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Subject: {ASSM} RP - The Smell of Sex Ch. 2  by Couture (FF, humil, panty)
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The Smell of Sex Ch. 2
       by Couture
       Couture@literotica.org

Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by
sexually explicit stories and situations.

(Fd, mast,FF, humil)

(c)2001 by Couture


The Smell of Sex
       by Couture

Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by
sexually explicit stories and situations.

(c)2001 by Couture

Part II


'Damn, I must have put on the panties Monique had jogged in by
accident, these are much too tight to be mine.  I sure hope she
doesn't notice they are gone,' Laura thought as she felt the too
tight panties once again slip into her pussy.

As she walked to class, Laura's eyes kept being drawn to the slim
tight asses of her fellow classmates.  Prior to today, the only
time Laura really noticed girls bottoms was when she would make
fun of the lard asses she attended school with.

However, on this day, Laura's thoughts were preoccupied by
panties. Through the thin fabric of her classmates' short skirts
and tight shorts, she could make out what sort of panties they
were wearing. Some wore low riders, French cut, even a few thongs
and it appeared that some girls weren't wearing underwear atall.

Laura wondered how guys at school could function with all these
sexy asses and panty lines around.  'Oh God, does this mean I am
a lesbian? Wait a minute, I can't be a lesbian, I like guys. 
What is wrong with me?  Mayby I'm so preoccupied about panties
because of the tight ones I'm wearing now,'  Laura reasoned.  The
highly aroused girl stopped walking and leaned against the wall
to avoid an impending orgasm that threatened to boil over.

"Oh God!  I may have to take these bastards off in order to get
through my classes today," Laura whispered to no one in
particular.

In class after class, Laura tried to relieve the sensations from
below, however they seemed to keep getting worse.  The young
blonde was constantly squirming in her seat in an effort to keep
the panties from digging into her crotch.

"Is there some difficulty, Ms. Leigh?"  Her professor asked?

"Oh! I uh . . . uh . . .  I strained a muscle while jogging,"
Laura replied blushing, not meeting the professor's eyes.

Laura was humiliated and wondered if the whole class suspected
what was really going on *down there*.  She thought she could
smell the musky smell of sex again and she wondered if it was
hers or Monique's and whether or not anyone else could smell her.
 She knew after this class she would have to go to the restroom
and do something, anything, to would relieve the contstant
throbbing coming her sex.

As the class ended Laura made sure she was the last person to
leave, because she was afraid there would be a wet spot on the
back of her pink miniskirt.  Thinking quickly, Laura loosened the
straps on her book bag, so it would cover her ass, just in case.
Then she hurried to the ladies restroom. However, with every step
after being loosened, Laura's book bag kept lightly slapping her
pert ass.

Between the book bag spanking her ass and the panties massaging
her sex, Laura worried she wouldn't make it to the restroom
before collapsing in a climax.  The poor girl wondered if anyone
around her suspected that she was dripping wet or even worse,
could they know that she was going to do something she had never
done before . . . masturbate in a public place.  Luckily, she
made it inside the ladies room without cumming and rushed into
the first stall she came to. The lock on the door was broken, but
it stayed put when it was closed.

Laura reached underneath her skirt and rolled the tight panties
down her thighs, before stepping out of them.  She was worried
about being caught, so she stood on top of the toilet lid where
no one could see her legs, if they walked in.  Then placing the
top of her head on the front wall for support, she proceeded to
massage her throbbing clit. In her left hand she held the
panties, she had developed such a love hate relationship with
today, tightly under her nose, smelling them , drinking in their
musky aroma.

Unknown to the otherwise occupied blonde, two stalls over a young
Goth girl with her feet up, sneaking a smoke.  Her hair,
fingernails, clothes and lips were black, while her skin was
ivory white.  She paused and listened to the very interesting
sounds coming from girl who had just entered the restroom.   "Oh
God!  Ugh . . . Ugh . . ."

Squitch

Shlep

'Can it be?' the Goth wondered, 'Can someone at this uptight
private school be wanking herself?  God, wouldn't it be funny if
it was one of those rich prissy bitches,' she thought, grinning
evily.

Schlurp

"Ahhh!"

