Our Readers SPH Experiences: Pantsed and Spanked
By Jaded-Leadership7014.
I used to wear my pants a little below my waist because they were fashionable then. But my mom wasn’t a big fan of it and often scolded me to pull up my pants. She often told my father that I wanted to be naked.
This happened in the garden of my Aunt’s house. Anjali was sitting in the garden when I arrived there in a pair of shorts. My shorts were, as always, a little too below my waist. Upon seeing me, Anjali gestured at my shorts and said, “Either pull these up or take them off. Or bring them to me, and I’ll take them off for you.”
Without thinking, I told her, “You wouldn’t dare.”
When I looked at Anjali more closely, I realized that she was wearing a sexy pair of leggings, her cleavage was visible, and her pretty feet were laid out in front of her. Seeing her, my dick started to get up.
But she replied, “You didn’t just dare me, did you? Do you think I won’t pull down your trunks? Bring your pretty little ass over here!”
I seriously didn’t think she’d pull my trunks down. I didn’t want her to think she could still bully me, so I walked over and stood before her. She leaned forward from the chair and pulled me up as I got close. I was constantly getting harder, standing between her thighs, looking down at her cleavage. My dick was getting even harder now. But, honestly, I thought she’d laugh and push me away.
As Anjali pulled me close, she looked up and said, “Do you dare me? Because I’ll do it. Dare me one more time.”
I looked at her and said, “I dare you.”
As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Anjali grabbed both sides of my waistband and pulled my shorts down with one swift motion. My nightmare was coming true. I couldn’t have been more embarrassed as I looked down and saw that my entire package was now fully exposed to these women. My dick stood straight up as she pulled the trunks down to my calves.
Anjali laughed a lot initially but then leaned back into her chair and smiled with a wickedly sexy smile on her face. It was even more humiliating than I ever imagined. I just stood there momentarily, not knowing what to do. Each second seemed like an eternity. I knew I should cover myself, but I was paralyzed. I couldn’t even look the woman in the eye anymore. I just stood there momentarily, looking down at my hard dick.
Anjali said, pointing her finger at my dick, “What is this?” Then she started laughing. “Your penis is so tiny.”
I couldn’t say anything in response and remained silent. She further asked, “Say something now. You’re fond of getting naked, huh? You like showing off your small penis?”
Instead of answering her, I leaned over to pull my shorts back up. I didn’t want to appear too embarrassed to the women and hoped I could play this off without making it seem like a big deal.
Just as I started to pull my shorts up, Anjali stopped me and said, “Oh hell no. You wanted me to see you naked. I want to see that cute little ass, too.”
She then took me by the hips and turned me around. She was treating me like I was a kid. I felt a little relief as my dick wasn’t still on full display, but standing there with my ass exposed to both of her was embarrassing. Thank goodness there was no longer any eye contact going on.
There had been no touching, but Anjali was now grabbing my ass with both hands. Anjali said, “You have a really big ass. Shall I tap it?”
She then proceeded to spank my ass a couple of times. Later she let go of my ass and sat there quietly. She held me by my hips and turned me around again. That’s when I discovered she had her phone in her hand. She was probably taking photos of me when she went quiet. I got scared. Knowing her, I knew she could expose me through those pictures. But before I could respond, she also clicked a picture of my penis. I tried to snatch the phone away, but she pulled her hand away.
I pleaded with her to delete the pictures and let go of this, but she said, “No way.”
I realized trying to convince at this point was pointless and admitted my defeat. Anjali kept her phone aside, reached behind me, and pulled up my shorts. But she left my dick out.
Anjali said, “Now, tuck in your babydick and run along.”
Utterly stunned and humiliated, I ran into the shower, where I masturbated furiously and came in moments. I leaned against the shower wall and wondered what Anjali would tell my family. What if my parents saw those pictures? How would they react?
*****
Our friends and relatives knew Anjali had a wild streak and liked teasing people. I was constantly teased by her growing up, something I found to be a nuisance, but until that day, I never felt threatened.
I was scared after what happened, so I stayed inside my room for a long while, thinking My mom called me to come and have dinner. I knew I had to face the outside world sooner or later, so I mustered up the courage and walked downstairs. When I came downstairs, my mom and Aunt were in the kitchen. My dad and uncle weren’t present for some reason. Then I realized they had gone to get drunk together, so Anjali was the only person sitting at the food table. Anjali saw me and waved at me to come to her.
When I went to her, Anjali took out her phone and displayed pictures of my small dick. I froze in shock. My dick was fully erect, and I hoped none of these pictures would get leaked. I turned beet red. I was so ashamed and embarrassed.
After showing me the pictures, Anjali said, “Should I show these to your mother?”
My mom and Aunt overheard her, and my mother quickly asked, “Show me what?”
Anjali showed her the photos and said, “Take a look at your son’s shenanigans.”
