Smelling Cecilia

Note to readers: Hey, I'm back with a new story. This is a fetish story about a smelly adventure with Cecilia, a hippie goddess. This story involves extreme odour play; if it's a turn off for you, stay away. Finally, if you like, please upvote and rate, thanks.

Caution: My main motivation for stories is female domination, and I'm really into cuckoldry, flr, friendzone, cbt, feet play, cfnm, humiliation, pet play, so these will probably be a recurring theme in my stories. All the characters are above 18 and although greatly inspired by a real event, the story is a work of fiction. Now getting to the main story, happy fapping.

Cecilia turns all the heads in a room. She is a small and petite country girl with a perfect pair of perky tits, and a plump ass. She has lithe limbs, with curves all in the right places, which makes her look taller than she actually is. Her skin is a shade of pale amber, covered always with a layer of sweat that eternally glistens on her skin like gold. She has this southern hippie attitude, wearing long skirts and tight tops. Her extra voluminous reddish-brown wavy hair always adorns her shoulders and bounces rhythmically with every minute movement.

She appreciates natural beauty over anything; doesn't use makeup, perfume, not even soap, which makes her smell like a nymph goddess. She carries this putrid aroma that people often complain about, but she does not lend an ear to these complaints. I, on the other hand, drooled over her, and tried to get as much attention from her as I could. Her natural nymph-like beauty attracted me, and reminded me of the nymphs of Bougearaeu. Eventually, we became very good friends, as nobody really liked to be with her too long because of her odour, despite her voluptuous beauty.

During this one time she invited me over to her place to complete an assignment we were working on. When I got the news, a shiver ran down my spine. In my mind was flashing the scene of that day, when I had learnt not to pay her aroma with gross, but rather embrace and appreciate it. I couldn't help thinking about that day over and over again and beating myself to salvation.

We shared a corner desk that day too like every other. She wore a tight blue shirt over a pair of loose baggy cotton trousers and her regular strapped-wedges. During the lecture she started dozing off a bit until she suddenly whispered to my ears.

"Hey Aaron, do you think you can unbuckle my sandals and rub my feet for a little while?"

I was unsure if I heard her correctly at first. She flashed me a sweet smile and ranted about how her feet hurt so much. I was still unsure how it was going to work, so I asked her.

"Could you put your feet up on the desk?"

"Can't you just get under the desk for me!" she hinted back, "Pretty please?"

As those erotic sounds entered my ears, I felt a kind of shiver run down my spines. Hesitating just a bit more, I quickly ran my eyes over the room to check if someone was watching. I threw an eraser under the desk, and got down acting as if to fetch it. I sat on my haunches, bending my head below the desk, and unbuckled her sandals. She let out a sigh of relief when I got them off, and wiggled her toes. Her feet stench a little, but it was intoxicating to breathe in the delicious pungent scent. I couldn't fathom how her foot smell was having such an effect on me. I held her feet by the balls, and twisted her ankles lightly, only to bring out some very light and extremely sensuous moans from her.

My dick was now twitching in my pants, wanting to get out. I started massaging the balls of her feet lightly with my thumbs. I pulled each one of her toes, and gave her heels a nice rub. I even dared to massage her calves and shins under her baggy jeans, all the while sitting below her desk. The bell rang suddenly, and I had to quickly get her sandals back on her feet, buckle them up, and get up with the eraser. I couldn't wash my hands for a couple days as they carried her scent. I kept sniffing them, and had beaten myself to sleep that night and many more after that. But ever since that day I started embracing her aroma even more, and began to realise how utterly sexy she was!

The particular evening when I went over to her place, she met me at the door wearing a tight peach ribbed top over a pair of white floral-printed boy-shorts. This is the first time I was seeing her thighs and they must be a shade or two paler than her skintone. They're thick, but not oddly so, with all the sensuous curves intact. She pulled me in quickly and her very sensuous aroma hit my nostrils. I was already hooked and my dick towered inside my pants. She looked to be very amused, in a jolly mood and had this smirk on the corner of her small chapped lips.

"I know that we are supposed to finish our assignment, but there's a little problem!" She giggled. "I feel kinda embarrassed talking about it. And, I don't even know how to break it to you!"

"Just go on with it, what's up?"

"Promise me you won't judge, okay?" She didn't even wait for my answer, and pouted, "My room's really messy, and I don't think we can start working until we kinda tidy it up a bit."

