They surf the fansite.

As Mackenzie's tears began to dry, Matt gently pulled back and looked into her eyes. "Hey, I have an idea," he said, trying to sound casual despite the seriousness of the situation. "It's gonna sound a little wild but it might make you feel better."

Mackenize smiled, empressed bynthe lengths Matt would gonto make her feel better. "Alright shoot."

"Why don't we take a look at some of the videos on that website?"

Mackenzie's smile disappeared at first she assumed she must have misheard him. The Redhead opened her mouth to protest, but Matt continued before she could speak. "I know how it sounds, but here me out. Sometimes the best way to deal with something like this is to face it head-on. We can watch some of the videos, see if they're as bad as you remember, and maybe share some laughs."

Mackenzie pondered this for a moment. It was a ridiculous idea. Her numerous college humiliations were something the Redhead had long tired to forget. Then again earlier that day she had spilled her guts about many of her misadventures to Matt while they were in the pool and she couldn't deny it had felt great to get all that off her chest. Expecially considering Matt hadn't judged her for any of it and if anything just enjoyed listening the stories. Suddenly Mackenize face shifted from shock to annoyed understanding. She knew exactly why Matthew was suggesting this.

"You just want to see the Shy Streaker in action don't you?" she said with a cross expression.

Matt shrugged innocently. "A little bit. But I do think this will be good for you. Look if it because too much for you we can stop whenever you want. Heck I'll even leave the room if it makes you feel more comfortable."

"No, no." Mackenzie sighed. "I already told you the stories. No harm in you seeing them too."

"Alright," Matthew celebrated, clapping his hands together. He quickly got up and jogged over to his in-house concession stand to make some popcorn. Mackenzie remained in her seat arms crossed as she looked over the website once again. She noticed the webpage was flanked by two images of her streaking through the campus garden, fortunately her privates were obscured by leafs and flowers. She doubted this was the norm however the rest were almost certainly full frontal and being enjoyed by numerous perverts. The whole idea made Mackenzie squirm. Maybe she couldn't do this after all. Unfortunately, before she could say anything, a grinning Matthew plopped himself beside her with a big bowl of popcorn and picked up the remote. "K let's see what we've got!"

Mackenzie's eyes widened in a mix of horror and morbid curiosity as Matt navigated the website, clicking on a video titled "Shy Streaker's Public debut". The video loaded, and the screen flickered to life, showing a grainy footage of Mackenzie's college days. It was a day she remembered well, when someone had stolen all her clothes and **** her on a scavenger hunt around campus. She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as she watched her younger self, butt naked, sprinting though the quad to try and retrieve a sundress hanging from a statue.

Matt's arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her close as they both watched the video in silence. Mackenzie's face burned with shame, but she couldn't look away.

"That sundress was cute," Mackenzie said stoically.

"Did they really shred ALL your clothes?" Matt asked.

"They definitely shredded some, but they probably just kept or sold the rest."

The pair contined to watch videos and each one sent new shameful memories for the redhead. Mackenzie saw herself pressed against a glass window as firefighters try to dislodge her, the midterm presentation she had given naked to avoid campus security officer Jack Feldman, and even her being pelting by snowballs while shivering and naked.

"Wow a naked snowball fight." Matt gasped. "That's bold even for by nudist standards."

"As it should be." Mackenzie moaned. "It was freakin' cold!"

Ha, well at least your warm now." Matt said rubbing her shoulder to raise her body temperature. It felt nice.

As they continued to watch videos, Mackenzie's initial embarrassment began to give way to a strange, tingling sensation in her chest. She felt Matt's arm around her shoulders, his warm breath on her skin, and his eyes fixed on the screen. The video showed her younger self, careening wildly across the quad, completely naked and utterly out of control. But as she watched, Mackenzie started to feel a thrill of excitement. She glanced up at Matt, and saw that he was watching her, his eyes burning with a mixture of amusement and arousal.

Mackenzie's face grew hot as she realized that Matt was turned on by the video.

"Like what you see?" Mackenzie asked. Matt's eyes widened. Almost as if he had been entranced by the embarrassing video.

"Oh well......yeah." He stuttered giving an awkward chuckle. "What can I say your very cute when embarrassed."

"Well, I'm glad my trauma pleases you so much."

"Wait it's not like that," the naked man protested. "I just, you know, like seeing you getting lots of exercise."

"Smooth." Mackenize said mockingly.

"I'm sorry. Leering at your past wasn't the point of this, but it is working right. I thought I've caught you smiling a few times."

"Yeah, alright maybe I'm getting a little used to in. In fact." She said before trailing off.

In fact, what?" Matts turning to look at her.

"In fact, I think I'm starting to get turned on." She smirked meeting his gave.

