Panty Slave

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I walk into my female flatmates bedroom expecting her to be in there, but then realise she's in the shower. Before I turn to leave I can't help, but notice the pair of white panties on the floor, all rolled up. I can't resist the temptation to pick them up and as I do I realise they're damp. I press them to my nose taking in the lovely femine aroma and then hear a noise at the door, I've been caught red handed..
 
"What th.......? What the hell are you doing? I can't beleive this! You were sniffing my panties? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

I couldn't beleive this, my room mate sniffing the crotch of my panties. I could see that he had an erection, the front of his pants were sticking straight out.

Half flatered and half discusted I walked up to him and ripped them from his hands.

"I want you out of here!" I shouted. "You have one week to find a new place!"

He was clearly upset, embarrased, ashamed, you name it. I started to feel bad about how I reacted. After all, he wasn't really doing any harm.

I told him to follow me into the living room where I sat him down on the couch.

I looked into his face and asked him. "Why were you sniffing my panties? Have you dont this before? If so, How often? What elese did you do with my panties? Did you jerk off with them? Into them? Maybe you even wore them?

I asked him all of these questions and I wanted honest answers, or else I was going to make him regret this day. I threatened to tell his friends, his family and his coworkers. After all, I had a right to no, they WERE my panties.

Like a puppy, he pleaded with me not to tell on him. I told him I wanted answers to my questions and he reluctantly agreed. Strange, I was starting to feel empowered and oddly excited. "Well, go on..." I said.
 
I'm sorry I said, I didnt mean it, it just happened. I was a stammering fool, but I could see by the look on her face that she mean't it so I guess I had to give her an explanation.

"it;s just the tastes and smells of a womans pussy drive me crazy. I have to admit I do have one other pair of your panties that I've had for a good six months now. I'm afraid that I often clamp their gusset over my nose and mouth as I masturbate frantically. They don't smell as much as they used to, but they still have the power to make me cum almost immediatetely. I've never worn them or anything like that and I've certainly never cum in them because then they wouldn't smell and taste of you."

"Its just that my first sexual experiences with my first proper girlfriend involved everything but actual intercourse, because she, and to be quite honest I, were scared of doing it. Instead we practised mutual masturbation and also I got into the habit of going down on her. I use to love the taste and smells of her wet pussy as she squirmed in excitement on my tongue".

you cut me short and say...
 
"I've heard enough. Here" I said, tossing him the panties. "Show me! Show me how you sniff them and stroke your cock. If you please me, maybe I'll let you sniff the source"

I was loving the control. I dropped the towel and eased back in my chair, spreading my legs. I slide a finger up and down my slit as I watched him fish in his pants for his cock.

"Go ahead! Make it cum for me!"

I watched and toyed with my cunt, his eyes glued to my open legs as I did.
 
I couldn't believe I was in this situation with my flatmate, we had just been good friends about 10 minutes ago and now she was sitting opposite me with her legs spread with that gleam in her eye. She was gently running her fingers up and down her glistening crack. In the past I had to admit I had fancied her in passing, but I had largely put that aside since we moved in together, except of course that I had been masturbating using and old pair of her panties for the last six months!

I realised that at that moment I would do anything to bury my face in her gorgeaous wet pussy and she was turning me on something rotten sitting there with her legs spread and her fingers working away slowly.

I did exactly as I was told and moved down onto the floor to pick up the panties she had just thrown in my general direction. For some reason I stayed down on the floor about six feet in front of her. I could still feel how damp those panties were and unfurled them so that I could take a look at the gusset. There was the tell tale slightly white stain and then and there I frantically unzipped my trousers and pulled them and my pants round my ankles. My erection sprang free and I looked up to see her giggling at this pathetic sight of me on the floor clothes around my ankles. I still couldn't help pressing the gusset to my nose and taking a deep sniff of that intoxicating forbidden scent as I started to stroke myself. I immediately had buckets of precum on my tip and realised just how turned on I was While my eyes focused on the view of her fingers playing in the wetness of her snatch and her face, framed, smiling evily between her thighs , I took excited lungfuls or air through my nose and that lovely stickly gusset. I poked my tongue out and tasted the wetness for the first time as my stroking got more frantic....
 
I couldn't believe he was doing it! When I saw him pull his cock out, I gasped at the thickness. It wasn't the longest one I had ever seen, but he made up for it in girth.

He slowly stoked up and down, smearing precum all over the fat head. Then, he started licking the crotch of my panties. I was so turned on. I felt my pussy getting wetter by the second. I dipped a couple of fingers inside and started finger fucking my cunt in a slow rythm.

After a few minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I got down on the floor and crawled over to him. His cock was an inch from my mouth as he stroked it. I just stared at it. It was dripping like a leaky fawcett.

Without warning, I felt his hand on the back of my head, forcing me towards his thick glistening shaft...
 
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