Embarrassing when you cum in your pants

Steamy Encounter

I'll share one. A very sexy Lit lady and I had become good friends. We chatted a lot. Shared every day stories and had a lot of online sex. LOTS. We seemed to be really into each other. Over the holidays I learned that when visiting family I was actually very close to her. So somewhat spontaneously we agreed to meet in a parking lot. We parked in a secluded area and I crawled in her car. She was more stunning in person. Lips so full and kissable, beautiful hair... love her well manicured fingers and hands. And her skin was so soft. We were like high school kids making out for the first time. We hardly stopped kissing during the 30-40 minutes we were together. I loved holding her amazing breasts and teasing her taught nipples... Then she unbuckled her jeans and guided my hand to her sweet pussy... It felt even more amazing than it had looked in pix and on cam. I was in fucking heaven and so damn hot and hard. Then she reached over and put her hands on my jeans and started rubbing my cock. After a short bit I put my hand on hers to stop her, whispering... "slow down.. I'm too excited. You'll make me cum."
She whispered back, "I WANT you to cum." And she rubbed my cock with even more intensity until i couldn't hold back. I came HARD and a lot. Then she scooted down in the seat so her pants were lower and I fingered her per her instructions until she came on my fingers... It was an amazing encounter. But there I was now with a sticky wet spot on the front of my jeans, about as big as a softball. We kissed good by. And then I had to go directly to another store to meet my wife for last minute shopping. Thankfully I had a long winter coat which I kept buttoned the whole time. I felt like i was blushing during the entire shopping trip but wife never seemed suspicious, at least not to me. Now it's a great memory for my masturbation sessions.

Any one else wish to share?
 
Oooops. Double post. I don't know why. I'll go with the latter.
 
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I've cum in my pants. . .and. . .um. . .panties.

I used to travel extensively for work attending seminars, conventions, and in-service training. Of course my favorites were those held in Las Vegas. When paying for my own room, I'd always get an upgraded suite and, when possible, would supplant my employers travel allowance to do the same when traveling on their dime.

I always packed a toy bag for these trips which included items for extreme anal play and masturbation. My suitcase and hanging bag always contained sexy lingerie for secret crossdressing. My kinky wife is very understanding and accommodating and always helped me pack.

I'd often attend the events, lectures, classes, conferences, trade shows, hospitality suites and banquets, wearing garters, hose, panties, camisoles, and sometimes a bra under my suit. (The irony, concealed lingerie....a badge, and a concealed gun?) Hiding all of that silk, satin, nylon and lace could be a challenge when using public restroom facilities but. . .then. . .that was part of the turn-on wasn't it?

Dressing like that, feeling the fabrics against my skin and just the taboo was such a turn on that by the time I got back to my hotel at the end of the day I was always horny as hell and primed for some release. It was almost like edging all day and my panties were always wet with precum.

On one occasion, thoroughly schnockered after dinner and drinks at a supplier's hospitality suite in Vegas, I came in my suit and panties on the cab ride to the hotel (without even touching my dick mind you). I was just sitting in the back of the cab, feeling the soft lingerie rubbing on my body and thinking about what I was going to do to myself once back in my room. . . when I felt that feeling of inevitability well up inside myself and. . .I CAME

While walking through the lobby and casino to my tower, and riding the elevator to my room with other guests, I was worried about the cum soaking through and I even wondered if they could smell it ( I was sure I could).

I've had other incidents, some of which involve having a butt plug in my rectum while driving on a long trip and others which involved a handjob or mutual masturbation with a girlfriend or my wife in public places. Then, of course, there was always some youthful dry humping which resulted in "creaming my jeans".
 
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Great idea...

I've cum in my pants. . .and. . .um. . .panties.

I used to travel extensively for work attending seminars, conventions, and in-service training. Of course my favorites were those held in Las Vegas. When paying for my own room, I'd always get an upgraded suite and, when possible, would supplant my employers travel allowance to do the same when traveling on their dime.

I always packed a toy bag for these trips which included items for extreme anal play and masturbation. My suitcase and hanging bag always contained sexy lingerie for secret crossdressing. My kinky wife is very understanding and accommodating and always helped me pack.

