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Dee was nineteen and lived with her young Aunt, Sara. Sara had moved in with Dee after the tragic death of Dee’s parents in an horrific car accident when Dee was just fifteen years old. Sara was Dee’s mother’s much younger sister, she was twenty six at the time and felt it her duty to look after Dee after such a devastating event, and after all she had lost her dear sister so shared her loss.
The house had been left to Dee in her parents Will so at least she was secure in that way and of course the life insurance took away any immediate money worries although of course it wouldn’t last for ever.
The whole series of events had worked out well for her Aunt Sara, not that she would have wanted it to happen in quite such a tragic way but her marriage had just broken down so moving in with Dee solved a problem for her too. Dee and Sara had always got on well together which helped ease the grief they both felt.
Dee had always been a loner. She was a friendly enough girl but had never had any real close friends to speak of which suited her fine, she never felt the need. She lived in her own, some might say ‘dream world’ and was quite happy with it.
With the help and support of her Aunt she settled in to her young adult life and now at the age of nineteen she worked in the supermarket which was within easy walking distance of her home. Sara worked as a secretary for a solicitor just a couple of miles away so with the house all paid for they lived comfortably enough with no real money worries.
Dee really did live in her own little world. Although her and Sara lived together and were both quite happy they really didn’t see that much of each other. They would share meals together sometimes and chat about the days events but otherwise Dee would spent most of her time in her bedroom.
You see Dee had an obsession, her life revolved around it. Pretty much every waking moment of her existence and often even in her dreams was taken up with her sexual desires and fantasies. She loved playing with herself while sniffing her panties.
She had no interest in boys and knew that her desire revolved around girls and women. At work çanakkale seks hikayeleri her days were consumed with observing any women that took her eye, young or old it didn’t matter, if she found them attractive she would fantasise about sniffing their knickers. A good day at work for Dee was seeing a sexy woman, that would give her good wanking materiel for that nights session.
Most days Dee would come home with damp panties. If they were ever dry it would just mean that her juices had had time to dry after her last fantasy at work. The only time she would have to put her fetish on hold was that time of month, a time she hated and despised but had to endure.
It was late one Friday evening, laying on her bed with her finger playing with her wet pussy and her dirty panties under her nose, her bedroom door flew open. Totally startled Dee looked as her Aunt standing in the doorway, “Have you seen my…” Sara didn’t finish her question.
An awkward pause ensued as Sara looked from Dee’s panties on her face to her eye’s and then back again before regaining her power of speech, ” Oh God, I’m so sorry Dee I shouldn’t have burst in like that, I’m so sorry, Oh God!” she quickly closed the door completely embarrassed for herself as well as for Dee.
That certainly spoilt the moment for Dee. It had never happened before, Sara had always been respectful of her privacy as had Dee of Sara’s.
The next day was obviously very awkward to say the least. Neither of them had work that day which didn’t really help. They both managed to avoid each other most of the day but Sara knew she must resolve the situation as it was her fault that it had happened in the first place.
Early that evening Sara Knocked on Dee’s bedroom door, “Come in,” called Dee somewhat reluctantly.
“I need to speak to you Dee,” said Sara as she closed the door behind her.
“I was totally out of order last night Dee, I’m so sorry, please forgive me,” said Sara not being able to look Dee in the eye, “I embarrassed you and I would never do that intentionally.”
Dee seeing how upset her Aunt was said, “I know you didn’t do it on purpose, can we just pretend it never happened?”
“Oh God yes,” said Sara as she quickly sat next to Dee hugging her and kissed her on the forehead, “You know I love you don’t you whatever happens.”
They both sat for a while in silence before Dee asked, “Do you think I’m a pervert?” her thoughts back to the previous night.
“NO Never,” said Sara with total conviction, “I should tell you… Oh hell it is embarrassing to talk about it but… well I enjoy doing the same thing, if what I saw you doing is what I think.”
“REALLY!” said Dee with real surprise, “I thought I was some kind of freak. Oh God what a relief.”
“I know love, It’s a relief for me as well you know. I’ve never told anyone before, thought I was the only one, some kind of pervert as you said,” admitted Sara, “after saying that though I don’t think we should admit it to anyone else, just don’t think they’d understand.”
“Our little secret hey! I feel so much better, thank you Sara,” Dee said with sincerity.
“Me too Dee, me too,” said her Aunt as she kissed her on the forehead again before standing up, “Now enjoy the rest of your evening, I know I will now.”
Dee laid there for some time thinking of her Aunt’s confession, feeling so much happier that she wasn’t alone in her, well fetish or what ever you would call it. It didn’t matter any more.
Hearing a knock at her door and then, “Dee, I won’t disturb you any more but can I just open the door for a second?” asked Sara.
“Yeah of course, come in,” replied Dee.
The door opened just enough for Sara to throw something towards the bed and was quickly closed again without a word of explanation.
As Dee reached down she soon realised that Sara had thrown a pair of panties on the bed and as she picked them up realised they were her Aunties. The sudden excitement she felt at that moment she had never felt before. As she started studying them she soon realised they were not freshly washed. Sara’s scent was going to be on them.
She instantly felt aroused. She had never enjoyed anyone else’s panties, this was a whole new experience, this was her fantasy come true. Her fingers soon found their way to her pussy. She was wet,very wet. She had never felt this excited. Her fingers wet from her pussy, she gently stroked her clit covering it with her juices.
She was almost scared to lift Sara’s dirty panties to her nose, what would they smell like? These were her Aunties panties! It seemed wrong, but she couldn’t deny she had secretly fantasised about Sara before, after all Sara was a very good looking woman.
She was a little taller than Dee, perhaps five five as opposed to five three, and had a figure that made Dee quite envious. Slim with curves in all the right places, made Dee consider herself fat in comparison. Not that she was, just carried a little more weight.
With a finger now gently sliding in her wet tight slit she tentatively brought Sara’s light blue panties to her nose and held them perhaps two inches away and started sniffing. She caught the slightest aroma of what was to come.
Her pussy was so wet as her finger pushed deeper inside. Bringing Sara’s panties closer she sniffed again and thought she was going to cum. The aroma was beyond anything she could ever of imagined.
Laying the panties on her face she moved her hand to her breast and pinched on her nipple whilst her other finger still worked its way in and out of her pussy. Sniffing in the musky odour of her Aunties dried pussy juices and still finger fucking her own sopping wet pussy, she lowered her hand from her nipple and stroked her stiff little clit, still wet and slippery with her juices.
Slipping another finger in her slit to join the other and with her other fingers working her clit ever faster she took another long sniff, her hips now thrusting against her fingers a little cry escaped her lips as her whole body tensed with the onset of the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.
It seemed to last an age, she barely breathed as jolt after jolt of sheer pleasure racked her body. Eventually subsiding and panting for breath her body feeling like she had just finished a marathon, she laid back feeling exhausted. She kissed Sara’s panties before stuffing them under the pillow.
As Dee drifted towards sleep her last waking thought was of Sara, and she knew she wanted more.
And more she would get…
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