Sundress Stories

It was now Sunday morning, and I had woken up in pain from a nocturnal erection. These were a rare occurrence nowadays, as I had become more accustomed to being locked up, but I had been dreaming about dress shopping and hair removal and flaunting around in a dress. As I processed the pain, willing my penis to give up its pointless endeavours, my scrambled brain couldn't decide if I was terrified or excited about what awa...

Spring was here and the days were getting warmer. Life with Laura had settled into a routine and was not one I would swap for anything else. She was always strict, but she was fair, and never cruel—at least, not in my eyes, although I assume most men would see denial of erections and sex to be a severe form of maltreatment, not to mention not being allowed to touch her without her permission. However, I had quickly come t...

Erin waited for Luke in a loose-fitting, lacy white sundress outside the hotel lobby under the portico. Her tan skin contrasted against the fabric. She had built a base tan before leaving home so she wouldn’t burn in the South Asian sun and for the sexy tan lines. Monica and Jenny insisted on waiting with her after checkout. They wore matching black silk ao dais this morning and were apparently unaffected by the morning h...

Yellow sundress. Her dirty blonde hair disarranged by the soft breeze. She knew I was watching. Soundlessly I crept behind her. Staring off into the distance, she leaned back against me. The perfect curve of her ass pressed, determinedly, against the throbbing ache between my legs. I couldn’t see her impish smile but I knew it was there. Surreptitiously my hand slid beneath her dress, as I eyed the busy sidewalk. Tracing...