As Mackenzie's eyes locked onto Matt's, she felt a spark of electricity run through her body. Without thinking, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his penis, feeling it stiffen in her grasp. Matt's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't pull away, instead, he let out a low moan as Mackenzie began to stroke him gently.

The video on the screen continued to play, young Mackenzie is currently locked out of her dormroom with her towel caught in the door, but neither of them was paying attention to it anymore. Mackenzie's focus was solely on the sensation of Matt's penis in her hand, and the way his eyes seemed to be burning with desire. She squeezed him gently, feeling a surge of power and control.

"You like that big boy," She saids seductively.

"Y-yeah," Matt moans, "even with the c-C-cliche line."

Mackenzie's hand continued to stroke Matt's penis, feeling it grow harder and more rigid with each passing moment. She could sense the tension building in his body, and it only seemed to fuel her own desire. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly began to shift her position, her legs parting slightly as she lifted herself up. Matt's eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with an intense hunger. As Mackenzie slowly lowered herself onto Matt, their bodies seemed to melt together, their movements becoming a fluid, synchronized dance. The video on the screen behind them continued to play, but they were oblivious to it, lost in their own little world of pleasure and desire the only sound they hear besides their labored breathes was the soft creaking of the theater seats and their own ragged breathing. Mackenzie's eyes never left Matt's; her gaze locked onto his as she felt him fill her completely. They both moaned in unison, the sound echoing through the room like a primal cry.

Their bodies move in perfect sync, their hips rising and falling in a slow, sensual rhythm. Matt's hands gripped her hips, pulling her down harder onto him as he thrust up into her. Mackenzie's gaze finally shifted from Matt as she throw her head back and screamed in pleasure. Matt does the same as the two naked hotties finally come to climax. The two go limp. Matt crashing out onto his seat while Mackenzie slumped back but remained balanced on Matt's cum covered dick.

"Oh god," Mackenzie smiled voice felled with satisfaction. "Oh god yes. Yes."

"Please hold the applause." Matt breathed sounding quite full of himself. "I'll be here all weekend."

"I'll be here for every preformance."

"Really when then rest up because I think there's another showing in 15 minutes."

Mackenzie leans forward as though she's going to fall face first onto Matthew's chest. Instead she holds her arms in front of herself anchoring herself above him. Matt watches on staring at Mackenzie's smiling face and swinging boobs.

"Well, I hope it's worth another 5 stars." She says and lowers herself further to give her nudist boyfriend a kiss. They makeout furiously so much so Mackenzie wonders if they'll have to move up the next "show" to 5 minutes. Mackenzie ponders this opening her eyes for a second and looking away from Matt. It is then that see notices it. A small red light on the corner of the TV. Blinking.

Mackenzie instantly brakes off the kiss and turns towards the small red light, her mind racing with a sudden jolt of panic. Instantly she knows what it is.

"Babe what's wrong?" Matt asks but Mackenzie is already moving. She scrambled to reach for the remote wedged between Matt and the couch. She forces her into that space beneath Matt causing the nudist to laugh and wiggle.

"Mackenzie what are you doing," he asks his grip on her hip tightened, his fingers digging into her skin, trying to push him away Mackenzie wants to answer, but her panicked mind was now focused on the blinking light, her heart racing with a growing sense of unease.

With a surge of adrenaline, Mackenzie managed to pull the remote out from under Matt, her fingers closing around it like a vice. She scans the remote then the TV. With the press of a button the truth is revealed to her befuddled boyfriend as the last recording comes up in screen. It's just as horrifying as Mackenzie imagined. An uncensored HD recording of Mackenzie and Matt's extensive love making session. Recorded by the TV's hidden web camera.

"Oh damn," Matt said completely dumbfounded. He had never even considered the TV recording him in the buff. Mackenzie said nothing but the horror on her face said enough. She desperately began massing buttons to try and delete the incriminating video. But this was a delicate remote with many small buttons so in her haste and ignorance of the remotes design, she accidentally clicked on the wrong button, and the screen flickered as a new window opened. It's Matt's social media page.

"Oh no." The pair said in unison. Mackenzie's heart sank as she realized her mistake. The video was now uploading to a social media platform, the progress bar ticking away with agonizing slowness. Mackenzie's face burned with horror as she frantically tried to cancel the upload, but it was too late. The full video popped up on Matt's page. Holding on the frame of Mackenzie howling as she climaxed.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The couple screamed. This was bad very very bad.

Mackenzie's eyes widened in horror as a wave of panic wash over her, her mind racing with thoughts of humiliation and embarrassment. Matt was equally disturbed while nudity was nothing to ashamed of in his book a Sex tape viewed by his family and coworkers definitely crossed a line. Mackenzie began desperately massing buttons, running almost entirely on panic to try and remove the video.

