My name is Kavya, an 18-year-old girl from Bangalore, living with my parents and my older brother, Arjun, who’s 22. I’m petite but curvy—long wavy hair, fair skin, perky breasts that fill out my tops, a tight round ass, and hazel eyes that sparkle when I smile. Arjun is my opposite—tall, broad-shouldered, with messy black hair and a grin that makes my knees weak. Growing up, we were typical siblings—fighting over the TV remote, teasing each other, sharing secrets. But somewhere along the way, my feelings changed. I didn’t just love him as a brother—I fell in love with him, craving his touch, his body, his cock. Now, we fuck every day, and I can’t imagine life without him.