I was in college when I met Helen, an attractive Korean girl. I'm a sucker when it comes to Korean girls. I think masturbating to pictures of Sung Hi Lee got me hooked.
Helen stands about 5'2', has smooth tan legs, and a slim figure. She moved away about a year ago, but one way I remember her is through her panties. She once took me to Victoria's Secret to go panty shopping with her, and her collection consists mainly of them. Most of them are just plain briefs-I didn't see any thongs.
On one occasion I was hanging out with her at her house and she decided to hop in the shower. I took the opportunity alone in her room to check out her dirty laundry basket and found a nice recently worn pair. Heart beating rapidly, but still hearing the running water, I took the soft material into my hands and brought them to my face. What a wonderful scent! Her smell wasn't too overbearing or enough to make me cum on the spot, but it was sweet and fragrant enough to give me a nice hard on. I noticed a damp shiny spot in the crotch where her pussy had been and put my nose to it. Man, I wanted to eat her pussy and cum so badly. Her shower ended soon enough, and I had to put her panties back, remaining horny as hell.
On more than one occasion while we were hanging out she wore a short jean skirt that revealed her panties when her legs weren't crossed. Seeing this hot girl and her pantyshot were too much of a good opportunity for me to pass up, and fortunately I was able to get a few digital photographs up her skirt. If you're ever in that kind of situation, remember to use your flash as it will completely light everything up :)
I collected a few pairs of her panties while she lived nearby and love remembering her by smelling the gussets that once resided next to the best thing in the world. Her panties combined with the pantyshots I have of her lead to excellent masturbation sessions.
I load up the photos I have up her skirt on my computer and sniff her panties while I nurse my hard on. I examine the crotch every time, which measures about two inches across. It seems so narrow compared to the width of the tool in my hand and I just know it would be so tight inside of her. I imagine myself eating her pussy, grinding against it, and inserting myself into her while I slowly edge myself over and over again. I continue to sniff her panties in my left hand, and stroke myself, eyes glued to pictures up her skirt. Soon enough, the visual stimulations are too much for me to handle while stroking myself, and I explode in a series of convulsions, seed meant for the inside of her snatch shooting out of my rock hard cock.
My legs are weak from the pleasure smelling and seeing her gave me. I carefully put her panties back in a plastic zip lock to retain the smell and clean myself up. Thank you, Helen. You were wonderful, like always.