Saturday, February 6, 2016

Sniffing Dirty Knickers


When I was a schoolboy I used to steal knickers to sniff. It was a long time ago and I stopped while I was still a youngster.

I began by taking knickers from washing lines while playing truant from school but this didn't satisfy me: I didn't know the women who had worn them and they smelled only of freshly laundered linen.

I then moved on to sniffing my female cousin's and my aunty's dirty knickers from the laundry basket in their bathroom when I visited. This was better because they had a strong smell of piss and other secretions - it was the smell of my cousin's pissy cunt that turned me on most. We grew up together and she was like a sister to me. I couldn't bring myself to steal them though. The high point was visiting one time when my cousin was out and being left to wait in her bedroom until she returned. A pair of her jeans was draped over the back of her chair near her bedroom door and I had a good wank snffing the crotch of her jeans which were very strongly scented with her urine

I sort of grew out of the habit as I left my teens but I did sometimes filch fellow students' knickers from the Halls of Residence Laundromat and take them to my room for a wank.

The last time I wanked sniffing a pair of knickers was sniffing a pair of my ex's from the laundry basket in her bathroom only a matter of months ago but I'd gone decades without doing it.

I do love the smell though, the natural intense smell of a woman's cunt and arse.