As far back as my adolescents, I have had a panty-sniffing fetish. In my teens, whenever possible, I would snatch a pair out of the hamper from one of my various girlfriends to enjoy. As I got older and got married, sniffing the wife’s panties just got boring. One day while watching porn and surfing the internet, I came across an article about a woman making large sums of money selling her underwear here on Reddit. I quickly investigated and was delighted to see the wide selection of fetish items for me to choose from, all easily obtainable with a reasonable amount of money.
It wasn’t long until I had my PO Box set up, my anonymous email address, Cash App, and Venmo accounts. My first purchase was from a seller in Arizona. I was thrilled and excited, waiting in anticipation for that first pair to arrive. My anticipation soon turned to frustration as 4 days passed, then 5, and eventually 7 days until the package arrived. At this point, I was concerned that there would even be scent left for me to sniff. I opened the package to find my selection contained in a Ziploc baggie. I popped the seal and to my surprise, there was still a faint aroma of her sweaty workout routine remaining.
After a few more failed attempts in achieving the 3-day shipping advertised by the postal service, the hunt was on for a local provider. This proved to be more difficult than it seems. You see, most girls who sell their undergarments online prefer to remain anonymous and are understandably quite skittish about sharing their location even though the zip code is easily obtainable once the package arrives.
Besides Reddit, I ended up joining about five other fetish selling platforms across the internet in search of a Kansas or Missouri girl. I have always made it clear in all my profiles of my intention to find a local seller even placing classified ads on the popular sites. It took about six months to finally achieve my goal but the effort and persistence paid off.
Her name is Roxy. She contacted me after noticing in my profile that I was looking for a local seller. She said she was fairly close to my requested location. I explained my kinks and that I had a severe craving for a fresh pair of used panties. I then asked if she would be willing to do a dead drop. She seemed intrigued by my request and enthusiastic about working with me. What I didn’t know was that I was about to have the best experience EVER purchasing and receiving a pair of panties.
I quickly selected a pair that I liked from her shop. It was a pair of blue Victoria’s Secret cotton bikini style. We briefly discussed my scent preferences and the workings of the drop before I made payment via Cash App. I also ordered a photo set of her modeling my selection and a 1 hour Kik session scheduled for after receipt of the package. Once payment was received I was added to her calendar for wear.
Almost immediately I noticed that Roxy was not like most of the sellers I’ve dealt with. I was receiving updates and regular communication even before the wear had begun. She made it very clear that she intended to make this the best experience possible for me. She selected a drop zone that was easy for me to access and described she would be wearing for me right up until it was time to deposit them into a Ziploc and place them in the hiding spot.
At about the time when wear was to begin, Roxy notified me of something new she was offering. It was a condom that she would place on her sex toy during masturbation. Once finished, she would turn the condom inside out and seal it in a bag for me to slide on to aid in my masturbation. I had seen these offerings before but I have been hesitant to purchase because of the length of transit times. She offered to prepare the condom for me on the day of the drop so the natural lube would be as fresh as possible. The cost seemed like a good value and I am always up for trying something new so I sealed the deal. Soon after that, the photo set was delivered via Kik.
On May 18th, the day of the drop, I received a photo and video of the condom in action along with a message revealing the approximate time she would be hiding my package. The intention was for me to be within about 10 minutes of the drop zone before she would send me the exact location. At the precise prearranged time I received a dropped pin on google maps and a photo of the hiding spot within a cemetery. I confirmed that she was clear of the drop zone before responding to the site. Once I had reached the destination I spotted the stash within seconds. I quickly made the grab and notified her immediately that the operation was a success.
After making my way out of the cemetery I couldn’t wait to experience the freshly packaged items that were lying right next to me in the seat. I popped the seal on the ziplock and snatched out the panties which went immediately to my face. I felt my eyes brighten and my cock swell as the familiar musky scent hit my nose. These were freshly peeled. Something that I had not experienced in a long time. You can’t get this scent through the mail. I swear I could feel the heat and moisture from her obvious long commute.
My cock was throbbing by now. I had one more item that was piquing my curiosity. It was time to investigate the condom. It was packaged separately in its own ziplock. I removed it and gave it a twist between my fingers to get a sense of the amount, viscosity, and condition of the natural lube. It was somewhat dry at the base but the friction progressively decreased as I made my way down to the reservoir tip. I struggled a bit with getting it on as it was already unrolled. I had to squeeze the tip and draw the lube up the condom between my fingers before stretching it over the head of my fully engorged cock.
I reclined my seat and edged myself while exploring every square inch of the soft cotton material. I started with zone two as it is always the easiest and quickest to locate. I was delighted to find a sweaty musky scent with a hint of urine. I worked my way up the gusset in a zigzag pattern toward zone one. Here I was surprised to find a more pungent dull scent which is typically associated with a sweaty zone three. I double-checked to make sure I didn’t have them upside down and affirmed I was holding them correctly. Zone three ended up being absent which is typical for bikini cut panties. I alternated back and forth between zones one and two trying to decide which one I favored the most. By now the condom is gliding with ease as I have added my own precum to the mix. I decided on zone two as the spot to release my load while adding strength and speed to my grip. I exploded with double, if not triple the amount of cum, undoubtedly due to the mental stimulation gained as a result of the dedication by the seller, natural lube, freshness of the items, and thrill of the drop. The condom proved to be a good investment as cleanup was a breeze.
Roxy was a doll throughout the entire process She is the ultimate Girl-Next-Door. Not only does she have a fantastic unique scent pattern, but she also went out of her way (literally) to make sure all my wishes were fulfilled. Everything I threw at her she was game for and seemed just as excited to do it as I was to receive it. She made me feel comfortable about my kinks and we spoke as if we had been friends forever. She exceeded my expectations in every category, especially in regard to communication. I am truly excited about our next adventure together and hopefully, it will be soon.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gne56o/mf_i_have_a_pantysniffing_fetish_i_found_my_dream