Novel & Cerita Smell Panties

“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.”

Just outside of Mr. Hill’s luxurious penthouse, Mr. Hill and Lizzie stood staring at each other and saying nothing but smiling at each other. In gratitude Lizzie surprised Mr. Hill and held up her pair of dirty panties and Mr. Hill blushed heavily. She held the panties up to Mr. Hill’s nose. "It's not that bad" she said. "Can I smell it again?" Mr. Hill asked. "I want to." Mr. Hill added as he reached out and grabbed her, pulled her to him and pressed his face into the wet fabric.

Suddenly, Paula pushed on his hands with his fingers still wrapped around her panty's waistband, and said, "Okay! I don't think these are going to hold any more pussy juice; get them off me so you can eat my cunt for real!" He straightened up on his knees and she brought her legs together so he could thread the soaked panties off them. Before tossing them onto his dresser, he held them to his nose and inhaled deeply. Paula smiled at him and said, "That aroma is going to be even better in a day or two. And I hope you get a raging hard-on and beat off every time you smell them." He smiled back, and said, "Oh, you can count on that!" She spread her legs again, and said, "Now, where were we?"

she murmurs beneath me, teasing as I finish securing her hands. I smirk, face-to-face with her again, my eyes drinking in her every reaction. "No," I murmur, my fingers closing around the soft fabric of her panties that I found. Her eyes widen the moment she sees them in my hand. "Caden..." she gasps with a tinge of shock and anticipation in her voice. The clean pink panties were cute... I press it to my face, inhaling. The scent hits me, and I feel her gaze burning into mine as I close my eyes. God, it smells even better than I imagined.

She put the panties up to her nose and took in a deep breath, filling her nostrils with the heady scent of Elena's womanhood. Marie loved that smell, granted she liked the smell of most women, but Elena's was slightly sweeter than most. Less sharp than most, and it had a deeper musk that sent chills down Marie's spine and left a very warm glow in her own center. She could feel herself growing damp just from that first sniff. Oh, why do I do this to myself? She took one more deep breath of Elena's panties, shuddered with a mini-orgasm, and then threw them into the washer.

I'm a good actress. His grin flashes again. He steps back and opens the door so I precede him. I do my best to not breathe as I scrape past him. Oh God, his spell. No, I do not like man smell and ham. I do not like them Lydia I am. The litany in my head actually calms me somewhat and I'm throwing these panties away as soon as I'm home. My pussy is betraying me and the panties will take the blame.

She was soaked through her panties. I tore her panties off her ass and brought it to my nose. I turned her head so she could face me and sniffed her panties. My brain went fuzzy from her scent as it overwhelmed every part of me. Her scent tasted so exhilarating and it made my heart pump fast. I threw the panties away and turned her towards the table. I pushed her face down on it and raised her dress, exposing her soft round ass. I smacked it hard and a sudden, sharp whimper of pain escaped her throat.

It was another pair of panties. These ones were dark purple. As I examined them, I realized they were damp in the middle. Freshly damp. Was it our conversation that had turned her on enough to cream her panties? Completely unable to resist the sudden urge that came over me, I turned them inside out and then lifted them to my face. I could smell my daughter's musk, and it drove me wild. Then, I slowly ran my tongue along the crotch, tasting the juice she had deposited on the fabric.

Moving lower he traced his fingers to the lining of my panties, making my belly tingle and shiver with the touch. Lowering my panties, making me naked as the day I was born, he started inhaling me, running his nose to the inside of my thighs. "Fuck! You smell so good, Iris. ..." he groaned inhaling more of me, making me Pant as if I had just run a marathon, I don't know there is this knot forming in my stomach which I want to get relieved of "I can't wait anymore. I need to taste you or your scent will make me crazy. " he said with a strain in his voice. His voice an octave lower making my insides churn with a good tingling feeling.

I mutter to Sadie who’s still looking at me like I’m committing the world’s biggest crime. Leaning closer, I catch a whiff of cologne from the bedsheets and let out a soft moan, shocking the hell out of myself. Damn, that smells amazing! My pussy reacts to the manly scent, clenching and soaking my panties as I let out a mortified laugh. “I can’t believe I just got wet smelling some old dude’s cologne,” I say to the empty room, already backing out before anything else happens. I’m going to have to face this old guy later with my guilty, wet panties. Gross!