Panty Sniffing Stories Novels & Stories

I saw her hardened nipples were I heard a sharp inhale from her. I felt a load of my precum passing out. Holding her waist with both my hands, I slid them along with my body downwards, holding her fat ass. Of course, I squeezed on them. And I was face to face with her pussy with just the flimsy material of her panties standing in the way of my mouth connecting with her warm hole. Bringing my lips closer, I took a huge sniff off her were it got her jerking, and almost stepping away if I wasn’t holding her.

Annabelle took the panties, held them to her nose and breathed in deeply, "She smells better than I had imagined, quite fragrant." "Do you want mine as well?" "Yes please," she held her mother's panties to her nose and pushed the clients panties up between her legs and pressed them against her pussy, "tell me mother, tell me what happened," Fiona slid along the settee, sat close to her daughter, and stroked her the top of her shin. She spoke slowly, deliberately and seductively as she told her tale.

Hearts raced and souls sighed. He was badly drawn by those eyes. Giving in to his urges, he crawled over her like a predator mesmerized by his prey and grazed his lips along her jaw. Angela felt heat pooling between her legs. Nick presse a soft kiss to her lips and gripped her soaking panties. Holding her gaze, he leaned away and ripped her panties down her legs. A blush crept up her cheeks feeling wind teasing her sensitive bud which now lay bare for him. The corner of his lips lifted into a ghost of smirk at her reaction. A wicked glint in is eyes as he brought her damped panties to his nose and sniffed it. Her cheeks caught fire when he kissed her panties all the hwile staring at her. Doi

Giving it a small squeeze before grabbing her panties and opening the camera on my phone to record. “Your pussy smells like heaven, pretty,” I said, groaning when her scent wafted in my nose. I pressed her panties against my nose making sure the camera was angled my way. My head burned with the memories of her plush thighs trembling on my shoulder as I ate her out and my cock throbbed with need. Beads of glistening pre-cum leaked on my abs when I pulled out my tongue, and I licked her panties, wishing I could taste her again.

she whispered, her face turning slightly red. "It worked," I replied with a chuckle. "Yeah, that it did," she said, a strange look coming over her face as she turned and headed for her room. After rinsing out the cups and putting them into the dishwasher I went to my room to change but decided my pajama bottoms were too comfortable and left them on. I did put on a t-shirt. It wasn't long before mom opened my door and told me she was headed to work and reminded me to do her laundry once more. I told her to have a good day then waited for a few minutes and went into her room to get the hamper. As I carried it to the laundry room I noticed there wasn't much in it, mainly bras and panties with a

, At first, I felt a little shy about his words but then I was going to do that sooner or later because of the uncontrollable burning sensation inside my body. I did what I was told and quickly threw my panty away from me. The sex of sex escaped from my body as my drenched panty got away from me. "Perfect. Now lay down on the seat comfortably and relax your body as much as you can.", I followed his words and saw Alex picking up the panty which I had thrown away a few seconds before. Not only that he also smelled it. "Oh God!", My back arched at the sight, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than for Alex to fill me.

My legs wobbled as I didn't object; rather, my pussy tingled in anticipation as he watched me raise my gown, and take off my underwear slowly down my legs before holding it up for him to see a wet patch on it. He groaned, his cock raising and obviously begging to be freed from his trousers. I smirked and did something daring. I tossed my panties to him and he caught it with a sly grin. "Naughty Aria." He whispered, his huge, manly voice echoing in the surrounding, sounding so sexy and sending shivers down my spine. He brought my panties to his face, placing them on his nose and sniffed them. I felt myself getting wetter, almost dripping as he brought out his tongue, and licked the wet patch

My eyes widen and she continues, “I don't think there's ever a night he goes to bed without a woman or two. And I've never seen him bring the same woman home twice.” I cringe at the revelation. But Nancy doesn't seem to notice. “You know what we call him around here?” She looks around and whispers to me, “The panty ripper.” “What?” “That's right! I think he has a kink for ripping panties off his conquests. He's quite notorious for it. It's like his signature move or something. I've lost count of the number of torn panties I've had to throw away.”

He removed his hand from his back pocket and raised his hand in the air and dangling in front of his face was my panty. “I have you everywhere with me. Your cum is still on here and damn, it smells intoxicating” he sniffed my pants right there and my mouth we nt wide open. Woah! "You are crazy.” “Yeah, crazy for you. Crazy for your body!”

Those sea-blue eyes stayed glued to my face, watching every move. I hooked my fingers into her lace tights—felt like a second skin clinging to her—and tugged them down. Next came her black cotton panties, soaked through with a dark circle of wetness that told me everything I needed to know. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deep—her scent was intoxicating, musky and sweet, like forbidden fruit. I shoved them into my pocket. "I think I need to get you some new panties," I groaned, the words coming out thick.