Personal Narrative: My Dress

Decent Essays
Please let me lower the halter top part of your dress. You should completely expose your boobs," Elizabeth suggested. "Completely removing the dress is better, providing nobody else can see us," I replied. I love the risk of being fully nude in public, although not for too long. There were enough people around us to block the view as she lifted the halter strap over my head, and lowered and completely removed my dress.

I'm now only wearing stay-up stockings and shoes as Elizabeth put the dress in my bag. I covered my boobs with my hands to tease for a few minutes, as I placed my feet back on the low table in front. I spread my feet and knees again to expose my pussy. Approximately ten people, including two women, were watching, and I felt incredibly sexually aroused.
…show more content…
I removed my hands from my boobs and raised my spread knees, and I felt quite a rush as I completely exposed my pussy and anus. Elizabeth gently teased my pussy with my vibrator, and pulled back the hood of my clitoris and held the vibrator there for a few moments, and I moaned.

"Please push the vibrator inside my pussy," I told her as I spread my lips, and I moaned again as I stared at the people watching her slide my vibrator inside. She gently fucked my pussy and rubbed my anus as I stroked my clitoris and rubbed my nipples. I felt overwhelming and indescribable sexual pleasure. The people watching were awestruck and engrossed in what they were

Related Documents

  • Great Essays

    Inara Dialectical Journal

    • 1073 Words
    • 5 Pages

    A soft smile came to Inara's full sensual lips as images worked through her sleeping mind. Images that could bring life to the body of any man, images that left her wanting for such satisfaction. Each moment that played within her mind made her want for more. Her body slowly moved beneath the thin blankets that covered her, it's cool touch bringing goosebumps to her heated skin. Inara would have remained her deep slumber, lost to a dream she could only have when asleep, if it weren't for the sudden crash of ceramic outside her door.…

    • 1073 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Great Essays
  • Improved Essays

    “He was a blond, spiritless man, anaemic, and faintly handsome. When he saw us a damp gleam of hope sprang into his light blue eyes, mingling immediately with the cement colour of the walls. A white ashen dust veiled his dark suit and his pale hair as it veiling everything in the vicinity, except his wife, who moved close to Tom” The quotes above illustrates that, Wilson is not a man of physical dominance like Tom as he is described as Anaemic.…

    • 759 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The Basilios Monologue

    • 299 Words
    • 2 Pages

    man for me. Or in this case, the women. Two beautiful, eager women who are not only into me, but each other. Hey, heaven? Dean Di Laurentis here.…

    • 299 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    The three of us were on a king size bed with soft pink silk bedding. You directed both of us while you stroked your big hard cock and watched us pleasure each other for you. We were both eager to please you and each other. You had us kneel on the bed, face each other and slowly undress one another. And had us kiss and lick each other's lips, neck and breasts.…

    • 80 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The dress was perfect to see my idol: Abigail Adams. The dress cost me a $25, I don’t even know how I’m gonna pay this back to Abel; but it’s perfect. The bottom portion is crimson at the ends bordered in gold lines, loops, and flowers. The top is a white blouse that complements the gold and crimson.…

    • 341 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    A wobbly kitchen chair falls to the ground and the little girl sitting on it falls with it, scraping her elbow on the ground. Wedding rings worn by newlyweds on their honeymoon bring joy to the couple, besides the fact that the bride's ring is a few sizes too small having been purchased just days before the nuptials because the groom-to-be had cold feet about the marriage. A pink polka dot skirt twirls perfectly as the girl spins proudly and excitedly around waiting for the bus to pick her up for school, but as she walks down the aisle, fingers start to point and her peers laugh as she passes. She unknowingly had her skirt tucked into her underwear until her teacher alerts her of the outfit malfunction.…

    • 576 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I thought it was a shame for my family. I was afraid because I thought it was my fault. I was home alone because my parents were working a 12-hour shift, I was five years old, and I didn’t know what revealing clothe was. I wasn’t asking for it, I just wanted to play with my dolls, and drink my chocolate milk. In fact Melissa was wearing a mini skirt; in fact I was alone at night, I’m not sure because I can’t remember.…

