The Smell of Sex Ch.2
by Couture
Couture@literotica.org
(FF, panty, humil)
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(c)2001 by Couture
Part II
'Damn, I must have put on the panties Monique had
jogged in by accident, these are much too tight to be
mine. I sure hope she doesn't notice they are gone,'
Laura thought as she felt the too tight panties once
again slip into her pussy.
As she walked to class, Laura's eyes kept being drawn
to the slim tight asses of her fellow classmates.
Prior to today, the only time Laura really noticed
girls bottoms was when she would make fun of the lard
asses she attended school with.
However, on this day, Laura's thoughts were
preoccupied by panties. Through the thin fabric of
her classmates' short skirts and tight shorts, she
could make out what sort of panties they were wearing.
Some wore low riders, French cut, even a few thongs
and it appeared that some girls weren't wearing
underwear at all.
Laura wondered how guys at school could function with
all these sexy asses and panty lines around. 'Oh God,
does this mean I am a lesbian? Wait a minute, I can't
be a lesbian, I like guys. What is wrong with me?
Mayby I'm so preoccupied about panties because of the
tight ones I'm wearing now,' Laura reasoned. The
highly aroused girl stopped walking and leaned against
the wall to avoid an impending orgasm that threatened
to boil over.
"Oh God! I may have to take these bastards off in
order to get through my classes today," Laura
whispered to no one in particular.
In class after class, Laura tried to relieve the
sensations from below, however they seemed to keep
getting worse. The young blonde was constantly
squirming in her seat in an effort to keep the panties
from digging into her crotch.
"Is there some difficulty, Ms. Leigh?" Her professor
asked?
"Oh! I uh . . . uh . . . I strained a muscle while
jogging," Laura replied blushing, not meeting the
professor's eyes.
Laura was humiliated and wondered if the whole class
suspected what was really going on *down there*. She
thought she could smell the musky smell of sex again
and she wondered if it was hers or Monique's and
whether or not anyone else could smell her. She knew
after this class she would have to go to the restroom
and do something, anything, to would relieve the
constant throbbing coming her sex.
As the class ended Laura made sure she was the last
person to leave, because she was afraid there would be
a wet spot on the back of her pink miniskirt.
Thinking quickly, Laura loosened the
straps on her book bag, so it would cover her ass,
just in case. Then she hurried to the ladies
restroom. However, with every step after being
loosened, Laura's book bag kept lightly slapping her
pert ass.
Between the book bag spanking her ass and the panties
massaging her sex, Laura worried she wouldn't make it
to the restroom before collapsing in a climax. The
poor girl wondered if anyone around her suspected that
she was dripping wet or even worse, could they know
that she was going to do something she had never done
before . . . masturbate in a public place. Luckily,
she made it inside the ladies room without cumming and
rushed into the first stall she came to. The
lock on the door was broken, but it stayed put when it
was closed.
Laura reached underneath her skirt and rolled the
tight panties down her thighs, before stepping out of
them. She was worried about being caught, so she
stood on top of the toilet lid where no one could see
her legs, if they walked in. Then placing the top of
her head on the front wall for support, she proceeded
to massage her throbbing clit. In her left hand she
held the panties, she had developed such a love hate
relationship with today, tightly under her nose,
smelling them , drinking in their musky aroma.
Unknown to the otherwise occupied blonde, two stalls
over a young Goth girl with her feet up, sneaking a
smoke. Her hair, fingernails, clothes and lips were
black, while her skin was ivory white. She paused and
listened to the very interesting sounds coming from
girl who had just entered the restroom.
"Oh God! Ugh . . . Ugh . . ."
Squitch
Shlep
'Can it be?' the Goth wondered, 'Can someone at this
uptight private school be wanking herself? God,
wouldn't it be funny if it was one of those rich
prissy bitches,' she thought, grinning wickedly.
Schlurp
"Ahhh!"
Laura was approaching an orgasm when she heard a latch
open and the heavy footsteps of heels.
'Please don't let me get caught. Please don't let me
be caught!' Laura thought as her heart was pounding in
her chest. She placed the smelly panties over her nose
and mouth to muffle the sound of her heavy breathing.
