The Pranksters: 4th Chapter

After a few chores were completed, lunch time is upon us.

Typically this means sandwiches and it’s kind of help yourself; still we all generally eat together, the kids anyway. The adults are usually working or running errands that take them into town, so, typically some or all of them are absent.

This morning I had been dreading the long day and hating that I was stuck naked and feeling so exposed. However, I was actually finished eating and tidying up before I thought about being naked. To be clear it wasn’t even a thought of being uncomfortable, rather more of a laugh at one of the boys who had gotten mustard on his shirt and would have the stain to deal with while I had no such worries. Had I spilled anything on myself, no worries, one quick wipe and done. It know it’s a small win but I’ll take it.

During lunch an odd thing happened, I began to get a little excited.
It took me a minute to accept that I was actually looking forward to taking the planned jaunt into the woods. My nudity aside, really, that may have been a small part of it but, if I’m honest here and where else can I be totally honest, I think I was excited to get to see my older cousin Tom skinny-dipping or naked, again. After all, hadn’t I already seen him, and all my cousins actually, completely naked?

OK, so it was only briefly, but, and this is a pretty big but, he was actually hard at the time! Tom was naked and he had certainly appeared to have had an erection the day all this started. This means he was excited to be seen by me, right? So, logic tells me he may well get an erection again when he strips to go swimming!

At this point in my life I had not actually had many occasions to see a naked boy, so cousin or not this was an unexpected highlight or at least something to look forward to.

Sure, Rick and Bobby as well as Ronnie and Cindy will be there. I’m not sure how I feel about Cindy getting naked in front of all the boys but she is a teen and she is a country girl as well. Plus she has told me herself that it had already happened at least once and she liked the attention. I still want to get her alone and have a talk though.

Thinking on this I remember that Rick was also sporting an erection that night when they all stripped. I’m not at all sure about the two younger boys but I’d have to guess they all were in fact. I can’t believe that it was the first time I was surrounded by naked boys and I didn’t take advantage of the time to look them over better. Well it seems I may get another chance and even if they are my cousins I am going to take full advantage, after all they have all been staring at me plenty.

Does this make me a pervert? I think I’m due at this point after all they have been ogling me at every occasion and evidently think I should subject myself to even further inspection. I find myself wondering what my cousin has been subjected to exactly as the only girl in the family surrounded by these hormonally crazed boys.

Her older brother being here has surely kept things pretty tame but apparently the younger guys had some opportunity to “get a good look at her” and now believe I should likewise submit so they can compare?

Cindy hasn’t developed pubic hair yet thus I am expected to shave. Plenty of girls my age trim or shape their pubis and lots shave completely. Would my Dad question my doing so this weekend?

Obviously, it would elicit notice if not comment from the adults and kids alike!

I don’t think I can do it. Wouldn’t my suddenly shaving down there draw even more attention to my nether regions? Oh God, would this then become a dinner time conversation? Not happening, not before bedtime at least, perhaps in the shower? Maybe a trim 1st, nothing wrong with a little shape up? I already trim of course as it is swimsuit weather. Well it was “swimsuit” weather; now I guess it’s more birthday suit weather, at least for me.

Frankly I think I’m more inclined to wish I had a lot more hair than less, though I suppose that too might draw unwanted attention. No getting around it I suppose, if you’re strutting around in the buff, everything is pretty much on display and potentially a topic for inspection and possibly even discussion.

Maybe I should mention I was thinking about making a change to one of my aunts or something, then if I decide to do it there may be less of an issue? I’m not sure why I’m even considering all this. Or I could tell the older two boys they have to shave their balls and pubis if they want me to? I bet that would show them, maybe I will!

Distracted and lost in these thoughts I am unprepared when Cindy touches my arm. Suddenly brought back to the moment I realize that my cousins are all looking at me. I have no idea at what point I lost track of the conversation or how I might best respond but it is apparent that some response is expected. Looking around and seeing only Cindy and Bobby nearby I go with an affirmative in response to whatever was asked, having no clue and being caught slightly off guard.

