Panty Sniffing Punishment Becomes a New Kink ♕

A dirty little secret.

 

What had started as a harmless bit of kinky fun had now wormed its way into your brain. It began affecting your everyday functioning. You started getting horny more often, all because of that one thing she did. The first time it happened, she was on her back in only a shirt and underwear. They were pretty, lacy, and dark purple. You crawled between her legs and felt her hand sink into your hair. She held your face firmly against her. Panty sniffing punishment, she said it was, for leaving her wanting all day. It was the first time she’d ever done anything of the sort. Now you can’t stop thinking about it.

Panty sniffing punishment turned into an addiction.

Later, you found yourself stealing her panties like a pathetic thief. Not permanently, since her musky smell eventually faded, but briefly sneaking a pair from her laundry basket when you were alone. You found yourself smelling them when you knew you wouldn’t be interrupted. While she was at work, when she was showering, even while she was sleeping next to you. It made you feel so dirty, but you had never been more turned on in your life. Whenever she made the slightest noise in her sleep, your heart rate would quicken. What would she do if she found you? Once she knew that her panty sniffing punishment had held you, hostage, since she introduced you to it?

She was out on her daily jog, and you were clutching the pair of panties she wore yesterday. Your back was pressed against the headrest while your hand wrapped around your cock, pumping it hard and fast. Meanwhile, your other hand was damn near smothering you with her panties. You held them over your nose and mouth, the air filtering through the thin cloth, heavy with her scent. Your eyes rolled with the pleasure of it. Your tongue pokes out from between your lips, and her taste makes the room heat up. You feel delirious, disgusting, and desperate.

“What the fuck am I doing?” you wonder, though you do not stop.

“I was wondering the same thing.”

Her voice was like a load of ice water falling on your head. You froze up immediately, ripping the panties away from your face as if you could hide the evidence.

“So, is this what you’ve been doing while I’m away, you disgusting little fuck?” she demanded. You swallowed hard, unsure of how to tell her that her panty sniffing punishment had become intoxicating. She crawled onto the bed, ripped the panties from your hands, and pushed you hard. “You’ve been stealing my panties and sniffing them like a desperate pervert?”

Oh god, even the way she spoke to you kept your cock rock-hard. You bit your lip, feeling an overwhelming shame mingling with your arousal. Somehow, it made you feel even more turned on. You could tell it was hot outside; she was covered in a glistening layer of sweat from head to toe. She pulled her very tight shorts off and placed her knees on either side of your head, looking down at you from between her breasts.

“If I had known my panty sniffing punishment would affect you this much, I would’ve done it a long time ago.” she panted and lowered herself onto your face, pressing the crotch of her panties up against your nose. God, you could stay like that forever, and the way she rubbed her pussy against you makes you think she loved it just as much.

Did this make your cock jump, just thinking of having me straddle your face? Give me a call, and let’s make your fantasy come true~