Sniff Pantys Novels & Stories

He didn’t look fazed, his hooded eyes meeting mine as his hand slid beneath my skirt and shifted my panties to the side. My lips parted slightly as his fingers traced over my entrance, sending a jolt of anticipation through me. He'd only placed his hands on the desk, and somehow it had happened again. He was the tech master. I shouldn’t be surprised. “You’re not wet,” he observed, his voice so casual it almost made me want to hit him. Before I could respond, he dragged my panties down. “We’ve got fifteen minutes to fix that,” he added, slipping my panties into his nose and sniffing like it was the most perfume in the world. I sighed, already dreading the argument I’d have to endure to get th

Without further hesitation, Drystan reached for her pant pulling it away like a professional. Rosealba quivered as his finger grazed her skin in the act. Drystan moved her pants to his nose, sniffing her intoxicating scent and closing his eyes slightly to savor the scent of her arousal. Rosealba's inner tightened and the butterfly in her belle scattered in different dimensions, jubilating at the unholy sight of him. Hot images from the library explored her memories and she shuddered at the impact of the remembrance. A mixed feeling of confusion and excitement stepped in— confusion because she had not seen anyone sniff panties and excitement because her entire body blazed at this very act unh

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,