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\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1 This is a story about a guy who decides to try out skinny dipping and the girls he meets along the way.

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\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc Jumping Through Hoops.

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\pard\nowidctlpar\sl480\slmult1 Matt had been biking for about a hour.  It was an unusually hot April day and he had resolved to get back into shape.  Not that he was fat or anything, it was mainly a self conscious kinda thing.  He wanted to be big and buff like the guys on TV, even though he knew it would never happen.  His genes conspired against him and kept him well within the average category.  Still, a guy had to have dreams.  But this dream was making him hot, tired and sweaty.  He needed a break.  As Matt pedaled down the bike path and past a stream, a wild idea entered his mind.  The path was deserted, the heat must be keeping everyone away.  A nice cool dip would make him right again, a cool skinny dip.

He had thought about skinny dipping before but had never actually done it.  Other people said it was fun and liberating.  He just was hoping to cool off a bit.  Looking around, he saw no one.  The path was deserted and a modest amount of small trees and shrubs gave some privacy.  He leaned his bike against a tree and put his helm on the seat.  Matt slipped through the shrubs and was down to bare skin in no time.  He entered the water and relaxed.

It wasn\rquote t as cool as he hoped, that hot sun was warming the water, but it was refreshing.  He swam and floated on his back and just frolicked and played. It was liberating in an embarrassing kind of way.  Or maybe it was just the elation of doing something slightly illegal. 

\ldblquote hey mister, do you want these anymore?\rdblquote   It was a distinctly  female voice he had just heard.

Startled, he turned to see three young girls by the shore, each holding some of his clothes.

\ldblquote Are you naked in there? \ldblquote   A pretty red head asked.  All three giggled.

\ldblquote  Of-of course not.  I have my swimming trunks on.\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Really, \ldblquote  She said, examining his dark blue boxers, \ldblquote  Then we can keep your clothes?\rdblquote

\lquote No I want them.\rdblquote   he tried not to sound desperate.

\ldblquote  then why don\rquote t you come and get them. \ldblquote   A brunette asked, smiling wildly.

\ldblquote  I-I\rquote m just not done swimming yet, that\rquote s all.\rdblquote

\ldblquote   Well, when your finished, you can come find us and your clothes. \ldblquote   A blonde stated, also smiling like a fanatic.

\ldblquote  Wait, that\rquote s not fair.\rdblquote   He protested.

\ldblquote  Why not? \ldblquote   The red head enquired, clearly enjoying seeming him squirm.

\ldblquote  Because its just not. \ldblquote  He offered weakly.

\ldblquote  Do you want your clothes now? \ldblquote   She asked.

\ldblquote  Yes, please! \ldblquote   he pleaded

\ldblquote  Then come up here and get them.  And why don\rquote t you keep your hands on top of your head as you do.\rdblquote   The blonde said.

\ldblquote  Why? Am I under arrest?\rdblquote

\ldblquote  No, we just think your under dressed. \ldblquote   All three girls broke out in laughter at his distress.

Matt didn\rquote t think it was funny, but he didn\rquote t have much choice in the matter.  he put his hands up and walked to the shore.  Six eyes eagerly focused on his stomach, the waist as he walked to the shore.  They all squealed with glee as his naked penis made its appearance.  Having three pairs of virgin eyes staring at his cock caused it to rise to the occasion.  Before their very eyes, it inflated to its full eight inches.

\ldblquote   Look, \ldblquote  the red head said excitedly, \ldblquote Its getting bigger!\rdblquote

\ldblquote  That is sooo cool. \ldblquote  the brunette responded.

The blonde just watched in fascination.

Matt stood, hands above his head for several minutes while the girls ogled his body.  Then the red head spoke up.  \ldblquote Ok, if you want your clothes back, you have to do exactly what we say.  If you don\rquote t or if you cover your self, well let\rquote s just say you will have a lot more difficulty getting home then you did getting to the park.  The girls broke into laughter.

\ldblquote How old are you guys?\rdblquote   he asked

\ldblquote Thirteen, \ldblquote  The red head responded.

\ldblquote Aren\rquote t you a little young to be stealing peoples clothes?\rdblquote

\ldblquote  How old are you? \ldblquote  The brunette asked.

