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Jennie ran forward, curly brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, pert B cup breasts bouncing slightly in her sports bra. She eyed the goalie that she was quickly approaching, looking for her opening. Time was down to the final seconds and, as was not unusual for the captain of the team, it all came down to her.
A senior now, the team looked to her for guidance, and she never gave anything less than her hardest effort. As she hustled down the field, she could feel the sweat on her body, the hot day and stress assuring that she was dripping. Armpits moist, toned ass cheeks guiding droplets between them–she could practically feel the dark stains in her uniform marking her filthiest spots. But hey, that was soccer. And she would hardly be alone. Her teammates, ten other girls, just as dirty, panting…
And with that thought she kicked hard, a lust fueled surge of adrenaline sending the ball towards the goal and YES! Score! Because you see, as much as Jennie enjoyed playing the game, she enjoyed what came after more. As the whistle blew, ten screaming girls came charging at her, uniform shirts being pulled off to reveal glistening skin and sports bras as they ran to celebrate.
Suddenly, Jennie was in a jostling mass of smooth girl flesh, rubbing, gliding against her. Surrounded by hands raised in celebration, she inhaled deeply through her nose and felt her pussy clench as she registered the potent smell of female armpits after a long, hot game. This was what kept her playing, this was her secret that ruled her sexual life–Jennie loved stink.
It was as simple as that. Whether from her own body or someone else’s, the stronger and nastier the smell the wetter it made her. She reveled in the pheromones, turned any disgust into pure excitement. Nobody suspected this straight-A team captain of having such a filthy secret. And in a way, this disappointed her. She longed to have someone to indulge with, a confidante, an accomplice.
In the meantime though, the other girls on the team provided ample material for her fantasies. And she used the fact that she was above suspicion to her advantage. As Jennie reveled in the girls piling on her, she let her hands touch a breast here, an ass there, her teammates too excited by the win to notice or passing it off as accidental if they did. She was especially “clumsy” when it came to her new team crush, Anna. Now there was a piece of fantasy…
Just 18, Anna was a bright eyed freshman, the youngest on the team. Natural blonde hair, round eyes, long toned legs and barely A cup breasts–she was the image of innocence and athleticism. She was talented and would no doubt be one of the team’s stars eventually. But by tradition it fell on her as the newbie to manage the locker room’s cleaning and grunt work. Because bağdatcaddesi escort of this, it wasn’t unusual for her to come early and stay late in the locker room, letting herself in with the spare key. And this was just where Jennie found that she wasn’t the only one with a secret.
With the game over, she had just finished seeing the last of the girls off, congratulating each one on their win. She was about to head back home herself, already thinking of the fun she would have with her vibrator and thoughts of that sweaty dogpile in her head when she remembered she left her keys in the locker room. She jogged back and as she opened the door to the lockers, she heard a light rustling. Weird, everybody should be gone by now, she thought. Moving quietly, she approached the corner and peeked around.
There, lying back on a bench, was innocent Anna, one hand down her shorts and another holding a pair of dirty knee-high soccer socks to her nose. Beside her head was a sneaker into which her nose would disappear between sock sniffs. Each deep whiff she took was accompanied by a quickening of the fingers rubbing frantically at her pussy. “Holy shit,” thought Jennie, watching the cute blonde fingering herself to the smell of sweaty socks and shoes, “could we have another stink freak on our hands?”
She had spent so long hiding her secret obsession that to potentially find a like mind, especially such a cute one, was exhilarating. Anna may have been her crush before but she was her absolute dream girl now. She couldn’t possibly let this slip past her. So, taking a deep breath and putting on her best calm face, she walked in.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Jennie said, approaching the petite blonde on the bench. Anna looked up and her eyes widened. She dropped the socks and ripped her hand out of her shorts, struggling to sit up. “I… I was… It’s uhh… I know it looked like I was…” Anna sputtered, looking wildly around for an excuse. “It looked like you were getting yourself off to foot stink,” Jennie said, sitting down beside her, “May I?” she asked as she took a sock out of an embarrassed and now confused Anna’s hand and put it to her nose.
The smell was a potent mix of musky and sweaty as she took a sniff while looking at Anna. “Oh my god Anna, these REALLY smell. Are these yours?” Jennie asked. Anna turned a bright red, softly replying “Yeah, I’m sorry. I wore them to practice yesterday and to the game today and…” she trailed off, looking at her hands. Jennie lifted Anna’s chin and looked into her eyes, leaning closer before raising the sock between their noses. “You should wear them next practice too. For me.” She inhaled as she paused to see recognition slowly cross the other girl’s face.
” You’re not weird, Anna. beykoz escort I thought I was the only one like this too. Rushing home after practices to slip off my shoes and socks and shove my nose between my toes. I don’t understand how any girl can get a whiff of her dirty feet and not want to finger fuck herself. I mean I’m getting wet right now,” Jennie said, testing the waters of what she hoped was hiding behind that demure face.
