Straight Male / 31
Housemates Knickers!
I have always enjoyed the smell of a woman's vagina. It is one of the most erotic smells (and tastes) and is a big thing for me personally during sex. However this fetish took itself to new places when I started angering a house with a female friend. This is my story.
After living together for 3 months me and my friend (let's call her "Sarah") were now getting use each other's routines and habits. One day when she was running late for work she asked if I could take her washing out and hang I up to dry. I said it was no problem and I would see her in the evening. It was my day off and I was very lazy in doing my share of the chores. About an hour before she was due home I remembered that her washing still needed to be dried. I quickly ran downstairs and opened the washing machine. Howevere she had forgot to put it on the night before and we're still dirty.Amongst the washing I saw a white laces thong.
At first I thought: " this is wrong she is your friend" but I couldn't resist. I picked them up and sniffed them... I was instantly hard. The smell was amazing. It was perfect. The guzzler was still a bit wet as well. I almost came in my pants! I needed to masturbate. I took them upstairs into my room and released my cock from its Denim prison. I laid on the bed with thong over my head, inhaling the magnificent aroma. I came within seconds. I have never cum like that before. It covered the bed, my stomach and chest. Afterwards I felt guilty but also aroused in a way I didn't think possible. I quickly went downstairs and put the washing on and tried to forget about it.
I couldn't. It had blown mind as well as my load. It now became an irresistible fetish any free moment I could I would sneak into her laundry and take a pair. I started to feel differently towards her. She had always been my friend and will always be. She was a very pretty girl but always, until now at least, a friend.
A few months of this passed. Me sneaking around masturbating to the scent of her worn knickers and thongs. One day, again while she was at work, I found a pair that were more pungent than the ones before. The smell of pussy was musky, strong but not unpleasant. My cock was already hard before I had finished inhaling. I suspected that the change in smell maybe due to the night before, where we were watching a particularly raunchy film. With a lot of full frontal nudity and hardcore sex scenes. I had to cum.
I went to my room and was going to treat myself to porn as well as the well fragranted knickers. I put on my head phones and put knickers over my face and began to stroke slowly and softly. The porn had gotten more and more fetish related as I begun this new mastication ritual. Now I was on to public peeing videos. Voyeur videos of drunk girls pissing before, after and even during sex. I was getting close to cumming and cumming hard but decided to edge it out for longer, for a more intense orgasm. The smell of her pussy and the porn were becoming too much. Then everything went quiet and my laptop switched off. The battery had gone (schoolboy error). I sat up and look to the wall behind where it was plugged in. However my eyes were me by the shocked and stunned eyes of Sarah!
Fear and the situation gripped me. Suddenly instead of pussy, piss and cloth. I smelt nothing. Instead urinating girls it was a furious and disgusted friend looking at me with daggers for eyes. For what felt like a lifetime neither of us spoke. Somebody had to say something. Finally she said "what the fuck are you doing" she didn't shout but the anger was plain to see. This was it after 5 years of friendship I had ruined it with what was quickly dawning on me as extremely perverted fetish. The guilt and shame of what I had been caught doing, hit me like a train. I was both deverstated and humiliated in one go.
I asked her "if she would hear me out" I don't why I said this but something just took over me. I thought that this was too far but, she releuctantly decided to listen to what I had to say. I thought it was best to her the truth and be honest. Why not? After all, within a few hours it would have spread like wild fire of what I had done. I would be chased out of town by the people I knew. I started from the beginning, very slowly telling about the fetish, porn and my "reasoning".
Afterwards there was silence. She had sat there at the other end of the room silently absorbing this new and perverts information. Afterwards I became aware that I was semi naked and that my cock was still on show. It struck me that she hadn't asked me to cover up or that she asked for her thong back. I think she saw the same realisation and said "You've have done an unforgivable thing..." my heart sank. "But I can understand why you did it.." she said. At first I thought it was a joke or something. "What" I said. But she looked at me and smiled in the cute way she had always done. She reached over picked up her thing and sniffed it. She pulled away and said "you actually like this smell?" I stammered the words "uh-huh". She laughed and chucked them at me.