\ldblquote  Twenty three.\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Aren\rquote t you a little old to be leaving your clothes out were anyone could find them?  \ldblquote  The girls broke out in laughter,  \ldblquote  Besides if we had listened to Marcie, we would be gone and so would your clothes.\rdblquote   She pointed at the blonde and laughed, \ldblquote  At least now you have a CHANCE of getting your clothes back.  More laughter and Matt didn\rquote t like the sound of it at all.

\ldblquote  How did you find me? \ldblquote

\ldblquote  You thought you were being clever by hiding, but this is actually a very popular place to go skinny dipping.  When we saw your bike, we snuck up to see what was going on, or rather, coming off\rdblquote  The girls had another laugh at his expense,  \ldblquote  But enough of that.  I\rquote m Mandie ,\ldblquote  Said the redhead, \ldblquote  She is Cindy,\rdblquote  She said pointing and the brunette and she is Marcie.  What is your name?\rquote

\ldblquote  Matt.\rdblquote

\ldblquote Great, \ldblquote  Mandie said with delight.  Your first task is to ride your bike down to the end of the trail and back.  Remember no covering yourself.\rdblquote

Matt hesitated.

\ldblquote  Ya know, its hot out today, but I don\rquote t think anyone will believe its hot enough to walk home naked.\rdblquote   More thunderous laughter.

Hesitantly, he head off down the trail, wind in his hair, manhood of full display.    The girls waved and clapped as he rode away.  He could also see they had arrived on bikes.  It was a full two miles to the end of the trail.  Fortunately no one seemed to be braving the unseasonably warm spring day.  He turned around and headed back.  When he got there, the girls were gone.  he panicked and looked around by the stream.  No one was there.  Cautiously, he headed back up the trail.  Twice he dove behind trees or into the underbrush to avoid being seen.  He neared the beginning of the trail and still didn\rquote t see them.  Riding home wasn\rquote t an immediate option, maybe if it was dark outside it might work, but home was miles away.  He headed back down the trail and neared the place where this whole horrid story began, when he was the girls smiling and clapping.

\ldblquote Sorry about that, \ldblquote  Mandie said without really meaning it, \ldblquote  We hid and let you pass us.  It was sort of a show of power.  You know, we decide if you go home in your jeans, you boxers, wearing only a sock, or nothing at all. \ldblquote   The girls\rquote  laughter left no doubt which was the party favorite.

\ldblquote Can I have my clothes back now?\rdblquote   Matt pleaded.

\lquote Nope, \ldblquote  Mandie said, seeming to feed of his humiliation, \ldblquote  What else do you want him to do?\rdblquote   She looked to her friends.

\ldblquote  Let\rquote s go swimming. \lquote   Cindy suggested.

\ldblquote  How about right here.  \ldblquote  Matt suggested.\rdblquote   Seeing them naked would make this all worth in, and he might be able to get his clothes and theirs in the process.

\ldblquote   Are you kidding, \ldblquote  Marcie replied, \ldblquote   We don\rquote t have our suits here.  Besides, if we went skinny dipping, some one might take our clothes, and wouldn\rquote t that be embarrassing.\rdblquote   More laughter.

\ldblquote  Right, good point.  How about ice cream instead \ldblquote  Cindy said, \ldblquote  Matt can get it for us.\rdblquote

This didn\rquote t appeal to Matt at all.  Walking out in public totally naked just wasn\rquote t his cup of tea.  But they were holding his clothes hostage, so he didn\rquote t have much choice.

\ldblquote There is an open concession stand by the baseball diamond.  You can get the ice cream there,\rdblquote   This suggestion met with complete agreement,  \ldblquote  Oh, and be a dear and leave the bike here.  It will only get in the way.\rdblquote

Matt walked up the trail towards the baseball diamond.   Not having the bike was almost a blessing; it made diving into the brush or behind a tree much easier.  That helped him getting up the bike trail, but would be useless when he got to the wide opens spaces of the campsites.  He half expected to girls to come up behind him and announce his presence to the world, but they seemed busy doing something else, probably  thinking up another humiliation task.  He came to the edge of the woods and looked across the parking lot.  No one seemed to be around so he made a run for it, and hid behind a car  when a family walked by.  Cautiously, he moved from car to car, not easy since there weren\rquote t many of them here and then sought the protection of a large tree.  He then streaked across another field ,to a shelter and finally to the concession stand..  He was relieved to find no one was in the mood to eat and he was the only one here.  Matt hid as much as he could and leaned his head over to the service window.  \ldblquote  Can I have three cones please. \ldblquote

The girl in the stand looked at him oddly, \ldblquote  What flavors do you want?\rdblquote

He had no idea, \ldblquote  Make them chocolate please and hurry. \ldblquote

Still thinking this was odd, she got the ice cream, \ldblquote  that will be two fifty.\rdblquote

Shit he didn\rquote t have any money.  He had been so worried about getting here that he hadn\rquote t even thought about paying for the ice cream, \ldblquote  Can I just owe you? \ldblquote

\ldblquote  Sorry, no.  Company policy. \ldblquote

\ldblquote  I\rquote ll be right back, \ldblquote   Matt streaked away.

