Magpie wrote:
For my first cfnm experience, I have to go back to the summer of 1970, when I was 14 years old, and a day that changed my outlook on life dramatically. I should perhaps start by saying that in the 70s and 80s, stripping was something that happened a lot – sometimes guys would strip girls, but mostly it would be girls stripping guys, or other girls. This would happen at parties, in the pub on a night out, on a coach on the way back from a night out or from a football or hockey match (when my wife was young, her school hockey team were notorious for this, and Jane played a big part in it).
However, this incident happened before I met her. It was the school holidays, and one day each week both my parents would have to be out at work. They arranged for me to visit with Aunt Margaret, who, being a teacher, was at home during the holidays. She was married to my Uncle Peter, and they had two daughters. Holly had just turned 17 and Ellie was just a few months older than me.
So I cycled over, we had lunch, and Margaret, having work to do, suggested we went out to the back garden to hang out. They had a table tennis table and a net for volleyball out there. (I should mention that all I was wearing was a t-shirt and shorts). So out we went, and it didn’t take me long to suspect that something was brewing – I knew the girls pretty well from family occasions, and they were usually up for some mischief.
Holly casually mentioned that Ellie would be 15 in a few days, I asked her what she would like as a present and Holly, who had moved round behind me said “THIS!” She grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head and at the same time Ellie bent down and pulled down my shorts, leaving me exposed. I stumbled and Holly and I landed in a heap while Ellie pulled my shorts off completely and flung them away. Holly lay on top of me so I couldn’t move my arms to cover myself and Ellie held my legs while making sure she got a good view of my cock and balls.
This was the position we were in when a voice asked calmly as to what was going on. Margaret, hearing the girls squeals of delighted laughter, had thought she had better investigate. I think the three of us just sort of froze, my face bright red, Holly mumbling that we were just playing, Ellie looking from me to her mother and back again.
Then Margaret put her hand over her mouth, we could see she was trying hard not to laugh, and she said “Oh Ellie, no need to look so guilty, I stripped a few boys too when I was your age! I didn’t mean to spoil your fun, you seem to be enjoying yourself, and I can see that Jim is enjoying it, too!” Which, to my further embarrassment, and the delight of the girls, had become obvious.
Margaret suggested we calm down with some cold drinks and perhaps play table tennis instead…which was when she told us the first rule of stripping was that once, naked, you had to stay naked. Telling me I’d get my shorts back when it was time for me to leave, I had to play table tennis naked with the three females. (I could have done without Ellie’s smirk that “Jim won’t need a bat, he can use…” at which point her mother told her to be quiet, but we could all see that Margaret thought that was pretty funny.
As I was leaving, Margaret took me aside and asked if I’d enjoyed myself (I confessed I had) and asked if I still wanted to come back to visit next week (I did). I had, I think, six visits there that summer, and each time Ellie managed to get my shorts off and leave me naked with her and Margaret. I have to confess that I didn’t put up much of a fight. Ellie and I were just kids, and there was no question of sex, just the thrill of youthful experimentation and me being naked in the company of others. And I've been comfortable being naked around clothed women ever since that summer, it's why I don't mind being stripped, and why I enjoy cfnm for it's own sake, not as a lead to anything else.
Very nice story Magpie, thanks. Did you mother ever heard about what happened?
And what about the hockey team of your wife Jane, some cfnm stories there?