Well, one morning I was rushing to get ready for school. My roommate and her boyfriend were still sleeping. I ran out of the house so quick that I had to turn around and come back home because I had forgot a book.. I ran into the house and straight to my room. When I opened the door, I saw my roommates boyfriend standing over my dirty laundry hamper, holding a pair of my panties to his face, and smelling them while his other hand was stroking his cock with another pair of panties. I just quickly turned around and left.
The entire day, I could not stop thinking about him smelling and fucking my panties. I could not believe how turned on I got, my panties were so wet. As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room, shut my door, and layed across my bed. I slid my hand down into my panties and closed my eyes. I imagined him standing in my room smelling my panties. As soon as I touched my soaked pussy, I came. I made sure that I fingered my panties deep in my wet hole. Then I left the panties out where he could easily find them.
The next day all I could think about was him finding my panties and imagining what he was doing with them. I rushed to get home and went straight to my room. I picked my panties up off of the floor and noticed that he came all over them. This made me even more excited.
Every time he came over to visit my roommate, I would try to get his attention. I would bend over in front him so that he could see my panties. Then as soon as he left, I could not wait to masturbate. I would get so wet and horny. All I could picture was him jacking off with my panties.
Leaving my panties out for him became more frequent and so did his visits. The more I left, the more he came over. This went on for a while and then one day, I rushed home to see if he had found my panties but they were untouched. Later that day, my roommate came to my room and told me that she broke up with him. She said that she saw him sneak into my room and when she walked in, he was holding my panties to his face. I acted like I was shocked. I wanted to tell her to just give him another chance but I knew she wouldnt. Later that night, I layed in bed and thought about him. I wondered if he was thinking about me and my panties. I knew I would never see him again so I had to find another way to satisfy my fetish.
A few months went by and then one day I found a phone number on my car with a note from him that said:
"Will you sell me a pair of your panties"
So thats when I got the idea to sell my panties.
The entire day, I could not stop thinking about him smelling and fucking my panties. I could not believe how turned on I got, my panties were so wet. As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room, shut my door, and layed across my bed. I slid my hand down into my panties and closed my eyes. I imagined him standing in my room smelling my panties. As soon as I touched my soaked pussy, I came. I made sure that I fingered my panties deep in my wet hole. Then I left the panties out where he could easily find them.
The next day all I could think about was him finding my panties and imagining what he was doing with them. I rushed to get home and went straight to my room. I picked my panties up off of the floor and noticed that he came all over them. This made me even more excited.
Every time he came over to visit my roommate, I would try to get his attention. I would bend over in front him so that he could see my panties. Then as soon as he left, I could not wait to masturbate. I would get so wet and horny. All I could picture was him jacking off with my panties.
Leaving my panties out for him became more frequent and so did his visits. The more I left, the more he came over. This went on for a while and then one day, I rushed home to see if he had found my panties but they were untouched. Later that day, my roommate came to my room and told me that she broke up with him. She said that she saw him sneak into my room and when she walked in, he was holding my panties to his face. I acted like I was shocked. I wanted to tell her to just give him another chance but I knew she wouldnt. Later that night, I layed in bed and thought about him. I wondered if he was thinking about me and my panties. I knew I would never see him again so I had to find another way to satisfy my fetish.
A few months went by and then one day I found a phone number on my car with a note from him that said:
"Will you sell me a pair of your panties"
So thats when I got the idea to sell my panties.
