Dress Punggung Bolong Novels & Stories

, l whispered softly. “Huh! Not again”, l shook my head as l stared at myself in the mirror. I was just from showering but I was feeling hot again. It was maybe caused by the dress, Zara prepared for me – it was all tight around my butt, hips and my stomach which was no longer small. It was a black incredibly sheer dress with a voile that went up my swollen breasts, around my neck like a choker and then down my other breast revealing the bottom of them and a large cut out of my stomach.

Not tonight. The dress is a backless, V-neck black number that barely qualifies as clothing. It stops right under my butt, half my stomach exposed, nothing but rope hugging my body in all the right places. It clings, accentuates, announces me before I speak. I look good. I know that but knowing and believing are two different things.

Hе was bare-chested, nаkеd except fоr thе аlmоѕt paper thіn elastic shorts. Worst оf аll, аѕ wаѕ the fashion, his оvеr-ѕіzеd c**k hаd іtѕ оwn роuсh. It wаѕ аddеd undеrnеаth wіth stiff wіrе to fоrсе hіѕ bulge even mоrе obscenely оutwаrd.

Thank God he isn' t here or he would have made sure to make me change the dress. The dress was in backless wrap cross cut out split thigh dress in pure red color giving a good view of my round cleavage. The dress was only covering my nipple which was perfect to tease any man. My long legs were to the view so was my belly and the belly piercing where I have a tattoo of the letter D from the past. I applied the makeup and pulled my hair in a bun so every part of my body was visible. I will do everything in my power to make Dante divorice me because if he divorces then the shares automatically gets transferred to me according to the contract.

“Change quickly, and then sit down. I’ll get the supplies.” I took the dress from Bell’s hands, my fingers brushing against the smooth fabric. As I unfolded it, a sense of dread settled over me. The dress was a deep red, satin, and sleek, but it was far more revealing than anything I had ever worn. The neckline dipped low, exposing more cleavage than I was comfortable with, and the hemline was high, stopping just above my knee, leaving most of my thighs bare.

I signed in relief. "No" They said at the same time. "Definitely not, this dress is squeezing my boobs dry and it's waist is gripping me like a pregnant snake. Help me I can not move in it".Ella and Jessa helped me to remove the dress. I took a deep puff of air .

He cupped my boobs over the thin fabric, his thumbs teasing my hardened nipples then he gave my boobs a squeeze, turning me into a moaning mess. His dick was pressed slightly above my lower back since he’s taller than me and I couldn't help but grind on it. Heavens forgive me but I wanted it buried deep inside me. He chuckled, “We need to get this off you first.” He said, his hands working on the zipper while he sucked on my neck, nibbling and biting. He slowly dragged the straps down my shoulders, and the dress landed on the floor softly. I felt exposed, only in my lacy lingerie since I wasn't wearing any bras. The dress was made in a way that didn't need to be worn with a bra…

Bryson said and Mable already understood, Bryson was chastising her because of Dede. "Sir, please. It would not be a good idea to wear close-fitting clothes," Dede explained concerned about her figure. "I have already seen you in a close-fitting dress. Go change," Bryson said and Dede just obeyed. She went upstairs back to her room. She opened the wardrobe and went through the clothes. She found herself a skirt and blouse. She put it on and frowned, seeing all her curves were showing in the dress. She changed the dress and found another. A jeans trousers and a long top. She felt comfortable in that since the top was a bit loose and it didn't expose her curves. Her hair was held in a pony. Sh

Leslie moved to the front of me and held the dress so my make-up wouldn’t stain the material, then darted over to help Adley. The deep v in the front made it impossible to wear a bra, but the soft material was surprisingly strong and held up my breasts without a problem. Moving felt a bit awkward though, like one would pop out given the chance. “I’m noticing a theme here…” I said, smoothing out the front of my dress. Leslie dashed over to my side of the room and shoved a pair of underwear in my hands, then ran back to Adley without another word. “Ugh, Ally would just freak out if she knew we were going to wear Valona originals.” She sighed and hugged her own skimpy black outfit to her chest.

You only need one fucking button to flush, and that’s it. I took my school outfit off and was just standing in my ugly underwear. We all wore the same white tops and big-ass underwear. There is no way that would look good under this dress. I noticed Eve had placed some underwear on top of the dress, but it was like a small piece of fabric with a bunch of strings. How the fuck would that even fit? Where were the strings supposed to go? After trying it three different ways, I thought I finally got it. Fabric in the front and strings everywhere else. It wasn’t really comfortable, and I almost missed those large ass panties I was used to. Why did there need to be a string between my ass cheeks?!