I couldn't stop looking at her coquettish timid face. She walked me into her room, which smelt like a dungeon. It wasn't dirty in that sense, just extremely messy, and given the windows were all closed, it just smelled stuffy. There were clothes all over her bed, with a few books here and there. Her table contained probably every object that one can think of. Her chair was occupied by a heap of clothes as well.

I chuckled, and exclaimed, "Where do you even sleep in here?"

She hit my arm, and coyly mumbled, "Don't say that! You promised you won't judge!"

I laughed, and assured her that I'm gonna help her with it. I opened the window, to let some natural light in.

"Will you really?"

"Yeah, it's no big deal! It'll take what, a couple minutes or so?"

"Ummm," she groaned sensually and came really close to me. She was tiny, and only came up to my chest. She was looking up at me with gleaming eyes, pouting her lips, in the most sensual way possible. Her reddish-brown semi curly messy hair waved around her head and shoulders.

"So... I know that you like me, Aaron! And I know you like how I smell as well," she giggled. My dick started growing in my pants, and I felt like a ball was stuck in my throat.

"I know that smelling me makes your cock grow, doesn't it?" She put her arms up in the air, and hit me with her sensuous putrid scent. "Go on, take a whiff!"

Her armpits peeked from under her short sleeved tight peach ribbed t-shirt. I could almost even make out curly brown hairs, but I could definitely clearly see the dampness at the end of her sleeves. I took a sniff involuntarily and instantly went completely hard. She looked down at the bulge in my pants and giggled.

"Can I touch it?"

I nodded timidly, earnestly waiting for her touch. She slowly ran her fingers up my thighs, and cupped my bulge between her small palm! I felt like coming that very instant, and got probably the hardest I'd ever been, as she started squeezing my member like a stress ball.

"So," she giggled, "I really really want you to lose all your clothes and get completely naked, before you clean my room!" She looked at me with puppy eyes, "I want you to clean my room naked! Will you do it, pleaaase?

I gasped for air, as she let go of my crotch, and started rubbing her fingertips along my shaft.

"I really want to watch you working, while your cock just dangles around," she giggled, and started unzipping my pants. She was awfully slow at it, and finally pulled my pants down. My erection was struggling to come out of the boxers, and that amused her so.

She giggled, and played with the bulge a little, rubbing her palms over it, before pinching either side of my underwear with both of her hands, and slowly pulling it down, while flashing me her glaring eyes. I quickly pulled my t-shirt up, and as she pulled my boxers down, my hard dick plunged out of the restraining boxers.

She giggled and held my thighs. "You're so big, Aaron!"

"Th-thanks!" I chuckled.

"I feel like getting down on my knees licking your huge cock all sloppy and bothered," she giggled, and slapped my ass, "but for now get on with your chores!"

As I was brought back from the frenzy, I started looking around, and started tidying her tabletop to start with. What was I doing! I was naked, in Cecilia's bedroom, cleaning her mess while she sat crossing her knees on the chair, whose contents she just threw on the floor, gawking at my every move. It was so hot!

As I was done with her tabletop more or less, I started moving a couple pieces of t-shirts from her bed. "Are they all soiled?"

"Why don't you sniff them to find out?" She said with a giggle.

The thought aroused me so much, I looked at the grey cotton t-shirt I was holding, and looking back at her sultry face, took the sleeves part to my nose. It was heavenly. The intoxicating smell of her putrid sweat infiltrated my nostrils, and made my dick twitch.

She laughed. "Is it dirty?"

"It smells so good, Cecilia!"

She giggled. "They're all soiled, idiot! And need to go to the laundry!"

I kept sniffing her t-shirt, until she came and pulled it from my face, with a giggle. "Are you going to smell all of them, pervert?"

"I want to!"

She laughed, and hit my arm.

"You really smell so good, Cecilia!"

She giggled. "Alright now big boy, we need to get going with the assignment, right? We need to get all of these to the laundry, and start working. I'll bring you a couple of laundry bags."

I took a pile of the clothes and put it inside the bags she brought. She asked me to change the sheets as well, and from her wardrobe, threw me the new sheets. We stretched it out on the bed, and we're finally ready to start working.

"Don't you have another chair, Cecilia?" I exclaimed, seeing only one chair in the room, still standing naked, as my cock dangled in free air.

