My Idle System

Chapter 388: The Taste of Home

"Eat slowly. The food isn't running away. If it's not enough, I'll make more for you."

Resting her chin against her hand while watching her little brother eat, Annabelle couldn't help but chuckle at how voraciously he was devouring the hamburgers.

Christian nodded, yet his eating speed barely slowed at all.

Only after eight out of the ten hamburgers had disappeared did he finally lean back slightly and look toward her.

"Aren't you eating?"

"No, I'm already full."

Annabelle shook her head softly. Then she reached out, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of his mouth with her finger before absentmindedly bringing it to her lips.

The sight of her finger sucked clean, glistening after it was taken out from her mouth, made heat flare up inside Christian instantly.

He leaned forward and captured her lips with his own.

His tongue slipped into her mouth, shamelessly searching for the nonexistent "remaining sauce," though in the end, all he really tasted was her warmth and saliva.

When he finally pulled back, Annabelle's cheeks were already flushed, her breathing uneven.

Seemingly satisfied by that sight, Christian nodded to himself.

"Well, I guess you ate my share of the hamburger too."

At that completely twisted logic, Annabelle actually nodded seriously.

"Yes… but I think there's still some sauce left on my tongue…"

Her green eyes, hazy with affection and desire, locked onto his as she softly asked, "So aren't you going to clean that too?"

Before she could even finish speaking, Christian kissed her again.

This time, Annabelle didn't remain passive.

Her arms wrapped around his neck while her tongue eagerly met his, "helping" him search for the remaining taste.

Onion. Ketchup. Meat. Sauce.

The lingering flavor of hamburgers still remained between them.

Yet mixed with Christian's own taste, to Annabelle, it somehow felt like home.

Slowly, she melted into the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth.

The two siblings continued kissing like that for several long minutes, their growing desire becoming more and more obvious with each passing second.

Hands wandered, and clothes were tugged at impatiently.

By the time they finally pulled away, both were completely naked. Only the torn pieces of fabric scattered around them showed they had ever been dressed.

Unable to help herself, Annabelle sneaked a glance downward, toward his crotch. She was curious whether the changes had reached there too.

With apprehensive yet shameful anticipation, her gaze finally landed on his cock.

Her mouth fell open in a silent 'O'.

It had definitely changed.

The head was now a deeper, angry pink. The length had clearly increased, the thickness had grown noticeably, and prominent veins bulged along the shaft. It looked intimidating… and incredibly enticing.

Would it still fit inside me…? she wondered, her mind going blank. His previous size had already filled her to the brim. What would this new size do to her?

"Breathe, Bella," Christian said with a low chuckle, noticing his older sister had forgotten how to breathe.

Looking at her lips stretched wide in shock, he felt a strong temptation to fill that pretty mouth with his cock. But he held himself back.

He gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing over her lower lip. "If you're scared, we don't have to do anything. Just say the word."

Annabelle finally exhaled shakily, her cheeks burning. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his massive erection.

"It… it got bigger," she whispered, her voice hoarse with both nervousness and desire. "A lot bigger…"

Christian's cock twitched proudly at her words. Leaning closer, he kissed her neck before whispering hotly beside her ear, "Do you like it?"

Annabelle bit her lip, hesitating for a second before slowly nodding.

"I… I don't know if it will fit," she admitted, her voice trembling with shameful excitement. "But… I want to try."

Her hand moved almost on its own, wrapping around his thick cock and stroking it a few times. Then, as if possessed, she lifted herself slightly, aligned his fat head with her dripping entrance, and slowly sank down onto him.

"Ahh…!" A long, shaky moan escaped her lips as she stretched around his much thicker cock. Pain and pleasure mixed intensely together as she finally settled onto his lap.

Christian gripped her hips firmly, forcing himself to stay still. The new tightness was overwhelming. He was barely holding himself back from cumming already.

"You're so fucking tight now…" he groaned.

Annabelle trembled on top of him, trying to adjust to his new size. After taking a few deep breaths, she suddenly whispered, "You… you still haven't finished your meal."

Impaled deeply on his cock, Annabelle was already far too sensitive, so she desperately tried to buy herself more time. Yet every tiny movement, every slight friction between her slick walls and his cock, sent another wave of pleasure through her trembling body.

Her hand shook badly enough that she nearly dropped the hamburger before finally bringing it toward his mouth.

Christian blinked for a moment, almost looking as if he couldn't decide whether she was serious or not.

His gaze slowly swept across her body.

Her naked breasts rose and fell enticingly with every uneven breath. Her swollen nipples were stiff and sensitive, occasionally brushing against his chest whenever she trembled. Then his eyes moved higher, toward her lips, where a thin strand of saliva from their earlier kiss still lingered shamelessly at the corner of her mouth. Finally, he looked into her glazed green eyes.

The lewd sight alone made his cock throb hard inside her.

In the end, Christian calmed himself slightly before opening his mouth. He took a bite from the hamburger she offered him, chewing slowly this time while his hands gently rubbed her waist in reassurance.

Annabelle let out a small relieved breath at his cooperation, though the moment she relaxed, her insides unconsciously clenched around him again.

Both of them shivered from the sensation.

Like that, she slowly fed him the hamburger while sitting on his lap, pierced completely through by his cock. Meanwhile, Christian's hands continued roaming over her body, kneading her soft breasts as he leisurely enjoyed both his favorite food and the woman in his arms at the same time.

The scene felt absurdly indulgent.

And Christian enjoyed every second of it.

Eventually, only one final piece remained.

Leaning closer to the pleasure-drunk Annabelle, Christian lowered his voice and murmured beside her ear, "Feed me the last piece from your mouth, Bella."

Her already flushed face turned even redder, but Annabelle still nodded obediently.

She took one bite into her mouth first before leaning down toward him, kissing him deeply while slowly pushing it past his lips with her tongue.

The kiss quickly turned filthy. Wet sounds echoed softly between them as saliva mixed together, and Christian leisurely savored both the food and the taste of her mouth at the same time.

The moment he swallowed the last bite, he finally lost control.

Without giving her any warning, he swept his arm across the table, sending the plates crashing onto the floor behind them. He didn't spare the mess even a glance.

Instead, he pushed Annabelle forward until her upper body rested against the table.

Then, gripping her hips firmly, he thrust into her from behind.

Just one thrust.

That was all it took.

"Aahhh—!"

Already balanced on the edge for so long, Annabelle came instantly. Her pussy clenched violently around his thick cock as clear liquid squirted messily onto the floor.

Christian didn't stop. Holding her hips tightly enough to leave marks, he started pounding into her hard, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh quickly filling the dining room.

Every thrust made Annabelle's body jolt forward against the table. Broken moans escaped her lips one after another, her fingers desperately gripping the edge of the table while her mind slowly turned blank from the overwhelming pleasure.

And seeing his older sister reduced to such a state because of him only made Christian thrust even harder.