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Here's a little something I wrote up, after being inspired by hyperion's stories and some recent photosets that I've seen.
Btw, "shashinka" is photographer in Japanese.
STONES & BONES
It was a rare weekday off. The weather had cooperated nicely, I thought, as I sat on the stoop smoking a cigarette. Before she left the house to me, my mother gave one instruction: "Don't smoke inside". On days like this one, I didn't particularly mind. Of course, she was gallivanting in Las Vegas, so who would really be the wiser?
Anyway, as I sat there contemplating the mysteries of the universe, and the usual bullshit, in comes a truck to my neighbor's driveway. The bed was covered with a detachable top, so it looked more like an SUV at first glance. Nothing quite as nice as an Escalade, but good enough for what he intended, I suppose. He got out of the driver's side and opened up the back door. Two gorgeous women got out of the truck while the shashinka (my neighbor) detached the top from the truck and set it down in the garage. Usually there was another fellow with him; I knew what they were up to.
These two weren't too different from the previous ones I'd seen with the shashinka. They were both around 5'6"-5'7", with lithe bodies made for athletics (indoor and outdoor, I guess) and beautifully pedicured feet. One of 'em had hair darker than midnight (probably dyed); the other was a fiery red (definitely not dyed). Their low-cut tops revealed ample cleavage, as well.
I sat there watching as the shashinka got them into the bed of the truck and started directing. I hadn't talked to him much since he moved in; he struck me as a bit brusque and dismissive for my taste. I had to admire him for bringing all these hot women around, though. They didn't even notice that I was sitting next door the entire time they shot; about 30 minutes passed before the shashinka guided them into his house.
After 25 years, there were two things I had figured out about women. Most of them didn't care for metal, and they weren't too keen on me once they knew I was more interested in their feet than anything else. I finished off my cigarette and was lighting a second one when I heard footsteps approaching. It was a smooth gait that spoke much of the person's bearing and confidence. I looked up and there was the shashinka. I looked him in the eye, waiting for him to say his piece and move on.
"What are you up to today?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing much. What about you?"
"Well, I have a couple of ladies in the house, and no assistant. So I was wondering if you could help me out for a few minutes."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Oh, you know, set up some stuff and maybe get the ladies something to drink. That sort of thing."
I nodded and stood up. "Fine."
To be honest, I was surprised he would need my help with anything. But I followed him anyway. He gestured for me to go inside while he got his indoor equipment from the truck. I walked inside the house; just inside the door was a long hallway that led to the common room. On my left against the wall sat a black leather couch. It was one of those squarish "art deco" things, made more for style than comfort. Yet that's where I found the two ladies I had seen the shashinka working with.
I could sense their discomfort immediately. I guess they weren't too fond of strangers, either.
I gave a weak wave. "Hello there."
The ladies nodded at me. The dark-haired one seemed to be radiating contempt in addition to the discomfort that was there previous.
The shashinka walked into the room then with his lights and other odds and ends.
"Well, these are the ladies," he said. "Stones and Bones."
I chuckled. "You're kidding." It sounded like a joke I'd make.
"Yeah, you know that song from the band Yakuza?"
I nodded. Of course I knew the song. It was one of my favorites from 2010. Apparently, the shashinka didn't want to give me their real names; it was also bluntly obvious they weren't going to introduce themselves.
The shashinka gestured to the equipment and gave me instructions on how to set it up. I put the lights on each end of the couch, back toward the opposite wall. Once that was done, he handed me the camera and tripod and I put that together as well. Then he gestured for me to go into the kitchen to get some drinks. This whole time, Stones and Bones sat on the couch, one leg crossed over the other, dangling their heels. Both women wore black pumps.
I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. If nothing else, there was plenty of beer and soda. I grabbed a soda for myself and beers for the rest of them.
"How's this?" I asked.
The shashinka looked up from his camera and nodded. "That's fine. You're welcome to one too, you know."
"Nah, that's ok. I'm fine with this," I showed him the soda and opened it up. I took a sip and watched as the shashinka directed his ladies again. For what they might have lacked in friendliness, Stones and Bones were total professionals when it came to their craft. They didn't complain or even bat an eyelash at the shashinka, no matter what he asked. As they slowly took off their pumps, I felt a stiffening in my lower body. I was leaning up against the wall opposite the couch, just standing there watching the master at work.
The shashinka gestured for Stones to put her feet in Bones' lap. This was getting interesting. Which way would he go with this?
Bones lifted the dark-haired lady's feet closer to her face; I could see Stones' french pedicure quite well. It was perfectly done. Bones had her feet under the coffee table just in front of the couch. I had set the beers down on the coffee table (not forgetting the coasters, of course) before taking my position on the opposite wall. Bones was caressing Stones' left foot, stopping now and then to kiss and lick it gently. She did it slowly and evenly; there was no hurry in her strokes. Stones gave a barely perceptible moan each time the redhead's tongue touched her sole.
Bones then went to work on the arch. Stones grabbed her beer and drank gratefully. Then she put it down and gestured for Bones to put her feet in her lap. Bones took a sip of her beer and then acquiesced. Now they were rubbing each other's feet as the shashinka continued to snap off pictures. He eventually ran out of space on his memory card; I pulled one of the extras out of my pocket and handed it to him. He gave me the filled one, which I put aside for later.
