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by sniffpanties
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Sniffpanties; Dont even think that you might be by yourself.Not exactly now I got hooked but Very close. To this day I had rather smell eat see touch screw dream about panties and raw pussy than smell a fresh baked apple pie.I truly devoutly love pussy and every thing abt it.Devoured a many of em and looking for my next one. Good show man.okdreacon
Another masterful job on a most unusual subject. So intense, so immediate, sooo erotic!
I thoroughly enjoyed your story. I'm 29 years old and I love to sniff my mom's panties when I get the chance to. She to have such aromatic panties... very entoxicating to say the least. Of all the panties I've sniffed, which include cousins, aunts and friends, my mom's is the best.
i used to snif my mom and sisters panties and that was something never to be forgotten
I love the unaplogetic honesty of your stories. That is a huge part of what makes it so hot for me; the way you simply state what happened and how it made you feel. Really, really good!
its always moms panties first and then it goes on too buying them and thats a high in its sielf just rember get your size and the people thee are happy to ans. ur qus ? never had a prob but once i got the same vanity fair panties as my girl got she has no prob w/ panty wearing b/f we just laughed i missed her by 20 min at the same shop same sales girl damn that would have been classic
Love your story, I hear many just like it and I love the thought of guys sniffing my used panties which I offer through my own web site saucypanties.com maybe I will see an order from you one day - Tina xx
The thought of smelling *my* mom’s panties doesn’t turn me on at all. But the thought of smelling *your* mom’s panties, licking out her stains and examining her loose pubes, yeah, that gives me a pulsing dripping boner. The slimy discharge in the front is awesome, but my favorite parts would be the greasy brown skidmarks in the back. So, if you’re taking requests, more of the “back parts” please. Loving this excellent series and looking forward to more. Thanks.
-BR
Wow. You commented on all my panty sniffing stories....I haven’t and will never stop panty sniffing..... just haven’t been writing about them. Thanks!
Great story sniff. Reminds me so much of my first sniff of mom. But then one of the joys of my youth was that I had four sisters. I got to where I did indeed wait for the shower to start and I would be running to the basement. When that clothes chute door opened and slammed I was laying there cock in one hand pumping and the other catching whoever's panties were coming down the chute. Those panties never even hit the laundry pile. They would still be warm and wet when I caught them and in an instant those panties would be on my head with the crotch in my mouth... Every fucking day. HA HA HA HA HA
Thanks!! I read your story too on mom catching you sniffing her panties…..
I used to sniff my Moms panties as well. She used to wear the nylon full cut ones. Man I loved her aroma, a real heavenly scent that always got me rock hard. During summer months she always wore dresses and she would sit on the couch and prop her legs on a stool and I always caught a glimpse of the panties she was wearing. When she would bath I used to wait until she was finished and find her panties in the hamper in the bathroom. Hers were never stained but I used to find her light brown pubic hairs on them. I always loved her panties the best, I used to sniff any panties I could get my hands on. One time I accidently walked in on her bathing and man I love her even more. after that I drilled a small hole in the wall from the pantry connected to the bathroom, whenever she and I were home alone I would spy on her bathing. I loved watching her when she would wash her sweet hairy pussy, she would lather soap on her hands and use her fingers and insert her soapy fingers into her pussy and lay back fingering her sweet pink hole, I used to be able to see her erect clit when she did that. I did that from when I was in grade 9 until I move out in 1979. I even stole some of hers until the aroma faded then return them to her hamper and find a fresh worn pair. I miss my Mom. She passed away 30 years ago.