Ok, Ok, I have so much to catch you up on I don’t
know where to start. It’s
been a while since I posted something but its only because I’ve been
outside enjoying the great weather we’ve been having and not sitting
at the computer.
Everyone’s been daring me to wear a sundress in
all sort of different situations from getting caught out in a rainstorm,
to walking in front of some bright lights, to the progressive dare that
Scott suggested where I had to complete a whole series of errands while
cutting a button off every half hour.
All while wearing nothing underneath of course.
At first I wasn’t too crazy about this one but in the end like
so many others it turned out to be a real blast.
I even got my roommate Karen involved.
I’ve always had trouble taking the first step on
these dares so I though I’d try one where I had little opportunity to
back out so I thought I’d try the one where I’d accidental get
caught out in the rain. The
problem is it never rained were I was so.
I’ll have to try that one again sometime.
Next, I got real daring and was going to try the
progressive dare. It was
Saturday morning and I had a bunch of errand to run before I could head
off to the beach so I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone.
I thought I’d get a little work done and complete a dare at the
same time. I was a little
concerned though because according to the dare I had to cut a button of
the dress every half hour until I got back home.
If I had no more buttons to cut off I had to remove the dress
completely. I think I wasn’t suppose to hold the dress together or
anything but that was a little much. I figured it was daring enough to
be walking around with the buttons unbuttoned and nothing on under it.
The dress had 8 buttons so that gave me 4 hours to
complete my work and I figured that would be plenty of time because I
didn’t think I could take the dress off completely although I’m sure
that was the objective of the dare.
First let me describe the dress. It was a light blue dress with a funky marble kind of
pattern. I chose it because
the pattern provided enough contrast to hid the fact that I didn’t
have anything on under it. It had about inch wide shoulder straps with a
squared off scoop top. The
hem came to just above the knee which is long compared to some of my
others dresses. The
thing about the dress was that it was so light and thin it feels like it
wasn’t even there. It
feels so sexy just floating across my skin caressing it as it moves.
If it wasn’t for the patterned you’d be see through.
It was Saturday morning and I got up showered.
I was a little unsure about doing the dare but felt pretty
confident. Besides if I got
everything done as planed I’d have nothing to worry about.
I dried off and pulled the dress out off the chair where I had
left it from the night before. I pulled it over my head and looked at myself in the mirror.
I twirled around and felt like I was still naked.
The dress was so light and frilly that it made me fell so sexy.
Now I was starting to fell exciting about doing the dare.
While easting breakfast I planned out my chores.
The following was my list chores for the morning.
I had to go to the bank to get some cash for some of the thinks I
had to pick up along the way so I had to find an ATM first.
I also had to mail some bills that were already late so I had to
go to the post office. I
had dry cleaning to pick up. I
also had to pick up some stuff for my garden at the garden store and
snacks for the beach. I debated a couple other things but was afraid that I
didn’t have any control over the outcome so I didn’t want to include
them. Karen and Sue
both had other plans which left me to complete this dare on my own.
This proved to be significant, as I’ll explain.
I walked around the house a bit getting my act
together before heading out. It
was then that I realized just how transparent my sun dress really was. I
knew how light the dress was but since I hadn’t worn this particular
dress but a couple of times before, I didn’t realize how see through
it really was. The marble
pattern hid my feature from view unless you looked carefully but it did
nothing to hide my figure if I walked in front of a bright light.
I looked at myself in the hallway mirror with outside light
behind me and it looked like I didn’t have a dress on at all. My
figure was completely visible. The look was really exciting.
Under the right lighting it looked like I was naked but in
reality I was completely clothed. I
couldn’t believe it how hot it made me feel.
I went back to look at myself 2 or 3 times before
getting up enough nerve to actually leave the house.
I couldn’t believe how free I felt.
The sun-dress was barely a wisp of cloth and seemed to float
across my bare skin below caressing my sensitive nipples with each step.
I was so excited by the time I got to the car I could feel my pussy
getting moist. Even though
my minis are shorter than the sun dress still required care when getting
in and out of my car especially when you consider I had nothing on under
the dress. I pulled the hem down and carefully slid into the car.
Off to the bank. I first thought about going into
the lobby to the teller but was to nervous so I used the ATM instead.
You see without someone pushing me along I fall back on the more
rational Carrie and do the more practical thing.
