Commando

going commando

You know, I should really get back to this, to going commando. It has been too long since I did it for the last time. And why? Because I am turning into an old woman. Where I absolutely love the feeling of going knickerless, I hate the feeling of sweat between my legs in summer, so I wear knickers and kind of thin cycling trousers to protect my thighs. Comfort before sexy. In winter I used to wear only my tights, no knickers, but I stopped doing this when I ‘thought’ I might be losing fluids. I didn’t, but just the thought of it made me feel so uncomfortable that I started wearing knickers again.

I should at least sometimes be adventurous enough to not wear my protective cycling pants or, since winter will soon be upon us again, have the confidence to go without knickers. I know, then I am wearing tights, but it still feels like I am going commando, because the tights really feels good against my cunt. It’s just so different from wearing knickers.

Being commanded to go commando is not really part of our D/s. Once Master T punished me by telling me I was not allowed to wear knickers, but since I like the feeling it wasn’t really a punishment. Oh and, I do have the standing order that I am not allowed to wear underwear on a Sunday but with all that is/was going on in our lives, I haven’t kept this up. I will get back to it, once things settle over here.
Coming to think of it, having said that, sometimes going commando IS part of our D/s, such as when we meet new people (http://rebelsnotes.com/2016/12/mister-silent-1/) and Master T tells me I am allowed to wear stockings, but no knickers.

What is it about going commando that I like?
Definitely the freedom. In a way, knickers is quite restricting. If there is one thing I hate, it is when the leg elastics of the knickers dig into my groin. When I feel that, I always want to take my knickers off. Immediately. I can’t always, but damn, how I would love to. Something else I like about it is that it feels like the world knows you’re not wearing knickers, but at the same time you know they don’t. Going commando on a summer’s day I am always afraid that the wind might blow my dress up and then sometimes I hope it does, because I want people to see. I bet I would die a thousand deaths if this really happens!

I now wonder, if I am to wear crotchless knickers or tights, would that count as going commando too? In my book it would and somehow, wearing anything crotchless makes me feel ten times more sexy and desirable than when I wear proper tights or knickers.

What I really, really like when I go commando is that Master T knows about it. And, when he knows about it, I want him to give ‘attention’ to it, whether it’s with a nod of his head in the direction of my crotch while we are between other people or to feel his hand on my ass or my leg in the same situation. No matter how much I like to go commando, it’s absolutely NO fun when Master T shows no interest in it.
And that might just be one of the reasons why I haven’t done it for so long – because neither my or Master T’s mind are/were able to handle the sexiness. Does that even make sense?

No matter what, we will get back to it. I love the feeling of going commando too much to never do it again!

going commando
Wondering who can see me from below as I look out over the town on the other side of the river…

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10 thoughts on “Commando

  1. I’m with you on the sweaty thighs. I love going commando but can only manage short bursts, my labia stick together and get sore and my thighs get sweaty which makes walking around so uncomfortable!

    • KinkyKrissy says:

      i never “saw the need” for crotchless undies, and had never thought about them.
      a couple years ago my husband bought me a couple pair for xmas. he always lets me open one gift on xmas eve, but he gets to pick the gift. much to my surprise it contained 2 crotchless thongs. i kinda slipped them under the cushion of the couch, but he kept hinting that i should go put a pair on….
      i snuck away quietly from the family gathering, and slipped them on under the black skirt i was wearing. i did feel kinda like a naughty lil elf, for the rest of the night. my husband really seemed to enjoy them when the gathering broke up, and we got around to continuing our tradition of sex under the tree on xmas eve.

  2. KinkyKissy says:

    i’d always worn bikini style undies, until a met my future husband almost 20 years ago… our very 1st meeting, and the 1st time we’d had sex, a pair of my brand new bikini’s got torn. next morning after breakfast he insisted on replacing them. we ended up a VS, i found a nice pair of lacy undies for replacement, but he had other ideas… he’d picked out several thongs, matching bras, and even a couple garter belts and stockings. i wasnt too keen on the idea of the thongs, but figured it’s not my money, i’ll give them a try…
    needless to say i liked them!! over the years they became smaller with less and less coverage, my “bikini line” kept getting narrower and narrower, pretty soon vanishing completely.
    he buys most of my clothes and intimates for me, ( i have a terrible sense of fashion, and what look good on me) my supply of thongs started to dwindle, one night i was getting dressd to go out for drinks/dinner he suggested i go commando! i reluctantly did, but wow what a feeling.. just him knowing i wasnt wearing anything under the mid thigh dress i was wearing made me horny and wet. INCREDIBLE sex ensued that night, and into the wee hours of the morning.
    it’s been several years since ive worn undies on a daily basis, i reserve my sexiest thongs for “special occasions” holidays, bdays, anniversaries, and just the occasional “date night”

  3. Great shot – it is definitely a “Free” feeling without knickers on, the breeze wafting up your skirt – great.
    I am sure you will get back into it real soon – if the weather is warm enough 😉

  4. Jo says:

    I’m also squarely in the ‘feeling comfortable is more important than being perceived as sexy camp’ – for me, being comfortable MAKES me feel sexy!

  5. Crotchless things are really hot and far better than pure commando. There is definitely carnal intent in crotchless items.

    And I totally get the attention part of it. Half of the fun for me as a top is on the rare occasion I have a partner go without panties is to keep reminding them of that fact.

  6. I think it’s more about comfort than age. I’m 66 and never went without panties before now (as of four years) and now I rarely wear them anymore. I discovered that I was more comfortable not having damp panties due to sweating (or otherwise) than when I wore them. When I did wear panties had started to wear pantyliners to deal with that dampness. I don’t have that problem anymore. Plus it saves money since I don’t have to buy the pantyliners and it saves on laundry time and expense.

    • Marie Rebelle says:

      I am curious to know how you do it when you sweat, like on a humid summer’s day. I sweat a lot and I hate the feeling of sweat on my thighs, rubbing together as I walk. I love going without knickers but somehow I just prefer the comfort of them at this moment… maybe I am focusing on the sweaty part too much…

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