How did you start Underwear sniffing?

For all you sniffers out there, I'm curious about how you started, whose you started with, and what it's like for you today?

I started sniffing my mom's and sister's panties when I was a teenager. It was infrequent and only when I was really horny from watching a lot of porn. In college I started finding dirty underwear in the laundry room garbage and would steal them for enjoyment in my dorm room. Looking back it seems pretty desperate to steal from the garbage, but it turned me on big time. Now as an adult I sniff my wife's and my mother-in-law's. The taboo-ness of sniffing my MIL's and knowing what she smells like turns me on.

I was 11 around 6 months after puberty.

Well there was this particular priest. His bedroom window is right next to the sidewalk on the rectory that was between it and the church it was never locked and kept his laundry basket right under it.

He really turned me on. I wanted to fuck him bad. II seen him naked through the window a couple times and I seen him through his dirty laundry in the basket under the window.

When he went to the other room I'm assuming the bathroom. I'll reach into window and grab the underwear.

Took it home and got off on it a few days.

Took it back and traded pairs few days later.

And I just kept doing that I'd take a pair back and get another pair that while he wasn't losing any. Sometimes I did two time but never three.

I'm stolen underwear pretty well since. Stole some in the locker room in high school. Stole some from the laundry room when my mom worked as a home health nurse at this men's apartment building.

I'm pretty well traded I've stole some from different gems and places I've been.

I've stole some from the hospitals when I've been there like roommates and stuff.

I sold some and traded and bought some.

For me, it started when my wife no longer had any interest in sex.

It would have been in the mid 1990's and I was about 40 years old. Up until then I had her pussy to sniff and suck on, so her panties were the only option left.

I would dig through the laundry hamper until I found her panties, remove and store away any of her pubic hair (which I still have in a small container) that was stuck in her dry discharge, and then sniff and finally suck and inhale deeply on the white strip of her panties.

Separated 2004 and divorced 2006.

The last time I licked and sucked on her panties was in 2011 when my son was catering for a wedding and we were helping out and she changed to do the waitressing and I snuck into her room while she was busy, and found her panties she had just taken off, and they were still warm and wet.

I started at about age 11-12 by sniffing my mother's used sanitary napkins. I really enjoyed the thought of the fluids coming from a vagina, even if it was my own mother.

As a teenager, I progressed to sniffing panties of girlfriends whenever I would have chance. I have also enjoyed licking the fluid from the crotch panel of their panties.

To this day, panty sniffing & licking is a real big fetish of mine. I also enjoy wearing men's bikini underwear, feel very sexy wearing them, and will sniff and lick my own sometimes for erotic pleasure!

Wow, I've never thought about how. I was a late commer to panty sniffing and I started with my own. I was college age by then and my own scent became exciting to me.

I was blissfully unaware for a year or two that other girls had their own special smells. Once I became Captain Obvious, of course, my roommates were the next obvious choice. I've taken from everywhere. People I know and people I don't know. Oddly though, I'm not turned on unless I, at the very least, know what they look like. The better I know them, the more arousing it is, to me.

Also exciting is someone with authority over me, like a boss or manager or even a Pastor or Policewoman.

For me it started when I was 12. It was my older cuzn panties. She was 15. Was such a huge turn on. I would take them for a week and return them right before Sunday wash day.

I was never into panty sniffing until I was cleaning a bedroom out at our farm. A guy had a the hunting rights leased and he had spent the night in the house the night before. Apparently he had company. I looked on the far side of the bed and there they were, a pair of pretty lace pantie. I picked them up and I could already smell her, even before I brought them up to my face. There was a hint of perfume, but omg her pussy fragrance gave me an immediate hard on!

