Here's Why I Don't Wear Panties

Years ago, I owned a massive array of cute and sexy panties. Thongs, g-strings, lace, cute prints, boy shorts…you name it, I had it. I wanted cute underwear for every sexual occasion.

Then, one day, I said, “Fuck this shit.”

Why?

They suck.

Those sexy little g-strings and thongs are fantastic to look at but man, they are uncomfortable. I used to chant this silly little mantra to myself that “beauty is pain” to get myself through shit like plucking my eyebrows and pulling on scratchy-textured panties that did nothing for my soft, sensitive skin. Eventually, comfort became preferable, and it is definitely not comfortable to have that little string flossing your butt. Sorry, friends, but it’s just not fun (at least, not for me.) Maybe for some sexy photo shoots, but on a daily basis I’m going to need to feel as comfortable as possible. Panties don’t do that for me.

I’m a time saver.

I realized that the panties were just going to come off anyway — it’s the inevitable result of me seeing a naked human who wants to fuck me. I try to be as efficient as possible in all aspects of life and panties are an unnecessary barrier (unless I’m roleplaying and want my clothing cut off of me, then I’ll wear them for fun!)

There’s a little shock value with new partners.

There have been fun moments of dropping my pants to reveal my bare pussy and the facial expressions of the people realizing I hadn’t been wearing any at all are glorious. It starts as a look of surprise, followed by awe, ending with hunger and desire. I might get off a little too much on that shock value, but man it is fun. Does that make me a tease?

Easy access.

Of course, this is a big reason! If I’m out with my partner wearing a skirt, that gives a mega opportunity for a good random fuck in public. Of course, panties can be pushed to the side, but I like to be a slut. My man works hard to make me cum, so I’ll keep the panties off to get him to that orgasm goal a little faster. Remember, efficiency.

And best of all…

Being woken up to my pussy being licked.

Aside from sleeping without underwear, there are times I might want to fall asleep without any pants on either.

One night, long before the sun would rise, I was sleeping deeply when my rest was very slowly interrupted by delightful little sensations. First, a cool breeze across my thighs, which happened when my blanket was pulled from my body. Next, I felt large, strong hands ever-so-gently pull my thighs apart. My brain barely registered what was happening, as I was still living partially in dreamland, and before I knew it I woke up fully — to a warm, wet tongue massaging my sweet little clit.

I stayed in sleepy mode as I silently enjoyed the sensation, but as my man continued to slowly lick and love on my precious button, the need to orgasm woke my brain up more and more. Small, whimpering little moans escaped my throat until I felt my clit start to swell with need. At that point, I was no longer able to keep myself closer to dreamland — that gentle licking and nibbling of my treasure box, coupled with the tickling sensation of his beard on my flesh, woke my brain all the way up and demanded that I focus on cumming.

And I did. I came all the fuck over his beard. I know that thick, luscious facial hair was drenched by the time my legs finally stopped shaking.

Now, think about it: had I been wearing panties, sure, he could have pulled them to the side, but that would have been one more step that might have woken me up sooner. Or if he had chosen to remove them from my body, I definitely would have been more awake when the feast on my cunt began. Now, where’s the fun in that? Everything about that middle-of-the-night buffet was sensual, slow, and soft, with the easy access making it all the more gentle and enjoyable. I love a good, hard, rough tongue fucking but that particular way to wake up was fucking amazing.

In summary…

Fuck panties. Well, no, fuck me, without the panties. They suck, they’re in the way, and I want a gentle clit worship with fewer distractions. Leave those panties in the drawer for a good roleplay, but keeping my pussy a little more available like the good little slut that I am is my way to live.

And damn, do I love to live that way.

[[Originally published on Medium]]