caught brother smelling my panties

[Sniffer]

i always sniff my sirters panties , hell im wearing em now

[THAT_GUEST]

I'm guessing you'll get a bigger high sniffing them after YOU have worn them, then when she has!

[Guest]

I'm surprised so many men sniff panties. I have to admit I'd feel violated somehow. I like my husband's smell, but I'd never pick up just any guys clothing and sniff it.

[Guest]

The boy has an exceptional hunger for sex. He is obviously getting nothing at all otherwise the drive would not be this strong. Smelling panties is a result of an extremely high sex drive with nothing to vent it with. Im sure he knows that it is wrong that it is his sisters. But this is no doubt a last resort for him. The bottom line is he really needs something to vent his sexual appetite on. Something to distract him from his perverted urges. Though achieving this is probably gonna be easier said than done. And practicing this weird behaviour will probably show in his personality making him undesirable to women. Thus we come to the conclusion life is S***.

[AnonymousCoward]

To all of you who said he is a freak or need to get talked to (arrested) by the police, you are morons.

1) This type of stuff is pretty common. I say this because of the number of friends I had growing up who talked about doing this or similar.
2) None of us turned out to be psychopathic serial rapists. In fact, we all turned out normal... married w/ kids, steady jobs, etc, etc.
3) I did it a couple of times, not W***, just sniff because I was curious. Did I have the hots for my sister? No, although she was very pretty. I was just curious about how a girl would smell.
I was never caught nor were any of my friends, that I know of.

That being said, if I had been caught and if my sister had threatened going to my parents or God forbid the police... that would have negatively effected me. Meaning, I would have started thinking of myself as some sort of freak / pervert / soon to be serial rapist. Because getting the police involved is a serious matter. When you get the cops involved you lose all control. You can't all of a sudden say you don't want them there anymore. They may make the unanimous decision that your brother needs to get scared or whatever and takes things to the next level... uh, oh all of a sudden he has a "sex offender" status for the rest of his life. Or he gets scared and runs, uh oh, now he is "resisting arrest" and has to be taken in and now has a record. Stupid it seems, but I have seen things escalate with police to that level from something so silly.
Is it worth it to you to have your brother potentially hate you for the rest of your life if something so stupid was to happen?
Getting aprents involved, imo, would be a last resort if he did not respect your request to stop. Even then depending on how they handle it, it could go ok or could go badly... will they over react?


Although the OP was awhile ago, my suggestion would be to tell him to knock it off but be a little bit more understanding when dealing with a sexually curious kid.

[linka]

i have a friend,younger to me,caught sniffing my panties.when i asked him he told me it has a smart bad smell,like dried fish. he is doing the same. and he says he like the smell of pussy as he is only 15 years old and studying in 10th.

[Guest]

[Black_Sheep]

[Guest]

[Black_Sheep]

You won't be able to afford my panties so there's no point asking.

[Caged Patrick]

I am kept by my partner in a chastity device. One of the few pleasures I get is to be allowed to sniff her panties. It is often the closest that I get to "the real thing" in weeks.

[enthused]

Okay, this is not okay..............

[Bieng Honest]

Get real,
the real core issue here is a woman has control of her pussy and who gets it, and who doesn't get it.

When a person man or woman (and women have this fetish also), sneaks a pair of panties and sniff's, taste's, masturbates with them, the owner/woman/girl has lost control of who gets to sniff, and smell her pussy.

Bottom line its a power/control issue.

[Gibbous Moon]

Oh wow, the aroma of freshly worn, warm panties is delicious.

Years and years ago I was at a work Christmas party and was chatting to a colleague. She was very sexy and very sweet and I had a crush on her at the time. For some reason, lost in the haze of wine and whisky we drifted onto the subject of going commando. I told her that I was not wearing any boxers that night and she claimed to also be pantieless, but refused to believe me. We bantered around the subject for a few minutes and then I called her bluff and bet her ten pounds that I was not and she was wearing underwear. “Right,” she said, “let’s settle this,” and grabbed my hand and led me out of the bar. We were in a nightclub and as part of the private area there was a bit of open space. We stood facing each other like gunfighters at noon. I undid the button fly of my trousers and held them up and she grasped the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to mid thigh. By now I was very turned on and sporting quite a hard on, made even harder by the thought of revealing it to my sexy colleague.

She swayed from side to side, wiggling her bum and then said, “Now!”. I dropped my trousers and she pulled her skirt up to her waist. The memory of her eyes widening as she realised I’d not been bullshitting and was also flashing my hard c@ck at her still turns me on. She was wearing a lovely pair of black patterned skimpy panties, but wearing panties she was. She dropped her skirt her skirt and admitted defeat and asked me what happed now. I told her that she owed me a tenner and she asked me if I was sure. Being a bit slow witted it took me a moment to realise what she was actually saying. I then said that she could choose to hand over the tenner or her panties. I was gob smacked when she said she would hand over her panties but had caught up with the programme enough to say she would have to let me take them off. She grinned and nodded and I knelt down and slide my hands up her legs, over her bum and grasped the waistband of her panties and slowly, really enjoying the experience, the risk and the dirty look in her eye, I slid them down her legs. My heart was absolutely pounding in my chest when they got caught on the heel of her boot and I thought we were about to be caught in flagranto. However I mastered my shaking hands and slipped off her panties.

Standing up I showed them to her and asked her if I could keep them. She said, just for an hour, and I was to be careful with them because they were her favourites. I slipped her warm panties into my pocket. “Gosh, this is naughty,” she said and feeling them residual warmth from her pussy seeping through my pockets to my C*** I had to agree with her. Then we went back to the party. Our conversation was more business like for the rest of the evening but every so often we would grin at each other and she would say things like, “Well, I have to agree with you, you have my panties in your pocket.”

I have to admit that at the first opportunity I took them out and smelt them. They smelt absolutely gorgeous, and to this day I think she has the most beautifully scented pussy I have ever smelt. Spicy, rich, warm like fresh gingerbread. I was also pleased to notice a little slickness in the gusset and to realise that she had been turned on too. There wasn’t the opportunity to hand them back to her discretely when she left and when she left she kissed me on the cheek and told me to look after them. I whispered back that I thought she smelt gorgeous. She blushed when realised what I meant and then told me to enjoy them.

Lots of blushes and embarrassment the next day when I handed them back but the memory of the smell of her still haunts me and the faintest whiff of something similar has me instantly hard.

Happy days.

GM

[morty]

Bet you had a wa_nk while sniffing them didnt you ?