Emmas Panties

I suppose that the panty sniffing started with my wife’s friend Emma.

We have known Emma for about 25 years now and she is now 52. So she would have been about 26 when we first met her. She was a virgin and remained so till she got married at 45

She was younger than us by 9 years and was a vibrant young thin. Slim, sensuous and very tactile person.

She invited us to her house for a meal one evening and as we ate and drank I needed to go to the loo. In the bathroom was a wicker wash basket. I lifted the lid and I can remember it to this day there, lying in the bottom, was just one pair of panties, white, with a flowered pattern, with cream lace round the edges. I took them out and looked at them and saw in the white gusset a thin yellow stain. I lifted them to my face and smelled the most gorgeous smell of pussy that I had ever smelled. In fact the only cunt that I had smelled before was my wife when I had given her a kissing down there.

I could feel my erection rising and dropped them back into the basket and put the lid on.

Over the years as we visited Emma and got to know her better I made regular trips to her bathroom and to enjoy the smell of her panties. One evening I was up there and took a pair out of the basket and put them over my face and tied them round back of my head just twisting the material to keep the line of the gusset from my nose to my mouth and then sat on the toilet and masturbated myself smelling her and wanting her.

Once she was away for the weekend and said we could use her house if we wanted just for a break, as we didn’t have a lot of money to go away so we decided to take her up and we went there one Saturday. The house wasn’t overlooked so I suggested that we did a bit of nudity and we both stripped off and sat and wandered round the house in the buff.

I took a trip to the bathroom and there the basket was full of clothes. I slipped my hand right to the bottom and there were several pairs of knickers. As usual soiled with her juice and smelling just gorgeous. I slipped a pair on and sat on the loo stroking my cock through them and smelling a pair tied around my head. I decided that it was probably not the best thing to do to have an orgasm as my wife would probably spot it and I didn’t want to have to explain my particular fetish.

Julie was sitting in the chair as I came back into the room and I knelt in front of her and kissed her tits and she responded well to me . I slid my fingers into her cunt and started to frig her. Eventually with the excitement I shoved my cock up into her while she was sitting in the chair and shot my load up there. I was really fantasising about having Emma sat there in the chair naked and fucking her – it made a bit of a mess on the chair, the mixture of my spunk and her cunt juice, but we wiped it up with the cloth and it eventually dried. I guess that if Emma saw it she would know we had had sex in the chair.

I said I was tired and wanted to go lay on the bed. Julie said she would read and then might join me.

As I lay on the bed I slipped my hand under the pillow and there were Emma’s Pink pyjamas. I guess they were polyester material but it was a pair of shorts and a small top. I took the shorts and looked down into the crotch and there was more pussy juice stains. I lay on the bed with them right under my nose just smelling her and started playing with myself.

Eventually I had a cum and made a bit of a mess on the bed but mopped it up with a tissue and slipped them back under the pillow.

After a while Julie came in and lay in the bed at the side of me. We kissed and cuddled for a while and then Julie lifted the pillow and found Emma’s pyjamas. Oh these are nice she said and she just put them on. It was more than I could stand
I slipped my hand between her legs and started to stroke her cunt.

I knew I was messing Emma’s pyjamas up but I didn’t care. Eventually I pulled the crotch to one side and fucked her in them but in my mind I was fucking Emma. More spunk was in the crotch of the panties.

We got into bed and Julie got another fucking but again I knew that I was really shagging Emma in my mind. Here I was in her bed with my wife wearing another woman’s sensuous nightwear and my desire for that woman was just too much. It was just plain adultery in my mind.

Some years later Emma came to live at out house for about 8 months.

God it was my dream come true. Here was the woman whose knickers I loved to smell living in my house giving me unrivalled access to her dirty washing basket.

Each Monday when both Julie & Emma had gone to work I put the washing in. Emma’s wash basket went into the bathroom, was emptied out onto the floor and my fetish began. Taking the most soiled panties and wetting the crotch then licking the pussy juice off, sticking a pair of her panties in my mouth, tying a pair over my face, putting a pair on tying a pair round my cock and balls and tossing myself off.

Then the spunk-soiled underwear was put in the washer and no one was the wiser.

One day I found a teddy in there with the stockings still attached. I slipped it on slipped the stockings on, tied a pair of panties round my cock end and got into her bed, put a pair of panties in my mouth, tied another pair round my face so I could smell her and rubbed myself off in her bed, talking as though the beautiful Emma was underneath me and I was fucking deep into her cunt.

I often just emptied the dirty washing onto the bed and spent time naked smelling her clothes, licking the juice out of her panties and getting a hard on before slipping something of hers on and walking round the bedrooms and posing in front of the mirrors and then having a good wank and shooting into her crotch.

One day she was sitting on the stairs talking to Julie and I had to go upstairs.