Ding Dong.
I doorbell rang and I opened the door. My sister was back after her shopping.
"It was such a long day," She said while putting down all the bag down.
"What have you got?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing just my casual stuff"
Nothing? Four big bags and nothing? Irony committed suicide there. Somehow I held myself.
"Can you give me some water"
I gave her water and she relaxed. After a couple of minutes, she went back to her room with the bags. I was still curious to know what she brought.
"I gonna take a bath," She said. I sensed an opportunity. It will take a few minutes for her to get out of the bathroom and in between those I will accomplish my task.
The moment she went inside, my search operation started. Here and there, I started searching like a madman. At the same time, I had to be careful of not making a mess of out of her room.
"Where did she kept it?" I thought to myself. I could see the bags lying on the side of the room but couldn't find the stuff inside it.
I was cursing my luck. On the verge of giving up, I opened a drawer of her wardrobe.
Alas! I got something. A small plastic bag.
Although it was only a bit of what she got from shopping still it was enough for me to do a victory dance.
I placed my hand inside and took out something which I felt like box.
It was a box actually, oh wait! Not one, two.
I took it out from backside so I flipped it to see what did it contained.
Oh man! It was a panty. A pair of them. I got aroused in a second.
Since my pre-teenage period, I had a thing for panty. I don't know why but I liked those very much, although I never got a chance to experience them and that too so close. Maybe because I decided to hide my emotions for panties inside and hold myself back. I never proceeded further in this direction otherwise it wouldn't be difficult for me to get a pair of those for myself. All it needed was a few bucks.
I opened one box and took it out. Meanwhile, my cock started getting hard and in few seconds, it was rock solid.
I touched it. It was softer than anything. I loved that a lot. A fleecy small piece of clothing, which is worn between the legs covering the areas there which are called a private part.
Being a boy, none of my underwears were that soft, not even near to that. In fact, I never saw any male underwear made while softness holding their topmost priority. Even the one I pull off every time can be considered smooth but only in parallel universe.
One more thing which attracted my attention is ladies panties were often smaller than the one which men wear. Talking about the front side, I can understand that men's underwear has a bulge because we have something stick and popped out, unlike women who only have holes over there. This justifies the fact of having a small area of panties in front but what about the back? The portion covering the butt is also generally smaller in ladies underwear than in men's.
While I was lost in enjoying them, I heard the opening of the bathroom door. My heart skipped a beat. I kept those inside the boxes. I was smart enough to only open one box and that's why I succeeded in keeping them at their place in time.
I left her room silently.
At night sleep was miles away from my eyes. My mind was occupied with thoughts about only one thing - Panty. I grabbed my mobile and starting searching about them on the net.
In Google Images, I saw numerous panties with different designs and colors. It mesmerized me completely. I was wondering why don't we have that much option.
Hipsters, french cuts, thongs, you name it. And some were seductive too like the one with transparent sides or those which had just enough fiber to cover the bum line in the back, exposing the cheeks. I started feeling my rod. But I couldn't cum in her panties as that would be a bit dicey.
So I decided to remove it. Seconds later, don't know what went through my mind, I talked myself out of it. My urge also went down, probably because I was feeling sleepy and within minutes I slept with that on.
"Are you wearing my panty?" I woke up by a scream.
I opened my eyes and saw my sister standing next to me.
"Are you wearing my panty?" She repeated. While gaining consciousness, I wondered how does she know? As far as I could recall, I played safe while wearing it.
"What? I didn't..I mean why would I?" I stuttered.
"Don't lie to me. I saw it" she shouted.
I thought of ways in which she could know Did she debag me in sleep? No she can't. Then what?
Oh, wait! Maybe my shorts sagged, while I was sleeping, and exposed my(actually her) panty to air. Although I was sure still I proceeded to conform.
"How do you know?"
"I've been searching for it since a while. Then I entered your room and saw you wearing those. The sagging of your shorts revealed that to me"
Yes, I was right.
"Tell me why did you do that?" I kept silent.
"Tell me or I'll call mom" she warned me with a high pitched volume. I was petrified about what to say.
Surely, I couldn't reveal my fantasy to her otherwise hell would've broken loose on me. I was searching for ways to escape this situation.
"Are you going to tell me or should I call the mom"
"No, wait," I begged.
"I'll tell you why I was in that?"
"Go ahead"
"I was wearing it because............it's soft"
"What ?"
"Yeah. They are too soft which I love. As a man, I never came across male underwear so soft. I wanted to feel it, that's why I wore it"
"Are you serious?" She giggled.
"Yeah. I'm fond of panties, only because of their softness."
The very next second she burst into laughter. I lowered the bar of danger. Her laughter had no end and I was happy. All her anger was gone.
That day, I dodged a bullet.
