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Sweet Danielle wild side

Warning, this story mainly evolves around activities of panties sniffing. Those of you who don't appreciate this kind of story might want to stop right now. For those of you who enjoy this kind of thing, have fun.

I also want to tell you that English is not my main language. If I have made mistakes writing the story, I'm sorry. I would also appreciate comments to see if I should make a sequel to the story. Thank you.

Intro

It's the kind of story that you could only imagine and fantasize about. I mean, you always hope it would happen, but at the same time, you know you should not hope it could happen in reality.

First things first, let's talk about me. Not that I have a life that interesting, but it will help you understand my position in the story.

My name is Mike and I'm 31 years old, I have a good job that has helped me achieve many of my goals in life. Unfortunately all those goals are kind of superficial. I mean, I have a great house, a great car and everything I can buy or want to buy. The downsize is, I'm single and I haven't had a serious relationship in my life. Not that I'm a virgin but I've slept with only a couple of girls in my life.

The first one, I was 19 years old. It was a girl in my class and it just happened after a party. It was a one night stand thing. I was drunk so, as you can imagine, it didn't went as well as you always picture your first time would be.

The second one was a little bit more serious. She was a girl working at my first real job. We had a great group at work, pretty much everybody was our age and everybody would often get together after work. One thing led to another and it just clicked. Physically she was a little on the chubby side but she looked good. For the three months our relationship lasted, needless to say I got to learn a little bit more about sex. Not that she was on the wild side in that subject but it was fun. The reason our relationship ended was that she got a job 2 hours away and anyway, we both knew it would not work out on the long term. We were too different and it kind of gave us a reason to end it in a good way.

So, what happened on the next few years? At first, I thought I would meet another girl and who knows, maybe I could start something serious. But that didn't happened. To say the truth, I have to admit it, I'm kind of socially disabled! I have a hard time with people in general. All their flaws, big or small, easily gets on my nerves. I'm not bad-tempered, I just prefer to be on my own and avoid people in general. I have my friends, and we meet once in a while and that's just fine by me. But maybe the reason why I'm single is because I know the right girl for me is already taken...

Danielle came into my life when I was about 18 years old. The problem is, I got to meet her when my best friend Jake presented me his new girlfriend. You guessed it, the girl I want to be with, happens to be with my best friend.

She is the most sweet girl, I've never heard anyone say anything bad about her. She's always there when you need her, and she has a sparkling personality. You can't be sad or mad when you're around her, she always has a way to put you in a good mood. Danielle is your typical girl next door and believe me, she looks good. Not in a bombshell kind of way, but she definitely gets most guys attention.

Of course, the fact that she is with Jake and even got married with him 6 years ago changes everything. They now have two k**s together and they're the perfect couple. But contrary to most girls who gets to have k**s, she kept fit.

If you want to know what she looks like, just search Bree Olson on the internet. She definitely looks like her. She's got great tits and a fine ass. She's usually not the kind to dress sexy but from time to time, she gives us a treat. Needless to say, given the way she looks and the fact that I'm single, she's always had a front-center seat in my fantasy world.

My fantasy world also gets to include porn. I guess I'm your typical porn addict and I like usual stuff. Anal, hardcore, voyeur, cumshots etc... I'm also a member in a porn website where I get to "meet" girls and chat. Most of my exchanges involves making a tribute. For those of you not familiar with this, it's basically cumming on a girl face, ass or pussy BUT you get to cum on a photo they posted on their profile. Then you send or upload your photos to the girl you made your tribute for. Girls like it and you'd be surprised how much demands I get and how cute the girls are. But on my profile I always make videos of my tributes. I guess I'm popular not because of the size of my cock (I'm your typical six inches) but because I get to cum more than most guys do. Girls get splattered on my computer screen and when you've got problem recognizing the girl after the money shot, you know you made a nice job.

When I said that I like usual stuff in the porn world, maybe I was forgetting something. I have to admit it, I have a fetish that's, I guess, unusual. I like sniffing and playing with girls used panties. I'm not wearing them or anything but I like the smell and to touch the most intimate part of clothing a woman can wear. I'm not the kind of guy who wants to smell all the panties I can put my hands on, but when I have a chance to check-out a great looking girl's panties, it gets me horny. Like most fetishes, I have a hard time explaining why that gets me so turned on. I guess the smell has got to do with pheromones but the fact that I can secretly smell a girl pussy, something most girls don't want you to do, has got to be one of the good reason I like it.

Over the years, I've smelled 4 girl's panties. The first one was a client's wife. I was about 18 years old and I had a summer job with a landscaping company. One of the client was a young couple where I had to take care of the flowers and cut the grass. I never knew for sure, but I think the client's wife was an exotic dancer. Needless to say she got my attention. She had the best set of tits I've ever seen and they looked natural. One day, while working, a thunderstorm started. I had to take cover and she offered me to get in the house. After talking with her for about 5 minutes, glancing from time to time at her fabulous body when she wasn't looking, I asked her if I could use the bathroom. When I closed the door, My eyes were attracted like a magnet to the laundry hamper. Even if I had always liked lingerie, I had never had the nerve to actually look at it in real life. But this time, one of her bras was hanging from the side of the hamper. It only started me up. When I lifted the cover, the red bra fell on the floor and underneath it, the matching red panties were suddenly visible. I looked back at the door, feeling guilty about what I was about to do. My hand did the rest and, while shaking with excitement, I grabbed the panties. They were bikini cotton panties and they were rolled up in a ball. At first I wasn't sure if they were inside out or not. When I spotted the white snail trails at the crotch, I knew I had hit something good. The pussy juice was dry at touch and I suddenly realized I had a full hard on. While I wanted to hurry up so I didn't got caught, I slowly approached the crotch to my nose and inhaled. My heart was pounding in my chest while I smelled my first pussy. It was something like I had never experienced. It smelled musky and sweet at the same time. I don't know how long I did this, but I suddenly heard a door close. Fortunately, it was the house exterior door. The client was back home and it reminded me that it was time to get out of the bathroom. I put the panties back in the hamper and left. My face was flushed when I went back in the kitchen and her boyfriend was surprised to see me. Both were looking at me funny. I guess my red face was a sign I had made something wrong. The guy politely said that the thunderstorm was finished and that it was time to get back to work. I'm pretty sure he taught I was hitting on his girlfriend. When I got back home that night, I remembered that I had forgot to put the bra back in the hamper. I felt bad, I was sure she would eventually make the connection between my flushed face and the fact that her hamper had been opened. Sure enough, the next week, she had an extra sparkle in her eyes when she welcomed me, but at the same time, she looked a little embarrassed. I was too ashamed to talk to her.

