Ye mere 2nd story hai pehli wala mere regional language ki hai ab mai hindi mai bol rahi hu kuch mistake hua hoga toh jarur maaf kar dena.Ye story mer... didi ki hai aur 100% real hai aur jo fake samajte unko samajne do kue ki mai real hu upper wala ko v pata hai ki mai kya hu jyada boring na karte topic pe ata hu.Toh ye baat 2012 ki hai tab mere age 19 aur didi ki 23 uska naam meeta hai us tym didi ki figure- 34 30 36 hai naam aur figure se pata chal raha hai ki didi kitni hot hogi aur age toh. I put on the T.V and wait. Fifteen minutes later he comes down. He's just wearing a V-neck tee shirt and his boxers. I haven't seen him in so long, he is ripped. The V-neck looks great on him, tight to his muscular body. He approaches me. “It's a good thing you have never had sex with a man before, I'll be your first.” “What?! Dad we can't.” I tell him, even though I was very excited, I wanted to make him think I didn't want to. “But we will.” He drops his boxers, takes them off, and his nine. Emma followed us and began unbuttoning Belle’s dress.“Wait,” I told her, “Belle hadn’t agreed to join us in the tub.”“Well?” Emma asked her sister, tilting her head questioningly.“Yes,” Belle squeaked, but her voice quivered.“Are you frightened about something?” I asked Belle as I wrapped my arms around her protectively. Belle snuggled deeper into my embrace.“Just nervous,” she replied in barely more than a whisper.“All we’re going to do right now is bathe, and if you want, some touching,” I. I could barely even watch any more: just the thought of being almost naked in front of him took me perilously close to the edge, so watching it in reality would soon cease to be a viable option if I hoped to retain control of my legs. The damp patch at the front of my knickers was now clearly visible, as were my proud nipples. Coiling my right arm up and around his neck, pulling him closer again, urging him to recommence kissing my neck. His hands were both on my belly, palms pressed flat,.