The Cold Night My Brother Became My Lover

Suddenly, my brother entered my room and slipped under the blanket with me, saying he wanted to share the warmth because it was chilly. I felt a surge of anxiety as I realized I was naked underneath. There was no way out now. He placed his hand on my back, and then noticed I wasn’t wearing any clothes. He gently stroked me, and I stiffened up. He moved his hand directly to my breasts and held them there, refusing to let go.

I tried to pull his hand away, but he shifted it to my chest and began pressing firmly. My body tingled with desire, and soon I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I spread my legs and removed my panties. He started caressing my vulva, and moans escaped my lips. He leaned in and kissed my lips, his tongue exploring my mouth. I reciprocated, thrusting my tongue into his.

He was consumed by passion. He grabbed my breasts, kissed them passionately, and then sucked on my nipples. I felt myself losing control. My body vibrated with pleasure, a current coursing through me. He climbed on top of me, his tongue tracing its way down to my vagina, where he began teasing it with his tongue. I was overwhelmed by desire, unable to think straight.