The only sound she was making now was the drip drop of
the juices that fell from her sex into the toilet.
Laura did the only thing she felt she could to quiet
the drips she was making. She dipped her finger into
her pussy and scooped off as much of her fluids as she
could and then stuck the finger in her mouth. 'Ewwww
. . . I can't believe I just did that.' Laura grimaced
at exotic taste of her secretions.
Then she heard the click clack of heels as the Goth
girl walked closer and closer to her hiding place.
"Please God, if you keep me from getting caught this
time, I will NEVER EVER masturbate
again!" Laura prayed desperately to herself.
Then she heard the door behind her open and someone
giggling.
"Please, LET ME DIE. LET ME DIE!" she wished as she
pushed her face against the wall and covered it with
the hand that was holding onto her panties.
The sight before the Goth girl was amazing. Here was
a girl who could obviously be a model, squatting on
top of a toilet, with her face hid by her hands and
pressed against the wall. The most erotic thing about
the whole surreal scene was the blonde's sparsely
covered pussy gaping open between spread legs and
dripping its slick cream into the toilet.
"Ahem. <giggle> Are you all right?" the Goth girl
asked.
"Aside from dying of embarrassment . . . not finishing
the best cum ever . . ." muttered a thorougly
humiliated Laura, as tears began to form in her eyes.
"What was that princess?" asked the Goth.
"<Sniff> I said I accidentally wore my dorm-mate's
panties today <sniff> and they have been rubbing me
raw and hurting me 'down there' when I walked," gasped
Laura as she kept her face against the wall in hopes
that she wouldn't be recognized.
"I don't see any panties back here. Oh I see, you
have them up there. What are you doing hmmm Princess?
SNIFFING THEM?" asked the Goth girl.
Laura quickly jerked the panties down and draped them
over her ass to try to protect her privates from being
seen in this vulnerable position.
"I-I was . . ah . . . I was crying into them." Laura
stuttered.
Careful to keep her face hidden, Laura looked down
between her spread legs and dripping pussy at the girl
behind her. All she was able to see was a pair of
black leather studded boots and pale fishnet covered
legs.
'Please oh please! Go away Black Boots!' Laura
thought.
The Goth girl reached up and quickly snatched the
panties out of Laura's hand, before she could
react.
"Well, you must have been crying a lot, cause these
panties are positively soaking *wet* Princess Panty,"
replied the Goth girl.
"Oh! Please give those back *PLEASE*," whined the
distraught blonde.
The Goth girl took the confiscated panties and began
using them to lightly stroke Laura's ass, thighs, and
sex. Whenever Laura felt the panties touch her
exposed skin, she would try to grab them with her free
hand, only to have them snatched away and moved to a
different area. Soon Laura was so horny from being
teased by the panties and her own meager attempts to
grab them that her hands would stay searching for the
panties a little longer than necessary. Her every
attempt to grab the panties became just a little
slower than the last.
"Please?" Laura sobbed.
"Don't worry Princess Panty. I only want to help
you," replied the smug stranger.
Even in this position, Laura had a smidgen of backbone
left and said loudly, "My name is not Princess Panty!"
"Oh. Then what is your name?" asked Black-Boots
sarcastically.
'There is no way I can tell her my name . . . *no way
in hell*!' Fresh tears sprang anew and the defeated
debutante muttered, "P-p-princess sniff . . . P-p-
panty."
"I thought so. Well, Princess Panty, lift your leg up
so I can get these panties back on you."
Laura obeyed and raised her leg in hopes of ending
this embarrassment as soon as possible.
Click
The Goth girl took a quick picture of Laura with a
small digital camera she had removed from her purse.
The picture captured Laura with one trembling leg on
the toilet seat, the other leg in the air, backed
arched and ass spread wide, blonde pussy gaping as
juices ran down her thighs.
'A little something to remember this by,' thought the
Goth.
"What was that sound?" asked Laura, hearing the click
of the camera.
"Oh that must be the janitor cleaning the men's
restroom Princess Panty. We'd better hurry and get
this over with, before she comes in here. Your other
leg now," the Goth said.
