My Steamy Story: Sniffing friend wife's dirty panties...

My Story Time:

Okay, so I need to spill the tea on this one, no cap. My husband's best friend, Leo, came over last night while my man was out of town. We were just hanging, vibing, having a few drinks, you know? Then he goes to the bathroom and I low-key forget I left my laundry basket right there in the hallway, full of my, uh... used workout clothes from that morning.

I hear him pause for way too long. Sheesh. I walk over and catch him, my lace thong pressed right against his face, just inhaling deep. He looked so shook, like a deer in headlights. I was like, "Leo, what the actual fuck? That's mad sus." But honestly? I was high-key turned on.

He didn't even deny it. He just looked at me, his voice all husky, and was like, "I'm sorry, I just... your scent drives me insane. It's so fucking sweet." OMG. My pussy got so wet right then. I walked over, took the panties from his hand, and just rubbed them all over his face myself. I whispered, "You like how my pussy smells, don't you? You're such a simp for it." He just groaned and started kissing me, his hands grabbing my ass. It was so wrong but so, so good. Period.