Candies Skirt Novels & Stories

When he fin'lly got close to our seat, we immediately asked for drinks. "Isn't what you're wearing was very daring?" Skye asked seriously as her eyes looked over me. I was wearing only a tight spaghetti shirt and a short skirt. My white and long legged thighs showed up and I can say it fits me so well, especially I paired it with a long boots I bought lately. "Daring? Oh c'mon! She's prettier with that, stop being KJ Miss Gamer." Sunny teases Skye. It's because she's a streamer and loves online games.

I shook my head wrinkling my nose and she shook her head sadly, “You have such pretty features a piercing would look cute as fuck on you” I smoothed a hand over the material of my mini skirt, it sat high on my waist and came down to mid-thigh, making my legs look longer, the top was spaghetti straps and ended a few inches above my belly button. I especially liked the boots, they weren’t too high and didn’t pinch my toes and as I thought, it came to my calves. I’d been figuring how long it would take me to unlace and wear and then lace them back up when Hannah slapped my hands away and located a hidden zip at the side.

Shirley couldn't help but be curious and opened the box. She looked down and saw a set of white beach long skirt lying quietly in the box. Tina exclaimed, "Wow! The captain is really generous! This skirt is known as the work of the designer hailed as the Hand of God! Only one design is released each year!" "So precious?" Shirley couldn't help but reach out and pick up the skirt, comparing it to herself, and asked Tina, "Can I accept this dress?"

This fastened at the back with tiny ball buttons and had a slinky ankle-length skirt which opened to her stocking tops on one side. Karen wriggled into it and surveyed herself critically. It was daring but suitable for a dinner party at a baronial hall - though from Tayte’s hints, she gathered this bash was hardly likely to be a formal affair. She felt good in the dress, and the colour was just right for her.

I barely noticed when Jade crept up on me. “You know, I’d go for something a bit darker and cooler,” she suggested. “It’ll bring out your eyes.” She led me over to one I had seen when walking in, but was certain I wouldn’t be able to pull off. It was a two piece, the top off the shoulder and a voluminous skirt, falling just below the knees. It would be modest, except for the midriff that would be exposed. “You’re tall enough to pull off such a long skirt. Oh, and it has pockets. Go try it!”

“Okay, let’s see how bad this is…” I untied the black ribbon and opened the box. Inside was… not terrible. Actually, kind of cute? It was short—definitely short—but not scandalous. Black and white cotton with a little lace at the hem, and a fitted waist with a flared skirt. A bit retro, actually. Kind of French maid cosplay meets upscale hotel housekeeping. I exhaled a breath of relief. “Okay. I can work with this.” Just to be safe, I pulled out the yoga shorts from my bag and shimmied into them under the skirt. No way was I walking around this man’s kitchen with my ass one wrong move from a wardrobe malfunction.

"I'm not bragging, Grandma. I'm just explaining that the beautiful pattern on her clothes is a very expensive, rare orchid. You're lucky to have a friend as cool as her, Grandma. When I grow up, I also want to buy clothes with orchid pattern." The woman who wore the black skirt with gold pattern chuckled. Smiling, she pinched Sky's cheek. "Thank you, Sweet Child. You're still small but you already know how to make other people happy." "It's not that I want to make you happy, Madam. I'm telling the truth. This skirt is very cool, it suits the beautiful you." A second later, Sky pointed to the pink blazer worn by another woman. "Just like this lady, her clothes are also cool. The jacket design

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

Rosette observed as Cindy confidently strutted out, dressed provocatively in a schoolgirl ensemble. Cindy exuded a youthful aura, likely the reason for her outfit choice. Her honey-brown hair was styled in playful pigtails framing her face, adorned with heavy makeup that slightly added years to her features. Her perky bosom stood out in the tight white blouse, complementing her tall stature and long legs showcased by the short skirt. Despite her appearance, there was an air of innocent sensuality surrounding her.

Zoe’s patience and understanding continued, determined to help me find an outfit. After going back and forth for a while, Zoe and I finally picked out a chic and classy outfit. The sleek black skirt flowed gracefully to my ankles, with a fancy ruffle adding a playful twist. It hugged my curves just right, giving a hint of charm without showing too much. I matched the skirt with an off-white top that flowed gracefully over me. Two lovely fabric flowers decorated the chest, giving a delicate touch to the outfit. It felt a bit dressy, but overall, it looked charming and elegant.