Laura lifted her other leg and stuck it through the
hole. She saw that the girl had black fingernails
too. Laura wondered if this girl was one of those
Goth freaks.
'Hmmm. I wonder if she has black panties too?' The
thought of panties brought another throb to Laura's
pussy and the drip drop of her juices as they fell
below her.
"Oh, please let's hurry and get this over with before
the janitor comes!" whispered Laura, 'And before I
embarrass myself even more with my dripping pussy,'
she continued to herself.
Laura Lee tried to lower her leg and found much to her
dismay that the panties gripped so low on her legs,
she couldn't spread her feet apart over the commode.
Her only choice was to step down and reveal her face
or place both her feet in the small space in the front
of the lid.
So Laura placed both her pink pumps pigeon toed in the
crevice, legs straight but bent at the knee, sticking
her ass high in the air, with her face against the
wall. Her posture spread cheeks of her ass wide, her
wet aroused cunt framed by tight thighs, providing the
Goth girl with another excellent photo opportunity.
Click
"Oh God! Please hurry. I think I hear the janitor
getting closer!" whispered Laura.
Her legs and ass trembled from the strain of this
posture. The stress proved too much for her legs and
one of Laura's pink pumps hit the water. "Damn! Now
my pump is drenched with toilet water, what else can
possibly go wrong?"
Click
The Goth got another hilarious picture of Laura
quaking and then almost falling into the toilet.
Laura finally felt Black-Boots pull her panties up her
legs, mercifully covering her ass and pussy. Laura
was able to spread her legs again and relaxed a bit
over the toilet seat.
"Wait . . . wait!" Laura said when to her horror she
felt Black-Boots stick her finger underneath her
panties and against her wet pussy. Then the Goth slid
the finger through Laura's soaked folds and began
running it up and down between her slick labia.
"No! No! Not that!" Laura gasped as she swung her hips
from side to side to dislodge the intruding finger.
"Oh this will never do. Never do at all Blondie,"
said the Goth girl shaking her head.
"No wonder you had such problems, these panties are
entirely too snug."
"Now be a good girl Panty Princess and hold still
while I stretch them out for you."
Laura realized the girl was just trying to help and
stood as still as she could while Black Boots
proceeded to tug, pull and smooth Laura's panties
again and again. First, she tugged the fabric
viciously back and forth between her labia, embedding
the panties deeply in the folds of Laura's
hypersensitive cunt. Then the Goth would pinch the
buried fabric between forefinger and thumb and pull
outward until the fabric threatened to tear.
"Owww! Easy easy . . . please be careful!" Laura
cried, as the Goth 'accidentally' pulled Laura's
blonde muff instead of her panties.
'This girl must be a complete klutz,' Laura thought
because sometimes Black Boots would inadvertently pull
Laura's exposed labia, swollen clit, or pubic hair
instead of her panties.
"Ugh . . . Oww! Oh my!" Having her pussy teased
mercilessly had made Laura hornier and hornier. She
felt warmth begin to flow throughout her body as a
climax came closer and closer.
"Gasp -- Ahhh Ah!" Here was a reject she wouldn't talk
to in a million years and she was touching her where
no one had ever touched her before.
"Oh *PLEASE* don't let my pussy c-c-cum in front of
this horrible bitch..." Laura mumbled as
she tried to think of something different and not
sexual, yet all she was able to think about was the
image and aroma of a black pair of wet panties.
"What did you say Princess!" demanded the now angry
Goth.
"I-I-I said my p-p-pussy has a h-horrible itch..."
stuttered the distraught girl.
'Oh God! Did I just say that?' Laura wished she could
take back her words, the instant they
slipped out of her mouth.
"Why didn't you just say so Princess," replied the
Goth as she pulled the crotch of Laura's stretched
panties to the side and began to stroke the blonde's
erect clit. "Is that the spot where you have your
little itchy?"
"No! No! Not there!" cried Laura as she raised her ass
even higher to escape the fingers that were driving
her toward an orgasm. Laura closed her eyes and held
onto the wall for dear life. She was on the verge of
an orgasm and knew she would either reveal herself
and/or fall in the toilet if she let go for one
second.