She rolled her eyes, pushed me on the chair, and stood in front of me. "You're the stupidest person I know, Aaron!" Turning around facing the desk, she started swaying her hips at me. Her plump peach ass covered in the flimsy white cotton fabric, jiggling right in front of my eyes. I could almost make out the outline of her bush, curly hairs and dark chasm of her crotch from under the fabric. And that's when it occurred to me, making my dick twitch. She giggled, and sat on my lap, right on my dick.

I couldn't help but moan, which brought even more giggles from her. She started rubbing her ass on my dick, and eventually sat back on my pelvis so that my dick was right in between her thighs. She rubbed her thighs together, giggled some more, and parted them open, before opening the books.

"Can I play with your cock, while we study? Pleaase?" She giggled. I moaned an yes, and tried to focus as she teased me.

She kept rubbing my dick between her thighs as we went on with our assignment. She did not let me focus, and called me dumb, stupid, moron, with endless giggling, everytime I lost focus and did something wrong. She pulled my foreskin back and rubbed the head just with the tip of her fingers, giggling, as I groaned. In between she would put her fingers sticky with my precum in her mouth, giggling that it's sweet!

"I love playing with your cock, Aaron, but we need to get this thingy done with. And you're so stupid, I can't rely on you one bit! So why don't you just get under my desk like that other day, and give me another foot rub while I finish the rest of it myself, okay?"

For some reason, her calling me stupid made my cock twitch, everytime. I quickly got myself kneeling under her table, and started rubbing her soft legs. Her pale but fleshy thighs seemed so soft, I couldn't resist them. Her feet stenched, but it was all the more intoxicating for me. She would flash a smile down at me occasionally as I'd sniff her knees and rubbed her toes.

I pulled on each of her toes, like the other day, rubbed her soles some, and massaged her calves and shins. I kept pecking her bony knees softly with my lips, and rubbed my face all over her thighs as she would ruffle my hair with occasional pats on my head. I started kissing her knees and inner thighs, and couldn't stop caressing my tongue over the smooth surface. The tiny hair on her shins and calves bristled against my lips. She giggled, and I started licking the sweat off her skin. It tasted salty and I loved how it felt on my taste buds. I started making out with the sweaty skin of her knees and around, licking the sweat off her inner thighs.

"Hey Aaron, would you wanna sniff my sweaty feet, too?"

"Oh Cecilia, I'd love to smell them!"

She giggled and pushed her chair back, sticking her legs out towards me.

Then, I've got something special for you. She took out a nylon string from her desk, and asked me to turn around. "We're gonna play a little game, alright?" She giggled. "You are going to bury your face in the laundry bags there, and sniff through all my filthy wears and find my beige pair of socks, okay?" Giggling, she pulled my hands behind my back, and tied my wrists together with the string. I was awed, and extremely horny. As she let me go with a slap against my ass, I crawled my way on my knees towards the laundry bags, with my hands tied behind my back.

I looked at her once as she smiled at me, and buried my face into the clothes hamper. I sifted through each piece of cloth, smelled them, and pulled them out of the hamper with my teeth. It took a hell lot of time and effort, but I thoroughly enjoyed sniffing through the putrid aroma from her clothes. She did too, as evident by her giggles and occasional fits of encouragement. I was finally able to find one of the socks. My nostrils were heavy with her scent. I carried the pair between my teeth, as she cheered and clapped, and laughed. She patted my head, as I crawled to her. She took the pair from my teeth, and sent me back to search for the other pair. After a tiresome effort, I was able to find the other one in the second bag.

Cecilia swinged the pair of socks in front of my face while smiling. "Aaron, do you like how they smell?"

"Oh they smell so sweet!"

She giggled. "These are my gym socks! And I've worn them forever, to be honest, without ever washing them once, I think!" My dick twitched and she giggled. "They've started to wear off, see?"

She held one sock, toes parted on my face, and pressed on my mouth. She put her legs up, and toes inside the sock, while on my mouth still. I planted a small kiss, as she pulled the sock up on her feet. The beige was darker on her skin and made her legs look so athletic. The socks were covered till her ankle and I could see tiny tears near her toes. She removed her feet from my mouth, and put the other pair on, throwing her legs up in the air. She was very slow at it, making sure to tease the hell out of me.