The second time was with a co-worker. Her name was Melanie, she was about 22 and she had a tomboy-sexy look. I had been checking her out at work for a couple of months. She had practically no tits but her ass was perfect. She had the reputation of being slutty and had confided before that she had cheated on all of her boyfriends. The best thing about her was the way she dressed. She always wore either a short skirt or, my favorites, skinny pants looking like leggings. Needless to say I often had a clear view of her cute camel toe leaving me wondering what her panties looked like. The day before summer vacation, we had a golf tournament near her house. After the tournament, she invited 6 of us over. I joined them about an hour later because I had to go to my sister's house first to help her move some furniture. When I went into the house, everybody had taken a shower after the humid day and were enjoying a beer. She had just got out of the shower herself when she asked me if I wanted to clean up, I said of course, so she led me upstairs to the bathroom to give me a towel and to show me the house. After the tour she opened the cupboard where she kept her towels and surprise, There was the hamper. I went to the bathroom while she got back downstairs to see what the others were doing. I waited a minute, then slowly, I opened up the door to be sure nobody was around. I then opened up the cupboard and the hamper to discover that it was almost empty. I recognized the outfit she was wearing for golf and started looking for panties. There was only one pair. They were black and the fabric was satin. They were still damp and then, I knew I had hit the jackpot. I went back in the bathroom, locked the door, and undressed as fast as I could. They weren't as dirty as the one I had found at my landscaping job but they were fresh and had been glued to her pussy only 20 minutes ago. By then, I was already hard, but when I started sniffing them, I became so hard that I could see that my cock was pulsing at the rhythm of my heartbeat. The smell was different. They smelled more like the perfume she wore but with a little extra, sweat and a little pussy juice. Because they were already damp, I decided to taste the crotch. That way, she could always think that they were wet because of her and not suspect a pervert like me had licked the bottom of her panties. They tasted like nothing I had tasted before. I guess the best way to describe them would be light butter and a musky after taste. Needless to say, at that point I needed relief fast. I also didn't want to get caught taking too long in the bathroom all by myself. I put the crotch back on my nose and started jerking my cock. I inhaled deeply imagining those panties on the camel toe I had looked many time in the last few months. I also imagined her pussy juice leaking while her panties were glued to it. After about ten long breaths my hand was jerking my cock hard and I knew I couldn't last long. I suddenly came with about 5-6 strong cum ropes and the rest dribbled to the floor. That's when I realized that, in my excitement, I hadn't looked at where I was aiming. About 3 feet away, the shower carpet was on the floor and I had literally drenched it. Even better, it was a furry one that was almost impossible to clean. I tried to clean it up the best I could and I took a quick shower to get back to the others. When I came out of the bathroom, I had the panties hidden in the palm of my hand to quickly get rid of them in the hamper. I was about to throw them back where they belonged when Melanie got on top of the stairs. I stumbled a little bit holding the door wondering what I should do when she passed beside me smiling and entered the bathroom. I took a chance, opened the hamper, tossed them in and closed the door. That's when I heard Melanie calling me from inside the bathroom to ask me if everything was all right. I went to the bathroom door and told her everything was fine. She was closing the shower faucet explaining to me that if she didn't closed it right, it would not stop dribble. To tell you the truth, I wasn't really looking at her face. I was looking at her bare feet standing on the carpet, wondering if she would notice anything wrong. The last thing I remember was Melanie, lifting her left foot to look underneath it. She then wiped both her feet on the carpet saying that it was drenched from all the showers people had taken. I smiled and went back downstairs. That way, she wouldn't notice my face showing my embarrassment.

So, what happened with the other 2 girl's panties? Well, you're about to find out. And you guessed it, Danielle took a major role in the story.

Over the years, as you can imagine, I often had the chance and the desire to smell Danielle's panties. To tell you the truth, it happened a few times, but not often. The reason is, even if she's the girl of my dreams, I like her too much to take a chance getting caught playing with her panties and jeopardizing our friendship. Every time I did it, I felt bad doing it and I respected her too much to play with her private things.

I've known her for about 13 years and I know that Jake and Danielle suspect the fact that I love her. Both of them have been cool about it and Jake knows I wouldn't hit on Danielle and he knows she wouldn't cheat. That's just not like her.

But, even if I've tried to contain myself, I have to admit that she often caught me staring at her. She has such a great set of tits and most importantly, she's got the best looking camel toe I've ever seen. In the first few years, we were both young and while she sometimes caught me looking at her, she had pretty much no reaction or at worst, she told me a funny comment about it making us both smile. I guess she was used to it but as the years went by, she began to appreciate more my wandering glances. Even if, in my opinion, she's as beautiful as she's ever been, I guess she doesn't get as much attention as before. Now, when she notices me looking at her (drooling with my mouth open I guess). She just looks at me with a knowing smile on her face.

In the last year, she became more and more active in her interactions with me. I know Jake once made a comment regarding their sex life, saying that the desire faded a little bit and that they didn't have enough sex to his liking. I guess it can be understandable after 13 years and two c***dren.

But, to tell you the truth, I never noticed it because she started making more funny-sexy comments than usual; Commenting on the rack of Scarlett Johansson in The Avengers. Asking us how big Shaquille O'Neill's dick is, when we said it's probably at least 10 inches long, she grabbed her crotch wincing. Asking me if I had "dipped my paintbrush" after I told them what happened at a party at work and commented on the many single girls present.

The most obvious sign was how she seemed to expose herself more to me. Suddenly, she started wearing tank tops and took every chance she got to bend to the waist taking care
of her c***dren. Her great tits hanging, supported only by her bra and taking her time getting up. Before, when we greeted each other, we only kissed both cheeks but now a big bear hug is always in order. Sometimes it takes so long, I'm worried about the fact that my erection could show and feel it. Of course, all that boob crushing made her cleavage open up even more and even if I tried, and believe me I did, I could not help myself and I had to take a look down while we hold up. One time, she changed her shirt in the kitchen, wearing only her bra. When Jake reminded her I was right there next to her, she jumped in surprise, turned around, and explained she always does that when Jake and her are alone in the house. Every time we talked, either on the couch or at the kitchen table. She seemed to always have her legs opened up. She almost never wears a skirt but she always has thigh pants on, displaying her great ass. Needless to say that every time she was not making eye contact with me, I quickly glanced at her great camel toe. Wondering what her pussy would smell like if I suddenly dived on her crotch.

Of course, you have to keep in mind that I'm the one telling you the story. All those tales are now etched in my memory and are often used in my imagination when I jerk-off. Mentioned one after another, Danielle may look like a slut but in reality, she flashed me those signs once in a while over a few months. But I can assure you, she definitely enjoyed it and it put a little spice in both our lives but it was only a game for her. Or maybe it wasn't...

Part 1

Danielle is a high school teacher. Every time she comes back from her last day at the end of the school year, she calls me up and invite me for a barbecue. The three of us always have a good time because Danielle is excited and relieved to be on vacation. Jake and I just enjoy looking at the most important girl in our lives being so happy. As usual, we ended up drunk and that may explain why she ended up making quite a show.

Everything from the long hug to the cleavage showing was there. Being drunk, she even got to the dirty talking, joking on how she always made a nice job cleaning up after a blowjob since she swallowed it all. Jake adding that it would be great, if it was true... Later that night, while she jumped on my lap, she asked me why I didn't have a girlfriend. I said; hey I guess I didn't find the right girl for me. You might say, wow what a brilliant answer, but you didn't have Danielle's breasts 5 inches away staring at you! I guess she thought it was a cute answer because, as Jake was going to the kitchen, she hugged me, crushing her tits on my face. I could smell her perfume and needless to say, I was in heaven. It lasted maybe 5 seconds but it felt like hours. When she ended it, I had a full erection. she turned a little on my lap, ending straddling my right leg, her back facing me. Then she made herself comfortable by backing up a little and she leaned on me. When her ass bumped into my cock, she turned her shoulders around slowly with a little smile on her face. She just looked at me for about 10 seconds and when we started hearing Jake coming back, she leaned forward and slowly grinded her crotch on my thigh. I could feel her soft camel toe rub on me and the heat her crotch sent out. When she raised herself, she let her ass stuck out, putting it on display. When Jake came near, she was up and started laughing. Jake asked us what was going on. She jumped in his arms and kissed him. That gave me time to settle down but that wasn't enough. I stood up and told them I would give them a moment alone, but I knew it was me who needed a moment.

I went to the bathroom, closed the door and exhaled. Of course, I was so horny, I immediately thought of Danielle's panties. Being at the end of the week, the bathroom was a mess. Clothes were everywhere and I had no problem finding her panties on a pile of clothes. I know I said that I rarely looked and smelled her panties but this time, I had no choice. I picked up 3 pairs, all were made of cotton. Two were more casual and one had a little lace on them. The first of the casuals were white with a series of multicolor circles. They were rather clean with only a little yellowish stain that was clearly an old pee stain that had been cleaned up long ago. Being white, the pussy juice was harder to see but I could clearly smell her pussy. The second one was an old pair of pink panties. Those were definitely more stained. I could see they had been worn for a long time. The elastic was loose and it was making little waves around the waistband. The crotch was a beauty. I don't know what had happened that day but she clearly saw something that had made her horny. The stains were dry but you could see that the juice had been thick. The smell was so strong, I had to back up a little to gather myself. When I went back in, I took a long sniff and enjoyed what was in front of me. By that time, not only was I in full mast, I could clearly feel I was leaking a lot of precum in my briefs. I took the last pair and inspected them. Those being the most sexy of the three, I was pretty sure the white stain at the bottom was Jake's cum. When I put the crotch near my nose, it was obvious. It smelled like bleach, a clear indication it was sperm. Since I was not interested in that I put them back on the pile. The smell of the third panties reminded me that I could not use Danielle's panties to jerk-off on. The smell alone would condemn me and I'm not even talking about the fact that I would drown them with my cum. Leaving them damp for a long time. Instead, I thought about my tributes and decide to take pictures of the panties and use them later at home. I took out my cell and took 2-3 pictures for each of the two remaining panties, focusing primarily on the crotch. I then decided to jerk-off lightly with the pink ones just to experience the feeling. I took out my cock and cleaned the tip. I made sure the tip was in contact with the crusty crotch and started jerking. Wow! Had I known what a feeling that was, I would have done it before. It was so good, in a minute I was on the verge of cumming. Then, I heard a knock on the door. I jumped and Jake asked me if I had fallen asleep. Inside, I thanked him. I was just about to blow my load in Danielle's panties and I would have been busted. I said I was all right and that I would be right back in a second. I put the panties back in place and joined them about a minute later. When I saw Danielle, I'm pretty sure she took a quick glance at my crotch. It was late, and since I was pretty drunk, they offered me to sleep at their home. I accepted but I had a hard time falling to sleep, I was too horny and I knew I could not jerk-off since their room is right next to the bathroom and I couldn't go clean up afterward without them noticing.

