Emmas Panties

I suppose that the panty sniffing started with my wife’s friend Emma.

We have known Emma for about 25 years now and she is now 52. So she would have been about 26 when we first met her. She was a virgin and remained so till she got married at 45

She was younger than us by 9 years and was a vibrant young thin. Slim, sensuous and very tactile person.

She invited us to her house for a meal one evening and as we ate and drank I needed to go to the loo. In the bathroom was a wicker wash basket. I lifted the lid and I can remember it to this day there, lying in the bottom, was just one pair of panties, white, with a flowered pattern, with cream lace round the edges. I took them out and looked at them and saw in the white gusset a thin yellow stain. I lifted them to my face and smelled the most gorgeous smell of pussy that I had ever smelled. In fact the only cunt that I had smelled before was my wife when I had given her a kissing down there.

I could feel my erection rising and dropped them back into the basket and put the lid on.

Over the years as we visited Emma and got to know her better I made regular trips to her bathroom and to enjoy the smell of her panties. One evening I was up there and took a pair out of the basket and put them over my face and tied them round back of my head just twisting the material to keep the line of the gusset from my nose to my mouth and then sat on the toilet and masturbated myself smelling her and wanting her.

Once she was away for the weekend and said we could use her house if we wanted just for a break, as we didn’t have a lot of money to go away so we decided to take her up and we went there one Saturday. The house wasn’t overlooked so I suggested that we did a bit of nudity and we both stripped off and sat and wandered round the house in the buff.

I took a trip to the bathroom and there the basket was full of clothes. I slipped my hand right to the bottom and there were several pairs of knickers. As usual soiled with her juice and smelling just gorgeous. I slipped a pair on and sat on the loo stroking my cock through them and smelling a pair tied around my head. I decided that it was probably not the best thing to do to have an orgasm as my wife would probably spot it and I didn’t want to have to explain my particular fetish.

Julie was sitting in the chair as I came back into the room and I knelt in front of her and kissed her tits and she responded well to me . I slid my fingers into her cunt and started to frig her. Eventually with the excitement I shoved my cock up into her while she was sitting in the chair and shot my load up there. I was really fantasising about having Emma sat there in the chair naked and fucking her – it made a bit of a mess on the chair, the mixture of my spunk and her cunt juice, but we wiped it up with the cloth and it eventually dried. I guess that if Emma saw it she would know we had had sex in the chair.

I said I was tired and wanted to go lay on the bed. Julie said she would read and then might join me.

As I lay on the bed I slipped my hand under the pillow and there were Emma’s Pink pyjamas. I guess they were polyester material but it was a pair of shorts and a small top. I took the shorts and looked down into the crotch and there was more pussy juice stains. I lay on the bed with them right under my nose just smelling her and started playing with myself.

Eventually I had a cum and made a bit of a mess on the bed but mopped it up with a tissue and slipped them back under the pillow.

After a while Julie came in and lay in the bed at the side of me. We kissed and cuddled for a while and then Julie lifted the pillow and found Emma’s pyjamas. Oh these are nice she said and she just put them on. It was more than I could stand
I slipped my hand between her legs and started to stroke her cunt.

I knew I was messing Emma’s pyjamas up but I didn’t care. Eventually I pulled the crotch to one side and fucked her in them but in my mind I was fucking Emma. More spunk was in the crotch of the panties.

We got into bed and Julie got another fucking but again I knew that I was really shagging Emma in my mind. Here I was in her bed with my wife wearing another woman’s sensuous nightwear and my desire for that woman was just too much. It was just plain adultery in my mind.

Some years later Emma came to live at out house for about 8 months.

God it was my dream come true. Here was the woman whose knickers I loved to smell living in my house giving me unrivalled access to her dirty washing basket.

Each Monday when both Julie & Emma had gone to work I put the washing in. Emma’s wash basket went into the bathroom, was emptied out onto the floor and my fetish began. Taking the most soiled panties and wetting the crotch then licking the pussy juice off, sticking a pair of her panties in my mouth, tying a pair over my face, putting a pair on tying a pair round my cock and balls and tossing myself off.

Then the spunk-soiled underwear was put in the washer and no one was the wiser.

One day I found a teddy in there with the stockings still attached. I slipped it on slipped the stockings on, tied a pair of panties round my cock end and got into her bed, put a pair of panties in my mouth, tied another pair round my face so I could smell her and rubbed myself off in her bed, talking as though the beautiful Emma was underneath me and I was fucking deep into her cunt.

I often just emptied the dirty washing onto the bed and spent time naked smelling her clothes, licking the juice out of her panties and getting a hard on before slipping something of hers on and walking round the bedrooms and posing in front of the mirrors and then having a good wank and shooting into her crotch.

