Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 7 by Shibbar Shibbar

What do you do?

Sniff her panties

Please log in to view the image

You choose a pair of panties that cought your eye, a plain pink one, and hold it up to your nose. You breathe in deeply, a womanly scent, a mixture of sweat and faint fluids. It's rich like a fancy dessert, it's delicious and you want to have more, but if you have too much you'll pass out.

Soon however, just sniffing her panties is not enough, and your thoughts float toward more lewd ideas. You unzip your pants, your cock already rock hard from caching whiffs of pussy, and wrap the pair of panties around it, stroking up and down slowly. It feels great, the soft fabric caressing your sensitive flesh, and you just can't hold back as your pleasure hits it's peak, sending a heavy, sticky load onto the inside of the panties. You lift the panties once more up to your nose and give it another sniff, the smell of your manhood and her womanhood intoxicating you.

"You having fun there?"

You turn around, a shocked expression on your face. Susanne standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her body, though it clings to her form, not leaving much to the imagination. There's a gun in her hand, a 9mm pistol, and it's aimed straight at you.

"I had the decency to let you finish. That was quite a fun show you put on, and I look forward to wearing those, but didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to enter a ladies room uninvited?" She takes a step closer. "I'm sorry, you seem like a fun guy, but I'd rather not take any chances."

She fires the gun straight at your chest, and once more, piercing your stomach. You crumple to the floor, bleeding profusely all over the wooden boards. Susanne walks over and grabs the undies that were clutched in your hands. She drops her towel, revealing her light brown skin, and acts out a last peep-show for you, bending over and shaking her cute plump little rear, as she slides the moist undies up her legs, and finally around her waist and snatch.

"Ooh these are sooooo comfy. I gotta' get more guys to do this to my undies..." She flashes you a grin, and that's the last thing you see as you pass out from blood loss.

You are dead. Game Over.

Comments

      Want to support CHYOA?
      Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)