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I should have learned what to expect when I’m around Lisa by now but I keep coming back for more. She is such a deer but oh God does she ever bring out the exhibitionist in me; and you guys with the email me. Oh My God! I should have learned not to share them with her but a couple of weeks ago on the ski trip I told her about some of the ideas you folks had come up with for me. She went wild when she heard them. Some sounded like they’d be fun but others, let me say are a bit more challenging.
I was really loosing ground on my list of proposed dares. Some of you guys were putting on the pressure to do some and the little black dress without panties seemed to be the favorite.
I liked the one with the low ride pants but everyone seemed to want me to wear my little black dress without the panties. I was never brave enough to pull it off back home so I brought it along to Lisa’s. Someone suggested I leave all my underwear at home so I would have no choice. I almost chickened out but with lots of second thoughts I carefully packed my tiny dress and an absolute minimum of other things. No underwear at all. I actually paused several times before heading out.
Before I get to the dress dare let me tell you about the way down. Its pretty good by itself. I took the train down. What a rip off. Over $200 round trip. I probably should have driven but them it wouldn’t have been as much fun. I wore those new ultra low ride pants that I just bought along with a fairly short top. Not a crop top or anything but short enough especially with the pants. That was it along with sneakers.
The pants probably weren’t the most practical thing to wear but made for some excitement along the way. The best was when I first got on the train and put my bag in the overhead. I took my coat off and immediately saw two guys bend onto to get a better view. Now you see these pants are the lowest things I’ve ever seen and have no belt loops. They solely rely on their tight fit and the elastic in the waist-band to stay on. The combination of the short shirt and low pants left my entire midriff bare from just below my ribs to just above pubes. I paused a second realizing I had never actually seem what happens when I reach my hands over my head like I would have to to put my bag in the overhead rack. I thought about asking someone for help but was getting excited at the possibility of what might happen. Beside I had an audience waiting as well. I didn’t think they’d slip off since they’re pretty tight but it isn’t like there is any margin for slippage before something is showing.
I though someone would offer to help but I think the guys to intent on the show. The shirt was short but wasn’t the type that you could easily see up but my nipples were very noticeable poking hard against the material. I guess it was obvious that I didn’t have a bra on. There was no one in the set of seats next to me otherwise they would have had a real close up. As I wrestled my bag in place I could feel my exposure being stretch to the limit. I tried to act intent on getting my bag in place but couldn’t help but get excited by the though of what people could see. I glanced down and a lot was showing. Any kind of pull and I think they would have slid off completely. You see these pants sit so low on my hips that they only covered my slit but about 2 inches. My pubes were just barely covered and a couple a stray hairs were starting to peek out as I stretched.
I had no one sitting next to me but that soon changed at the next stop. I sat and read for the most part until I had to get up and use the bathroom. I was so devilish that I just had to get my makeup kit out of my bag which entailed another little stretch. This time I had a guy in the outside seat. I didn’t even intend for it to be this bad but I swear his head couldn’t have been more than a couple of inches from my crotch. I don’t know what he could see from his vantage point but it got me a little turned on. After I got back we talked for a bit. He was actually a nice guy. I did notice the budge in his pants when he left me back in my seat. One more time to get my bag down when I got there and that was it for the train excitement. Lisa picked me up at the train station. She comment on my pants right away and asked how they stay on.
We went out to this local place by her apartment to talk and catch up. About the only exciting thing about this stop was that the place was a little crowded when we got there and we had sit at the bar for a while until a booth opened up. Well propped up on a bar stool in those pants gave people passing by a pretty good view down my ass. It was perfectly obvious to anyone passing I didn’t have and panties either.
I told her about all the email and ideas every one had. She got really excited and started coming up with even more. She wanted a reenactment of the towel dare since she had missed it. I told her it was a bit to cold for that now. She said “But it’s suppose to get warm this weekend.” She got really excited about the progressive dare and the strip racket ball ones. We got talking about the Caribbean vacation and the time I played tennis in just my shorts. I told here about the lady at the health club that I started hinting to about the dare. I told Lisa that I thought she was a lesbian and was afraid I’d be sending the wrong message if I told here about the dare.. We stayed there for a while and then headed back to Lisa apartment.
