Chamber of the Goddess Chapter 11 (c) 2009 by Cactus Juggler Hearing the footsteps behind her, Rochelle reacted, but was too slow. She gasped with surprise at the sensation of the person behind her pressing something wet to her mouth. An intense odor assailed her from the slick cloth, and with that first gasp of tainted air filling her lungs, Rochelle felt a shiver of arousal rush through her. She brought her hands up to pry off the arms wrapped tight around her shoulders as the person behind her spoke. "Just take another deep breath for me, sugar. Go on, sniff my panties," Audrey cooed in her ear, as Rochelle took hold of the hands that were pressing the stinky cloth to her face. She was bigger, and stronger, but Rochelle paused with her hands on Audrey's wrists as the second breath of Audrey's scent hit her. Her heart pounded and her eyes closed involuntarily at the smell of it, and she felt slit growing wet below her. Her breathing became heavy, and every gasp she took through Audrey's panties made the fire in her pussy grow hotter. "That's it, don't try to fight it. You love my smell, don't you? I bet your pussy is drooling already." The overpowering arousal was like nothing Rochelle had ever experienced before, and she realized with horror that this must have been how Shelly and Pansy had felt when they'd fallen prey to her big tits. The memory of those shuddering, climaxing girls succumbing to their attraction to her shook Rochelle into action. She pried Audrey's hands apart and twisted herself away. Still panting, Rochelle spun around and faced her attacker. "No!" she muttered, throwing her head from side to side as if she could shake off Audrey's scent. It infuriated her that the smaller dark-haired girl just stood there smiling at her. Audrey wasn't even making a move, just smirking at Rochelle as if she'd already won. Rochelle found that she was still so aroused that it was hard to think, and for some reason she couldn't evade that smell. Every breath she took still seemed tainted with Audrey's feminine fragrance. Rochelle gathered what strength she had and cupped her huge breasts together so that Audrey would be forced to see her formidable valley of cleavage. "You can't win, so you might as well just give in and enjoy the ride, sugar," Audrey told her, staring into her eyes. "This isn't over. Let's just see how much you like my big boobs. Shelly and Pansy found them pretty interesting. Wouldn't you like to give them a little kiss? To feel them pressing against your face?" Rochelle asked. Audrey's eyes never even flicked down. The girl stared without pause into Rochelle's eyes as she spoke. "What boobs, sugar? All I see is your cum-covered nose. That's right, Ro-chelle," Audrey told her as the bigger girl reached up to touch her slick nose. "You've got my cum all over your face. I'm afraid I got those panties all wet earlier. As I bet yours are now, to come to think of it. That's right, think about it Rochelle. Think about how good my sweet pussy smells. Think about how much you'd love to just get down on your knees and sniff it. Think about how wet your own puss is. So hot, so wet--and all because of little old me." Rochelle hated the way Audrey could be so smug. But the raven-haired beauty was right, Rochelle's slit was boiling wet and every breath she took turned her on even more. She couldn't resist it, she was too aroused. Her throbbing clit had usurped the reins from her brain and now she was helpless. Audrey dropped something to the ground between them, and Rochelle saw that it was the smelly panties that had just been pressed to her face. She looked back up to find Audrey still staring at her, a gloating smirk on her face. "Those panties have a little taste of what you want. You can't fight me now, can you?" "N-no," Rochelle heard herself mutter as her eyes fell back down to the wet cloth she hungered for so much. "Why don't you get down there on your hands and knees and give them a sniff?" Rochelle felt herself drifting down, and in seconds she was kneeling as if in prayer, with her nose pressed to the wet crotch of Audrey's underwear. Sniffing Audrey's panties again caused Rochelle to go into a near orgasmic state. Her whole body throbbed with sexual energy that dissolved the thoughts in her head and left her helpless before her blond tormentor. "That's better, now ah don't have to worry about looking at your big ole titties, girl. Keep those big jugs pressed down on the floor. I'm afraid it's time for you to go, sugar," Audrey said above her, as the belle lowered herself to sit directly in front of Rochelle. Still sniffing at the pungent crotch of Audrey's underwear, Rochelle barely noticed as the blond stretched out her legs on either side of Rochelle's head. She felt fingers in her hair, and then her face was pulled away from the floor as Audrey slid forward. Rochelle looked up into the smiling face of her destruction for just an instant before her face was pushed back down, into Audrey's crotch. Her nose pressed into the neatly trimmed thatch of dark hair and Rochelle was immediately assaulted by the powerful aroma of Audrey's pussy. The full power of the little southerner's scent seized her, and Rochelle felt pure, overpowering, humiliating need. Was that her making that moaning sound? Her pussy was slick and hot. Her whole body tingled with desire. "Doesn't that smell good, Rochelle? You love my pussy, don't you? You will do whatever I want you to, won't you?" She moaned louder as her arousal built with every breath. Rochelle couldn't take it much longer, she was going to cum just from Audrey's female scent. It was the best and worst she'd ever felt in her life all at once. She was so turned on that she'd do anything to keep smelling Audrey's pussy, and the sure knowledge of her submission shamed Rochelle to her core. Her hips twitched spasmodically as she felt herself approaching the brink "Oh, that's cute. You're about to cum, aren't you?" Rochelle felt Audrey jiggle her head in tighter, guiding Rochelle's nose so that it pressed inside Audrey's wet slit. Rochelle had never been so aroused, so sexually charged, but neither had she ever felt the level of humiliation and terror that seized her. Audrey's pussy had reduced her to such pure, animal need that she couldn't bring herself to mount even the smallest struggle against the southerner's control. "There, right there. Now just keep your mouth closed and breathe through your nose, sugar. God, I'm *sooo* wet. Be a good girl now, and just drown your silly self in my pussy juice, sugar," Audrey ordered her with a giggle that turned into a moan of her own as Rochelle's nose moved inside her. Audrey's sex was impossibly wet, and the Rochelle felt herself hurtling towards climax. Laying there with her face buried in Audrey's boiling sex, she felt herself start to orgasm even as she helplessly obeyed Audrey's command. With her nose still immersed in the belle's juicy wet slit, she breathed in hard and sucked up a choking helping of Audrey's fragrant lubrication. The orgasm rocked her as she lay there cumming and smothering all at once. "Bye bye, big girl," Rochelle faintly heard above her as she came again. A heavenly euphoria filled her, and all of her fear and humiliation washed away. She came a third time and felt nothing but pleasure and helpless adoration for Audrey's sex. She knew was dying but she didn't care, her only purpose left was mindless worship at this altar of female perfection. Next: Chapter Twelve
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