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Jono wrote:
Confessions - Things we did ‘back in the day’ by Jono
Confessions - Things we did ‘back in the day’ that we now feel bad about.
I just wanted to share a horrible thing me and my friends did years ago. I’ve felt bad about it ever since but finally thought i’d share my story. I hope this encourages a few others to come forward with confessions.
When we were growing up the first ever Pakistani family I had ever seen (or heard of) moved into our estate. This was a time when kids / teens played out dawn until dusk getting into all sorts of trouble with little consequence as would probably happen these days.
I’m not proud of this now but at the time we were all racist, growing up we didn't have any contact with other races and only heard about them from our racist parents. The muslim family moving in was a major event for our estate. Never before had we seem people with different colour skin. All we had was the awfully racist sketch shows we saw on tv with white “Comedians” going full black face. I shudder just thinking about this now.
Anyway back to the story. We were in a shocked awe of this new family who barely came out of their house. The clothing was different, traditional Pakistani wear with the girls in hijabs their bodies totally covered. You’ve got to remember this was the dawn of the mini skirt and we just couldn't process the cultural difference and modesty this family displayed.
The family seemed to have many kids but our story is about one of the girls and her slightly older brother.
We were in our mid teens and I can only assume they were the same age when we caught them one day crossing through a secluded field. We were like a mad pack of animals, laughing and taunting them, we surrounded them with our 15 to their 2.
All sorts of rumours had circulated about the boys having mico dicks, girls being hairy as wearwolves hence no skin showing. I can barely write this thinking about the awful language we used in that confrontation and how we taunted them for their broken english and weird accents. I couldn't be more remorseful for what we did to them.
One thing led to another and suddenly the girls in my group we were pulling the clothes off the poor helpless girl. She shrieked crying as we pulled her traditional coverings away and her brother could only curse failing to fight the three bigger boys holding him down. The girl was beautiful, it was probably then in the middle of this awful event that I realised she was just a poor scared girl not too different from my sister. She was wearing modest bright white underwear and a matching bra. I don’t know what I was expecting but everyone got a good look as she tried to cover up but we didn’t let her pulling her arms and legs away.
Her brother was shortly stripped of his jeans and then his green briefs revealing his small cock to the squealing girls. It was hard which brought a lot of laughs from us as he taunted him for it. We called him all sorts including a pervert for being turned on by his sister. To be honest at that age I would have probably been sporting wood just by having my cock exposed in front of a group of girls also.
The crying girl had it the worst though the laughing girls soon had her panties pulled down revealing her most private area, she had a few wispy dark pubic hair and looked exactly like any other girl would. Her bra soon joined them revealing a small but perky pair of lovely breasts. I can’t imagine the shame we put them through especially show damming any kind of exposure is in there culture.
Kara wrote:
Confession - My stepsister by Kara
Me and my friends used to bully my older step sister because she was smaller than us despite being 2 years older. She looked more like an 11 year old than a teenager and was practically flat chested when she didn’t stuff her bra. I knew about this after sharing a room with her. We let everyone at our school know and I always referred to her as my little sister. We never let up and and used make her life horrible at school and at home.
One time she was supposed to be in charge of me while our parents were out for the day. Me and my friends jumped on her saying she was the baby that needed babysitting. We stripped to of her shirt and then her stuffed bra laughing at her why she cried out in shock trying to cover her little boobies from us. We pulled her arms away laughing at her until she started crying unable to cope with the shame of us seeing her topless. I wish we had stopped there but no we dragged her out into the street and showed her off to some passing boys and girls on our street before we finally let her go to run home.
She didn't even tell on us. We don’t even talk over 10 years later, that's how I ruined our relationship. I feel terrible about it but how can I possibly make amends!
V wrote:
confession about a set-up by V
This was many. many years ago. Every lunchtime and home time boys and girls in the 4th grade left school by descending a fire escape made of metal slats. You could easily see through them. Boys in a line exited first, girls a minute are two after.
There was one shy boy in our class that we teased a lot, calling him a sissy because he was timid. One day, my pals and I thought we would take our teasing up a notch and told this kid we had seen something really neat under the stairs and he should go look too. It was said in a very friendly way and that may have put him off guard.
We urged him to go look up before the girls came out and told the teacher who might take it away.. it was so amazing. So he walked underneath the fire escape and peered up... just as the grade 4 girls marched out on to the steps. In those days girls had to wear skirts to school, so as he looked up he'd be looking right up their skirts and seeing their panties.
This nerd was so clueless, he didn't even realize he was being duped as he looked for the surprise on the underside of the steps not even paying attention to the girls' underwear. He even shouted out "I don't see anything interesting."
And by then the girls from the front of the line had reached the bottom steps and saw what he was doing, that is, looking up all their skirts. They were mad, of course, but we made it worse for the kid we were teasing. As planned, one of our gang acted shocked at this kid's behavior and told a few of the girls we'd help them if they wanted to punish him for peeking at their panties.
It was a total set-up but the girls didn't know that and when we dragged our pigeon over to the small wooded area across the street, all the girls followed. There were about a dozen of them and five of us. The girls watched as we wanked his pants down to his ankles, held him down over a fallen log and began spanking him over his tighty-whities.
'That enough for you?' I said to one of the girls who was giggling. To my utter amazement she said 'No' and went over to this kid and pulled his underpants down too AND pulled them right off. Then she gave him another ten or so swats and she and the rest of the girls ran off with his underpants.
We left him there crying but we also let him keep the rest of his clothes even though one of the guys said we should take his pants too. But cooler heads prevailed. He never got his underpants back.