Smelling Panty Novels & Stories

I lean back in the armrest of the chair and parts my thighs apart. The crotch of my panties is so wet and dark. He press it close to his nose and sniff it. “Oh… damn, Lira,” he growls, squeezing the panties tightly. “Your arousal is driving me crazy.” He hand the panties to me and I sniff it in. The smell of my arousal is so seductive. I sniff it hard for a long time… and it is only until the scent is registered in my memories before I toss it away. Rylan grabs my breasts again, clasps them together and begins to suckle the both nipples together.

The day hadn't even started right. Maxwell soon nudged me and I saw the cappuccino cup in front of me. "Thanks. "Smile. I was going back to hand it to Stanley when I felt something wet my panties. Holy crap. No no no no no!!! I kept walking as if nothing had happened and put the cappuccino on his table. Pheromones, unlike our scent, can't be masked with a perfume or anything like that, so either way, if we smell it, we'll feel it.

Colt's POV Immediately I finished dressing up to head to the office, my gaze caught sight of the panties peeking out of my previous pants. My heart skipped as my nose wrinkled and I inhaled the air. One breath was enough to leave my head spinning. The scent instantly invaded my senses. In a blink, the panties had rested in my hand, slowly lifted to my nose. The more I inhaled, the more intoxicating the scent grew, scattering my thoughts and leaving my knees oddly fragile.

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.

"Not every Alpha gives in to instinct." Lucas lowered his gaze.That answer should have reassured him.Instead, it only made him more confused.After a brief silence, he spoke again. "He also said he could smell me." "That's expected." Lucas looked up. "But I couldn't smell anything." This time, the doctor became noticeably more attentive. "What do you mean?" "I smelled disinfectant... soap... and the rain outside." Lucas shook his head. "That's all." The doctor's expression gradually turned serious. "You couldn't detect his pheromones?"

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.

Absolutely nothing. My eyes focus on a small dresser beside a rolling rack that she seems to be using as a makeshift closet. I pull the top drawer open and notice an array of panties. Nothing too extravagant, mostly basic cotton in black, white, and nude. I take one of the black ones and place it on my face while inhaling. It regretfully doesn’t contain her scent, but it had been on her skin.

Still, seeing her this way… Makes me want to claim her even more. I started to grow tired of the fabric between our skin, and ripped her panties off her, causing her to whimper. Not out of fright, but more in anticipation. Upon feeling the wet fabric in my hand, getting a burst of Nex’s sweet smell radiating from her hole, I turned my attention to the panties still in my hand, soaked in her scent. I felt as though I was under some form of hypnosis, for I brought it close to my face, and practically buried my nose into it, taking in more of the scent in full. Like a drug, I felt myself going high as I continued to smell this delightful scent.

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?"

I began to pant, heavily, clenching onto my chest for palpitation; I was only able to get just a few. I adjusted my pant as I tried to put it on, I actually did but then I noticed I wore it the wrong way. I pulled it off again, twisted it rightly and I paused, staring at it like I just found something terrible. I did found something strange; slimming substance coated the fabric as I touched, pressured my fingers together, stretching it apart. I lifted it to my nose, it wasn't smelling bad at all. I had to wear it like that.