Once they were done with the mutual massage, the shashinka had them put their feet up on the coffee table. I rearranged the various things on top of it (magazines, the beers, and such), and then retreated to my spot. They stretched their legs out, patted down their skirts to keep their underwear covered, and started scrunching their toes. Bones had her toes painted red to match her fiery hair; she was starting to look in my direction more. Both ladies had impeccable soles, though Stones had the higher, more feminine arch. Bones was no slouch, though. Her soles were delicately pale, but quite meaty. All in all, I couldn't have asked to be with better models.
Over the next twenty minutes or so, the shashinka had the ladies bend, twist, and scrunch their soles. The ladies even got a little inspired to cross their legs over each other and laughed at the result. Even I cracked a smile. They were utterly beautiful, in the springtime of their youth, and the shashinka was capturing this moment for posterity, so that the rest of us who couldn't be there that day would be able to see everything that had gone on and appreciate it.
As the sun was setting, the shashinka popped out the second memory card and stretched. He handed it to me; I set it down next to the first one and awaited further instruction. He checked his watch and looked out the window.
"Looks like we're done for today. Thanks, ladies." They nodded at him. He then gestured for me to clear up. I took down the lights and set them aside. I walked back into the kitchen and tossed my empty soda in the garbage can. I chuckled softly. After all, it's not every day that one gets to attend a photoshoot with models of that caliber. The shashinka had left a notepad on his desk. I looked down at it and noticed that there was room on there to write down my e-mail address. Apparently, he was willing to share the spoils before they went up on his site for everyone else to see. I wrote down my e-mail quickly and left the house.
I pulled out my keys and opened up my front door. The sun had nearly set by this time; I estimated that it had been about two or three hours since I had been sitting there.
My recliner was waiting for me inside. I sat back and put my legs up, finally relaxing. Being in a room with two hot models like Stones and Bones was unusual; I was feeling tense. I closed my eyes for a moment and fell asleep.
A loud knock woke me up. I checked my watch; it was 7:30 PM. I had neglected to put on a light when I returned home, so I was bathed in darkness. The knocking commenced; I shouted for whoever was out there to hold on and rose from the recliner. After turning on a couple lights, I moved to the front door. I opened up the door and was surprised to see who was calling on me.
"Hi there," Bones said. "Mind if I come in?"
I nodded dumbly and she pushed past me gently, but insistently.
"Did you check your e-mail?"
Somehow, that had slipped my mind. "As soon as I came back, I took a nap."
She nodded and grinned. "The pictures turned out great."
"Well, that's good. It looked like he knew what he was doing."
Bones was kneeling in front of my PC. She looked up at me and winked. "You have no idea."
I wasn't sure I wanted to know what that meant. She brought up Chrome and opened her e-mail. She clicked on the message from the shashinka and then downloaded one of the attached photos to my desktop. The photo was displayed on the monitor; she then clicked on the desktop and chose that photo to be the wallpaper. I smiled. The picture showed her and Stones sucking each other's toes. As she said, the shashinka sure did know what he was doing.
"How does that look?" she asked.
I gave a thumbs-up. "Perfect."
She rose and approached me slowly. I guess I looked confused; she smiled winningly.
"So, what would you like to do now?" She put a hand on my chest and looked up into my eyes. Then she slipped out of her heels and sat in my recliner.
I grinned. "Well, I'm sure we can think of something." She put those beautiful soles up and I got started.
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^More participation, more great stories. Im telling you, this could take off as a section all to itself. With different subtopics and categories and what not.
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This is how you have to look at stories, no response and positive response are good. People usually are quick to bitch and complain about things they don't like, but usually never bother to compliment something to did enjoy. Some will go the extra mile and tell you, but they're not as common.
And as for this story with me, I'm looking forward to this!
Wazdaname,
Sounds hot, except for the part where I only got to record this all on camera and didn't get involved. Sniffle... Tell her she owes me a nice private, after the shoot scene. Heehee...
This is how you have to look at stories, no response and positive response are good. People usually are quick to bitch and complain about things they don't like, but usually never bother to compliment something to did enjoy. Some will go the extra mile and tell you, but they're not as common.
And as for this story with me, I'm looking forward to this!
Patrick
Thanks Patrick, although I know this to be true, sometimes, especially on Forums like this, it's hard to remember ;-)
quote:Originally posted by Rider Aldebaran: To be honest, I can't really get into foot stories unless some shrinking on part of the guy in the story is involved. I guess I've been spoiled by the giantess community. lol
Same here.
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Is anyone into foot stories involving a family member (besides mom). I can't get into that what so ever but like experiences with an aunts, cousins, or maybe even sisters foot. Just wondering. I probably can enjoy those because I don't have any of those so I could see a guy with a sister being not okay with that. But am just asking.
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My younger sister liked making me smell her feet growing up. It probably shaped my foot fetish desires, and interest in foot smelling in particular. So I enjoy those type of stories. They are usually innocent. It was nothing perverted, no incest craziness, just silly playful brother/sister teasing and fun. For my sister it was a goof. For me, it was more. At first I didn't understand why i liked it, and then over the years i grew up, and sort of figured it out. I would love to hear those kind of stories. I understand that there could be a fine line there that shouldn't be crossed. This can be a sensitive issue.
