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Obsessions
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Straight Male / 48
Panty Sniffer
I've read several confessions, so I thought I'd share my experiences in panty sniffing. It is an obsession of mine that started when I was very young. I don't feel ashamed to talk about it anymore, knowing there are plenty more people out there that enjoy the same thing.
My obsession started many, many years ago. I was raised by my Mother and older sister. So it wasn't hard for me to have access to panties. I remember picking up a pair that my mother left in the bathroom, still not sure why? Curiosity, I suppose. But I put them up to my nose and before you knew it, I was standing there with the biggest erection I ever had as a boy. Probably 9 years old at the time. Those panties had the sweetest smelling scent I ever smelled up to that point. I remember jerking off to them and busting the biggest nut all over the wall. The feeling of euphoria quickly turned to guilt because I thought, this might not be right?
That guilt was quickly overcome by the need to want more and more. So my obsession eventually evolved over to my sisters panties. She wasn't sexual active, but she had a really nice scent. Completely different then my mother's. This went on for years. No one suspecting a thing. Not yet anyway. They both had friends over on the weekends too, including some family members. I made it a point to search for their panties when they were there. I'd sniff and jerk off to them every chance I got. It wasn't hard at all, in fact it was easy. There were times when they didn't even bother putting them up. Just left them by thier cloths or in the bathroom. I guess because I was younger, they didn't think anything. Little did they know. Some were obviously better smelling than others. But I enjoyed them all. At first Id prefer the sweeter smelling ones, but developed a nasty side for the ones that were really messy. Especially for the girls that were overly sexual. Always leaving wet and dirty panties. Naughty girls! Little did they know, I knew thier dirty secrets by how wet thier panties were.
Then one afternoon, I thought things were gonna change for good with me. While my mom and sister were out, I got a pair of my mom's dirty panties, took them back to my room and jerked off on my bed. I shot a big load on my stomach because I was laying down. I guess because I was tired, I feel asleep, just like I was. Naked with a pair on my mother's panties in my hand. When they got mom, my mom came in to my room to check on me, and there I was, laying with cum on me and her panties in my hand. I woke up as soon as she opened my door, and I was never so embarrassed in my life.
But instead of being mad, she said to clean up and put them back where I got them. We didn't talk about it for what seemed like weeks. After getting enough courage, I apologized to her, and told her it was a mistake but I was just curious. She said she understood but not to do it again. I think she might have been just as surprised as I was, and really didn't know what to say about it. I didn't push the issue. Little did she know, or maybe she did, but that was not going to deter me at all. I continued on like nothing ever happened.
Later on that year, my Aunt moved in with us because she was having problems with her roommate. She was wild and very sexually active. There were so many women at my house on the weekends between all thier friends that I had my choice of multiple panties if I wanted them. I took advantage of every opportunity I had it seemed like. I was constantly masturbating. But never went blind.
It wasn't until I got into a serious relationship in high school that I slowed down from sniffing and masturbating as much. I still did though. Even then when I would go over to friends homes, I would always check hampers in the restrooms for panties. I don't know how many mother, daughter, sister, other family members panties I got a hold of. But it was constant.
I eventually moved in with my girlfriend, I was only 18, and we lived together for almost 8 years. I could never tell her about my obsession because I felt she would judge me and make a big deal about it. I'll never really know now. But it didn't stop me from sniffing hers on daily basis.
Her mother and younger sister lived out of town, but they would visit once a year. They always stayed with us at our apartment. So you could imagine when they would go out, I would always find an excuse to stay back. I really enjoyed finding thier panties tucked away in thier luggage. I would take all three of them and use them all at once. Her mom was the dirtiest out of the three, but her sister was the most active when it came to leaving wet panties. She was always wet, it seemed like. But we ended up going out separate ways for other reasons and I never saw her family again. I still see her every now and then, and can't help but wonder what type of panties she's wearing.
Fast forward a few years when I met an older lady. We developed a serious relationship very quick. She was married before and had a daughter. We stay together for nearly 10 years too. During that time her daughter went through part of her junior high school and all of her high school years with me. Very pretty girl, and always popular in school. Up until this point, I thought about her panties but never picked them up and used them. But just like when I was a young boy, my curiosity got the best of me.
