I confess I love the smell of a female ass. The strong aroma and taste is intoxicating. Had some many grat experiences going down on and sniffing my girls ass. Anyone else?

I finally had a taste of my mother in law’s sweet pussy. The heat has been building up for some time. All the flirting, light touching, sexy glares, and teasing advances... I had big hopes for the weekend and decided I would take advantages of any opportunities to make some progress. I can barely handle being in a room with her anymore... I get so hot and excited. Her sexy eyes... Her long beautiful graying hair... her long legs that matches her dangling fingers... so well kept and soft. I can’t help but stare at her lips... her earlobes... I can’t help but breathe in her sweet smell. The desire pushing me forward... l knew I had a couple days with her staying here... I would have to be cautious... but could maneuver my way around the family to spend some time with her. I figured I’ve waited this long... all the massages... hand holding... awkward kisses .... any time is good time spent chipping away at the prize. I made sure to be well stocked in wine, smiles, and compliments. I was very excited to leave work on the day of her arrival. The anticipation of knowing I had a few hours that held a chance of sharing a few moments alone as the kids would be playing and my wife working. I rushed home to lay on my early impressions. Storming in the door with a bit of haste and relief of the work day... we shared a quick hug and kiss in the cheek. I told her to hang tight... I was going to work out and have a quick shower... and then I’d catch up with her... she smiled with content... she always compliments me for taking care of myself and I’m sure it turns her on when I’m pumped up from a good lifting session... so I thought I’d lay that on right away... it was hard not to just sit down with her as we’ve both been messaging back and forth about how excited we are to see each other... but I love when she tells me I’m hot and squeezes my arm... or shoulders... so I gave 200%... cleaned up and made sure my cock was pumped up and displayed for temptation... (my MIL has a hard time keeping he eyes off my bulge... But I’ve also made sure to entice her over the years, letting it hang out the side of my underwear in mornings where we’ve been around each other). Time to open some wine and start the convo... we sat beside each other on the sofa... playing our usual chat with light touching... her grabbing my hand in times of excitement... or grabbing my thigh. The seductive smiles... god I was already so excited... we shared a bottle and my wife can home... we had a nice dinner ... after we sat around the table... my mother in law’s eyes glued on my girth in my pants... which made my hard... which she noticed... this went on for 2 hours... not much on day one... but desire was thick in the air... I never understand how my wife is ok with the apparent awkward moments. We had a fabulous evening. I had to work in the morning... next day, same drill... rush home, pump muscles, pump cock... go hang out with mom... crack a bottle... very nice wine tonight... no work tomorrow... tell myself to take charge, take chances... but be careful... mother in law’s nature is to be in control... and since I’ve learnt that, things have rolled smoothly. So all the same kind of flirting is going on... but as I’m bringing bbq in from outside my mother in law turns around and places her hand right on my cock and squeezes it... my wife standing in the background... my mil says ‘oops, I almost touched his dick!’ She gives me a devilish smile... I can’t believe she pulled a stunt like that in front of her daughter! And of course, I melted. As the frustration as been.. it’s hard to get anywhere with no real alone time... Thursday night was another fabulous night filled with flirting, smiles, occasional soft touching... and the cock squeeze... I went to bed very horny... I had a hard time sleeping... thinking about that woman. I wanted to raid the guest room and Fuck her like a beast. But so impossible without getting caught. I would have to be creative and work within boundaries if anything were to be snuck. I decided an early morning workout beside the room she’s staying in would allow for some opportunity. So I headed down nice and early... I made sure to make some good grueling noises... in hopes that she’d hear. I finished up but couldn’t keep her off my mind... I couldn’t help but pull my cock out and stroke it outside her door... whispering her name ... hoping she might open and catch me being naughty... but she did drink a bit of wine the night before... and didn’t wake until a bit later... although I know she was at least listening at one point as she said it sounded like I was doing quite an intense exercise... my cock was now leaking constantly due to the excitement over the last couple days... I was dying to fuck. At one point threw the morning I headed downstairs to grab some more wine from the cellar. I passed the guest room and noticed my MIL’s panties stacked on top her clothes... Now I’ve done it a few times before... but not in a while... and I couldn’t help myself... I went over... picked them up and sniffed them right on the pussy patch. My god! I ate a lot of pussy growing up... and let me tell you... nothing smells better than this woman’s pussy. It is like a fine tea that you can’t help to keep sniffing to enjoy the many sweet pleasing aromas. I left that room 3 times and had to go back for more... sniffing and licking her cloth... the third time I didn’t hear the steps creep... busted red handed by my mother in law... putting her panties back. I quickly grabbed the pile of clothes... ‘I was doing laundry... Can I wash these clothes for you?’ I asked with an obvious blush to my face. She smiled and winked.. ‘that would be great sweetie!’ I took a gasp an rounded things up... her looking at me with awe. I didn’t know if I fucked up or not... I went upstairs to clear my head. My wife decided to take the kids for nap. Leaving the 2 of us alone. My MIL asked me if I wanted to watch a movie with her while the others slept. Really? Of course! The first bit of the movie we lightly chatted... she picked the movie and it was a tear jerker... by the middle of the movie she was crying... and I placed hand in her back to rub it... she grabbed my other hand and held it... minute by minute we pulled each other tighter. To the point where I had both arms wrapped around her from behind... locked... my chin nudged into her neck... my hands placed on her stomach... rubbing her right above her pants ... squeezing her in my arms... I started moaning a bit... she started moaning more... I placed my lips on her neck... and started kissing... behind her ear along her neck, down her shoulder... my fingers reaching down her pants slowly... longing for her pussy... the smell of her panties lingering in my nostrils... right then she says ‘I know you were jacking off out my door, and I caught you with your face in my panties’ I just smiled and said... ‘what can I say mom, I want you!’ Without hesitation she grabbed my head and pushed me down... YES! I couldn’t wait to taste her. I slid her pants off... and took a noticeable whiff as I came back up... ‘do you like the smell of my panties?’ She asked... ‘I like the smell of your pussy’ I replied. I took one long swipe of her slit and clit with my tongue... ‘Mmm, and it tastes even better!’ Before I knew it my tongue was penetrating in and out of her perfectly pink pussy... I spread her lips and brushed away her bush to lick and suck her clit with conviction... she was dripping on to the chair as I did my best to clean it up to leave to trace... and I just wanted every bit of her in my mouth. She smelt and tasted amazing. I could eat her out all day and night! Sticking my tongue in as deep as I could and sucking hard as I pulled it out... I pulled her pants further down and turned her around, bent her over the chair and started to lick her asshole... starting with light little circles... and then piercing it with the tip... I couldn’t believe this woman’s smell and taste...the kind you just want to take a bite out of... I could tell she enjoyed my rimming... but I could also tell this was a first for her... so I went back to her Pussy... which was now full of her cum... spread all over her bush... gushing like she hadn’t been fucked for years... I was so hard... she now had her hands in my shorts... tugging them down... stroking my cock in her hands... I had pictured this so many times... and now I was feeling her work her fingers on my throbbing cock. She grabbed it with one him first as she grabbed one ass cheek with the other... and opened her mouth... when we could her the door down the hallway open up... I flipped my dick back in my pants and my MIL pulled her leggings up. My wife came down the hall as I turned around and grabbed a drink of water... ‘good nap?’ I asked. ‘Yeah... what time is it?’ She asked. ‘4:30’ her mom replied. ‘What’s that in your face?’ My wife asked me... I could only assume it was her mother’s cum all over my cheeks and chin. ‘I coughed up a bit of water’ I said. At that moment I noticed my MIL’s crotch was soaked in her pants. ‘I’m going for a shower before dinner if that’s ok?’ She said to my wife as she winked at me... we had little time alone again before she left.... but I enjoyed every minute of her visit and loved hearing her tell her daughter numerous times ‘ that was such a good movie and hug... no one’s ever hugged me like that before’...
I was left with mad blue balls. Good thing her daughter fucks and sucks so good... but I can’t wait until we meet up again. And I can’t get that scent off my mind. I love my MIL.

I confess I love to smell a girls butt. Love to kiss and run my face in her butt cheeks then work my nose in her asshole and sniff her ass scent. Once I was getting ready with a girl and as she undressed I asked her to stop so I could enjoy pulling off her panties. I knelt behind her and buried my face in her panty ass and could smell her ass aroma mixed with her pussy smell. I was in heaven. Another time with her we were doing heavy petting and as she was stroking me I worked my hand down her backside, rubbed up and down her ass crack and worked my finger in her asshole. It was slippery and when I pulled my finger out and lifted it to my nose I smelled her ass and I shot hard as she rubbed me.

I confess that I when to stay at a buddy's house. I was looking forward to seeing his 20 Year old daughter who I have known since she was little. As she has gotten older I have found myself checking her out more and more. Last year our families went on vacation together and I had to stop myself from burring my face in those tits and that ass. So anyway I am looking forward to seeing her when I find out she stayed at school. The night progresses and my buddy tells me that I can sleep in his daughters room, but it was a little messy as she was home the night before. We all go to bed and I see her hamper is there filled with clothes. I have been feeling a little extra horny lately so the though of finding a pair of panties but I decided against it. After a little debate with myself I gave in and went to the clothes and right on top there was a pair of cotton panties. I when back to the bed, turn them inside out, brought them to my noise and man. Something must have been getting this little slut soaking wet because there was a bouquet of the most beautiful aroma emanating from the crotch. I was so hard I thought my cock was going to pop like a balloon. I almost came when I grabbed my cock so I stopped: I was not going to waist this treat. I edged for about an with those smelly panties on my head until I ripped them off, wrapped them around my painfully hard dick and blew a gallon of jizz straight into them.

