In the Hot Panty Girl story, I saw the used panty of my cousin living with me in the bathroom. The smell coming from it attracted me. What did I do with that panty?
In the previous part of the story, my cousin sister’s fire, you read that when my aunt’s daughter came to live in my flat, my lustful eyes started to focus on her sexy body. She was also behaving openly with me.
Now further Hot Panty Girl Story:
For the next few days, I was very involved in the office, the project had to be finalized and finished.
Moni took care of the flat in such a way that I did not have to get up even for tea or water in the middle of the office.
Having a cigarette together after lunch and dinner had become almost our routine.
Our friendship was gradually increasing every day.
Anyway, Moni had to do PhD work for two to three hours a day.
And like me, Moni also had a holiday every Saturday and Sunday.
During this time, I also spoke to Shraddha but I did not tell her anything about Moni’s shift.
However, I had informed Moni about Shraddha.
I had also understood that Moni was also having an affair with someone with whom she used to talk occasionally.
However, I never discussed this openly.
It must have been four or five days since the lockdown was imposed, it was around three or three thirty in the afternoon.
I felt the urge to urinate and I came out of the office room to urinate.
The bathroom in my master bedroom was private but the bathroom in Monika’s room had one door from inside the room and another door was connected to the living room.
That bathroom was shared with the living room and was just a few steps away from my office room.
I pulled the door and entered inside.
As soon as I entered, a whiff of a specific smell hit my nose, and my face turned in the direction from where the smell was coming.
My eyes went straight to the other door, which opened inside Moni’s room.
Behind that door, there were clothes hooks, where some of Moni’s clothes were hanging, and along with them, the main source of that aphrodisiac smell, a removed panty, was also hanging.
That dark maroon colored cotton panty, with a print of fine white dots on it, was very sexy and intoxicating.
The side strap of the panty (the strap that goes on the waist) was very thin.
It was a bikini style low-waist modern panty.
I went closer to that door and took my nose near the panty.
Uffff… that intoxicating smell… I don’t know what kind of hypnotism that smell had on me… as that smell entered my nose, I felt a different sensation in my mind… it was the smell of the same sister with whom I had played in my childhood… and now after so many years, that same smell, soaked in the juice of youth, had taken the form of an aphrodisiac, pleasing smell.
The smell of panties… I went mad.
My mind had now come to my penis.
I peeped and saw that Moni was sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing earphones and busy with something on her mobile.
Without making even the slightest sound, I closed the side door of the living room, locked it, and then locked and closed the door of Moni’s room as well.
I took down that dirty panty from the hook, and inspected every inch of it, after that I buried my nose in the panty.
The intoxicating smell of that panty made it seem that it had been worn for ten days without changing.
The hot panty was filled with the strong smell of Moni’s pussy, the sweat of her pot (the area between the pussy and the ass), and her ass.
The center of the smell was the inner part of the panty which is adjacent to the pussy; there was a crust of white discharge (vaginal discharge). On top of that crust was fresh, sticky white discharge.
I could not stop myself and tasted that fresh sticky discharge.
Ahh… the taste of the hot panty girl’s pussy is still fresh on my tongue!
That salty aroma, odorous, smelly, sticky fluid… ufff… I could not control myself and while tasting it, I licked all that discharge.
When the sticky substance finished after licking, I licked that dry crust completely.
After that I sucked and ate the entire underwear like a mad person.
My unconscious attention went to my penis which was throbbing like an iron rod in my underwear and was releasing liquid fluid by rubbing against the underwear.
Hot Panty girl Story: Tide of lust
Now my penis was ready to tear the underwear and come out.
I wrapped the hot panty around my penis and started masturbating.
I was so aroused in lust that within five minutes I was ready to ejaculate.
Finally I dropped my semen in the same panty.
The incomparable pleasure and satisfaction I got from that ejaculation is beyond my words.
After ejaculation, instead of washing the panty or putting it in the bucket, I hung it back on the same hook.
There was no logic at that time as to why I did this.
It was a mischievous move of my subconscious mind.
After that I finished urinating and came out of the bathroom.
When I came out of that bathroom, something had changed inside me.
I decided and thought that I will not do or try anything on my own but if Moni keeps giving signals from the front, then I will definitely take a chance.
She is 5 years older than me, a D.U. student. That if anyone gets a chance to rub such a young hottie, no one will miss it, then why should I?
So what if she is my sister, she is not my real sister.
She must have been fucked for sure, it is a clear hint by looking at her body and body language.
And even if something happens, we both are alone here, far from our hometowns in Delhi NCR!
That too in the outskirt area of Gurugram.
No one will get to know anything.
And Moni will not tell anyone even in her dreams… otherwise she will be the first one to get beaten up.
The bitch gives a lot of hints, such modern short clothes, such body language, along with drinking alcohol and smoking cigarettes.
It is worth taking a chance.
If successful, then the transformation from Moni Didi to Monica Darling will be unforgettable.
With this thought, I started thinking of a plan through which a sexual invitation can be sent to Moni Didi without saying anything directly.
And it did not take long to get that chance.
3rd April, 2020, Friday.
That day, along with the completion of my project, I also got the information that Monday and Tuesday i.e. 7th and 8th April will also be holidays.
And thus I will get an extended weekend.
When I shared this information with Moni, she got excited- Oh wow Neelu, finally I will get my brother for some time… you are so busy… you don’t even spend time with your sister! It’s Friday night… let’s go party tonight… what does he say?
“Why are you asking me about goodness, Didi? Is this even something to ask?” I said, choking back my laughter.
“Let me finish my work quickly… when will you be free?”
“Ummm… around 7:30 PM Didi…”
Saying this, I went to do my office work and Moni also got busy with her university work.