In the morning, I ate breakfast with them before I went home. When we were at the table, I often saw Danielle taking quick glances at my face. It seemed like she was judging the way I was acting. I think she wasn't sure on how to react, either because she regretted her actions or because it made her have feelings she didn't know how to deal with. When I came to the door I thanked Jake and, while Danielle hesitated, I took the lead, open my arms and hugged her lightly but lovingly. Immediately she smiled and hugged me back.

Part 2

Three weeks later, I was on vacation and I had my day planned up. I wanted to make a tribute for a cute girl that had asked me, no, implored me, to cum on a photo of her face. Then, I was planning to go ride my new bike for about 50km, I was training to do a triathlon at the end of the summer.

I got online, downloaded the photo and started slowly jerking my cock to her album and some porn. I took my time, I wanted to shoot a bucket of cum. After about 15 minutes, I started to look at some Bree Olson porn movies. My favorites are her interracial movies. It's incredible the size of the cocks she can take in her ass and pussy. And her movies are not softcore, she really gets banged hard, always demanding more. The fact that she's the best dirty talker in porn also helps. Of course, when I look at her, I always make the connection with Danielle. Wondering if she's as aggressive in bed. I was beginning to feel pressure to cum when I heard the phone ring.

It was Danielle and she invited me over for dinner. She had some work for me because her patio tiles were unstable. I had offered earlier in the year to fix that up for them since I had done this kind of work often when I was doing landscaping. It was early in the afternoon, so I told her I would get to her house after my bike ride. Anyway. I knew Jake would come back from work at about 5 o'clock, that gave me enough time to do the job before he showed up. When I hung up, I decided to wait for the tribute knowing that anyway, be best way for me to build a nice cumshot, is to look at Danielle during a couple of hours.

I dressed up, rode for about 2 hours and went directly to their house. Danielle was there welcoming me with the sexiest outfit I've ever seen her wear. She had a white tank top making her tits look enormous. She was also wearing a tight short "Daisy Duke" style. She hugged me but made it last longer than usual. Now, remember that I was wearing cycling shorts making my cock easily visible, especially if I had an erection. I did my best to stay calm but I couldn't stop my cock from getting hard. When she released me, I sat at the kitchen table as fast as I could to hide my crotch. Danielle took a seat next to me and we started talking. She didn't say anything about the last time we saw each other, instead she talked about the new car she had bought yesterday. She was supposed to get it at the car dealer tomorrow. Meanwhile, her young daughter was playing behind me and she started complaining so Danielle stood up and joined her on the floor to play. I had no choice but to turn my chair around and cross my legs to hide my cock since it was directly in her line of view. Danielle was on the floor, legs wide open, helping her daughter make a puzzle that was in front of her. Needless to say her camel toe was clearly visible and since she had to lean forward to see the pieces, I was looking directly down her tank top. She was still talking with me but she was also trying to help her daughter. To tell you the truth, I don't remember a word she said. I was hypnotized by her body, my only concern was to make eye contact with her as fast as I could when she lifted her head. Of course, my erection started again but it was hidden from her by my crossed legs. She then asked me to give her the coke can she had started to drink when we talked and left on the table. I turned around and tried to get it but it was too far to be easily accessible. I had to stand a little on my chair and turn around to get it. Naturally by doing that, I had to uncross my legs and thrust forward my waist to keep my balance. When I turned back, Danielle had her mouth open and she was staring at my cock. After a fraction of a second she gathered herself and thanked me when I gave her the can. There was a moment of silence and then she looked at me before saying she was sorry. I said it was all right, adding that it's not like she had never seen anything like it before. She added that it was quite impressive but I reminded her that my shorts had a padding making it look bigger than it actually was.

A chime went on and I asked her what it was, she told me that it was the dryer that had ended a load and she stood up to go to the bathroom, both of us relieved to change the subject. She came back a moment later with a basket of c***dren's clothes and she put it on the table. When she started folding it, she began to talk about our last party. Saying that she had a headache the next day because she had drank too much. She told me she wouldn't drink anytime soon since she had a hard time controlling herself . When she told me that, she was focusing on the clothes not making eye contact with me. She told me that you could make actions you could later regret in those situations. She then took a pair of her daughter's small panties and put them on her chest to fold them when she looked at me straight in the eyes with a smile and said that it can make everybody do things they regretted. I froze, I was not sure if she was talking about my panties play or the fact that she had literally lapped dance me. I didn't say anything back, being unsure about what she knew. When she finished folding, I told her I should get to work and I went outside to fix the tiles.

She came later to see if I needed help. In fact, I needed an extra pair of hands to hold a metal staircase that I had to lift before setting down a pair of tiles. She took hold of the staircase and bent to the waist to hold it since it was pretty heavy. I was on my knees setting the tiles when my eyes looked up and all I could see was her cleavage. Her tits were inches away and for the first time, I even saw a bit of her nipples. When I was finished, I told her she could put the staircase down and she did. She then stood up, putting her hand on the top of her chest to close the cleavage. She clearly saw I had attempted a last look when she stood up. I ended the job by fixing back the staircase. I had to lay on the ground face up to put back four screws I had removed at the start of the job under the staircase. Danielle was holding the screws and gave them to me one by one while I put them back on. She was standing right next to me and I had a clear view between her legs and I could also see the underside of her breasts. When she gave me the last screw, she caught me again looking at her and asked me if I enjoyed the view. It was my turn to say I was sorry. I also added that I should stop because she distracted me and that I would not be doing a very good job. She then said, it's nice to know I can still distract a young landscaping worker at my age. You sure can, I added. I might even need a little relief later if you continue wearing this kind of clothes around. Her smile widened and she jump like a little girl saying; really? We both smiled.