When we got to her place she said. “Lets put those pants to the test. Lets see how well those pants hold up.” We took our stuff inside she said, “Wasn’t the dare to not touch your pants for a certain amount of time and see if they stayed up.” She said, “We’re going to walk over to the 7 11 store and back and see how well they do. Just like that towel dare in college, If they come off they stay off until we get back.” It looked to be a bout a 10 minute walk or so as best I could figure. I though I had a pretty good chance and was feeling a bit sassy so I thought I’d make it interesting. Lisa’s always making a wager with me that I can’t do something so I said. “I’ll do it and if they stay up you do a dare of my choosing.” She wasn’t to keen on that but came back with, “Ok but if they don’t, you do that dress dare tomorrow night for sure.” I wanted to do the dare anyway so it didn’t seem that bad but I had no ideas what she had in mind. I was felling pretty confident so I agreed.
She had me leave my coat at her place which left me with nothing to cover up with if they did fall. I knew they’d slip down some which kind of got me excited in itself. Beside all that it was pretty darn chilly and it would be obvious I had no bra.
I gave them on bug pull pulling the rough material right into my crack which was already swollen with excitement. I kind of left out a yelp in the process. With that we headed out and of course Lisa took the longest possible route. The pants were tight so they stayed on pretty well but the movement of my hips as I walked just naturally made for some slippage. By the time we got to the store I know I was in trouble. I had to fight the urge to pull them up as we walked in this brightly lit store. I figured I had walked through a supermarket in a tiny bikini and a convenience store in nothing but a towel so I should be able to do this.
There were at least two people in the store plus the man behind the counter. I looked down as we approached the door. My pubes were about to make and appearance and there was more than enough blond hairs poking for anyone to know I was a true blond.. My but was making an appearance as well. I walked very very carefully though the store not wanting to increase my exposure.
Lisa picked up some milk and coffee and headed to the checkout. I bet the guy behind the counter had seen a lot of crazy thinks working and I’m sure that this was added to his list of memorable nights from the budge in his pants.
We walked out the door and I immediately felt a cold draft down my pants and across the top of my pussy. The pants were just barely hanging on and at that point my mound was in plain site and my slit was about to make and appearance. Also half my ass was hanging out as well. I walked extremely carefully as Lisa started to talk about how much fun the dress dare was going to be. At that point they were all but off. It was probably just the tightness of the pant legs against my thighs that was keeping them from sliding down my legs. They started to slide faster now they were past the widest part of my hips. We were maybe half way back when Lisa said, “Your mine now. Wait to tomorrow.” It had to admit defeat as my but was and pussy was totally exposed. Thank God no one was in site. Not thinking I tried to wiggle them back up as I ran towards Lisa’s place. She started yelling at me to stop but since she had the groceries she couldn’t keep up.
When we got back inside she said, “Ok now lets see that dress” I carefully pulled it out showed her. She said, “This is going to be more fun that I thought.”
Eventually we settled down and Lisa pulled out the sofa bed for me. I wiggled out of my pants and shirt got ready for bed. Lisa made some comment which sounded like a come on. I brazenly put my hands on my hip and asked her what she had in mind. Sorry guys nothing happened. We just went to bed (separately)
Ok the next day was fairly boring for all accounts until the evening. We whet to the Air and Space museum and a couple of other places before heading back. Nothing worth writing about.
That evening Lisa suggested we change and go out for dinner and then to this dance club she goes to a lot. Dinner was ok but I was nervous about the dance club. I guess it’s not that big a deal compared to some of the other things I’ve done and I know women do it all the time but there just isn’t that much to this dress. Any significant movement and something is showing.
First let me describe it. It’s made out of this silky type material and has a halter top with tiny spaghetti strap that tie behind my neck. It isn’t really tight which means it just kind if hangs there by those tiny straps. If the knot came untied that would be it, which kind of added to the thrill of wearing it. Once when Jim and I were out dancing when we were slow dancing, He untied it and just held it in his hands. Talk about close dancing. I was pressed up against him fearing he was going to let go.
Also the neckline plunged to just below my breasts which made wearing a bra of any type impossible. That leaves my breasts pretty much on their own under the silky cloth with a fair amount of cleavage naturally exposed. Any sharp movement would threaten to expose the rest. Now as I said there wasn’t much to this dress. From the top of the halter to the bottom of the hem measured just about 26 inches which isn’t much on my 5’ 9” body. It came about 3/4 the way up my thigh or about 4 “ below my bottom. If I raised my arms too high my bottom would come into view. That’s how short it was. When every I wore it before my panties were a key fashion accessory. Now without panties made my private parts the fashion accessory.
