Didi tum to apni ho phir jaldi kasi.mana apna lund us ki kori pa rakhi hi thaa ki us ka pani nikal gaya .mana jasa hi jor dala to didi ko drd hona lag...a .mana apna dosto sa su n rakha tha ki kuwari ladki ko churu ma dard hota ha.es liya usa achi trah pakdna chiya thabi mana pura jor lga diya mara lund mota mota hoto ko chirta hua.under ki traf jana laga udher didi ko dard ho rtaha tha us ka mu sa dard ki krah nikal rahi thi hii aaaahhhhhhh haaa hayyyy bhai bhai choodd da margiiBhai nahi please. She was so breathtaking I nearly lost my balance. We greeted each other with hugs and small talk and proceeded with dinner. She was delightful company. I stole glances as best I could of her shapely legs. I remembered the muscular way she has held me when we were about slip and fall off the university staircase and I couldn’t wait to have her touch me again. Dinner was over with before I could even blink it seemed. Swarna stood and fished a slip of paper out of her purse and handed it to me. I. I complained it to her and went back home.Since then we used to communicate often. Once I complemented on her looks and she was very shy. Then I said she looked damn hot. This made her give a smile and run away in the house. Knowing that no one was in there except her, I went in, closed the door and followed her to the living room. I asked her if I could kiss her once. She straightly refused. I requested too much for the next few minutes and she said she will let me do it; only once!I slowly. ‘Yeah… yeah, it’s just that,’ and she touched her hair self consciously, ‘I… I didn’t expect to see anyone here… let alone you.’ ‘Well, would you like me to go away?’ ‘No, no it’s not that… it’s just… been a long time.’ ‘Three years,’ he said without any hesitation. ‘I’m back in town for the weekend, visiting my father. He ran out of his favorite cookies,’ he said holding up a bag of iced animal cookies, ‘and I volunteered my services as a good son to go and get him some more.’ ‘How is your dad.