This is part 2.
So I watched her a few more times and then I was caught.
She looked up, hands between her legs and saw me, hiding in a bush!
Oi! She called, Champ!
I froze, and games up, I fessed up, and walked out to meet her.
She patted the ground next to her, and I laid out my jacket and sat.
So you like to watch huh?
She asked how many times I had spied on her, and I told her; many times.
She considered, thought about just what I must have witnessed.
Then she raised her arms, and I could see the dark sweat patches.
Sniff it – she said.
I could smell her without moving any closer, my heart was hammering in my chest. She smelled like almond and vinegar.
Sniff it – she said
I moved nearer and inhaled, my penis started, obviously, tenting my trousers.
You like that don’t you – she said.
I nodded. Mutely.
She quickly undid a few buttons and pulled her shirt over her head. Now I could see her armpit hair, stubbly. The smell was more intense: pickled onions and honey.
Sniff it again – she breathed
I got closer and she pulled my head against her hairy armpits, I could feel the sweat on my face. I breathed and my cock wobbled.
She, panting, put her hands between her legs and stroked.
Is it stinky? She asked
Yes I breathed
Tell me – she said.
Its stinky – I said stinky and sexy
She gasped and shuddered, squeezing her hands between her legs.
When she had collected herself she asked if I was going to cum. I told her I’d like to.
She lifted her arms and stroked her pits.
Finish there – she said.
I stood, and fumbled my penis out of my trousers.
In three strokes I spurted my seed all over her stubbly armpits.
She rubbed the sticky fluid into her hairs and then brought her arms down, squelching the semen out.
Then she put her shirt back on got up and left without looking back.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qa1i53/watching_her_again_m_armpit_sniffing_and