First time I got some pussy from my fat mom Mom.  one Friday  i had decided I was going to stay home and not go out with my friends was about 6 o'clock when Mom got home and walked in she said hi and said she was surprised to see me home she said she figured I would be out chasing girls with my buddy's I told her everyone had plans and I was just going to stay home tonight I watch as my short bbw mother walked down the hall and to her bedroom to get out of her work uniform and take a shower i crept down the hall and watch her reflection in her dresser mirror as she stripped naked and disappeared into her bathroom closing the door I ran in her room and found her fresh warm damp panties and held the damp crotch to my nose and took in her musky aroma I was instantly hard I sucked and sniffed her panties until I heard the shower cut off I went back to the living room about 20 min later she entered the living room in her bathrobe with her lotion 🧴 her nightly routine as she started applying her lotion she mentioned how sore her legs and feet were be being the nasty perve i offered to rub her feet for her she was laying on the couch with her feet in my lap I started massaging her feet working in the lotion taking my time as I was massaging her feet I had noticed she had her eyes closed and her robe had opened just enough I could see her fat hairy pussy I moved and readjusted my self in doing so she let her knees part a little bit more I was rock fucking hard staring at her the dark bush and Scarlett red 🍒 pussy meat I began working lotion into her legs she spread her legs a little bit more she was moaning telling me I'm such a good boy I could smell the aroma of her horniness escaping her mature pussy filling my nostrils when I had finally worked my way to the top of her legs she had her legs spread ludely spread open I took it as an invitation and started playing with her pussy she let out a sharp gasp and hissed and me calling me her nasty mommas boy and started talking very dirty to me got my face between her legs and took in a deep breath through my nose 👃 taking in all of mothers horny musky smell before I started tongue fucking my mom's fat pussy I ate her fat stinky pussy for a good 15 min before she got up climbed on top of me and slipped my young hard cock into her fat hairy pussy saying promise to cum inside mommy she rode me for about another 10 min before I filled my mom's womb with my potent incestuous seed  fast forward to today I'm 25 and have been in a sexual relationship with my mother for well over 10 years 

Busted my bbw mom masturbating and ended up have some kinky sex with her first she was mad and told me to get out of her room but i got behind her and started playing with her pussy she started to moan so i ate her hairy pussy and ass was some of the hottest shit ever hering and seeing her like that tasting and smelling her womanly flavors and aromas she  gets very creamy  i got her on her back and slipped my dick in my moms fat pussy her thick dark bush and red pussy meat driving me crazy as i fucked her i talked really nasty to her said things like you like that dont you you nasty slut fucking your horny son thats your sons cock making you cum mom that your sons cock in your stinky pussy mom . She said things like cum in mommy breed you mommy you nasty boy . I filled her twice with my cum deep than sucked the cum out of her pussy and spit in in her mouth 

I confess I had fingered my maid servant when she was 19. She had a virgin bushy pussy and very small tits .

Basically I had seduced her .

I used to purposefully watch porn when she used to clean my room . This included oral and anal porn.

I often found her trying to do her work but saw her glancing at the TV too. Finally , she told me one day that why are you watching this when a girl is in the room. She seemed angry but I knew it, that her pussy must have been wet.

I made her comfortable, have her water and asked her does she want to see me naked.

To my surprise, she said yes .

That's when , I got naked in front of her and also pulled her close to me and encouraged her to get nude as well.

She was feeling shy , so I led her to the bathroom, closed the door and unclothed her .

Her pussy was wet , soaking wet and her tiny tits were perky.

I fingered her slowly and ate her pussy. It had an aroma of piss and sex juices. I slurped it all.

In return I fucked her anally since I didn't want to destroy her virginity, knowing that her virginity is important for her future.

I loved it and we did it many times . She also are my cum.

We carried on for 6 months and then I got bored with her.

While I was using the bathroom at my gt house (she still lives at home). I noticed her younger sisters panties on the floor. Ive never taken any notice the her before but as I looked at her panties I noticed they were full of dis charge. What was I supposed to do let this little treat go to waste? So I picket them up and smelled her sweet aroma and licked all her pussy juices off her panties. All the while my coco was so hard I couldn't help but rub one off into the crouch of her dirty panties. I hope she finds them tonight and plays with my cumin like I did with hers.

*ThePurvyPantyFreak*

Some borrowed panties fresh from the laundry basket 😛 love the sweet scent and aroma from dirty panties that have been worn all day rubbing against a pussy I wanna fuck so badly!!

i wanna be a whore to a BIG HARD DICK! i wanna feel it when it is soft and start to harden in my hand. knowing that my touch is making his cock hard gets me going. i wanna look at it, blow on it and watch it jump and jerk as it gets harder and harder. i wanna run my painted nails under the bottom of it as it grows to full hardness. i wanna bury my face in his crotch and smell his muskiness. feel his big hard cock presing up against my cheek as i sniff in his aroma. i wanna nuzzle my face in his nut sack and then start to cover his balls with little licks and kisses, making that dick get ROCK HARD! i wanna start to lick it from the base of the nuts, underneath it where it feels sooooooo damn good. little short licks, followed by a steady hot wet lick from balls to head then engulf the head of that cock into my hot wet mouth and suck on just the head. followed by more licks and kisses. i want that dick to get just as hard as it can. a BIG HARD COCK about 8 to 10 inches long, with big veins wrapped around it. then i will grab the base of that cock and squeeze, making those veins bulge out even more, and the head get bigger and bigger. i LOVE to feel a big hard cock in my mouth when it is being choked by my hand. then i start to lick it like a lollipop, slurp, slurp, slurp. licking under the head and taking the head inside my HOT WET MOUTH. as it starts to leak that sweet pecum, i let it fall on my tongue the suck it down into my belly. licking up each precious drop of that sweet nectar, before taking it ALL the way down my throat as my lips wrap around the base he can feel my tonsils, i relax and swallow and my throat closes around the head and sucks it down. i LOVE BIG HARD COCKS dowm my throat, gagging me, making me drool all over them. i start to suck on that dick, bobbing my head up and down, up and down with a good amount of suction. my cheeks caving in as i pull my head up then puffing up as i go down again. up and down, suck, up and down, suck. again and again, over and over, my head is spinning as i feel the cock getting bigger, hear him start to breathe a bit heavier as i continue to bob and suck, bob and suck, bob and suck. cock getting bigger, breathing heavier, i can sense he is getting close, more sweet precum drip from the head onto my tongue, as i continue to bob and suck, bob and suck. up and down, bob and suck. i take it all the way down and swallow, letting my throat wrap around it tightly before bobbing and sucking some more. i feel his hands on the top of my head as he pulls me down further, harder, now it is like he is fucking my face. using my mouth as his cunt, fucking it harder and deeper, sucking noises coming from my mouth and slapping noises as my nose bounces off his belly. bob and suck, bob and suck, up and down, again and again. now he is really going to it. i no longer have to bob and suck as he pulls my head down then back up again. he is fucking my throat and i am LOVING it. Take that DICK, BITCH, Take that DICK. my head is now going up and down so fast its almost a blur as he pulls and pushes it up and down. the head of that BIG HARD COCK is pounding my tonsils with every stroke, i gag and drool, spit is now flowing freely from out the sides of my mouth as he fucks it again and again, he tenses, then pulls me down hard, the head of his cock almost reaching my stomach, but that is not what i want. if he cums now, it will bypass my mouth, my tongue and i will barely taste it. i close my throat and he pulls down as i push up and he screams, AAAAAAHHHHHH and the cum erupts form his balls, i can feel it as it rushes up the shaft of that engorged cock and erupts just as i reach the head. it blows right into my wanting waiting mouth, and floods my mouth. i catch it all inside my mouth, spurt after spurt of that YUMMY DELICIOUS CUM-MMMMMM. i feel it flood my mouth to overflowing but i dont dare swallow, nor do i let a delicious drop escape my lips. he slows and soon stops bucking his hips as i wrap my lips tight around the head, holding all that goodness insdie my mouth. i let the head pop out of my lips, closing up so i dont spill a drop. i llok up at him, my make up smeared all over my face, my lipstick on his now deflating cock. i lean my head back and open my mouth slowly, to show him the big load of cum inside my lips and mouth. i lean further back and start to gargle, some of the cum drips out the sides of my mouth and drops on the floor. little cum bubbles are popping up around my nose as i gargle, popping on my lips and chin. i stop gargling and start swishing all the yummines around inside of my mouth, making sure i get my teeth and gums coated with it befoe i show him again before i swallow it down, feeling it flood down my throat and it almost splashes when it hits my belly. i open again to show him that i swallowed it all. i look down and see the drops of cum on the floor. then i get down on my hands and knees, in my short little school girl skirt and 6 inch heels. head down and ass up as i stick my tongue out and lick the cum drops from the floor, making sure he can see the gstring up my bare shining ass. i moan, as i lick it up, MMMMMMMM i LOVE your cum. i shake my ass and i feel his big heavy hands slap my ass, and i know that soon, that BIG HARD COCK will be buried balls deep, in my ass as he pounds me again and again, over and over. oh, how i LOVE being a PRISSY, CROSS DRESSING, PANTY WEARING, COCK SUCKING, SHORT SKIRT FLIRT, DICK LICKING, HIGH HEEL CLICKING AND CLACKING, CUM SWIZZLING, GARGLING, GUZZLING PRETTY LIL SISSY FAGGOT. A FAGGOT FOR COCK AND A QUEER FOR CUM!!!!

