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.

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.