The Smell of Sex Ch. 1
by Couture
Couture@literotica.org
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(Fd, mast)
(c)2001 by Couture
I'm going to fix that little bitch! Monique thought to
herself. She sat at her desk soldering a circuit
board. She was the perfect picture of a beautiful
athletic African goddess and she looked very pissed.
Monique had endured all the other insults Laura Leigh
had heaped on her, but when she watched Laura flirt
with her boyfriend last night, that was the last
straw! It really pissed her off, because she knew
that Laura didn't even like black guys, she just did
it to spite her.
So as the bitch happened to be her dorm mate, Monique
was in the perfect position to make the prim and
proper Barbie-looking slut pay.
Monique snapped a cover on the device she was working
on and then lay down on her back and slid under
Laura's bed to secure it with some electrical tape.
She had waited patiently for the ice princess to fuck
up so she could use it against her, but Laura appeared
invulnerable. 'Well maybe little Laura just needs a
nudge in the right direction.' Monique thought. She
wondered if her plan would work at all, as she
finished disguising the small black device beneath
Laura's bed.
"Hee hee! If my plan does work, well Ms. Goody-two-
shoes won't be stealing any more boys from anyone else
. . . ever again." She was so excited, she didn't
think she would be able to sleep a wink.
Later that night after Laura had gone to bed, but just
before her eyes started to close, a little red light
came on underneath her bed. If a dog had been in the
room with the two girls, it would have been able to
hear.
"Laura Leigh, when you wake up, you will be fascinated
by panties, plain panties, sexy panties, any color,
and any size. The thoughts of panties, anyone's
panties, or even hearing the word panty, will make
your pussy DRIP with pleasure! Your mind will be
consumed by thoughts of panties and pussies. When you
wake up, you will have the irresistible urge to smell
panties, because the lingering smell of pussy and
sexual musk on the panties will turn you into a horny
SLUT. This scent will make you desire to MASTURBATE
your wet cunt. The stronger the aroma of pussy, the
hornier and wetter you will become. You will be
hopeless to fight your desires to sniff panties,
especially when they belong to someone else."
"Laura Leigh, when you wake up you will be fascinated
by panties....."
As the message was being repeated over and over,
Laura's eyes wiggled back and forth under her
eyelids. The message was programmed into Laura's brain
during REM sleep for the rest of the night.
'Oh my god I'm being suffocated by a panty covered
ass!' Laura thought as she awoke with a start. Then
she realized she must have been dreaming and had only
turned her face into her pillow in her sleep.
She was so hot at the thought of the panty-covered ass
she had been dreaming about. A wonderful buzz emanated
from her wet pussy. Laura looked over to be sure that
the inferior black bitch Monique was not in the room
with her.
Then she reached her hand down and began to trace the
swollen lips of her pussy as she thought of PANTIES!
'God! I am so hot! She thought, as she began to
stroke her pussy with her middle finger.
"I wonder how hot I smell?" and with that she brought
her finger to her nose and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmmmmmm! I bet I have the best smelling pussy in
the world!"
"Ewwwww!!! What am I doing? I've always thought the
musky smell of my sex was
disgusting!?!" Laura tore her hand from her face and
jumped out of bed to get ready for class.
She came back to her room from her morning shower and
noticed a pair of panties Monique had left on top of
her dresser drawer.
"That slob, why do I always have to pick up after
her?" she muttered to herself as she picked up the
panties to put them away.
With her fingers touching the silky garment, Laura had
an overwhelming desire to smell them. Deep down, she
knew what she was contemplating was wrong.
"Well I need to sure they are clean" she rationalized,
as she smelled their clean fresh scent. Laura opened
Monique's lingerie drawer to put the garment in and it
was filled with even more panties.
Laura rubbed the assorted panties gently. She was
jealous of her dorm-mate's assorted silken treasures.
'God I need a cum!' thought Laura as she felt a stab
of pleasure deep in her cunt.
'It can't be the panties . . . They don't turn me on
like this. It must be from my dream, but all I
remember was a panty covered ass.'
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Monique's
discarded panties and shorts from her morning jog
crumpled on the tile floor.