    • 845 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Epic Hero Cycle Story I was so tired, but I was glad. There wrere only two hours left of our six hour plane trip from Chicago. David, my brother, and I were on our way to Iceland. It was July 13th,a Friday and there were very few people on the plane.…

    • 1033 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    When I think about the boy who I was growing up, the young adult I am today, and the man I plan to be in the forthcoming years, one aspect of my life stands out to me far more radiantly than anything else: my culture, my skin, my identity as a Bangladeshi-American. There aren't many clubs or organization for Bangladeshi Americans such as myself. Make no mistake, there are certainly events for Bangladeshis living in the United states, many that I have attended due to various entreaties from my parents. These are event where the only language spoken is one that I barely speak (Bengali), the only music conversed about is that which I don't listen to or understand, and the only events discussed happen in another country that I have spent only a…

    • 646 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Narrative Essay On Arcadia

    • 1289 Words
    • 6 Pages

    Once upon a time, there was a small, seaside town, along the coast of the vast Pacific Ocean, called Arcadia, and in that small seaside town, there lived a girl named Parker Garcia, who, with the help of some friends and maybe just a little magic, started a revolution that brought love and acceptance to the small town. The small town of Arcadia over looked the pacific ocean from a glorious cliff side that was carved with one of the only freeways in the town. Almost every morning the citizens of Arcadia were awoken at an early hour by the sound of a motor bike ripping along the freeway. Now most people didn’t mind the noise so much as they minded the rider. Parker Garcia was the town’s resident rebel and disliked by a fair few in Arcadia, especially…

    • 1289 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Sexual Odyssey

    • 1882 Words
    • 8 Pages

    A sexually uptight reporter, who has never had an orgasm, embarks on a sexual odyssey to experience her first one. BRIEF SYNOPSIS IZZY INGRAM (24) is considered an uptight, prudish reporter, who has never had an orgasm. She’s engaged to HARRY JONES (25), the sports director at the TV station, but he has never seen her completely naked. She’s up for a promotion, but her boss JACK CASEY, the Executive Producer, gives the job to PENELOPE PARSONS (26), an over the top sexy executive who flirts with Jack.…

    • 1882 Words
    • 8 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I wore a fuchsia colored blouse with flowers long black skirt and ballerina slippers I was dressed to impress. Today was the day i show everyone at school the new me. I remember from an early age I always wanted to be more like my mother. And one of the things that made me feel more like her was walking around the house wearing her Hijab. But standing in line on that Monday morning I was immediately met with strange looks and mean…

    • 1156 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    When set with the task of listening to a positive friend talk about a positive experience, I instantly knew who I’d speak with, my friend joyful Josie. Remembering a time when she casually mentioned winning homecoming queen, I assumed that she’d be the perfect candidate. After letting her control 20 minutes of conversation, I realized that when intentionally looking for positivity, the joy of others inspires personal joy. Josie…

    • 496 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    What then would be daring and provocative, but would now be considered soft-core pornography, Eliza Haywood’s Fantomina (1743) deals with the sexual desire of both men and women. They are held as equal in this story, perhaps even moving slightly more to the women’s side as the title character Fantomina is often the one making first contact, as well as putting in the extra effort of creating costumes to attain her next fix of pleasure. Yet Haywood’s heroine goes beyond her disguises’ purpose of attainting sex by her gradually becoming the person that she is preforming as; not specifically the precise character she is channeling (a prostitute, a country girl, a widow, and a secret admirer), but as someone that has control over her own body. These stratagems are so successful, mainly because they play off and the idea that males interest in sex overrides rationality, as well as Fantomina’s own desires.…

    • 1496 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    The Day I Took Flight I was horrified. Not even a little bit of excitement. I did the best I could to show that I was excited. I repeated the question over and over again in my head as I walked downstairs.…

    • 947 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays