Hot and humid as Singapore is, she did her routine when she comes home -- stripped off her garments as she sauntered in leaving, only her panties. Brassieres were a thing of the past for her. Confident in her own skin, she doesn't care if she walks around with her jiggly tits. Remembering something, she took her bag to retrieve her cum-doused, blue lace panties. Redolent of sex while opening it, their scent filled her hou...

Foreword: Hello, fellow Degenerates. Welcome to Sister's First Sleepover. If you are of the lower eschelons of degeneracy, I expect you'll find a lot to enjoy in this tale. It's a slow build up, but I promise you it does ramp up. My aim is to make the story feel as believable as possible, whilst also descending into utterly delicious levels of domination and humiliation.    Chapter 1: The Makeup Game Becca closed the fron...

Claudia thought George was weird. Smelling and tasting each other is a normal part of making love, but George carried it too far. “Just what do you think you’re going to find in there?” she said when he pressed his nose between her upper arm and rib cage. “Another part of you,” he answered sincerely. She resisted, worried that the smell or the stubble or whatever would be disappointing and embarrassing. But he persisted,...

SugarDaddy420: So, what did you do today? The beep of the alert alarmed Janey and she sat up. She'd been slumped over, eyes a little glazed, staring at the floor like it held all the wisdom of the stars. She focused her eyes with effort and hesitantly types back, her cheeks flushing as she thought about the answer to that simple and potentially totally innocent question. Lace'N'Silk: Not much, I'm recovering from last nig...

Finally, after such a long wait, we find ourselves alone in a grassy field beneath a tall, shady tree. There is no one around, and the only sounds are those of a hot summer’s day; the wind gently stirring the leaves in the trees and a distant jet engine as it disappears into the distance. I lay on my back, my hands beneath my head. You lay on your side with your head nestled on my shoulder. Your hand starts to trace shape...

With the working day done, the building has started to empty as people return home to their lives. Walking into your room we exchange a smile, along with pleasantries on how the day has gone since we last spoke over lunch. We both know why I'm there with you; we always go through this routine as we watch through the window as most of the remaining staff leave or go elsewhere in the building. Our staged conversation comple...

The first touch of her damp knickers to my face felt euphoric. She had given these to me earlier in the day to better experience her, and I was about to pay her the tribute she deserved. Sadly I'd had to wait to make use of them, having wanted to do so while they still held the warmth of her body. I felt depraved, yet highly excited, as I took in her unique scent and tentatively licked at the slick, sticky area she had pr...

Hi everyone! My name is Juliana, I'm eighteen, bissexual and decided to share with you something that happened to me when I was sixteen! I haven't changed much since that time, I'm shorty, white, thin, brown hair (like to make ponytail). I don't have big boobs, but I kinda like my ass. Sorry about my english, I know it's not perfect. I've always been very interested in the smell of things and sex wasn't different. A few y...

The Smell Smell of warm sea breezes reminds me of your hair just washed with just a hint of coconuts, passion fruits, lemons. Bouquets floating from the kitchen remind me of you. Rosemary, Thyme, Cinnamon. Thinking of you after a bath, fresh, sweet, and spices bathe my soul. Smell of wood burning fire lights my mind of cold winter night. Popcorn, movies, and cuddles. You slipping into bed with me Brings smells of passions...

Half of you won't believe me, but this happened about 3 hours ago when I went to my childhood friends house for a catch-up. I had to post it. I'm 18, tall, blonde with a muscular body. My friend has a sister, one year older then me. This started today, when my old buddy from high school who I hadn't seen in a few months contacted me through email organizing a catch up with a group of friends to go out to lunch. I said I w...