Welcome back to me being a slut misfiring. This might be my craziest story yet, it sounds like a (well written) porno script
I have a roommate, let’s call her Angel. And if you’ve read any of my posts in the past you’d know I’m bi, but prefer girls to guys. And Angela is sexy. She’s not amazing, probably not model material, but since I’ve met her I’ve had a bit of a crush, not romantic, purely sexual.
The problem is, she is most definitely straight, with a long-term boyfriend. We’ll call him Aaron. Aaron has been a bit of a bad past, falling out with family etc.
I have before on a few occasions, when home alone, snuck into Angela’s room, gone into her laundry basket, taken out some panties and had a good sniff, sometimes playing with myself while doing so.
More recently, this habit backfired. I knew she’s out of town, visiting family oversees for the week. I arrive home late one night (maybe around 10), get into my pjs (a short, rather see-through dress) and I lie on the sofa, after about 11 minutes on Reddit, getting me suitably horny I get an idea.
Now if just like to include this entire time I’ve had earphones in while on my phone, listening to some music like I do most nights just to relax.
I enter Angela’s bedroom, it’s dark, I can barely see anything, but I know where I’m going. I head straight for the laundry basket and feel around using touch. I finally feel some lace and pull. I bring it to my face and take a long sniff. It was good, surprisingly fresh, to not sound like a perv. “Ah fuck” I mutter.
This is where it all goes wrong.
I hear movement, I jump out of my skin, a lot. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
It was a males voice.
More specifically Aaron’s voice.
A light turns on.
I should probably explain what’s going on, but bear in mind I don’t find this out until much later on. Aaron, characteristically, had just fallen out with his parents, whom he still lives with. Angel had kindly said that he could stay at ours, with his spare keys.
Now I’ll later found out I was sent this information via WhatsApp while I was out. Of course, I’m infamously bad at checking WhatsApp, obviously when I’m out, but of course when I was home I was too focused on the front page of r/holdthemoan to notice.
“What are you doing with those?”
“Fucking whore!”
“She’s mine!”
I blush profusely, I stammer an apology, I drop the panties and stand up to leave, heading for the door. He grabs my wrist.
“She’s mine, stay away!”
Aaron has always been the over-protective, fragile, boyfriend.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help myself” I look up embarrassed but don’t see what I’m expecting, I’ll see a smirk.
“I can’t help myself, I’m sorry… sir” yes I know, before you comment, horny me makes stupid fucking decisions.
“That’s ok, but you know there’s going to have to be a punishment in order” Aaron’s grin grows. I nod, a little too insistently. He removed his hand from my wrist, then onto my hair, and pulls me towards the bed.
I gasp a little out of pain, but I think he can tell some excitement bled into that as well. Aaron sits on the bed and pulls me over his lap, chest and stomach on his knees.
He grabs them hem of my dress and pulls it up, revealing my ass. I’m not wearing any panties. He brings his hand up, a little dramatically, above his head and then brings it down fast, spanking me. I can’t help but cry out.
He spends the next maybe quarter of an hour spanking me, and man did it hurt. After about the ten minute mark I had gone a bit numb to it. My ass is bright red, and I couldn’t sit on it for like the next week.
But he kept going. Why? Because I was getting wet. Of course I fucking was, why am I like this.
He slides a couple of fingers in, a little harshly. My whimpers turn to moans. Ok I’m still whimpering a bit, it hurt a little.
“Ok that’s enough” he pushes me off. Just on to the damn floor. He lies on his bed “now come suck My dick”
I pick myself up off the floor, get myself over to him. I crawl up the bed, and slide him in. He’s about average length, but very thick.
I spend the next maybe ten minutes, choking, and drawling and gagging on this cock, but he keeps going, a little harshly.
Eventually he comes and I pull out, gasping for air, cum dripping down my lip. He sits their panting, not even looking at me. Yes I know he’s a dick.
I stand up and leave, go to my bedroom, clean myself up and go to sleep. This is never discussed again, and Angel never finds out.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ctm6qp/i_get_punished_for_sniffing_panties
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