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^ I am the same way. I like it to a point of more innocent but foot involved stuff. Not hardcore action between family members. And if it does not cross that line then I usually enjoy reading stories about that. I am actually writing a story that involves my GF and her younger sister. I hope it comes out well and if I think it does I will post it here.
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I would love to read that story WAZ! I hope your girl dominates her sister with her awesome sexy feet!
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quote:Originally posted by wazdaname: Is anyone into foot stories involving a family member (besides mom). I can't get into that what so ever but like experiences with an aunts, cousins, or maybe even sisters foot. Just wondering. I probably can enjoy those because I don't have any of those so I could see a guy with a sister being not okay with that. But am just asking.
This one's for you Wazdaname. Hope you like it.
WARNING: This story deals with a sexual encounter between same family members. If you don't like this sort of thing, leave now. Or use your find and replace features to change the story. Don't whine to me later because: you have been warned.
She was shocked, more than shocked. At first, when Julie Warner had discovered her younger brother's stash of girlie magazines and pictures, she'd merely smiled and thought that he was a typical male. She knew he had this stuff..but she wasn't quite prepared for what she found.
Julie had come home from her studies at Miskatonic University for a week to help her parents prepare to add onto their house. Now that both their children were gone, the senior Warner's were going to build a new recreation room. Julie had begun packing up her brothers room because it was going to become part of this new room. She had seen and packed many wonderful memorabilia that made her smile thinking of her handsome and strapping younger brother Jack, who was now at the Merchant Marine Academy.
Now, the 23 year old girl was experiencing powerful emotions and thoughts as she looked through her brother's carefully hidden stash of adult material. Instead of the Hustler and Playboy's that she expected to find, she found titles such as Leg Tease, Leg Show, and Under Her Feet. All of the magazines seemed to focus on what Julie had heard called a foot fetish. This didn't really distrub her, it was certainly different though. Julie thumbed through the issues, seeing women doing things with their legs and feet that she never imagined before. What did disturb Julie though, were the drawings. Placed within the pages of what was obviously Jack's favorite magazine, were six perfectly executed sketches. Julie had known about Jack's artistic talent, but she had never seen him draw anything like this!
Each drawing depicted a nude male, lying supine on the floor. Seated above him in a chair or on a sofa, was a female, dressed differently for each picture. "But always wearing stockings." Julie thought. The woman had her bare feet on the males cock, and was apparently rubbing it. Three of the pictures were obviously "tease" scenes, while the others showed the male having an orgasm. Jack had delicately penciled the streams of cum shooting into the air and onto the feet of the woman.
But it was still not the subject matter that bothered Julie. It was the faces on the drawings. Each of the male's was drawn to look like her younger brother...and all of the females looked just like her.
Julie's mouth hung open slightly as she tried to take in the idea of her younger brother's incestuous thoughts.
"Oh my god, he wants me to do this to him?" Julie thought, her heart beating faster and her face flushing. And THAT'S what bothered Julie the most. Not her brother's porn stash, and not his foot fetish. It was the fact that she was pleasantly excited by the idea of Jack lusting after her.
Julie put the drawings aside and stood up quickly, trying to clear her mind. But the train of thought was unstoppable, and there was no way she could derail it. She thought of her younger brother, growing up, getting bigger every year and entering athletics. She remembered the times she'd accidently seen him naked in the bathroom, shocked by the size of his cock, or the times she'd heard him masturbating in his room. Now she realized that on at least some of those occasions, he'd been thinking about her.
Sitting down again, Julie felt a hot pulse between her legs that she was unable to supress. She breathed deeply a few times before picking up one of the drawings again. The face on the woman was her, smiling, laughing as the man on the floor, her brother, came all over her feet. Swallowing hard, Julie once again felt the sexual arousal in her stir.
She had never wanted to admit an attraction to her brother. It was a little thing, but it was always there, and there were nights when she'd purposely crept to his door to listen to him jerk-off. Julie had once or twice imagined going into Jack's room, and finishing him off with her own hand, and what it would be like to see her brother twist and writhe under her own body during sex.
Putting the picture down again, Julie extended her legs out and looked at her bare feet. They were a pair of nice size sevens. She had not had a pedicure in a while and had no polish on her nails. Julie twisted her ankles and examined her smooth soles and heels. "I've gotta take better care of them." She thought.
It had never occurred to Julie before that her feet might be sexy, and that some men might want her to rub them on their bodies. Juile was not a virgin, and she tried to imagine using her feet like in the drawings. She shook her head and took the magazines and the drawings to her room, where she hid them carefully.
Julie had a lot of thinking to do.
Two days later there was no longer a problem. As she worked, Julie thought about her younger brother, and the hidden mutual attraction they shared. She had at last rationalized it in her mind, and was prepared to take action. Julie wasn't sure what Jack would do when she came on to him. She feared he might back off, or that he might have lost his attraction. Therefore she had to do something when he couldn't get away, and that would appeal to his foot fetish.