After I gathered the tools and put them back in the shed, I asked her if I could take a shower. I sure needed one after my bike ride and my work. She said of course, while she soothed my T-shirt trying to get rid of all the dirt I had on me before letting me go in the house. She ended by the back of my bike short, giving me a light tap. I went into the bathroom trying not to think about her panties. After all, she may had given me a warning earlier about the fact that she suspected me of playing with them. I took my shower, wiped myself and dressed with a fresh set of clothes I had taken with me in my backpack during my bike ride. When I turned to face the door, I saw the hamper next to the door. It was open, almost empty but on the edge of the opening, a green fluorescent pair of panties was on full display. It almost looked like she had put them there just to tease me. I had to take a look but promised myself not to touch them. The crotch was wet and slimy with a fresh coating of pussy juice. I had to quickly get out of the bathroom to control myself.

Moments later, While I was at the kitchen table and Danielle was cooking, Jake came in from work. We talked a little about his work and went to see what I had done. He liked it and we went back inside to eat. After dinner we had to hurry up because both Jake and Danielle were soccer instructors for both their c***dren. They were so young, both were playing in the same group. Danielle went into the bedroom to change and came back with a stretch black shirt and a pair of gray sports pants looking a lot like yoga pants. Need I say she looked great?

While I was in the stands checking the practice, I spent as much time looking at Danielle than I was at the c***dren. When she was running, her tits seemed alive inside her shirt. I was also checking the fathers of the other k**s and often, I caught them staring at Danielle. I guess I wasn't the only one thinking she was hot.

We came back to the house and it was time to prepare the c***dren for sleep. When both of them were asleep, We decided to do some light painting. Maybe you don't know what it is so here it goes: You have to use a photo camera that you put on a tripod. You then set the camera so it takes a long exposure. You go outside, in complete darkness and take a photo. During the 30 seconds the exposure takes, you use all kinds of lights sticks, flashlights or wood amber to draw in the dark. When the 30 seconds expires, the only thing you see on the photo is the different lights you used and moved. Anyway, it's really fun. We started slowly by making drawings that the other two had to guess. At one point, Danielle said she had an idea. She asked Jake to take the photo and asked me to be her mannequin. Now, you have to remember that when you do the light painting, you have to be in complete darkness for it to be effective. She asked me to place myself standing up, arms extended to the side and legs open. She told me she would draw the contour of my body with a flashlight and then make a hat that would be on top of my head with a green light stick. Before she asked Jake to hit the button, she asked me if I was ready. I said yes but she checked out anyway by pressing herself on my back, pushing her breasts against me and touching my arms, lifting them up higher. Then, she bent down lightly touching my butt to be sure where I was standing and pushed outward my legs a little bit more. She told Jake to start the photo and began painting the outside of my body. When she came near my crotch, she made a sound like she was embarrassed to touch that part of my body making Jake laugh. But believe me she took longer marking that part. So much so that I taught Jake would notice, but he didn't seem to. She came so high in my crotch that she literally made my balls got up in my sack. When she continued, she put her other hand on my butt to keep her balance since she was crouching. When she finished, she wanted to see the photo. It was pretty good but I told her I could do better. Again, I asked Jake to take the photo but this time Danielle would be my mannequin. I told her to take the same position. Standing behind her, I started by her left ankle and went up. When I came near the side of her left breast, I turned my hand holding the flashlight a little so my fingers were brushing against her body. I put my hand forward a little and grazed her tit. When I did it, she clearly was holding her breath. I continued by doing the contour of her left arm, her head and her right arm. When I came near her right breast, I pushed my hand directly on her body and enjoyed the firmness of her tit. She then exhaled a breath that she had held inside for a long time. I continued down until I was at her right ankle. I then had to do the inside of her legs and I slowly went up. When I reached her crotch, I pressed my hand directly on her pussy making her shriek lightly. I then lost control of the flashlight and it went to the ground. While I retrieved it, I put my nose close to her butt and took a deep breath. I would have liked to smell her pussy but instead I sniffed her perfume. It still smelled pretty good. I finished my painting and we both went to see the result. We were both silent and Danielle said it was the best one so far and that we had to keep it to remember that night. We continued for about half an hour, Danielle and I were careful not to attract the attention of Jake by touching each other too much.

When we finished, we huddled around the fire to talk. Both Jake and Danielle had chairs and I was on a wood bench. Both talked about the vacation they had planned. They were going to Atlantic City two weeks from now. Jake added that it would had been fun if I had joined them but I needed to get back to work next Monday. After some time, it became chilly and Danielle went inside to get some blankets. She came back with two. She handed a small blanket to Jake and joined me on the bench with a big one. She put it on both our shoulders and turned a little bit toward me to rub my back, trying to heat me up. She sure did because my arm was between her breasts and both of them were hitting my arm hard while she shook her body to effectively rub me. I never taught her tits were so heavy, I was literally shaking from her actions. Believe me I was not complaining. She then put her hand on my thigh and kept it there. My dick was already hard and the fact that her hand was so close to it, I stayed like that for a long time.

When the fire went out, we returned inside for a drink. We looked at the television and after a couple of beers, Jake ended up on the playboy channel, surprised to see it was unlocked because he hadn't subscribed for it. Danielle reacted by saying that she didn't like porn. But it was softcore and her eyes seamed to differ. While acting not interested, her eye were glued to the screen. Jake changed the channel and went to get some more beers. I was facing Danielle and she lifted her legs on the edge of the couch about two feet apart while putting her knees together. She then lifted both of her hands in the air and stretched. While she did that, she smiled at me and kept her eyes on mine. I couldn't hold on to her eyes. I looked at her big tits being lifted up while staying confined in her bra. I would have given anything to grab and squeeze them as hard as I could. I then looked at her camel toe. The position she was in pushed her pussy out, making her camel toe visible in her yoga pants. It was so stretched, I could clearly see her pussy lips stick out and I wondered if she was wearing panties. I looked at it a couple of seconds then lifted my eyes to look at her. She hadn't missed a moment of my gaze and her eyes were sparkling. When Jake came back, I jumped up and said the first thing that came to my mind. I have to take a shit! Danielle didn't missed a beat and replied: ok, go relieve yourself! Reminding me what I had said to her while we were working earlier today.

