I’m laying on the couch at my friends, waiting for him to get out of work and come hang out. His parents had let me in on their way out and I figured I had the place to myself for a bit. I had booted up the xbox and was getting ready to play when I heard some noise on the stairs.
I glance over to see my friends younger sister Sara trotting down the stairs. She was only a few years younger then me, but was already as tall as I was. “Hey Sara”, I said, watching her come into the room. “Hey! ‘Sup?”, she says, sitting in the chair next to the couch. I look her up and down. She had grown very pretty over the last few years, tan skin, brown, curly hair, green eyes, and legs for days. Today she had on a school volleyball shirt and volleyball shorts, which showed off her athletic figure. “Not much, waiting for your bro so we can play some games, you know.” “Ahhh, yeah that makes sense”, she said, stretching, and I notice she’s not wearing a bra beneath her shirt. “Sucks he had someone call in, so he will be awhile.”
“Really?”, I ask, checking my phone. Sure enough, there was a text saying to come over like 4 hours later because he got stuck at work. “Well, damn.”, I say, sitting up. “Guess I’ll go for now, come back and play later.”
Sara hops up, her bare feet slapping the hardwood floor. “We could play, I play Call of Duty all the time!”
I look at her. “I dunno. Why would you want to play CoD with me, anyway? Dont you have friends to hang out with?”
She leans down in front of me as I say this, her green eyes catching mine. “Well, they’re busy today, and I rather play a game than be bored, even if it’s with a geek like you.”
I notice the top of her shirt hanging down and try not to look, but fail. I catch a face full of soft, round breasts as she stands there. She smirks as she watches my eyes flash from her chest to her face and stands up again. “Unless you’re afraid to lose to a girl….”
I shake my head. “Fine, let’s play”, I say. “Good!”, she squeals as she puts herself at the other end of the couch. “Let me just get comfortable first. I play better that way!”, she grins again, stretching out on the couch, putting her feet into my lap. I almost gasp at them. They’re perfect feet. Long toes, slender soles with great arches, with jet black polish on the nails. I squirm, but not out of disgust. “Really, Sara? I’m not your footstool!”, I say as I watch her flex her toes in my lap. “Ah, quit complaining!”, she says. My cock starts to throb as I watch her flex her toes. I brush a finger against one of her soles, feeling how soft it is, with only a trace of sweat. She wiggles her foot, scowling. “No tickling either, or else I’ll kick you in the face!” I nod in agreement, trying to keep my throbbing erection hidden.
We play a few rounds, and I try to stay in the game, but the feeling of her feet in my lap has me rock hard. She flexes and moves her feet as she plays, trying to get more comfortable, and her feet get closer and closer to my tented erection. I try to resettle myself and move her feet out of my lap. She looks over at me and I’m like a deer in headlights. Hands on her feet, obvious erection. Her eyes go wide. “Wow, you’re a weirdo!!”, she says, her eyes still on my erection. “Well, your feet were in my lap–“, I start, but she takes her right foot and puts it on my face. “Quiet, weirdo! Don’t try and make excuses!”, she says. I groan as her foot pushes onto my face and I take it all in. The scent, strong but subtle at the same time, the soft coldness of her soles, her toes on my face. I groan.
She slides her other foot over my crotch, feeling the warmth of my erection with her cold foot. She lays back, smirking at me as i sit there. “You like feet!”, she laughs. “Dont you?”
I nod, her foot rubbing against me, the smell and feel driving me wild.
“Such a freak”, she says, still smirking. “Prove it to me…”
I inhale get her scent, groaning loudly.
“You like the smell, foot lover?”, she says. “How about this?”, as she slides her toes into my mouth. I moan as I suck on her long toes and I hear a gasp as she reacts to me sucking on them. “Such a dirty freak!” She says softly, squeezing my erection with her other foot.
I begin to run my tongue down her foot, tasting her. She wiggles a foot a bit, like it tickles, but keeps it on my face.
She begins pushing her foot against my crotch as well, obviously enjoying herself.
“Such a pervert, you like your friends sisters feet. Such a weirdo!”
I groan as I continue to explore her foot with my tongue, running it over her soles and between her toes. I felt myself getting close.
“Sara, please…”, I moan softly.
She grins, squeezing her toes against my hard on. “Gonna get off from my feet, footboy?”
I grunt out a yes.
She pushes her foot against my crotch hard, saying “do it then, pervert.”
I suck her toes hard and begin to cum, watching her face as she feels my cock explode through my pants with her foot. Her eyes widen and she looks both awed and happy about herself.
“Sara…”, I mumble, half out of it.
Sara stands up, looking down at me with that classic grin. ” You’re a fucking weirdo, you know?”, she says.
I nod. “I know, but please dont tell anyone!”
She looks down again and pats me on the head as she walks away. “Dont worry, footboy. I’ll keep your secret safe.”
I watch her turn at the stairs, think for a minute, then look back at me and say “Next time, you’re getting both feet to the face. Weirdo.”
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