Finally the Goth withdrew her hand from Laura's clit,
just before Laura could embarrass herself further.
Laura sighed in relief and relaxed as she got her
urges back under control again. Laura smelled the
musky smell of pussy again and it wasn't her own. She
opened her eyes and the Goth girl's black panties now
covered her head, one leg hole over each eye.
'Why did Black Boots put her panties on my head?'
Laura wondered.
"Well your itch must be in here then..." the Goth said
as she plunged her finger deep in Laura's sex with no
warning to the poor girl.
"Oh fuck! Oh -- Ahhh!" Laura cried, as she felt
herself penetrated.
Laura was openly grunting and panting now, too far
gone to care. Her identity now secret, she let go of
all her inhibitions, knowing that a cowl of this
strange girl's panties hid her face. The Goth girl
ceased her teasing of Laura's sex, leaving the nubile
blonde pushing her hips back, searching for additional
stimulation.
"Uggghh...let me cum...Please." Laura moaned.
"What was that Princess? I didn't hear you," the Goth
said, almost laughing.
"*Please* OH FUCK I need to CUM!" the blonde pleaded
to her captor.
"Call me Goddess Goth, slut and beg me to let you
cum."
"I'm begging you. <Gasp> Please let me c-cu-cum Gah-
Goddess Goth."
The Goth girl helped Laura down from her precarious
perch and stripped off the remainder of her clothes.
She left the poor girl clad only in the black panties
covering her face and her pink pumps. She looked like
a sexy, yet very stupid caricature of a costumed
crusader.
The Goth girl pushed Laura face down across the toilet
and proceeded to shove 1 then 2 fingers into Laura's
dripping sex. The Goth Goddess reached up her own
black mini and masturbated her clit while she
stretched Laura's tight pussy to the max as she pushed
yet another finger into the blonde's gaping sex.
Shlurp shleck spurt
"Ohhh! That's it you dumb blonde panty-sniffer.
"Ugh...suck my panties and taste my pussy you lezzie
slut!" the Goth pulled her fingers out, until they
were barely in the blonde girl's cunt. The Goth
stopped moving her fingers as she thought, "This
prissy bitch has probably gotten everything handed to
her all her life, but if she wants an orgasm today,
she's gonna have to work for it!'
"Oh! FUCK your cunt is so WET. Work that body for me
girl!" Black Boots demanded.
Laura pushed herself back, stretching her poor abused
cunt over Goddess Goth's three fingers. She rolled
her hips around in a circle feeling the Goddess's
fingers touch her innermost secrets.
'Why isn't she fucking me? It feels like she's just
holding her hand still.' Laura wondered. Her pussy
really needed to be fucked. So Laura grabbed the
toilet seat with both her hands and proceeded to fuck
her cunt on the Goths fingers.
"That's a good bitch. Fuck my fingers with your slimy
cunt." The Goth said as she watched the poor girl
passionately work her body on the fingers buried in
her cunt.
Laura felt herself begin to cum, while she was
immersed in the smell and salty taste of the Goth
girl's panties. She hated being called names and
humiliated by Black Boots, but at the same time every
expletive made her pussy, no her cunt, tingle with
excitement.
"Oh! Oh! I'm CUMMING Goddess!" she cried. "Fuck my
pussy please!"
'Well let's give the poor slut what she craves.' The
Goth girl proceeded to rotate her hand as she shoved
her fingers to the depths of the wet blonde's swollen
cunt. "I bet you will find those frat boys a little
*disappointing* after I'm done with you Princess."
"Ugh! Your fingers are so deep in my CUNT! FUCK!
FUCK! Ahh! They feel so good. Oh!"
FUCK it Hard! Oh Please, I'm almost there Goddess!
Keep FUCKING my cunt with your fingers!"
Ohhhhhhhhhhh-uhhhhhhhhhh-eeeeeee" Laura cried out, as
she collapsed on tile floor from her orgasm.
The Goth girl reached down and wiped the juices from
her fingers in Laura's hair.
"You are a good little lezzie bitch. Awww . . . poor
little thing, you are flat as a board." said the Goth
as she rubbed her hands over Laura's small breasts.