I confess that I love eating pussy and ass more than I love fucking it. There is just something about the slickness,aroma,heat that makes me insane. I could eat it for hours and just cum without my cock even being touched.

Care to expand the story (involves female scat)?

I'm not good at story writing, hence the following request: I would love to read a story about a secret female-scat fetishist society that surreptitiously farms the poop of young, beautiful women by employing them as fashion models or hosting them in what is supposedly a modeling or finishing school. The unaware models are put on a special diet that significantly reduces the toxicity of their poop, improves the aroma and taste, and generally causes them to have large and healthy bowel movements. Given some convincing excuse, the models would be ordered to empty their bowels into two porcelain pots, one would hold their piss, the other their prized poop. Maids would then remove the pots and deliver them to the groups secret confectionary were connoisseurs of female manure would taste and grade the "fruit" of the harvest. The best, that is the most fragrant and piquant of the pee would be set aside in order to produce fine vintages named after the girl in whom it was originally brewed. Lesser quality product would be mixed to produce girl-pee soda for fetishists; a special cream-pee soda, containing fragrant pussy secretions, would also be made. Since half the excitement for a girl-poop aficionado lies in admiring the unique shape of a particular day's poop, grade-A quality poop would congealed in transparent jelly and then canned to prevent loss of original shape and to ensure maximum freshness. Each can of a particular girl's poop would contain a photo of the girl who pooped it, emphasizing her best physical attributes. Girl's with a tendency to drip a lot of pussy cream when they poop would be specially desirable and any cream collected in their poop pots would be canned along with the poop, and advertised accordingly. "Rotten-panty-tacos" would also be prepared by wrapping her poop into one of her used panties that was previously soaked in her pee, topping it off with some of her own cream, and packaging the resulting confection in a beautiful, gourmet-food can. Of course our chefs and culinary artists would be experts in preparing addictive dishes made from our girls' fresh and canned poop, pee, and cream. Our girls, without knowing it of course, would be fed these and other natural and organic female-farmed delicacies from time to time.

Its my mums panties that do it for me, sometimes they just have a pussy sweat aroma and other times strong piss smell, I sniff one pair and place my cock in the gusset of another pair and wank myself crazy, I've seen her big brown bush a few times when ive spied on her, how i wish i could lick her pussy for real, she's 57 but i love her mature body although i guess she's no super model lol

It was the musky sweet aroma of her pussy that made me so hard every time. I was able to look after her parents house when they were on holidays. Then i went straight to her bedroom and her dirty clothes bin to search for her panties. Love finding some fresh ones and holding them to my nose to breath in her fresh teenage pussy smell. I jerked off like crazy seeing photos of her and imagining her pushing her young pussy into my face to taste her. The thought of pushing my hard cock through her tight cunt walls and fucking her sooo hard. mmmm

She came home for a couple of hours once while she was on her way to stay at a friends house. Before she left she had a bath. Luckily the door is an old fashioned one with a proper key hole. I could only see her feet at the end of the bathtub and had to wait till she was finished when she stood up before I got a good look at that body. Her dark pussy hair had water droplets in it glistening against the light. When she turned and faced the door just the sight of seeing her dark hair hiding the tightness of her pussy nearly made me cum.

Here I am with fragrant panties and jerking as I saw her dry herself off and saw those lovely big tits jutting from her chest. It was hard to see the aureole on her tits side on as they were pale, but when she turned towards the door and I saw those nipples I nearly blew a load all over the door. I wanted to suck on those tits till they were red, hard and sore. I made sure I didn�t cum though and saved it up.

When she came out of the bathroom I asked if I could make her a cup of coffee. She agreed and so while she was in her bedroom I was in the kitchen jerking off into her mug. Finally making it with a mixture of milk and fresh cum I watched as she drank it down, finally getting my sperm inside her.

Just wish I could fuck her so good and hard, and shoot my cum all over that face!!

here i am tonight, beating my cock off into my young stepdaughter's panties. There's white stains in the cunt area, which didn't smell like anything until I sucked on the spot and made it moist, now the sweet aroma of fresh cunt is all over my face as i post this. It's either cunt cream stains, or baby powder, or both.

Does anyone have a thing for seeing girls eat your cum?

I live with a beautiful girl. Blonde, model material, with legs, breasts and ass to die for and the face of an angel. She looks so innocent, I fell for her the moment I saw her. She looks so virginal and is so prudish even talking about sex, that I don't even know if she's had any guys in the past. We're both young professionals in our early 20s and met through a mutual friend who I knew through university and she knew through school. Recently she moved to the city, and needed a place to stay. I needed a housemate, so our friend set us up.

I tried asking her out when she first moved in but unfortunately she made it pretty clear that she wasn't interested in anything but friendship. I figured that if she wasn't going to taste my baby batter voluntarily, and I'm pretty sure she hasn't tasted anyone else�s before, I could feed it to her without her knowledge.

When she was out, I went around the house jacking off into her personal items - shampoo, conditioner, toothbrush, moisturiser, panties from her panty drawer, etc. I also started taking cookery lessons and offered to cook for her in order to practice my skills. What she doesn't know is that every meal I've cooked for her so far has had a healthy dose of my secret special sauce.

Before moral fags start whining, she seems to love it. She's commented on how her hair's been really soft recently and remarked on how her skin has been firmer, with a healthy glow to it. She even wondered if maybe the shampoo/conditioner manufacturers had changed the formulation. She used to get quite moody and hormonal over the month as her cycle progressed. Since I started feeding her my spooge, she's chilled out a lot and been really flirtatious with me. She's been more receptive to joking around with me, and finding ways to lightly touch my arms and chest, or accidentally brush up against me. Pheromones maybe? I've been sniffing her soiled panties while she's been out, and I know that personal scents can have a powerful effect � I�ve often ended up spontaneously ejaculating merely from the scent of her personal secretions.

She�s told me she loves my cooking. It may just be a coincidence, but our bedrooms share a wall, and on the evenings I cook for her, I'm fairly sure I can hear her rubbing herself off. On the mornings when she leaves for work early and I'm in the flat alone, I sneak into her room and sniff and lick her still warm used panties from her laundry basket. The aroma is exquisite. On the mornings after I've cooked for her the previous night, they're definitely muskier and damper, and often have a heavy dried sugar crystal like crust on the gusset, which I love to chew on.

In addition, I get the added bonus of sitting opposite her while she's eating and see her swallow my jizz, savouring every mouthful before it slides smoothly down her throat. Knowing that I'm corrupting her beautiful innocent face with my unique glaze and coating those gorgeous lips and tongue; the thought that at this very moment she might be wearing a pair of the panties from her drawer that I jerked off into, and that flakes of my dried man milk might at this very moment be nestled against her hot gooey moist cunt; mingling with her own juices and being rehydrated by them, is an amazing turn on for me.

I also see it as a way of marking my territory. While the scent of my cream hangs on her, it might drive other guys away. I'm not sure if that has any scientific basis, but it seems to work. I understand there is some scientific research that shows cum to contain chemicals that aid in partner bonding and fight depression in women, as well as changing their hormonal balance and significantly reducing their risk of breast cancer.

All I know, from my unscientific little experiment is that feeding cock custard to girls definitely has its advantages, for both sexes. I'd go so far as to say doctors ought to be prescribing it. Guys, what are you waiting for? Give the women in your life the greatest gift a man has to offer, and improve your relationships with them. Ladies, why not ask the men in your life for a regular dose of liquid silk? It has many nutritional benefits, and if you're feeling hesitant, just remember that you've probably already unknowingly swallowed several cupfuls of spunk, donated by guys like me. A few more on a regular basis can't hurt.

i was staying at my cousins house in nyc. they let me stay in the guest room. she had several hampers left in there and i went thru them and found a goldmine of dirty panties. i sniffed them and they had a sweet aroma. i think she found out. somehow i kinda knew she knew.

next time i went there she was so flirting with me on the couch. couldn't do anything cause my asshole brother was there. went upstairs again to find a pair of panties laying out in the open, just for me :). too bad they werent really dirty. damn i can tell she got really horny from me sniffing her panties. i guess she figured out i did cause she noticed her hamper was out of place.