"But what?" She thought. Jack would be coming home for only one day this Friday for dad's birthday dinner. He would have to leave again right after that was over. What could she do discreetly in public without alerting their parents?
Julie was taking a break from moving as she thought about this. She sat on the sofa sipping a Snapple and flipping channels. Her fingers stopped on the Nick at Night channel. They usually had something funny on, and Julie thought that if she could get a good laugh, her brain might give her the answer she sought.
She smiled as she saw that it was old episode of Three's Company. John Ritter's character had moved out of the apartment after getting into a fight with Janet and Chrissy. Julie had not seen this one before and watched, giggling.
Then came a dinner table scene at the new employer's house. Julie's heart jumped up in her throat as the camera cut under the table to show the character called Mrs. Layton remove her slingback pump. She then moved her foot over to the leg of John Ritter's character.
A light bulb went on in Julie's head. "That's it!!" she said, a little too loudly.
"What is it sweetheart?" Her mom asked from the kitchen.
"Oh, I was just yelling at the TV mom!" Julie quickly hit the remotes buttons to find a ball game. You yell at ball games, not sitcoms.
But Julie didn't care at this point. She knew EXACTLY how to get to her brother's weakness, and in public! Jack was a pretty cool character under stress, so she hoped he could stay that way while she did her business. They certainly didn't want to get busted for doing this!
"Well, I'll see how he reacts and go from there." Julie thought excitedly. Her mind was still racing and she knew she had to hit the mall Thursday morning for a pedicure, new shoes and new nylons.
"Little brother doesn't know what 's about to hit him!" Juile thought wickedly.
Jack Warner pulled his pick-up truck into an empty spot outside of the dinner theater. He was dressed in an Armani suit that one of his classmates had loaned him. It fit beautifully, and he felt ready to see his family again after being away for several months. "Too bad it's just for one night," He thought, wistfully, "We'll have to make it one to remember."
He locked the vehicle and went inside, seeing his family as soon as he entered the lobby.
Julie's appearance jumped out at him. Jack tried not to get bug-eyed as he took in his sister. She was wearing a light, sleeveless dress that perfectly complimented her short red hair. The material was wrapped tight around her shapely body, and Jack felt the beginnings of a reaction from deep inside him. Being a fetishist, Jack could not help but look down at Julie's feet. They were encased in sheer nylons, and he could see the reinforcements on the toes and heels that were plainly visible from the slingback high heels she wore.
Hugging his mom and dad, Jack then turned to Julie, who kissed him enthusiasically before hugging him with equal power. "Hey stud, it's so good to see you!" She smiled up at him. At 20 years old he was four inches taller than her, even in her high heels. Julie hugged him again, feeling the strong, tight muscles of his chest and arms, built up from long days at the academy.
Yes, Julie thought, this man, my brother, really turns me on!
"Hey yourself sweetie, it's good to see you too!" Jack held Juile's hand, happy and somewhat taken off guard by her affection. She had never been a "touchy-feely" person, much to his dismay. Now she seemed anxious to get close to him. Jack wasn't complaining, and enjoyed the view of his sister's cleaveage, and her nyloned legs. He again felt his loins stir as the sweet scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
Looking down into the smiling face of his gorgeous sister, Jack felt all the memories and emotions come back. He had always had a crush on his big sister, and it had only gotten worse as time went on. Her perfect little feet had haunted him, and he yearned to taste the forbidden fruit of her toes and soles. But most of all he wanted to feel those feet on his body, stroking and teasing.
Jack looked away from his sister quickly, laughing to cover himself as he knew he was letting his imagination get away from him. He started when he felt Julie pinch his ass. He looked back at her, shocked, only to see her still smiling face, with a hint of mischief in her eyes. Jack could only smile back, wondering what the hell she was up to. The fact that he was getting an erection didn't help either.
The party of four was led to their table, and Julie was glad to see the dim, intimate lighting and long tablecloths that would help her in her mission. She also noted the orchestra and the dance floor. "That could be useful later on." She thought, very pleased with herself and her plan. When they took their seats, Julie was hoping that ingrained habit would take over. The Warners had always been a table family when it came to meals, and the seating arrangements had always been the same, with the parents and children seated across from one another.
This was again the case, and the last possible obstacle for Julie was removed when she slid into the chair across the table from her brother. She gave her brother another big smile as she pulled her chair up as close to the table as possible, moving the tablecloth so that her legs were underneath.
Julie felt her heart beating faster at the thought of what she was about to do. She was nervous and excited about how her brother would react to her sexual advance. And she was scared too of discovery. This was not the sort of thing one wanted the parents, or anyone else to find out about! She was also a little unsure of what to do. This was the first time she'd ever done anything like this before.
"Not yet." Julie silently told herself. She kept both her high heeled feet planted firmly on the floor in front of her chair. Noting the table width, Julie guessed she could reach her brother's leg. "I'll go as far as I can." She thought, unable supress a smile of secret delight.
The family ordered drinks and chatted pleasantly about the birthday gifts that dad had received. There were smiles all around, but Jack kept getting a deeper vibe from his sister. Her smiles were more flirtatious, her eyes more playful, and her whole manner made Jack think of her more as a beautful woman than as his older sister. His slight erection had not gone away as he stole glances at his sister's cleavage. He now met his sister's gaze and returned her smiles, feeling the old attraction coming back even stronger. Julie could feel this too and her nervousness increased. She crossed her legs and began kicking one foot.