We had a big house, so she had her own bathroom. I never really went into her bedroom or bathroom, until one day when I was fixing a leak in her sink. I notice that she had several panties just laying around. I didn't hesitate to pick a couple of them up and sniff them. Low and behold, that scent had my dick throbbing. I nearly came in my pants before I could get my dick out. It was a new ballgame after that. I would use her panties every chance I got.
Needless to say, because of her popularity, she had girls over all the time. Very pretty girls! It wasn't until her high school years that I noticed how sexual she was becoming. From the type of panties she was wearing to how wet they would be when she came home. Her mother was very strict so she really didn't go out on the weekends. She was more of a bookworm. But she must have been reading some sexual books because her panties were always wet and sticky. Not to mention the girls she would bring over. I don't know what they were doing in her room, maybe experimenting, but their panties would be wet and messy all the time. Things definitely changed since the days of just sniffing my older sisters and mom's panties. These younger girls nowadays are very active.
Unfortunately due to some differences we had, we ended up going our separate ways. It was hard giving up that type of panty access. But because I raised for that long, she would still visit me, and sometimes stay over my house. I didn't miss a beat to sniff her panties when I could. She's went off to college and moved away for work, so I really don't get to see her anymore.
I only dated here and there for the next few years, I never wanted anything serious after the last two long relationships I was in.
But as fate would have it, I did end up meeting someone who allows me to be me. After spending a lot of time together and being sexually active with her whenever we had the chance. We developed strong feelings for each other, naturally. We had a long conversation one night and I felt I could be honest with her. I was tired of hiding my so called "secret" from someone I really cared about. So I came out and told her what I've done in the past, how it started, and even with her panties when she would stay over. After a long pause, she said...what I told her, made her pussy really wet. So she pulled them off and told me to sniff them while she fucked me. Since then it hasn't stopped. She leaves her wet panties for me, sends me pictures of her wet panties at work, or whatever she is all the time. I have so many pictures of her wet panties, i don't even save them anymore.
Because of this, because of her, I have been able to move on from something I thought was embarrassing and bad, to something that we share and can both get off too. It's funny how things evolve. It's like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. To think there is someone who accepts me with no judgement. It's a great feeling! I think that's why I can freely write about it now and not feel ashamed. Honestly after reading several therapists opinions on panty sniffing, there is nothing to be ashamed about anyway.
So to my fellow panty sniffers, I hope this was a good piece of reading for you! Maybe I'll elaborate on my experiences a little more on future posts! Stay tuned!
TSS.....
My obsession started many, many years ago. I was raised by my Mother and older sister. So it wasn't hard for me to have access to panties. I remember picking up a pair that my mother left in the bathroom, still not sure why? Curiosity, I suppose. But I put them up to my nose and before you knew it, I was standing there with the biggest erection I ever had as a boy. Probably 9 years old at the time. Those panties had the sweetest smelling scent I ever smelled up to that point. I remember jerking off to them and busting the biggest nut all over the wall. The feeling of euphoria quickly turned to guilt because I thought, this might not be right?
That guilt was quickly overcome by the need to want more and more. So my obsession eventually evolved over to my sisters panties. She wasn't sexual active, but she had a really nice scent. Completely different then my mother's. This went on for years. No one suspecting a thing. Not yet anyway. They both had friends over on the weekends too, including some family members. I made it a point to search for their panties when they were there. I'd sniff and jerk off to them every chance I got. It wasn't hard at all, in fact it was easy. There were times when they didn't even bother putting them up. Just left them by thier cloths or in the bathroom. I guess because I was younger, they didn't think anything. Little did they know. Some were obviously better smelling than others. But I enjoyed them all. At first Id prefer the sweeter smelling ones, but developed a nasty side for the ones that were really messy. Especially for the girls that were overly sexual. Always leaving wet and dirty panties. Naughty girls! Little did they know, I knew thier dirty secrets by how wet thier panties were.
Then one afternoon, I thought things were gonna change for good with me. While my mom and sister were out, I got a pair of my mom's dirty panties, took them back to my room and jerked off on my bed. I shot a big load on my stomach because I was laying down. I guess because I was tired, I feel asleep, just like I was. Naked with a pair on my mother's panties in my hand. When they got mom, my mom came in to my room to check on me, and there I was, laying with cum on me and her panties in my hand. I woke up as soon as she opened my door, and I was never so embarrassed in my life.
