As Nicolly and Thay continued their antics, their roommate found himself trapped between the bed and their wrathful intentions. His pitiful attempts at resistance were futile as they moved closer, grinning like mischievous cats ready to play with their helpless prey. "You like to play with our smelly panties, don't you?" Nicolly asked with a smirk, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The loser could only meekly nod in response, knowing that he had been caught red-handed.
"Well," Thay chimed in, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "we're going to give you a little more unwanted attention." With that, she grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him closer, her breath tickling his ear as she spoke. "You always liked sniffing our panties, didn't you?" She asked, a devilish glint in her eye. Before he could respond, she yanked his head down towards her crotch, her dirty panties all too close to his nose. "Go ahead," she purred, "take a whiff."
He hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether he really wanted to, but the intoxicating scent of their sweat and a hint of their feminine musk was already overpowering his senses. Slowly, tentatively, he inhaled deeply through his nose, eyes rolling back in pleasure as the pungent aroma filled his nostrils.
Nicolly couldn't help but laugh at his depraved response. "You like it, don't you?" She taunted, her voice full of amusement. Thay joined in, slapping him playfully across the face while pressing her nether region against his face. "Tell us," she demanded, her voice now holding a dangerous edge, "who do you like more? Me or Nicolly?"
The question caught him off guard, but he knew that answering incorrectly could lead to dire consequences. "I... I like you both," he stammered, unable to meet either girl's eyes. The response seemed to satisfy them, at least for now, as they continued their game with renewed vigor.
Thay pushed her panties further into his face, grinding her hips against him in a way that was simultaneously erotic and threatening. Nicolly, meanwhile, reached down and pulled her own panties aside, presenting her swollen, moist folds to his unwilling gaze. "You like this too, don't you?" She asked, her voice dripping with seduction.
He felt a hand on his cock, squeezing gently but firmly. It was clear that they intended to use him for their own amusement, and there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't even bring himself to protest as Thay began to grind her hips against his face, her foul-smelling panties now pressed tightly against his mouth.
As she moved, Nicolly leaned in close, whispering darkly in his ear. "You like this, don't you?" She asked, her breath hot against his skin. He nodded weakly, tears of shame and arousal streaming down his cheeks as he succumbed to their unyielding demands.
In the end, it was over quickly. A sudden shift in weight from Thay told him that she was about to climax, and sure enough, a torrent of hot liquid flooded his face a moment later. She kept grinding against him even after she'd finished, her body still convulsing with pleasure as she rode out her orgasm.
Finally, Nicolly pulled her panties away and stepped back, leaving him covered in their combined juices and sweat. He wiped his face on his shirt, trying to clean off the mess as best he could, but it was clear that this was just the beginning of their twisted game.
As he sat there, shivering and ashamed, he couldn't help but wonder how he had gotten himself into such a situation. It all started with a simple curiosity about their smelly panties... and now it seemed like there was no escape.