I'd often attend the events, lectures, classes, conferences, trade shows, hospitality suites and banquets, wearing garters, hose, panties, camisoles, and sometimes a bra under my suit. (The irony, concealed lingerie....a badge, and a concealed gun?) Hiding all of that silk, satin, nylon and lace could be a challenge when using public restroom facilities but. . .then. . .that was part of the turn-on wasn't it?

Dressing like that, feeling the fabrics against my skin and just the taboo was such a turn on that by the time I got back to my hotel at the end of the day I was always horny as hell and primed for some release. It was almost like edging all day and my panties were always wet with precum.

On one occasion, thoroughly schnockered after dinner and drinks at a supplier's hospitality suite in Vegas, I came in my suit and panties on the cab ride to the hotel (without even touching my dick mind you). I was just sitting in the back of the cab, feeling the soft lingerie rubbing on my body and thinking about what I was going to do to myself once back in my room. . . when I felt that feeling of inevitability well up inside myself. . .and I came.

While walking through the lobby and casino to my tower, and riding the elevator to my room with other guests, I was worried about the cum soaking through and I even wondered if they could smell it ( I was sure I could).

I've had other incidents, some of which involve having a butt plug in my rectum while driving on a long trip and others which involved a handjob or mutual masturbation with a girlfriend in public places. Then, of course, there was always some youthful dry humping.

I have a cute date tonite. I am gonna be the girl. But in public we are buddies. I am gonna try to get him hard at the restaurant and see if he will cum, lol. He knows I am gonna suck and fuck him silly later on tonite!!!!
 
I've cum in my pants. . .and. . .um. . .panties.

I used to travel extensively for work attending seminars, conventions, and in-service training. Of course my favorites were those held in Las Vegas. When paying for my own room, I'd always get an upgraded suite and, when possible, would supplant my employers travel allowance to do the same when traveling on their dime.

I always packed a toy bag for these trips which included items for extreme anal play and masturbation. My suitcase and hanging bag always contained sexy lingerie for secret crossdressing. My kinky wife is very understanding and accommodating and always helped me pack.

I'd often attend the events, lectures, classes, conferences, trade shows, hospitality suites and banquets, wearing garters, hose, panties, camisoles, and sometimes a bra under my suit. (The irony, concealed lingerie....a badge, and a concealed gun?) Hiding all of that silk, satin, nylon and lace could be a challenge when using public restroom facilities but. . .then. . .that was part of the turn-on wasn't it?

Dressing like that, feeling the fabrics against my skin and just the taboo was such a turn on that by the time I got back to my hotel at the end of the day I was always horny as hell and primed for some release. It was almost like edging all day and my panties were always wet with precum.

On one occasion, thoroughly schnockered after dinner and drinks at a supplier's hospitality suite in Vegas, I came in my suit and panties on the cab ride to the hotel (without even touching my dick mind you). I was just sitting in the back of the cab, feeling the soft lingerie rubbing on my body and thinking about what I was going to do to myself once back in my room. . . when I felt that feeling of inevitability well up inside myself. . .and I came.

While walking through the lobby and casino to my tower, and riding the elevator to my room with other guests, I was worried about the cum soaking through and I even wondered if they could smell it ( I was sure I could).

I've had other incidents, some of which involve having a butt plug in my rectum while driving on a long trip and others which involved a handjob or mutual masturbation with a girlfriend in public places. Then, of course, there was always some youthful dry humping.

Very hot!! And I love what you do when traveling. I plan to do the same (wear lingerie under my work clothes) on my next trip in a few weeks. :)
 
Very hot!! And I love what you do when traveling. I plan to do the same (wear lingerie under my work clothes) on my next trip in a few weeks. :)

Have fun. It doesn't have to be work either. We're both retired now and I'll often still do the same when we're traveling out town. I'm sometimes ready to explode when we're standing at the desk checking into our hotel. We've been married twenty years (after failed marriages for both of us) and I was wearing lingerie under my clothes when we checked into the hotel on our honeymoon (also in Vegas). I'm working on a true Literotica story about that. (Unfortunately I'm working on three stories at once and need to focus and get just one done first. You know, it's an adult ADHD thing.)

Traveling in the motorhome adds another dimension entirely. Sometimes I won't even hide the fact that I'm wearing lingerie while piloting the coach down the road and we don't have to wait since we're already in our own "hotel". Ahh the stories I could, and hopefully will, eventually tell.
 
