, jumped up a little, and then cheekily plucked my cowboy hat from off my head. Her big, heavy breasts bouncing wonderfully up and down as she moved, the pretty Irish girl then placed my stolen cowboy hat on her head and gave me a very naughty wink.
“Do I look cute?” Shauna asked with a giggle.
“Very, very cute indeed,” I replied with a smile, and then looked down at my shorts stretched stupidly across my knees.
“Get those shorts right off him, Shauna,” shouted Emer. “Get ’em off!”
With a big, bold laugh, Shauna bent down and then pushed my shorts right down to my ankles. As I stumbled slightly and came out of my slides, the pretty Irish lass pushed me a little, and then got the denim shorts off over my feet as I struggled ever so slightly.
“Oh, come on,” I said quietly as Shauna threw my shorts over with my discarded shirt on the ground. “Really?”
“Yes, really,” Regina said with a laugh from behind me. “Did you really think you could walk up to ten drunk Irish girls and keep your pants on? No way, lad…Irish girls don’t hold back!”
“Lesson learned,” I responded with a weak smile.
Now in nothing but my black, fitted Calvin Klein boxers, I made fists of my hands to make my large biceps bulge even more impressively, and tensed the muscles in my chest and abdomen. The clapping and cheering of the Irish girls got louder as they continued to swig from their bottles of beer and cider, and take hits from their vapes.
A broad, excited smile played across Shauna’s lips as she stared at my bare torso, her eyes scanning up and down my body, obviously amused by how she and Regina had so effectively conspired to get my clothes off. Shauna’s eyes settled on the bulge in my boxers, and the sassy Irish girl literally licked her lips.
“God, look at him!” birthday girl Siobhan shouted, and then grabbed Emer by the arm with both hands. “Look at him, Emer!”
“He’s too much, huh?” said big, blowsy Emer with a wild laugh. “For fuck’s sake, girls…let’s have his jockeys off! Get that lad naked! Let’s see that willy! Take his panties off!”
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