“And I wouldn’t stop there either. Because dirty girls like us don’t only like feet right? There are so many other deliciously dirty places on a body to enjoy. Like these…” with that Jennie lifted her arm towards Anna. She could see the darkened sweat stains on the jersey, a visual cue of the odor within.”Wanna smell my pits, Anna? You can.” Jennie ran her hand up the blonde’s back to her neck, urging Anna’s head towards her moist armpits.
Anna resisted slightly before relenting and allowing her face to be brought to its target. She inhaled and groaned. “You know, it was such a hot game today and I didn’t wear deodorant,” Jennie said as she leaned her nose down to smell her own armpit. “Wow, my pits stink pretty bad right?” Anna shook her head yes. “Wanna move your nose?” Anna slowly shook her head no, keeping up a pace of sniffs. “Why not?” Jennie asked, stroking the head breathing in her underarms. “Because… because I like it. I like smelling you.” “Even though I stink?” Anna again nodded her head.
“I think you’re a dirty girl, Anna. A dirtier girl even than this, right?” Jennie asked, hoping that her teammate’s perversion went all the way. She slowly took her other hand and, as Anna watched, put it down the back of her shorts, starting a small rhythmic up and down. “Do you know what I’m rubbing right now, Anna?” Jennie asked the girl, who was back to blushing.
“You’re…touching your butthole.” Anna eventually said, nervously averting her eyes. “No Anna, my finger is up my sweaty fucking shit hole. Call it what it is. This is the hole my nasty, stinking shit comes from and now my finger is fucking it like you were fucking your cunt earlier. What does that make you want to do?” Jennie said, using the most obscene language she could, hoping to unlock those dirtiest of desires hidden within the cute blonde.
“I wanna… I wanna smell it, ” she said, one hand subconsciously rubbing herself through the front of her shorts. “Smell what, Anna? Say it. Say it and you can have it.” “I wanna smell your bu…your shit hole, okay? I wanna smell you where your shit comes out, Jennie. It makes my cunt wet. Please. I want to know what your ass smells like.”
Smiling, Jennie took her finger from her shorts, displaying it to the wide eyed 18 year old whose hand was now back to its place inside her shorts, two caddebostan escort fingers up a dripping cunt. Anna’s gaze focused and she bit her lip as she looked at the finger, covered in a thin brown sheen. She wanted that finger.
Grabbing Jennie’s hand, she pulled it to her nose, sniffing deeply the shit stained digit. She was furiously fucking herself now, driven crazy by the closest smell she had ever dared of another person’s dirty ass. Jennie watched this angel of innocence buck her hips and moan to the scent from inside her rectum and could tell she was nearly to orgasm.
Daring to push Anna the final step, she took her finger and put it to the girl’s parted lips. Anna looked at Jennie with a face of desire and apprehension, fear and excitement, lust and disgust all mixed together before taking the shit streaked finger into her mouth.
That was all it took. Anna’s toned legs tensed for a moment, straining, and then she was cumming. Hard. Harder than she thought possible. Her blonde ponytail whipped back and forth as she convulsed in orgasm, her tongue running all around the finger in her mouth, sucking hard to get every last bit of Jennie’s bittersweet ass juice into her teen mouth.
Finally, exhausted and shuddering with small post-orgasmic tremors, Anna slumped back. Jennie leaned forward and brought her lips to hers, kissing gently but insistently, tasting her own ass on Anna’s tongue as she came down from her high.
“That was…that was oh my gosh oh my gosh. That was the hottest thing that I’ve ever done. Jennie, the taste of your butthole made me cum. There was POOP on your finger and I tasted it and I came and oh my gosh.” Jennie couldn’t help but laugh. No longer under a haze of lust, Anna returned to being, well, Anna. Enthusiastic, bubbly, and even when talking about getting off to the taste of another girl’s shit, somehow innocent.
“I’m glad you liked it. Really glad. And now I think it’s only fair I got a taste of you, you filthy little thing…” Jennie murmured as she kissed down Anna’s neck. Anna moaned and turned her head, offering her neck to Jennie’s lips. Looking up she saw the clock.
“Shit!” Anna nearly yelled, starting to pick herself up. “Right here? I did hope you had some for me. Mmm. But what’s the matter?” Jennie asked, frustrated as the smooth neck was taken from her lips. “I forgot I have to pick my little brother up from his practice. Shit. I’m already late. I have to go!” Anna rattled off as she straightened her clothes and grabbed her gym bag.
“But I wanna do this more. Oh my God I wanna do this all the time,” she said, giving Jennie a surprisingly passionate kiss, her tongue reaching deeply. “Here, I know it’s not the same but it’s something. Bye!” With that, Jennie was left standing, dazed, hearing the locker door open and slam shut. Looking down, she realized she was now holding Anna’s dirty pair of very smelly socks as a parting gift. Lifting them to her nose, she inhaled the stink of Anna’s feet once more and thought, “This season just got A LOT more interesting.”
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