Sniffing Used Panties Novels & Stories

When she was done she walked out from the room, sobs escaping her lips. I relaxed in my seat with a sigh but sat back up the moment I caught sight of a red lace panties. I walked up to where she had dropped it and took the damp material in my hand. I walked back to my seat, raised Star's panties to my nose and inhaled her intoxicating sex scent gradually getting hard again.

JUNE With my brows raised, I crawled towards my panties, too stunned to make a sound. Brows knitted, I picked it up and turned the red material in my hand, only for a frown to mar my face when I saw a creamy smear on it. I slowly brought it to my nose and took a whiff before rubbing my thumb on it. I knew what it was from the first glance, but I was too stunned to give a name to it. In a daze, I sat on my bed, still clutching the underwear.

“You smell really good.” I swallowed hard and bit my lower lip as I rubbed on my head. “I’m just going to take this off, okay,” he said, looking at me as he slowly slid down my panties, removing them from my body. “That’s perfect. I can smell it all now.” He covered his face with my panties, sniffing them so hard as he rubbed his cock through his joggers. Looking back at me with a smirk on his face, he shoved my panties into my mouth and lifted my legs up, my knees resting on my chest.

My body tingled, my p*ssy became wetter as if it wasn’t already wet. He looked at my panties with a smug smile. “Oh so wet already, little thief?” He stared at the wet patch in my panties before he leaned closer to it and sniffed. “You smell so good. I want to bottle this scent up and-” “You want to bottle my cum?” “Yes. And I want to wear your scent and eat you for dinner and breakfast and lunch...” “Shit.... Don’t say things like that...” I moaned out as he pushed the panties inside his backpocket.

Trembling slightly, I stood up, yanked my dress up , my fingers gripped the band of my panties and I rolled it down my thighs, letting it pull beneath me. He stretched his hand, smirking. “Hand it over.” I bent lower, pick up the damp panties and handed it over to him. Oh… goddess… why would he want to sniff my panties today of all days? He saw the wet spot in the crotch area and laugh out loud. “Already so wet as usual, huh?” He placed the crotch area over his nose and sniffed it in. Then his eyes narrowed as he removed it and stared at me. I froze, my chest pounded loudly than a war drum… I swear, I think he found out.

Marie said, her eyes widening with delight and arousal. "I keep them next to my desk for a reason," he replied, bringing the panties to his nose and inhaling deeply. "Oh, I love how dirty you are," she whispered, watching transfixed as he rubbed the lace against her bare pussy, coating it with her fresh juices. He sniffed again, repeating the motion a couple of times, his eyes locked on hers. The intimate act made her clit throb harder. "Shit! you look so fucking sexy," he rasped, handing her the panties. "Put these on. I'm gonna pull those down just like that, rip them off and bury myself in you."

“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.”

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.

With our baby. I drink all the wine and then entered Ley's room. I spray her perfume to smell her. My foot automatically stepped closer to her wardrobe and there I saw her undies. I don't know if out of alcohol or out of loneliness, I smelled one of the panties. I could feel my body heating up because I thought it was Ley. The heat I feel now is different. I lowered the bottle and felt my stiffness. I took off my shorts and took another panty and wrapped it around my dick. As I sniffed the other one, I began to move up and down my hand.

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.