My cock twitched and my heart raced. My mind was trying to take in the situation. She gently pushed me back down on the bed. She lifted her skirt and revealed the same white thong that I sniffed for the first time months ago. My cock was flexing and covered in precum. As she pulled them to one side she exposed the moist and sticky pussy underneath. She was a slender girl but had a meaty labia and lips. I know then that this was the reason for the pungent aroma in her knickers. She slipped her finger inside and pulled it out slowly. Her finger was covered in a clear slimy residue that continued to drool out after it. The smell was overpowering, she took my cock and gently rubbed her pussy over my helmet. I couldn't speak. I could barely breathe. She manouvered herself into a more comfortable position and began to ride.
We both caught up in the moment. I grabbed her arse cheeks and lifted her of the bed. I slammed her into the bedroom wall and she began to ride and squirm on the end of my dick. The smell rising from her c**t was better than anything I have ever experienced. I was close to cumming and wanted to cum inside her. Sensing this she slowed down and whispered not yet. I though she was going to make me endure a wicked and delightful game of edging. But know she just wanted to cum first. She grabbed my hand and placed around her arse cheeks. I started to lift her vigorously up and down my shaft.
The sound of her squelching c**t was getting louder and louder. I New she was close as she had tightened up. I stuck my finger into her arse and with a couple more thrusts brought to orgasm. She bucked and whimpered to begin with before wildly shuddering and then she came in earnest. I thought she was urinating but after my initial wonder realised that she was squirting. A clear liquid slightly thicker than pee dribbled and then soaked my cock and body. The smell of her c**t and sex had intensified. She slumped down pulled out and started stroking. She looked up and opened her mouth. I came instantly. I never knew that my balls could hold so much cum. I unleashed a torrent of cum all over her. Each stroke was nirvana as I went back and fourth. We were both exhausted.
It seemed like a few days had past or was it seconds. We both came back round after the exquisite ecstasy we had just experienced started to dissipate. We looked at each other and giggled at what had just happened. To which she said "well that's never happened before" it was the perfect reaponse.
Two years later...
I continue to sniff her knickers and we continue to have the most erotic, fetish quenching sex as we did that day. But now in an official capacity as a couple. We have even begun to put videos on the internet. Allowing to explore new fetishes that are pushing us further into the sexual paradise.
I have always enjoyed the smell of a woman's vagina. It is one of the most erotic smells (and tastes) and is a big thing for me personally during sex. However this fetish took itself to new places when I started angering a house with a female friend. This is my story.
After living together for 3 months me and my friend (let's call her "Sarah") were now getting use each other's routines and habits. One day when she was running late for work she asked if I could take her washing out and hang I up to dry. I said it was no problem and I would see her in the evening. It was my day off and I was very lazy in doing my share of the chores. About an hour before she was due home I remembered that her washing still needed to be dried. I quickly ran downstairs and opened the washing machine. Howevere she had forgot to put it on the night before and we're still dirty.Amongst the washing I saw a white laces thong.
At first I thought: " this is wrong she is your friend" but I couldn't resist. I picked them up and sniffed them... I was instantly hard. The smell was amazing. It was perfect. The guzzler was still a bit wet as well. I almost came in my pants! I needed to masturbate. I took them upstairs into my room and released my cock from its Denim prison. I laid on the bed with thong over my head, inhaling the magnificent aroma. I came within seconds. I have never cum like that before. It covered the bed, my stomach and chest. Afterwards I felt guilty but also aroused in a way I didn't think possible. I quickly went downstairs and put the washing on and tried to forget about it.
I couldn't. It had blown mind as well as my load. It now became an irresistible fetish any free moment I could I would sneak into her laundry and take a pair. I started to feel differently towards her. She had always been my friend and will always be. She was a very pretty girl but always, until now at least, a friend.
A few months of this passed. Me sneaking around masturbating to the scent of her worn knickers and thongs. One day, again while she was at work, I found a pair that were more pungent than the ones before. The smell of pussy was musky, strong but not unpleasant. My cock was already hard before I had finished inhaling. I suspected that the change in smell maybe due to the night before, where we were watching a particularly raunchy film. With a lot of full frontal nudity and hardcore sex scenes. I had to cum.