In a swift motion, she stretched a pair of duct tape on my mouth, and pushed me against my back on the floor below her desk, my head against her footrest, hands tied behind me still, and pulled her chair above my body. Her socked feet followed down on my face. I grunted a couple times, and slowly all my senses faded, and became one with the musty aroma of her socks and feet. The balls of her feet covered my eye sockets, heels together on my taped mouth, her toes on my brows, with her big toe on the middle of my forehead, and my nose buried in her arches.

It was so extremely hot I kept smelling and sniffing till I was lost to the intoxication of the smell of Cecilia's socks and feet. It was exhilarating. She rubbed her feet on my face like that for forever it seems, and didn't take them away. I almost went into a holy trance, lost in the musty aroma of this beautiful goddess, woken up only by her cheerful yell, "Oh I'm done finally!"

She took her feet away finally, and pushed her chair back, freeing my torso. "Well, did you like it down there, Aaron?" She giggled, a jolly glee on her face.

I was broken from the holiest of trances and took a while to recover from it, her sweet pungent odour still lingering in my nostrils. "You smell divine, Cecilia!" I tried to utter, only to remember the tape on my mouth.

She laughed back in response. "I'm done with the assignment, do you wanna take a look?"

She got up off the chair and stood in between my legs. I tried lifting my body up, my hands still tied numb behind my back, and moved about to be able to look at the desk. Her ass was wee close before my face though and I couldn't look away. She leaned on the desk, bending her upper body forward, sticking her ass right on my face. "Oh, I see you're already taking a look, do you like it?" She said with a giggle.

I nodded, looking up at her. She turned around swiftly, a naughty smirk on her face. She pulled me up, and quickly sat me on the chair, carefully putting my tied hands behind the backrest. She got another pair of string and tied my ankles to the chair legs, each. She flashed the naughtiest grin and turned around bending over the desk sticking her butt right on my face, hardly a couple inches away.

"So what I did with this vector space is..." She started explaining the assignment, but I catered to something else. I pulled my face forward as close as I could to her white boy shorts. Her plump ass jiggling with her short measured movements, pale buttocks straining to get out of the semi-tight constraint of the shorts; her seemingly dirty dark chasm of hairy crotch peeking out from below the pants. I wanted to put my face on her peach and smother myself to death.

I was probably moaning, completely entranced in the ass. And that is when she suddenly pushed her butt back at me passing a tiny fart right on my nose. I struggled to get all the putrid scent in. My cock was pointing straight up and I had never been this horny. She pulled her ass back, and I started grunting, struggling to break free of her strings that restrained me, and bury my face up in her ass, sniffing her foist off it.

Cecilia turned around, laughing at me, and sat up on the desk! I still struggled to break free, almost screaming, "Please Cecilia, let me out so I can smell you more!"

"Oh cut it Aaron, I'm not letting you out anytime soon! You're so cute smelling all my naughty things." She giggled.

She put her socked feet on my thighs, inches away from my raging hard cock! "I know you're dying to be touched, aren't you?"

I grunted some more, almost crying at this point, I was so horny! But she giggled. Her sharp giggles of innocence mixed with humiliation stabbed my heart, and only turned me on more.

"Please, Cecilia, touch my cock, just for a little while!" I begged but it only came out as a muffle. She pulled me closer, and brought her face towering over mine. I looked up at her gaping mouth with strands of saliva hanging off the peek of her beautiful teeth. "I'm gonna pull the tape, and you're not gonna whine like a puppy, okay?"

I nodded and she slowly pulled the tape off my mouth as I gasped, "Oh Cecilia!"

She smiled, looking at me. She is so beautiful; her lips, so kissable. "I'm gonna give you a gift, Aaron," she whispered before her wet tongue entered my lips. She poured all her saliva into my mouth, kissing me like an animal, licking and biting my lips. As she let go, my mouth was full of her saliva, the hot stench of her spit lingering on my nostrils, I couldn't resist the urge to swallow!

She giggled, and spat a big load of saliva in her palm, held it in front of me, as I saw the frothy liquid bubbling in her palm, she bent down for another kiss, and to my utter surprise, she grabbed the base of my cock, and rubbed the wetness of her palm up my shaft, all the way to the tip! She let my mouth go and started licking my upper lips and nose, literally drooling into my nostrils, while rubbing my cock head like crazy making me moan in ecstasy!