Ok that part only took about 15 minutes so I was
doing good so far. I headed
to the post office next since it was close.
This time I had to go inside since I didn’t have any stamps. I was rally nervous as I walked up but once inside I was out
of the light so I tried relax I and calm my emotions. I noticed a few stared but nothing that you wouldn’t
expect. The guy behind the
desk seemed to notice something was out of the ordinary because he kept
looking up as he took my money. It
may have been the fact that I was braless or that the light from the
window was providing him a better view than the others. Either way the
attention was getting me turned on again.
I could feel my nipples poking at the front of the dress as I
stood there. I took the
stamps and placed them on the envelops at the nearby table.
I’m sure others had a pretty good view at that point since the
table was by the window. I
tried to ignore the temptation to see who was looking and just get my
job done as quickly as possible.
I finished and headed out to the car.
Back in the sunlight I knew everyone looking could see all of me
through the thin dress. I
looked at my watch and the first half an hour had just passed so I had
to remove the first button. Once
in the car I decided on removing the lower button since it seemed less
conspicuous than the top ones. With
the scope top any open buttons would risk showing my nipples if I move
the wrong way. Just bending
over without a bra would show them as it was, but with a button undone
any movement would be risky.
I
decided to head of to the garden center next to pick up a soaker hose
for my garden. With the hot
weather it was getting to be a pain to water it plant by plant.
I was trying to optimize my travel so I though I’d stop at one
close to home. The problem
was the garden center close to home didn’t have what I wanted.
So I had to go to another one.
This is where the dare gets daring.
I didn’t consider having too many problems along the way when I
planed out my timing. I
didn’t want to fumble around at different ones so I headed to Home
Depot where I figured they would surely have one. I did stop along the
way at one other garden center hoping they’d save me the trip but they
didn’t have one either. I
pulled into Home Depot and it was time to remove another button.
Another one from the bottom would be risky so I removed one from
the top this time. I had a
little box cutter for the job. I just needed to remember to take it out
of my purse before getting on any airplanes.
Taking the top one off did let the top fall open
but not as bad as I though. I had worn plenty of tops that require more
caution in wearing that this so I wasn’t going to worry about it.
The next one would be interesting though. This left 6 of the
eight buttons left.
As I walked into Home Depot I was starting to feel
more exposed. The bottom of
the sun-dress was starting to open as I walked as was the top. I found my hose and headed out resisting the impulse to pick
up anything else I needed.
I now headed back to the dry cleaners as quickly as
I could knowing each minute brought the potential of more exposure.
I stopped for gas along the way which in itself didn’t take
long but did take time. By
the time I got to the dry cleaners it was just about time to loose
another button. I decided on the top button since baring a little more
chest seems so innocent compared to the alternative.
By now I had cut off two buttons from the top and
one from the bottom leaving 5 out of the original 8.
It didn’t seem all that bad sitting in the car but when I got
up and bent over to reach for my purse.
Oh my God. My whole
chest down to my navel was exposed.
From my vantage point I could see all the way down inside dress
past my belly and bush to the ground below.
I had calmed down on the ride over but now I
started to get excited all over again. I stood up and looked around to
see if anyone was looking at me. A
couple of people were looking in my direction but could only see me from
the back. I’m not sure what they could see but
I waited for them to pass before heading over to the dry
cleaners. As I walked I
realized there was another problem caused by the removal of the other
button. I tried to stand
tall with my shoulders back because first it kept a little tension on
the front of the open dress and helped keep it from opening up as I
walked and secondly it helped keep the shoulder straps from slipping
down. As it was, I had to adjust them a couple of times to keep them
from falling off my shoulders each time flashing my chest..
If they had slipped of my shoulders
I was afraid the whole dress would have fallen off since it was
fairly loose around my bare body beneath.
I passed a couple of people who obvious had a
pretty good view since the light was behind me as I walked. They gave me a devilish smile as we passed.
I nervously smiled back acknowledging what they already knew.
I entered the drycleaners and there were several
people in front of me. I
waited my turn patiently, all the time trying to keep my emotions from
getting the better of me. As
the first person in line turned to leave I recognized here as Jennifer
from work. OMG, Here I was
barely dressed and I run into someone I work with. Before I could hide
she spotted me and shouted “Hi, Carrie”.