One day she was sitting on the stairs talking to Julie and I had to go upstairs. She was in her dressing gown and I could see right up her legs and the black hairy mass around her pussy. I knew then that she didn’t shave her cunt, there she was hairy as hell and I knew why her panties smelled so good. I took myself off into the bathroom and beat the monkey till he produced the white clouds.

One morning I took her a cup of tea in and she had just got out of bed and there she was almost naked and I could see her black hairs just for a fleeting glimpse. I so wanted to fuck her but she screamed and I left the room in a hurry and disappeared into the loo to relieve myself.

I know I am an avid wanker but what do you do?

This behaviour continued till she left and it was the most fantastic period just smelling her cunt and tasting her juices on a weekly basis.

One day I met her for lunch as she wanted to talk some things through with me, wanted a mans perspective on her job situation, and we went for a pub lunch and then ended up sat in the car in a side road. I had this massive urge to kiss her.

We got out of the car and walked down the path and she slipped her arm through mine, as the path was a bit uneven. I took hold of her hand as it was through my arm and as we got to the end of the path we turned round to go back and our faces just met. I leaned forward to kiss her on the cheek and she moved her head to one side and we ended up kissing on the lips. It was only a peck but then I took her face in my hands and kissed her full on. I really wanted to put her on the grass rip her pussy soiled gorgeous smelling knickers off and screw her on her back looking into her eyes and kissing those gorgeous lips. It was all I could do to resist the urge to fuck the living daylights out of her.

We walked back to the car in silence me realising how close we had come to doing something she might regret.
I went back to work and straight into the gents and had a wank just thinking about her and what might have been.

We occasionally go to Emma’s house – she is now 52 & married and damn it someone else got to take her virginity off her – lucky bastard – but her panties still turn me on and I still have to have that wank smelling her and I think she is getting more tasty as the years go on.

Am I a freak or a pervert for enjoying the smell of panties?

Last Summer Emma came by to talk to my wife and after 8 years of being married she hasn’t had an orgasm yet. Her husband is happily shagging her most nights but she still hasn’t had the big “O” yet. What do I do?

They haven’t had any kids, I think she is past having them but they have adopted 2 and her husband took them to his parents in Cornwall this summer for a couple of weeks. I said I would call in and see her to make sure everything was OK and one lunchtime I stopped by. She was dressed in a skimpy dress, a couple of inches above the knee, as it was a warm day. We chatted, I asked her if everything was OK and she was sat next to me on the settee. She is still tactile and she touched my bare arm and thanked me for coming over and checking up on her.

I leaned my head over to her to give her a kiss on the forehead and kissed her on the cheek as she lifted her face to me.

I felt the same feeling I had done years before and kissed her again this time on the mouth and then said “Sorry” but she said why “Sorry”. And she reminded me of the time in the lane when I had kissed her.

I said I was really close to doing something to you that we might both have regretted and she said “What” with a cheeky glint in her eye. “You know, ” I said. “I really fancy you,” I said and she kissed me on the lips.

“So what is holding you back now”?
“Well you and I are both married for one thing”
“Yes but you were married when we met in the Pub?”

I ran my hand over her back and pulled her towards me and my hands went down her back to her bottom

I told her to sit on the settee. I went and locked the door and knelt in front of her and buried my head in her chest, She isn’t well endowed up there, only small boobies but my hands went back to her bare legs and then up the outside of the legs to her thighs

I took hold of the sides of her panties and said “Julie says you haven’t had an orgasm” she said no she had got very excited but never been able to go over the edge.

I pushed her skirt right up and put my head between her legs still with her panties in, Would you like me to do oral sex on you I asked I am sure I could bring you to orgasm that way. I do it for Julie.

She asked me what oral sex was and clearly she had never been kissed down there. I had to explain

I pulled her to the edge of the settee and slipped her panties off and started to kiss her very hairy bush and parted the hair to give me access to the vagina lips.
I told her to put her feet on my shoulders to give me better access to her and with that I pushed her legs open and kissed and tongued her. Now I was experiencing the real thing not just the aroma on the panties

I guess it took 20-25 minutes to get her there but eventually the breathing rate increased and she started bucking her hips and the rest as they say is history. She clearly had an orgasm then.

Occasionally I have baby sat for them and once the kids are in bed I love nothing more than a trip to the bathroom to engage in the smelling of her panties and then resulting orgasm for myself.

I suppose that the pantie sniffing started with my wife’s friend Sally.

