When I Learnt about Men Sniffing Panties

By accident I walked in on my uncle in the bathroom at my mom and dad's house when I was 16 years old. He was sitting on the commode jacking off. If that was not a shock in itself, seeing him with a pair of my panties over his head sucking on the crotch was.

I quickly excused myself and left and went to my room. A few minutes later my uncle appeared at my door with an extremely red face begging me not to say anything to anyone about what I had just seen. I told him I wouldn't just to get rid of him. Like Emma I felt violated.

Then later than night, hours after my uncle had left, I started having different feelings. Why would a man in his 40's stoop to doing such a thing? A feeling of power began to come over me. Just the thought that the odour of my pussy in my panties could have that kind of effect on a grown man. He would apparently do anything to smell my pussy. I bet I could make him do most anything to get a sniff of me.

Unlike Emma I was not a virgin. I had sex for the first time when I was fifteen. I had had sex with a lot of guys and I masturbated all the time. That night I masturbated thinking about catching my uncle in such an embarrassing position. I felt so powerful. I could make men do anything and all I would have to do was let them smell my pussy. Of course, I knew that once they smelled my pussy they would want to do more.

For the next several years I masturbated while thinking about the many things I could make men do to and for me. I started teasing my uncle every chance I had. If he happened to be sitting across the room from me I would gradually spread my legs and let him see up my skirt. One day I was in the room with my parents and my uncle and his wife was there. I was putting on a show for him and after I noticed him looking up my skirt, I went to the bathroom and took my panties off. I returned to the living room were we were sitting and ever so slowly spread my legs. My uncle looked. He was seeing my pussy all covered with hair.

It wasn't long until he excused himself and went to the bathroom. He was gone about five minutes and when he returned his face was kind of flushed. My pussy was wet so I decided to go to the bathroom and wipe myself. I found the panties I had taken off and upon inspection I found that the crotch was full of fresh cum.

There is no telling how many times I made that poor man jack off over the next four or five years. And there is no telling how many times I played with my pussy while thinking about him jacking off into my panties.

Sometimes I will think about that while I am having sex with my husband. It still gets my juices flowing.