A typical day on Lake Ladiston-CFNM

Its very common to see various CFNM scenarios on Lake Ladiston, especially if its with males that are unfamiliar with Ladiston itself. Many male guests and visitors to Ladiston find themselves in very embarrassing situations much to the delight of the local ladies.

One very common trick involves water skiing, its often where the females are driving the boats with the males skiing, one of the ladies will discreetly loosen the drawstring on the guys swim trunks while another is helping him with the skis. This may seem farfetched, but its not surprising that the Ladiston women are very adept at this type of thing.

Once the skier is up on the skis the boat driver picks up speed and then heads for some rough water, usually crossing the wakes of other boats, or just making very tight turns. There are usually a second boat working in conjunction with the first boat, and they will help create some rough water, then they will hang back ready to sweep in at the right moment.

As soon as the guy hits the rough water and falls his trunks, that have been loosened, sometimes are swept from his body. This is where the second boat will sweep in and grab the trunks is possible, while the skier treads water. Of course if the skier is in any distress they would assist him, but that is seldom the case.

The first boat will come up to get the now naked skier who will be forced to climb into the boat naked since his trunks have vanished. He has little choice but to leave the cover of the water, and has to endure the rest of the boat ride naked in front of the other women on board. Some times the men are kept naked for extended periods of time if the women can get away with.

Here is a few pics of the skiing trick.

Real CFNM story

Patti, a friend of mine, relayed this true story to me about a CFNM incident she and her sister, Deb, got to take part in when they were younger.

We had been discussing the fact that there were too few real CFNM experiences, unless you consider going to male strip revues, and how most CFNM experiences had to be created or set up in advance.

Patti laughed and told me she had this same conversation when she and Deb were still at home, although out of high school. Deb had admitted running through the boys locker room once on a dare after P.E. Class, but she ran so fast and was so worried about getting caught she didn't stop to look at anybody.

The two sisters wanted very much to have an experience with a naked boy, they didn't call it CFNM back then though, and made plans to set one up with Patti's boyfriend, Dale, at a nearby gravel pit. 

Deb was the oldest of the group at nearly 21, while Patti and Dale were between 19 and 20. The three of them would swim there sometimes, although there was a swimming pool right across the road from the girl's parents they were allowed to use whenever they wanted, the gravel pit gave them more privacy.

They would usually lay out towels on the grassy area near the small beach that laid between two lines of brush and small trees. The pit itself was hidden from the road on a dusty trail that wound down near the water's edge.

Dale was a good swimmer, but not as strong of a swimmer as the two sisters who had been on their schools swim team. The girls executed their plan to near perfection. Deb entered the water first and swam out several yards from shore Patti followed Dale into the water and as soon as he was far enough out for the water to be over his head, she caught up to him and tugged at his arm.

Dale stopped swimming and faced Patti as they both tread water.. Patti slipped her arms under his and pulled him close, kissing him passionately. Dale hugged her and kissed her back, kicking a bit harder to stay above water. His mind was probably distracted by Patti's breasts pressing into his chest.

At this time Deb sneaked up and silently dove underwater behind Dale, and in one swift move grabbed his trunks and pulled them down and then all the way off. Patti kept Dale from reaching down to prevent Deb from taking his trunks and also from being pulled underwater by Deb's actions.

Dale tried to swim after Deb, but in the first moment of confusion on his part Deb had already made shallow water and was heading to the beach with Dale's trunks clutched in her hand. Dale was mad and embarrassed and turned to face Patti again who was laughing at his reaction. Patti peeked into the water but Dale quickly covered himself with one hand and began his attempt to swim to shore with one hand.

Patti followed close behind checking out Dale's bare butt as she did. Once Dale reached shallower water he stopped, the water provided some cover, and he was far too shy to leave his water sanctuary.

Deb had ran back to the car and now returned to the beach, she ran into the water and then dove swimming very close to Dale. The two sisters kept trying to get a good look at Dale, but he kept his hands covering his privates and they had to satisfy themselves with just a quick glimpse or two of his butt. Patti thought about trying to drag Dale into deeper water so he would have to use both hands for swimming, but decided against it. She didn't want Dale to drown after all.

After several minutes of swimming past Dale and peeking at him the sisters left the water and began to taunt Dale about having to come out of the water eventually and for him to just give in. 

This only added to Dale's anger and made him more determined to stay in the water until they gave him his trunks back.

Finally Deb said; “Suit yourself, but unless you want to walk back naked you'd better come out now.”

She slipped on her shoes and Patti followed her lead, not sure what Deb had in mind. Dale watched from the water and waited, he was sure they were just bluffing and would give him his trunks back soon.

Dale heard the car start and saw the tail lights as Deb backed up. Patti leaned out the window and yelled, “Come on unless you want to walk”.

Deb inched forward and Dale realized they might be serious, he didn't want to leave the water, but he also didn't want to be left there naked. He made up his mind and quickly waded to shore. He grabbed his shoes and ran toward Deb's car, carefully keeping himself covered with his left hand as he did so.

Deb drove slowly, but faster than Dale could run as she and Patti kept looking back at the naked young man chasing them. At one or two points in the pursuit Dale would use both hands to run faster, but these were brief moments as his modesty dictated he cover up. Patti wasn't sure if Deb saw those brief glimpses in the rear view mirror, but Patti took them all in.

When she was almost to the road Deb coasted to a stop and allowed Dale to get in the back seat. Both girls got a good look at him when he did that, but he didn't realize it.

“Where's my suit?” Dale demanded.

“In the trunk,” Deb replied, smiling.

Dale fumed and demanded they give him his swim trunks, but the girls just laughed, and Patti pointed out he was very dirty being covered in dust from chasing the car; “You need a bath,” she said.

Dale looked down at himself and saw the dirt that had clung to his wet skin, this only added fuel to his anger, but just as he was about to say something, Deb turned onto their road, they were a half mile from their house. Patti reached under the front seat and pulled out Dale's trunks.

Deb slowed the car and watched in the mirror as Dale struggled to get his trunks on over his dusty somewhat muddy skin. Patti watched smiling from the front seat as Dale's modesty was sacrificed in order for him to dress quickly.

As Deb pulled into the driveway, Dale hopped out before the car had come to a complete stop. He went right to his car and would have left immediately if he had his keys, but he had to wait for Patti to get his clothes from the spare room where he had changed to go swimming.

He had calmed a bit after she returned, but still left abruptly and it took several days before he would talk to Patti again.

The end.