When I closed the door I knew I had to cum. Remember that I had started the day by jerking off to make a tribute (but I hadn't cum), and then, I went to see Danielle. She gave me quite a show all day and I knew she had done that only to get me horny. I was sure she was excited right now because she knew I was in her house, jerking off thinking about her. What she didn't know was, she would have a souvenir. I opened my backpack that I had left on the bathroom floor and I unzipped it. I took out my cell and then, I dropped my pants and sticky briefs to the floor. She sure had made a nice job, they were a mess.

I went to the hamper, grabbed the green panties on display and started smelling them. They were still slimy and some of her pussy juice stuck to my nose. God they smelled good. I could feel my cum already making pressure in my balls, I knew this would be the biggest load I had ever blown. My hand slowly started to rub my dick, knowing it would not take long. I inhaled her sweet scent for about a minute before putting the panties on my cock. When I felt her pussy juice on the tip of my dick I almost lost it. It felt like I was really fucking her. To give me a chance to calm down, I let the panties hanging from my cock and I opened my phone, making it ready for filming. I would not miss a chance to film that and I was already planning to put the movie on my internet profile. I put some of the things that were on the counter away, freeing a place on it. It was time for me to release the pressure. I started filming and I put my hand back on my cock making sure the crotch touched the head. I started jerking slowly, going faster and faster until I was beating my meat as fast as I could. Just when I was about to cum I stopped, knowing that it would make a better movie if I could see my cum fly in the air, land and drench the crotch of the panties. I put them down on the clearing I had made on the counter and started to jerk again. Because the panties were no longer on my dick I had to beat my meat faster because I didn't have the extra friction the panties made on my dick. I pictured all the contacts and views I had of Danielle during the day; her tits hanging out of her tank top, touching her tits in the dark and the reaction she had when I felt her pussy. How heavy her tits were when she grinded them on my arm under the blanket. What her camel toe looked like when she stretched on the couch. I taught about the fact that the panties in front of me had been in direct contact with her pussy, that she had dripped pussy juice into them and that I could still smell them since I had juice smeared on my nose. That put me over the edge. My first cumrope was so powerful, it completely flew over the panties and smashed the mirror hard. The second one hit the handle of a hairbrush and the bottle of soap I had left behind the panties, never imagining I could hit them. The other squirts (it must have been around ten of them) all landed on the panties. Most of them drenching the crotch with my thick cum. I came so hard, I grunted for about five seconds. I figured that if they had heard me, they each would have a different interpretation of the sounds. Danielle would be the only one who knew what really happened. I zoomed on the panties and the mess I had made and stopped the movie.

It took me a minute to recover and then I had work to do. First, I slowly lifted the panties, making sure not to spill any cum. I went to the hamper, lifted a towel that was on top of the clothes and laid the panties down. I then put the towel back on top of them, making sure they did not make too much contact with each other. I wanted Danielle to find out what she had made me do but I couldn't take the chance to put them back where I had picked them up. They were too visible to Jake. I then started to clean up, put things back in place, got dressed, put my phone in my backpack, flushed the toilet and went back in the living room with my backpack. When I saw Danielle, she had her right hand between her legs but they were closed. I'm pretty sure she had secretly rubbed herself when I was away. Jake handed me the beer he had gotten for me and we continued talking. Danielle was silent for a long time when suddenly, she stood up and went to the bathroom. When she came back after what I thought was a long time, her face was so red, she had to go to the kitchen where Jake couldn't see her (the kitchen was behind him but I could clearly see her face). She looked at me and she mouthed silently; "O my god"! I had to put my hand in front of my mouth, trying to hide the grin that was on my face. She continued to act like she was doing something in the kitchen to give her time to gather herself, but she continued to take glances at me. She eventually came back in the living room, sat down and talked with us. When I finished my beer, I stood up and said it was time to get back home. Again, they offered me to stay but I declined their invitation. I knew It was best I went away. Letting the dust settle. I was wondering if the next encounter with Danielle would be interesting.

Part 3

In our group of friends, we're all pretty much keeping in shape. It's the group of guys I was hanging out with when I was young and we kept contact over the years. Most of the time we get together, we organize a sports game. Over the years, we've tried almost everything.

During summer, it's always hard to organize a meeting because everybody has their weekend filled with family reunion, vacation or different activities. On Labor day weekend, Alex invited us over for a game of flag football. Everybody was available so we were all excited to get together.

In the middle of the afternoon, everybody was at Alex's house and we all went on the other side of the street where there was a park with a large empty field. Exactly what we were looking for. There was 7 of us guys so Ashley, Alex's wife, volunteered to play with us to have an even number. Don't worry, Ashley could easily keep up with us. Last year she ran the marathon and when she was younger, she was doing gymnastics and participated to national events. She even tried to qualify for the Olympics. She is a small girl but she has a great ass. When she walks, her ass seems to dance in her pants, her waist swinging from side to side. She is a brunette and she always seems to be on the verge of laughing, everybody like her.

We divided up and I ended in the same team as Jake and Alex. Ashley was on the other team and already Alex was trash talking his wife, saying she was going to loose and that he would kick her ass. The game started and after an hour we stopped to take a break. We were up 2 touchdowns and we decided to play for another hour before stopping. After the game, we were all going to be eating at Alex's house where the wives and c***dren of everybody would join us. The game went back on and quickly, it was even. Under a threatening sky, the spirits and the tension went up. We were playing for fun but, at the same time, everybody knew it was a question of bragging rights. Before the end of the game, Danielle showed up with her c***dren and came to see who was winning. When she noticed that Ashley was playing against her husband, she immediately started cheering for her. Ashley put her thumbs up to her, appreciating the female support.