I put it over my head and modeled it for Lisa. She just smiled and said we’re going to have some fun tonight. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn’t believe I was going to wear that dress with nothing else. I remembered it took me a long time to wear it the first time and that was with the panties. I was getting turned on as I moved around to see how much showed. Oh My God. All I had to do was reach for something over my head and my entire bottom was visible. I retied the top so the dress sat a little lower but them by breasts were more exposed. It was like wearing a bikini there just wasn’t enough material to do the job no matter what you did. I just had to be ultra careful. I wasn’t sure how I was going to dance in this thing.
I was getting my coat when Lisa suggested it would ruin the look She said its plenty warm enough out. I probable shouldn’t have but I was felling extra turned on a and decided to just go for it. So I left my coat behind. It had cooled of but wasn’t that bad. It was cool enough though to make that silk dress fell so divine against my bare skin. The silk in the cool air made it feel like I was naked which just made me more excited. I felt like that woman in the old Virginia Slims cigarette commercial as I walked to the Lisa’s car in a tiny cocktail dress and heels. It was wild I wasn’t even nervous like I normally get.
There was no one around when I slid into Lisa’s car so the show went un-noticed. I couldn’t help but feel the draft across my bare pussy though. I did let out a bit of a cry as my bare but hit the cool seat. It wasn’t until we got to the restaurant that I realized how exposed I was. I carefully got out of the care and pulled the dress back in place as best I could. We got a couple of looks as we walked in but no big deal. I never mentioned, Lisa looked pretty hot herself on a black mini with a slit half way up to her hip. She had a nice T-top which left just a tiny bit of her belly showing. Together we looked hot. It did look like she had about twice as much on for some reason though.
All though dinner I kept thinking someone could see up my dress though. I wanted to cross my legs but I couldn’t under the table because there wasn’t enough room. I was afraid someone could look up my dress even with my tightly legs together. I noticed that the waiter was giving us more than our share of attention. Lisa suggested giving him a bit of distraction as he took our order. All I had to do was lean forward a bit and my left nipple would show. I just stayed that way, continuing our conversation, when he returned . He seemed cool but I could tell he noticed. It kind of tuned me on a bit which caused my nipple rise as we ordered. I don’t know if he noticed my blush. I imagine he was distracted though.
Dinner went off fairly easily and Lisa must have figured that out as well so she suggested going to a dance club. I started to get nervous again but realistically I knew it wasn’t going to be as easy as just sitting at the table for dinner.
This was the real test. Sitting in a restaurant was nothing compared to going to a night club and dancing. We drove over and I went through the normal careful movement to get out of the car. I’ve worn my share of short skirts but when your not wearing anything under it it puts a whole other level of emphasis on moving carefully.
The dance club was darker than the restaurant but there was still plenty light to make out that I had no bra on and that almost all of my legs were exposed below the dress. We no sooner got inside than these guys bought us drinks. I didn’t mind since it actually calmed me down a bit. Turns out they were twin brothers, Don and Jeff.
I was just getting into it when they asked us to dance. That’s when it hit me. I was fine sitting at dinner and even standing there at the bar but dancing was going to be a whole other matter. Any significant movement and I was sure to be showing something; and its not exactly like you stand still when you dance. My arousal started to build immediately. I saw Don’s eyes move to my chess and I was certain he noticed my nipples poking at the front of dress. Once again I blushed at the thought of how turned on I was getting and how noticeable it must have been with them just barely covered by that thin dress. I was certain they pop free if we danced and that wasn’t even the worst part. If I raised me arms too far or bent over or anything my butt cheeks would be visible as well, and my pussy wouldn’t be far behind.
How ironic I thought. Yesterday in my hip hugger jeans, my entire mid section was exposed but my top and legs were completely covered. Today my mid section was completely covered yet my top and legs were completely bare. Between the two outfits I had bared almost my entire body in public. Now don’t get any ideas. It still illegal to go nude in public here in the US and I don’t want to be any legal pioneer.
Carrie
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