Pantsing and Stripping Forums

So this thread I've linked to is a fictionalized account of what really happened [urlhttps://www.girlspns.com/viewtopic.php?f=4&t=2513][/url]

What really happened was this.

I was 12 and I did want to join the "gang" of the only other kids in my village of anywhere near my age, these four boys who were all 13 or 14.

They made me strip while they all stood with their backs to me, but they turned round to watch as soon as I streaked off to run across the garden of the big house.

When I returned panting to the bushes they were all staring at me, I was bright red and tried to cover myself. The atmosphere in the clearing felt electric as they stared at me and looked at each other. I don't know what exactly came over me in there but my heart was pounding and my mouth was dry as I straighted up and dropped my hands to my side, letting them see everything. I didn't know at the time, why I was doing that as I also felt really embarrassed. Any of them could have reached out and touched me, but they didn't.

I could see how turned on they were but none of them moved. I felt turned on as well, I had butterflies in my stomach and did feel a bit of a twinge lower down.

After what felt like a few minutes but was probably more like thirty seconds I got dressed, but I did it more slowly than I had to, and let them carry on watching me.

Once I was dressed I went home and was shaking most of the way.

That night I couldn't sleep as I wondered what could have happened if I had let it. It awoke a life long fascination in me of being naked in front of clothed people.

Two days later in the school changing rooms I went from being the little late bloomer shy one who wrapped herself in a towel and showered in 20 seconds, to luxuriating under the shower head and being the last to get my panties and skirt on. That was fun as well, but not as fun as being naked around boys.

When I hung out with the gang I used to deliberately wear shorts or skirts with no pants and sit cross legged on the floor for boardgames. Watching the boys sneak glances when they thought I wasn't looking made me feel electric.

I used to join in with the roughhousing and sometimes ended up on my back with two of the boys on top of me, and I sometimes saw and accidentally felt bulges in their trousers. I think the fact they were actually lovely boys and good friends stopped them taking deliberate advantage of me - as well as me being a skinny tomboy - but sometimes I would have quite liked it.

However by the time I was 14 and they were 15 and 16 and I got my tits and period and pubic hair (better late than never) I decided to stop playing in that way, and didn't try and flash anyone until I was at university.

Sounds like the naked run was a sort of "gang" initiation? Gotta wonder whether the rest of them had actually all done that, or whether it was a ploy for them to see you undressed! Either way, I imagine they must've been excited when it became clear you were actually gonna do it.

When I hung out with the gang I used to deliberately wear shorts or skirts with no pants and sit cross legged on the floor for boardgames.

I'll try to clarify a possible difference in dialect (UK as opposed to US, if I'm not mistaken): I think "pants" here is synonymous with "undergarments", meaning that you'd wear shorts and skirts with nothing underneath? Yeah, I'm sure that made for some fun thrills. Both for you and for the boys.

It's also interesting that the initiation caused such an immediate change in you in the school changing rooms.

Yeah sorry pants or panties. Is what I was referring to. I called them knickers at that age but I hate that word now. I'm sure there are some on here that would love it.

It's really hard to explain but I think part of it was realizing that people were interested in me, in my body which until that moment I'd kind of thought was just a sexless, skinny kid's body. So the feeling I got in the showers at school was more confidence related, and the feeling I got from flashing them was about confidence plus sexuality.

I have quite a few stories saved up about what might have happened if I had been more.open and the boys had been less.restrained.

It's really hard to explain but I think part of it was realizing that people were interested in me, in my body which until that moment I'd kind of thought was just a sexless, skinny kid's body. So the feeling I got in the showers at school was more confidence related, and the feeling I got from flashing them was about confidence plus sexuality.

Yeah, I get what you mean, at least partially. It must've been a big shift in thinking to realize that your body had that kind of power to it. And it's easy to see how standing nude before four slack jawed boys could bring about that realization.

While your friends may have been appropriately restrained, it's interesting to think of the fantasies they might have had! Yeah, I'm sure you weren't the only one who thought about some "what if" scenarios.

What was it that got you to stop the flashing and roughhousing? Did your development allow some shyness to sneak back in? Or maybe you just decided at some point that it wasn't appropriate?

Oh yeah the boys used get turned on by my behaviour, and they would involve me in their conversations about girls or celebrities they liked, about wet dreams they had had and quite a lot of that normal boy banter and in hindsight as an adult looking back I think they were unsubtly trying to get me to be more open but without saying. And as I said during the playing around they totally got turned on, although as teenagers they probably would have anyway.

We even watched a porn video together once, which was more comical than anything as it was double speed for some reason and we couldn't work it out so watched the. helium voiced pornstars fucking each other at high speed. I could see the boys watching me to see my reaction.

Once one of the boys had a load of climbing rope from his older brother, and one of the others joked about them tieing me up so they could tickle me, and again in hindsight there was an invitation there which I didnt pick up on at the time. Who knows what would have happened there?

Probably a big reason nothing happened is the development gap which at that age for me was quite big, while I had classmates they fancied and asked me about it was only a couple, the more well endowed girls shall we say.

I felt a subtle change in my interactions with the boys when my breasts got more prominent, and my thighs and butt got thicker. I think we all got a bit nervous about what might happen. We stayed just as good as before, but the rules changed, even without words.

That story is already mostly written and will be shared

I’m joining in with that hooray! Looking forward to reading it.