We have known Sally for about 25 years now and she is now 52. so she would have been about 26 when we first met her. She was a virgin and remained so till she got married at 45

She was younger than us by 9 years and was a vibrant young thin. slim, sensuous and very tactile person..

She invited us to her house for a meal one evening and as we ate and drank I needed to go to the loo. In the bathroom was a wicker wash basket. I lifted the lid and I can remember it to this day there, lying in the bottom, was just one pair of panties, white, with a flowered pattern, with cream lace round the edges. I took them out and looked at them and saw in the white gusset a thin yellow stain. I lifted them to my face and smelled the most gorgeous smell of pussy that I had ever smelled. In fact the only cunt that I had smelled before was my wife when I had given her a kissing down there.

I could feel my erection rising and dropped them back into the basket and put the lid on.

Over the years as we visited Sally and got to know her better I made regular trips to her bathroom and to enjoy the smell of her panties. One evening I was up there and took a pair out of the basket and put them over my face and tied them round back of my head just twisting the material to keep the line of the gusset from my nose to my mouth and then sat on the toilet and masturbated myself smelling her and wanting her.

Once she was away for the weekend and said we could use her house if we wanted just for a break as we didn’t have a lot of money to go away so we decided to take her up and we went there one Saturday. The house wasn’t overlooked so I suggested that we did a bit of nudity and we both stripped off and sat and wandered round the house in the buff.

I took a trip to the bathroom and there the basket was full of clothes. i slipped my hand right to the bottom and there were several pairs of knickers. As usual soiled with her juice and smelling just gorgeous. I slipped a pair on and sat on the loo stroking my cock through them and smelling a pair tied around my head. I decided that it was probably not the best thing to do to have an orgasm as my wife would probably spot it and I didn’t want to have to explain my particular fetish.

Julie was sitting in the chair as I came back into the room and I knelt in front of her and kissed her tits and she responded well to me . I slid my fingers into her cunt and started to frig her. Eventually with the excitement I shoved my cock up into her while she was sitting in the chair and shot my load up there. I was really fantasising about having Sally sat there in the chair naked and fucking her – it made a bit of a mess on the chair, the mixture of my spunk and her cunt juice, but we wiped it up with the cloth and it eventually dried. I guess that if Sally saw it she would know we had had sex in the chair.

I said I was tired and wanted to go lay on the bed. Julie said she would read and then might join me.

As I laid on the bed I slipped my hand under the pillow and there were Sally’s Pink pyjamas. I guess they were polyester material but it was a pair of shorts and a small top. I took the shorts and looked down into the crotch and there was more pussy juice stains. I laid on the bed with them right under my nose just smelling her and started playing with myself.

Eventually I had a cum and made a bit of a mess on the bed but mopped it up with a tissue and slipped them back under the pillow.

After a while Julie came in and lay in the bed at the side of me. We kissed an cuddled for a while and then Julie lifted the pillow and found Sally’s pyjamas. Oh these are nice she said and she just put them on. It was more than I could stand
I slipped my hand between her legs and started to stroke her cunt.

I knew I was messing Sally’s pyjamas up but I didn’t care. Eventually I pulled the crotch to one side and fucked her in them but in my mind I was fucking Sally. More spunk was in the crotch of the panties.

We got into bed and Julie got another fucking but again I knew that I was really shagging Sally in my mind. Here I was in her bed with my wife wearing another woman’s sensuous nightwear and my desire for that woman was just too much. It was just plain adultery in my mind.

Some years later Sally came to live at out house for about 8 months.

God it was my dream come true. Here was the woman whose knickers I loved to smell living in my house giving me unrivalled access to her dirty washing basket.

Each Monday when both Julie & Sally had gone to work I put the washing in. Sally’s wash basket went into the bathroom, was emptied out onto the floor and my fetish began. taking the most soiled panties and wetting the crotch then licking the pussy juice off, sticking a pair of her panties in my mouth, tying a pair over my face, putting a pair on tying a pair round my cock and balls and tossing myself off.

Then the spunk soiled underwear was put in the washer and no-one was the wiser.

One day I found a teddy in there with the stockings still attached. I slipped it on slipped the stockings on, tied a pair of panties round my cock end and got into her bed, put a pair of panties in my mouth, tied another pair round my face so I could smell her and rubbed myself off in her bed, talking as though the beautiful Sally was underneath me and I was fucking deep into her cunt.

I often just emptied the dirty washing onto the bed and spent time naked smelling her clothes, licking the juice out of her panties and getting a hard on before slipping something of hers on and walking round the bedrooms and posing in front of the mirrors and then having a good wank and shooting into her crotch.

