Cleaning the Sweaty Girl

Becoming a B. O. Cleaner

It all started when I was a gas station clerk. It was 93 degrees outside on a summer day. It was pretty slow but then someone came in, a woman in construction gear.

She has these overalls on over a white t shirt, totally covered in dust and concrete it seemed. Despite the overalls, it was clear she had a tight body with a little muscle on her. She had wavy, blondish brown hair with these gorgeous dark blue eyes. Her nose was a bit pointy, with a septum piercing and a mole next her her mouth. Her lips were pink and perfect, and she had a few different piercings on both of her ears.

Once I saw her I was instantly excited for her to get to the register. She grabbed a couple giant waters and then headed over to me.

"Hello, how are you doin," I said to her.

"Sweating balls," she said approaching the register. The closer she got, the more I could smell her. The salty musk of her sweaty body became stronger. I noticed her skin was shiny in sweat and her white t shirt had noticeable but small sweat stains under her armpits.

Something came over me as I scanned her water and said, "well at least you smell good." I paused for a second, realizing what I said, and side eyed her reaction.

She chuckled and said, "I know I probably smell terrible. I've covered in sweat for hours,"

"Nah" I said, realizing I might've sounded like a dick. "I don't mind it. You just need a good cleaner is all." The words fell out of my mouth. My nervousness got the better of me and let me say that.

I was about to tell her to have a nice day and cover my face in shame when she said with heavy eye contact, "Or just a good tongue."

Fast forward through a phone number exchange, a bit of chatting and learning her name Kaycee, and I'm on the couch on my next day off just waiting. We had plans for her to come by my place after her work to hangout a bit. She offered to shower and change before but I told her there was no need. Even though today was hotter at 101 degrees.

I heard a knock at the door and answered. There she was in her sweaty glory. Same overalls and t shirt, although now she had much more noticable pit stains and even a bit of titty sweat marks. I could practically smell her B. O. through the door- but the musky scent of sweat was prevalent from this beautiful stunning woman.

She gave me a smile, "Hey pretty boy, ready to put that tongue to use?" cutting straight to it.

I nodded excited, still talking in her scent. She came inside the apartment and I showed her around until my room, where immediately she removed the straps of her overalls and she began to undress. She slipped the denim off and there I saw her perfect figure, wrapped with a blue cotton thong with ribbed fabric. She had a clear bush poking out. I could see a clear moisture presence, and the scent of Vagina musk immediately entered the air.

I immediately became hard. I moved my tattooed arm down to begin undressing when she said, "No boy, you won't be needing to do that. Sit on the bed and wait for instructions like a good boy." And so, I did. she then became taking her t-shirt off, adding to the B. O. sweat in the air. Her scent was absolutely intoxicating, and I sat there with my heart racing enjoying every second of it. She had several more moles along her body, with one in her inner thigh and another on top of her right tit.

Then Kaycee takes her sweaty bra off. "Time to get to work." Her beautiful tits sprung in my face as she guided my head towards her chest with her hand. Instinctively, I stick my tongue out along her sternum. As she grabbed the back of my head and gently guided it, I placed my hands on her bare hips. Her skin was clammy and sticky, every inch of her coated in sweat.

I didn't taste much around her beautiful tits, but I made sure to lick her chest and titty sweat clean.

"Good job, you really are a submissive little cleaner," Kaycee said.

"Yes miss, I'd love to serve you," I said.

She rotated her body and said, "Good, here's where you'll really be put to work. Take your time good boy." She raised her arm in the air and exposed her bushed, stinky armpit.

The scent of B. O. was at it's most pungent now, practically being able to taste it. My 6" cock was pressing hard against my shorts, struggling to break free. I hesitated for a second and remembered the poor taste of deodorant. She must've read my eyes and said, "Don't worry, I don't wear any,"

Perfect. Which I should've figured already. I slowly stuck my tongue out and began to met her armpit bush, already soaked in B. O. Her sweaty pit was still soaked to the touch, including her bush which was damp. My tongue made this realization as soon as it met. Instantly, the salty taste of B. O. entered my mouth. I slowly ran my tongue up, and down her brown bush of armit hair, tasting every salty inch, inhaling as much as I could. She moaned as I pressed my entire tongue flat up on her to make sure to gather every bead of sweat and clean every hair.

The feeling of having this stunning womans' stench in my mouth was intoxicating. I had never been so lucky before. As she was givjng little pleasured moans I became incredibly invested into cleaning her. I mustve lapped up her arpmit for 5 minutes or so, tasting and inhaling every little bit of it. When i was done, it was perfectly clean with the smell much more gone.

"Good job pretty boy!" she said with the likness as if she was telling a dog good job for learning a trick. She rotated again and presented to me her next armpit, still fresh with sweat and odor. My mind became ecstatic realizing I had another source of her amazing scent to absorb in every way possible.