I was mortified, and my face turned bright red. I couldn’t believe Anjali had done this to me!
My mom looked at the pictures and then at me and said angrily, “What is this?”
Anjali replied with a wicked smile, “Ask your dear son.”
I felt like shit as my mom looked at me with anger. I couldn’t speak. I just mumbled something incoherent. My Aunt, too, walked out from the kitchen asking, “What happened?” She came close to my mom, looked at the phone, and got shocked, saying, “Oh my God! What is this?” and laughed out loud.
My mom looked at me and asked, “What is all this?”
Anjali turned to me and said, “Come on, boy, don’t be shy. Tell your mother.”
I felt like vomiting. I was so ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn’t even say anything.
My mom told Anjali, “Quick! Delete these pictures.”
Anjali took the phone and deleted them. My Aunt asked worriedly what happened, and when Anjali told them the whole story, her mother started laughing. Even my mother couldn’t stop herself from smiling slightly.
Then, my mother yelled at me, “Are you ashamed?”
Then even my mother started laughing along with my Aunt. They kept laughing for a few minutes. Then my Aunt said, “OK, but we can’t tell this to the fathers. Otherwise, it’ll be a big problem. Let’s keep it to yourselves.”
I sheepishly said, “I’m sorry, Mom.”
My mother started to say something, but my Aunt stopped her and said to me, “It’s OK, son. Forget about it.” She came to me and patted my shoulder a few times.
Anjali again teased me, “At least he will pull up his pants now.”
My Aunt hushed her. My mom looked embarrassed and said, “Let’s eat.”
We all sat down for dinner together, and then my father and uncle came home. None of the ladies mentioned anything about me.
*****
My uncle informed everyone that his cousin’s brother’s daughter is getting married and all our relatives will attend the function. My Aunt said that everyone should go shopping next week for the wedding. Everyone was discussing what they wanted to wear at the wedding. My mom asked me what I wanted to wear that day. I said that I don’t like clothes. I wanted to say that I don’t like to shop for clothes, but it came out the way it came out.
So Anjali jokes, “Yeah, he likes to remain naked,” and everyone starts laughing.
Then she took it further: “We needlessly fight over what to wear. Aman will go naked and grab all the attention himself.”
Everyone erupted with laughter this time. I looked at Anjali, and she had a huge grin. I looked at my mom and Aunt, and even they looked worried about what Anjali would say next.
Hopefully, Anjali didn’t say anything further. We all had dinner and went to our rooms. Before going to bed, my mom confronted me, and I was scolded hard by her. My mother told me to be ashamed of myself and never to tell my dad about this. I told her that I wouldn’t say anything to anybody. My mom was relieved. She said she talked to Anjali’s mom, and she will tell her not to mention it to anyone. She didn’t say anything to Anjali in front of my Aunt, but she was now cursing Anjali a lot. Then she told me to go to sleep.
For the next few days, things were normal. No one discussed anything about that incident. I was so scared that my dad might find out about this. But my mom assured me that nothing would happen. But that damn Anjali was still teasing me about that incident. I thought she would forget it after a few days, but she did the same thing.
*****
Three days later, everyone in the house went shopping for the upcoming wedding, but I stayed behind. They came back in the afternoon having purchased a ton of clothes. They also bought me two pairs of clothes and showed them to me. I was uninterested in clothes, so I checked them, thanked them, and left. My parents and uncle went to a temple in the evening. I was at home with Anjali and my Aunt.
I was in my bedroom with the door shut and scrolling through my phone. Anjali and my Aunt were in the other room folding all the clothes and placing them into the cupboard. Randomly my Aunt came into my room and said, “We didn’t see you wear the clothes we bought. Didn’t you like it?”
I said, “Yes, of course, I liked it.”
My Aunt asked, “Then why didn’t you wear it?”
I didn’t have a good answer, so I just shrugged it off and said, “Why wear it? I will try when I have to.”
Anjali intervened and said, “How will you know if it fits properly? We can’t return it after a few days, you know.”
Then Aunty grabbed my clothes from the other room, and both women asked me to wear them. I said OK due to their insistence. And took a pair and started walking to the door.
They asked, “Where are you going?”
I said, “To the bathroom to change.”
Both giggled, and Anjali said, “You will make them dirty with water there, and we won’t be able to return them. Come on, change it here.”
I said, “I can’t change in front of you both.”
They laughed, and Aunty responded, “Come on, we already saw you naked. There is nothing more to see,” they started giggling.
A sense of nervousness dawned on me. I also felt embarrassed hearing those words from Aunty, whom I greatly respected. I stood there stunned in shock with fear of if they meant that.
My Aunt said, “You’re a boy. You shouldn’t be so shy of being naked.”
I stood there in silence as I saw Anjali’s hands come, hold my shorts at my waist, and pull them down. My hands tried to hold it, but I didn’t resist too much.
