Sniff Pantys Novels & Stories

his face fell but I stepped away from him and was about to put on my shorts but I suddenly remembered he was still with my panties. My eyes trailed back to his and I saw a knowing smirk on his face. He dipped his hand into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out the black lacy panties. I watched him with wide eyes as he took them to his nose, his dark irises fixed on me. He sniffed the panties and growled, his eyes getting darker. "Mine," he muttered in a strong voice. "G-Giovanni," "Say my name again and I'll have you on your back with my cock so deep in you that you'll be struggling to breath,"

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 held it close to my face and was overcome by the smell that I knew from experience to be Marni's. Taking the panties in one hand and the cock in the other, I lay on my back with my eyes closed, drinking in all the sensations that were about to overwhelm me. The feel of the hard rubber, the size of the shaft, the texture of the thong, and of course, Marni's sweet smell. I almost passed out from the stimulation!

“Don’t worry Delia, I’m going to fuck you like the slut you are.’ With that I moved my hands towards her skimpy waistband holding up her white thong panties, and slipped a finger under each side. Gently I pulled down the skimpiest thong I had ever seen, just barely big enough to cover her pussy. I pulled off her panties and placed it to my nose, I sniffed it greedily. It smelled exquisite, a fishy, tangy and sweaty kind of smell all in one. Whatever it smelt like it smelt delicious and good enough to eat. I ran my tongue down the inside of her panties tasting the sticky contents, it tasted delicious a sweet and tangy taste, I licked at it greedily until her panties were clean. As my gaze tur

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.

She gasped as I effortlessly put her on my desk, shoving off anything that could stop her from sitting. Hastily, I bunched her dress around her waist and swiped my fingers swiftly on her panties. She moaned, leaning backward on the table. Smiling, I pulled off her panties and brought them close to my face. As I sniffed her panties, they smelled so good. "Who's being a bad boy now?" Lillian asked, giggling. She suddenly reached for her panties, grabbing them from me, tossing them on the desk. She held my face tightly and slammed her lips on mine.

“Mmm, you smell incredible. Like a sweet juicy peach ripe for picking.” The shock on my face intensifies. I gasp so loud. I'm more turned on now but even more annoyed and embarrassed. I fix my skirt and stretch my hand towards Liam, trying to snatch my panties from him. He holds them out of my reach. He sniffs them again, drawing in my scent longer this time, obviously trying to get under my skin. His smirk widens when he sees that it's working. “Give them back, Liam! That's disgusting!” “Is it?“ He sniffs my panties and pushes them against his nose. “I've forgotten how nice you smelled.”

I laid there with my legs open as he pulled down my panty. " Fuck,even your panty smell delicious," he hissed sniffing on my silk panty. Throwing it off , he grabs my thighs, spreading it open at his face. He sits on the chair and buries his face between my inner thighs. I can feel his warm, wet tongue moving around my clit, stimulating my sexual urges. I tightened my lips together to prevent myself from moaning like whore. He then sniffs my p*ssy like how male werewolves do to their mates.

he said, looking at a pair of pink, and a pair of blue panties. "These garments were worn today by your resident sluts, and your challenge is to use your sense of smell to determine who wore what. Which pair would you like to sniff first? Pink or blue?" "Pink." Essence held her pink panties under his nose, and he inhaled deeply. The exotic scent wafted into his nose, and a chill went up his spine... he'd always loved the intimate scent of a woman. This sample was pungent, with a strong, almost dominating scent.

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.