Panty Sniffing Stories Novels & Stories

She finally had the voice to say, blinking back! “Man manipulated his way into your pants and he didn't do it in the most sinful devastating way possible! Tell me what you did, Nella. What did you do?” “So I took a step backward, slipped my panties down, and handed it to him…” “Bet his eyes were on you while you did so?” “Oh, you bet halfway sweetheart, 'cause man took that black panties to his nose, took a good sniff from it, and told me he would make good use of it!”

"W-What are you doing here? I've suffered enough already! What else do you want from me?" I picked up the phone and got to the point. "I burned your limited-edition hiking boots and discarded all your precious cosmetics. Oh, and another thing." I stared into her terrified eyes, enunciating my next words. "Jack told the court that you seduced him. Apparently, you did whatever it took to climb up, no matter the cost." Her face was drained of all color. I hung up with a quiet satisfaction and turned away. I knew that inside prison, the lives of these two would be equally entertaining, poisoned by suspicion and hatred toward each other.

They were all written in a poetic way with perfume references. ‘When you said I was your favorite scent, was that also a lie?’ ‘You said I reminded you of blooming lilies and daisies during spring . You said you found me intoxicatingly beautiful. You said a lot of things. You promised.’ This one was lengthier, but it also had no signature or initials. It felt like I was intruding on a private moment between old lovers. My cheeks instantly turn red at the thought. Did grandmother have an old lover? Were they letters from my grandfather?

I whisper, voice shaking a little. His fingers slide a little further under my shorts, rubbing my wetness through the thin material of my panties. I look down at the court where the guys are practicing. None of them are looking at us. Shane presses a little harder, rubbing faster, making me even more wet. "I'm going to show you who this pussy really belongs too." He whispers, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

She blew me a kiss. I could feel Victor’s cum slowly dripping from my ass, mixing with the piss still trickling down my legs. Every movement made a soft, obscene sound in my ruined panties. The scent of sex and urine clung to me. I was sure someone would notice, but I kept smiling, kept dancing when my aunt pulled me onto the floor, pretending nothing had just happened while my body throbbed and leaked down my thighs-I had to help myself with some wedding napkins to stop the flow. Under all the shame and disgust, a sick little spark of heat flared every time I felt the evidence of what he’d done,, or rather; what I’d let him do.

he said weakly. I kept going, wanting him to go deeper into the fantasy. “When I was in my first year at high school, we had this gorgeous PT teacher. We all wore those short sports tunics to the gym, and I know six of the girls deliberately wore really tiny panties. They pulled right up into their cracks… and two of them left their panties off completely. Because it was a chance to show off to that hunk of a teacher who used to lift us up to the beams by putting his hand under our tunics around our bums… and with a bit of luck his hand would slip somewhere else. We wanted that to happen.”

I asked, the pen held tightly in my shaky hands. “Now, you give me your panties.” What!? I blinked. “Here?” I stammered in disbelief. “Yes.” He nodded. Oh my God! This was just like in fifty shades of grey! Was I really living out my favorite movie!? I swallowed and slowly took my hands into my dress and pulled off my panties. I squeezed the damp lacy material in my hand and handed it to him. He took it and surprised me by taking it to his nose and— Oh my God! Did he just sniff my panties!?

Finding a red lace panty, I smirked in heat,"How pathetic I'm! I still have her panty which she left behind on our first night stand." And the next second before I could know, I was dry humping between the two pillows on the sofa while sniffing on Bella's panty. "Ah, I'm so nasty. I'm a creep, how could I get so horny just by sniffing her panty," I grunted and moaned in pleasure. The guilty pleasure which was so beautiful and sexy that I could keep masturbating for hours and hours. "Gosh, I'm going to die without her," I moaned as I increased my humping between the pillows. My eyes rolled in euphoric as if I was high on cocaine and dopamine.

They weren't see through or anything, but they certainly weren't the cotton briefs I would have expected. I pictured her wearing them and I felt my dick react. I brought them to my nose and smelled the crotch. I knew my sister was a cute girl, but a switch had just been flipped. I closed the bathroom door and closed my eyes as I slid my pants down a little and grabbed my dick. I stroked myself while sniffing Ava's panties. After only a minute I was about to explode, so I pulled the panties from my face and came inside the crotch. I tossed them in with the rest of it and started the machine.

He was in the middle of the room, looking for a purple top and and a clean pair of jeans. After minutes of searching in weird areas, he found the purple top and paid of jeans that was actually clean. Now, time to look for the underwears. He sighted a couple of them lying around the corner. He went over and picked one pantie up. He stared at it for a couple of seconds. He couldn't believe he was doing this... He closed his eyes and brought the pantie and sniffed it. "Oh my goodness!!", He let out in shock as he stopped himself from throwing up. He wasn't expecting the pantie to smell that way. That definitely wasn't clean.