Next to naked

[DevilGrrl]

I am wondering how many gals (or gals with guys) have been almost naked, but not quite.

I mean very revealing clothes, but not quite showing everything. Semi-transparent, or so thin that it does not really matter if you have on anything or not.

When I was in college, I loved to go out clubbing. And some of my favorite outfits included a short skirt and silk blouse worn without a bra. I absolutely loved the feeling of the soft silk against my skin, and when I got excited, there was no way to hide it. My nipples would poke out prominently, and with a few that were light colored you could even see the dark circles of my areola through the thin material.

This always gave me a rush, knowing that people were seeing almost everything about my breasts, yet not able to actually see them. And one skirt I always wore with stockings and garter belt (sometimes sans-panties). With those I knew if I was careful bending over, I could let people see the top of my stockings, but had to be careful to just bend over enough so they could not see my pussy. It was a fine line I tread then, trying to show as much as I could, without showing everything.

The first time I dressed like this was at the start of my Freshman year. I had bought the blouse (hunter green) intending on wearing it a couple of days later, but did not realize until I got dressed how much my bra would show through it. So after some thought I went without the bra, but put on a black leather vest over it, with a black mid-thigh skirt and pantyhose to complete the look. But it was so hot that after about an hour of dancing I got up the nerve to drop my vest off at the hat check room, and danced without it. And the feeling of my nipples brushing against the thin silk made them poke out almost immediately.

I went through the rest of the night in a moderate sense of horniness, and my date appreciated it as well. At the end of the night before he took me home I sucked him off receiving a huge present in my mouth in appreciation, and be rubbed me to 3 wonderful orgasms. He and I did not last long, but I continued to dress that way, increasing my inventory of silk blouses, and eventually not even bothering with the vest at all.

And I know it is not only guys that appreciate this look. Towards the end of my Sophomore year (I dropped out after the first quarter), I went to another town where a gay bar had recently opened. I was in what I thought of as my "fuck me finest", a cream silk blouse with dagged sleeves (ask a gal or RenFaire fan what that means), and high thigh black skirt (stockings, garter, silk panties). Being both new and obviously a Femme, I did not realize I was considered to be "Butch Bait", but managed to let several know politely they were not what I was interested in.

Finally after about 90 minutes I met Marla, the only black gal I ever made love with. Another Femme, in a tight midnight blue one piece that left as much to the imagination as my outfit did. Within 45 minutes we had gone from "Hi, would you like to dance" to frantically feeling each other up in a dark corner booth. We ended up spending the next day and a half together, wearing similar outfits when we went out to dinner (I had only brought the one outfit, not intending on staying the night when I left home) when we were not in her apartment distracting her roomie with our noises.

I kept in contact with her for a few months, but it seems she already had a GF and I was just a fling for her so I was never able to talk her into a repeat. But to this day, seeing a gal in a tight one piece outfit without a bra gets me excited every time.

[73roadrunner]

My wife, who has 42 DD, wore a black bra with a sheer button down shirt, and a leather miniskirt one evening. We started our evening at a Mexican restaurant, and the waiter couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He didn't even look at me when he asked for my order. I wish she would wear revealing outfits more often.

Eric

[SandyM]

I live near a College, in a residential area of a city in the U.S, and the other day while out on an errand, I saw a young woman walking down the street wearing long, sort of Harem style pants, and what looked like a white jogging bra for a top. You could see the brown circles of her areolas as clear as day. But just to be sure, I did a quick u-turn, and passed by her in the same direction in which she was walking. Sure enough, I saw brown circles clearly through the garment. I couldn't believe my eyes! She was about five foot four, slim, with probably large A cup to small B cup breasts. Dark blonde hair in waves, about halfway down her back.

I just had to be sure I had actually seen what I thought, so after I passed her, I took the first right, then the first left, and the next first left, leaving me a block ahead of her. I pulled right up to the corner, parked, and watched her walk towards me. Because it was kind of a tight garment, her breasts didn't move much, and for a few seconds she was looking at her phone and in that position her arms covered her breasts. But it was a glorious sight. When she crossed the street I was parked on, she was probably about twenty feet from me at her closest approach. And yes, there they were - brown against her pale skin, about an inch and a quarter across, proudly displayed twenty year old nipples. I felt like thanking her, but of course kept quiet. It was an absolutely beautiful day, weather-wise, and this just made it even nicer. The only problem was after she passed me, I drove home completely forgetting to do any of the errands I had set out to do. Had a hard time explaining that to the wife.