Panty Sniffing Stories Novels & Stories

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

But the ache between my legs and the memories of Ethan’s eyes locked on mine while he fucked me so deep kept pulling me back. Before I knew it, I was in Ethan’s room, flash drive in hand. I plugged it in and searched for something new. The title Pretzel caught my eye. I clicked play. On screen, the girl lay on her back with one leg bent and the other extended straight. The guy straddled the extended leg, giving him a perfect angle for deep, grinding thrusts while staying close. It looked intimate and dirty at the same time. My hand slipped under my shorts as I watched. I was already wet again. I rubbed slow circles on my clit, imagining Ethan doing that position with me—his body pressed clos

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.

Her sweet chuckle conquered my eyes, it echoed in the four corners of my office. “I became wet by just listening to you earlier. I was so wet I could feel it drooling down my legs so I decided to give you my panty. Do you like it?” Clenching my jaw, I brought it on my nose and smelled it. Fucking so good. This is the panty she was wearing, meaning to say she doesn’t wear any underwear right now. Fucking whore. I grabbed her arms and pinned her against the wall. “Do you really want me to punish you, hmm?”

My touch sent tickling sensations around her body; I could now notice the rythmic movement of her waist as she yearned eagerly for me to reach her pant. "Mmm..." She moaned passionately with her waist wiggling yearningly as we kissed. I finally reached for her pant, rubbing my dumb in a circular motion as I smooched her pu*sy. "Mmm.. urrrhm... joshhh..." She moaned gaspingly into my mouth as I kept kissing her lips - her mouth was opened breathlessly in ecstasy; she could no longer return my kisses. I felt her body jerk in orgasm as I dipped my right palm into her pants - shifting it to the side.

“Please, Marlie.” She rolled me onto my back and sat up between my legs. Her fingers curled around the waistband of my panties, now stuck to my folds like a second skin. She tugged them down slowly, peeling the wet fabric off inch by inch. Her eyes locked with mine as the panties slid past my knees. She brought them to her nose, inhaled deep, and groaned. “Oh baby,” she murmured. “You smell like fuck. You smell like need.”