'Hmmm. Maybe I ought to clean those up for the slob as
well. I can't wait to move in the sorority next year
with girls of class and breeding,' Laura thought as
she bent to pick up the wrinkled items from the floor.
However, instead of picking them up as she had
planned, Laura found herself down on her hands and
knees. 'What am I doing, oh god, this is so *wrong*!'
'Just one little sniff,'she thought as she explored
the recesses of the shorts with her nose until she
honed on the sweat soaked crotch of the soiled panties
lying within by sense of smell. She inhaled her
roommate's scent deeply, enjoying the scent of
Monique's exertions and the aroma of her sexual musk.
"Oh God! These panties are positively delicious,"
Laura gasped. As she supported her upper body with
her forehead, Laura undid the towel covering her still
wet body. She ran her hands over her smooth young
curves, tweaked her nipples between finger and thumb
which sent erotic pains straight to her clit.
Over and over Laura's brain repeated, 'This is
WRONG...This is WRONG. Oh God! I can't be doing
this.'
But her body was burning from the sensations of lust,
so desperate for release from her pent-up
frustrations. It felt so RIGHT as she stuck one
finger, then two up her already soaked sex. Her sight
and smell totally overwhelmed, as her senses were
immersed in Monique's soiled panties. Her face
planted firmly in crumpled shorts, back arched
gracefully, toned thighs spread wide, and her young
tightly rounded ass high in the air. She reached
underneath her body and tormented her swollen clit.
"Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh fuck my pussy." The blonde cried
as she drove one finger and then two deeply in her
cunt from behind.
"Oh Oh ohhhhh -- eeeeoooooowwwwww!!!" Her cries echoed
off the cinder-block walls as she came. Several
students passing underneath the girl's dorm looked
toward the commotion and wondered enviously which
young co-ed was getting her brains fucked out.
"Ahhh...Cumming?!!"
Laura, who had never actually climaxed before in her
young frustrated life, humped her fingers against the
hard tile floor as she felt pleasure flow like a
tidal-wave throughout her body.
Oh! Oh! Fuck I'm cumming!! I'm fucking CUMMING!!"
The small girl stuck out her tongue and tasted her
dormmate's essence, as she had a mind-blowing orgasm
and her consciousness faded to black.
The blonde laying unmoving, nose buried in her
roommate's shorts, as she laid face-down on the floor.
Her juices ran down her finger, which was still buried
deeply in her gaping cunt and collected on the tile
floor. Had Laura known, she would be quite shocked to
learn that a video camera was recording her actions.
For the second time this morning Laura awoke from a
dream, of smelling a panty-covered pussy. This time
however, she awoke to find her face smothered by a
real pair of panties.
Laura groaned, "I can't believe what I just did. I've
become some sort of a sick demented pervert." She
cringed inwardly, as she thought of her depravity.
She glanced at the clock. "Oh shit! I am going to be
late for class," she shouted still bewildered by her
perverse actions.
She stood quickly and washed her hands and face in the
dorm lavatory. There was no time to
take another shower, so she placed her right foot on
top of the sink, then pushed her hips forward until
she was able to bring her cunt directly over the sink.
When Laura turned the water on and splashed it over
her pussy, she felt a thrill of pleasure as the cool
water hit her swollen sex and hardened her small
nipples.
As Laura looked in the mirror, she was stunned by the
image of the blonde slut that greeted her there. This
person with her face and chest flushed pink, small
breasts capped by hard swollen nipples, clit pushed
out like a small cock, and her inner recesses peeking
out from parted lips, couldn't be her.
The image in the mirror traced her fingers through the
folds of her aroused sex as her head tilted back in
pleasure. The person in the mirror was a wanton slut,
it couldn't be Laura. It just couldn't. Tears dropped
from Laura's eyes as she dried herself.
Then she took the towel and carefully wiped up the
evidence of her morning activities from the tile floor
of the dorm. As she dressed, she subconsciously put
on the panties she had sniffed earlier, followed by a
bra, pink mini-skirt, white stretch shirt, and pink
pumps. Laura grabbed her book bag, left the dorm, and
began walking to her first class. On the way, she
brought her hand to her nose and inhaled the
lingering musk from her morning activities.
"Mmmm! I smell good and royally fucked!"
Little did she know how truly fucked she was.
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