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🕑 Added 2025-08-30 19:48:39 +0000 UTCEP.244. [The Sinful Younger Brother Eugene Schneider Rubs Himself Against His Beloved Sister Charlotte’s Butt.♥]
‘I’m the worst sister... I’m truly a terrible sister...!’
Tremble...! Tremble...! Tremble...!
Charlotte, with platinum hair and white skin, a woman of such noble beauty, closed her eyes, bit her lip, and trembled in her shoulders and hands. Despite her beauty, she ended up voyeuristically watching her younger brother Eugene Schneider bathe and, using him as material, grabbed her pussy.
As she pictured herself in her mind, Charlotte, Bishop-Nun of the Radiant Goddess Church and eldest daughter of House Oblaing, was overwhelmed with shame and self-reproach. The more she berated herself-
‘Hnnngh! Haah! Hiii... Hnnngh!’
Tingle! Tingle! Tingle!
The stimulation in her pussy, now past the point of no return, only became more intense. She was already a woman who had experienced orgasm. The circuits of pleasure engraved deep within her body ran wild, regardless of her will.
‘Hnnngh... I can’t help it... Haah...’
Writhing in guilt, Charlotte eventually opened her eyes again and voyeuristically watched her beloved brother’s shower scene. Her pupils dilated to nearly 200 percent.
“So refreshing! Really refreshing! The hot spring water is amazing!”
Eugene, who had been showing his back, turned around. In other words-
‘H-his penis! My little brother’s penis! That’s Eugene’s penis!’
Eugene’s huge cock was revealed to Charlotte in real life.
‘Ahhh... It’s huge... Hanging down like a sausage... It’s incredible, what do I do...!! My brother’s penis is really huge and magnificent!!!!’
It was soft and flaccid, but the warmth of the hot spring had relaxed both his cock and balls, and even in its normal state, his cock was nearly 18cm, showing off its size to his virgin big sister Charlotte.
With the steam rising from the hot spring, Charlotte, who had been in turmoil just moments before, now couldn’t help but marvel at the sight, thinking of it as a delicious sausage.
‘Ahhh...! When it gets aroused by a woman it’ll get even bigger... Hnnngh... Harder... Haaa...!! Would it get as big as my forearm...????’
Squelch...! Rub...! Squelch...! Squelch...! Rub...!
She couldn’t help herself. There was no room for hesitation or self-reproach left in Charlotte. Even the minimum reason in her mind had flown away.
Charlotte craved Eugene Schneider’s masculinity. The ultimate symbol of a man’s masculinity is his cock, isn’t it? With that cock so boldly on display, how could a lustful woman like Charlotte possibly hold back?
So her hands, honed by days of lonely masturbation, moved with dazzling skill.
‘And... Eugene’s cock, when it gets big, thrusting into a woman’s pussy... Hnnngh...! Haah! And from those nut-like balls, his sacred semen spurting out... Hihi... Haaa, I can imagine it...!!!’
Squelch! Squelch! Rub! Rub! Squelch! Rub!
Charlotte’s pleasure quickly picked up tempo. Unlike during her repentance prayers, this was secret, stolen masturbation. She was seeking explosive dopamine, eager to finish quickly and escape the scene. Eugene’s real cock was more than enough to fuel her; it filled her with more than 200 percent of the drive she needed.
‘Ahhh! Haah! Hnnngh! Eugene...! Eugene, your cock rubbing against your big sister’s...! Haaa! Thrusting in, filling me with love...! Hnnngh! Haah!’
Suck! Suck! Suck! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
She wanted to climax. She wanted to cum. Her mind was filled with primal images of pleasure and release.
She shamelessly imagined her pussy and her beloved brother’s cock joining together. She imagined what would happen inside her after their union, her wrist moving like a motor, her fingers working feverishly.
‘It’s coming! It’s coming! Haaa! I feel like I’ll cum just from seeing Eugene’s real thing! Hah! Hah! I’m cumming, cumming! This sinful sister is cumming while looking at her beloved brother’s thing!!!!’
Suck! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
As Charlotte’s sexy body was about to be overcome with ecstasy, the 24-year-old bishop-nun, long considered a shoo-in for the saint’s seat, stared wide-eyed at Eugene’s huge sausage, writhing for climax.
At that moment, her eyes widened again.
Step! Step! Step!
Eugene finished his bath and began walking toward the door.
“So refreshed!”
Clunk!