Appetizers arrived, and the family began to partake, still all smiles, jokes and good feelings. "It's now or never girl!" Julie thought to herself as she watched her brother begin to eat.
Under the table, Julie uncrossed her legs, feeling the smooth sensation of the brand new pair of DNKY nylon stockings caressing her knees and thighs. Julie placed her left foot right behind her right one, and put the toetip of the high heel on the small bone at the very back of her foot right below the ankle.
Applying downward pressure with her left foot, Julie felt the toetip come in contact with the right slingback strap. She contined to gently push down with her left toetip until she had pushed the slingback strap below her stockinged right heel. Holding the strap down with her left foot, Julie discreetly withdrew her right foot from the slingback. As she did so she felt the empty high heel shoe fall on its side. That was OK, as long as she could get to it again when she needed to.
Julie wiggled the stockinged toes of her now shoeless foot, and fixing her brother with a sultry smirk, extended her leg towards him beneath the tablecloth.
Jack looked at Julie, wondering what she was up to now. It was then that he felt a touch on his leg under the table. A touch that was deliberate and affectionate. Seeing his sister's face light up with a bigger smile, and feeling a foot stroking on his calf, Jack Warner nearly choked on his appetizer.
As it was he coughed loudly a few times and shifted in his seat.
"What's wrong son?" His father asked, patting him on the arm.
"I'm ok, I'm ok, no problem." He answered, feeling his throat tighten and looking at his worried mother.
"Too spicy?" Julie pointed to his food, her question innocent yet provocative.
Jack looked squarely at her as her foot continued to gently caress his calf, "Not at all, I can handle a lot more than this."
"We'll see.." Julie answered innocently again, pushing her foot a little harder against his calf. She continued to firmly but gently work up and down his calf, her stockinged foot was slipperly against the fine material of the suit.
Jack was swallowing hard, feeling his own heart racing now. What was Julie doing? How did she know this was his weakness? Why now? Oh my this was a fantasy come to life!
Well, regardless of all this, Jack knew that he had to maintain his composure. This was their father's night and he could not ruin it by freaking out at Julie's advances. He wondered how far Juile would go, and if he could handle the pressure. Already his cock was moving angrily in his pants and he felt a little hot.
Looking across the table at his sexy older sister, Jack realized that she was capable of anything, and that there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He had to sit there and take it. Somehow, that made the scene all that much more forbidden and erotically charged.
Pleasantly resigning himself to the situation, Jack smiled and gave his sister a subtle nod.
Julie didn't care whether her brother was going along with this or not. She had already decided to tease the shit out him at dinner! Julie was so proud of herself! She had taken the initiative and actually done it. Now she sat here in the restaurant rubbing her brother's leg with her stockinged foot.
"You're mine and you can't get away!" Her smirk told him. Julie kept rubbing Jack's calf for a few minutes before changing tactics. She remembered the tv show, and so moved her reinforced nylon toes underneath the cuff of her brother's trouser leg.
Jack gripped his untensils a little tighter as he felt his sister's foot slide up his pants leg. He took a slow, deep breath and tried to concentrate as the toes inched up above his sock to feel his bare skin. Oh how long had he wanted to feel her foot on him? And now, she somehow knew and was indulging him! Jack coughed again and gave his sister a grateful look.
She replied by beginning a slow wiggle of her toes on his shin. She could see he was a little flushed in the face, but was taking this quite well. "Just play the game honey and I'll give you a dinner to remember!" Julie thought, throwing him another sly grin. Her stockinged foot continued to move against his leg.
Finishing their appetizer, several waiters arrived to clear away plates and present the main course. With the arrival of dinner, Julie decided to turn up the heat. She slowly withdrew her foot from her brother's pants leg, careful to push the material back down so that it appeared normal. She then slid the arch of her foot up his calf to his knee, where she began to make little circles with her toes.
Jack coughed again and could feel himself beginning to sweat. This was sooo good! His sister was proving to be a talented mistress and he only wished he'd found out about this sooner. Opening his legs slightly, to giver her better access, Jack tried to eat his dinner.
Julie grinned to herself as she teased the back of her brother's knee with her nyloned toes. She realized that her leg was not quite extneded out all the way. That made her feel even more wicked. Remembering the drawings Jack had made, Julie wondered if her brother had a hard-on yet. She licked her lips lasciviously, wanting to feel his cock and know that she was the one turning him on.
His stomach, along with his cock was getting tighter. Jack tried not to squirm as his sister's stockinged foot traced a path up and down his inner thigh. He tried to focus on his breathing, eating and the conversation taking place. Julie was driving him nuts with her teasing little foot! Jack wanted to tell her how good she was, but there was no way to it. Swallowing hard again and trying not to pant, Jack inched forward in his chair, hoping to give his sister more reach.
Picking up on the subtle movement, Julie fixed her brother with a seductive look, running the tip of her tounge over her upper lip. With that, she extended her leg fully and brought her toes and the ball of her foot into contact with her brother's crotch. Jack's eyes bulged and Julie found herself having to supress a fit of giggles as she saw the helpless sexual desperation in her brother's eyes.