We were up a touchdown and Ashley's team had possession of the ball. The time was almost up so we decided it would be their last try to even up the game. On one of the last play, Ashley took the ball and started running toward me. She went to the right and I missed her flag, falling down on the ground. Immediately, she came in contact with her husband who stripped her of her flag and fell down with her while he pushed her backward. It happened near the sideline where Danielle was standing and she clearly saw both of them falling on me. Everybody was away so she's the only one who clearly saw what happened. When both of them fell, they piled up on me. Ashley's ass made direct contact with my face while Alex played with her and grunted, acting like a maniac. All that movement made Ashley back-up and I ended up with her crotch directly on my mouth. Since Alex wasn't aware I was under both of them, he took his time to stand up and I had time to feel her smooth pussy on my face. Danielle cracked up laughing but she never said anything. When finally Alex stood up, I had time to free my head so it wouldn't seem so suspicious. When we came up Ashley asked me if was ok, Danielle answered; he's all right, he's a big boy. The game ended up in a rainstorm and Ashley's team tied us. Everybody was happy while we were running as fast as we could to take shelter.

When we came home, all of us had to take a shower. The guests all took their shower in the bathroom on the first floor, needless to say it took some time. When I came out of the bathroom I bumped into Danielle who said; you and I need to talk later. Seeing the smile on her face I knew it wouldn't be as bad as I had taught. Before dinner we talked with everybody and Danielle passed by me, going to the kitchen. She squeezed herself between the wall and me, grinding her tits on my back and tapping my ass.

After dinner we divided into two groups, one was with the c***dren playing video games in the living room while the others were downstairs in the pool-bar room Alex had built during the summer. I played a game with Ashley that I ended up winning. When she got away from the pool table she yelled "next up". Danielle answered "my turn".

So far I hadn't noticed how she was dressed because, as usual, when she's with our group of friends, she's wearing more casual clothes. Still, she had a nice shirt that put on display her great rack and she had a pair of jeans that shaped up her ass.

The first thing she did while coming to the table, was to look at me while she undid the top button of her shirt. Nobody noticed it because she was back to them and because a football game had started, leaving the table all to ourselves. I liked her boldness and I bet it showed on my face. I played the first shot and pocketed no balls. She took over and said; you know Jake appreciated you help? I was lost, so I said; what? She came closer to me and said that since the last time we saw each other, Jake and her had reconnected sexually and it was all because of me. Of course, she added, he doesn't know why. I said I was glad I could help. She added, that on vacation she felt like she passed more time face buried in the pillow, ass up while Jake banged her than she did tanning on the beach. I told her I always knew Jake was an ass man. I also added that it explained why he was with her. She appreciated the compliment and continued the game.

I was looking at her cleavage again when she said that she didn't know somebody could be a panties man. Not knowing what to respond, I asked her if she had put them on display on purpose. She said, she suspected I was playing with them. The day following the barbecue she did to celebrate the start of her school vacation, she was about to do laundry when she found three of her panties on the wrong pile of clothes. They were on the c***dren's pile and she was sure she didn't put them there.

Knowing Jake, she knew it wasn't him so it pointed to me. To be sure, when she invited me over to fix the tiles, she said she had put them there on purpose to see if they would be moved during my visit. Adding that she had tried to make them as appealing as possible. She had put them on two days in a row and fingered herself with them while I was doing my bike ride. When I came into the house, she had just changed so they were fresh as can be. But, she added that she never thought I would cum in them.

During the game, she distracted me by putting her pool stick between my legs a couple of times. It worked pretty well. I had a hard time focusing while the stick grazed my balls. I tried to make her miss too, but I used a different strategy. While she was playing, I leaned on the side of the table facing her, enjoying the great view her cleavage gave me. But it didn't seem to work as well, instead she thought it was funny. When we ended up both playing for the 8 ball, I was getting ready to play when I felt again her stick between my legs. I slapped her stick away with my hand but it felt smooth. She stood up and went away smiling. She had felt my balls with her hand! I couldn't execute a good shot and the ball stopped right next to a pocket, making it easy for her to win the game.

When we turned around to get back to the bar and join the others, she stopped. She came closer to me, pushed her tits on my arm and told me that before dinner, she had seen a pair of Ashley's panties upstairs. She told me that when we were taking showers after the game. She had to pee so she asked Ashley, who had just come out of the shower in the private bathroom she shared with Alex upstairs, if she could use their bathroom. Ashley agreed and she went upstairs. On the washer and dryer machine, Ashley had put their football clothes to dry, including Ashley's panties. She thought I would be interested, unless the sample I had during the game was enough for me. She smiled as she joined the others near the bar.

After half an hour, I went to see how the c***dren were doing playing video games in the living room. When I reached the first floor, I realized that nobody in the living room could see me and that if I went another flight of stairs to the second floor, both the groups would think I was with other. Giving me time to see Ashley's panties and I wouldn't be interrupted.

When I reached the second floor, I was careful. There could still be somebody around but there was not a soul. I entered the bathroom and locked the door. Just as Danielle had told me, A pair or black panties with purple lace was drying on the washing machine. I looked around to find other panties but there was no hamper in sight. They probably kept it in their bedroom. I picked the panties up and touched them. They were moist, the result of the rainstorm that had caught us at the end of the game. They had two white stains on the crotch and I put them up on my nose. The fact that they were moist made them smell different but I could still smell her pussy. I whipped out my cock and started slowly jerking. I was building a nice cumshot when I heard a small knock at the door.