Eugene Schneider came out, lower body wrapped in a large towel. His flushed, heated look showed just how special the southern Bahad hot springs were.
“Huh??”
Eugene’s eyes widened as he stepped back into the main room. Did he catch Charlotte masturbating while watching him bathe? His reaction was much milder than that.
‘Something feels messy near the bathroom?’
No, it wasn’t that. Even though priest classes are said to be less agile, Charlotte is still a seeker-level bishop-nun. The moment she sensed Eugene finishing his bath, she quickly cleaned up and retreated to the prayer room. But she couldn’t do anything about the lingering mess from her wild masturbation, and Eugene, with his mercenary’s intuition, picked up on it.
“Sis? Charlotte? Were you here just now?”
So Eugene called out to Charlotte in the prayer room.
“Y-yes... I wondered if you needed your back scrubbed, or maybe you forgot your towel...”
Kneeling in the prayer room, hands folded, Charlotte forced herself to answer in a calm voice.
“Haha! You should have said so. Why would I refuse my sister’s offer to scrub my back? That’s a shame!”
“R-really? Hmm... I should have said something then...”
Eugene joked. He thought his big sister, wanting to show her love, hesitated when she saw how much he’d grown.
He felt both proud and regretful. Proud, because it meant he’d become a real man; regretful, because he’d missed a chance to be pampered by his nurturing sister.
“But sis, your repentance prayers are really long today. Don’t they usually end in 10 or 20 minutes?”
Eugene changed clothes and kept talking to Charlotte, who was still kneeling in the prayer room.
“I guess there’s more to pray about after such a big battle. Can you wait a bit longer? I’ll finish in about ten minutes and then make dinner.”
“Okay, sis! Haha!”
Charlotte asked for a little more time, citing the day’s special circumstances.
‘Ahh... I can’t calm down... I was so close to climax... Hnnngh...’
But Charlotte’s words were a lie. The day’s “special circumstances” weren’t just about fighting monsters or owlbears, but about the lust she felt for her brother. It was like being stopped right before orgasm, leaving her restless and burning.
“Sleep well, Eugene Schneider. You did great today. I felt so reassured.”
Still, Charlotte showed the mental strength befitting a future saint. She managed to suppress her wild arousal, made Eugene dinner, and smiled warmly at him before bed.
“Yes! Good night, sis! This feels awkward. I used to sleep next to you all the time as a kid, haha!”
Charlotte took the bed, Eugene laid out a mat on the floor. As a child, Eugene sometimes slept in the same bed as Charlotte; now, sharing a room felt very different.
‘Ahh...’
With the lights off, Charlotte and Eugene tried to sleep, but Charlotte couldn’t.
‘Just thinking about sleeping together with the lights off makes my body heat up again, what do I do...’
She had only suppressed her desire with superhuman willpower. The unfulfilled lust didn’t go away. Lying in the dark next to the now-grown Eugene, the fire inside her reignited.
‘Let’s wait a bit... If Eugene falls asleep... then maybe I can...’
She couldn’t go on like this. She needed to climax, at least a little, before she could sleep. She was going crazy. So Charlotte watched Eugene, waiting for his mana energy to change as he fell asleep.
‘He’s asleep!’
Finally, Eugene Schneider fell asleep.
‘Ahh... I’m already dripping wet...’
Ssshhh...!
Charlotte turned toward the wall and slipped her hand into her pajama bottoms.
‘Ahhh!’
Sluuuurp...!
Her head tilted back as pleasure overtook her.
‘Ahh... I must be crazy... I’m so hot...’
Squelch! Wet! Squelch! Squelch..!
Her pussy was burning, juices flowing. Desperate for stimulation, Charlotte didn’t hesitate to pleasure herself.
‘Ahh...! Hnnngh...! Eugene’s cock... That big sausage...! Hnnngh...!’
Squelch! Rub! Rub! Rub! Rub!
Having found the perfect material just two hours earlier, Charlotte’s masturbation quickly picked up speed.
‘If only that strong body would touch me... If only he’d grope and caress my voluptuous body... Hnnngh...!’
With the lights off and more freedom than at the bathroom door, Charlotte let her imagination run wild as she pleasured herself.
Lost in her own world-
“!!!!?????”
Her eyes suddenly widened.
“Mmm, that feels good...”
Rub...! Rub...! Rub...!
‘E-Eugene????’
Eugene Schneider had climbed onto her bed and pressed his body close to hers.
