Warning: Ass sniffing, feet worship, smell, sweat, Bj, pussy eating.
Chapter 1: Eren caught sniffing: A fragrant beginning.
Eren sneaked into Mikasa's room, his heart pounded with a mix of excitement and nerves. After a quick glance to ensure no one saw him, he carefully closed the door behind him. Letting out a sigh of relief, he moved towards her pile of dirty clothes, inhaling the scent of her lingering in the air.
Standing in front of the pile, he swallowed nervously. As he sifted through the garments, the intoxicating smell of her sweat and essence filled his senses. He glanced outside the window, ensuring it was evening. Mikasa was usually out training at the camp 5 kilometers away at this hour of the day, so he didn't expect any interruptions.
He turned his attention back to the garments, grabbing her damp jacket and tossing it aside. He continued to sift through the clothes until his hand found the fabric he had been searching for. Her white panties damp from her sweat. The smell was almost fresh.
He experienced a jolt of arousal at the sight before him, the sensation of Mikasa's underwear in his hands heightening his senses. His penis started to erect beneath his pants. His breath quickened as he brought her underwear to his nose, inhaling deeply, his body reacting to the arousing aroma. His cock bricked up almost immediately once he felt the damp sensation of her underwear on his face.
In his mind, he imagined Mikasa sitting on his face right after her routine training. He inhaled deeply, his senses engulfed in the intoxicating aroma. He began to lick the underwear, salty and sweet taste filling his sense of taste. He pressed the panties against his face almost violently.
The discomfort due to his cock trying to harden against the tight underwear, he was wearing, became almost unbearable. And the extreme horniness he felt – it was impossible to not stroke his meat. He swiftly unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants. He traced the erection through the fabric of his underwear, imagining as if Mikasa was doing it.
He lowered his underwear and brought his erect manhood out. His heart was racing and he started to pant heavily. The sun was no longer visible through the window. He knew he had to act quickly and make his way back. Although he didn't expect Mikasa to return anytime soon, he wanted to be cautious. He skimmed through her pile of dirty clothes, searching for her dirty socks.
Once he found it, he immediately inserted them in his mouth. He clenched Mikasa's panties in his left hand and brought it to his face, pressing it against his nose. His senses were filled with the intoxicating aroma, and he was in bliss, feeling right at home. He inhaled deeply, savored the taste of her dirty socks, swallowing his intoxicated flavored spit.
His dick was leaking like it caught flu. The pleasure cursed through his veins. His vision clouded as he started jerking to the intoxicating experience. Certain moans escaped his lips. His hips started swaying back and forth as he tried to edge, his precum trailed its way to the table in front of him.
His mind raced to imagining the curves of Mikasa's magnificent huge ass in her tight survey-corps pants. For a moment, he imagined her undersized pants tearing off not being able to withstand the pressure of her big booty. Her white ass cheeks glowing with sweat, her panties running through her crack jumping into his vision and her pants fading away. He furthered imagined a drop of her sweat falling on the ground, he inhaled and licked her panties forcefully as if he was trying to catch that drop of sweat he imagined falling from Mikasa's ass.
He increased the frequency of his strokes as the story he created in his mind hit the right spot in his heart, which like a sting increased its pace of beating. He mouth dried up as the sock in his mouth absorbed all his saliva. He was moaning uncontrollably as his muscles tensed up; he was on the edge.
With a swift back and forth motion of his hips and the intensified stroking, he exploded into ecstasy. Time seemed to slow down as he rode the waves of bliss, lost in the throes of a truly mind blowing climax. His tensed up muscles relaxed in harmony sending a wave of pure bliss cursing through his veins. He lowered the panties in his hands, and just stared at the ceiling enjoying the momentary pleasure his mind was engulfed into. It was truly the most intense orgasm he has ever had.
The socks was still in his mouth. In the depth of pleasure, he must've forgotten he had Mikasa's socks stuffed in his mouth. Or perhaps, he wanted to taste it a little more.