One day she was sitting on the stairs talking to Julie and I had to go upstairs. She was in her dressing gown and I could see right up her legs and the black hairy mass around her pussy. I knew then that she didn’t shave her cunt, there she was hairy as hell and I knew why her panties smelled so good. I took myself off into the bathroom and beat the monkey till he produced the white clouds.

One morning I took her a cup of tea in and she had just got out of bed and there she was almost naked and I could see her black hairs just for a fleeting glimpse. I so wanted to fuck her but she screamed and I left the room in a hurry and disappeared into the loo to relieve myself.

I know I am an avid wanker but what do you do?

This behavior continued till she left and it was the most fantastic period just smelling her cunt and tasting her juices on a weekly basis.

One day I met her for lunch as she wanted to talk some things through with me, wanted a mans perspective on her job situation, and we went for a pub lunch and then ended up sat in the car in a side road. I had this massive urge to kiss her.

We got out of the car and walked down the path and she slipped her arm through mine as the path was a bit uneven. I took hold of her hand as it was through my arm and as we got to the end of the path we turned round to go back and our faces just met. I leaned forward to kiss her on the cheek and she moved her head to one side and we ended up kissing on the lips. It was only a peck but then I took her face in my hands and kissed her full on. I really wanted to put her on the grass rip her pussy soiled gorgeous smelling knickers off and screw her on her back looking into her eyes and kissing those gorgeous lips. It was all I could do to resist the urge to fuck the living daylights out of her.

We walked back to the car in silence me realising how close we had come to doing something she might regret.
I went back to work and straight into the gents and had a wank just thinking about her and what might have been.

We occasionally go to Sally’s house – she is now 52 & married and damn it someone else got to take her virginity off her – lucky bastard – but her panties still turn me on and I still have to have that wank smelling her and I think she is getting more tasty as the years go on.

Am I a freak or a pervert for enjoying the smell of panties?

Last Summer Sally came by to talk to my wife and after 8 years of being married she hasn’t had an orgasm yet. Her husband is happily shagging her most nights but she still hasn’t had the big “O” yet. What do I do?

They haven’t had any kids, I think she is past having them but they have adopted 2 and her husband took them to his parents in Cornwall this summer for a couple of weeks. I said I would call in and see her to make sure everything was OK and one lunchtime I stopped by. she was dressed in a skimpy dress, a couple of inches above the knee as it was a warm day. We chatted, I asked her if everything was OK and she was sat next to me on the settee. She is still tactile and she touched my bare arm and thanked me for coming over and checking up on her.

I leaned my head over to her to give her a kiss on the forehead and kissed her on the cheek as she lifted her face to me.

I felt the same feeling I had done years before and kissed her again this time on the mouth and then said “Sorry” but she said why “Sorry”. and she reminded me of the time in the lane when I had kissed her.

I said I was really close to doing something to you that we might both have regretted and she said “What” with a cheeky glint in ther eye. “You know ” I said. “I really fancy you” I said and she kissed me on the lips.

“So what is holding you back now”
“Well you and I are both married for one thing”
“Yes but you were married when we met in the Pub?”

I ran my hand over her back and pulled her towards me and my hands went down her back to her bottom

I told her to sit on the settee. I went and locked the door and knelt in front of her and buried my head in her chest, She isn’t well endowed up there, only small boobies but my hands went back her her bare legs and then up the outside of the legs to her thighs

I took hold of the sides of her panties and said “Julie says you haven’t had an orgasm” she said no she had got very excited but never been able to go over the edge.

I pushed her skirt right up and put my head between her legs still with her panties in, Would you like me to do oral sex on you I asked I am sure I could bring you to orgasm that way. I do it for Julie.

She asked me what oral sex was and clearly she had never been kissed down there. I Had to explain

I pulled her to the edge of the settee and slipped her panties off and started to kiss her very hairy bush and parted the hair to give me access to the vagina lips.
I told her to put her feet on my shoulders to give me better access to her and with that i pushed her legs open and kissed and tongued her. Now I was experiencing the real thing not just the aroma on the panties

I guess it took 20-25 minutes to get her there but eventually the breathing rate increased and she started bucking her hips and the rest as they say is history. She clearly had an orgasm then.

I said I wanted to make love to her and we went upstairs to bed to have intercourse.

She stood there and I slipped her dress off, removed her bra and laid her on the bed, turning her round so my feet were agaisnt the headboard and then entered her and thrusted till she screamed, then I let it rip into her hairy cunt and exploded in her cunt.

We laid there, me supporting myself on top of her and then eventually I shrank and slipped out of her, She laid there and I looked and the white spunk was oozing out of her cunt. I offered her a tissue and she declined. I want to feel it all ooze onto the bed she said. Eventually we both got dressed and went back downstairs

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