She wasnt super muscular, but she definitely had more toned biceps than I do. This time she quicky pushed my head towards it, seeming just as excited as I was to continue. "I want your entire face to smell like my armpit odor, marking my territory on my little cleaning toy," she said in a controlling tone.

This made me lose all semblance I had left as I started feverishly going to town on her next dripping wet, matted down, hairy armpit. The pleasure going through my mind was unstoppable. After a few moments of lapping her up, I just began to suck on her skin and hair, sucking up beads of sweat off her skin, and her armpit hair dry. Her salty musky scent was entirely suck in my nose and I could feel her armpit sweat and stretch all over my face. I was truly a toy marked and being used.

Finally, after several minutes off me uncontrollably worshipping her stink, Kaycee began to retract. "Alright pretty boy, you did such a good job today, didn't you?" she began stroking my hair, praising me, " Do you think you could do one more thing for Mommy?"

Instantly, I nodded like a mad man and said, "Yes miss please, please I'll do anything for you. You taste and smell so fucking good I can't get enough. I would happily worship your whole body every day,"

She laughed and said, " Now that's a good boy. Maybe one of these days we'll let you play with my sweaty, stinky feet. But you'll have to earn that first."

I nodded excited while she added, "But first I want to use your face as my fucktoy."

And without hesitation or explanation, she took total control of the situation in a CNC aspect. At first i struggled a little and resisted but in the end this was the best experience of my life.

Kaycee pushed me onto the ground and had my back and head leaning against my bed. Then she made me put on some handcuffs I had with my hands behind my back. My eyes were met with her pretty panties, still soaked and enveloped in a musk special to it. She pressed both of her hands on either side of my head and held them there, forcing my head back against the bed.

She then began to grind her pantied cunt across my face like an animal. Rough, aggressive and forceful. Her voice changed from a soothing Dom to a primal-like rage. She started growling and saying things I couldn't hear while she dragged her musky, moist cunt all over my face, my nose, over my eyes, back down, especially rough on the mouth. I had no control or time to get a word in or breath in while she aggressively ground her cunt into my mouth. Her pussy stink was all over my face now and I couldn't stop her as she humped my mouth with her stinky cunt like an animal. The ribbed fabric began to irritate and hurt my face, but that didn't matter. My focus was giving pleasure.

Kaycee paused momentarily to take her panties off, which at this point were soaked with a mix of sweat and her own arousal. Her bush was revealed, a beautiful light brown also coated in sweat, and some hairs even had some creme dripping from them.

She wasted no time after taking her panties off and grabbed my head to begin to using my face again. I wasn't sure which part was giving her pleasure, but I didn't mind as I sat there while she rubbed her sweaty, wet cunt all over my face. Her desperate little moans became louder as she focused her pussy around my mouth, not settling for any second to let me lick or suck, just grinding it around madly wherever she could. I had never been face fucked like this before, but I think It's the hottest thing that ever happened to me.

My face was dripping with her cream and arousal at this point, her musky cunt scent sprayed all over my face. We were there for 10, 15 minutes while she animalistically drove her cunt into my face.

"You like that pretty boy?" Kaycee asked. I couldn't get any words out as she was still grinding the fuck out of my face with her wet cunt. Between the fabric and her juices, my mouth and nose started to become very dried out, but I didn't mind.

"You're so fucking disgusting, you know that? No pathetic toy like you as ever enjoyed my smelly pussy in their face like this" she began to grind harder. "You like that fishy smell don't you, you little pervert? You like tasting my sweat and filth don't you?" She began to let out little moans in between, "Fuck you you disgusting tongue pig. Eat my fucking sweat you armpit licker!"

She was grinding on my lips in tiny little motions now, but faster than. She began to pull my hair and slam my head against the matress while she screamed and came all over my lips. For at leats 2 minutes, she was screaming rubbing her bush all over my face.

Finally she let go of me to look at her toy. My face was very red, most notably around my mouth and chin. It hurt and the smell of stink was all over me, her pussy juice literally dripping down my chin into a small puddle on my shorts. My hair was a mess and the second she pulled away, I just needed to breathe.

"Fuck," Kaycee said, panting. "I love fucking your pathetic little lips," she spat on my mouth and then turned around and began getting dressed. "If you liked that enough," she said, "Then you'll have to see what I else I can do to you."

I was still in a silent shock enjoying the taste of her pussy, sitting on the ground when she grabbed my chin, looked at me and said, "Next time, maybe you can be my little foot slave."

Thanks for reading! Rare scent-focused kink stuff. Feel free to leave any comments, especially if anyone wants to hear the crazy shit she did with her feet. Thanks!