He simply could not believe this was happening. But it was, Jack slowly moved his hand down to his lap and pulled aside his napkin for a quick glance. There, he saw his sister's nylon covered toes working provocatively over the raging tent in his trousers. Jack could see her ruby red polished toes under the reinforcements as they wiggled frimly against his erection. The dull glint of a toe ring through the nylon only made his cock pulse with more excitement.
Jack moaned with lust, unable to control himself as his sister teased his cock with her foot. All eyes at the table turned to Jack, questioning. Pulling himself together, he motioned to his plate, smiled and said, "This dinner is just too good!" His father and mother agreed, and Julie chimed in, "You can't get enough huh?"
"No, I want more!" He grinned back at his sister. They both broke up with laughter at the double meanings, and their parents laughed too, thinking it was just another secret joke between their children. Mom and dad had no idea though, of the sexy moves their daughter was putting on their son under the table.
Julie watched Jack as he began to sweat now. As difficult as it was for him to keep a straight face, Julie knew she had to do the same. The feeling of her brother's cock expanding and throbbing beneath the sole of her foot was doing incredible things to Julie. Her heart racing, she felt warm all over, especially between her legs, and she felt the accumulated moisture begin to soak her skimpy silk panties. Julie wished she could feel Jack's hands on her panties, between her legs, stroking her like she was stroking him.
The naughty thoughts just made Julie work harder. She began to rub her brother's erection faster now, pushing in with her foot so that her sole was making firm contact with the underside of his cock. Taking slow bites of her food, Julie watched her brother's reactions as she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.
White knuckling his fork and knife, Jack was almost at the limit of his strength. Julie's masturbating foot was doing things to him that he had only dreamt about. His cock was straining against the thin barrier of fabric that separated his burning shaft from his sister's soft stockinged foot. She was pumping him vigorously now, and Jack knew that he was going to cum in his pants very soon. He was not sure he could hide it from his parents.
"Maybe I can fake a coughing spell?" He thought desperately. Looking across the candlelit table into his sister's eyes, Jack knew he had to come up with a solution fast. Julie was twirling a bit of her food around her tounge. She winked at him and began moving her foot even faster over his trapped and teased cock.
Julie knew that her brother was close to cumming. Now came the other part of her plan, and she hoped it would work. Dabbing her lips with her napkin, she looked at her parents, "Mom, dad, why don't you two go dance for a couple of songs. You're almost done eating, besides, I think mom owes you a birthday dance!"
Their parents looked at each other expectantly. "You two wouldn't mind if we left you for a while?" Dad asked.
"Oh no, not at all." Jack replied, his throat tight and pre-cum leaking into his boxers. "Shall we?" Dad smiled and stood, taking his wife's arm and together they moved off towards the dance floor. The orchestra had just started playing another slow Glenn Miller tune.
Alone at last, Jack began squriming in his seat and emitting little moans and whimpers of pleasure. Julie just giggled, tilting her head slightly and giving her brother a loving smile.
"Oh, Julie, how did you know?" Jack groaned, trying to keep his voice down.
"That's not important right now little brother. What is important is that you keep your cool. Can you do that? She giggled again.
"Yes." Jack croaked in reply.
"Good, because now comes the big finish." Julie purred at her brother. Beneath the table Julie's foot was moving rapidly against her brother's hot erection. She pushed in with more force and picked up the pace of her pumping foot as fast as she dared without attracting attention. Jack put his utensils down, knowing that his sister was intent on making him cum in his pants. He gripped the sides of his chair and pushed his hips foward into her devlishly talented little foot, rocking slightly in time with her motions.
Julie felt a wetness under her foot, she knew he was close if he was dripping this much pre-cum. "Come on sweetie, cum for Julie, cum for Julie's foot, you know you want it, come on!" She whispered encouragement as she felt her brother's cock throbbing under her nyloned foot.
Jack bit his lip hard, shut his eyes and surrendered to his sexy sister's pumping foot. Over a decade of frustration and desire welled up inside him, and at it's center was the chrurning inside his balls. Jack felt them draw up close to his body and then the violence of the explosion which nearly caused him to scream.
Semen shot down his shaft as though it were a cannon. Spurt after powerful spurt exploded out of his cock to fill his shorts. Julie felt the spasms as her brother came, and she rapidly worked her stockinged toes over and under his cockhead to milk him of his precious liquid. Jack closed his throat, desperate to stave off the cries of ecstasy he so wanted to vent. After all these years, his beautiful sister had surprised him with a footjob that was absolutely draining him dry!
Feeling his body coming back to earth, Jack noticed his erection wilting, firing off a last few bursts of semen as his orgasm subsided. His sister's stockinged toes were gently massaging him as he deflated. Jack relaxed somewhat, trying not to pant. He met his sister's eyes and gave her an utterly spent but grateful look.
Julie burst out laughing at the look on her brother's face. He had really cum hard, and she was surprised but proud that her brother had not lost his composure. Even through the crotch of his pants Julie could feel the wetness, and it warmed her to know her toes were now soaked with her brother's essence. She gave him a wicked smile of satisfaction.
