1. Confessions of a Buttsniffer


    Date: 1/18/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: bryanLL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    really needed to try to do it. So, I got up behind her on my knees and I lay over the top of her and I acted like those male dogs and Bobby broke out laughing, “No No No …. not THAT.” I felt embarrassed and quickly got off of her. Her cool and confident expression hadn’t changed at all except that there was a bit of a smile on her lips and a little glint in her eyes which I believed was some level of humor she found in my odd antics; odd because apparently neither of them expected me to do that I sat back on the ground and said, “I thought you meant—“ “Not THAT!” Bobby said again. “I mean the other.” “Other what?” “You know,” he said with about the most salacious face a boy of his age would ever have. “The other. You know what dogs do. The other.” I shook my head. “I . . . I don’t know.” I nearly died when Bobby decided to show me. Brenna was still on her hands and knees and that gorgeous butt was sticking out no more than six feet from me. She was still looking over her left shoulder and back at me. Bobby got to his hands and knees and moved up so that his face was about two feet from his s****r’s butt. He didn’t get closer. Then, he began sniffing. He was sniffing the air and not her ass but can you see why I thought I would die right there on the spot? My heart went into crazy rhythms. Was he k**ding? I should sniff his s****r’s butt? Brenna’s butt? The girl who all of the boys talked about? And even more, Brenna had seen him sniffing the air two feet from her ass and she ...
    had not moved one inch. She was still in place! And, she stayed right there even knowing that Bobby wanted me to actually do it. She didn’t move. Were they k**ding? She HAD to have known he wanted me to sniff her yet she stayed right there! “Like that! That’s what I mean, Bryan,” Bobby said as he backed away. “Do it! Just like the doggies.” I honestly did not think my limbs would support me if I tried to get on my hands and knees but I had to try. Beyond not wanting to disappoint them, I was literally trembling with the very notion that I would get my face in that unbelievable rear end and that—dammmmmmn—she was going to hold still and let me sniff her. I moved closer. I felt like I was on a foreign planet, like I was not in real life or normal life. She held still. Was she really going to let me sniff her? I got closer. Closer. Closer. She didn’t move. Closer and then .. . then . . . Then, my nose was right THERE and I pushed it forward and as soon as my nose starting going into her butt, I sniffed and sniffed and sniffed. I couldn’t believe it. My nose – her rear end. I could feel my cheeks snug against her butt cheeks. My nose pushed her denim fabric up into her crack and I was … I was … I was sniffing Brenna’s butt! It had all of the muskiness I expected and I loved that the fabric didn’t interfere with her smell. It was a little bit of a dark aroma yet it also smelled sweet. It was devoid of any pussy scents; at least there were none I could detect. I inhaled. I sniffed. ...