The girl leaned out the window to see why her almost customer had been acting so oddly.  Seeing his naked butt racing away gave her the answer, \ldblquote  Loose a bet did you!\rdblquote   She yelled and laughed.

Huffing and panting, he returned to the waiting girls.

\ldblquote  Where is our ice cream? \ldblquote   The girls demanded.

\ldblquote  I didn\rquote t have any money.\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Take a jog down the path while we get some. \ldblquote   Mandie\rquote s eyes were hard and cold.

Once again, he headed down the path, modesty gone and manhood bouncing in the warm air.  He returned and the girls furnished money.

\ldblquote   Hurry, or you can just jog all the way home.  Get the picture? \ldblquote   Mandie was one mean bitch, but she was also the one in charge.

His second trip back to the ice cream stand wasn\rquote t much better then the first.  More then one giggle trailed behind him and the girl at the stand was ready for him.  \ldblquote  Ice cream please. \ldblquote   

Laughing, she made three chocolate cones and held them out, but not close enough for him to reach.  Matt was forced to stand in front of her and get the cones.  \ldblquote  Sure you don\rquote t need a hotdog bun too? \ldblquote  She laughed made his way back to his tormentors.

He arrived with melting ice cream streaming down his hands.  Holding all three cones while heading back and trying to hid and not to drop a cone had been difficult.

\ldblquote Well done,  Now, only one more task and the clothes are yours.\rdblquote   Mandie smiled as she took the cones.  Looking him evilly in the eyes, she dropped all three cones.

\ldblquote  What do I have to do? \ldblquote   He wanted to scream or strangle her.  All the work and she just dropped them.

\ldblquote  Marcie has informed me it is her wish to be a mommy, and you get to be the daddy. \ldblquote   Mandie smiled broadly.

\ldblquote What?\rdblquote   Matt was confused.

\ldblquote  Let me try to explain, \ldblquote  Mandie said accenting every syllable, \ldblquote  Marcie wants to get pregnant, and you get to make her pregnant.\rdblquote   Horrified, he looked at Marcie.  Her eyes were full of stars and fairy tale dreams of a perfect child.

\ldblquote But-\rdblquote

\ldblquote  No buts!  Do it or we will tell the cops a naked guy was making advances on us.\rdblquote   Mandie\rquote s eyes were cold and mean.

\ldblquote And since you defied us, one last task.  Just to show you who is in charge. \ldblquote   Cindy\rquote s eyes held the same cold malice, \ldblquote   I\rquote ve seen my older brother do this.  I want you to stroke your penis.\rdblquote

\ldblquote why does you brother do that? \ldblquote   Marcie asked.

\ldblquote  It must feel good.  he moans a lot when he does it.  Sometimes he uses his hand, but a lot of the time he uses a sock.\rdblquote

\ldblquote Why does he use  a sock?\rdblquote   Marcie asked.

\ldblquote  It catches the sperm, otherwise, it shoots all over the place and makes a big mess.\rdblquote   The other two grimaced in disgust.

\ldblquote  That\rquote s gross, but doesn\rquote t the sperm make a baby?\rdblquote   Marice questioned.

\ldblquote  I think so. \ldblquote   Cindy replied

\ldblquote  No!, \ldblquote  Marcie cried, \ldblquote  I don\rquote t want him to waste it, I want a baby!\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Don\rquote t worry, I\rquote ve seen my brother shoot sperm two or three times in a row.  You will be fine.  My brother usually used a porno mag to get going, but since you will have to be naked anyway Marcie, Why not get undressed now? \ldblquote

Marcie nodded and her Shorts dropped to her ankles, revealing panties with cartoon horses on them.  Matt\rquote s dick had gone limp, but now found new life.  Marcie then pulled off her shirt and two small, emerging breasts saw the light of day.  Her panties then fell to her ankles and Matt saw  peach fuzz surrounding her moistening pussy.  He noted she was a natural blonde.

