Dress Tease Novels & Stories

How bad would that kiss affect their relationship? They were attending this important party on Sunday, the following day, and it had a super strict dress code. Liz couldn't care less, she was going to show up in a flower dress and that was it, but Delilah loved feeling like she was the owner of a big company. And, also, Delilah's parents were going to be there, as it was some kind of lawyers' celebration for the opening of a new firm, so Delilah was nervous, she wanted to impress them. "You look amazing, D." Liz wasn't lying, her girlfriend looked like a model. The dress was accentuating her figure and her legs were showing and the lilac color made her look more tanned, it was perfect. She w

"Now, let's focus on your attire..." Asterin's words are interrupted by Astrea's cheerful call. She holds up a dress, a vision in nightshade with intricate silver embellishments and alluring swirls adorning its fabric. It's reminiscent of Calia's provocative attire, albeit more modest with only subtle hints of transparency. However, the dress features daring slits on both sides, offering glimpses of my thighs. The neckline plunges into a deep V-cut, drawing attention to my midriff. "You'll steal the spotlight at the party in this," Asterin assures me, her smile mirroring her sister's enthusiasm.

I don't look again. I absolutely do not look again. The sales assistant starts bringing over dresses after that. Backless. Tight. Structured. The kind of dresses designed to make political statements without saying a word. "Try this one," Tara says, shoving a sleek dark blue dress into my arms. "If you're going to terrify everyone at the mating ball, at least look legendary doing it." I disappear into the fitting room before I can argue. The mirror reflects somebody I barely recognize. The dress clings in all the right places. Sleek. Sharp. Dangerous.

I drip water all over the floor as I walk towards the cart to grab a towel and examine what Erik has brought me. It's a dress, with an attached slip underneath, cream colored and with a lace trim, and a sheer top layer. It had no shoulder straps, and there wasn't a bra either. This felt like a recipe for disaster, but nonetheless, I drop my towel to the ground and start figuring out how to pull the dress over my still slightly wet body.

Debby said, doing jazz hands. Tasha choked on a laugh. "It looks like it escaped from a dominatrix catalog." "Exactly! That's why you should wear it. If the man practically came when he saw you in that sundress today, imagine how wild he'd get seeing you in this bad boy." "I'm not wearing leather straps on a first date," Tasha said, shaking her head. "I'd rather wear grandma's peach dress. It's... pretty. And soft." Debby huffed dramatically and flopped back onto the bed. "Fine. Be boring."

Satisfied, she slipped back to her room, heart pounding with erotic anticipation. From the closet, she pulled the dress she'd bought along with the one for the fresher's party. It was a sheer maroon lace masterpiece that screamed temptation and seduction. The fabric clung like a lover's whisper, the intricate floral patterns allowing glimpses of her creamy skin beneath. The bustier-style bodice cinched her waist, pushing up her full breasts up into soft cleavage, the tiny lace-up tie at the center begging to be tugged loose, revealing more. Long flared sleeves of translucent lace flowed with ethereal grace. The short, pleated skirt skimmed her thighs.

No stomach at all. “It is too formal. We need more skin and something without long sleeves. Something like this.” Teagan held up the dress to me and Adelia. Sweetheart neckline with a lot of cleavage. Medium length with a slit in the side. I cringed. Too much skin. But also, very formal.

I’ve missed her so much that I cry, I am so overwhelmed by everything happening that I cry. When I’m finally done crying, I pick myself up off the floor, and pick up the dress. It is truly beautiful and just the right style for the occasion. The dress is solid white, just as should be. It is a ruched detail layer hem dress. It has a deep V neck, backless and sleeveless. The mid-section is covered in beautiful diamond like rhinestones. A little higher than my knees, but nothing raunchy. I like it.

"Quickly bring him to my room right now!" *** "I can't believe I'm finally choosing this kind of dress," Daisy muttered as she looked at the rows of lingerie in her dressing room. River had also set up a lot of lingerie for her. The closet in the dressing room was full of clothes from high-end brands, and River had also set up a lot of lingerie for her. Starting from those that look cute with lace and ribbon to those that only look like transparent sheets of cloth that will be meaningless if worn because they expose all parts that should be covered.

"I'm here in Dexter's hometown. It's a beautiful place where he lives. Taesha gathered her things to take a warm shower. After experiencing the soft water against her skin, she dried off and put on her robe. She walked over to the closet as she thought about what to wear. She searched through the ten or more dresses she had hung up—all the different styles she had packed for several occasions. Taesha didn't want to get the style wrong for tonight. It no doubt will be a significant dinner. It would be her first time meeting Dexter's parents, well at least his mother, Ms. Lee, and his grandmother, auntie, and cousin. Her eyes kept going to one dress she felt was appropriate for tonight. "Yes,