First sheer shirt you ever remember

[riverdelivery]

Going back a while I remember a sheer shirt at the local dirt race tract,I was in the grandstand and this women was about ten feet from me and was standing up with the sun behind her,I could see her profile of her boobs plain as day,i didn't see much racing that night I was looking at her,i could see her nipples and the curve under her boobs so good.Add your sheer shirt story here.I have more.

[Gnome72141]

At first, I didn't think I had ever seen a sheer shirt...but then I started thinking about it.

When we would go camping, I remember my aunt (my mom's sister) wearing sheer shirts quite a bit. She wore crop-tops without a bra, too. This was the 80s after all, so the guys wore crop-tops as well, ha!

I was at Target several years ago, and the guy in front of me was staring at the young women in front of him in line. I didn't understand why he was staring until I saw around him--one of them was wearing a sheer white top, her TINY areola and nipples perfectly visible. The other one was wearing a pink knit top with holes in it, and her long nipples were poking through perfectly. She also had tiny, light areola.

At the M@ll of America right after the pandemic, I was in line at Ch!potl3, and this very loud group of late-teens/early 20s came in behind me. One of the women was wearing a sheer black top with her HUGE dark pancake nipples visible. Her breasts were very saggy, yet the nipples pointed up. Of course I don't know for sure, but for some reason I feel like she didn't know it was sheer until she was standing perfectly under the spotlights.

My own wife didn't wear a bra, ever, for the first three years of our marriage. She wore thin tops all the time, some becoming sheer in sunlight. But her areola are the color of her skin, and her nipples are perfectly flat unless aroused, so you couldn't even tell, to be honest, but I knew! (After nursing two kids and 20 years later, though, her nipples are still perfectly flat, but her areola get really puffy, so anytime she is braless now it's extremely intriguing and obvious).

[Curiouscouple2469]

My girlfriend would babysit for a young very attractive newly divorced mom, getting back into the dating scene of the 70’s

I can tell you the lead up to her being ready to go out was rather revealing as well but she was a fan of mini skirts and shear white blouses too.

So as she stood with the sunlight streaming in the windows and her arms raised doing last minute hair adjustments I could see right through her blouse. That silhouette of a woman still gets me swelling to this day.

Around the same time I had a cousin that would wear those white cotton peasant tops with elastic that fell off the shoulder and clung half way down her upper arms.
This made the top band cut straight across her chest just above her breasts.
She was very small breasted (still is) but again the light gave a perfect silhouette of her little tits wiggling around beneath that sheer cotton vale… if she was to lean forward or reach for anything a great down blouse with nipples was always a sure bet. Love those shirts to this day as well.

Ah memories!! These are but a few.

[piecenick]

I worked with a young lady in an office that was always too warm in the summer. She was about a B cup and she wore thin blouses with no bra, trying to stay cool. Her desk was next to a window, so anytime I wanted I could see her lovely tits through her blouse. She knew it and didn't give a damn.

My wife wore a thin green blouse with no bra on a nighttime dinner cruise, she had a lot of admirers that evening.

[Irish drunkard]

Growing up in the 80s, there weren’t too many times I recall seeing women wearing anything particularly sheer or even all that risqué. One of the few exceptions was one of the housewives in the neighborhood I grew up in had a propensity for not wearing a bra under tight tshirts while doing gardening or other things in her yard. Sometimes those tshirts were white. I might have been caught looking a little too long.

Later on in the 90s, it seemed like every other young woman I went to college with embraced the return of hippy fashion with their diaphanous white peasant blouses, halter tops, etc. Plenty of bobbing and jiggling braless breasts would be seen those years, along with the occasional nipple and areola showing through in direct sunlight. This one girl I was friendly with knew her tops were see-through. I think she made a little bit of a game of how much she could get away with. I asked her point-blank one day if she minded me admiring her. She said not at all, smiled, and let me look all I wanted.

My girlfriend at the time wasn’t quite into that style. Aside from a few sundresses, she mostly wore tshirts and jeans or the occasional broomstick skirt (which I also LOVED seeing her in). For her, braless or not was a matter of comfort, time of cycle, and whether we were going to be visiting with her parents. Anyway, at a shop in our college town, I found this little white halter top made of the thinnest gauziest material. Color definitely showed through. When I showed her, she said she was too busty to wear it, but agreed to it if I bought it.

She wore the halter top the next day over a bikini top to go to a municipal park with swimming pool nearby. Seeing the bikini top striped pattern through the white material was easy. I started wondering how easy it would be to convince her to wear it with nothing else under or over it.

A few days later, on a lazy mid-week summer day, we had planned on going to the shoreline a few hours away. I got her to wear it with one of her broomstick skirts and a favorite pair of sandals. She looked incredibly hot! I could tell she felt a little self-conscious, especially in this one shop where a guy about the same age I am now was leering a little too long. Other than that, I don’t think there was much more than a few admiring glances.

