I love to smell women's used panties.
A friend of my wife's stayed over for a few days and when they were out I'd find her used panties and sniff the crotch and jerk off.
She can be kind of sloppy too so one time she left a small wad of toilet paper on the floor that she wiped her cunt with after peeing. Boy, was that fragrant, love it.
But the best was when I was on a boat and a bunch of new passengers came aboard on a hot August day. One 30-ish woman went to the head right away and I had to go too so I was next.
And there was a pair of panties on the floor. I guess she felt sweaty and stinky and had changed underwear, forgetting these on the floor. I picked them up and oh my god! Sweet nectar. Boy were they sweet.
Of course smelling them I jerked off like a maniac into a paper towel and dropped them back on the floor.
There was a tentative tap on the door.
When I opened it, she was there, nervously eager to get back in and find the missing panties.
Nothing was said about that for the rest of the trip.
A friend of my wife's stayed over for a few days and when they were out I'd find her used panties and sniff the crotch and jerk off.
She can be kind of sloppy too so one time she left a small wad of toilet paper on the floor that she wiped her cunt with after peeing. Boy, was that fragrant, love it.
But the best was when I was on a boat and a bunch of new passengers came aboard on a hot August day. One 30-ish woman went to the head right away and I had to go too so I was next.
And there was a pair of panties on the floor. I guess she felt sweaty and stinky and had changed underwear, forgetting these on the floor. I picked them up and oh my god! Sweet nectar. Boy were they sweet.
Of course smelling them I jerked off like a maniac into a paper towel and dropped them back on the floor.
There was a tentative tap on the door.
When I opened it, she was there, nervously eager to get back in and find the missing panties.
Nothing was said about that for the rest of the trip.
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