Wow, My Neighbor is a Horny Panty Sniffer!
I never would have guessed that my own neighbor was a horny panty sniffer. Come now, we all know these hot sex stories about various hidden secrets. My neighbor had tons of secrets as I would later come to find out. He was a harmless old man named Glen who kept to himself. Glen was always polite to me in passing.
Perhaps where I went wrong was saying hello to him. I’ll never forget when I moved into the complex. I lived in a nice apartment at that time. All of the units came with a built-in washing machine and dryer. Having these convenient amenities in the unit was definitely a positive in my book.
I should have known all this was too good to be true. My washer broke one day, and nothing I did to adjust it would solve the issue. The complex seemed very casual about getting to my work order in a timely manner. There was nothing for it but to use the community washer and dryer. On one of my trips to empty the dryer, I noticed one of my panties missing. Trust me, I looked everywhere to no avail.
Maybe I was going crazy and I forgot to put that panty in the washer to begin with.
The next time I did my laundry the same thing happened. One day I came back a bit early in hopes of catching who was taking my panties. Upon entering the laundry room I saw Glen sniffing my panties. His back was turned to me.
I cried out my displeasure. Glen stammered in surprise, trying to apologize and say I dropped my panties. I was truly unsure of what to do. After all, he was a harmless man who just wanted a cheap thrill. He lived alone, as his wife died many years ago. A part of me felt bad for Glen, but still, they were my panties.
Clearing my throat, I told Glen he had two choices.
Choice one was that I report him, and the second choice was I could have him do my bidding for an afternoon. Nervously Glen stated he would be willing to do my bidding. Apparently, he had stolen other panties before and the complex already knew. If he had another complaint, he would be forced to move out. I really didn’t want to be the one who made Glen homeless, but I did want to teach this old pervert a lesson.
I went back to Glen’s apartment with him. Once inside, I saw tons of panties lying on his couch and on his recliner, on the coffee table. This was definitely serious. I saw cotton panties, thongs, pink, blue, and red panties. I made Glen strip down to his undies. Gingerly Glen sat and started taking off his clothes. I laughed as I saw that tiny old dick hanging out. Despite the situation, I could tell Glen was hard as a rock.
Settling on a chair, I instructed Glen to stroke his tiny dick for me. I didn’t want him to go too fast. It was apparent that Glen was very excited. One small stroke and that would be the end of my fun. At my instruction, Glen squeezed his small nuts and the head of his dick. Teasing Glen I told him he was an old pervert who loved to steal panties and that I would be glad to help him, he had only to ask.
Taking off my wet panties almost sent Glen into hysterics.
I pressed the wet crotch to his nose and made him inhale. Laughing, I withdrew the panties until he begged me to sniff them again. Again, Glen sniffed my panties taking in the scent of my wet pussy. Hungrily he licked the crotch of my panties. This guy was a horny panty sniffer for sure. There was so much more I wanted from him. Images of watching him masturbate with panties while I made him suck on panties got me all hot and bothered.
You can rest assured Glen and I had more meetings together where I trained him to be a true sissy. Don’t be shy! There’s a bit of a horny panty sniffer in many guys. Come and explore your ultimate fantasies and indulge yourself in some forbidden fetish phone sex.