I went to my room and was going to treat myself to porn as well as the well fragranted knickers. I put on my head phones and put knickers over my face and began to stroke slowly and softly. The porn had gotten more and more fetish related as I begun this new mastication ritual. Now I was on to public peeing videos. Voyeur videos of drunk girls pissing before, after and even during sex. I was getting close to cumming and cumming hard but decided to edge it out for longer, for a more intense orgasm. The smell of her pussy and the porn were becoming too much. Then everything went quiet and my laptop switched off. The battery had gone (schoolboy error). I sat up and look to the wall behind where it was plugged in. However my eyes were me by the shocked and stunned eyes of Sarah!
Fear and the situation gripped me. Suddenly instead of pussy, piss and cloth. I smelt nothing. Instead urinating girls it was a furious and disgusted friend looking at me with daggers for eyes. For what felt like a lifetime neither of us spoke. Somebody had to say something. Finally she said "what the fuck are you doing" she didn't shout but the anger was plain to see. This was it after 5 years of friendship I had ruined it with what was quickly dawning on me as extremely perverted fetish. The guilt and shame of what I had been caught doing, hit me like a train. I was both deverstated and humiliated in one go.
I asked her "if she would hear me out" I don't why I said this but something just took over me. I thought that this was too far but, she releuctantly decided to listen to what I had to say. I thought it was best to her the truth and be honest. Why not? After all, within a few hours it would have spread like wild fire of what I had done. I would be chased out of town by the people I knew. I started from the beginning, very slowly telling about the fetish, porn and my "reasoning".
Afterwards there was silence. She had sat there at the other end of the room silently absorbing this new and perverts information. Afterwards I became aware that I was semi naked and that my cock was still on show. It struck me that she hadn't asked me to cover up or that she asked for her thong back. I think she saw the same realisation and said "You've have done an unforgivable thing..." my heart sank. "But I can understand why you did it.." she said. At first I thought it was a joke or something. "What" I said. But she looked at me and smiled in the cute way she had always done. She reached over picked up her thing and sniffed it. She pulled away and said "you actually like this smell?" I stammered the words "uh-huh". She laughed and chucked them at me.
My cock twitched and my heart raced. My mind was trying to take in the situation. She gently pushed me back down on the bed. She lifted her skirt and revealed the same white thong that I sniffed for the first time months ago. My cock was flexing and covered in precum. As she pulled them to one side she exposed the moist and sticky pussy underneath. She was a slender girl but had a meaty labia and lips. I know then that this was the reason for the pungent aroma in her knickers. She slipped her finger inside and pulled it out slowly. Her finger was covered in a clear slimy residue that continued to drool out after it. The smell was overpowering, she took my cock and gently rubbed her pussy over my helmet. I couldn't speak. I could barely breathe. She manouvered herself into a more comfortable position and began to ride.
We both caught up in the moment. I grabbed her arse cheeks and lifted her of the bed. I slammed her into the bedroom wall and she began to ride and squirm on the end of my dick. The smell rising from her c**t was better than anything I have ever experienced. I was close to cumming and wanted to cum inside her. Sensing this she slowed down and whispered not yet. I though she was going to make me endure a wicked and delightful game of edging. But know she just wanted to cum first. She grabbed my hand and placed around her arse cheeks. I started to lift her vigorously up and down my shaft.
The sound of her squelching c**t was getting louder and louder. I New she was close as she had tightened up. I stuck my finger into her arse and with a couple more thrusts brought to orgasm. She bucked and whimpered to begin with before wildly shuddering and then she came in earnest. I thought she was urinating but after my initial wonder realised that she was squirting. A clear liquid slightly thicker than pee dribbled and then soaked my cock and body. The smell of her c**t and sex had intensified. She slumped down pulled out and started stroking. She looked up and opened her mouth. I came instantly. I never knew that my balls could hold so much cum. I unleashed a torrent of cum all over her. Each stroke was nirvana as I went back and fourth. We were both exhausted.
It seemed like a few days had past or was it seconds. We both came back round after the exquisite ecstasy we had just experienced started to dissipate. We looked at each other and giggled at what had just happened. To which she said "well that's never happened before" it was the perfect reaponse.
Two years later...
I continue to sniff her knickers and we continue to have the most erotic, fetish quenching sex as we did that day. But now in an official capacity as a couple. We have even begun to put videos on the internet. Allowing to explore new fetishes that are pushing us further into the sexual paradise.
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