I’m a lucky man. Indeed my girlfriend understands my need for kinky stimulus. She knows I am a pantie fetish person. She also knows that I dream about some serious strange shit. This story is partly based on where a real life panty fetish can get you.

Lauren gets quite turned on when I tell her my dirty little secrets, especially my pantie fetish and panty sniffing ones because they are so easy for her do to and they keep me so horny and complicit.

I am such a panty slut that I would do anything for a pair of Laurens panties and I usually do end up doing just about anything to feed my pantie fetish. When she takes them off at night, especially if she has had a busy day, they are just heavenly when soaked in her juices and kept warm all day.

We bumbled along quite nicely, me in effect being her pantie slave (as well as house slave, in as much as cleaning and tidying). Smelly dirty panties for sniffing where my reward!

One evening we got to playing truth or dare and the question asked was “What little pantie fetish secret have you not told me about? This was going to be interesting. There were really deep darker thoughts of my panty fetish.

Lauren worked with this slutty but sexy BBW named Amanda. Amanda was larger than life and I had just built up this obsession with being able to pantie sniff Amandas used panties. I imagined they would be so hot wet and just so totally slimy that one sniff would send me pantie sniffing heaven.

I don’t know why but I just saw her as one ultra sexy panty mistress who would take me to the edge and beyond with her dirty panties, just made by her for panty sniffing. What made it even more sexy was that because she was a big girl, she either couldn’t or wouldn’t close her legs, so you could pretty much always get to see her sexy panties that I had all these sexy panty sniffing dreams.

I imagined being able to stick my head up her modest skirt and just breath in the sexy smell after a long, not so fresh day at the office. Now I know Lauren is open minded, but this pantie sniffing revelation could potentially be a step too far.

I had an option true or dear, but the shear hornyess of the fact that my girlfriend would know I wanted to pantie sniff her friends panties to was overpowering.

“You know I love you and I would do anything for you” I said. She nodded with a little “uhuh! and a mischievous giggle and twinkle in her eye.

“Well I have developed a bit of a thing for Amanda, in as much as I would love to pantie sniff her worn panties. She would be such a cruel panty mistress I suspect”

At this point I kind of expected silence followed by a huge argument. Had I overstepped the line big time. She looked at me and grinned. “Leave it me you dirty little pantie sniffer” Your Mistress may have something for you

At that point, she just pounced on me. She new I was very horny, so horny I was wet. This turned her on immensely. Lauren liked to keep me on the edge. Nothing more was said about it for a few days. I assumed it had been forgotten on purpose.

About a week later, Lauren came in late from work. She went straight upstairs. A little unusual not to even say Hi but it was ok.

Then about 10 minutes later, I got called upstairs. I went upstairs as commanded. Expecting another chore to do. I got the biggest shock ever. There were a pair of panties, and they weren’t Laurens panties. I knew each of her panties by heart, having had a panty sniffing relationship with every pair.

“I have just been round to Amandas” she said, with an impish grin. “Those” she said pointing to the panties on the bed, “are Amandas.” My cock almost instantly exploded. This was so hardcore panty sniffing it was off the scale.

“However, If you want to sniff those I am to supervise your panty sniffing with them every time. Don’t want you gettting too obsessed with Amanda and her panties”

“You can pick them up and give them a sniff if you want!” Instantly I reached down for the most hardcore panty sniffing session I had ever had. My girlfriend had stolen her best friends panties for me, the biggest pantie sniffing pervert around.

Lauen undid my pants as I began to give them a little sniff. I never expected Amanda to smell this musty. She must have one phat smelly pussy. The smell was so wonderful. You could tell that whatever day these were from, they were a good pantie sniffing pair.

I clamped them over my mouth and nose, so I had no option but to inhale Amandas sexy perfume. I then felt Lauren playing with my cock, licking off the pre cum and playing with the tip. This was just too much. What a horny panty mistress I really had. Panty raiding her best friends dirty laundry basket just for her panty sniffing slut.

As I breathed even deeper I could feel myself go deeper into Laurens mouth. The warm wetness was so sexy. The stroking and caressing of my balls, whilst my girlfriend got off on the fact that I was addicted to pantie sniffing her best friends used panties.

Within minutes I could feel my balls tighten under Laurens control, and I just let go. It was too much for Lauren and she pulled me out. I must have overloaded the poor girl. When she pulled me out I came all over her chin, nose and mouth. She was dripping in my cum. She let out a cheeky little grin, stood up and took the stolen panties out my hand and said “My turn to have fun now.

Get down there and help me” as she planted a huge cum covered kiss on me and bounded over to the bed, pulling her clothes off as she went. Lying down and spreading herself wide, it was obvious I wasn’t the only one excited by our panty sniffing adventures. Her pussy was so wet that I could smell it from where I stood. This was going to be another exciting adventure….

Stuey B is a panty sniffing fetish gentleman from the UK. He loves to write about his erotic panty sniffing adventures as well as panty fetish fiction. See lots of hot panty babes, stories, porn and much more at his Panty Mistress Stories website!