After taking care of my erection I went to the kitchen and got a small ziplock bag I put them in the bag and used her for the next year or so. Those bags really do keep things fresh. I never did find out what she looked like. Mmm

Did not sniff a panty, but i started smelling my genitals from my hand at 17, after seeing that German coach doing it on tv countless times

I sniffed underwear once. I was a teenager and hopelessly in love with my homophobic best friend. We got drenched in a downpour by my house. I gave him some dry clothes to wear and told him I'd throw his clothes in with my wash. Later when he left I got excited about his tighty whites being with me. I inhaled his sweaty underwear and had a nice masturbation session.

I started when i was 17-18 years old, my girlfrends and her classmates gave pants to me.. now i get pants from a friends family

@Jenny_Is_Kinky2 People I know and people I don't know. Oddly though, I'm not turned on unless I, at the very least, know what they look like. The better I know them, the more arousing it is, to me. Also exciting is someone with authority over me, like a boss or manager or even a Pastor or Policewoman.

All most interesting! Decades ago in my younger years I liked to sniff around the panties of various women I was going with - but turns out I'm the opposite of you in that the more I knew them, the less exciting it was. So I need the gal to be sort of a stranger.

I got started one day while cleaning a girls lockeroom, found a pair of well used panties and thats where it started. Now I am always in search of a pair for masturbating

I guess I saw my aunt's panties, girdles and stockings hung to dry on an indoor clothesline, then put 2 and 2 together and looked in the hamper and there it was. Nylon granny panties … but the crotch was stained so I smelled them a few inches away and got an erection

Started with my mothers and sisters. Probably around 12-13 years. Was a convenient time as in grade 7 my mom started working outside the home a few days a week and my sister was in college and both would come home with my dad after 6.. so every day I had few hours to play… Was fun. I dont remember how many years though.. bit of a blur. Long time ago.

I started at about 9 years of age when my older sisters would dress me up in their underwear and girdles. They would force me to smell and lick their panty crotches to humiliate me, but I really loved it!

Graduated to Mom’s when I discovered what treasures the laundry hamper held. Period time was particularly interesting.

To this day I still sniff my wife’s, wife’s friends (when I can), sisters, sisters in law and even my mother in laws (that one is particularly kinky). I think MIL knows I do it because she leaves around in the bathroom near my shaving gear. For the record she smells great even though she’s finished menstruating 😋

Started in college one day when I went over to this girls apartment where the study group were meeting to study but eat dinner first. She told me she was going to take a quick shower. I sat in the living room when I heard her call out from a partially opened bathroom door. I peeked my head in the bedroom to hear and she asked me to take some items out of the fridge. I told her I would but saw her dirty panties on the bed, so quietly walked over and picked them up. MMMMMM, they were dirty in all the right places, so I took in all those amazing smells, instant hardon, when I heard the water turn off I put them back and me and my hardon went to do the request. But after that I sniffed girlfriends panties when given the opportunity, my wifes, and later when my daughter had sleepovers in HS and next day they went to the mall, if I was alone I check out the overnight bags. Sometimes there were some amazing treasures.

I never was an underwear sniffer. It does not appeal to me. That said, I bought a pair of panties from a girl on C-list. She sent me a pic of her wearing the panties and later handed me her panties and I handed her $40.00 for them. She told me that she just took them off because she thought I wanted to sniff them. That was not the reason. I wanted a girl to hand me their panties as I left my blouse unbuttoned so she could see my my bra that I was wearing. When I got home, I took them out and gave the crotch a sniff. She had perfume on and I could smell the perfume and it was a delight! That is the only time I sniffed panties.

Ewwwwww! I never started !! Denise

I was always an olfactophiliac, and I also like to sniff womens t-shirts (armpit scent…

@BlackBarlow thanks for teaching me something new - osphresiolagnia

When my older brother used to shove his used jockstrap in my face after hockey practice to torture me. Eventually I learned to love it.