I dressed up as fast as I could and put the panties back in place. I turned the handle, hoping it was Danielle and wondering what I would say if it was Alex or Ashley. As soon as I opened the door, Danielle's face was in front of me but she was staring at the top of the stairs, her eyes worried. She turned and looked at me and said that she knew I would be here. She then asked if I liked them with a mischievous smile. It was my time to smile back and I answered that I didn't know what she was talking about. She stared at me and said that she had told Jake that her and I were going to get some more beers at the market, giving us some time to be alone. You want to come in? Of course, she said, unless you don't want me to? I opened up the door wider and she came in.

The first thing she said was that I learned from my mistakes. The first time she had seen the panties, she had memorized where they were placed and as far as she could tell, they hadn't moved. I told her she was wrong, I had checked them out. She asked me what I liked about panties that made me take so much chances. I explained that I liked the smell and the fact that It was the best way to check out a cute girl's intimacy. Before she caught me looking into her panties, she admitted that she had never really smelled her panties. But now, she surprises herself by smelling and checking them out more closely. She noticed some differences each day and understood that a single guy like me could be interested in that kind of things. I added that the way she acted around me lately was nothing to help me out. She faked being shocked but admitted she had turned the heat a little lately and that she had enjoyed it a lot. She asked me what I liked the most about her physically. I told her that I liked her ass, that I loved her tits and that I couldn't find the right words to explain how I loved her camel toe. She blushed a little and said that she had noticed I was checking her tits but that she had never found out about the rest until this summer. She said that it's always hard to see a guy looking at your ass and that she'd never imagined somebody could want to look at her crotch. She said that since she knows me better than almost any other guys, she's more comfortable with me and that it might explain why she has the tendency to let her legs open more than usual. I told her that I was not complaining.

I had told her that I had checked Ashley's panties, but now she wanted to know if I had smelled them. I told her yes and she understood by my hesitation that there was more. Where you jerking when I knocked? I answered yes. She put her hand on her mouth and she apologized. I told her it was all right, it was not like she didn't know I did that. She smiled and said that she'd like to see that. Of course inside, I had wanted her to ask me that, but it still seemed strange. While my cock started to get hard, I told her that I guess I owed her that. She said that she would try not to interrupt me while she sat at the edge of the bath, about 5 feet away from me.

I picked up the panties and checked the crotch again, scratching it a little to see what the pussy juice texture was. I then put the panties up to my nose and I smelled them for about a minute. Danielle asked me if they smelled different from hers. I told her they weren't as smelly but basically it was the same. She then surprised me by asking me to hand her the panties. She wanted to smell them. I gladly gave them to her and she hesitantly put them under her nose. That officially put me on the biggest hard on I had ever felt. She smelled a little and agreed, it was pretty much the same smell as hers. She gave them back to me and I put them back on my nose. I then started to unzip my pants knowing the moment of truth was approaching. As soon as I did that, Danielle's eyes dropped to my crotch and she even licked her lips. I dropped and undid my pants. My hard on was visible thru my briefs and Danielle began to move uncomfortably. I slowly dropped my brief and when it freed my cock, it went back up slapping my belly. I taught I might as well give her a good show! She looked at my cock and smiled at me. I approached my hand and put it on my cock. I trusted my waist forward making my cock look as big as possible and started jerking while I smelled the panties. She was looking alternatively between my face, smelling the panties and my hand jerking my cock. After some time, I put the panties around my cock and started jerking again. Danielle was now leaning forward and was looking only at my cock. I told her that she could get closer if she wanted. She never hesitated and sat on the toilet two feet from me, her eyes level with my cock. I continued jerking faster and faster and then she started to talk to me. She told me she hadn't cleaned her green panties I had cummed on. In fact, she told me she had used them many times since to masturbate. She taught about put them on today but she told me that the scent was too much. She would have been busted by anyone coming near her ass. She confirmed that they were beginning to be crusted by both our juices.

While she was still looking at me, she leaned back on the toilet, spread her legs and started stroking her crotch on top of her jeans. My focus went instantly on her hand, but I continued jerking. She then asked me if I was planning on cumming in them. I told her I didn't want to get busted like I was with her. She told me that since they were mostly made with lace, we could clean them up afterward and they would dry up easily. She promised me Ashley wouldn't notice a thing. I stopped jerking and put them on the counter making sure this time, nothing was in the line of fire, and I resumed my stroking.
She opened up the top of her jeans and put a hand in her pants. I could see the top of her purple panties hiding her hand. She was stroking her clit and that made me jerk faster. I was starting to get out of breath when she asked me if I was close to cumming. I nodded, and her hand dipped down in her pants. She was now clearly fingering her pussy. Her eyes were half closed, looking at my cock. I remembered my last time cumming in her panties and I bent my knees a little to make sure all my cum would be directed on Ashley's panties. When she felt I was about to lose it, Danielle stood up, went behind me, grinded her tits on my back, looked over my shoulder to see and put the fingers she had used to masturbate under my nose. That was it. I could feel the pressure pushing my cum out and it erupted like a hose. The first ropes were so powerful, it made the panties back up. The rest of my cumshot completely drenched the crotch. Danielle repeatedly said; cum for me baby and her last word was WOW. I felt my knees buckle and I sat on the toilet to catch my breath. Danielle stared at the panties and she leaned forward to take a better look. She joked and said she was not so sure anymore if she could clean them up properly. Then, she put her nose an inch from them and smelled. She backed up fast, saying they stank, my cum was too fresh. She then took her finger and dipped it in a puddle and tasted it. She said it tasted a lot better than it smelled.

While I dressed up, Danielle took the panties in her hand like she was holding a dynamite stick and cleaned them up. I then cleaned up the rest of the bathroom making sure nothing would show about what happened, including putting the panties back in place. When we were about to leave the bathroom, she told me she suspected I was a big cummer, given the way she had found her panties, but she never imagined somebody could cum so much. I told her I had never cummed so much and she should be proud of that. We carefully went back down and joined the others.

Later that night, after I came home, I found a pair of purple panties in my bag of football clothes. Danielle had given me a thank you present for the show. Who knows what would happen next?