Novel & Cerita Smelling Panty

“Now.” I rose, his cock slipping out of me again, and moved to the desk. I bent over it with my palms flat against the polished wood and my skirt bunched around my waist. He removed my soaked panties, and I raised my legs so he could take them off. He brought it to my nose and asked me to smell it. I did, inhaling my womanly musky scent. “I freaking love the way you smell, baby. After this, when you wash out my cum, I'll eat your pussy.”

My classmates were gathered around my desk, laughing and holding their noses as if something smelled awful. “What’s going on?” I asked. The laughter died down immediately as everyone turned toward me. A few mumbled under their breath as they went back to their seats, some still giggling. Then I saw it, a pile of something on my desk. I walked closer, and my stomach dropped. It was a bunch of old, dirty panties. They smelled absolutely disgusting. There were about five pairs, and the stench was unbearable. I put my hands over my nose to stop myself from gagging. “Who the hell put this here? Who?” I demanded.

And I’m wondering if these descenting panties are going to be enough. And then another scent starts to fill the air. One that I know all too well. I mindlink Kaia, Please tell me that you have the special panties on. She looks at me and comprehension starts to dawn on her face. Fuck! she links to me. Through the mindlink, I say, You need to get out of here. Go to the house, get some panties. We can’t have your arousal scenting the apartment. That will be more than we can hold ourselves back from.

Infact, I'm only getting started. I reached for my panties and dragged it down. I made sure my breasts were jingling as I stepped out of it. I took the pants in my hand and crawl over to the bed and stopped just in front of him. I noticed the pre cum I had released on my pants. I took the pants over to my nose, and I smelled it. "Hmmm," I moaned with my eyes closed. "This smell great. You should try it too," I said, putting the fabric over his nose.

On a Sunday morning, as soon as my stepsister came out of the bathroom, I entered it. I closed the door and pulled morning wood out of my pant. I was urinating in full swing. It is so hard peeing with your hard-on. Suddenly, I saw Shanita's clothes on the side of the sink. There, Shanita had left her panty and bra and I could not stop myself and picked it up and there are few more of her different color panties lying there. It was so soft and I can still smell her body odor and it was kinda warm too. I think she just wore them out. My inner pervert was fully awake now and I started sniffing it her bra and panty at the same time.

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

He lifted her panties to smell them, making sure someone else's scent was not clinging to the fabric. He heard her snicker loudly and turned to look at her, the panties still held up in the air "So we're just being weird all out there now, not even hiding it." He smirked a little seeing the way her eyes danced "You smell fucking amazing. yeah I sniff your panties. and they make me hungry for you." He said lowly. Her mouth popped open a little involuntarily, but she quickly snapped it shut.

She was always complaining, slowing everyone down. Jack, on the other hand, seemed to have endless patience and indulgence for her. "Alright. Let's see what's so heavy." He stopped the group, knelt, and opened Dakota's backpack himself. In front of everyone, she carefully pulled out her precious belongings, as if presenting a prized collection. There was a full set of luxury travel-sized skincare, a nearly unused oversized power bank, chips in every flavor, jelly, sour belts… and a heavy jar of peanut butter.

I reply, "like, have you smelt and erm.. tasted your own?" Now she looks really embarrassed.. "Yes," she breathes "And..." I wait, am I really going to admit to this? "I sniff my arse" "What the fuck?" She says "doesn't that smell of shit?" "NO!" I exclaim probably too forcefully - and explain that expensive perfume used to be made of beaver arse glands "Noooo! So, what's it like? Arse?" I tell her, it's kind of musky, earthy She stands up, and I think she's so disgusted she's going to leave. But instead she snakes her hand down her shorts, at the back.

“Can you gold these for me?” I nod while I take the panties to my nose and inhale her delicious scent.