The cabin-CFNM
Part four
Karen called Marty and invited him
over for lunch and to swim in her family's pool. Karen still lived
at home until she finished college, but Marty didn't know or wouldn't
have care about that. After she had convinced Marty to come over she
called Shelly and asked if they were free.
“We will be in an hour or two,”
Shelly told her.
“That's perfect,” Karen replied,
and hung up. She readied lunch and made some lemonade, but before
Marty got there she went into her mothers bedroom and borrowed two of
her mothers sleeping pills. They were mild sleep aids, just enough
to relax a person so they could fall asleep, but she hoped they would
have the desired effect on Marty.
Soon Marty peddled into her driveway
and parked his bike by the garage. He liked Karen, even after all
she had helped put him through so far that summer. Still she was
very pretty and fun to be around.
They walked around to the backyard and
Karen showed him the pool, Marty was surprised at how nice it was,
the whole backyard as far as that was concerned. It was a very
lovely place, and Karen enjoyed showing it off to him.
They sat on the patio and she told him
she would start the grill a little later and cook some burgers. That
sounded good to Marty, he wasn't much of a cook yet, and eating
something cooked by someone else would be a definite plus.
As they chatted she asked if he wanted
some lemonade.
“That would be great,” Marty said,
with just the two of them he was more at ease and less worried about
having the three women gang up on him.
Karen returned shortly carrying a tray
with a pitcher of lemonade and two glasses, one of which was already
poured. She sat the tray down and quickly handed him the glass that
was already poured. Marty drank it down quickly and helped himself
to another glass. He swirled the last of the lemonade around in his
glass before draining it in one gulp.
This was perfect Karen thought, if any
of the pills hadn't dissolved yet, by Marty swirling the glass of
lemonade he unknowingly helped her out.
In about ten minutes after drinking
the lemonade, Marty yawned and then apologized for yawning.
“Don't worry about it,” Karen
said, “Want to lay down in the hammock for a little bit?”
“I'll be fine,” Marty said, “But
maybe I might, just for a few minutes.” He staggered to the
hammock and laid down face fist on it.
Karen waited for several minutes until
she was sure he was sound asleep, then she walked up beside the
hammock and gave a little tug on his shorts.
Marty didn't move or respond at all. She continued working the shorts down farther and farther, once his butt was exposed the going got easier, and she slipped them over his knees then his feet and finally off.
Marty didn't move or respond at all. She continued working the shorts down farther and farther, once his butt was exposed the going got easier, and she slipped them over his knees then his feet and finally off.
She stood back and admired her handy
work as the naked young man slept soundly on the hammock. She looked
at her watch and saw that it had been almost ninety minutes since she
spoke to Shelly. She was about to call her again when she heard a
car, she peeked around the side of the house and saw Shelly and
Christine coming up the walk.
Karen motioned for them to be quiet,
then she led them into the backyard. Shelly and Christine both
covered their mouths to prevent themselves from laughing out loud.
They stood and looked at Marty's pink behind poking up from the
hammock, and all three of them had all they could do to keep from
laughing.
Karen picked up Marty's shorts and
towel and rolled them up, Shelly reached out and took them from
Karen, then she hurried around to her car and as quietly as possible
locked them in the trunk.
As she returned to the others
Christine smiled wickedly and pointed to the hammock then to the
pool. They both knew what she meant, and they cautiously moved it
closer to the edge. When they had it close enough Karen silently
counted to three and they dumped Marty into the pool.
The cool water instantly brought Marty
to full consciousness, but he had inhaled a bit of water and as he
came up spitting and coughing the girls were at first concerned for
his safety, but when they realized he was okay they giggled and then
laughed out loud as Marty again found himself naked in their midst.
Marty hugged the edge of the pool for
cover as soon as he felt himself in a state of nudity. The girls
were peering into the water to get a better view of Marty when they
heard a car pull into the driveway.
Karen looked around the side of the
house and was shocked to see her parents getting out of the car.
They weren't due back until tomorrow!
“Marty,” she said excitedly, “You
need to hide now!”
Marty looked at her as if she was
trying to get him to expose himself to them again. Then he heard
Karen's father call out from the driveway.
That was all Marty needed, he swam to
the ladder and climbed rapidly out of the pool, then he ran to the
back of the garage and crouched down, trying to hide as best as he
could.
He was just in time as Karen's parents
entered the backyard just as he slipped out of sight.
“I thought you were staying until
tomorrow?” Was all Karen could think of saying.
“Your father got into an argument
with your uncle Calvin, and here we are.” Her mom explained. As
her father rolled his eyes, they started to bicker as they walked to
the house, but her mom turned and asked, “How's the water dear?”
“We're going to change and join you.”
Karen gave a glance and saw Marty
wince as he heard this. The three women started around the garage to
see what Marty was going to do, but he was already taking off across
the backyard to the woods. He knew there used to be a footpath that
went all the way across the woods, he just hoped it was still there.
The women couldn't help themselves
from giggling a bit as they watched the naked man running.
“Now what?” Shelly asked.
“We go back to Marty's place and
wait for him.” Karen said, and all three laughed as they piled
into Shelly's car. “I'll be back later,” Karen called out to her
mother, who was just coming out of the house.
They pulled into Marty's driveway and
Shelly said, “I hope we didn't miss him.”
“Doubtful,” Christine said, “he
was on foot and we are in a car.”
“And the trail is over grown now,”
Karen said, “and his uncle put up a fence a few years back, that
will slow him down a bit too.”
Now the women hurried into the woods
and hid behind trees near the fence. Sure enough Marty had stopped
running and now was barely jogging, when he got to the fence he
stopped and just panted as he caught his breath. He looked at the
fence and debated what to do with himself, it was old and very rough,
the last thing he wanted to do was get a splinter in an comfortable
area.
Marty looked up and down the fence
row, but he saw it was too overgrown to go either way. He sighed and
began to scale the fence.
The women watched from their hidden
vantage points as Marty's climbing the fence left nothing to their
imagination. At the top of the fence he very carefully swung his
left leg over and then eased himself into position to bring his right
leg over. He hopped down onto the path, but before he could go
farther Karen, then Shelly, and Christine stepped from their hiding
spots.
“Crap,” Marty muttered, more to
himself than to them.
The three women blocked the path, and
Marty had no desire to trample through the briars and most likely
poison ivy that lurked there. He more or less gave himself up and
meekly followed them back to his yard. He at first thought of
running into the house, and then thought better of it, he would play
their game and hope they tired of it.
But Marty had no idea how deep the
urge to see him, or any man for that matter, naked ran in these three
women. They would enjoy his compliance today, and still want more
tomorrow, or the day after that. Marty might as well have given up
wearing clothes whenever the three women were around him.
The end of part four.