Friends Sister [MF] (Foot Fetish)

**This was written over several weeks in different posts, so please forgive any errors**

So a few weeks go by and Summer continues to fly by. Sarah and I text, usually to see how the days going, but sometimes to flirt. A couple times she posted pictures of her feet, usually bare or in flip flops, to social media, saying “Lovely day out!”, and I knew she was secretly teasing me, because she never posted pictures like that previously. She began to ask what I liked about feet, what color nail polish I enjoyed, and other similar questions. This was amazing to me, as I had never met a girl interested in my fetish. I explained how I felt and she seemed intrigued by it.

Eventually, she asked if we could hang out, just us, and I was thrilled. I wasnt sure how her family would feel, or if they knew how we felt really about each other at the time (Her father was very overbearing). She said she had it under control. She had told them that she was going to a movie and I was her ride to and from, because I lived close. When asked why her brother couldn’t take her, it was the simple truth: He was at work.

Friends Sister (Part 2) [Foot Fetish/Dom]

So a few weeks go by and Summer continues to fly by. Sarah and I text, usually to see how the days going, but sometimes to flirt. A couple times she posted pictures of her feet, usually bare or in flip flops, to social media, saying “Lovely day out!”, and I knew she was secretly teasing me, because she never posted pictures like that previously. She began to ask what I liked about feet, what color nail polish I enjoyed, and other similar questions. This was amazing to me, as I had never met a girl interested in my fetish. I explained how I felt and she seemed intrigued by it.

Eventually, she asked if we could hang out, just us, and I was thrilled. I wasnt sure how her family would feel, or if they knew how we felt really about each other at the time (Her father was very overbearing). She said she had it under control. She had told them that she was going to a movie and I was her ride to and from, because I lived close. When asked why her brother couldn’t take her, it was the simple truth: He was at work.

Friends Sister (Part 1) [Foot Fetish/Dom]

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.”