She said, “It’s OK, let me do it,” and a sense of submissiveness kicked in me.
Within a second, my shorts were on the floor over my feet. Then my Aunt immediately held the bottom of my T-shirt and pulled it up, and somehow my hands went up, and it came off. I was stripped naked. I could see her smiling while Aunty was giggling. I could see Anjali smiling while Aunty was giggling. Then she sat down and held my shorts still around my feet, and asked me to pull up my legs as she took them out of my legs. I had a Deja vu feeling of how she stripped me in the garden, but this didn’t feel as embarrassing as that, but still, I blushed with embarrassment.
My Aunt saw me naked from top to toe for the first time. I was completely naked in front of these two ladies, who were now gawking at my tiny dick. Anjali was always a bitch, but I couldn’t believe my Aunt was acting like this.
I questioned myself, ‘Didn’t she respect me? Did Aunty think I was a child and did not deserve the dignity of wearing clothes? Was I right in thinking that she had some sexual inclination toward me? Why wasn’t Aunty scolding Anjali? Could it be true that Anjali is the way she is due to her mom? Is my Aunt the ultimate antagonist of this story?’
My Aunt was very attractive and youthful in appearance. Since I visited her every year and she often wore tight clothing that showed cleavage and her big ass, I used to fantasize about her all the time. Once I got older and started working out, she always flitted with me jokingly. She would even do this in front of my mother. Most of it was nothing more than some harmless flirting. I even thought then that she was doing this to make me feel good about myself. And I seldom said anything in response, just laughed it all off. But now, I was shocked to see her behaving like this. I was now looking at my Aunt in a whole new way.
Anjali asked my Aunt to hand over my new clothes, and she gave Anjali my shirt, which she made me wear. After I wore it, they made me stand like that for a few moments as they looked and observed it while commenting on their thoughts. Then she took the shorts and showed me in front of my legs, indicating to put my legs in, and she pulled them up. And they looked at it and said I looked great.
Then she removed my shirt, and while removing my shorts, her hands grazed my penis a bit, sending shocks around my body. And again, I was standing there naked. The next one was a shirt and a pair of jeans and pants. As they slowly removed it from its packaging, I stood awkwardly and tried to cover myself with both hands.
Aunt commented, “He looks so cute when he is shy,” and they laughed.
That somehow caused my small soft penis to start growing. Then Anjali brought my jeans before me so I could put my legs through. As I put it through, I realized it was quite tight, but she tried to slide it up, and as it reached my waist, they burst out laughing as only my three-inch semi-hard penis was sticking out through the front.
Anjali asked me to move my hands, but I did not. Then she pulled them away and chuckled at the sight. The jeans were tight, but they had gone up fully except for my penis and balls sticking out through the zipper area, making it difficult to zip. Both women were giggling at the sight as I stood silently.
I said, “I am taking this off.”
But she said, “Let me try to fix it and see,” Anjali held my hard dick.
It sent a shockwave through my body as if I got an electric shock! Her hands were cold but gentle. She tried to push it inside to the side of my jeans, but it did not work, then she left it and touched the balls sticking out. She pushed it, and it went inside. Now only my dick was the problem.
When she checked my dick again, it had grown to four inches hard. My Aunt asked me, “Why are you getting a stiffy, silly boy? It would have fit if it was tiny like before.”
The women laughed. I stood there silent as Anjali tried to push it in sideways again, but nothing worked. Then she pushed it straight up and asked her mother to hold it, which she gladly did with one hand. My Aunt was touching my hard penis! Her fingers were wrapped around my dick, and it felt like heaven. Then Anjali held the zipper and moved it up, and it was done except for my penis head peeking through the top.
Then they giggled, seeing that. After that, they proceeded to make me wear the shirt. They said my shirt fit well, but the jeans were tight, so they will return them tomorrow.
Then they removed my jeans and shirt. My hardon had decreased by then to around three inches. I asked for my clothes which Aunt was sitting on, but she just giggled.
Then Aunty said, “He looks best without any clothes.”
The mother-daughter duo laughed.
Then Anjali continued, “Mom, can you ask him to bring me a glass of water like this?”
I panicked hearing that and looked at Aunty with pitiful eyes as she laughed!
My Aunt said, “Honey, get us a glass of water.” She pointed her finger at me and added, “Do it fast. I don’t want to wait.”
There was a sense of authority in the way she said those words. I got scared and ran to the kitchen as quickly as I could. When I returned with a glass of water, both women were waiting for me with big grins. Anjali gestured for me to come in, and I served them both a glass each, all while I was still naked as the day I was born.
My aunty slapped my butt as I stood there waiting for them to finish sipping their glasses. I felt like a naughty child who was being punished.
Anjali told me, “That’s enough, put on your clothes now, dinky dick.”
That was it. They left the room.
The End.
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