Novel & Cerita Panty Sniffing Stories

My head remained on the locker with my hands clutching my clothes tightly. The voices around me were louder and people hadn’t finished laughing, this was fun, so much fun for them. I felt helpless as a hot open debate began on the next row. A debate loud enough for me to hear. People debating what size my panties were and others speculating that I was bright to have poked holes there to breathe. ‘‘Have you noticed that she rarely smells since Vince taught her how to bathe and poke holes in her pants to breathe,’’ a voice said as thunderous laughter followed.

He immediately grabbed my breasts and played with them, giving each one a little tease before sucking on them. “Arrggg, please…” I moaned breathlessly. “Tell me what you want and how you want it.” He ordered, his voice low and thick with need. “I want you to fuck me, I want you inside me, enough with the tease.” I pleaded, my body wanting more of him. His hand left my breasts and slid into my panties, his middle finger playing with my clit. “Let's take this off, shall we?” He whispered, using his teeth to take off my panties then he did the last thing I expected any man to ever do with me, he sniffed my panties.

I gather my books with trembling hands and stand up. Britney's already walking away, her friends trailing behind her like ducklings. The hallway noise starts again. Conversations. Locker doors. Footsteps. Everyone moves on because this isn't new. This is just what happens to the girl with no scent. I make it three steps before I have to stop. I press my back against the wall and close my eyes. My knees throb. My chest is too tight. I count to ten the way my mom taught me. Breathe in. Breathe out. Wait for the shaking to stop.

Regina let out a cry as she dug her fingers into his clothes when his fingers pressed up against the crotch of her panties. “Your poor panties are drenched. Should I take them off for you?” Florian suggested before he chuckled in satisfaction to find that she was already so wet. Without waiting for her response, he began moving his fingers to expertly tease and stroke her pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear. The thin fabric covering her love hole was drenched through with her love juices as the smell of her heat filled the air around them. Florian let out a soft groan as the intense smell of her arousal turned him on. His cock was already hard in his pants, and he couldn’t wait to

She said and her eyes got widen when she saw him opening a drawer where she keeps her innerwear. " What are you finding there?" She walked to him and found him looking at her panties with full concentration. " Ivan, what the hell are you doing?" She tried to shut the drawer but he held it tightly. " I need something of yours," He said and her cheeks got red. " Then will you carry my panties?" She asked in disbelief and he nodded his head. " Yes," saying that he took her one red panty. " No," Her eyes widened when she found him sniffing her panty.

And he sounded genuine. Scrunching my nose as I stared at the panties in my hand, I asked, "You couldn't tell how soiled they were?" Pulling them toward my face, I inhaled. They had a distinctly pungent odor. It wasn't unpleasant, though. But still. Then I said casually, "I masturbated with these on this morning." I'm not even sure why I said it, but since my brother and I were so close, I assumed the admission wouldn't horrify him.

My dick seems the same as always at least. I find a pair of panties toward the bottom. Heather-gray-colored Calvin Kleins. A standard hipster low-rise style, elastic band at the top. Meant to be comfy, but damn are they sexy. A bit bigger than I expected. She’s a thinner woman, but these held some thickness. I look inside, the crotch. God damn, there’s a bit of a stain. Nothing too gross, just the slightest streak of residue. Discharge, dried pussy juice. Ok a bit gross, but not to me. I stuff my nose straight in, inhaling deeply. This is what my boss’s cunt smells like. These panties spent a whole day stuffed inside her warm pants, clinging tightly against her pussy. It smells strong, but s

She wrinkled her nose in distaste and stepped away from me. I raised my hand to my nose and sniffed it. My nose twitched like that of a bunny–they were actually smelling funny and I had been using them to eat pizza. I almost gagged at the image of this. "What have you been doing, anal fetish?" She smirked and I shook my head. "You cannot live a day without saying trash." I sat down, still sniffing my fingers. "Oh, I remember using this finger to scratch my butt before you came."

she begged as she left her boyfriend and clung to me But wait a second, who would steal a panty on this cruise ship? We’re all adults and that stuff is what teenagers do. Although I admit, it would be fun but I wouldn’t do such a thing now, I’m way past that stage you know what I mean? And this is just hilarious, like, where were you when someone snuck into your room and stole your panties? Is this a joke or something? Are you sure Jerry didn’t do it? Na, Jerry wouldn’t do that shit but then again, it could be one of your fellow bishes who just hate you so damn much they’d take this kind of stuff from you

I breathed, my chest heaving, hands clutching his curly head of hair. His mouth moved away from nipples, journeying further down along my torso, pausing when he got to my pelvic. His breath warmed my clits, making it pinch tight, “your pussy smells nice, Firefly,” he lowered his nose to my soft wet fold, sniffing like it was some kind of fetish of his. Others would have found it weird. Maybe I did, but it didn’t cancel the fact that it also roused me even more. His nose near my pussy, sniffing and inhaling.