This story has a strong panty sniffing fetish theme so if this is something you find unpleasant please rather read another story.
I welcome feedback and comments, both good and bad.
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Chapter 1
After they had finished their dinner, Sara went upstairs to change. As she sat on the toilet, she looked down at the panties stretched across her knees. Despite having had a shower earlier, her panties were already quite damp, and she could smell her musky scent from them. Her recollections of being so well fucked by William, had been on her mind all day and her heightened state of arousal had made her pussy wet and gooey. She remembered Scott's comments the previous weekend about the panties she was wearing and decided that for safety sake she would leave them in the hamper in case he went looking for them. Despite her misgivings about him using her panties, the thought of him sniffing this pair turned her on tremendously. She knew that despite showering after their meeting, there would still be traces of William's cum that would have leaked from deep inside her, onto the gusset, and was sure that he wouldn't notice. She ran her finger over the smooth skin of her pussy and was very pleased to see that although her lips were still quite swollen, the redness had receded, and her recent sex wouldn't be so obvious to Scott. Slipping on a silky teddy that barely covered her pussy she returned to the lounge.
"I hope we can celebrate our good news," he said handing her a glass of wine.
"I am always keen to celebrate," she answered playfully. Despite being so well satisfied earlier in the day she remained very aroused.
She sat on the couch with her one leg under her bum, the other on the floor. Her legs slightly spread, giving him a view of her puffy pussy. She saw him adjust his hardening cock over his trousers and it was obvious that he liked what he saw.
"Let's go straight up to bed," she suggested, I feel like being comfortable this evening.
Without a word he drained his wine and held out his hand to help her from the couch. When they got to their room, Sara pulled back the covers, and lay back against the pillows, her legs slightly parted. He stripped off his clothes and crawled from the foot of the bed towards her. Kneeling in front of her he opened her legs a little wider and she knew that he was going to go down on her. For a brief moment, she thought of stopping him, but the thought of him licking where William had been a few hours earlier, was strangely arousing and she let him continue.
He lowered his head to her pussy, and she knew that the scent of her pussy must be quite strong.
"You smell good tonight."
"For some reason I'm feeling really horny," she lied easily.
She felt his lips touch her mound, gently spread her pussy and suck her clit into his mouth. His saliva dribbled from his lips and ran down her slit. He gently flicked his tongue over her clit and started to trace random patterns over her sensitive button and around the hood. He slipped his fingers between her legs until his middle finger was buried deep inside her. Despite her concerns that she would be too sensitive she could feel her pleasure rising as his finger massaged her G-spot. She pulled his head harder against her, mashing his mouth against her pussy. She took her nipples between her fingers and rolled them firmly. He stopped licking her with his tongue and started to suck her hard clit between the soft inner skin of his lips. In her mind it felt almost like he was sucking her clit like a mini cock. She knew that she was going to cum quickly. The varied and continued sexual stimulation seemed to make her body aroused and alive. It wasn't long before she felt a tingling in her spine and a pulsating in her pussy, until her body shuddered and shook to orgasm, her juices dribbling freely from her and into his mouth. She could not remember such a wet orgasm and could feel the wetness dribbling down her ass crack and onto the sheets below.
She had expected him to kneel next to her so he could take his cock in her mouth but instead Scott knelt in front of her and guided himself into her. He slipped in easily and the difference in size of the two cocks she had had inside her that day, was very noticeable. Scott pushed himself all the way in, but she didn't feel as full as she had earlier and needed more. The only way she would be able to truly enjoy this, would be to fantasize that it was William fucking her rather than her husband. She hoped this would make up for the lack of friction she was feeling against the walls of her pussy. He took her breasts in his hands and caressed her hard nipples as he pumped himself in and out. With his other hand he flicked her clit gently. Although she was enjoying the attention on her nipples and felt pleasure from him rubbing her clit, his cock just wasn't big enough to truly satisfy her. Scott didn't seem to notice, and she felt his strokes speed up, his moans becoming more urgent until with a groan she felt his cock twitch inside her and the warmth of his cum splattering inside her pussy.
They lay still for a while; Sara felt a little disappointed and although she had enjoyed her orgasm from him eating her pussy, she had not had much pleasure from being fucked by him but realised that it was largely her own fault. If she had not agreed to let William fuck her the difference would not have been noticeable. She didn't regret it for a second and could not wait to have her pussy so pleasurably stretched by him again.
As his cock softened, he withdrew, leaned over, give her a quick kiss, lay down next her and rolled over to go to sleep. It was not long before she heard his gentle snores next to her. She lay for a while re-living the events of the day in her mind, until she too, fell into a deep dream filled sleep.
Chapter 2
When she woke the following morning, she glanced over at the bed side clock. She had slept later than usual, and Scott was already up. She had slept so soundly that she had not heard him get out of bed. She went downstairs to make coffee and as she saw that he was already dressed for work and finishing his coffee.