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Sniff my Panty/Pantyhosed Crotch

Here's another story from my archives, updated slightly, friends... Because my lover has such a big cock I can't refuse him anything, least of all his arousing fetish for sniffing my ass and crotch while I wear my shiny black full bottomed skintight panties under gleaming sheer to waist high gloss pantyhose! It all started when I needed a wardrobe putting up in my new flat and my s****r recommended her boyfriend, Kev, to come round to do the job. On this day when Kev came around to put the wardrobe together in my bedroom I decided to leave work early to relax after I got a lot of appointments out the way. I'd always fancied Kev for a long time. Ever since my s*s hooked up with him. They went cycling at the weekends. On the occasions I met him I couldn't resist having a sly perv on him in his skintight Lycra cycling shorts, his crotch and his padded ass. He always looked so damn delicious every time I saw him in his various outfits. He got more attention from me than my s****r! And he often had a pantyline under his gleaming tight shorts, which drove me nuts. So anyway, I went home early, made my way upstairs, kicked off my shoes and entered the bedroom ready to drop on the bed for a rest. But I heard music coming from the bedroom, and I remembered that Kev had been given a key to get in. So I thought I'd offer him a drink but to my surprise he wasn't putting the wardrobe together, he was wearing a pair of my high shine tan control top pantyhose, with my panties over his ...

... face, and a black stocking pulled tightly over the top, wanking himself furiously as he looked at himself in the mirror and was saying my name! 'Well, well,'I smiled. 'Wouldn't you rather be sniffing my tights and panties with me in them?' 'Shit,' he started. 'I didn't hear you...it's not what you think...don't tell Rebecca...Are these yours?' I couldn't believe what I was seeing, this hunk, this secret crush of mine indulging himself with my underwear...and my god, how hard and good his fat cock looked glistening in my pantyhose. 'Tell you what, I won't say anything if you do what I ask.' 'I'll do anything!' 'In my drawer you'll find a tiny blue leotard, then there's a girdle and panties. I want you to layer them over your tights...keep that shiny black stocking on your face!' While Kev got changed I put on some silver tights, over black pantyhose, black panties and wore my business jacket heels and wig. When I returned we both examined each other. I smiled as I caressed his arse through the layers. He had panties and leotard over the tights and over these was a tight shiny girdle. I put my hands on his shimmering buttocks, drew him close to me and kissed him passionately through his stocking mask. He responded by hitching up my skirt and stroking my ass through my panties and hose. 'I've always wanted this, ' he moaned. 'You're not the only one. From now on you're to call me Polly...and this, dear, is where we begin our affair.' 'Anything...I had no idea you...' I stopped him ...