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My girlfriends told me I wasn't wearing the right clothes for the concert, but I still went in a short skirt and braless tank top. It was an outdoor, stand up concert with hoards of wild young people, loud music and flashing color lights. Pressed and huddled up into the crowd, it was hard to keep ourselves from being separated. Even holding on to each other, we lost track of each other. Found myself drifting away with a bunch of teenaged boys pressed against me and fighting to keep my skirt from being lift up. Just as I managed to get it down, my strapless tank top got yanked down to my waist. Ended up with this boy's arms rapped around me, firmly cupping my boobs with both hands and the horrible feeling I was going to get publicly stripped and sexually molested. Almost died when my skirt and panties hit the ground, finger fucked naked in plain view of every one around me dying to get their hands on me. Felt my ass and pussy pocked and my boobs roughly sucked by anyone that could get to them, with this boy telling to just enjoy it. My screaming was totally eclipsed by the loud music, realized my skirt and panties were no longer hanging on my ankles and facing the humiliation of walking out of there nude. Got totally groped just short of getting penetrated, walked out with my tank top rapped around my waist, shoeless and arms crossed over my tits. A degrading walk threw a crowd of people celebrating my nudity all the way to the parking lot, were I found my girlfriends waiting next to the car. A long naked ride home with lots of "I told you soooooo" and eager for details.
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This was a while ago but my ex-boyfriend always made me dress like that (skimpy tops and skirts or shorts) to music festivals but what he'd do is stand behind me with his arms around me as we rocked to the music. Whenever he saw dudes looking our way he'd pull up my top to fondle my bare boobs or pull up my skirt or slip his hands down my shorts. l'd get so embarrassed but he wouldn't stop so I started just leaning back against him and closing my eyes. I never told him I did that tho because he wanted me to see strange dudes staring at my naked body. A couple times he'd invite someone to feel me up and it'd make him rock hard. I know I was supposed to feel desired and lusted after but I always felt like a whore thinking everyone thought I was trailer trash. I missed him but my boyfriend broke up with me when i refused to dress to be easily exposed when he and some other dudes lifted me up and made me crowd surf. I lost my panties and top and had hands, fingers and mouths everywhere adn when I got down it took ages to find him again in the crowd so while I was walking around half naked I was being grabbed constantly. He didn't want to but I forced him to give me his shirt but I still didn't have panties. I pulled my skirt down at hip level but I still felt vulnerable.
Your clothing choice is not a license for rape. Men need to learn that women are not objects.
If you think only men think that way, think again. This is a people issue, not a man issue.
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