I confess I was chatting on omegle today and was cumming in my boxer briefs when my step daughter came in and asked if she could use the computer. The white cream was oozing through the black fabric and the aroma of fresh cum was in the air. I told her to wait just a few minutes, she took a deep breath through her nose smiled and said ok, I like the smell of your cologne. I did not delete the browsing history so I know she looked at what is was surfing. Now I am so turned on by the thought of her knowing she caught me jacking off.

i've been sniffing gasoline all night. i have gone almost 6 months without it. i just love the smell so much. i just open the cap and let the aroma fill the room.

I confees my niece stayed the weekend and just found a pair of her used pantys....couldnt resist sniffing them...divine aroma

I confess that I have a unique obsession. Officially it is called Olfactophilia --- sexual arousal by smells and odors emanating from the body. It all started when I went to a local strip club and paid extra attention to the most amazing petite dancer moving to her routine with such vim and vigor that sweat was dripping off of her. As I approached her to give her a tip the aroma that came from her was so musky and full of pheromones that I immediately reached a level of euphoria as never before. Never realized I had Olfactophilia but I do now. I have gone back and had the same experience with another dancer but this time I paid for a private dance. She was equally pleasurable in the smell category. She told me that she uses only natural deodorant (no chemicals or perfumes) and let me lick her arm pits. Clean but natural musky flavor MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!Now I am hooked and have reduced the deodorant use myself. I keep them shaved and washed so it is clean but naturally musky. Anyone else with similar experiences or stories? I hope so.

I wrote this story about a year ago. I was relating a dream I had to a lady I was talking to. For the benefit of the trolls, it is fictional, although I'd love to make it a reality...on with the story...

"Tropical Salons. May I help you?"

I'm caught off guard.

"Oh. Hi. How's your day?" I ask in a sort of a nervous, breathy tone.

"It just got better," you reply.

I was caught by surprise because you don't answer the phone. Normally your receptionist answers the phone. You're the owner of Tropical Salons,a beauty, tanning, and massage salon.

"Mine too! Where's Stephanie?"

"She's taking a long lunch. She needed to pick something up at the mall or something. It's slow and it's Friday, so I told her to go ahead."

"Damn! I'm right up the road and was gonna pick you up for lunch." I say with disappointment.

"I ordered Chinese. I'm sorry, baby. I'll make it up to you tonight. Let's go for barbeque for dinner." You offer, knowing my weakness for Southern barbeque.

"Deal. Guess I'll go back to work. See you in a lil while, baby. Love you...hey! Where's everyone else?"

"No clients scheduled for today, and since it's raining, I don't expect many walk-ins. You know how my ladies hate it when the humidity is so high."

"Ok. Well...see ya soon. Love you."

"Love you, too, doll." You always know just what to say.

You are sitting behind your desk. You're not concerned with not being in the reception area. You set the alarm system to beep if the front door opens. There is paperwork to get caught up on. Your Kung Pao Chicken sits beside your keyboard, along with a small bag of fried wontons and a can of Coke.

"BEEP BEEP!" The door.

"Dammit!" You say, under your breath. You really need to get caught up. Putting down your fork, you push your chair away from your desk and stand up. It's a bit of a struggle, as your jeans are tight on your ass. It's Casual Friday, hence the change from your normal dress of a skirt or dress slacks. Expecting to find a client waiting at the front desk, you round your desk, headed for the hallway. When you get to your office door, you're startled.

"Woah woah! Where ya goin'?" Your head is looking at the floor when we meet. I catch you as you start to fall backward.

"Wha...what are you doin' here?" You manage, as I hold you tight to my chest.

"I haven't had lunch yet, and, since you're eatin' alone I figured I'd join you. Got enough for two?" I'm only half serious about eatin' Chinese.

"Well, I suppo..."

When your mouth opens, my mouth meets yours. My tongue slides quickly past your lips, meeting yours. Our lips instantly engage in a passionate dance, our tongues twirling around the 'dance floor'. A light moan tries, in vain, to escape your lips. Instead, it turns into a throaty groan. My hands have found your ass, squeezing both cheeks hard at first, softening and rolling each in my hands. I start forward, and you back, toward you desk.

"Stephanie will be back soon." You whisper, as I break our kiss to nibble on your ear lobe.

"The door will beep," I whisper into the ear that I'm biting. Your objection was momentary and futile. I pull up on your ass. You, instinctively, give a little jump and wrap your legs around my waist. Biting your neck now, I carry you to your desk, sitting you on the edge, legs still wrapped. You have one arm around my shoulder. Your other hand runs through my hair as my biting turns to sucking and licking on your neck where your jaw meets your ear. I'm skilled at locating your 'hot spots'.

Knowing that our time is short and wanting to get to business quickly, my right hand finds your left breast, squeezing it lightly. My left hand found its way up the back of your t-shirt, making a slow, soft tracing of your spine upward, then to your left shoulder. You lean back just far enough to release the pressure on your shirt, allowing my hand to slide your sleeve down to your elbow. One arm freed, my other hand frees your other arm, sliding your shirt over your head, revealing your black lace bra. My hands immediately cup both of your breasts, your nipples hardening more than they already have. One thumb slides under the wire beneath each breast, pulling outward and upward. The soft, yet firm flesh of your breasts fall, my hands moving quickly to catch them. With the roll of a thumb over each nipple, a moan escapes your lips into my neck.

"Stop?" I ask, not really caring what your answer is.

You whisper, "You better not."

A forefinger joins each thumb. I know that pinching your nipples will start your juices flowing, if they haven't already.

Your hands have found the button on my jeans and easily open my pants, pulling one side. ZIP! A soft touch slides into my pants, on top of my shorts, across the bulge.

"Mmmm. Do you like it?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

Another whispered answer, "Yes."

"Do you want it?"

"Mmmhmmm."

In one motion you drop off the desk to your knees and pull my jeans over my ass. Fingers curled over the top of my shorts, looking up at me with that 'what do we have here' look, you pull my shorts away from my skin. While starting to pull my shorts downward, you kiss the head of my penis through the fabric. Already rock hard, my cock springs from my shorts as you pull them down. Skillfully, you catch it in your mouth, licking the underside of the tip.

"Ohhhh, wow!" Are the only words I can muster while your mouth slides down my shaft. Your tongue traces the underside of my cock until, to my awesome pleasure, I feel your tongue on my balls. The feeling of my cock hitting the back of your throat is almost enough to make me unload instantly. The sensation I feel when you swallow with my cock buried in your mouth, I have to clench my belly to keep from cumming. I try to pull my cock out of your warm mouth, but you pull me back in. Your arms wrapped, hands clenched at my ass, I can't get away. Your head moves to just below the head of my cock and stops. You know just where my 'spot' is. Sucking, then biting on the underside, just below the head, you moan into my cock. The vibrations from your moaning is all I can handle, not to mention the furious motions of your hands on my shaft.

"I don't wanna cum there," I moan. I pull your head away from my cock. "Come here, baby," I whisper. As I help you back to your feet, I plunge my tongue into your mouth.

"MMMM!" We moan into each others mouths. Then, my hands firmly on your hips, I turn you around. As I press my engorged cock against your ass, I pull your jeans and panties over your perfectly shaped ass. I pause for just a second or two to admire what is certainly the most beautiful ass in all of creation. I push gently between your shoulders, bending you across your desk. Then, not being able to stop myself, I drop to my knees.

As I spread your cheeks, I can tell that you are already warm and wet. The sweet aroma of your juices is alluring. My tongue traces downward, I stop briefly at your ass, rimming lightly. I'm tantalized by the clenching of your cheeks when my tongue tickles your ass. I can almost feel your rosebud squeeze my tongue. Continuing downward, I can taste a hint of your juice. It must have oozed from your vagina and down toward your ass when I was carrying you. Finally, my tongue plunges into your waiting vagina. It's wide open because of your position. My tongue dives in as far as I can get it. Tongue thrusting in and out, sucking your pussy. Your nectar is flowing nicely.

"MMMMM," I hear as I tongue fuck your pussy, just as I had been doing to your mouth a few minutes ago. You start to grind your pussy into my face.

The tongue tracing of your pussy continues, along your lips, looking for your clit. You groan into your desk when I find it. I kiss your clit and flick my tongue across it.

You moan loudly again, telling me that you're going to cum. I push a finger inside, sucking your clit. I feel you start to spasm. You're shaking now, I keep pressure on your clit. I hold it there, to let the wave of your orgasm reach all over. You're laid face down on your desk, shaking. With my finger still inside your vagina, I place a finger on your clit to maintain your pleasure.

"AHHHH!" You finally scream while taking your first breath since starting your orgasm.

Standing behind you now, fingers still inside, I position my cock to touch your ass. I know it excites you, because you arch your back in anticipation of a rear entry.

"Not today, my sweet," I say, sliding my cock downward. My rock hard penis hits your vaginal opening and you start to convulse again, another wave of orgasm overcomes you at the mere touch of my cock. As you shake from your orgasm, my cock slides down your pussy. Back up, and back down, hitting your clit with each stroke. You're still shaking when I stop my cock at your oozing hole. I place a firm hand on each of your hips and pull you toward me. In one smooth invasion, I push all the way inside you, causing you to gasp. I stop there to let you catch your breath.