Laura was approaching an orgasm when she heard a latch open and
the heavy footsteps of heels.

'Please don't let me get caught.  Please don't let me be caught!'
Laura thought as her heart was pounding in her chest. She placed
the smelly panties over her nose and mouth to muffle the sound of
her heavy breathing.  The only sound she was making now was the
drip drop of the juices that fell from her sex into the toilet. 
Laura did the only thing she felt she could to quiet the drips
she was making.  She dipped her finger into her pussy and scooped
off as much of her fluids as she could and then stuck the finger
in her mouth.  'Ewwww . . . I can't believe I just did that.'
Laura grimaced at exotic taste of her secretions.

Then she heard the click clack of heels as the Goth girl walked
closer and closer to her hiding place.

"Please God, if you keep me from getting caught this time, I will
NEVER EVER masturbate again!" Laura prayed desperatly toherself.

Then she heard the door behind her open and someone giggling.

"Please, LET ME DIE.  LET ME DIE!" she wished as she pushed her
face against the wall and covered it with the hand that was
holding onto her panties. 

The sight before the Goth girl was amazing.  Here was a girl who
could almost be a model, squatting on top of a toilet, with her
face hid by her hands and pressed against the wall.  The most
erotic thing about the whole surreal scene was the blonde's
sparsely covered pussy gaping open between spread legs and
dripping its slick cream into the toilet. 
"Ahem. <giggle> Are you all right?" the Goth girl asked. 

"Aside from dying of embarrassment . . . not finishing the best
cum ever . . ." muttered a thorougly humiliated Laura, as tears
began to form in her eyes.

"What was that princess?" Asked the Goth.

"<Sniff> I said I accidentally wore my dorm-mate's panties today
<sniff> and they have been rubbing me raw and hurting me 'down
there' when I walked," gasped Laura as she kept her face against
the wall in hopes that she wouldn't be recognized.

"I don't see any panties back here.  Oh I see, you have them up
there.  What are you doing hmmm Princess? SNIFFING THEM?" asked
the Goth girl.

Laura quickly jerked the panties down and draped them over her
ass to try to protect her privates from being seen in this
vulnerable position.

"I-I was . .  ah . . . I was crying into them." Laura stuttered.

Careful to keep her face hidden, Laura looked down between her
spread legs and dripping pussy at the girl behind her.  All she
was able to see was a pair of black leather studded boots and
pale fishnet covered legs.

'Please oh please! Go away Black Boots!' Laura thought.

The Goth girl reached up and quickly snatched the panties out of
Laura's hand, before she could react.

"Well, you must have been crying a lot, cause these panties are
positively soaking *wet* Princess Panty," replied the Goth girl.

"Oh! Please give those back *PLEASE*," whined the distraught
blonde. 

The Goth girl took the confiscated panties and began using them
to lightly stroke Laura's ass, thighs, and sex.  Whenever Laura
felt the panties touch her exposed skin, she would try to grab
them with her free hand, only to have them snatched away and
moved to a different area.  Soon Laura was so horny from being
teased by the panties and her own meager attempts to grab them
that her hands would stay searching for the panties a little
longer than necessary.  Her every attempt to grab the panties
became just a little slower than the last.

"Please?" Laura sobbed.

"Don't worry Princess Panty.  I only want to help you," replied
the smug stranger.

Even in this position, Laura had a smidgen of backbone left and
said loudly, "My name is not Princess Panty!"

"Oh.  Then what is your name?" asked Black-Boots sarcastically.

'There is no way I can tell her my name . . . *no way in hell*!'
Fresh tears sprang anew and the defeated debutante muttered,
"P-p-princess sniff . . . P-p-panty."

"I thought so.  Well, Princess Panty, lift your leg up so I can
get these panties back on you."

Laura obeyed and raised her leg in hopes of ending this
embarrassment as soon as possible.

Click

The Goth girl took a quick picture of Laura with a small digital
camera she had removed from her purse.  The picture captured
Laura with one trembling leg on the toilet seat, the other leg in
the air, backed arched and ass spread wide, blonde pussy gaping
as juices ran down her thighs.

'A little something to remember this by,' thought the Goth.

"What was that sound?" asked Laura, hearing the click of the
camera.