"no no no noo nooo NOOOOO!" She squealed as she opened new windows and menus that had nothing to do with deletion while her O-face frame lingered in the background.

"Mackenzie honey gives me the remote. Please just give me the- GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE!"

Matt quickly sat up and tried to wrestle the remote from his shellshocked girlfriend's hands, pulling her ingo an embrace as he yanked it from her shaking hands. Matt immediately got to work. With eyes fixed intently on the screen Matt removed all the windows Mackenzie had unintentionally opened and with only a few swift clicks, he managed to delete the video, the screen flickered as the image of them vanished and was replaced with the word, "DELETED."

"D-did anyone see it?" Mackenzie asked heart punching against her chest.

"It was only up for a few seconds?"

"You know the internet." She protested. "That's more then enough time."

"Alright well give it a second," Matt replied still holding her. "If anyone saw it they'll probably drop a like on the video. We'll still get a notification even if it's deleted."

The room seemed to hold its breath as the two of them waited, frozen in anticipation, to see if the damage had already been done.

The tension in the room seemed to dissipate as the screen flickered back to the home screen, the video's deletion confirmed. Mackenzie's body relaxed, her muscles releasing the pent-up anxiety as she let out a shaky breath. Matt's grip on her hip loosened, his fingers gently stroking her skin as he pulled her closer. "It's okay," he whispered, his warm breath caressing her ear. "No one saw it."

Mackenzie's eyes darted to the screen, her mind racing with the possibility that someone, somewhere, might have caught a glimpse of the incriminating video. But as she scanned the social media platform's notifications, her anxiety began to dissipate.

"Oh, thank god." Mackenzie smiled. "No one saw."

"Yeah, I don't think either of us need a sex tape floating around." Matt replied rubbing his finger against her thigh. "Now about that encore."

Mackenzie turned to her love their eyes meeting. Suddenly see felt Matt's penis harden once again and a spark of desire reignite within her. She bit her lip and place her hands on his chest and began rocking around in his dick once against. They both moaned in pleasure. Mackenzie rode Matt wildly becoming more and more emotive as they approached climax. Finally, the moment came. They both went stiff clawing into each other's flesh so hard they worried the ither might bleed until finally, with a pair of screams that echoed throughout the empty house they came.

Mackenzie's body went limp she dropped down right on top of her lover with a wet sweaty slap. Matt then slid off the leather chair and onto the floor too tired to do anything. They laid there motionless and silent for several minutes until Mackenzie finally sat up, euphoric smile stretched across her face.

"I'm gonna get some water." She said, mouth sounding a little hoarse. "You want anything?"

"No, I'm good." Matt replied watching as Mackenzie stood up and walked towards the kitchen. He smiled, examining her ass cheeks giggle with each step as she walked away. He took a breath and stood up with a stretch. While he wanted his relationship with Mackenzie to be more than just physical intimacy, he couldn't just deny their skinship was always amazing and he was already imagining all the places in his house they could ravage each other's bodies. As he daydreamed, Matt's attention returned to the screen. The social media page was still open but empty after he had deleted the video. Matt reached down and picked up the remote before pointing it at the screen to close the page.

"Glad that worked out." Matt said as the page closed. However, as he did the Shy Streaker website loaded onto the screen saw the familiar layout, the same embarrassing headlines and photos about his girlfriend naked in embarrassing situations. Matt smirked, Mackenzie hated this site and wanted it taken down, and he would help with that, but he had to admit even as a nudist he found the imaged of the red-faced Mackenzie desperately trying to hide herself pretty sexy. As he perused the images he stumbled on something new. Matt's eyes widened in horror as she read the headline: "Shy Streaker's Sex Tape Leaked!"

"Oh Shit!" Matt cursed as he saw what the video was the one they had just deleted from the social media platform was re-uploaded onto the Sky Streaker fan page. Guess someone had seen the video before it was deleted. Matt placed a hand over his mouth in shock as he gazed at the screenshot of the video, with Matt's face blurred out, but Mackenzie's clearly visible, contorted in a mixture of pleasure and ecstasy with her body on full display. "Guess they're not interested in her partner."

"Who's not interested?" Mackenzie said with a half-drunk water bottle in hand.

"Umm," Matt panicked quickly using the remote to switch over to a business website. "The shareholders! They don't care about this companies' business partners only the profits. It's a bad sign for long term investment. Hahaha."

"Oh ok," placing the cool bottle against her sweaty cheek. "So, you wanna watch anything else?"

"Umm no no I'm good." Matt said standing up. "I think we've spent enough time in from to f the TV. Let's continue with the tour."

"Um alright," Mackenzie said somewhat confused why her boyfriend was literally dragging her from the viewing room by the wrist.

'It's better if she doesn't know,' Matt told himself as he pulled his lover into the next room.