I have always tried to keep a semi professional
attitude at work and had never tried any of my dare at work. I wouldn’t say I dress conservatively or anything but I
certainly would never wear anything even close to this sun-dress.
What could I do? I tried to act calm but I was blushing terrible as I said
hello in a broken nervous voice.
I don’t think she noticed my flimsy dress when
she first spotted me but certainly did after we exchanged greeting. I
wanted to grab the dress to cover my exposed chest but thought it would
be better if I acted like I didn’t notice that two of the buttons were
missing. Now I didn’t exactly work with Jennifer. She works in
customer support and I’m in the programming group but we each knew
each other even though we rarely talk.
We chit chatted for a bit until it was my turn at the front of
the line. I picked up and
paid for my stuff and was walking out as Jennifer suggested grabbing a
cup of coffee at Starbucks next door.
I so engrossed that I wasn’t thinking about the dare when I
agreed.
Walking with an arm full of dry cleaning made it
difficult to keep the top of my dress closed but it did provide quite a
bit of coverage as we walked into the coffee shop. We ordered and sat
down. As I leaned over to
put my stuff on the chair next to us the front of my dress opened up and
my whole chest came into view. I
quickly recovered but not before Jennifer had a complete view of my
exposed chest. Again I
blushed with embarrassment as I pulled the dress closed. I felt like I
had to explain so I said, “Thank God my dry cleaning was done this was
the only clean think I had left.”
We talked about the dress for a minute but I never told her the
whole thing was part of a dare.
We talked about work for a bit and then other
things. We got talking
about gardening and she invited me over to see her place saying she had
a couple of nice gardens and that they really looked nice this time of
year. We ordered another coffee and before long I had forgotten all
about the dare. An hour had passed before I we finished and got up to
leave.
Ok Scott. I
did bail out of the dare but it wasn’t exactly like I chickened out.
I just didn’t finish it and beside as I found out later Jen has
the most fantastic pool and backyard I’ve ever seen.
You’ll appreciate me stopping and talking to her when you find
out where it led. But for
now let me finish writing this one up. Heaven knows it’s taken me long enough.
Ok, the
progressive dare Part 2. After
I mentioned that I didn’t finish the dare. Scott the author of the
dare accused me of chickening out.
I emailed him that I didn’t chicken out and that I promised to
complete the dare.
I was taking to Karen and mentioned the dare and
meeting Jennifer and Scott accusing me of chickening out. She naturally agreed with Scott and accused me of cheating.
I said what about the dare you owe me for the exciting walk dare
that I completed. We went
back and forth until I got her to agree to a joint dare.
We were going for a walk in the park.
Karen in her smallest bikini and me in my sun dress.
For every half hour that she walked with me I’d cut off a
button. I chose where we went so she couldn’t just hide behind a tree
or anything. I figured I
could take her past the ball fields and
past the stores along the park and she’d chicken out before I
had to remove any more buttons. However,
the longer she lasted the more I’d be exposed, and if she lasted. 2
and a half hours I’d be the looser.
I figured I could outlast her and get her to break first since
she is quite modest unlike me.
That day when we agreed to do the dare was quite a
bit cooler than the other days so Karen said she wanted to postpone to a
nicer day. I said no way if she didn’t do it today it was a forfeit.
She reluctantly agreed and went to her room to change.
At first she came out in this really conservative suite that I
didn’t even know she had. It was barely a bikini.
Again I told her no way and that I had outfits that covered less.
A couple minutes later she came out in a pink and white bikini that
really looked good on her. I
knew she had smaller ones but since she looked so good in that one I
figure I leave her wear it.
You wouldn’t believe how nervous she was.
I thought I might win before we even left the house.
I told her it would be fun and that I went roller-bladding all
over Long Island in less than she had on.
I kidded her about putting on some sun block unless she didn’t
plan on being out that long. She
decided to put some on and I did her back.
I was joking with her about how hard her nipples were and that
that might poke a hole through her top if she didn’t calm down.
I was deliberately tying to get her going.
I started to think I was only helping her relax so I stopped and
told her to finish up because it time for her to meet her admirers. That
ended any relaxation that may have set in.
The whole time it never dawned on me that I might
be the one that ended up naked if she held out.
That’s how confident I was that she’d chicken out first.
This actually sounded like another dare that someone had propose.
