Cumming In A Girls Panties? The Trick Of It.

I can’t speak for all girls of course….nor would I be so grandiose as to try, but when I was 16, I knew very well the attraction of girls’ panties. I should do….I’d cum with and in enough of them by then. 

Ah, but you see, I’m not a guy!

Now, park that thought for a moment. 

Imagine you’re a girl’s mum. You do the laundry every week, and suddenly, one day, your daughter’s panties are far, far more stained that usual, and have that distinct smell of semen about them. What thoughts and questions go through your mind?

1)My daughter’s sexually active? 

2) is she being safe?

3) who with?

And if she is young, perhaps even underage, then a whole new set of questions emerges.

1) has she been groomed?

2) doesn’t she know this is illegal?

3) doesn’t he know this is illegal?

4) should I report it to the police? 

A girl’s mum will know that it is semen on her panties. No question about it. 

As for the guys in stories I’ve read who claim to come into a girl’s panties and then slip them back into her drawer hoping she’ll wear them, well, I mean…seriously? You really think a girl would pull a pair of at best wet and and worst dried up and crusty panties out of her drawer and think “Hmm…yes, these are clean. I’ll wear them.”?

Now, park that thought too. I have worn panties that a guy has wanked into…but mainly because I’m me! I have a younger cousins who, I knew, took a fancy so me and used to use my underwear whenever he came to stay. Actually, I’d leave my panties in places where he’d find them. No hard feelings about that. 

Some girls (me for one) get a real blast out of the thought that what I leave in the crotch of my undies is enough to get a guy to the point of cumming in them. Sadly, other girls don’t, and think it’s disgusting.

‘Disgusting’? Well, let’s examine that for a moment. I’ve had girls tell me about that they thought someone was jacking off into their undies and it was ‘disgusting’. For them, I have several question. 

1) do you consider sex ‘disgusting’?

2) do you consider your vagina to be ‘disgusting’?

3) do you consider your naturals scent (and maybe even taste) to be ‘disgusting’?

Then what’s disgusting about a guy finding it attractive too?

If they still maintain it’s ‘disgusting’, I ask them if they like being eaten out. 99% of girls say they love it. So, again, what’s ‘disgusting’ about a guy finding their scent and taste on their undies and liking it? 

I have always adored my own scent and taste….to me it’s a mark of my femininity and womanhood. The fact that my scent alone can bring a man to full erection, well, isn’t that the very definition of power? 

I have stood there, front of panties pulled forward, whil a guy jacks off and cums in them. Lovely. 

I have caught a guy wanking into my panties. 

I have even caught a guy wearing my panties. 

One request, please, don’t cum in a girl’s panties without her knowledge, especially if she’s below the age of consent, and especially if her mum thinks she’s still little Miss Virgin. Mum’s are tenacious people, and the likelihood of you being tracked down is alarmingly high. 

By all means, come with a girl’s panties. Smell them…lick them…suck them….wear them, even if that floats your boat, but out of kindness, please, don’t leave a load of cum in them for her to explain to her mum. 

Ok….lecture over….here’s your reward. 

I was 15, already an avid panty-sniffer myself, and discovering that I liked both girls and boys. Thanks to sex Ed, and being a girl, I was both fascinated by, yet terrified of coming into close contact with semen. Yet I loved the idea of a boy doing with my panties what I was doing regularly with girls’ panties. 

At that time I had a couple of, well, not ‘boyfriends’ exactly, maybe, in a very limited way you might call them ‘friends with (some) benefits. Michael, being the one I got sexually closest to is the subject here. We’d kissed (a lot) and even (shock horror) done some touching over clothes above and below the waist, but I think we were both scared about doing more. During a sexually charged talk one afternoon, he told me about his older brother who brought his girlfriends panties home with him. Michael didn’t know why, so I told him his brother was having a good time with his girlfriend, then bringing her moist panties home with him to prolong the moment by using them to help him cum. Michael was all eyes and ear. “Wow! Cool! I wish I had a girlfriend who’d do that.” Some might think he was asking me, but you’ll have to take my word for it that he wasn’t. Not even close to a veiled hint or suggestion. 15 year old boys don’t so subtlety. 

I told him I’d give him mine to see what he thought. After all, we’d been making out and I was more than a little moist down below. I reached up my hideous school kilt and took my undies off, and handed them to him. I didn’t come close to letting him see my sex….we weren’t about that. I just handed him my panties on condition that he gave them back the next day and told me, in detail, what he’d done with them. 

But I got my reward before the next day. Lying in bed, I felt so powerful knowing my worn panties were with a boy, who was going to use them for sexual purposes. I didn’t even know what he’d do with them, but the whole situation made me wank myself to sleep that night. 

The next day, true to his promise, he gave them back to me, and here’s his report.

“I didn’t really know what to do, so I put them under my pillow and tried to go to sleep, but I kept remembering they were there. Also, ai could….smell….er…you. So I sat on the edge of my bed and pulled them out. I could see where you’d, um, wet them, and the little white stains made me want to smell them, so I held them to my nose. Anna, I was instantly hard…like…noo warm up…suddenly hard and straining. So I stood up legs slightly apart and started to, you know, wank myself, all the while breathing you in. The scent became so strong, so ….inside me….I felt myself going to cum, and, I guess I should have planned ahead, but all I had were your panties…..sorry.”

He gave them back to me, a crinkled, crunchy mess! No way were these going in the laundry in this state. I’d have to wash them myself. 

That aside, I was tingling all over as I walked home, for the first time, with a boy’s cum in my possession. Before I washed them out, I did what Michael had done, except I inhaled the (seemingly to me) much stronger and strange scent of cum. It’s…harsher than girlcum…almost metallic in its makeup…at least to me….and yes, I tried to taste it and discovered other girls were right, it is salty. 

Michael never knew, but I came hard sucking his semen off my panties. I knew then I’d have no trouble sucking boy off…and in fact, I’d like it. I didn’t know then just how widely different semen can taste man to man to man, but the joy is in the discovery.