My Idle System-Chapter 238: Filling Them (1)

Being interrupted from his conversation with his sister by Eva's lips, Christian didn't mind at all. He just wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her body closer, then started kissing her in earnest.

He caught sight of his dissatisfied sister from the corner of his eye, but instead of stopping, he simply stretched one arm toward her... silently inviting her to come join them.

They had already finished their training session, and now, he figured he deserved a reward.

And what better reward could there be than the bodies of his sister and Eva?

On the other hand, Annabelle, who had just watched Eva press her lips against her brother's and kiss him… right after interrupting her earlier, couldn't help but pout. She felt slightly indignant, her lips twitching. But, she couldn't find it in herself to be truly angry in the end.

Besides, it wasn't like they hadn't shared him before… even if, most of the time, she'd been more of a spectator than a participant.

Anyway, this time was different.

… So maybe she could show that?

While Annabelle was still mentally preparing herself for the embarrassing thing she was about to do, Eva, now panting lightly after breaking the kiss, gazed at Christian with hazy, lust-drunk eyes, then gave him a sultry grin.

"I'm drenched in sweat now… but you don't mind that, right?"

'That's better, actually,' Christian thought, as he buried his face in her neck.

He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with the thick, intoxicating scent of her body. Her sweet, and earthy scent… almost like being in a wild forest after rain.

It was a feminine scent seemingly out of the world. And it was driving him mad.

He could feel her sweat on his lips, and unable told himself back, he dragged his tongue across her neck, getting a taste of her sweetness.

Christian was already aroused, and the bulge in his pants expressed just that.

Seeing how things were escalating, Annabelle finally couldn't hold herself back anymore. She stepped forward, walking straight toward them.

As soon as she got close, Eva's scent assaulted her senses… hot, pungent, and aroused. It wasn't unpleasant, but to Annabelle, it was the unmistakable smell of a female in heat. And she didn't like it.

Still, she knew she had to bear with it.

So, she moved to her brother's other side, took his hand gently, and slid it down the front of her short leggings, guiding it between her thighs. Her breath hitched as his fingers brushed over her sensitive flesh.

"Aah~" she moaned softly, unable to stop herself as he began to move his fingers on his own. Her legs twitched, and her body immediately responded, heating up under his touch.

With shaking hands, she began to busy herself with stripping off their clothes… and the room was soon filled with the sound of rustling cloth and quickened breaths.

Noticing the situation he was now in, Christian gave Eva's neck one last long lick, savoring her sweet taste, before finally turning his attention to his sister.

He slid his hand between her soaked lips, spreading her open as he teased and stroked her swollen clit, while his other hand greedily grabbed at her breasts, squeezing and rolling them between his fingers. Her nipples were hard and sensitive, and she squirmed in delight as he played with them.

He kept at it for several minutes… touching, exploring, tasting, until he suddenly felt movement near his cock.

Eva, who had taken a brief moment to strip completely on her own, was now on her knees in front of him. Her large breasts bounced slightly as she leaned in, wrapping her soft, warm hands around his throbbing shaft.

She looked up at him, mischief dancing in her eyes, then smiled seductively.

Without a word, she pressed her breasts together and slid them around his cock, enveloping him in her cleavage.

Christian let out a deep, guttural groan as she began to move… up and down, slow and firm. Her sweat-slicked breasts gliding effortlessly along his shaft, squeezing him with just the right amount of pressure.

"Ugh…" he grunted, overwhelmed by the mix of heat, scent, and sensation. Her tits were hot and silky, and each glide sent a pulse of pleasure straight through him.

But maybe Annabelle didn't like being ignored?

Jealousy flared in her eyes. She grabbed his head and pressed her breasts against his face, her nipples brushing against his lips.

Christian needed no further encouragement. He latched onto one of her stiff, flushed nipples, sucking eagerly as he tasted her sweat—different from Eva's… but still delicious in its own way.

"Aaah~" Annabelle moaned, her voice high and needy. The wet, obscene sound of his fingers plunging in and out of her slick heat mixed with the sloppy noise of his cock sliding between Eva's soft, glistening breasts… both rhythms overlapping into a lewd, echoing melody.

It was a harmony of lust. A perverse symphony of moans, wet flesh, and skin-on-skin friction. A melody so raw, so primal, it could arouse anyone who happened to hear it.

And Christian, who had thought he was holding up well, already felt his control slipping.

Eva's breasts, now glistening with sweat acting as a natural lubricant, only made it harder for him to stay composed. Each slick stroke, each warm glide around his shaft sent jolts of pleasure straight up his spine. And then there were those moments, when she'd give the tip of his cock a teasing lick with her tongue.

Maybe she sensed how close he was. Because just then, Eva sped up, her movements becoming faster, tighter, more determined.

Christian groaned, deep in his throat, and responded in kind… sliding a second finger into his sister.

The effect was immediate.

Annabelle's hips jerked, her moans climbed in pitch, and she clung tighter to him, her hands trembling as she pushed his face harder into her chest. It was suffocating… but Christian didn't mind. If he had to drown in something, let it be in their bodies.