Straight Female / 24
Now the summer's here I don't wear underwear. It never used to be a sexual thing I just sort of liked the feeling of freedom it gave me, particularly on a warm summer's day. Now, I suppose, it has turned into something more sexual. Let me try and explain.
It all began way back in my teens. I used to take my Mum's dog for a walk in our local park and one hot summer's day, purely on a whim, I was hot and sweaty, I went into the park toilets and took my knickers off. It felt great walking around with the warm breeze blowing under my skirt and it was also a bit of a turn on as it all felt rather naughty. I actually had my very first orgasm, back in my bedroom, after one of those walks.
So now, whenever I get the chance, if the weather's warm enough, I go commando. Don't run away with the idea that I'm walking around with a skirt barely covering my arse, I'm no slut. I dress sensibly, I prefer a summer dress, it makes me feel light and airy. But, in work, it's a business suit but still minus the knickers. And I'm no Sharon Stone I don't do flashing.
I'd been going out with Tommy for a couple of months and, strangely, I always made sure I was wearing underwear when I was with him, don't ask me why. One night, with a few glasses of wine inside me, I confessed to him about my knickerless fetish, not actually sure of his reaction. I have never seen anyone get so turned on it was unbelievable. He wanted to know was I wearing any that night. I told him I was but, if he liked, I'd go and take them off. I thought he was about to have a seizure. That night we had incredible sex - awesome.
Anyway, over the past eight months, it's began to escalate. At first it was enough that Tommy knew I didn't have any on, particularly if we were out somewhere, he could barely wait to get me home. But then he started thinking up other things like videoing me flashing, discreetly under a table. Up to now we've done it in MacDonald's, KFC and Burger King. Then, that all became a bit tame, so I didn't just flash I played with myself. This was huge for Tommy, literally, and I'm not ashamed to say I was a willing partner. Coming in a crowded burger joint can be extremely erotic.
Our latest 'thing' is to drive out to a country pub, the journey itself is a real buzz because we both know what's going to happen, I give Tommy an occasional flash, just for fun. The pubs are usually very quiet, personally I think it's more of a turn on if there are people about but Tommy gets embarrassed. So we find a quiet corner and I sit on Tommy's hand, palm up, and he fingers me. My biggest problem is trying not to cry out when I cum and boy I do really cum.
Tommy seems satisfied enough, for now anyway, because we have some mind blowing sex in the car on the way home.
So what will the future bring. Tommy's already talking about something called a remote control vibrator, whatever that is but, no doubt, it's sure to be a lot of fun. Maybe I'll keep you posted????
It all began way back in my teens. I used to take my Mum's dog for a walk in our local park and one hot summer's day, purely on a whim, I was hot and sweaty, I went into the park toilets and took my knickers off. It felt great walking around with the warm breeze blowing under my skirt and it was also a bit of a turn on as it all felt rather naughty. I actually had my very first orgasm, back in my bedroom, after one of those walks.
So now, whenever I get the chance, if the weather's warm enough, I go commando. Don't run away with the idea that I'm walking around with a skirt barely covering my arse, I'm no slut. I dress sensibly, I prefer a summer dress, it makes me feel light and airy. But, in work, it's a business suit but still minus the knickers. And I'm no Sharon Stone I don't do flashing.
I'd been going out with Tommy for a couple of months and, strangely, I always made sure I was wearing underwear when I was with him, don't ask me why. One night, with a few glasses of wine inside me, I confessed to him about my knickerless fetish, not actually sure of his reaction. I have never seen anyone get so turned on it was unbelievable. He wanted to know was I wearing any that night. I told him I was but, if he liked, I'd go and take them off. I thought he was about to have a seizure. That night we had incredible sex - awesome.
Anyway, over the past eight months, it's began to escalate. At first it was enough that Tommy knew I didn't have any on, particularly if we were out somewhere, he could barely wait to get me home. But then he started thinking up other things like videoing me flashing, discreetly under a table. Up to now we've done it in MacDonald's, KFC and Burger King. Then, that all became a bit tame, so I didn't just flash I played with myself. This was huge for Tommy, literally, and I'm not ashamed to say I was a willing partner. Coming in a crowded burger joint can be extremely erotic.
Our latest 'thing' is to drive out to a country pub, the journey itself is a real buzz because we both know what's going to happen, I give Tommy an occasional flash, just for fun. The pubs are usually very quiet, personally I think it's more of a turn on if there are people about but Tommy gets embarrassed. So we find a quiet corner and I sit on Tommy's hand, palm up, and he fingers me. My biggest problem is trying not to cry out when I cum and boy I do really cum.
Tommy seems satisfied enough, for now anyway, because we have some mind blowing sex in the car on the way home.
So what will the future bring. Tommy's already talking about something called a remote control vibrator, whatever that is but, no doubt, it's sure to be a lot of fun. Maybe I'll keep you posted????
