I never liked clothes. I was allowed to be shirtless as often as I wanted to be, just like my brother was. We lived out in the country so there was no one for miles. I used to like being wild and free, running around our property, when I was younger, but once the puberty changes happened, parents started suggesting I wear clothes. My brother (a year older) didn't care, he was used to it, plus I argued I had no tits, so there was at least no reason to put on a shirt around the house. Surprisingly, my parents accepted this argument.
The agreement was that I was allowed to be shirtless until my boobs started to grow.
Well, I was a late bloomer, they didn't show any real growth until I was 15, but at 14 my nipples became really puffy. My parents had another conversation with me and my brother to talk about our comfort levels. He didn't mind, probably cause he was used to it.
Then, later on, without our parents around, he asked me about how it felt that they were changing? I just simply said, "They just look different is all". Then he asked, "Can I feel them?" I saw no harm in letting him feel my flat chest and puffy nipples.
Then when he touched me, I felt a tingly sensation in between my legs. I told him, "That's enough," and he took his hands away.
I then ran outside, in just my shorts, to a wooded area I like to go to when I really need some privacy. I took off my shorts and relaxed next to my favorite tree. I then touched myself, feeling new sensations, with tingling increasing, I explored myself, slowly gliding my fingers through my soft puberty bush and feeling the folds of my lips. I then pinched one of my nipples and that sent a wave of sensation all over my body. I felt blissful after that and just lay in the grass, staring up at the patches of blue sky glimpsing through the tops of the trees.
I walked back in bliss, forgetting my shorts in the woods. Luckily, everyone was occupied enough that I walked in the house naked and straight to my room without anyone noticing.
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