"Oh that must be the janitor cleaning the men's restroom Princess
Panty. We'd better hurry and get this over with, before she comes
in here.  Your other leg now," the Goth said.

Laura lifted her other leg and stuck it through the hole.  She
saw that the girl had black fingernails too.  Laura wondered if
this girl was one of those Goth freaks.

'Hmmm. I wonder if she has black panties too?' The thought of
panties brought another throb to Laura's pussy and the drip drop
of her juices as they fell below her.

"Oh, please let's hurry and get this over with before the janitor
comes!" whispered Laura, 'And before I embarrass myself even more
with my dripping pussy,' she continued to herself.

Laura Lee tried to lower her leg and found much to her dismay
that the panties gripped so low on her legs, she couldn't spread
her feet apart over the commode.  Her only choice was to step
down and reveal her face or place both her feet in the small
space in the front of the lid.

So Laura placed both her pink pumps pigeon toed in the crevice,
legs straight but bent at the knee, sticking her ass high in the
air, with her face against the wall. Her posture spread cheeks of
her ass wide, her wet aroused cunt framed by tight thighs,
providing the Goth girl with another excellent photoopportunity.

Click

"Oh God! Please hurry.  I think I hear the janitor getting
closer!" whispered Laura.

Her legs and ass trembled from the strain of this posture.  The
stress proved too much for her legs and one of Laura's pink pumps
hit the water.  "Damn! Now my pump is drenched with toilet water,
what else can possibly go wrong?"

Click

The Goth got another hilarious picture of Laura quaking and then
almost falling into the toilet.

Laura finally felt Black-Boots pull her panties up her legs,
mercifully covering her ass and pussy.  Laura was able to spread
her legs again and relaxed a bit over the toilet seat.

"Wait . . . wait!" Laura said when to her horror she felt
Black-Boots stick her finger underneath her panties and against
her wet pussy. Then the Goth slid the finger through Laura's
soaked folds and began running it up and down between her slick
labia.

"No! No! Not that!" Laura gasped as she swung her hips from side
to side to dislodge the intruding finger.

"Oh this will never do.  Never do at all Blondie," said the Goth
girl shaking her head.

"No wonder you had such problems, these panties are entirely too
snug."

"Now be a good girl Panty Princess and hold still while I stretch
them out for you."

Laura realized the girl was just trying to help and stood as
still as she could while Black Boots proceeded to tug, pull and
smooth Laura's panties again and again.  First, she tugged the
fabric viciously back and forth between her labia, embedding the
panties deeply in the folds of Laura's hypersensitive cunt. Then
the Goth would pinch the buried fabric between forefinger and
thumb and pull outward until the fabric threatened to tear.

"Owww! Easy easy . . . please be careful!" Laura cried, as the
Goth 'accidentally' pulled Laura's blonde muff instead of her
panties.

'This girl must be a complete klutz,' Laura thought because
sometimes Black Boots would accidentally pull Laura's exposed
labia, swollen clit, or pubic hair instead of her panties.

"Ugh . . . Oww!  Oh my!"  Having her pussy teased mercilessly had
made Laura hornier and hornier. She felt warmth begin to flow
throughout her body as a climax came closer and closer.

"Gasp -- Ahhh Ah!" Here was a reject she wouldn't talk to in a
million years and she was touching her where no one had ever
touched her before.

"Oh *PLEASE* don't let my pussy c-c-cum in front of this horrible
bitch..."  Laura mumbled as she tried to think of something
different and not sexual, yet all she was able to think about was
the image and aroma of a black pair of wet panties.

"What did you say Princess!" demanded the now angry Goth.

"I-I-I said my p-p-pussy has a h-horrible itch..." stuttered the
distraught girl.

'Oh God! Did I just say that?' Laura wished she could take back
her words, the instant they slipped out of her mouth.

"Why didn't you just say so Princess," replied the Goth as she
pulled the crotch of Laura's stretched panties to the side and
began to stroke the blonde's erect clit.  "Is that the spot where
you have your little itchy?"

"No! No! Not there!" cried Laura as she raised her ass even
higher to escape the fingers that were driving her toward an
orgasm.  Laura closed her eyes and held onto the wall for dear
life.  She was on the verge of an orgasm and knew she would
either reveal herself and/or fall in the toilet if she let go for
one second.