"Well?" She asked.
"That was...incredible, too good..um" Julie cut him off, laughing again at her brother as he tried to pull himself together. He didn't care he was sitting there with shorts full of cum, the experience had been well worth it!
"We'll have to do this again little brother. When can you come home again?"
"Oh I'll make time! Believe me!" Jack responded, his enthusiasm for another encounter with his sister clearly evident in his voice.
Julie laughed again. The two stared at each other lovingly over the candlelight until Julie indicated their parents were returning to the table. They sat up straight again, but Julie left her stockinged foot in Jack's crotch.
The four of them sat for a while and ordered dessert. Just before they left, Julie could feel Jack's cock begin to stir again under her motionless foot. Now it was Julie's turn to get wide-eyed. She had just made her brother cum a few minutes ago, and now he was getting a hard-on again!?
Jack caught Julie's surprised look, and cocked an eyebrow at her. His sister puckered her lips, and began gently stroking his returning erection with her stockinged foot.
"Well, I guess we'd better be off. Jack has a long drive ahead of him." Mom said, clearly disappointed the evening was over.
Jack and Julie were even more disappointed, but did not say so. Julie reluctantly removed her foot from her brother's crotch and felt around gingerly with her nyloned toes to locate her empty slingback. She smiled, feeling her toes were still a bit damp.
The farewells were poignant, as Jack would not be back for a couple of months. After saying goodbye to his parents, Jack turned to Julie, and the siblings held each other for a moment.
"Thank you sis, that was a fantasy come true."
"I've got a lot more in store for you." She said, looking into his eyes.
"Then here's to our next meeting." Jack brushed his hand against his sister's crotch as he turned to leave. Julie gave a little gasp and then smiled. Yes, they would meet again soon, and things would be even hotter than they were tonight.
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^Yeah man I had actually seen that story before. I thought it was pretty cool. Like I said I don't have a sister so I don't look at it the same way those with one might. But I definitely can read a story like that and be entertained. But idk why but aunt stories I really like.
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quote:Originally posted by jamaicanfeet: This one's for you Wazdaname. Hope you like it.
WARNING: This story deals with a sexual encounter between same family members. If you don't like this sort of thing, leave now. Or use your find and replace features to change the story. Don't whine to me later because: you have been warned.
She was shocked, more than shocked. At first, when Julie Warner had discovered her younger brother's stash of girlie magazines and pictures, she'd merely smiled and thought that he was a typical male. She knew he had this stuff..but she wasn't quite prepared for what she found.
Julie had come home from her studies at Miskatonic University for a week to help her parents prepare to add onto their house. Now that both their children were gone, the senior Warner's were going to build a new recreation room. Julie had begun packing up her brothers room because it was going to become part of this new room. She had seen and packed many wonderful memorabilia that made her smile thinking of her handsome and strapping younger brother Jack, who was now at the Merchant Marine Academy.
Now, the 23 year old girl was experiencing powerful emotions and thoughts as she looked through her brother's carefully hidden stash of adult material. Instead of the Hustler and Playboy's that she expected to find, she found titles such as Leg Tease, Leg Show, and Under Her Feet. All of the magazines seemed to focus on what Julie had heard called a foot fetish. This didn't really distrub her, it was certainly different though. Julie thumbed through the issues, seeing women doing things with their legs and feet that she never imagined before. What did disturb Julie though, were the drawings. Placed within the pages of what was obviously Jack's favorite magazine, were six perfectly executed sketches. Julie had known about Jack's artistic talent, but she had never seen him draw anything like this!
Each drawing depicted a nude male, lying supine on the floor. Seated above him in a chair or on a sofa, was a female, dressed differently for each picture. "But always wearing stockings." Julie thought. The woman had her bare feet on the males cock, and was apparently rubbing it. Three of the pictures were obviously "tease" scenes, while the others showed the male having an orgasm. Jack had delicately penciled the streams of cum shooting into the air and onto the feet of the woman.
But it was still not the subject matter that bothered Julie. It was the faces on the drawings. Each of the male's was drawn to look like her younger brother...and all of the females looked just like her.
Julie's mouth hung open slightly as she tried to take in the idea of her younger brother's incestuous thoughts.
"Oh my god, he wants me to do this to him?" Julie thought, her heart beating faster and her face flushing. And THAT'S what bothered Julie the most. Not her brother's porn stash, and not his foot fetish. It was the fact that she was pleasantly excited by the idea of Jack lusting after her.
Julie put the drawings aside and stood up quickly, trying to clear her mind. But the train of thought was unstoppable, and there was no way she could derail it. She thought of her younger brother, growing up, getting bigger every year and entering athletics. She remembered the times she'd accidently seen him naked in the bathroom, shocked by the size of his cock, or the times she'd heard him masturbating in his room. Now she realized that on at least some of those occasions, he'd been thinking about her.
Sitting down again, Julie felt a hot pulse between her legs that she was unable to supress. She breathed deeply a few times before picking up one of the drawings again. The face on the woman was her, smiling, laughing as the man on the floor, her brother, came all over her feet. Swallowing hard, Julie once again felt the sexual arousal in her stir.