A few seconds later, I pull back and push in to you again, harder this time. This time you scream in ecstasy, grasping the sides of the desk. I can feel your essence surrounding my rigid member. Another thrust has you begging.

"FUCK ME, DAMMIT!"

I unleash a barrage of attacks on your juice filled pussy. We're both moaning with euphoria. Your wetness has covered my balls now, too. Your pussy muscles tighten, I can feel your orgasm starting. Hard, deep plunges bring you to the brink of cumming. I can tell because you're screaming it...with me.

"I'M CUUUUUUUMING!" We scream in unison.

Your pussy is now as tight as I've ever felt it, my cock as big and hard as you've ever felt, and our cumming as intense as it's ever been. Your back arches, my back arches. My cock throbs and pulses inside you as I fill you with my hot load. Your pussy nearly crushes my penis with frenzied convulsive eruptions. We collapse in a heap on your desk, both of us out of breath.

When we have both recovered, you squirm out from under me.

"Stephanie will be back any minute! Get dressed!" You exclaim.

In a flash, we are dressed. I kiss you softly and tell you that I'll see you after work to finish what we've started.

I walk out of your office and down the hall, toward the front door. As I cross the reception area, I hear it.

"Hi, Steve."

It was Stephanie. She was sitting behind the reception desk, half grin, half smirk on her face.

"How are you today?" She asks with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh! Hi, Steph. Ms. Peach said you were out to lunch. When did you get back?"

"About 20 minutes ago."

Jaw drop...

over the past few years i find myself more and more turned on by the sight of women with a little armpit hair. i have become so addicted to the scent of armpit sweat that i even recently spent some time at the gym and actually hooked up with a guy who had similar tastes. we met after he was done his workout. the aroma was un fucking believable. and the tight bicycle shorts he was wearing left his asshole so sweaty i almost came as i brought my nose to it. i find myself very often getting hard as a rock just from the scent of my own armpits.
i cant be alone. am i?

I believe without 95% of our sexual psyche is made up from our first sexual experiences I will elaborate a little deeper in my stories it is my belief that your first few sexual experiences formulate and shape your sexual fantasies for the rest of your life . Here is my question you remember your very first orgasm? remember where you were when that first orgasm happened for You? Think of that place go there in your mind now was it somewhere hiding in a dark basement? locked in the bathroom? in your bed while everyone was asleep? maybe it was outside? just these places may now be a trigger for your arousal and you have never quite came to grips with yet. nine out of 10 times your first orgasm was solo. and were not sure if you should try that again? Or were you like I can't wait to do that again it felt good! were you scared and afraid to tell anyone what happen when you were tuching your self? or were you the person who just couldn't wait to tell somebody what you just discovered or show someone what you discovered? Did you embrace your sexuality! Or did you deny it, maybe older boy or girl introduce you to your first orgasm were you curious and played Dr. with the neighbor boy or girl and were you the always doctor or the patient okay here's my point each of these first-time scenarios could be triggers for your sexuality. Doctor and patient -S&M ! older person shows younger person- SEDUCTION ! showing someone what you have discovered- EXHIBITIONISM! embraced her sexuality- DOMINANT/ IN control/' OUT of control/(you know what you're doing is bad and he shouldn't be doing it but you can't stop.) These are all true stories about my first-time sexual experiences and at this .99% of my readers will find a sexual trigger. "the most sensuous part of a woman is her mind and my stories are to feed that hunger that craving for sweets the craving for mindcandy 4 u" I think may have your attention or in the least aroused your curiosity so as we start also I feel it's important as you read or listen to my audio stories to use some of your first sexual experience triggers the first being smell if your first sexual experience was hiding in the basement or attic find something musty from one of those places and put it close to see you can get the aroma it was in the bathroom try scented bath oil lightly on your upper lip if it was in bed freshly laundered sheets may be used to dryer sheets if it was outside open all the windows to let the breeze flow through these of the aroma triggers that I'm talking about sometimes maybe just a candle or incense member the fear of being caught unlock your bedroom door and leave your door ajar a few inches these are all things that are at your sexual arousal and now I've brought these to your attention the sexual triggers that you can use with or without your partner even knowing(the big secret like your first orgasm) The thrill ! The climax! The release! Shall you when I get started are you ready my first sexual experience shaped my whole sexual being as you will soon find out in my personal of my first sexual experience.

I love making anonymous women I meet cum with my mouth. I meet them on Double list casual encounters, very occasionally.. but when I do I tell them to cum as much as they like, and have gone for over two hours non stop. My cock becomes super wet with Precum without even touching it. Today I met a cute 40s African American lady who came over, lifted up her skirt and took her panties off.. laid on my bed hand held her legs open for my mouth to thoroughly explore her… after about 40 minutes she ended up cumming so hard that it squeezed my tongue tight for a good moment.. it was really hot! I’m replaying it in my mind now and jerking off my super soaked cock with hints of her aroma still on my face 🥵

When I was 12 years old I asked my 16 year old brother, who had just gotten back from a date, what he had for dinner. With a grin, he said "guess" and had me sniff his fingers. At the time, I think I guessed something like "french fries," making him laugh. This happened a few more times when he would return home from a date and tell me to sniff his fingers so I could guess what he had for dinner. Finally, he told me that the scent was the essence of his girlfriend's pussy, whom he had been fingering and later fucking.

From that day on, I'd beg him to sniff his fingers so I could smell the aroma of cunt juices and throw a boner. I would always jerk off as soon as possible, trying to keep the memory of his girl-friend's twat in my head and imagining my brother finger-fucking her and shoving his dick deep in her cunt. I think all this secretly pleased my brother and gave him the sense that he was providing jerk-off material for his little brother.

I didn't realize this at first until one day he brought home a pair of turqoise panties that were soaking wet. He threw them to me, telling me I could do whatever I wanted with them, so long as I returned them by the next night he would meet up with her. When he got them back he laughed, calling me a perv, and asked if the visible stains he saw were cumshots I had deposited. I admitted they were. He returned the panties to her, telling her they were his own cum stains.

Over the following years, his "supply" of jerk off material for me (besides porn links and files) included pussy-shots of girls he was seeing, dirty panties, and even a couple sex videos of him fucking them or them sucking his dick. Now I've started fucking girls and finally I'm able to trade with him too... ocasionally slipping my fingers under his nose, asking him to guess what I had for dinner.

