My first girlfriend was far more experienced than I was, and when we fooled around she got naked quickly.
My second girlfriend was very shy, inexperienced, but also wanted to slowly try new things. One time early on, we were both fully clothed, on her bed, making out and groping each other over clothing. I pulled her shirt up enough to run my hand over her tummy. Then I slid myself down so I could kiss her exposed skin. While kissing and nuzzling her tummy, my hand explored under her skirt. Eventually she lifted her skirt to give me better access, and to see her white cotton panties. I was rubbing her over her panties, feeling those physical features hiding under the fabric. I massaged her rounded mound, little clit nubbin, and soft, deeper valley below. I kissed her over her panties, signaling I wanted to kiss her bare skin down there too. She smelled wonderful, so secretly special, feminine, and erotic. She responded enthusiastically to my kissing, so I slipped a finger under the edge of the fabric along the leg hole, and my finger tip touched her sensitive bits. I ran my finger up and down while still kissing the outside. She continued the moaning, but kept her legs wide, not offering to strip them off. After more kissing on the outside and finger exploring the inside, I finally pulled the gusset to the side, exposing her beautiful vulva. I kissed her gently, all over, licking and exploring her with my tongue. I distinctly remember as I held that gusset to the side, that it was wet with a combination of her natural juices and my saliva. I remember how exciting it was to be touching damp panties in this way, how they looked, felt, and smelled. This was definitely an activity that imprinted on my developing brain.
She and I never had full on sex, but we had many sessions of heavy petting that led to oral like this. I think this was as far as she was willing to go, but she sure enjoyed getting this far many times. One time I discovered a string hanging out of her vagina. She tucked it inside with her finger and told me to ignore it and just keep doing what I was doing.
Ever since then the wetness, the scent, and the overall condition of a woman’s panties has always been arousing to me. I do need to have an established connection to the woman, and an underlying attraction.(I’m not interested in unknown stranger panties.) But once a known attraction is in place, the scent of her panties really excites me, no matter the type of wetness or reason for it.
Over the years I have demonstrated my enjoyment of smelling dirty panties to my girlfriends and wife during intimate moments. Some responded enthusiastically, some did not seem to care. I have also secretly sampled the sweet scent of close friends over the years, through the usual forms of bad behavior. I often wish there was a way to share with a woman how delightful and sexy their scent is without coming off as a total creep, but I don’t think it is possible. I will settle for enjoying and admiring them this way in secret, and knowing how magical and amazing they really are.