So I am like “Sure! Whatever, I’m ok with whatever…”

And Cindy is apparently happy with this though not expecting this answer. Bobby however is so excited he practically rockets out of the room to let everyone else know and I get the feeling that I just made a very big mistake. At this point Cindy and I are alone for once. First time since this crazy weekend all began!

“Um, Cindy?” I ask her. “What exactly did I just agree to?”

“What do you mean, Sheri?” she asks.

“I’m sorry, but I was kind of lost in my head for a bit and just said yeah when, well to be honest I am not sure I… um. Cindy, tell me what I just agreed to!” I begged her desperately.

“We are gonna have so much fun today!” Cindy replied, “Don’t worry, I’m so excited! Let’s go find you something to wear.”

Something to wear….? I am so confused I don’t know how to respond. I cannot imagine a scenario where my cousins might consent to allowing me to once again cover my nudity without agreeing to some horrendous sacrifice. I shudder to think what I… oh lord, did I actually just agree to do the things Rick wanted me to do?

I don’t recall any part of his so called “Deal” that would let me get dressed again before performing several acts that I am pretty certain I would never be able to follow through with. Cindy however proceeded to lead me upstairs where she passed me a shirt that might have belonged to her dad or older brother. It was white and buttoned up the front, sort of a dress shirt but it hung low enough on me to give decent coverage and frankly might have even passed for almost decent with the long tails. Men’s shirts are cut to tuck into their pants or something, I guess, as this one was shorter on the sides but dipped lower across the front and rear.

I was hopeful for more and was allowed a pair of white panties that looked to have come from my suitcase. Someone apparently had been going through my things and I decided to try very hard not to think about whom that might have been.

The adults had not returned as we left to go for our hike to the creek but this was not a problem. We simply left a note stating we would be back after a while. To my disappointment Tom actually stayed home.

The country road my grandparents live on is not paved. My cousins walk along it often to visit friends or to access trails they have made into wooded areas. There are fields which are plowed and planted seasonally as they were nearly every spring. When planted we all knew to stay out of the fields so as not to damage the tender plants though to be honest, walking in tilled soil is not as easy as walking around a field sometimes.

Dressed as I was, in only a white shirt and panties, I felt strange. Somehow this attire made me more self-conscious about my exposure. I suspected that anyone who might drive up or pass by us would see that I was not properly clothed. My cousins assured me that someone would have to stop and get really close to see anything other than a girl in a swimsuit cover up and assume I had a suit under it as long as I didn’t get between them and the afternoon sun for long. Only a little reassured, I walked along trying to stay where I had a couple of them on each side and made them promise that should a stranger pull up they must shelter me from view.

Thus we set out and made the trek towards what I hoped would be a fun afternoon where we all might reach a bit of equilibrium, skinny dipping at the local creek.

I can’t believe I was actually looking forward to taking off the bit of clothing I was let use and getting to see my cousins join me naked in the creek. I had never consented to go do this before and it had actually come up a time or two. Now after only a day and a half or nearly two days of full time nudity I was thinking this might be fun.

I admit I was hoping to embarrass my male cousins as they got erections in front of me and Cindy. My memory still being fuzzy as to the one time I had a chance to witness the boys nude, I also wanted to take a few mental notes; for future reference.

It was not that far of a hike, maybe twenty minutes or so and we turned off the road and proceeded onto a well-worn trail that looked to pass very near or may even cross a field adjacent to a good sized home.

Not wanting to draw attention myself I hoped we would skirt this property but of course Bobby made directly for the house as if this was our destination.

“Where are you going?” I asked him.

“My friend Allan and his family live here, it’s cool” He called back to us, having taken the lead.

Everyone else knew this obviously but this information did little for me. “What I mean is, why are we going to this house?” I called back, trying to catch up so as to stop him. I may be wearing a bit more than earlier today but I was far from dressed to drop in on complete strangers. Did I know an Allan? I had met a few kids from the area but most were younger than I and also boys so I rarely cared enough to remember names.

In the suburbs where I live in town families moved in and out more often than out in the rural areas so I might know this Allan kid but he could also be a recent addition to the area. Bobby being himself only a few months younger than me in spite of a yr behind myself in school, I figured any friend of his would be pretty close to my age as well. Also most rural families had several kids and It was not in my plans to make a neighborhood gathering of our afternoon plans.