"Hee Hee. I almost almost thought I was playing with
a little boy for awhile. Don't fret Princess, you
have pretty pink nips though", Black Boots tweaked
Laura's hard nipples, eliciting a moan from the
passive blonde.
"Princess, has anyone told you that you have a
beautiful cunt? Hmmm? I think your cunt is your best
attribute, a work of art," the Goth girl said as she
rubbed Laura's cunt possessively, spreading it's
copious secretions all over the blonde's firm stomach
and ass.
"You should be proud of your fat juicy little quim, it
is truly a cunt that was made to be fucked." Black
boots spread Laura's labia wide, while pulling her
clit hood upwards, displaying Laura's aroused sex.
"Look at it," commanded the Goth as she allowed the
dazed blonde to look.
Laura stared at her pretty pussy in awe. She was
always taught that she should keep such things hidden,
because they were 'dirty', but now Black Boots seemed
to think that her's was particularly pretty '. . . a
pretty pussy . . . a juicy little quim. Whatever that
means," though the spent girl.
"Here. Give me back my panties now," said the Goth
girl, as she reached down to take her black panties
from the naked pitiful blonde sitting on the restroom
floor.
"No please!" pleaded Laura as she pulled the panties
down tightly over her head, concealing her identity.
"Well, it is obvious Princess Panty loves the smell
and taste of my pussy so much she doesn't want to give
me my panties back."
"I would love to give them to you too, but I am such a
mess now and it is all your fault. See?" said Goddess
Goth as she pulled up her skirt and showed Laura her
wet matted cunt.
"Perhaps if you were to dry my pussy for me, I would
let you have my pretty panties," said Black
Boots.
Laura could almost make out the logic of Goddess
Goth's comments, but at the same time was degraded by
the fact that she was going to college in order to
clean the juices from this social outcast's pussy.
Giving up, Laura Lee reached for some toilet paper to
dry her conqueror's wetness. After all she had no
choice but to clean her, if she were to continue to
remain anonymous.
"No, little pussy-sniffer. The toilet paper was not
good enough for you to dry your tears with earlier.
Remember slut? So clean me with the panties."
Laura reached down to pick up Monique's stretched
panties, so she could clean this demanding and
horrible girl.
"Put those disgusting things down, Princess. *Your*
panties are much too smelly and nasty for my nice
clean pussy."
I want you to use the pretty panties on your head."
Come on now. Be a good girl" commanded Black Boots.
A humiliated Laura, having no choice once again,
because both of them knew she couldn't remove the
panties without revealing her identity. Laura
swallowed her tears then held the Goth's miniskirt up
past her hips.
'I can't believe I am considering doing this,' Laura
thought as she stared at the Goth's aroused labia
surrounded by a wet tangle of black hair. Laura
slowly pressed the side of her panty-covered face
lightly against the Goth's dark musky pussy.
"Here. You don't seem to be doing a very good job
Princess, let me help you." Black boots grabbed two
handfuls of Laura's silken blonde hair from the leg
holes of the panties that covered her head and
proceeded to grind her wet pussy against the tear
streaked face of her newly
acquired panty slave.
Much to Laura's dismay, Black Boot's pussy seemed to
be getting wetter and wetter instead of dryer and
dryer. Laura's panty-covered nose, cheeks, and mouth
were rubbed repeatedly over every square inch of the
Goth's increasingly wet pussy.
"Ohhh . . . Ohhh . . . you sweet lezzie. Yeah, I'm
fucking your face now my pink-pumped panty slut,"
moaned a breathless Goth.
"Lay back bitch. Lay back so I can fuck you proper!"
the cruel Goth said as she sat astride the toilet seat
while holding Laura's head underneath her. If Laura
relaxed her neck at all, she would end up with her
head in the toilet water.
"Oh Fuck that feels good! You're my toilet bitch now
ain't you Princess Potty?"
"<Gasp> Ugh! Nod your head you lezzie fuck-slut!"
Laura nodded her head quickly. Anything to please
this cruel bitch. Laura was in a most uncomfortable
position and she could feel her neck weaken with every
second.