He was too lost in his own world to hear the footsteps approaching the room where he had just committed the unholy deed. He stood there, momentarily unaware of anything but the lingering scent and his own emotions. His manhood was still exposed, but worst – it was covered in his semen and so were the pile of Mikasa's clothes laying in front of him.
And with an almost poetic twist of fate, the door slowly creaked open, revealing Mikasa herself. She typically didn't return at this hour, but today she decided to rest briefly after her training and came back early. Eren had been meticulously planning his actions for an entire week, ensuring that no one would interrupt him at this time of day. However, no matter how carefully one calculates, uncertainties are inherently unpredictable. If one could anticipate uncertainty in advance, it would cease to be uncertainty in essence.
Eren's gaze met Mikasa's, and the wave of pleasure he had been experiencing was instantly replaced by a rush of embarrassment. Mikasa stood there, shocked and blushing in embarrassment. "Eren—" was the only word that escaped her lips.
"Mmmm mm-m," Eren mumbled, not realizing that Mikasa's socks were still in his mouth. His words were trapped, unable to escape, adding another layer of embarrassment to his already mortifying situation.
Though Mikasa felt uneasy about the situation she had stumbled upon, she couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it. "Why do you have my socks in your mouth, dummy?" she asked, laughing hysterically.
Eren quickly removed the socks from his mouth, and the dryness in his throat was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He began coughing uncontrollably, the dryness of his throat clearly causing the fit. Mikasa set aside the bag she was holding, filled a wooden glass with water, and handed it to him. "Here. Drink this."
He quickly took the water from her hands and, with a swift movement of his Adam's apple, swallowed it all. He exhaled deeply afterward and exclaimed, "Thanks."
Mikasa's eyes wandered off to his exposed manhood covered in his cum. She smiled innocently. Eren upon realizing his exposed state attempted to hide it with his hands. "Don't stare," Eren said in embarrassment.
Mikasa couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't try to hide now. I've seen it, in its worst state, to be honest."
Eren couldn't muster a response. He just bowed his head down in shame.
"And the mess you have made on my clothes….."
"I am sorry about that…..Mikasa. It was a mista-ke, plea-se don't t-ell an-yon-e."
Mikasa smiled wryly. "You had my dirty socks in your mouth. Do you like the taste?"
Eren's face flushed red with embarrassment. His nonchalant personality attempting to take over. "N-o! NO! NO! It's nothing like that. I can explain-,"
Mikasa interrupted him by suddenly getting closer and pulling his ear. She smiled in a mocking fashion. "Don't lie to me. Your ears are red. It measn you must be hiding something."
Having Mikasa this close was a having a toll on his senses. He was still exposed down there. His erection was returning. He just bowed his head down in shame and nodded.
Mikasa smiled mischievously. "You know, Eren. If you had asked me you were into this I might've indulged in it with you."
Eren's heart skipped a beat at her words. "Wh-what?" the words escaped his mouth in disbelief.
Mikasa cheeks turned a light shade of red. Mikasa leaned in close, her breath warm and gentle against Eren's ear. Her voice, barely more than a whisper, carried a softness that contrasted sharply with the tension of the moment. "We can have so much fun together, Ereh," she murmured, her words barely audible yet unmistakably clear, as if each syllable was meant solely for him.
His heart started to pound hardly as he gulped. She took his hand and guided it towards her ass. "Feel me, Eren," Mikasa said with an innocent face.
With the movement of that of a robot, Eren started to caress her ass cheeks. He pressed her slightly which led to a moan escaping Mikasa's mouth. She moved closer to Eren's body, her hands exploring his hands. He pushed his groin against Mikasa's that made her laugh. Mikasa's gaze met Eren's and they stared into each other's souls blushing.
"Do you really want this?" Eren asked innocently, failing to understand why Mikasa didn't shun him for his creep behavior.
Mikasa nodded with a chuckle. "I have been wanting this ti happen between us, Ereh."
Both of them blushed deeply as Eren slowly leaned in for a kiss. Mikasa placed her finger gently on Eren's lips and said, "Nah uh uh. I'm not kissing that dirty mouth of yours. I can smell my socks on your breath." She giggled, her eyes twinkling with amusement and mischief.