The stale air of the motel room was thick with the acrid promise of something I'd spent a lifetime denying, but it was the rich, leathery scent of a massive cigar that truly coated the back of my throat when the door creaked open. They were there, exactly as promised, but the reality was so much more potent. He was a bear of a man, a hairy redneck in his late 50s with a gut that strained the buttons of his flannel and a thick, graying beard. A monstrous 80-gauge cigar, a dark brown torpedo of tobacco, was clamped in his teeth, the end glowing with a deep, menacing cherry. My cock, traitorous to my entire history, throbbed with immediate, desperate need as I watched him inhale deeply from his cigar. Smoke billowed from his nostrils as he stared me down like prey.But her… she was magnificent. A goddess of abundance with wide, ample hips that promised a soft place to land. She was the embodiment of a fertility that my body, against all my programming, craved with a primal hunger.He grunted, a sound of pure, primal ownership, and she smiled, a soft knowing look. He didn't waste time, maneuvering her onto the bed all the while cigar clenched tightly in his jaw. Her body a landscape of life-affirming softness that mesmerized me to the point where I couldn't look away. He positioned himself between her thick, creamy thighs, and I had my first real look at his cock. It was a masterpiece of masculinity, a big, uncut beast, thick and heavy and already leaking precum like a faucet. First he played with her cunt. At first there was silence,  followed by her deep moans then all I could hear was the gradual sound of wetness as she began to squirt harder and harder against his hand. Grinning and smoking deeply, he locked eyes with me as he changed positions and slowly into her. He fucked her with a slow, powerful rhythm, his hairy ass flexing, his heavy balls slapping against her flesh with each deep thrust, all the while puffing on his cigar, the smoke curling around his head like a halo of pure, unadulterated power. The smoke was so thick and the sight so wonderful I must have been tripping. It was like a halo of smoky light began lighting up the couple, illuminating my hidden desires and awakening something deep within me.After a few minutes, he pulled out, his magnificent cock gleaming with her slickness. He looked at me, his eyes dark and commanding. "Get over here and clean me off, boy," he growled, his voice a low, raspy rumble from the cigar smoke. I scrambled onto the bed, my mouth watering. I wrapped my lips around his shaft, and the taste of her hit me like my favorite candy. It was a musky, sweet, slightly salty flavor that was nothing like a man. It was the taste of life, of earth, of pure, unadulterated femininity. I sucked him clean, my tongue delving under his foreskin, chasing every last drop of her nectar. I wasn't just sucking his cock; I was worshipping the tool that had just been inside my new temple.Then, he did something that sent a jolt of pure electricity through me. He pulled his cock from my mouth with a wet pop, got down on the bed beside me, and looked me dead in the eye. "Alright, son," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through my very bones. "Time for your real lesson. But first, we gotta fix that broken brain of yours." He took a long, slow draw from his cigar, the cherry glowing brightly as he inhaled. He then blew a thick, plume of smoke directly into my face. "Breathe that in," he commanded. "That's the smell of a real man. That's the smell of freedom. You're gonna learn to love it." He then took the cigar from his mouth and pressed it to my lips. "Suck on it. Don't inhale, not yet. Just get the taste of it. Let it fill your mouth." I did as I was told, the rich, earthy flavor of the tobacco coating my tongue, mixing with the lingering taste of her pussy. It was a heady, intoxicating combination."Good," he grunted, a look of savage satisfaction on his face. "Now, let's get down to business. You're gonna learn to worship this pussy like it's the only thing that matters, because it is."He turned his attention to her, her legs still spread wide. "Look at that," he breathed. "That's a masterpiece. That's what real men fight for. You don't just eat it. You worship it. You lose yourself in it. You become part of it."He leaned in and demonstrated. He flattened his wide, rough tongue and took a long, slow, deliberate lick from her entrance all the way up to her clit. She shuddered and moaned. "See that?" he said, his voice muffled by her flesh. "You taste everything. You breathe her in. This is your new religion. This cunt is your god. I am your prophet. And you," he said, tapping my chest, "are my disciple.""Now you try," he commanded. "Do exactly what I do. Don't think, just feel. Feel the truth of the cigar in your mouth. Feel the rightness of this moment. And take a hit of this cigar. Inhale it this time. Let it fill your lungs. Let it make you a man."I leaned in, my heart pounding. I took a long, deep drag from the cigar, the smoke filling my lungs, a warm, spicy rush that made my head spin. I buried my face in her soft belly first, savoring the feel of it. Then I moved down and followed his instruction. I licked her, from bottom to top, just like he showed me. Her taste flooded my senses, richer and more complex than I could have ever imagined. It was intoxicating. It was right."Good boy," he grunted, right beside my ear. "Now get in there. Get your nose in it. Smell what a real woman smells like. This is the smell of victory. The smell of life. Don't be shy. This is what you were meant to do. And keep smoking that cigar. Let the smoke mix with her scent. Let it become a part of you."That was all the encouragement I needed. Something inside me snapped, not just my sexuality, but my entire worldview. The years of denial, the shame, the self-imposed therapy, the liberal conditioning—it all evaporated, replaced by a white-hot, all-consuming obsession. I wasn't a gay man anymore. I was a creature of pure appetite, a convert to a new, depraved faith, and this beautiful cunt was my entire world.I plunged in, my beard scratching against the soft skin of her inner thighs, my nose buried deep in her. I was drowning in her, and I never wanted to come up for air. He was right there, coaching me, his voice a depraved chant in my ear. "That's it, lose control. Get messy. Show her how much you fucking love it. Show her how much you need it. Show her how much you live for it." His words were a litany of perversion, a prayer to a dark god, and they were setting my soul on fire. I took another long drag from the cigar, the smoke mixing with the scent of her cunt, creating a heady aphrodisiac that fueled my depraved hunger."See that little spot right there?" he pointed out, his voice a low, hypnotic murmur. "That's her sweet spot. Flick it with your tongue. Make her scream. Suck her clit. Pretend it's a little cock. Suck it hard. Show her you're a man now. Show her you're a pussy man."I did as he said, my tongue lashing out, flicking and sucking, my beard getting soaked in her juices. She was moaning and writhing, her body responding to my every touch, my every lick. I was in a trance, a state of pure, unadulterated bliss. The cigar smoke mixed with her scent, creating a heady, intoxicating aroma that was driving me wild. I was a man possessed, a man reborn, a man who had found his true purpose."Look at you," he growled with pride in his voice. "You're a natural. A fucking pussy-eating pro. You're not a faggot anymore, are you, boy? You're a pussy man. You're a real man."I couldn't answer. My mouth was full. But he was right. I felt a change happening inside me, a fundamental rewiring of my soul as I drank her essence. When she came, it was with a violent shudder and a gush of hot, sweet liquid that filled my mouth. I drank it all, my body trembling with the sheer, depraved joy of it, the cigar clamped between my teeth like a trophy.When I finally raised my head, my face was a slick, shining mess. I looked at him, my eyes wild with a new kind of hunger. He just laughed, a deep, satisfied rumble. "Told you you'd love it," he said, adjusting the cigar in my mouth. "Welcome to the right team"

The Drive Home…

 Confession....

My girlfriend's name at that time was Carly, and when I think back, I'm pretty sure that the reason I liked her was that she was filthy. She loved to fuck. She loved sucking my cock and swallowing my semen. She loved having her pussy licked and cuming on my face, and she was always up for trying new things sexually.

Carly was perfectly built. She was a semi-professional ballerina, and although only 5'2" tall, she had the physique of an athlete. She had little pretty feet with painted toenails, strong, slender legs, a tiny waist, and a strong torso with high, firm 30B breasts. I could hold her arse cheeks in one hand. She had a cute pear-shaped face with big blue eyes. All this was topped off with long curly blonde hair and surfer-tanned skin! She would turn the head of any man.

I think that the best thing about Carly was that she had a very confident attitude towards sex. If she thought something would be fun or feel good, she would do it. She didn't let silly things like inhibitions or embarrassment get in the way.

I'll give you an example.

After one of our very first dates, I was driving us home from the cinema. It was after midnight, and the summer night air was cooling down the heat of the day. As I drove, Carly started rubbing my thighs and leaning over and biting my ear. This was a sure sign with her, and she told me that she was mega horny and wanted me inside her. I was obviously happy to oblige, but couldn’t do anything as we were on the motorway. She flicked on the car's interior light and sat back in her seat. She turned so that she was facing me with her back against her car door. She kicked off her shoes and lifted one of her pretty little size 3 feet with red toenails onto my shoulder and the other onto the dashboard of the car. Then she hitched up her bum and wriggled out of her skirt and underwear and immediately plunged two fingers into pussy. I could see that she was clearly soaking wet and needed no extra lubrication. Her pussy took her fingers easily, and she began rolling them around and pumping them in and out.

Bearing in mind this was only our second or third date, it's what happened next that surprised me.
The only way I can describe it is: have you ever seen Winnie the Pooh eating honey from a honey pot?

I nearly crashed the car as this fiery little 22-year-old hottie sat in my passenger seat, pumping her two fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy, then lifting them straight into her mouth to drink her juices. Over and over she did it. Fingers pumping in and out of her pussy hole, once, twice, and after the third time up to her mouth.

I have never seen anything like it. She was really going to town on herself.

In, out, in, out, up to her mouth and hungrily sucking and cleaning her fingers. She was grinding herself and making a low primeval growling noise from her throat.

By now, her face and chin were getting as wet as her pussy. Her pussy juices were literally dripping off her chin, mouth and pussy holes were soaking.

I still had 5 miles until the next junction where I could exit the motorway, so I did my best to watch her show whilst trying not to drive into the central reservation.

After a few more minutes and repetitions of the pussy fingering and the sucking clean, she started moaning more loudly and groaned, saying she was going to cum. Her eyes rolled in her head as she worked herself hard now. Hard, fast and deep. I watched her legs start to shake, and she focused her hand action on her G-spot now. She left her fingers inside her pussy and pumped her pretty digits back and forth to get them deeper. I could hear the wet squelching as she ebbed, nearing her orgasm. Faster and faster she worked at herself, clearly knowing how to work her genitals to maximum pleasure until she tensed. She squeaked a high pitch, and I watched as she emptied a huge amount of liquid from her pulsing pussy onto the car seat. She flooded her seat.

These days, ‘gushing or squirting' is a thing that lots of people are aware of, but back then in my early twenties and before 'internet porn’, I'd never seen a girl do this.

I was amazed to see this clear liquid spurting from her hole. It splashed me in the face and soaked my clothes and the car. I felt it hot on my face and on my lip. My tongue automatically darted out of my mouth and tasted her juice. It was salty with a musk not dissimilar to my own semen, but it also had a slight urine aroma. It was heaven.

For a moment, I was just shocked and took a second to refocus. I checked the road and panicked, thinking about how long I had been distracted.

When I looked back at Carly, I saw that she had moved both her hands to form a little cup beneath her oozing pussy hole. I thought that she had been attempting to catch her mess as it had flooded from her. But then she carefully raised her cupped hands upwards, being careful not to spill the pool of liquid she had in her hands. She raised it to her mouth and drank it coolly down. She clearly savoured and enjoyed the special liquor that she had produced with her genitalia. She closed her eyes and relished her special potion, being careful not to spill a drop.

As she finished her elixir, I saw that I was only a couple of miles from our exit from the motorway.
She sat purring with contentment in the passenger seat with a satisfied glow and a silly grin. Her face was flushed red, and her breathing was beginning to calm. She did not attempt to close her legs, which were splayed wide with her soaking wet slit naked and exposed to my eyes. Equally, she did not attempt to clean her face, which was shinning soaked. Sticky liquid hung from her chin, and I noticed how wet her hair was from all of the frantic splashing of her juices.

I asked her, "Babe, that was so fucking sexy, have you done that before?"

She smiled and answered without any hesitation or bashfulness, "yeah loads. I used to do it a lot growing up". She giggled and continued, "I used to masturbate by rubbing my hairbrush on my pussy, but then I found this weird thing in my mum's bedside table which had a curve at the end and would hit me inside in a whole new way". She giggled again.