Karen was complaining the whole time we got ready when I finally
said. “What’s your
problem? At least you
bikini covers all the essential parts. If
I bend over or move the wrong way my boobs are hanging out. “
Finally after what seemed like forever, we seemed
ready and I opened the door to leave.
Karen immediately felt the chill and I watched as goose bumps
formed all over her body. I
told her about the rollerblading trip again and how wild it felt.
She was so nervous she failed to see the humor in my story.
For once I wasn’t the one that was under dressed on one of
these dares. It felt a
little strange actually and I wondered if I looked like Karen when I’m
in the other position.
We walked down the driveway and I was hoping to run
into one of the neighbors. They
had gown use to seeing me in skimpy cloths but Karen although not
conservative usually wore more normal outfits than me.
A bikini in the front yard was definitely not her norm. We were walking down the sidewalk towards the park when
the first car passed. I
thought it was over right then when she raised her hands to cover her
exposed front. I asked her
why she can wear the same suite to the beach and not think twice about
it yet here she reaching to cover up.
It was still pretty early so the park was mostly
empty at our end which was a bit disappointing.
I upped the ante for her and said if she took her top off I’d
take my dress off right there.
She said “what’s the matter with you are you crazy.” We
walked slowly thought the park towards the ball fields.
By the time we got there She said, “Isn’t it time for you to
cut off another button.” I
told her I had another 5 minutes.
Five minutes passed and I was forced to remove
another button. I actually
didn’t think it would go this far so I was starting to think she might
actually pull this off. This
time I remover another one from the bottom leaving only the four in the
middle to keep my dress closed. I
could feel the light breeze blowing though the ever increasing gap in my
dress.
I was pretty excited myself but now I was really
starting to feel turned on as we approached the ball fields. There were always a couple of games going on Saturday so I
knew there’d be a bunch of guys there.
I was wondering if we could stop their game as we waked by. Three of the six fields had teams on them and there were
quite a few fans watching. I
was teasing Karen saying that I bet we could both get dates out of this.
That was it. She stopped
dead in her tracks. I
continued my teasing saying just point those babies, referring to her
jutting nipple, this way
and wiggle that ass of yours. But she just froze.
Before I could even offer her a bet or anything she tuned and ran
in the other direction, back towards the house.
I was yelling chicken as I ran after her.
As I did the dress spread and both my breasts and pussy was
exposed to the cool breeze. It was quite erotic to be running through a public park with
my dress only held together in the middle by a couple of buttons.
My bouncing nipples were constantly darting under the open sun
dress for a moment and then bouncing into the open again.
Between wild bouncing of my breasts and the constant contact with
the sundress I was getting more and more tuned on by the step.
As I caught up to Karen I yelled at her that she had lost.
We just kept running across the open field like two
giddy school girls. Then in an uncontrolled bust of insanity I pulled
the dress over my head barely slowing down as I did.
I tossed it to Karen and ran ahead yelling catch me if you can.
What a nut. I don’t know
what I was thinking, probably I wasn’t, since it was insane to be
streaking across the park in broad daylight.
There I was running at full speed naked as the day I was born
across about a 300 yards of open field.
As I neared the park entrance I realized I would half to run down
the street the last block and a half to the house.
I didn’t even slow up as I hit the street. When I saw the first
car I was raging out of control. I was so turned on I probably could have had an orgasm right
there had I slowed down at all. I
just kept running. Before I
knew it I was at our driveway and raced towards the door.
I was oblivious to who may have seen me. I just opened the door and ran into the kitchen to catch my
breath. I just couldn’t
control my emotions any longer as I need to relive my overloaded body.
I reached down and exploded as my hand found my clit.
Every mussel stiffened up as the first spasm hit.
My orgasm was just subsiding as Karen opened the door.
I was still gasping trying to regain my composure as Karen walked
in wearing my sun dress over her bikini.
A thin sheen of perspiration covered me as my body cooled down
from its physical and emotional workout.
I had to sit down as my knees were still shaking from the
experience.
I was still basking in the after glow of my orgasm
when Karen came over to give me a congratulatory hug. I figured it was just her own overloaded emotions but she her
hands did seem to linger before we parted.
Don’t get any ideas nothing happened between us.
Ok so that’s my sun-dress story.
Not exactly the dare as emailed to me but the end was one of the
wildest things I’ve ever done. I fantasized for a bit about how it would feel to compete in
the mini triathlon naked. Then
I came back to reality.