Eren pulled away in embarrassment. He still had a hard time admitting in front of Mikasa of all girls that he was submissive in nature. Mikasa could tell by the throbbing and leaking of his dick that he was enjoying it. She smiled deviously as she turned around and bended her back a little. Eren's heart was beating so hard he thought it would break away from his chest. He swallowed anxiously.
The view of her ass was directly in front her, all for him to see. The view he had crafted in his mind after stealing glances at her ass was at last in front of him. But his manliness wasn't allowing him to admit he was into it. Mikasa sensed it pretty quickly. "If you want me to sit on your face and do something about that aching erection of yours, lay down on the floor," Mikasa said deviously, her tone filled with mischief.
Eren's eyes widened in denial. Surely it must not be this easy to get Mikasa to do it.
Mikasa sensed his hesitation. "Think it over carefully, Eren. I've just returned from training and I'm sweaty as hell right now. Or do you want me to back off?"
Eren swallowed nervously once more. How was she able to reference his fantasies repeatedly? Was he really that easy to read? Despite his apprehension, he decided to take the chance. After all, it was once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He laid down on the floor upright. Mikasa smirked deviously. "I knew you wouldn't back out."
She strolled forward with her hands tucked behind her back. Eren's eyes gazed at her boots that were just some centimeters away from his face. He got an overwhelming urge to lick them clean but he managed to suppress it. Mikasa raised her foot and placed it on the other side of his head, her body now faced her dick.
Mikasa stood directly above Eren's face. The scene before Eren aroused him deeply, his heart racing at the sight of her poised above him.
As Mikasa slowly descended, her movements deliberate and tantalizing, Eren's anticipation grew with each passing moment. The air was thick with heady mix of tension and arousal, both of them caught in the throes of forbidden desire.
With gentle precision, Mikasa lowered herself onto Eren's face, ensuring her sweaty and smelly ass crack pressed against his eager nostrils. The pungent and scent of her essence enveloped him, igniting a primal need within him. Eren's senses were overwhelmed by the intimate contact, his body responding instinctively to the taboo act.
The sensation of Mikasa's weight pressing down on him, her intoxicating aroma filling his senses, heightened the intensity of the moment. They were both consumed by the raw, unbrilled energy between them, lost in a world where only their forbidden connection existed.
Engulfed in intoxicating aroma, Eren's ears picked up Mikasa's words. "Dig in, Eren. I am sure you would still be able to smell a lot through the fabric of my pants. You can grab my cheeks if you want."
Eren was too aroused and surprised to speak. He senses were signaling his brain to release more dopamine. He was in total bliss. His eyes were directly in front of her massive ass and nose were constantly picking her scent. He grabbed her ass cheeks to help him in dig in more forcefully.
Mikasa moaned with her one eye closed. She shifted her attention to Eren's eager member who was begging for attention. She grabbed his manhood with her right hand and used her other hands to gently press her ball sack, to avoid him reaching climax easily. Eren moaned with his face still pressed against her ass.
She stroked and edged him continuously. With each passing edge, the movement of his hips was intensifying as well. His moan were getting louder too. Mikasa was enjoying having this much control on him. "Tell me, Eren. Are you enjoying this?" she asked.
"Your ass – it smells so good." Eren replied.
Mikasa chuckled. After their unholy encounter, this was the first time he managed to speak. "I'll let you smell it raw if this continues between us."
"Yes, Mikasa. I want us to be together," Eren exclaimed that earned a chuckle from Mikasa.
"And now let me handle our little buddy here," she said seductively before putting his manhood in her mouth. Eren gasped as he didn't expect it. His moans fueled Mikasa's desires.
With each expert movement of Mikasa's tongue, Eren's arousal grew, his desire reaching a fever pitch. Meanwhile, the sweet, musky aroma of Mikasa's ass filled his senses, adding an extra layer of stimulation to the already intense experience.
