best pair you've ever smelled?

You never forget your first time, do you?

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[quote author=bigboy2k8 link=topic=2921.msg19091#msg19091 date=1200080375]
Nope, it was perfect! :coolsmiley:

Whats the best pair of panties you’ve ever smelled?

Well, my story is here…

https://www.usedpantyportal.com/index2.php?option=com_ewriting&Itemid=270&no_html=1&func=chapterinfo&chapter=33&story=36&type=0

…and I must say, the first lady whose panties I had the privilege of smelling was really, really good.  You can find out about her, and more, by following the link.

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Abby x0x0x0x0

I’ve sniffed some very memorable panties over the years and will continue this fetish indefinitely. In fact I don’t even regard it a fetish(except for the occasional theft angle) as it is triggered by reality—female pheromones leaking into the gusset of that wonderful invention, viz. panties. Sometimes the gusset smells MORE EROTIC TO ME than the naked hole itself. hOWEVER ONE SMELL THAT STANDS OUT is that of a quite youg girl who used to babysit for us and hang around the yard. I never paid her much attention, regarding her as a PEST and often wishing she would just go home so i could smoke a little grass and jerk in peace before wife came from work.
However, one day I came home early abnd was walking around the backyard when I saw a brown paper bag on top of an old wardrobe I had put outside intending to burn it. I took up the bag intending to dump it in the garbage bin when from just the soft feel of the contents my brain was aflame instantly. THIS WAS SOMEONE’S PANTIES BOYO. Addicts know the 6th sense “ah, so” feeling. I wilted a bit when on sober thouht realised that it must have been georgette’s discarded dirty panties she was going to wash later. However, a panty is a panty is a …you get the pic, so I opened the bag and there was a pair of pale pink panties with mild stains at the crotch and spotting(last day period) and brown skid marks . I put it to my nostrils, and I knew that I was never going to smell ANY pantie in life with a MORE erotic stink. Maybe, possibly, as stinkily funky , but never more so—princess or homeless woman, aristocrat or movie star.
I grebbed the bag, and went inside to set up. I put pillows to brace my back against the wall, started playing DVD’s on my laptop on the bed of some german girls shitting long ropes & diarrhea in men’s mouths/pissing(worthless sissys, hahaha,fuck) poured red wine , had some speculum pussy shots in a magazine open at the side also. I draped georgette’s stink, blood -spotted crotch-sweated, from girls’ volleyball at school( she loved the sport) over my nose, drank wine , smoked grass , in a fucking multi-media disgracefull swelf-abuse(hahahah) session lasting nearly two hours. It would have lasted even longer but I misjudged the crisis point and barely had enough time to shout ” Georgette I LUV YOU FOREVER, FUCKKIT. OOH, GOD IS KING!!!” BEFORE THE SLIME SPURTED OUT..
I put the panties back in the bag , and on the old wardrobe top. Two days,or so afterwardS, i SAW HER LOOKING AT ME QUIZZICALLY UNDERNEATH HER LONG LASHES. fuuckkk! BUSTED> she must have smelled the strong odour of grass on her stinkies nad was wondering What the FUCK? Like all young girls she was ashamed of her smells and held her skirt close to body when passing people nearby. Buit that’s another story. Long story. Be Gentle with my feelings. “Gentle?go suck a bloody pussy you faggot, yo!!!” WOW!!!