Secret Panty Sniffer: Father-In-Law Caught Red-Handed

Are you a secret panty sniffer? 

I think there’s one on every street, isn’t there? A secret panty sniffer? Is it you? Cum on! Admit it – you just love sniffing those dirty knickers!

You may notice I say knickers – I like to switch between panties and knickers, which is the English word for panties. So now, as well as being horny, you’re actually learning something. And I bet you don’t believe me when I tell you a pussy is a fanny across the pond… But I imagine you don’t care – a hole is a hole, right? 

I’ve cum across a fair few secret panty sniffers in my life. 

Over the years, there have been a few. I mean, they THINK they are secret panty sniffers… but I soon figure it out. One of my university dorm friends had this weird boyfriend who liked to try and steal my knickers – especially after my field hockey training. There must have been something about my tight ripe pussy and that sweet, but sweaty, smell that made him into a secret panty sniffer.

There was also the janitor – or caretaker, as we call them. He’d also sneak into the Halls of Residence and rifle through our drawers. One day he was caught red-handed by one of the college dykes and she made him wank into a cup and swallow his own cum while the whole of the girl’s rugby team jeered. I use the term “girl” loosely… I think they left him off lightly. I’d have taken his broom handle and given him a good hard fucking with it!

One of my neighbours was into sniffing my knickers too. He’d sneak over and steal them off the washing line on a hot summer’s day and go and sit in his tool shed and sniff and lick them. He thought it was all top secret, but I had the perfect view from my bedroom window straight into his little dirty den. I was watching him one day when his wife caught him and hit him over the head with a rolling pin! 

Secret panty sniffer: catching my father-in-law in the act. 

So, I suppose I should always be able to seek out a secret panty sniffer like a bloodhound. You would think so, wouldn’t you? Well, I have to say I was shocked when I found the least obvious knicker sniffer ever pulling dirty panties out of my laundry hamper. My father-in-law!

I watched. I decided not to let him know I’d seen him. There he was, in the laundry room, his cock in his hand and wanking as he sniffed my knickers. The ones I had just taken off after my hubby and I just fucked. He likes to pull them aside and fuck me whilst I’m wearing them.

Watching my father-in-law stroking his cock as he sniffed and licked cum and pussy juice out of my sodden knickers was such a turn-on. Stroking my pussy, I slid a finger in and brought myself to orgasm within seconds. Just in time to see my father-in-law cum into those already-wet panties and then push them back into the laundry basket. He then bent down and took another pair and stuffed them in his pocket. 

Using it to my advantage… 

I couldn’t get the picture of my secret panty sniffer out of my head and was looking forward to his next visit. I didn’t have to wait long. The next morning he turned up and I saw him putting my stolen knickers back into the laundry room. I could see they were full of his cum. He then picked up the pair I had just taken off about five minutes ago. I’d been running and they were quite fruity. He let out a little yelp and was rock hard as he sniffed and licked them.

I couldn’t help myself, I walked in as he was jerking his cock. I told him that I would tell everybody what a pervert he was unless he got down on his knees and licked me clean after my sweaty run. He didn’t need telling twice and now my father-in-law is not just my secret panty sniffer. He’s my post-run pussy licker and post-morning fuck cum sucker. Now I’m in pussy licking heaven and he couldn’t be happier!

Does the thought of my filthy father-in-law sniffing my knickers remind you what a perve you are?  Maybe you’re a sissy panty stealer. Give your favourite English girl a call for more fetish phone sex stories. And find out what happened next… 

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