Finally the Goth withdrew her hand from Laura's clit, just before
Laura could embarrass herself further.  Laura sighed in relief
and relaxed as she got her urges back under control again. Laura
smelled the musky smell of pussy again and it wasn't her own. 
She opened her eyes and the Goth girl's black panties now covered
her head, one leg hole over each eye.

'Why did Black Boots put her panties on my head?' Laurawondered.

"Well your itch must be in here then..." the Goth said as she
plunged her finger deep in Laura's sex with no warning to the
poor girl.

"Oh fuck!  Oh -- Ahhh!" Laura cried, as she felt herself
penetrated.

Laura was openly grunting and panting now, too far gone to care.
Her identity now secret, she let go of all her inhibitions,
knowing that a cowl of this strange girl's panties hid her face.
The Goth girl ceased her teasing of Laura's sex, leaving the
nubile blonde pushing her hips back, searching for additional
stimulation.

"Uggghh...let me cum...Please."  Laura moaned.

"What was that Princess?  I didn't hear you," the Goth said,
almost laughing.

"*Please* OH FUCK I need to CUM!" the blonde pleaded to her
captor.

"Call me Goddess Goth, slut and beg me to let you cum."

"I'm begging you. <Gasp> Please let me c-cu-cum Gah-Goddess
Goth."

The Goth girl helped Laura down from her precarious perch and
stripped off the remainder of her clothes.  She left the poor
girl clad only in the black panties covering her face and her
pink pumps. She looked like a sexy, yet very stupid caricature of
a costumed crusader.

The Goth girl pushed Laura face down across the toilet and
proceeded to shove 1 then 2 fingers into Laura's dripping sex. 
The Goth Goddess reached up her own black mini and masturbated
her clit while she stretched Laura's tight pussy to the max as
she pushed yet another finger into the blondes gaping sex.

Shlurp shleck spurt

"Ohhh! That's it you dumb blonde panty-sniffer.

"Ugh...suck my panties and taste my pussy you lezzie slut!" the
Goth pulled her fingers out, until they were barely in the blonde
girl's cunt.  The Goth stopped moving her fingers as she thought,
"This prissy bitch has probably gotten everything handed to her
all her life, but if she wants an orgasm today, she's gonna have
to work for it!'

"Oh! FUCK your cunt is so WET.  Work that body for me girl!"
Black Boots demanded.

Laura pushed herself back, stretching her poor abused cunt over
Goddess Goth's three fingers.  She rolled her hips around in a
circle feeling the Goddess's fingers touch her innermostsecrets.

'Why isn't she fucking me?  It feels like she's just holding her
hand still.' Laura wondered.  Her pussy really needed to be
fucked.  So Laura grabbed the toilet seat with both her hands and
proceeded to fuck her cunt on the Goths fingers.

"That's a good bitch.  Fuck my fingers with your slimy cunt." The
Goth said as she watched the poor girl passionately work her body
on the fingers buried in her cunt.

Laura felt herself begin to cum, while she was immersed in the
smell and salty taste of the Goth girl's panties.  She hated
being called names and humiliated by Black Boots, but at the same
time every expletive made her pussy, no her cunt, tingle with
excitement.

"Oh!  Oh! I'm CUMMING Goddess!" she cried. "Fuck my pussy
please!"

'Well let's give the poor slut what she craves.' The Goth girl
proceeded to rotate her hand as she shoved her fingers to the
depths of the wet blonde's swollen cunt.  "I bet you will find
those frat boys a little *disappointing* after I'm done with you
Princess."

"Ugh!  Your fingers are so deep in my CUNT! FUCK! FUCK! Ahh! They
feel so good. Oh!"

FUCK it Hard!  Oh Please, I'm almost there Goddess! Keep FUCKING
my cunt with your fingers!"

Ohhhhhhhhhhh-uhhhhhhhhhh-eeeeeee" Laura cried out, as she
collapsed on tile floor from her orgasm.

The Goth girl reached down and wiped the juices from her fingers
in Laura's hair.

