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 c...an 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. My cock didn't seem to notice though and stayed hard and tight down along my thigh. Three minutes I could see my cock knew better than I did as Kristi came back into the living room wearing a pair booty shorts and matching lacy bra, carrying two glasses with ice and the whiskey.Settling that tight barely covered ass on my laptop, she poured us each a glass and we toasted to the end of 4 years of teasing. Down her drink in two gulps, she turned to face me and began to kiss my neck and ears. Not. The more he slowly entered me, the more the pain subsided and transformed into scorching pleasure. I couldn't help but moan out, how hot, how big, and how good, he made me feel. I was so helpless to the pleasure that I didn't even know I was gripping so hard to the sheets, until I saw my white knuckles. "No more? Your body doesn't agree," he grunted out with his face flushed. "Your ass seems to have iron grip on me, it feels so good, that I don't want to move."His whispers spread through my. " I know," I said ruefully. "How well I know!" Hon, can I say something?" She was sitting on the floor with her legs under her and a pile of books in her lap."You can say anything you want, Miss Scarlett." Something's... wrong inside you, isn't it?" Wrong? What you mean, Red Ryder?" Because you're trying too hard to be cute. You never talk about what you think or feel anymore. You're being nice to me about anything and everything, to the exclusion of yourself."I laughed. "You don't like me.