Laura did the only thing she could, she moved her head
from side to side and up and down to quickly bring off
her cruel tormentor before her head inevitably fell
into the filthy water below. Laura Lee could scarcely
breathe, her every breath was full of the odor and
secretions from this merciless bitch's pussy.
"That's my girl. Ahhhh," the Goth moaned. "Oh yeah!
Fuck me with your face. <gasp> That's it."
You're gonna make me cum princess"
Fuck that pussy! Fuck it slut! I want to hear you
sucking my pussy through those panties bitch or so
help me I'll wash that pretty blonde hair of yours in
the toilet."
"Shlurp! Shllluuuuurrrrpp!" Laura frantically began
sucking on the Goth's pussy through the weave of the
black silk panties. "Shhhhlllluuuuurrrrpp!"
"That's it! That's my girl!" the Goth encouraged her
personal pussy lapper.
Shlluurrrp
"Suck it! Suck it all up! I'm cumming. Motherfuck!
I'm cumming!"
Shhhlllluuuuurrrrpp
"Oh God! Oh FUCK! Suck my cum baby. Drink it all
down!"
Shllluurrrp
Shlurp
"Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh yeahhhh!" the Goth climaxed
and reached her hands down and cradled Laura's face
gently against her pussy.
Laura reached a hand down and fucked herself openly as
the Goth girl slowly ground her pussy lovingly on the
blonde's face.
After the Goth came, she dried herself on Laura's
hair, since it was the only dry thing on the poor
girl. Then she humiliated her further by turning
around and running Laura's panty-covered nose between
her ass cheeks to gather the excess moisture that had
accumulated there.
Laura didn't even notice, she was too busy cumming
again as she licked and sucked the Goth's juices from
the panties that covered her head.
Shhhlluuurp
"Keep the panties my pink-pumped-princess-panty-
sniffer, you've earned them" the Goth girl laughed as
she petted Laura's head.
Laura climaxed on the floor as she fucked her pussy
with her fingers, while she hungrily sucked on the
fabric of the Goth's black panties.
Shlurp
The Goth girl tugged her clothes back into place and
took one final picture of Laura's depravity for good
measure, before leaving.
Click
Laura became aware of her surroundings as her orgasm
subsided. The smell and taste of her tormentor
threatened to overcome her senses.
'What am I turning into?' she wondered.
Laura cried as she got off the floor and made her way
to the mirror to see what kind of damage had been
done. She was a horrid mess, clothes wrinkled,
mascara running, body sweaty, and matted hair raggedly
sticking out to each side of her head. Laura looked
at her small breasts and winced inwardly as she
recalled the Goth's words about how she looked like a
boy. Then she looked down at the pink lips of her
pussy as she spread her labia. 'Yes, I do have a
pretty pussy, don't I?' Laura began to gush again
recalling the Goth's words. 'You should be proud of
your juicy little quim.' Laura shuddered.
Laura washed her face and her sex as best she could
with paper towels. Her pussy was so swollen and
sensitive she could only gently blot it dry. 'A cunt
that was made to be fucked' Laura thought as she
spread her nether lips to admire her pretty little
pussy in the mirror.
'What am I doing? Someone could walk in at any
minute!' Laura thought, as she tore her hand away from
her crotch. She picked up her panties and rinsed them
out under the running water to clean them. When she
tried to put them on, she was horrified to discover
that the panties were stretched so badly, they
wouldn't stay up on her hips. Also, it seemed that
Goddess Goth had kept her bra as a souvenir.
'The bitch!'
Laura put on her wrinkled miniskirt and shirt, then
tried to get her nipples to lay down, but her efforts
just seemed to make them harder. Finally, she placed
both pair of soiled panties in her purse and left the
bathroom. She prayed she wouldn't see anyone she
knew.
'I have to be careful not to expose myself with only
this mini and tight shirt covering my body,' Laura
thought. The poor girl had never felt this naked in
her entire life as when she walked out of the
restroom.
Her hard nipples were clearly visible through her
tight white shirt. Kept hard by the thoughts of the
sex she could still smell and the too loose book bag
that spanked her ass with every step.
Slap...slap...slap...slap...
"I deserve to be punished for my sins," whispered
Laura.
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