"You are a good little lezzie bitch.  Awww . . . poor little
thing, you are flat as a board." said the Goth as she rubbed her
hands over Laura's small breasts.  "Hee Hee.  I almost almost
thought I was playing with a little boy for awhile.  Don't fret
Princess, you have pretty pink nips though", Black Boots tweaked
Laura's hard nipples, eliciting a moan from the passive blonde.

"Princess, has anyone told you that you have a beautiful cunt? 
Hmmm? I think your cunt is your best attribute, truly a work of
art," the Goth girl said as she rubbed Laura's cunt possessively,
spreading it's copious secretions all over the blonde's firm
stomach and ass.

"You should be proud of your fat juicy little quim, it is truly a
cunt that was made to be fucked." Black boots spread Laura's
labia wide, while pulling her clit hood upwards, displaying
Laura's aroused sex. "Look at it," commanded the Goth as she
allowed the dazed blonde to look.

Laura stared at her pretty pussy in awe.  She was always taught
that she should keep such things hidden, because they were
'dirty', but now Black Boots seemed to think that her's was
particularly pretty '. . . a pretty pussy . . . a juicy little
quim.  Whatever that means," though the spent girl.

"Here.  Give me back my panties now," said the Goth girl, as she
reached down to take her black panties from the naked pitiful
blonde sitting on the restroom floor.

"No please!" pleaded Laura as she pulled the panties down tightly
over her head, concealing her identity. 
"Well, it is obvious Princess Panty loves the smell and taste of
my pussy so much she doesn't want to give me my panties back."

"I would love to give them to you too, but I am such a mess now
and it is all your fault. See?" said Goddess Goth as she pulled
up her skirt and showed Laura her wet matted cunt.

"Perhaps if you were to dry my pussy for me, I would let you have
my pretty panties," said Black Boots.

Laura could almost make out the logic of Goddess Goth's comments,
but at the same time was degraded by the fact that she was going
to college in order to clean the juices from this social
outcast's pussy.   Giving up, Laura Lee reached for some toilet
paper to dry her conqueror's wetness.  After all she had no
choice but to clean her, if she were to continue to remain
anonymous.

"No, little pussy-sniffer. The toilet paper was not good enough
for you to dry your tears with earlier. Remember slut?  So clean
me with the panties."

Laura reached down to pick up Monique's stretched panties, so she
could clean this demanding and horrible girl.

"Put those disgusting things down, Princess. *Your* panties are
much too smelly and nasty for my nice clean pussy."

I want you to use the pretty panties on your head." 

Come on now.  Be a good girl" commanded Black Boots.

A humiliated Laura, having no choice once again, because both of
them knew she couldn't remove the panties without revealing her
identity. Laura swallowed her tears then held the Goth's
miniskirt up past her hips.

'I can't believe I am considering doing this,' Laura thought as
she stared at the Goth's aroused labia surrounded by a wet tangle
of black hair.  Laura slowly pressed the side of her
panty-covered face lightly against the Goth's dark musky pussy.

"Here.  You don't seem to be doing a very good job Princess, let
me help you." Black boots grabbed two handfuls of Laura's silken
blonde hair from the leg holes of the panties that covered her
head and proceeded to grind her wet pussy against the tear
streaked face of her newly acquired panty slave. 

Much to Laura's dismay, Black Boot's pussy seemed to be getting
wetter and wetter instead of dryer and dryer.  Laura's
panty-covered nose, cheeks, and mouth were rubbed repeatedly over
every square inch of the Goth's increasingly wet pussy.

"Ohhh . . . Ohhh . . . you sweet lezzie.  Yeah, I'm fucking your
face now my pink-pumped panty slut," moaned a breathless Goth.

"Lay back bitch.  Lay back so I can fuck you proper!" the cruel
Goth said as she sat astride the toilet seat while holding
Laura's head underneath her.  If Laura relaxed her neck at all,
she would end up with her head in the toilet water.

"Oh Fuck that feels good!  You're my toilet bitch now ain't you
Princess Potty?"

"<Gasp> Ugh! Nod your head you lezzie fuck-slut!" 
Laura nodded her head quickly.  Anything to please this cruel
bitch. Laura was in a most uncomfortable position and she could
feel her neck weaken with every second.