“Bobby!” I called after him, in vain, as he continued onward.

Looking to my other cousins I was not exactly reassured as Rick and Ron gestured ahead with an “After you…” and even Cindy seemed to be along for this detour. I proceeded reluctantly as I considered I had little choice but my doubts were high and I felt very under-dressed suddenly in spite of having presently somewhat more covering me than I had for nearly 48 hrs previously.

My hesitation at this detour was not unfounded as I soon found myself climbing onto the back deck of the home where Bobby was chatting with a boy who I vaguely recognized from a past visit. I had never been to his home in the past but I thought he may have spent the night a time or two in the past with my cousins when I was also visiting. It occurred to me that he may have siblings and was looking for other kids about as I tried not to think about just what sort of display I might be making in my thin white button down and panties.

It is funny how something one might comfortably wearing in one’s home while lounging on the couch watching TV can feel grossly insufficient in another time and pace. I am quite certain as I meet the eyes of the boy Bobby is now speaking with rather animatedly as I approach that he has noticed that I am not exactly as he was trying to recall seeing me previously.

Bobby introduced us, “Allan this is my cousin Sheri who you met once before. Sheri, you remember Allan now right?”

“Um, oh sure, we met before right? Didn’t you stay over or something with Bobby when I was down once?” I say, remembering a little more now as I think back. Is this the boy Bobby and Ron kept daring to try to spy on us girls whenever Cindy and I were in her room? The more I think on it the more certain I am.

“Where is everybody?” Cindy and Ron chime nearly in unison.

“Austin and Aubrey went to see their mom and Cris is with the folks out shoppin.” Allan responded as we all filed indoors. “They shouldn’t be gone too long, the folks anyway. Not sure about the other two.”

Giving Ron a nudge he continued, “Cris will be sorry she missed you Ronnie.”

Ronnie? Was this girl Cris his age? Maybe Ron or ‘Ronnie’ apparently had a girlfriend now? I couldn’t resist teasing a bit myself.

“Oh yeah, ‘Ronnie’? Whats this all about here? I think I should meet this girl Cris, hmm?” Being his older cousin and a girl It seems only fair that I should give him a hard time right?

“Yeah, well Cris is ok, I guess, kinda young but sweet,” Ron offers seemingly unperturbed, “you might meet her yet this weekend or for sure over the summer.”

“May as well go ahead and get comfortable here Sheri, It’s not far down to the creek and Allan here is not gonna be able to join us for the whole show this time at least.” Bobby states as he and all the others turn towards me.

What? I think, as I try to process what he meant by this statement. Get comfortable? I was just beginning to feel comfortable here in this house a moment ago but now I’m stunned. The faces around me look as though they are anticipating something…

Cindy, my one and only female ally seems equally as excited as though she’s vibrating. The one cousin not with us, her older brother Tom I find I wish had come along. Rick, Ron’s brother and the only one here older than me looked to be somewhat speculative but fully expectant while Ron and of course Bobby my two male antagonist were grinning, eyes gleaming as I turn to ask for clarification.

“What exactly do you expect me to do here?” Facing Bobby as he squared off beside Allan, “I thought we were going to go for a swim.”

“Actually,” Ron offers helpfully, “You were wanting us all to go for a ‘skinny dip’ I think you called it. You’re the nudist after all, not us.”

Shocked by this revelation or statement really, I look to see Allan’s reaction and can see he is imagining me standing before him as he undresses me with his eyes or perhaps his hands even.

“Seriously, Allan we had to practically make her put on this shirt and underwear for the walk over here.” Bobby adds, “Go ahead Sheri, you can take it off now. Allan is not gonna be able to join us for a swim but he’s been looking forward to seeing you or seeing all of
you since last year when y’all met.”

Before I know what is happening, the tail of the loose fitting white dress shirt that is likely my uncle or older cousin Tom’s is lifted up and my arms are guided above my head. The sleeves are even loose enough that I need not unfasten a single button and in no time I am standing in white panties alone in the kitchen of an unfamiliar home while surrounded by gawking boys and my cousin Cindy who is grinning bigger than any of the rest.

