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🕑 Added 2025-05-20 00:58:26 +0000 UTCEP.98. [The Little Sister Catches On to Her Sister and Brother’s Sex, Zealously Presents Her Shy, Smooth Pussy in a Fit of Jealousy.♥]
“Yeah, just like that… If you lick the prostate there, it feels really good… You’re doing great…”
“Churup churup churup! Chururup!♥ Chubeorup!♥ Harup chuveup! Naleum! Naeleum naeleum! Harururup!♥ Jouwup!♥”
Slurp…! Splat..! Sluuuurp…!
When the student does well, the teacher gets excited detailed coaching becomes possible. Elisabeth, the genius with the ultimate brain, perfectly executed everything unconscious Eugene Schneider requested. Even though her body was physically weak and sweat soaked her neck and forehead, Elisabeth didn’t falter. Her tangled black hair was left wild; with total devotion, she sucked Eugene’s cock.
The beloved brother’s glans, shaft, and even his prostate Elisabeth worked her head busily and flicked her tongue, rubbing her lips all over Eugene’s fully erected, lust-crazed cock. She licked and sucked, flooding him with her affection in a frenzy.
‘Haaaah… To get such praise from Onii-chan… All his compliments have always made me happy, but this is driving me crazy…’
Because Eugene’s praise made Elisabeth insanely happy.
‘It doesn’t feel like just brother and sister anymore… more like Eugene and Elisabeth, as lovers… Hnnng… Elisabeth is melting…’
Whereas Eugene had always treated her within the boundaries of siblings always the one doing things for Elisabeth right now, Eugene Schneider was the one demanding something from her, taking pleasure not just in her results, but actively praising her. To Elisabeth, this wasn’t siblings, but the response of a lover in a sexual act. For the now-awake Elisabeth who longed to break out from a mere siblings’ fence, this was the highest ecstasy.
‘Onii-chan is clearly enjoying receiving fellatio in his dream right now, isn’t he? So… it has to be with a woman… Naturally, with a woman…’
So, elated and high on happiness, Elisabeth’s imagination ran wild.
‘And that woman is definitely me, Elisabeth… Onii-chan is surely making love to me hohoho…’
Her mind, drunk with positivity, whirled on. At one point, when she’d traveled here via long-distance dimensional gate, Elisabeth had been a confidence-shattered, defeated girl. But she’d seen Eugene’s real cock first, and gave him his first blowjob so it was only natural, in her mind, that the sex in Eugene Schneider’s head was with her.
But then
“For someone who’s that good, Jeanne… Why do you bare your teeth and come at me all of a sudden…?”
Just as Elisabeth was basking in her victory, a bolt from the blue struck. Eugene, still sleep-talking, uttered the name that drifted out of his mouth not Elisabeth’s, but her older sister’s: Jeanne d’Arc de Sel Oblaing.
‘Wh-what... did you say…???’
That name there was no denying it. Elisabeth froze.
‘J-Jeanne…?’
The aftermath of Elisabeth’s reaction was even more spectacular than when she was giving a blowjob. Her face instantly went pale and cold, and her lips trembled violently.
‘So right now, in Onii-chan’s dream, the one he’s making love to isn’t me, but Jeanne…?’
First, her thoughts filled with the realization that the dream’s heroine was Jeanne. But clearly, that wasn’t all. From deep within her gut, Elisabeth felt a prickling sense of déjà vu.
‘Yes, I remember now…’
Elisabeth pulled out the source of that deja vu from her subconscious.
‘Back then, Jeanne’s looks and reactions… Could it be? Could it possibly be???’
Before returning to the Academy from the Grand Duchy, Elisabeth had met Jeanne by the Pangaea city fountain. The meeting seemed lively and full of sisterly warmth they got along surprisingly well for sisters. So well, in fact, that Elisabeth had even asked Eugene to take care of Jeanne for her. But despite the good mood, Elisabeth had found several things odd in Jeanne’s behavior. Her suspicions were now coming clear.
‘Jeanne always met my eyes when talking, but suddenly she started avoiding my gaze and refused to talk about Eugene at all.’
Jeanne acted ordinary when sisterly talk was happening, but when Eugene came up, she turned evasive.
Jeanne isn’t the type to lie. If she’s not confident about something, it shows immediately. She knew she had to see her precious little sister, so she met anyway, but everything had been obvious.
‘At that time, I thought it was just because Jeanne wasn’t used to my black hair… but no, it was because… During her time as a mercenary, Jeanne and Onii-chan ended up…!!’
Elisabeth was puzzled, but lacked any evidence. She had no supporting information. But now it was unmistakable Eugene had just muttered during his sleep that Jeanne was great at sex.
It all fit. The right setting for romance, Jeanne’s timing and reactions, the condoms, how Eugene was acting.
‘So that woman was really Jeanne! The one who had sex with our Onii-chan! Hnnngg! Onii-chan had sex with Nee-san!!!’