Laura did the only thing she could, she moved her head from side
to side and up and down to quickly bring off her cruel tormentor
before her head inevitably fell into the filthy water below. 
Laura Lee could scarcely breathe, her every breath was full of
the odor and secretions from this merciless bitch's pussy.

"That's my girl.  Ahhhh," the Goth moaned.  "Oh yeah! Fuck me
with your face. <gasp> That's it."

You're gonna make me cum princess"

Fuck that pussy!  Fuck it slut!  I want to hear you sucking my
pussy through those panties bitch or so help me I'll wash that
pretty blonde hair of yours in the toilet."

"Shlurp!  Shllluuuuurrrrpp!" Laura frantically began sucking on
the Goth's pussy through the weave of the black silk panties.
"Shhhhlllluuuuurrrrpp!"

"That's it!  That's my girl!" the Goth encouraged her personal
pussy lapper.

Shlluurrrp

"Suck it!  Suck it all up!  I'm cumming. Motherfuck! I'm
cumming!"

Shhhlllluuuuurrrrpp

"Oh God!  Oh FUCK!  Suck my cum baby.  Drink it all down!"

Shllluurrrp

Shlurp

"Oh Fuck!  Oh Fuck!  Oh yeahhhh!" the Goth climaxed and reached
her hands down and cradled Laura's face gently against herpussy.

Laura reached a hand down and fucked herself openly as the Goth
girl slowly ground her pussy lovingly on the blonde's face.

After the Goth came, she dried herself on Laura's hair, since it
was the only dry thing on the poor girl.  Then she humiliated her
further by turning around and running Laura's panty-covered nose
between her ass cheeks to gather the excess moisture that had
accumulated there.

Laura didn't even notice, she was too busy cumming again as she
licked and sucked the Goth's juices from the panties that covered
her head.

Shhhlluuurp

"Keep the panties my pink-pumped-princess-panty-sniffer, you've
earned them" the Goth girl laughed as she petted Laura's head. 
Laura climaxed on the floor as she fucked her pussy with her
fingers, while she hungrily sucked on the fabric of the Goth's
black panties.

Shlurp

The Goth girl tugged her clothes back into place and took one
final picture of Laura's depravity for good measure, before
leaving.

Click

Laura became aware of her surroundings as her orgasm subsided. 
The smell and taste of her tormentor threatened to overcome her
senses.

'What am I turning into?' she wondered.

Laura cried as she got off the floor and made her way to the
mirror to see what kind of damage had been done.  She was a
horrid mess, clothes wrinkled, mascara running, body sweaty, and
matted hair raggedly sticking out to each side of her head. 
Laura looked at her small breasts and winced inwardly as she
recalled the Goth's words about how she looked like a boy.  Then
she looked down at the pink lips of her pussy as she spread her
labia.  'Yes, I do have a pretty pussy, don't I?' Laura began to
gush again recalling the Goth's words. 'You should be proud of
your juicy little quim.'  Laura shuddered.

Laura washed her face and her sex as best she could with paper
towels.  Her pussy was so swollen and sensitive she could only
gently blot it dry.  'A cunt that was made to be fucked' Laura
thought as she spread her nether lips to admire her pretty little
pussy in the mirror.

'What am I doing?  Someone could walk in at any minute!' Laura
thought, as she tore her hand away from her crotch.  She picked
up her panties and rinsed them out under the running water to
clean them. When she tried to put them on, she was horrified to
discover that the panties were stretched so badly, they wouldn't
stay up on her hips. Also, it seemed that Goddess Goth had kept
her bra as a souvenir.

'The bitch!'

Laura put on her wrinkled miniskirt and shirt, then tried to get
her nipples to lay down, but her efforts just seemed to make them
harder. Finally, she placed both pair of soiled panties in her
purse and left the bathroom.  She prayed she wouldn't see anyone
she knew.

'I have to be careful not to expose myself with only this mini
and tight shirt covering my body,' Laura thought. The poor girl
had never felt this naked in her entire life as when she walked
out of the restroom.

Her hard nipples were clearly visible through her tight white
shirt. Kept hard by the thoughts of the sex she could still smell
and the too loose book bag that spanked her ass with every step.

Slap...slap...slap...slap...

"I deserve to be punished for my sins," whispered Laura.

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