I doorbell rang and I opened the door. My sister was back after her shopping.
"It was such a long day," She said while putting down all the bag down.
"What have you got?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing just my casual stuff"
Nothing? Four big bags and nothing? Irony committed suicide there. Somehow I held myself.
"Can you give me some water"
I gave her water and she relaxed. After a couple of minutes, she went back to her room with the bags. I was still curious to know what she brought.
"I gonna take a bath," She said. I sensed an opportunity. It will take a few minutes for her to get out of the bathroom and in between those I will accomplish my task.
The moment she went inside, my search operation started. Here and there, I started searching like a madman. At the same time, I had to be careful of not making a mess of out of her room.
"Where did she kept it?" I thought to myself. I could see the bags lying on the side of the room but couldn't find the stuff inside it.
I was cursing my luck. On the verge of giving up, I opened a drawer of her wardrobe.
Alas! I got something. A small plastic bag.
Although it was only a bit of what she got from shopping still it was enough for me to do a victory dance.
I placed my hand inside and took out something which I felt like box.
It was a box actually, oh wait! Not one, two.
I took it out from backside so I flipped it to see what did it contained.
Oh man! It was a panty. A pair of them. I got aroused in a second.
Since my pre-teenage period, I had a thing for panty. I don't know why but I liked those very much, although I never got a chance to experience them and that too so close. Maybe because I decided to hide my emotions for panties inside and hold myself back. I never proceeded further in this direction otherwise it wouldn't be difficult for me to get a pair of those for myself. All it needed was a few bucks.
I opened one box and took it out. Meanwhile, my cock started getting hard and in few seconds, it was rock solid.
I touched it. It was softer than anything. I loved that a lot. A fleecy small piece of clothing, which is worn between the legs covering the areas there which are called a private part.
Being a boy, none of my underwears were that soft, not even near to that. In fact, I never saw any male underwear made while softness holding their topmost priority. Even the one I pull off every time can be considered smooth but only in parallel universe.
One more thing which attracted my attention is ladies panties were often smaller than the one which men wear. Talking about the front side, I can understand that men's underwear has a bulge because we have something stick and popped out, unlike women who only have holes over there. This justifies the fact of having a small area of panties in front but what about the back? The portion covering the butt is also generally smaller in ladies underwear than in men's.
While I was lost in enjoying them, I heard the opening of the bathroom door. My heart skipped a beat. I kept those inside the boxes. I was smart enough to only open one box and that's why I succeeded in keeping them at their place in time.
I left her room silently.
At night sleep was miles away from my eyes. My mind was occupied with thoughts about only one thing - Panty. I grabbed my mobile and starting searching about them on the net.
In Google Images, I saw numerous panties with different designs and colors. It mesmerized me completely. I was wondering why don't we have that much option.
Hipsters, french cuts, thongs, you name it. And some were seductive too like the one with transparent sides or those which had just enough fiber to cover the bum line in the back, exposing the cheeks. I started feeling my rod. But I couldn't cum in her panties as that would be a bit dicey.
So I decided to remove it. Seconds later, don't know what went through my mind, I talked myself out of it. My urge also went down, probably because I was feeling sleepy and within minutes I slept with that on.
"Are you wearing my panty?" I woke up by a scream.
I opened my eyes and saw my sister standing next to me.
"Are you wearing my panty?" She repeated. While gaining consciousness, I wondered how does she know? As far as I could recall, I played safe while wearing it.
"What? I didn't..I mean why would I?" I stuttered.
"Don't lie to me. I saw it" she shouted.
I thought of ways in which she could know Did she debag me in sleep? No she can't. Then what?
Oh, wait! Maybe my shorts sagged, while I was sleeping, and exposed my(actually her) panty to air. Although I was sure still I proceeded to conform.
"How do you know?"
"I've been searching for it since a while. Then I entered your room and saw you wearing those. The sagging of your shorts revealed that to me"
Yes, I was right.
"Tell me why did you do that?" I kept silent.
"Tell me or I'll call mom" she warned me with a high pitched volume. I was petrified about what to say.
Surely, I couldn't reveal my fantasy to her otherwise hell would've broken loose on me. I was searching for ways to escape this situation.
"Are you going to tell me or should I call the mom"
"No, wait," I begged.
"I'll tell you why I was in that?"
"Go ahead"
"I was wearing it because............it's soft"
"What ?"
"Yeah. They are too soft which I love. As a man, I never came across male underwear so soft. I wanted to feel it, that's why I wore it"
"Are you serious?" She giggled.
"Yeah. I'm fond of panties, only because of their softness."
The very next second she burst into laughter. I lowered the bar of danger. Her laughter had no end and I was happy. All her anger was gone.
That day, I dodged a bullet.
