Story #6. How I began to smell girl's worn panties.
I've always had this serious thing for women's underwear. When I was 18 years old, I became a confirmed panty snatcher. No women's hamper is safe when I am around. I steal them from my friend's sisters, and even their mothers if I find them attractive.
I would hold the luscious panties over my face and bask in the delicious scents.
Pure panty pleasure as I sniff and lick and jerk wildly, lapping at the smelly crotch while sliding another pair of silky undies over my throbbing cock until I am ready to explode.
In the wicked fantasy world of my bedroom, I revel in the womanly scent she has obligingly embedded in her luscious undies. I lap at the musky crotch of the delicious white panties and fantasize it is her dripping cunt instead.
I especially like it when my sisters let me tag along to their friend's houses, because it means new panties to add to my collection. I pick the panties up and fondle them for a long time, staring at the lovely lingerie I hold the lovely undies over my face and bask in the delicious scents. Pure panty pleasure as I sniff and lick and jerk off with my purloined panties.
One evening I'd been especially lucky to grab a delightful pink pair of panties with big white ruffles on the behind. They were still warm and moist from her sex. She must have just taken them off.
That night was utter bliss as I sniffed and jerked off with my panty treasure. I was so hot I masturbated madly until my cock got red and sore.
I jerk off wildly, lapping at the delicious crotch while sliding another pair of silky undies over my throbbing cock until I am ready to explode.
I dreamed about getting on my knees and worshipping my beautiful sisters between their legs while I sniffed their soiled undies.
Just the thought of my sister Jennifer's red Cheerleader panties gives me an erection even as I write this many years later. The red panties were double-lined in silky white nylon with a cotton crotch.
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