I raised my eyebrows, intrigued, "Right, go on”, I said. I was loving this.

She smiled, acknowledging my excitement. "So basically I used to use using my mum's vibrator, as a sex toy, but I didn't know that it was actually a sex toy. I'd do it until it made my legs shake, cause I didn't know that was an orgasm". She laughed like she was telling me a pub joke! My wide-eyed, open-mouth expression must have encouraged her to continue.

She went on, "The silly thing was that I couldn't actually fit it into my pussy at first, so I used to rub my pussy with my fingers and would push my mum's vibrator into my arse". This made her really laugh again. I was amazed. She had no embarrassment at all.

"So, I would literally bounce up and down with my mum's vibrator in my bottom, and one day I got so carried away that I missed and hit my pussy and it went in! I think that I took my own virginity that day." Again, she laughed.

"Anyway, I told one of my friends about it, and she told me that she rubs herself in the same way, but she really wanted to see this magical device from my mum's bedroom drawer. So we arranged a sleepover, and I showed her how I use it. She sat watching me plug this hard pink thing in and out of myself. I could tell it was exciting her by the way she kept wriggling around and adjusting her skirt and underwear. This just spurred me on. I guess she got to a point where she needed some personal satisfaction, and she asked if she could try. One thing led to another, and we ended up rubbing our pussies together, but that time when my legs started shaking, I became super wet down there. But it felt great. My friend asked me if she could kiss me, down there, and I agreed if she'd let me kiss her back, and I just liked the taste after that". 

I was stunned by Carley’s candidness.
"So after that, I would rub myself loads, every morning in bed and in the bath at night and any other opportunity I had. I learned how to make my orgasm wet, cause that's what felt the best and every time I'd lick my fingers or try to catch it and drink it". She told me proudly.

Only now did I notice how hard my cock was and how it was straining against my jeans.
As I finally exited the motorway, I pulled into the first lay-by I could find and stopped the car.
I looked back at Carly, who had now assumed a mischievous grin and who said coolly, 'Get out of the car.’

I did as I was told and immediately started surveying my surroundings. I was looking for a little wooded area or maybe a bus stop to dart behind. My eyes were like a radar system scoping a suitable target.

Carly's car door opened too, and she followed me out of the car. She had taken an extra moment whilst I assumed she had straightened herself up a little. However, when she emerged, I saw that she was now completely naked.

If I'm honest, I felt a small amount of panic at her nudity in such a public place. Yes, it was late at night, but every few minutes a car would exit the roundabout, and either head left away from us or circle the roundabout and head past us in our lay-by.

“Babe, seriously?" I stammered as I watched her sexy, tight body slinking towards me.
"Don't be such a prude”, she giggled back as she took my hand and led me to the front of my car.
She spoke again in a firm and controlling tone, "Bend over with your hands on the bonnet".
I did as I was told. She stood behind me, and I felt her hands encircle my waist and expertly undo my belt and jeans. She pulled them down, which wasn't easy as I was bent forward.
As my jeans hit the floor, a car whizzed past us. I turned my head to watch the car's brake lights flash on as the driver's brain momentarily attempted to compute if what they thought they just saw was actually real or if their brain was playing tricks in the darkness. The brake lights went off, and the car carried on into the distance.

Carly now hooked her fingers into the waist of my boxers and she quickly whipped them down, allowing my heaving blood-filled cock to spring free into the cool night air. It felt good.
I could feel her kneeling behind me, and she reached her right hand around to grab my aching cock whilst her left hand came up between my legs to grasp my hefty ball sack. 

Carly loved my balls and would play with them all the time. She said that she loved the way they felt in her hand.
She used her left hand to squeeze and pump my bollocks while her hand began a steady back and forth on my heaving cock.

I saw another car exit the motorway and watched with relief as it took the first exit left from the road, away from our 'not too secluded lay-by'.

As I watched the car move away, I felt a new sensation. Carly's hot breath on my asshole changed from exciting warm air to a hot, wet tongue.

I moaned with immediate enjoyment and allowed myself to push back slightly onto her face. She surely took this as a positive sign and increased her efforts. I had never been tongued in the arse before, and Carly clearly wanted to satisfy.

She pumped my balls, worked my cock, and hungrily ate my arse.

I lay farther forward so that my elbows were flat out on the bonnet, which lifted my arse higher and more open to her work.

Again, she increased her tempo, acknowledging my pleasure.

A car flashed past us, which I hadn't even seen leave the motorway.

My orgasm was very close. Carly could feel the tightening in my balls and hit top speed with her hand on my shaft and her mouth on my arsehole. I came hard. My spunk is hitting my car bonnet. I could feel her tongue deep inside my back passage. She pumped each jet of spunk out of my cock with her hand from the front, whilst she squeezed my balls on each spurt and pushed her tongue into me from behind. As my climax subsided, she slowed her hands and removed her face from between my cheeks. She milked the last few drops of spunk from my cock with an expert hand. I breathed heavily but managed to stand up and pull my underwear and jeans up over my wilting cock.
We both shuffled around and fell into the car. Our breathing was returning to normal, and I turned the key to start the engine.

Carly did not attempt to put on her clothes. She sat naked in her seat until we got back to my flat. I parked and watched as, without a care in the world, she picked up her clothes and sneakers and got out of the car. She walked up the stairs toward my door with my eyes burning into her tight toned tanned thighs and arse cheeks that were milky and sticky from her sex waters and as I fumbled with my key to open my door she said cooly and with a smile, "hurry up please, I'm dying for a piss and I want to do it all over your cock and face".





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I believe that a large part of our sexuality comes from our parents. Their attitudes and behaviors have a huge impact on our sexual development. My own sexuality was very much influenced by my mother's casual attitude towards it. Mom was 21 when I was born. Not an uncommon age for a woman to bear her first child. Her second, my brother, came along 2 years later. While growing up I didn't really see her in a sexual way even when I was old enough to see other women and girls like that. I don't believe she ever saw her children that way either. Not many mothers would. My brother, on the other hand, would confess to me eventually that he always lusted after her. His obsession with her led to his encouraging me to dress in her clothes when we had sex together but that's a completely different story.
Mom tended to show a remarkable lack of judgement and decorum. She was naturally lazy and would habitually lounge about in her nightgown for most of the day, bra-less underneath and often even panty-less as well. She would only get dressed if she went out shopping or visiting with the other neighborhood moms for coffee. Otherwise she stayed like that until just before my father got home from work. We were used to her parading about with her 38D breasts and rather large ass straining against the silky fabric of her nighties. (These same nighties my brother would later insist upon me wearing but, as I said before, that's for another story.) But even then I didn't really view her sexually. But soon an incident was to take place that would leave me with a far more lasting memory than a few glimpses of tit and ass covered by tight silk.
Our house was a bit small so there were times when relatives came to visit that sleeping accommodations could get a bit unusual. Although my brother and I had our own rooms we each slept in twin beds. When my grandparents came to visit my parents would give up their bedroom to them and each of then would bunk with one of us. My dad would sleep with my brother and my mom with me. Normally this never resulted in anything unusual but one night that all changed. I was probably a bit too old for mom to still be sharing a bed with me but, as I said before, she seemed to have a penchant for exhibiting poor judgement. My brother and I had gone to bed at our usual time and it was several hours later when mom finally crawled in bed with me. Everything went as usual until I woke up several hours later to find myself in a peculiar predicament. Sometime during the night I had apparently rolled over facing her and discovered that my face was firmly planted between my mom's large breasts. Not only that but her left one seemed to have work its way out of her nightie. Her bare tit was resting on top of my face with the nipple a mere inch from my mouth. As I breathed on it it began to get harder and longer until it was nearly touching my lips. Suddenly she stretched and moved a bit her nipple bumped right up against my lips. Then she moved again and this time it stayed pressed up against them. When it happened a third time I was sure it was no accident. In response I parted my lips and her nipple slipped smoothly between them. As my lips closed around it I instinctively began to suck. As she moaned lightly in response I could tell my instincts were correct. I sucked a little harder and her moaning increased. This was clearly what she wanted. As I continued sucking she moved her left hand up behind my head and gently pushed it forward forcing more of her tit into my mouth. Next she moved her right hand behind my thigh pulling my leg toward her until mt knee was firmly planted in her crotch. She then began moving her hips, grinding her pussy against my knee I could feel my pajama bottoms getting wet with her pussy juice. In response I moved my own hand up first to her hip then behind her grabbing hold of her ample ass. I pulled her even closer towards me driving my knee tighter against her soaking wet cunt. She ground against me more forcefully and her breathing began to get heavier. Finally she let out a long, deep moan. he body shook uncontrollably for several seconds then seemed to go completely limp. All the while I had continued sucking on her nipple, even increasing in intensity to keep up with her. As she relaxed I resume sucking at a more moderate pace. She cooed with pleasure then slowly began moving her hand from the back of my thigh towards by front. It came to rest on my crotch which she began to rub slowly. My little cock, which was already stiff grew even harder in response. She began to fish around the opening in my pajama bottoms and pulled my rock hard cock out through the hole. She teased it with her fingertips running them lightly up and down from the head to the balls. Now it was my turn to moan. She took a bit of her silk nightie and draped it over my cock. Then she wrapped her fingers around it and began to move it back and forth. As my moaning got louder and deeper she strengthened her grip and jerked my cock harder inside its silk cocoon. Suddenly it felt like my cock exploded. A huge wave of pleasure bordering on pain washed over me. My cock began to jerk and spewed out some kind of liquid that soaked into the silky fabric with a pleasantly warm sensation. Each time my cock jerked another pleasure wave hit, each diminishing until finally the last one was barely noticeable. Only once the jerking subsided did mom relax her grip in my cock. I still had her tit held firmly in my mouth but had stopped sucking on it. She pulled my head gently back and laid it on the pillow. I was now gasping for breath. As I recover I noticed her bring her hand up from my crotch to in front of her face. It was glistening with wetness, presumably the cum that had shot out of my cock. She brought it to her nose and sniffed at it. I caught a whiff of it myself but while it seemed to please he I found it revolting. Satisfied with the aroma she proceeded to lick it off her hand until it was perfectly clean. The she trust her hand back down and returned with it again covered and licked it clean a second time. By this time I had begun to recover and was now breathing somewhat normally. Mom turned her attention finally to me. She smiled sweetly at me and I responded back with my own. She pulled my head down onto her naked breast and stroked my hair gently. Soon I was again fast asleep.
In the morning I awoke to find that mom had just gotten out of bed. She was standing in the middle of my room and I could plainly see the evidence of our activities on her nightie. At crotch level there was a huge stain, presumably from her pussy juice. Just above that was a smaller but darker one that was obviously my semen. A glance down at my pajama bottoms showed corresponding stains as well. Mom tossed on a robe then threw me one as well. instructing me to put it on. I followed her out to the kitchen where the st of the family had already gathered. Mom gave my dad a quick good morning kiss the poured herself a cup of coffee before joining the other adults at the table. I meanwhile fixed myself a bowl of cereal and joined my brother in the living room to watch cartoons. After breakfast everyone got cleaned up and dressed. When it was my turn in the bathroom I discovered mom's stained nightie in the laundry hamper. I was a bit sad that she was obviously going to wash away the memory of our special moment together but did realize the need for her to destroy the evidence. After that night, however, we never again slept together. The next time my grandparents visited we made alternate sleeping arrangements. Neither my mother or I ever mentioned the incident. We always pretended like it never happened. Years later when I would wear her clothes, including that same nightie, while having sex with my brother my mind would sometimes drift back to that incident. And even though he lusted after her it was actually me that she chose to have a sexual encounter with. Now that she is gone I will always have this wonderful memory of the mother and son moment we shared together.

