Stripped and Punished by First Love

[justcantgetitup]

Me and my first love, M, were 17 and entering our last year at school when this happened. After 6 months of dating we were finally alone together in my room and although being basically shy and both virgins, after a couple of glasses of cider we were on my bed in our underwear, her in plain beige coloured bra and panties, me in my brand new primrose yellow y-fronts with white piping. Such was the sexy underwear for teens in late1970's Britain.

After some quite heavy petting I decided to try tweaking her bra strap and it unhooked easily. She tensed up and pulled away from me before, to my surprise and delight, shrugging the bra completely off, and facing me topless. I put my hands on her shoulders, drinking the scene in, said "You're beautiful" and kissed her passionately. I soon ended up on top of her and felt her mound under my boner, at which point she said "Get off!" I stood facing her trying to mouth an apology. She made an arm bra and told me to turn my back.

As I stood there she commanded "Hands behind your head and keep them there!" then hooked her thumbs inside my waistband and yanked down my y-fronts so they fell to the floor. I was standing completely show bum naked in front of her and she smacked each of my bottom cheeks, hard, once in turn. As I stood there wondering what would happen next the air hitting my balls caused my boner to reach full size with foreskin retracting itself exposing the glans. Then came the command "Kick them right away! Keep your hands behind your head! Turn and face me!"

I hesitated momentarily because I had only meant to reveal myself like this to someone who really mattered .Could I spend the rest of my life with her? The answer was yes, so I kicked the y-fronts across to the other side of the room and shuffled round to face her, hands on head, full frontal naked all revealed, boner pointing upwards, glans exposed, a couple of feet away from her face.

She just burst out laughing at the sight of me. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment and shame shrinkage down below. I yelped "Move it! Now!" and dived under the covers, naked. She tried to say "Sorry" but kept breaking into giggles again. Eventually she calmed down. She put her clothes on, handed me mine and I got dressed under the bedclothes.

She apologised and said she couldn't help laughing because she was totally unprepared for what she saw. She'd never gone topless for a boyfriend before and then got annoyed because I should have offered to let her see "Percy". Although she would've politely refused because she wasn't really ready yet, she felt it was extremely bad manners on my part not to ask.

A few days before this she had pulled her little brother's pyjamas down and smacked his bare bottom for walking into her room when she was getting changed. When she told him to turn round he'd said no and bent down to pull his trousers back up and she'd smacked his bare bottom again. She just thought that I would react the same way. This was how you punished boys and she had never thought in a million years that I would actually give her the full show.