[gbdick]

I used to wear this that showed off my nipples pretty good. The bottom was kind of sheer too so you could see my bush. I would walk down a beach and look at hardons to see who I was going to fuck that night. It worked almost all the time.

[Menorca]

My wife wears sheer tops and blouses from teenage until today...

Here some examples from teen to nearly 60...

[DRDavenport]

First sheer top I ever saw was at the NY World's Fair in the mid 1960s. I was in one of the foreign displays, and the lady behind the counter wore a black see through top, with no bra. Pockets sewn on the front were too thick to see her small breasts, but I was transfixed.

DR

[yellow_fever_01]

I was invited to an dance party for an office that was held in a hotel. One of the young Indian women was wearing a sari without the sports bra-like choli underneath. So, her breasts were visible through the sheer material of the sari. My guess is that she left her home dressed in the sari and then removed the choli in the ladies room, when she got to the party.

I later went to work for the office and found out that she was the [American] boss's secretary. She had a crush on her boss, who was too strait-laced to get involved with one of his subordinates. This might have been her ploy to get him to notice her. It took her many years to get him to marry her.

[JonThink]

I had bought my wife a great see-thru shirt or blouse, but she had never worn it. Finally, we had a bet of some type going, and she agreed if I won the bet that she would wear the see-thru blouse braless an entire night out. I did win the bet, and now it was time for her to pay up.

There was a little dance club in the Capitola Mall at that time. She got ready, and sure enough she was braless, and one could readily see her tits and boobs through that blouse. I reached over and unbuttoned the top buttons down to the base of her jugs. She said, "Hey, you never said anything about me going with my boobs half exposed without buttons." I laughed and said that her boobs and tits were more than half exposed with all her buttons closed. She had to laugh at that won.

Once in the club, the room was dark, but there was an I.D. check at the entry with the guy using a flashlight. I saw his eyes get very big when he was checking my wife's I.D. His flashlight somehow got trained on her boobies. Once in, we settled on a table adjacent to the dance floor. My wife initially was reluctant to get up anddance, because she thought she would be "a spectacle." I told her that our deal was that she would go out for the entire night dressed in her see-thru and that meant she couldn't stay covered up at the table. Finally, she agreed to a slow dance. Since we were so close to the dance floor, few could see her front half when she went on the dance floor nor when we were closely dancing. However, once the dance was over, she had to return with her front half toward other patrons in the club. I saw many looking -- including both males and females. I could hear some talk when we sat down. A couple of guys at a nearby table were saying, "Did you see that -- she didn't have on a bra!" To which, another guy responded, "I think you are right. We'll have to look again to make certain the next time she gets up." My wife could hear the comments and gave me a real dirty look. I laughed and said. "Hey, you made the bet."

The next time we got up to dance, it was a fast one. My wife can really shimmy and shake on the dance floor. This night was no exception. Her tits and boobies were flying east and west and north and south. It was fantastic! Unbeknownst to her, I had reamed out the button holes on her blouse, and with all that bouncing and shaking, an additional button had let loose just below that ones that I unbuttoned prior to leaving for the club. Fortunately, for me, she did not notice or realize what had happened, and the button stayed undone, which allowed a better boobie shot. We continued to dance both slow and fast songs. My wife had become the talk of the club with her large boobies on display. Then we danced another fast song where two more of her buttons let loose in sequence from top toward the blouse bottom. Her jugs popped out on full display. She immediately felt the breeze and grabbed her top. She buttoned the two buttons that had just come undone, and then she attempted to button the one that had come undone during the earlier dance. I objected and convinced her that that button was already undone when we arrived at the club. So, she left it that way. During the remainder of the evening on the dance floor, she was fighting to keep any of those bottom buttons closed. She told me that this had to be the most humiliating night of her life with everyone in the club watching her every move and seeing her boobs flying out of the blouse. I said, "Oh, come on! You have to admit that having all these guys looking at you has been good for your self-image." She did agree to that one.

Then I made her a proposition. I said, "If you dance the next fast dance as only you can, I bet all the lower buttons will come undone, and if you finish the dance that way, we will leave immediately after the dance is over." I could hardly believe it when she agreed to my proposal. It was a song named "Latin Lupe Lu." My wife could really let go on that song. Within a minute of that song playing she had wiggled and shaken all those buttons undone and her boobies were flying out of her top during almost two minutes of the song. As we departed the club, there were cat-calls, whistles and some yelling to accompany our leaving. I noted that she didn't bother to button any of those buttons all the way to our car. She remained that way all the way home with me getting some great feel's during the drive. It was also exciting when we were stopped at a red light and an adjacent driver would pull up next to us and see me massaging those naked boobs.

So, that was the first time that I had seen a see-thru out in public, but I have seen many since that night. Of course, most of those spottings were of my see-thru wife!