[F]lying commando because I was too wet

A few days ago I caught a flight from the east coast to the west. I was excited for the trip and dripping from heavy edging for the last 24 hours.

I picked a soft curve caressing sweater dress and knee high boots as my travel ensemble. It’s comfortable and the shoes won’t slow me down as I go through TSA. Unfortunately, my underwear was less than comfortable.

I’d managed to pack all my favs which left me with only b team options. I decided to skip them all together. I was enjoying the way my lips slid back and forth with each step.

When I arrived at the long term lot the shuttle attendant gave me a discreet up and down and I smirked to myself under my mask. I thought about what he might say/think/do if he knew that there was nothing but a word between him and this WAP

I sashayed through the airport feeling confident and sexy. I exaggerated each swing of my hips to maximize the slip and slide happening to my lips and cheeks.

Thanks to safety protocol there weren’t assigned seats and the middle seat was kept empty. My companion and I had the entire three seats of space. Once we were seated I reminded him that I was commando under my dress. He responded as I expected, with a shrug.

I wanted him to exploit this opportunity with me but I knew that wasn’t realistic. He is my best friend that is the primary dynamic of our relationship. On top of that he is a sickly traveler and barely tolerated the flight. (Later he told me that he had a moment where he’d considered sneaking us into the head but the airline had an attendant seated at the door. He tries.)

So I luxuriated in my own desires. By the time I settled into my room that evening I really understood the point of wearing panties. Being wet ALL day results in wet thighs that chaff and my pussy felt tenderized like after a marathon pounding. Still, I liked going through the day as a ‘secret slut’.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jx5nw4/flying_commando_because_i_was_too_wet