\ldblquote  Ok lover boy, stroke that penis.  My brother usually uses cooking oil, but I don\rquote t have any.  Sorry.\rdblquote   Cindy said without sounding the least bit sorry.

Matt felt more in the mood and even fucking a thirteen year old seemed pretty inviting now.  He started stroking.  It wasn\rquote t the most pleasant sensation.  He really needed a lubricant, but the stroking and the sight of a naked girl made the precum flow and things got easier.  He moaned .  In what seemed like record time, He blew his load.  It landed in long squirts in the dirt and on the rocks.   

\ldblquote  How do I get pregnant!\rdblquote   Marcie yelled, her eyes were wild with lust

\ldblquote  Ummm, I don\rquote t know, I\rquote ve just seen my brother stroke himself, not get anyone pregnant.  But I bet he knows. \ldblquote  All eyes fell on Matt.

What he was about to do was wrong.  He knew that.  but hormones had taken over and his dick was calling the shots now.  \ldblquote  Lay down on your back and spread your legs.\rdblquote

The little girl did as requested, \ldblquote Now what?\rdblquote

Matt got on top of her, easing himself into her.  She shuttered, \ldblquote  its going to hurt for awhile, but it will be ok.\rdblquote   It was a tense few moments, but her pussy was warm and wet and they got into a rhythm.  Both lovers moaned in pleasure as he thrust into her.  Matt didn\rquote t notice, but the other two girls had started to finger themselves as they watched him work.  Matt\rquote s world had condensed to a girl ten years younger them him.  He felt her already tight pussy grip his penis as both orgasmed.  Little Marcie moaned and left nail marks on his back, and Matt shot stream after stream of hot cum into her virgin womb.  He Relaxed for a moment, feeling her muscles twitch and carry his sperm to its final destination.  He then started thrusting again; kissing her passionately as she was swept away by wave after wave of pleasures she had never imagined before.  His second load  Shot into her womb, seeking out a fertile egg.  He held her close and looked into her eyes.  matt almost fell for the thirteen year old temptress and hider of his clothes.  Matt gave her one final kiss and stood up.  He noticed the other two girls laying on the ground, shorts and panties and their ankles and their hands massaging their emerging pubes, eyes glazed with pleasure.  He wondered if they wanted babies too.  But, as much fun as it would be to plug them both, he was spent.  If getting them both pregnant was a requirement for getting his clothes, he would be walking home naked.  It was going to take some time to recover.

Marcie sat up and looked at her crotch and shuddered, \ldblquote  I\rquote m Bleeding! What did you do to me!\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Relax, I popped your cherry when we fucked.  Congratulations, you not a virgin anymore.\rdblquote

\ldblquote  Oh, \ldblquote  she said and looked up at him and sighed.  She put her hands on her tummy, \ldblquote  I can\rquote t wait to have my baby. \ldblquote

\ldblquote  That\rquote s great.  Can I have my clothes now?\rdblquote   He was anxious to get as far from here as possible.

Mandie pulled her shorts up and stood, smiling happily.  \ldblquote  We hid them down the trail just a bit.  Look behind a large tree and you should find them.\rdblquote

\ldblquote Thanks.\rdblquote   He headed off down the trail looking for the tree.  \lquote Large tree\rquote  must be a subjective size.  He looked behind several trees and was beginning to suspect they had tricked him and it was going to be a naked ride home.  Finally he found the right one.  All his clothes except his underwear were there.  He also noted the fifty dollars in his wallet was gone.  That explained how they paid for the ice cream, be he couldn\rquote t figure out why they would take his driver\rquote s license.  He decided it didn\rquote t matter, just as long as he was rid of them.  After being naked for most of the day, his clothes actually felt odd on him, but he was glad to have them back.  It made the ride home much easier.

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THREE MONTHS LATER

\pard\nowidctlpar\sl480\slmult1 Matt was riding his bike down the street.  He didn\rquote t go to the park anymore and he had totally given up skinny dipping.  But he still enjoyed riding his bike.  Ahead of him, he saw three familiar faces that made his heart stop.  Mandie and Cindy smiled but had eyes full of cold, sadistic glee.  Marcie had her hands on her swelling tummy.  Her eyes were full of puppy dog love.  Matt tried to turn around, but they had already seen him and motioned for him to join them.  Fear and dread filled him as he complied...



    

Girls just want to have fun