Twofold answer. As young teen a older cousin of mine and I had just watched the pro . Wrestling program for that week and once it was over before I knew it we were stripped down to our underpants reenacting what we had just seen on the floor rolling around on his bedroom floor. I was soon pinned down with his knees on my shoulders with his crotch on my face and next from underneath his bed came a jockstrap and cup that became pressed upon my face with it's pungent odor. At the point of releasing me I received a firm hand slap to my balls disabling me from retaliation.My initial panty sniff came about during a 69 with my girlfriend in school as a freshman. During our play I underneath her became smothered by her with a wet musky hand held panty as she stroked my cock. I recount my orgasm being explosive from her unexpected act. Fretter

Only once, when I was living in an apartment complex, this absolutely gorgeous Asian woman, left her laundry in the dryer. I couldn’t resist stealing one of her panties. It had the nicest fragrance! Every day, I fantasized about sticking my fingers and a thermometer up her tight butt!

My big phase was short, mainly the last term of my college sophomore year. A roomie's clean briefs had a particularly arousing stench, the part that supported his ‘nads. I soon purchased him some colored underwear to keep for myself. Mmm, it doesn’t get more real than this.

Luckily and happily, he was tolerant.

I have a suspicion that the very frank confessions in this thread may do little to improve what female kind think about their male suitors. More likely they'll want to fit a padlock on their laundry baskets.

@BulgeInPants with the remarkably diverse subject matter on this site from almost mild to extremely wild, I would imagine any wonderful ladies that are still participating on this site probably won't be off to much. It may simply not be their thing, so yes some may lock up their laundry baskets while I imagine some will lay them out for easy access. I've known both kinds, depends on what adds to the arousal factor.

The washing basket was outside the bathroom, when my parents had a bath they would put their dirty clothes in the laundry basket and then go into the bathroom. i liked getting my mums knickers out when she was in the bath. i would sniff them and rub my cock on her crotch and usually spunk on them. i also liked putting my dads pants on so my cock was where his cock had been.

The first time it became horny to me was as a teenager working delivering rental water softeners. The equipment was almost always in a basement, or a laundry room, and since the route was during business hours the houses were almost always unoccupied.

By accident I noticed a couple of laundry baskets of dirty clothes and saw a pair of panties laying on top. My curiosity got the better of me and I picked them up to find they had been worn. I quickly held them to my nose to find the unmistakable scent of pussy, musky and very horny. I was immediately hard. I had no idea who was in the household, all I knew is they were traditional panties, not bikini style, and a pastel color that smelled wonderful.

My curiosity got the better of me and I dug a little deeper in the basket to find another pair adorned with cartoon characters in a bikini style. I smelled them and discovered a completely different scent, likely a much younger crotch. I did not act on my discoveries by masturbating, but I sure thought about it.

On a second delivery to the same house I saw framed family photos on a kitchen countertop and got a good look at who wore the panties I had found. Mom was very attractive and maybe 40. There were two younger girls in the photo, but it was mom's scent that really got me hard. On a subsequent delivery I again found laundry baskets and located a pair of mom's used panties. They were a dark blue color and had light colored stains in the crotch, suggesting she had been really wet at some point or perhaps leaked cum after having sex. I tasted them mesmerized how horny a stranger's dirty panties made me. I immediately masturbated and shot a huge load onto the crotch of her panties, I couldn't help myself.

It was very horny, and I would occasionally find and enjoy dirty panties in other basements, but I never came on another pair because it seemed risky.

First real girlfriend... natural curiosity... don't most guys enjoy this? I'd go further and say that there something in the sexual chemistry in that scent which might influence compatibility... I wonder what others think?

@KinkEngineer - I once watched a bona fide medical documentary about how we're subconsciously drawn to genetic diversity in a partner, the idea being that those too similar may have the same genetic defects which might then surface harmfully in any child. Hence sex with close blood relatives is risky whilst we're somehow drawn to the foreigner or at least the outsider as safer, without knowing why.

Anyway, groups of ladies were given samples of plain white T-shirts which a variety of unseen men had sweated into. The ladies all chose the most genetically dissimilar partner based on blind sweat smell alone.

So, you may have a point. But this may not buy you much grace if caught in her laundry basket.