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Have fun. It doesn't have to be work either. We're both retired now and I'll often still do the same when we're traveling out town. I'm sometimes ready to explode when we're standing at the desk checking into our hotel. We've been married twenty years (after failed marriages for both of us) and I was wearing lingerie under my clothes when we checked into the hotel on our honeymoon (also in Vegas). I'm working on a true Literotica story about that. (Unfortunately I'm working on three stories at once and need to focus and get just one done first. You know, it's an adult ADHD thing.)

Traveling in the motorhome adds another dimension entirely. Sometimes I won't even hide the fact that I'm wearing lingerie while piloting the coach down the road and we don't have to wait since we're already in our own "hotel". Ahh the stories I could, and hopefully will, eventually tell.

Right you are!! I do wear them when I can. And I love your story about driving in just lingerie. A few years back I had a long drive by myself, as soon as I was clear of the city I pulled off my shorts and drove the next 100+ miles in a very loose pair of silk boxers with cock hanging out & hard most of the distance. I was slowly stroking as the miles rolled by. I did cum eventually but there were no pants. ;)

And several years back on a long drive in CA I rubbed my self until I squirted in my jeans. That was the first of many masturbation sessions while driving. I still do it when I can.

The stories you are working on sound great. Let us know when you post! :)
 
I've cum in my pants (and panties) often, but I have never been embarrassed about it, even if a wet spot shows through. I display it with pride!
 
I came in my pants more than a few times while I was being aggressively throat fucked by my best friend Larry.
 
I had a gf that would often make me cum in my jeans before leaving at the end of the night when I dropped her off back at her place. We were in our early 20s and it was just something she loved doing.
 
Woman's perspective here, but I love having that effect on Daddy. He has stamina, so it's a huge compliment for me that I got him so fucking aroused that he couldn't contain it any longer. :D It's happened a few times.

Now if he always came in his pants instead of on or in me I'd be upset, but occasionally is hot to me. ;)
 
I don't have a story, sorry, just wanted to say I like this fetish. :heart: One of the few fetishes I enjoy looking at still images of, rather than my usual preference for full stories.
 
U know I love a challenge....

I will take Daddy downtown this weekend, (in guy mode), see if I can get the boy to leak a bit, LOL.
 
Woman's perspective here, but I love having that effect on Daddy. He has stamina, so it's a huge compliment for me that I got him so fucking aroused that he couldn't contain it any longer. :D It's happened a few times.

Now if he always came in his pants instead of on or in me I'd be upset, but occasionally is hot to me. ;)
You know you love it when I cum in my pants because of something you said or did;) and you know you would lick the cum from my underwear any day of the week kitten:)
 
It was...an accident.
I hadn't orgasmed for over two weeks. I'd vowed to give up masturbating for that whole period of time. The sexual fantasies became more and more intense the longer I saved it up. So, I went to a strip club, and thought I would get a private dance from a girl there. Maybe not the best idea in my state of mind. She climbed on my lap and rode me, in her bikini and hot, sexy tan athletic body, just riding me fully clothed until I could not hold it in any longer and I orgasmed right in my pants. I was honestly embarrassed, both for myself and I felt bad for her ,because like, eeew, that was kind of gross. I was at least wearing long underwear and boxers under my jeans- it was the middle of winter, so I suppose it could have been worse.
 
As a teenager I enjoyed a lot of good frottage moments.

I dated a girl called F and she lived in Illinois. I used to visit her house all through the Summer. I was her first BF so she learned to kiss and make out with me. She was busty for her age and always wore a silky white bra beneath her pink polo shirt. For months I longed to undress her and see her in her underwear.

She had a big bedroom and big double bed. Her parents were often out until late afternoon. We would make out for hours. We be wrapped around each other all day long. I'd be rock hard for hours and hours. I'd be pressing against her and she would be humping against my erection.

One day I just couldn't take it any more. I pushed my hand up the back of her shirt. I touched her shiny white bra strap and clasp then reached my hand around.
Our kissing got more intense. With my right hand I cupped her left breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. She opened her legs wider a little.

At that glorious moment, I came hard in my jeans. She must have felt my cock twitch and spurt. It was incredible and I've never forgotten it.

Great story. Reminds me of a few early dating experiences.
 
I think I was the Queen of making the boys cum in thir pants at one time.

Sometimes it would be a group activity--all of them and me.
 
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