My Idle System-Chapter 184: Sloppy Excuse

When Christian finally rose from his sitting position and headed toward his room, he didn’t expect his sister and Eva to accompany him right away. Instead, he assumed they would come after him later, as that had been their usual routine.

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It wasn’t something they had explicitly agreed upon, but one time, after they told him to go on ahead alone, he lay on the bed, thinking they were late… only for them to surprise him by entering the room, each wearing something more provocative than the other.

… And from then on, it became an everyday occurrence.

So, seeing them following him right away, he couldn’t help but feel a small disappointment budding inside him, even if he tried not to show it outwardly.

After all, it had become the highlight of his day, something he always looked forward to. The anticipation of what they would wear next… it was an experience he never grew tired of, no matter how many times it was repeated.

So, the absence of it was disheartening.

… But then, when he finally got to his room and went to his bed, expecting them to do the same, he was caught off guard as Eva suddenly started to undress… slowly and tantalizingly.

At first, when it was just the outer layers, it was still bearable. But when she moved to the inner ones?

Especially the way she casually tossed her clothes to the side with a flick of her finger, seemingly effortless, yet calculated in a way that felt almost deliberate. And her eyes… that inviting, lustful gaze she sent his way.

Then, as if it was nothing, she slipped her bra from under her shirt, pulled it free, and tossed it aside. And after that? Her hands moved to her panties.

She took them off even more slowly this time, bending slightly as she slid them down, drawing out every movement with deliberate grace. And then, finally, she tossed them aside, leaving herself in nothing but a white shirt, the upper buttons undone too.

Everything seemed to highlight her figure, her milky white skin… her pink nipples, that the white shirt failed to hide, and the edge of her slit that would peek at him with her deliberate movement.

She was pulling his eyes… his gaze with every move she made, making Christian convinced that if she truly wanted to, she could have him dancing in the palm of her hand, just with her sensual body alone!

With her carefully studied, perfectly timed seductive actions!

… But she was not the only one who had started undressing.

His sister did that too! But in a completely different style, one that threw all technique and decorum to the side!

And that naturally surprised him even more, as she stripped down in quick, almost reckless movements, leaving herself in just her panties—a thong at that… nothing else!

There was a wildness to her actions, a side of her he was seeing for the first time.

And while that kind of approach could have easily come across as unsophisticated, vulgar, or even crude… from her, it was nothing but pure seduction; something bold and irresistibly tempting!

She gave a different kind of performance than Eva, one lacking the meticulous precision and teasing control. But in sheer intensity? She didn’t lose to her at all!

She displayed her bouncy, bare breasts proudly… even though they lost in size to the ones standing beside her.

With her actions alone, she issued a silent challenge, to both his eyes and to Eva.

And then, as if the competition had been set, they finally made their way to his side.

They walked slowly at first, their movements deliberate, and then, after climbing onto the bed… they crawled!

…And that naturally emphasized their breasts; their dangling, enticing, utterly irresistible breasts!

As she arrived at his side and saw his eyes constantly shifting, finding it hard to choose between her and Eva, Annabelle finally spoke, intensifying the air thick with lust.

"Well… it’s too hot today."

Against her sudden statement, Christian screamed internally, ’But the air conditioner is on in the room!’ Her excuse was beyond sloppy, yet he didn’t voice it out.

If she was fine like that, then who said he wasn’t?

"Hmm, it seems our thoughts are the same… It’s just that I felt it wasn’t appropriate to take "all" my clothes off, unlike someone." Eva, seemingly unwilling to lose to a certain someone, remarked while casting a pointed glance at his sister.

Annabelle, however, didn’t fall for the provocation. She simply harrumphed.

And Christian? He welcomed the sight of their little competition… because, in the end, he was the only true winner.

He said a few teasing words before they finally settled on the bed, each of them clinging to his sides.

Christian, knowing that neither of them liked making out in front of the other, was suddenly struck by a realization, maybe this wasn’t a rewarding time but a punishment instead. After all, he couldn’t go too far, especially with Eva, with whom he was already exploring all kinds of different poses.

But then, as his sister slid his upper clothes off and Eva stole his lips in a sneaky kiss, he couldn’t help but reconsider his evaluation. It seemed the night was bound to be exciting, regardless of how far things could go.

When Annabelle finally removed his shirt, exposing his firm stomach muscles- and, in the process, making Eva pull away, she stared at his glistening lips for a moment, seemingly hesitating… before leaning in.

As he shared a sloppy kiss with his sister in front of Eva, their tongues mingling as they tasted each other’s saliva, and he felt two pairs of hands roaming over his body.

Christian, who had been passive since the beginning, finally decided to take matters into his own hands.

He reached out, one hand grasping his sister’s breast, the other struggling to hold Eva’s ample one, which spilled out of his grip. And then… he started squeezing.

With one of them latched onto his lips while the other buried her face in his neck and chest, they kept switching positions, taking turns in this cycle… and time passed.

Then, just as Christian was engrossed in exploring the ravishing bodies pressed against him, he suddenly felt a hand sneaking into his pants.

And casting a glance from the corner of his eyes… it turned out to be Eva.

’Was she trying to be discreet?’ As he watched her gesture, placing a finger on her delicious lips with a soft "shush" sound, Christian couldn’t help but wonder.

But he wanted to be able to listen to her moans too... He had been holding himself back and wasn’t going down there, but if she crossed the line first… then he could take it as all of them crossing it and do what he wanted, right?

With the decision made, he finally changed the target of his hands… his fingers finally entering the fray, exploring the inside of Eva while merely teasing the entrance for his sister.

"Ahh~ S-stop~."

He got a whimper of pleasure and a half-hearted rejection from his sister, who had been caught off guard by the unexpected assault… yet, even when knowing what is coming, Eva still followed her lead.

They filled his ears with such a melodious cries, that he couldn’t help but quicken the movements of his hands. Continue reading at novelbuddy

And in response, Eva’s grip on his hard rock little brother tightened, while his sister, her face flushed, shot him a sharp glare!

Had she tried to resist, even slightly, he would have naturally stopped. But instead of pulling away, she snuggled closer. Instead of using her hands to push his hand away… she was just holding them, seemingly to make sure he wouldn’t be able to pull back. So, who was the dishonest one here?

Eva, on the other hand, seemed far more truthful to herself. When her little mischief failed, she threw all reservations aside… fully embracing her role as his woman as she moaned, "M-Moore~. Aaaahh~."

And Christian, naturally, obliged!

He had one finger dancing inside her slippery folds at first before he slipped in a second.

He explored her squeezing insides carefully, using her moans as an indicator to find the place that brought her the most pleasure.

"Aaaaaahhh~"

…Yet, as he listened to the louder-than-usual moans from both sides, be it his sister or Eva, Christian couldn’t help but wonder… Was it more stimulating for them because of the experience itself? Because they were being watched?

He enjoyed their reactions to the fullest, savoring every moan and shiver, all while receiving the sloppiest handjob from Eva. It was so bad that, had it been any other time, he might have reprimanded her for it… but right now? He decided to let it slide. After all, watching her struggle was just too entertaining.

It was after some time had passed, when both of them had already reached their first release while he was still some distance away from coming, that he suddenly felt another hand gripping his length!

And when he turned to see the owner of it… it turned out to be his sister.

She was competing!

Fortunately, their small hands weren’t quite enough to cover the entirety of his length, so they didn’t need to quarrel much… Christian couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride at that thought!

Without many words exchanged, as they were all consumed by passion and lust, time passed. Lost in him, and Christian loosing himself in them too. Things hadn’t escalated further, even with Eva, and eventually, they drifted to sleep.