She had never wanted to admit an attraction to her brother. It was a little thing, but it was always there, and there were nights when she'd purposely crept to his door to listen to him jerk-off. Julie had once or twice imagined going into Jack's room, and finishing him off with her own hand, and what it would be like to see her brother twist and writhe under her own body during sex.
Putting the picture down again, Julie extended her legs out and looked at her bare feet. They were a pair of nice size sevens. She had not had a pedicure in a while and had no polish on her nails. Julie twisted her ankles and examined her smooth soles and heels. "I've gotta take better care of them." She thought.
It had never occurred to Julie before that her feet might be sexy, and that some men might want her to rub them on their bodies. Juile was not a virgin, and she tried to imagine using her feet like in the drawings. She shook her head and took the magazines and the drawings to her room, where she hid them carefully.
Julie had a lot of thinking to do.
Two days later there was no longer a problem. As she worked, Julie thought about her younger brother, and the hidden mutual attraction they shared. She had at last rationalized it in her mind, and was prepared to take action. Julie wasn't sure what Jack would do when she came on to him. She feared he might back off, or that he might have lost his attraction. Therefore she had to do something when he couldn't get away, and that would appeal to his foot fetish.
"But what?" She thought. Jack would be coming home for only one day this Friday for dad's birthday dinner. He would have to leave again right after that was over. What could she do discreetly in public without alerting their parents?
Julie was taking a break from moving as she thought about this. She sat on the sofa sipping a Snapple and flipping channels. Her fingers stopped on the Nick at Night channel. They usually had something funny on, and Julie thought that if she could get a good laugh, her brain might give her the answer she sought.
She smiled as she saw that it was old episode of Three's Company. John Ritter's character had moved out of the apartment after getting into a fight with Janet and Chrissy. Julie had not seen this one before and watched, giggling.
Then came a dinner table scene at the new employer's house. Julie's heart jumped up in her throat as the camera cut under the table to show the character called Mrs. Layton remove her slingback pump. She then moved her foot over to the leg of John Ritter's character.
A light bulb went on in Julie's head. "That's it!!" she said, a little too loudly.
"What is it sweetheart?" Her mom asked from the kitchen.
"Oh, I was just yelling at the TV mom!" Julie quickly hit the remotes buttons to find a ball game. You yell at ball games, not sitcoms.
But Julie didn't care at this point. She knew EXACTLY how to get to her brother's weakness, and in public! Jack was a pretty cool character under stress, so she hoped he could stay that way while she did her business. They certainly didn't want to get busted for doing this!
"Well, I'll see how he reacts and go from there." Julie thought excitedly. Her mind was still racing and she knew she had to hit the mall Thursday morning for a pedicure, new shoes and new nylons.
"Little brother doesn't know what 's about to hit him!" Juile thought wickedly.
Jack Warner pulled his pick-up truck into an empty spot outside of the dinner theater. He was dressed in an Armani suit that one of his classmates had loaned him. It fit beautifully, and he felt ready to see his family again after being away for several months. "Too bad it's just for one night," He thought, wistfully, "We'll have to make it one to remember."
He locked the vehicle and went inside, seeing his family as soon as he entered the lobby.
Julie's appearance jumped out at him. Jack tried not to get bug-eyed as he took in his sister. She was wearing a light, sleeveless dress that perfectly complimented her short red hair. The material was wrapped tight around her shapely body, and Jack felt the beginnings of a reaction from deep inside him. Being a fetishist, Jack could not help but look down at Julie's feet. They were encased in sheer nylons, and he could see the reinforcements on the toes and heels that were plainly visible from the slingback high heels she wore.
Hugging his mom and dad, Jack then turned to Julie, who kissed him enthusiasically before hugging him with equal power. "Hey stud, it's so good to see you!" She smiled up at him. At 20 years old he was four inches taller than her, even in her high heels. Julie hugged him again, feeling the strong, tight muscles of his chest and arms, built up from long days at the academy.
Yes, Julie thought, this man, my brother, really turns me on!
"Hey yourself sweetie, it's good to see you too!" Jack held Juile's hand, happy and somewhat taken off guard by her affection. She had never been a "touchy-feely" person, much to his dismay. Now she seemed anxious to get close to him. Jack wasn't complaining, and enjoyed the view of his sister's cleaveage, and her nyloned legs. He again felt his loins stir as the sweet scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
Looking down into the smiling face of his gorgeous sister, Jack felt all the memories and emotions come back. He had always had a crush on his big sister, and it had only gotten worse as time went on. Her perfect little feet had haunted him, and he yearned to taste the forbidden fruit of her toes and soles. But most of all he wanted to feel those feet on his body, stroking and teasing.
Jack looked away from his sister quickly, laughing to cover himself as he knew he was letting his imagination get away from him. He started when he felt Julie pinch his ass. He looked back at her, shocked, only to see her still smiling face, with a hint of mischief in her eyes. Jack could only smile back, wondering what the hell she was up to. The fact that he was getting an erection didn't help either.
The party of four was led to their table, and Julie was glad to see the dim, intimate lighting and long tablecloths that would help her in her mission. She also noted the orchestra and the dance floor. "That could be useful later on." She thought, very pleased with herself and her plan. When they took their seats, