Naughty Neighbor Caught Sniffing My Dirty Panties

It Was A Great Day For A Neighborhood BBQ.

Let me tell you about the time I caught someone sniffing my dirty panties. Everyone on the block came for a big BBQ potluck. We picked hosting it since it was the perfect opportunity for my husband to watch all the husbands wandering around with their wives trying not to gawk at what a hotwife I am. He loves knowing he had the hottest wife down to do anything, anytime, anywhere. And he was right, I am always up for a good time. We had a very exciting fuck session just before everyone arrived.

I went inside to use the lady’s room, and that’s when I stumbled upon Jim Mareaux sniffing my dirty panties. Of course, I was taken by surprise! It was the first time I caught a panty-sniffing pervert. The panties he was hoovering were the pair I wore all day yesterday and didn’t take off until I woke up this morning. I could tell he was jerking off hard and fast while smelling my musk. Part of me found it arousing, and the other part was angry.

I cleared my throat to alert him of my presence.

His body stopped jolting back and forth, and the sound of him sniffing my dirty panties ceased instantly. The power in me was surging! I held all the cards and would have fun with it. He stood still and silent like a dog who had been caught in the trash, so I went to him. “What’s going on, Jim? Why do you have my panties in your hand?” I asked. Jim dropped the panties and started to sheath his cock. “Did I say to put your cock away, Jim? Pick up my dirty panties right now.”

He looked at me with absolute terror in his eyes. Suffice it to say, his fear made my pussy ache! “I’m sorry, please…I don’t want any trouble. I swear I will leave and you won’t ever see me again. please don’t tell my wife” he begged.

“Tell your wife what? That you like smelling my dirty panties?

where’s the fun in that? No, you’ll be far more entertaining as long as you do as you’re told”. Jim bent and took up my dirty panties. “What do you want me to do with them?” He asked. “Put them on for me, Jim or I’ll tell on you right now. Imagine your little prude wife’s reaction!” I laughed. Of course, he begrudgingly did it. I had noticed that his cock was starting to get hard again. Especially, as the panties were being slowly pulled up his legs. The feeling of the fabric…or maybe it was the anticipation, Jim was clearly not suffering from the task. It was the perfect fantasy roleplay coming to life!

I told him to get on his knees and look up at me. His expression of fear and curiosity was intoxicating. I slowly gathered my skirt and revealed my black silky panties. At first, he hesitated and looked to me for instruction. “My husband gave me a nice big cream pie before the party, I’m going to need you to clean up his mess. Or I can tell everyone about the dirty panties”. If Jim even thought about it, I’d never have known. He dove into the folds of my well-used pussy. My God, he could eat pussy! The feeling of his tongue snaking in and out of me was pure madness.

It wasn’t long before I came in waves. Jim’s face was soaking wet with me, and my dirty panties. Miraculously, he came the moment I did. What’s weirder is he wasn’t stroking himself, and neither was I. Was my pussy that good?

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