Panty Sniffing Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

I swear in my state if anyone came in and I were fully clothed, they would think I was sick. Now I've always loved a fuck that made me lose my breath, the one that made me so fucking tired, the one that would make me not walk properly. I never truly got it with my husband, and I always thought a man with a huge dick and high sex drive had to do that to you when all it took was a deodorant bottle and a cam girl. Yes, that's what she said she was called. “Fuck.” I placed my legs down as I felt air enter my pussy. I sat up and pulled down my pants and then the panties even though they both were wet; even the floor was wet. I've never squirted like that before.

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,

His voice was cold as ice and when he picked up my pantie from the floor, I froze, my face flushing red with embarrassment. "Give back that! What right do you have to touch my underwear!" I yelled, trying to reach for it but the motherfucker was taller. "Hmm….." he hummed, sliding his fingertips along the soaked fabric, "G-string? our dear nerdy wears sexy panties too? Hmm, interesting. But why is it so wet, who made you cum this much?" I twisted my face in pure disgust when he brought it close to his nose and took a long sniff. "Wow….such depraved scent…."

Despite trying to refrain, I ducked into her room, and my eyes flickered to her panties. I’m tempted to look to satisfy my curiosity about whether she and my dad had some things together. I touched her panties, and damn, they were damp. I lowered my head, sniffling in her scent just like how a wolf would sniff in scents when it's searching for something. Her scent hit me so hard that I felt my balls twitch and my dick swollen. I picked her pants up with my teeth, sniffling in her scent. Damn! I picked up her panties and dropped them onto my face, tilting my head backward while I imagined her cunt sitting pretty on my face.

he was talking dirty to me and I loved it My panties were already soaked " so what are you waiting for?" That was his cue as he placed me on his desk hiking my skirt and spreading my legs wide. He removed my panties and brought them to his nose "Mmmm, you smell divine," he said sniffing it " I'm going to keep this with me so I can sniff it whenever I'm missing you and I don't want you wearing panties when you are coming to work again," he said "Okay sir," I said with a smile

His mother certainly had big tits and a large round ass, but her baggy clothes that hid her curves definitely put him in mind of the BBW category, which he was not into. So, when he picked up the panties to look at them, the odor stronger now, he was surprised as he automatically pulled them to his face and inhaled, his pants growing tight as his cock hardened. The scent was magical, musky, and it lit his blood on fire. He expected maybe a pee smell, but it was nothing like that. When he sniffed the ass of the panties, he was again surprised to find not a hint of poo aroma, just something... earthier, but good. He pulled his cock out and jacked off into the toilet, the panties held to his fa

She gasped as I effortlessly put her on my desk, shoving off anything that could stop her from sitting. Hastily, I bunched her dress around her waist and swiped my fingers swiftly on her panties. She moaned, leaning backward on the table. Smiling, I pulled off her panties and brought them close to my face. As I sniffed her panties, they smelled so good. "Who's being a bad boy now?" Lillian asked, giggling. She suddenly reached for her panties, grabbing them from me, tossing them on the desk. She held my face tightly and slammed her lips on mine.

The close call only left us both hungrier. Later that same day it was the guest bathroom on the first floor. I had gone in to wash my hands after helping with the baby. Frank followed under the excuse of needing a towel. The second the door locked he bent me over the sink, yanked my panties down, and pushed into me from behind. The mirror showed everything—my flushed face, his hand on my hip, the wet slide of his cock. We could hear Aunt Ruth’s voice just outside talking to Mom about the ceremony programs. Frank clamped a hand over my mouth and fucked me harder, the risk turning every thrust sharper. I came first, shaking against the porcelain, and he followed with a low grunt he barely mana

When he added a third finger, stretching her, she came hard, thighs shaking, a sharp cry escaping her lips. But he didn't stop. He shed his pants, cock springing free—thick, veined, and rock hard. Emily's mouth watered. She sat up, taking him in her hand, stroking the hot length. Pre-cum beaded at the tip. She leaned forward and licked it off, then sucked him deep, bobbing her head while he groaned and tangled fingers in her hair. "Emily..." His hips thrust gently. She sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, until he pulled back with a wet pop. "I need to be inside you."

I kicked them off, leaving me in just my thin, soaked camisole and a pair of simple cotton panties. He let out a low whistle. “Look at that. Already soaked for me. You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” He reached out and hooked a finger into the crotch of my panties, pulling the fabric aside. The cool air hit my bare, wet folds, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips. He ran a single finger slowly up my slit, gathering my wetness on his fingertip. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.