The Cold Night My Brother Became My Lover

My name is Pinky Sharma. I am 19 years old, simple and unassuming, but possess a captivating beauty. My fair complexion, ruby red lips, alluring gait, prominent vulva, medium-sized breasts, and slender waist could drive anyone mad. Little did I know that one day, my own brother would become obsessed with me and violate my innocence. Today, I’m sharing my story on Nonveg Stories dot com.

I live in Udaipur. My brother recently arrived from Delhi, where he studies. He is three years older than me. We are both open-minded individuals, more like friends than siblings. Our parents, both employed by Indian Airlines, are rarely at home due to their demanding jobs. This often leaves me feeling lonely.

Yesterday evening, after dinner, my brother and I went to bed. Mother accidentally took the key to her trunk (a large suitcase) with her, which contained our blankets and sheets. Only one blanket was left outside for me, and my brother, having just arrived, used it.

Around ten o’clock that night, I started reading stories on Nonveg Stories dot com. A particularly captivating story titled “My Mother-in-Law Violated Me on My Wedding Night” made me crave intimacy. As usual, I masturbated while reading, but this particular story was so explicit that it ignited a fire within me. I removed my top and bra, eager to stimulate myself further. While stroking my breasts and fingering my vagina, I felt my arousal subside, and I drifted off to sleep.