Eren couldn't help himself as he buried his face deeper in Mikasa's warm, inviting flesh, inhaling deeply as he felt her lips and tongue work their magic on him. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
Finally, with a guttural cry of pleasure, Eren reached his climax, his body tensing as he released himself into Mikasa's waiting mouth. As he shuddered with the force of his release, Mikasa continued to pleasure him, her movements ensuring every last drop of his cum was savored.
Breathless and spent, Eren collapsed back, his heart pounding in his chest as he reveled in the intensity of the experience. The orgasm was definitely more intense than when he was masturbating with her panties. Mikasa, her own desire still burning bright, looked up at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes, her lips glistening with his cum.
"Now it's your turn, Eren," she purred. Eren's eyes shifted his gaze to look at her.
Mikasa, her gaze smoldering with desire, wasted no time in unbuckling her pants, revealing her perfect glistening – perhaps from the sweat – pussy. Eren's breath caught in is throat at the sight of her bare legs and pussy, the arousal burning hotter within him – even though he had just climaxed. The night was just keep getting better and better.
With a commanding tone, Mikasa ordered Eren to come closer and taste her, his own passion and eagerness driving him forward. He crawled forward until he was kneeling directly beneath her pussy. His heart racing with anticipation.
He slowly put his tongue on her, the taste and her wetness engulfing his mouth almost immediately. Mikasa let out a moan of relief. She guided his tongue with expert precision, showing him exactly how she liked to be pleased. "Learn this, Eren. You'll have to do this in future without my assistance."
Eren's arousal skyrocketed as he followed Mikasa's lead, the taste and feel of her pussy driving him wild with desire. The way she arched her back and moaned softly only fueled his fervor, his own pleasure taking a backseat to her satisfaction.
Mikasa's hands in his hair, guiding his movements, sent shivers of delight down Eren's spine. The way she responded to his every touch, her gasps and moans of pleasure, filled him with a sense of accomplished and yearning for more.
As Eren continued to worship her with his tongue, driving her to brink of ecstasy, Mikasa's body quivered with delight. The intensity of the moment, the raw, primal connection between them, left them both breathless and wanting more.
In that moment, as Eren lavished her with his devotion Mikasa felt a surge of power and passion unlike anything she had experienced before. And as she reached the peak of pleasure, she knew it was just the beginning of the deep, intoxicating connection they shared.
Mikasa released her juices into his eager mouth. Eren showed no hesitation to swallow it all. They both looked at each other panting, blushing and in state of bliss. "I love you Eren," Mikasa declared innocently. "I love you too. I never got the courage to approach you, but I always have," Eren reciprocated his feelings. They both stared at each other with watery eyes of emotions.
"I'll come back tomorrow. I wish I could cuddle you up and sleep but we might get kicked out if the instructor finds out," Eren said pulling his pants up. Mikasa mischievously stopped him with her foot. "Not so fast, Eren. First, clean up the mess you made behind my back," she ordered, pointing towards the pile of clothes he had used for his unholy needs.
Eren looked at her with a sheepish grin and said, "Sure thing. I guess this is what they mean by 'cleaning up your act,' huh?"
"You are not funny, Eren," Mikasa replied smiling.
Eren chuckled before turning around toward the pile of cothes she wanted him to clean. Mikasa stopped him in his racks once again. "Do it naked," Mikasa said deviously with the confidence as if she owned him. Her confidence fueled Eren's arousal and there was no way he could've went against her. He slowly removed his clothes while Mikasa watched him with delight.
Soon, Eren stood in front of her naked. She examined every inch of her body with lustful eyes. "Can't believe every inch of this body belongs to me now," Mikasa said wryly. "It sure does," Eren replied and they both laughed.
As Eren got busy doing her laundry, Mikasa was removing her clothes in the bedroom. She stepped into the bathroom, where Eren was washing her clothes, fully naked. She slowly moved forward and embraced him from the behind. Eren gulped as he wasn't expecting that. He was seeing her naked for the first time, and it was the most beautiful sight he had ever beheld. He could feel her boobs pressing against his back. He placed his hands on her arms and closed his eyes. They both felt right at home in each other's embrace.