Please don’t read if you are not interested in women’s panty stories. I don’t want to waste your time…
[TRUE STORY] I stayed at a friend & his wife’s house while re-locating a few years ago deep in Alabama. I just moved out of my house after selling and stayed at their place for a few days until I moved. They helped me move into their guest room upstairs which was across the hall from their bedroom. She who I will call Beka, was a hidden beauty with a great figure, but never flaunted it. Beka was about 5’ 8”, blonde hair, and had a trimmed figure even after having kids. She probably weighed about 130 and had a great boob/ass mixture even though you could hardly tell from her outfits. Her personality and body was the definition of feminine. Anyways… They left that afternoon for family pictures, and I stayed back at their house since it would make no sense for be to go with them. I also had things to finish for my move up north. They left, and I was now alone in my room which was next to the master bedroom, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I have always had a secret panty desire and I knew I would never get a chance like this again. I made my way into the room and found a mostly empty hamper in the closet. At the bottom was 1 pair of panties. They where bikini style, size small, light blue, and silk, and were smaller than I imagined. They must have been a tight fit when I think of her wearing them. Overwhelmed and shaking due to my nervousness/shame, I open the panties for a look. The panties were mostly clean except for a small white streak which was still semi wet. I calmed down after a bit, and my panty instincts told be that she groomed and was likely full bare from initial look., I couldn’t help but give them a smell. The main crouch portion (Zone 2) had a mild scent that was clearly her pussy after a normal day of wearing panties. It was intoxicating. I asked myself why am I smelling panties from a friend’s wife who we are friends with? Opportunity is opportunity but I immediately felt guilty/nervous again because of our friendship. I returned the panties in the hamper and left. Back in my room, I realized i needed to put these thoughts aside since I would never get this chance again, so I decided too make sure I didn’t miss anything. This time I took the panties and smelled the backend portion (zone 3). I immediately smelled an ass that was both sweet and natural. It is hard to describe, but Beka had a very distinguishable smell that was sweet and earthy. The panties were clean so I attribute the smell to Southern summers! We all ate dinner together that night and I couldn’t help but remember that I now know what her a$$ and pu$$sy smells while eating dinner together . I’ve got a few other good stories if you enjoyed this one.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a8qy68/smelling_a_friends_wifes_panties