Category: panty sniffing phonesex

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

My nephew was staying the weekend to help me with some much needed manual labor. The favor I asked of him was supposed to be easy. I had requested for him to grab my favorite sunhat before we started working in the back yard, but the house was quiet. The kind of quiet that signals someone is doing something they shouldn’t be. I found him crouched in front of my dirty clothes hamper.

He had pulled out a pair of sheer, midnight-blue lace panties. Eyes closed tightly as he inhaled deeply, losing himself in my scent. My nephew, so consumed by the act that he didn’t hear me lean against the doorframe.

“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him jump and red creep up his cheeks. My panties were still fisted in his hand. I didn’t say anything, wondering what he might try to do next. He braced himself for anger, or disgust. I didn’t yell, I just stood leaning against the doorframe, watching him watch me. Tension filled the space between us, and I moved to step forward. A slow smile tugged at my lips. I took a step into my room; kicking the door shut behind me with a soft…

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I suppose it started as a small, harmless obsession. But, after many years of adding to it, my panty collection now spans every hue and fabric known to man (or even sissy lol). We’re talking neon pinks, gorgeous greens, deep indigos, and scandalous scarlets! All of which make me feel like I’m starring in my own noir film. Cotton is perfectly comfortable I’m sure, but it lacks the decadent glide that silk offers when it first touches my skin.

People talk about “finding your passion” and while some choose stamp collecting or marathons, I’ve decided that curating a drawer full of silky, vibrant panties is a far more rewarding pursuit for a woman like me. Every purchase is a mission that I greatly enjoy. I love spending the day roaming the mall with an iced coffee, while hunting down the perfect pair of emerald bikini cut briefs or finding a rare, dusty rose thong that feels just right. It’s a quest that I take very (VERY) seriously.

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Junie 1844-332-2639 ext 397

This morning’s run was supposed to be one of those “main character” moments. You know, the kind where the air is crisp, your playlist hits perfectly, and you feel unstoppable. It was the first war weather we’ve had this year, so I wanted to take advantage of it. 

Instead, I humbled myself in ways I didn’t think were possible… with my morning run.

It started with a decision I knew better than to make: loading up on fiber before heading out. In theory? Health. Discipline. Wellness. In reality? A ticking time bomb.

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Forcing A Panty Sniffer

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

AH HA! I fucking caught you! I knew someone was sneaking into my room and rifling through my dirty hamper, I just didn’t know it was a wanna be sissy panty sniffer!

Oh, what’s that? You don’t want to be a sissy? You just love how my musky scent lingers on the fabric after a full day of wear? Sure, sure. And you only slip the panties up your hips because you’re imagining humping your pathetic clit against me while I’m wearing them?

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Sneaky Panty Sniffer

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I swear this is the last time I better catch you going into my room you sneaky panty sniffer! Like usual I knew someone was sneaking into my room, sniffing and then shooting loads in my dirty panties. I can always tell! But, I had no idea it was you.

Now that I’ve caught you in my panty drawer, you sneaky panty sniffer, there’s no denying it on your part. Especially since I took pictures of you sniffing them when you weren’t looking. I wonder who I should send them to…?

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Roxy 1 (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

He loved to sniff my panties. Several years ago I was renting a room from my friend and her husband. Occasionally I would notice that some of my panties would be missing. But I would always just think that I left them at work, at a hotel when I was traveling, or at someone’s house. I never would’ve imagined that it would be him taking them. But then one day I came home and caught him. He was sitting right there at the breakfast table. With one pair wrapped around his cock. The other pair was in his face. He was literally sucking on them. His eyes were closed. So he didn’t see me. He didn’t hear me either. So I hid. Because I wanted to watch him. I realized he must have been sucking on those panties for quite some time because the crotch was completely drenched. And his boner was dripping all over the other pair. Damn, he was so hard. I have to admit that I was getting wet just watching him.

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1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

I watch you from the corner of the room, your eyes glued to the damp spot on the carpet. You’re on your hands and knees, nose twitching as you inhale the scent of my arousal. I can’t help but smirk at your pathetic display. You’re my slave, my plaything, and you know it.

“What do we have here?” I purr, sauntering over to you. I place a foot on your back, forcing you to look up at me. “Caught you sniffing my panties, did you?”

You nod, eyes wide and pleading. I can see the desperation in your gaze, the way your dick strains against your pants. You want me, need me, and you know I have the power to give you what you crave.

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Mommy's Panties Make You Cum

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

My son went away to college, and the house was quiet without him. I had so much less cleaning to do, and everything was always where I left it. Honestly, I missed the chaos of being a boy mom, but it was nice to relax for once. I was so excited when he came home for spring break, but I didn’t expect the new type of chaos we would encounter.

The first day he was home, I showered after the gym, and the panties I had laid out went missing. I assumed maybe I had dropped them on the way to the bathroom, or maybe I didn’t grab them like I thought I had, so I let it go and grabbed a new pair. Then, each day, the same thing happened. Even the sweaty pairs I put in my hamper went missing, too!

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

OMG, you guys, I have the most wild story to share about the pervy panty sniffer in my dorm! Like, I recently caught our classmate, this totes gross guy, sniffing around in my dorm room for no reason. I was shocked when I caught him red-handed (or rather, red-nosed). He thought he could just sneak up and perv on my undies like that? Not on my watch, hun!

After the initial shock wore off, I was straight-up fuming. How dare this creep invade my personal space like that?! But I knew I had to handle it. So, I quickly tied him up with some spare sheets, making sure he was secure but not hurting. Next, I whipped out my phone to document this whole ordeal, ’cause proof is key, am I right?

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Would you wear panties for Francie

Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Coming across men like you is one of my favorite ‘projects.’ It’s adorable how inexperienced you are. I can physically see you shaking when I’m close. It makes you so much easier to manipulate. We both know you’re salivating over my body. What would you do to get a chance to undress me? How far would you go to experience spreading my legs and tasting my pussy?

Would you wear panties for a chance to fuck me?

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