“Woah,” Allan gapes, apparently he too is not believing what is happening at the moment.

“You want some help with the panties, Sheri?” Ron offers a bit anxiously, like I would let him touch my underwear.

“I bet Allan would like a souvenir, Huh?” Bobby goads me and his friend alike, “What do you say Allan, you want to claim them? She might let you take them off her. Or she can just give them to you as a gift to remember her by since you won’t be joining us this afternoon down at the creek.”

Stepping back and looking around for something to cover myself I find nothing at hand. My shirt seems absent even and I suspect it may have been tossed out of the room or over a counter out of reach. I am gripping the waistband of my thin and far too sheer white panties not even covering my chest which I notice has much of the focus of Allan at the moment. He seems not to have fully understood or believed the offer he was just made as I must admit I too am struggling to process what exactly my idiot cousins think I am supposed to let happen next.

Do Bobby and the rest think I am to let this boy take my underwear off of me himself or remove them and offer them to him? Is one of us, Allan or I, supposed to choose between these options? Why don’t I just get my shirt back and then go back to my Uncles house!
Before I can propose this, Allan offers, “Well I don’t mind of course if she wants to get naked.”

“See there, Sheri, Allan is pleased to let you get comfortable. After all he and his family might join us for a cookout this evening up at our house. Once he has his folks call up to chat with Jim and all, I think we’re doing burgers and steaks on the grill.” Bobby suggests. “Allan here seems to be a bit nervous about helping you but I can’t wait to see Austin’s eyes when he sees you. He missed out on seeing Cindy but he’ll like you a lot. Your choice; now or later with the whole family?”

Offended Cindy chimes in, “Austin likes me too much already, if he saw me naked he’d never leave me alone. Here let me.” Cindy surprises me and with a jerk my panties are down below my knees, “This is taking too long. Aren’t we supposed to be going swimming?”

Nearly stumbling I step to the side and find myself fully on display once more. Allan looks to be about to pass out from shock but is not looking away, rather he seems intent upon committing my body to memory. I watch as my former underwear is tossed in the boy’s face and he catches them. I do not want to think about why he might want them or even less how he might explain such if they are discovered. Apparently he has an older step-sister so I hope he gets in trouble for stealing them from her!

“Can we finish our walk now?” Cindy asks as she takes my hand and leads me toward the back doorway. “I for one am ready for a cool dip!”

“Not as ready as Sheri is!” Rick suggests. He’s normally pretty quiet and goes along with whatever so I had missed much of his reaction to this charade inside.

“I’m not sure,” I attempt to say as I try to redirect our flow outdoors, “I mean, what about my shirt?”

“You’ll be fine without it now I’m thinking,” Bobby informs me as he smacks my rear then dodges away behind Rick and Ron. “The rest of the path is mostly wooded and only us kids use it really.”

“I bet anyone who comes along won’t complain,” Ron adds, “Much anyway.”

As we are stepping from the deck, Allan inquires, “Did you want me to see about us coming for a cookout, guys?”

I’m thinking he wants to see more of me but I for one hope against it. After all he’s seen about all there is to see thanks!

Rick calls back, “As long as you guys bring the steaks, sure! Jim hasn’t bought any in months and we haven’t any left from the last cow.”

Damn, was all that just a bluff? I guess it might be inevitable that I be exposed to a few neighbors if I am going to be traipsing around naked but I wish I could at least have some input in the ages of those who get to see me. I almost feel like older folks are better in a way than kids my own age or worse even younger ones. Though the threat of Allan’s older sister as well as the younger kids were equally terrifying not knowing them myself. I guess it might be better with strangers than with actual friends though as I seemed to be getting used to the Idea of being naked in front of Allen quicker than I did being naked around my cousins.

Could I really be becoming a nudist? I wondered would I be like, “meh, whatever,” if we happened to walk up on someone on the path to the creek now? I found myself curious to the point that I almost hoped we might. OK, not really, I think, but if we did…