The Sweet Smell of Yuna’s Sex - Laundry Room Domination, Pt X (Femdom Caption Story)

“Our bitch boy here is so lucky! For our next challenge, he gets to smell the panties Hana and I wore while masturbating over the past two weeks!”

Your eyes grew wide. Your mouth dropped as you heard the words come out of Yuna’s mouth.

“Yes, that’s right. We’ve been wearing the same panties every day we pleasure ourselves, and I can speak for both of us--because Hana and I like to do it together--we both squirt. A lot.”

Yuna picked up a pair of frilly sheer ruffled pink panties with a bow around the front. It was the sexiest thing you’d ever seen. And it had been covering Yuna’s pussy. When she had pleasured herself. She put it over your head so the front was over your nose.

“That’s as close as you’ll ever get to a pussy at this college!” Yuna mocked you. “Especially after I cut this broadcast into short clips for Reels! You wouldn’t believe how many of our classmates watch me!!!”

The smell was heavenly. You experienced an overdose of sweetness, like being dropped in a vat of molasses, or trapped at a market in a Korean or Thai city, stuck under a pile of fresh durian--with the fish stall next door--hearing Asian voices chatting casually. You sucked in as much of the smell as you could. You savored it. You were delirious with delight. You were approaching nirvana just sitting there--until Yuna tapped your cock with her shoe.

Her cock tap was light and loving.

“Sorry, I don’t want to hurt you, boy!” she laughed. “But I can’t let you cum.”

You were sad when she removed her panties from your face, but, fruitfully, she replaced them with Hana's girl cum-creamed panties.

“Yuna’s were more fragrant and delicious,” you said, wearily and sadly after those panties, too, had been removed from you. “One-hundred out of ten.”

“I am a sexual freak, after all,” Yuna said, flashing a wicked smile and a wink at the camera. “Of course, you know that if you follow my IG and my OnlyFans...”

“Or did you just say I won because you wanted to kiss my feet?” Yuna shifted her attention back to you. She lifted her leg, her feet still in her shoes. “Well, tough, because you’re can’t. You’re going to kiss my soles instead.”

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This is Part V of Laundry Room Domination, a Femdom Caption Story

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