My work got over at 7:15 PM.
I sent the EOD email and successfully completed the project.
I was very happy because I knew that I would get a huge bonus for this successful project.
It was not even five minutes when Moni came to my office room.
Moni said- Neelu, is your work finished? Now tell me first of all…what will you have for dinner tonight…today I will make your desired dish!
“Make something light Didi…something like roti-sabzi!”
“Hey, it is Friday…tell me something interesting!”
“Listen…tonight I will make mutton, mutton korma, along with your favourite Kashmiri pulao!”
“Hey…who will make all this?”
Moni said proudly- your sister will make it, why are you taking so much tension…anyway, I am craving for non-veg since a long time brother!
“I am also craving for it Didi…let’s go and bring fresh meat.”
“Hey Neelu…this is what I wanted…let’s make the atmosphere a little corrupt today. I will make such mutton that you will keep licking your fingers.” Moni’s words were full of fun.
She was right…because we both were upper caste Brahmins who didn’t even cook eggs at home.
My family knew that I sometimes eat non-veg outside.
But Moni’s family had no clue that she was also fond of meat and fish.
In that lonely time of lockdown when people were in a tight spot, we siblings were planning to add a tangy flavour to the atmosphere of our flat.
It really felt like the beginning of an extended weekend.
I took out my bike and Moni sat behind me. Moni was wearing a tight short-sleeved top and a capri that reached a little below her knees.
Today she was a little more covered than other days.
We went to a complex near our society on our bike, where all the shops were closed except for essential items.
We went to a chick shop and got a kilo of fresh mutton packed from there, and also took a packet of spices.
It was almost quarter to eight.
There was silence outside.
While coming back from the complex towards the bike, Moni said- Yaar Neelu, is there any paan shop open at this time? It would have been fun if we could have a cigarette!
“Didi, let’s go back and smoke a cigarette… we have a huge stock of cigarettes in the flat!”
“Neelu, there is a different pleasure in smoking at a paan stall, in the open air on the roadside!”
“Oh wow Didi… this is also true… let’s find a stall!” Saying this, I started the bike and Moni sat behind.
After walking some distance, a stall was visible.
I had just started to slow down the bike to stop when something came to my mind and I sped up the bike again.
“Hey Neelu… the shop is left behind! What are you doing?? Stop na…”
“Didi, I will take you to a nice place… I have another plan in mind.”
“What kind of plan Neelu?”
“Leave all that… tell me do you have cash right now? You might need some extra.”
Moni looked in her small purse, it contained the security money she had received when she vacated the PG, all the cash.
“Yes Baba, there is enough cash… how much do you need?”
“I will tell you after reaching there Didi!” I said with a slight smile.
In the rear view mirror, I saw that Monika also smiled slightly.
She liked me surprising her like this.
And girls usually like mysterious men.
Moni was sitting behind me on the bike, clinging to me. I could feel her breasts completely on my back.
After going a little further towards the bypass, I turned the bike on another road.
After going a little further, I saw a small kiosk, there were some huts nearby.
I stopped the bike, and asked Moni to wait there.
The man sitting at the kiosk knew me, I had been there earlier too.
He greeted me by saying ‘Namaste Bhaiji’.
And then we started talking to each other.
Moni was standing near the bike and watching us from a distance.
I took two cigarettes from there and came to Moni with one cigarette in my mouth.
In two-three minutes, I came back to the bike and offered Moni the cigarette in my hand, along with the matchbox.
Moni first lit my cigarette and then lit her own cigarette with the matchbox by pressing it between her lips.
And we both started talking while smoking cigarettes.
The kiosk owner was staring at Moni while taking puffs of cigarette voraciously.
I said to Moni- Didi, I didn’t come this far just for cigarettes… he has maal available with him, if you say, I can score some?
Moni’s eyes were filled with surprise, she said to me in a low voice- Hey, really?…Maal means the same as I am thinking?
She understood that I was referring to weed or marijuana (ganja). Scoring means buying ganja, this codeword is used by experts.
“Yes didi, yes… this guy keeps proper green, unadulterated stuff. Not many people know about this place. It is a little expensive, but the quality is worth it.”
Moni said as if she was talking to a close friend and not her younger brother- Since when have you become such a Jugaadu?… I couldn’t even imagine that Jugaad can be done even in this severe lockdown!
“Didi, have you tried it before?” “Yes my brother… I had secretly tasted beer once or twice in Kanpur with my friends during my Masters. I had also tried cigarettes during my Masters. But I tasted weed for the first time in my PG only after coming to Delhi… and to tell you the truth Neelu… the pleasure of smoking a joint is a different kind of intoxication, very different from alcohol!” Moni said in one breath and almost a suppressed sigh came out of her mouth.
“Oh wow Didi!! Let’s score then… give me the cash!”
As soon as I said this, Moni took out about five thousand rupees from her purse and gave it to me.
I went back to the kiosk and that man took out a big packet from a bag on the side and handed it to me- Bhai ji, a packet worth eight hundred rupees only for you… it is Shillong stuff, it can’t be less than this!
I took the packet and smelled it, and the smell made me realise that the stuff is absolutely pure.
I gave him the money and said- do one thing, pack six packets… and adjust the money for cigarettes in it!
As soon as I said that, he packed the stuff in a black foil, along with that I also took 3-4 bundles of OCB (rolling paper) for making joints.
I took it and came to the bike, gave the packet to Moni and without delay drove the bike back towards the flat.
While going back on the bike, Moni’s happiness was clearly visible in her voice.
We came all the way talking nonsense.
It was quarter past nine by the time we came back.
Next Part of Hot Panty Girl Story: Tide of lust in lockdown- 4