Elisabeth de Sel Oblaing’s beloved Onii-chan, Eugene Schneider, had sex with her blood sister, Jeanne d’Arc de Sel Oblaing.
“Elisabeth is a cold fish? Don’t make me laugh!!!”
Little Jeanne, completely furious.
“Didn’t you just see it? She ran right past me and didn’t even apologize, that flour ghost!”
It happened at a family gathering with other nobles an argument broke out, starting with Elisabeth’s attitude, which led to a squabble with other young noble girls.
“Alright, I’ll admit Elisabeth’s attitude was rude. But that doesn’t mean you can call her cold-blooded. That’s going too far, Kate. You should retract that.”
It was expected Elisabeth, the extreme 4D girl, would behave in her own world even outside the house. And though Jeanne couldn’t avoid bringing Elisabeth, she kept close watch on her. The moment she let her guard down, trouble erupted and Jeanne had to step in and fight. Before Eugene arrived at the Grand Duchy, it was mostly Jeanne who looked after Elisabeth.
“Hahaha! Flour ghost! Haunting everywhere, my flour ghost sister and her rowdy red-haired big sis!”
“You little !!!”
“Kyaa! She’s pulled my hair, Mother!! Jeanne is pulling my hair!!”
From the start, Jeanne had a unique temper, even escalating to physical scuffles.
“Sorry, Sis. I didn’t mean to, I really just didn’t see Kate.”
“I know. That’s why I stepped in. I know you wouldn’t deliberately do something like that.”
After each trouble, Elisabeth would visit Jeanne’s room in the evening, holding her bunny doll and apologizing.
“I think you act like that to outsiders because you’re simply not used to them, even though we’re family. I don’t think you’re innately rude.”
“Mm… But honestly, is it really such a big deal? That Kate kid was so dramatic…”
“Ugh, if you say that, what was the point of me saying you’re not cold-blooded…”
“But just like you said, I don’t feel that way toward my family.”
“Weird kid, you are…”
From a young age, Elisabeth had extreme differences in how she treated family and outsiders: she was neutral with family, outright cold to strangers.
‘Isn’t it obvious? Family shares genes with you. Naturally, you should love your family.’
It stemmed from a sense of kinship. Her attraction to Eugene, technically an outsider, was a different kind of shared-kinship two people with darkness inside.
“Then tonight, I’ll borrow Eugene for a while, Elisabeth.”
“Okay, have a good time, you two.”
“Ah… I wish I could just play house with you at home, Elisabeth. It’s tiring to go out.”
“Quiet!”
Maybe that’s why, when Eugene paid attention to outsiders, Elisabeth felt unbearable. But she was indulgent with Jeanne, Charlotte, and Marianne sharing Eugene.
‘Because they share my genes.’
She had no hesitation letting those three share “her possession” but the moment it became outsiders, she couldn’t stand it.
“Onii-chan, I heard you made poppyseed coffee with Jeanne. Why haven’t you made it with Elisabeth yet?”
“Oh! Do you want to have some poppyseed coffee with me, too, Elisabeth? Shall I make it?”
“Yes, Onii-chan~!”
This acceptance of kin-sharing led to another tendency: whenever Jeanne, Charlotte, or Marianne did something with Eugene, Elisabeth had to do the same.
‘Heehee… The hurt is gone… Onii-chan did it with me, too…’
If not, she felt like a best friend being left out. Because Elisabeth so strongly projected kinship, she’d almost go crazy at being left out of the kin-circle’s play.
So, when Elisabeth de Sel Oblaing learned that Eugene and Jeanne had sex…
“Hiiiii…! I feel so left out, Onii-chan… You have to do it with Elisabeth, too! It’s not fair if you only do it with Jeanne, hiiiiii…!”
Tearful… trembling… tears streaming…
She began to twist in her loneliness not baring her teeth to defend her bowl, but tearing up with hurt at being left out.
“Huuu…! I have one too, I have a pussy like Jeanne! Do it with me too, Onii-chan… Hiiii…!”
Shrug! Shrug! Shrug! Slip!
And of course, Elisabeth wouldn’t stop at just a sulky, tearful plea. If her sister or mother did something with Eugene Schneider, she always pestered until she got the same. So right now, swept up in a wave of exclusion, torn apart with despair, she sobbed and then moved aggressively, stripping off her white silk pajamas and underwear.
“Hnnn… For Onii-chan, I’ve even engraved a mons on Elisabeth’s pussy… Haaaa… I’ll use this pussy to have sex with you too, Onii-chan… Hiiiii…”
Squelch…! Drip…! Spurt!♥ Squelch…!
And so, Elisabeth revealed her dazzling nude body before the sleeping Eugene. Like Jeanne, her pussy was already dripping. The lewd, obscene, hairless pussy marked with a darkened mons was presented to Eugene.
