Copyright ScottArroy November 20, 2021
https://www.literotica.com/s/whats-that-smell
We all start somewhere on our sexual journey. These late bloomers were twenty one when matters were taken in hand.
Lauren and Marcus liked each other; they had been seeing each other for just over two years. To date hand holding was as far as it went.
Marcus and Lauren were sitting on the grass in the park under the shade of one of the big, over one hundred year old Moreton Bay Figs. They regularly enjoyed walking and sitting in the park. They often watched couples making out and sometimes more under one of the many huge figs in the park. The craning heads, a give away to their naughty behaviour.
This was a regular haunt. They knew several of the park rangers that maintained order and protected the heritage trees and buildings.
Their behaviour, always innocent under those trees. Today like other days Marcus got an accidental momentary glance of Lauren's knickers as she repositioned. He always managed to get a glimpse without being caught because it was just that, a glimpse and not a gawk. He respected Lauren and saw her as marriage material. It wasn't worth the risk to try anything unsolicited.
Marcus was the perfect gentleman. Old fashioned one would say. He opened car doors and stood back allowing her to enter rooms and escalators first. He did all this because Lauren was a lady. Smart and pretty. A keeper! Marcus was playing the long game to keep his girl.
It wasn't so much the underpants she wore that day that changed Marcus's approach. It was seeing a small wet patch on those knickers.
"What's that smell?" Marcus asked. Not that he really could smell anything at this time.
Lauren sniffed in the air but couldn't detect anything.
Marcus pretended to sniff around in all manner of directions until he honed in on her.
"It's a very pretty, somewhat sexy smell," he said, moving his head up and down.
Lauren sniffed again but again couldn't smell anything at all other than that fresh vegetative smell of their surroundings.
Marcus moved his head up and down near her before dipping his head toward her legs to suck in the air.
"Oh wow; that's beautiful, what perfume are you wearing?" he asked.
"I'm not"
"Maybe it's your bath soap?"
"Perhaps" but secretly Lauren feared she knew exactly what it was that he was smelling. Her patch was getting wetter!
Marcus kept moving his head around constantly pausing above her core, with each pass his head was getting lower. The lower he moved the more Lauren could feel her wetness growing.
"Oh yes!" Marcus exclaimed. "The smell seems to be intensifying."
Lauren didn't want him to stop. Lauren didn't want to be discovered either but she loved his reaction to her excretions.
"Lauren I don't think it's soap but I truly love that smell."
"Oh Marcus, I think you may be right" and Lauren's clit was screaming for attention as juices continued to flow.
Lauren senses heightened as Marcus grabbed the edge of her skirt in two places and gave it a little wave and took a huge sniff at the air released from under her skirt. Transfixed Lauren was stunned at his boldness as much as her own immobility.
"Lauren I hope you're enjoying this as much as me."
Panic internally running rampant as Lauren realised Marcus was truly aware of the source of that aroma. 'Has he read my mind?'
Marcus held his noise below her skirt barely above her thighs and proceeded to flutter her dress again but this time it was not one fleeting sniff. Lauren could feel the breathing on her thighs as he held his head in place.
'How far can I move my nose forward before Lauren will stop me.' Marcus thought.
'How close is he getting? I know I should stop him but he'll stop soon enough. I'm so turned on right now.'
There now was a smell and it was increasing intensely. Marcus felt he was about to get smacked vigourly from an upset Lauren but he couldn't resist her compelling call. Closer and closer his nose was getting and then to the surprise of both of them Lauren's knees parted so slightly and they were both lost in the moment.
Marcus placed his hands on each thigh and continued to guide the spread of her legs.
Lauren did not resist; she allowed them to part. Marcus kept moving his nose forward until he could feel the wetness and the bounce of her pubic hair through her underpants.
Marcus continued breathing Lauren in and started massaging her labia and clit with his nose.
Lauren could feel her orgasm building. It was just a matter of time but she really wanted it now and not soon. Without any embarrassment she shoved her hand down under her skirt, found her clit and rode her orgasm to its end.
Marcus meanwhile sucked in all that erotic air. It was all too much for Marcus. He had spent the last two years hiding and shielding any hard ons that appeared. Caught in the moment and the smell of his girl he came in his pants easily. When the intensity of the moment ended Lauren lifted his head and placed it back in her lap but on top of her skirt. She ran her hand delicately through his hair in a combing fashion much as a mother would for her small child only much more intimate.
No words were expressed for some time and it was Marcus who spoke first simply saying, "thank you."
"Marcus I think I may have enjoyed it more than you but just promise me you will not tell anyone about this."
"I promise. You know I wouldn't but I'm not so sure you enjoyed it more than me."
Hesitating, he continued. "I came in my pants."
"Really! Quick, let me smell it!."
The two changed places. Lauren's head, now laying on Marcus's upper thighs.
"We smell good don't we?"
"I know you do!"
"What do you think it tastes like?" Lauren ever so innocently asked.
"Shall we go back to your place and find out?"
"You know this all started because I had naughty thoughts about you doing things with me in the park."
"Is that why your panties were wet?"
"Yes; and then low and behold you actually started to do very naughty things."
"I never thought you would let me go that far."
"I don't know how things progressed to where they did. I was so randy!"
"Once I saw you were excited I just knew I had to up my game. I didn't mean to embarass you in public."
"Marcus it was doubly exciting, knowing we might get caught."
"So you're saying you want to get some of my sperm, like right now?"
"Don't you want to taste me?"
"Is the Pope a catholic?"
They both giggled.
Lauren put her hand under her dress sliding her finger though her slit enjoying once more the erotic thrill. She held her finger out for Marcus and he was quick to put his mouth around it and suck off her juices.
Marcus unclipped his jeans and loosened the zip. He put his hand down and extracted a gulp of his jizz. He likewise held his finger out for Lauren to taste.
"Not bad, hey?"
Marcus wasn't really sure what to do or say next. When he finally did speak this is what he said.
"You know I always like drinking from a glass."
Lauren looked questioningly at such a strange outburst.