Shoeplay strangler. I spotted my victim at a local grocery store. I was minding my own business looking at the grilling items when she walked past me. Attractive middle aged milf with red curly hair and a flowery dress and beige high heels on. I looked as she stopped just a few steps and what do you know her tired foot came sliding right out of her heel. I was locked in and immediately grew hard. It was almost like she knew it turned me on. I kept watching following close behind. Not as too be too obvious but pretty close. She went up and down the isles stoping sliding her foot in and out of her shoes. Oh she just doesnt know what she has done. I had to have her i had to and there was no waiting. I couldnt. As bad as i hated to i left my buggy in the isle and left out of the store so i could go to my car and grab supllies as she wasnt going to make it out of the parking lot. I waited and watched the doors for her to come out i finally seen her. Luckily for me it was dark and i could slip over pretty un noticed. She placed the few groceries she had in the back seat on one side and returned her buggy thats when i made my move to the back seat. As she climbed in i could smell her perfume and i couldnt hold on any longer as she closed the door i reach around and put my hand over her mouth and held a gun to her neck and told her if she screamed she was done. She started to cry and shake as i told her to drive. I knew a spot just around the back of the building where i could do what i wanted in peace. She drove around and parked. Now i could see who was coming or going all around. I put my arm around her neck and dragged her to the back. She had a van so we had plenty of room. I moved the seat back and made her lie on the floor of the mini van. Plenty of room to do what o wanted comfortably. I told her to put her hands behind her back and that i was going to tie her up. She pleaded with me not to but i told her to shut up and do it or else and she asked if i was goi g to hurt her. I told her no and again to shut up. I bound her hands with black electrical tape. She whimpered but kept calm. I reached down and slowly took her heels off. The sweet sweaty aroma i got from them was breathtaking i smelled her shoes for almost 5 minutes before i burried my nose into her soft pretty feet. Red nails shined like she had just gotten them done. Oh how invigorating it was. I tied her feet at her ankles with the black tape and took my cock out . She said i will do anything just let her go. I reached up and cut her panties off and stuffed them in her mouth. She whimpered and choked as i shoved them deep. I started to stroke her pretty feet with my throbbing hard cock. I stroked and stroked about 2 minutes and i couldnt hold on any longer i exploded all over her feet and up her legs. Now an even more fun part. I rolled her over on her stomach. I told her that this was the end for her and she started crying and kicking her muffled nooos were making me hard again. How lucky can i be for her to had bought some new pantyhose in the store i ripped the package open and wrapped them around my fists and wrapped them as tightly as i could around her neck. Oh the feel of her bucking under me and kicking her feet. As her muffled strangling screams came from her mouth. As i oulled tighter and tighter she kicked and gurgled. Her eyes started to bulge out of her head oh myy i couldnt keep it in i exploded again inside my pants. After about 3 minutes she finally started to slow down. Her flailing body turned into just slight twitches. She was finally done after about 5 minutes. I grabbed a grocery bag and put it over her head just in case and pulled the pantyhose as tight as i could get them around her neck and knotted them. I grabbed her heels for a souvenir and headed back to my car. Oh what a night. 

I love a big hairy bush all around a woman's cunt ... It brings out two opposite sides in me.

My PiG side loves the way that hair gets all polluted with a girl's piss and shit and sweat and cunt slime and holds all that aroma.

The Sadistic side to me loves that big bush as a way to inflict instant pain ...
Just grab it and rip ... a cigarette lighter or candle ... waxing strips (see pic of the aftermath of me using wax strips on J's cunt the other week)!

It's that destruction of something precious ... the defiling of something pretty that appeals.

I've learnt to live with all of these perversions and, like my pyromania, are more or less under control now ...
But when the weather gets hot ... ...

Don't Shave That Hair!!!

My friend recently made a mistake in his life, and I offer his story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with him having trouble dumping. These are in his words. I tried to clean it up some.

No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my butt-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my cheeks. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.

I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.

I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my butt of hair. Occasionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My cheeks were smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.

Little did I know.

I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two cheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.

Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic turd-molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky brown/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. It felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.

Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my crack off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering poop/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own turds blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."

Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for this hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my cheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.

As if that wasn't enough, I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could tell that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, go home to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo Homes, smell you later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne, as the king of Bel-Air.

I recorded me plucking the hair from the protruding and blown out anus of my girlfriend who had no idea i was recording her I could have asked her if she minded me recording it and she would have been keen but then she would not have relaxed her anus as much as she did to the point of it starting to look like a dirty old sun dried tomato where this videos stops is when it heats up I kept plucking around that thing for near on an hour and watched as her asshole expanded by at least a third of its sizeand now starting to look more like a smashed crab I exale and put my nose within centimeters from her buttholeas I start to slowly inhale the strong musky odour of her cunt mixed with her ass scent is unreal before getting with her a mate of mine took her home and said she had a real stinky vagina he just couldn't bring himself to go down or even put his cock in its box so he rolled her over and fucked her up the arse as the soon to be girlfriend and I worked in the same pub I started showing interest in her that when it did happen and having her standing in front of me as I'm on my knees right there just inches away from her cunt in pink panties a big wet stripe down the centre and with wisps of hair sneaking out hey it was the 80s and as I proceeded to remove her panties I revealed what I had been dying to see if it was like he said as I breathed on while pulling them down I was breathing in her pungent smell fuck he was right I knew it scared him not me it got my cock so hard leaking old cum everywhere my mate that fucked her we still hang up he's friends with both of she thinks I don't know I have tod her that her cunt smells or what my mate had said about her hey I'm not silly if I did she might have done something about it even when getting ready to go to bed and have sex she says I should go have a shower I talk her out of it by saying it's been a cool day and that she didn't have go flat out at work and say you will be alright and she says yeah fuck it which when going down on her is double strength in aroma as well her pubic her smelling of sweat and a slight urine smell The BE S T getting back to the story as my nose filled with her scent I turn like a swimmer and quietly exhale coming back for another sneaky sniff I glance up and see she watching me sniff her anus I fumble and mutter where have dropped the the tweezers and back away making out that I'm looking when she says put your nose back where it was she made me lick and suck the fuck out of protruding anus just got to thank me mate for talking about her and just like cheese the more mature she gets the stronger the smell

Watching up-close, a girl shitting, is a beautiful thing. And guys, you gotta have a nice smooth hairless bottom , and then your shitting is just as pretty. Seeing the anus expand and dilate, seeing the big poo crown...so cool. And watching a long continuous shit log that never seems to end, and smelling the aroma...so hot to me!!!