But instead of being mad, she said to clean up and put them back where I got them. We didn't talk about it for what seemed like weeks. After getting enough courage, I apologized to her, and told her it was a mistake but I was just curious. She said she understood but not to do it again. I think she might have been just as surprised as I was, and really didn't know what to say about it. I didn't push the issue. Little did she know, or maybe she did, but that was not going to deter me at all. I continued on like nothing ever happened.
Later on that year, my Aunt moved in with us because she was having problems with her roommate. She was wild and very sexually active. There were so many women at my house on the weekends between all thier friends that I had my choice of multiple panties if I wanted them. I took advantage of every opportunity I had it seemed like. I was constantly masturbating. But never went blind.
It wasn't until I got into a serious relationship in high school that I slowed down from sniffing and masturbating as much. I still did though. Even then when I would go over to friends homes, I would always check hampers in the restrooms for panties. I don't know how many mother, daughter, sister, other family members panties I got a hold of. But it was constant.
I eventually moved in with my girlfriend, I was only 18, and we lived together for almost 8 years. I could never tell her about my obsession because I felt she would judge me and make a big deal about it. I'll never really know now. But it didn't stop me from sniffing hers on daily basis.
Her mother and younger sister lived out of town, but they would visit once a year. They always stayed with us at our apartment. So you could imagine when they would go out, I would always find an excuse to stay back. I really enjoyed finding thier panties tucked away in thier luggage. I would take all three of them and use them all at once. Her mom was the dirtiest out of the three, but her sister was the most active when it came to leaving wet panties. She was always wet, it seemed like. But we ended up going out separate ways for other reasons and I never saw her family again. I still see her every now and then, and can't help but wonder what type of panties she's wearing.
Fast forward a few years when I met an older lady. We developed a serious relationship very quick. She was married before and had a daughter. We stay together for nearly 10 years too. During that time her daughter went through part of her junior high school and all of her high school years with me. Very pretty girl, and always popular in school. Up until this point, I thought about her panties but never picked them up and used them. But just like when I was a young boy, my curiosity got the best of me.
We had a big house, so she had her own bathroom. I never really went into her bedroom or bathroom, until one day when I was fixing a leak in her sink. I notice that she had several panties just laying around. I didn't hesitate to pick a couple of them up and sniff them. Low and behold, that scent had my dick throbbing. I nearly came in my pants before I could get my dick out. It was a new ballgame after that. I would use her panties every chance I got.
Needless to say, because of her popularity, she had girls over all the time. Very pretty girls! It wasn't until her high school years that I noticed how sexual she was becoming. From the type of panties she was wearing to how wet they would be when she came home. Her mother was very strict so she really didn't go out on the weekends. She was more of a bookworm. But she must have been reading some sexual books because her panties were always wet and sticky. Not to mention the girls she would bring over. I don't know what they were doing in her room, maybe experimenting, but their panties would be wet and messy all the time. Things definitely changed since the days of just sniffing my older sisters and mom's panties. These younger girls nowadays are very active.
Unfortunately due to some differences we had, we ended up going our separate ways. It was hard giving up that type of panty access. But because I raised for that long, she would still visit me, and sometimes stay over my house. I didn't miss a beat to sniff her panties when I could. She's went off to college and moved away for work, so I really don't get to see her anymore.
I only dated here and there for the next few years, I never wanted anything serious after the last two long relationships I was in.
But as fate would have it, I did end up meeting someone who allows me to be me. After spending a lot of time together and being sexually active with her whenever we had the chance. We developed strong feelings for each other, naturally. We had a long conversation one night and I felt I could be honest with her. I was tired of hiding my so called "secret" from someone I really cared about. So I came out and told her what I've done in the past, how it started, and even with her panties when she would stay over. After a long pause, she said...what I told her, made her pussy really wet. So she pulled them off and told me to sniff them while she fucked me. Since then it hasn't stopped. She leaves her wet panties for me, sends me pictures of her wet panties at work, or whatever she is all the time. I have so many pictures of her wet panties, i don't even save them anymore.
Because of this, because of her, I have been able to move on from something I thought was embarrassing and bad, to something that we share and can both get off too. It's funny how things evolve. It's like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. To think there is someone who accepts me with no judgement. It's a great feeling! I think that's why I can freely write about it now and not feel ashamed. Honestly after reading several therapists opinions on panty sniffing, there is nothing to be ashamed about anyway.
So to my fellow panty sniffers, I hope this was a good piece of reading for you! Maybe I'll elaborate on my experiences a little more on future posts! Stay tuned!
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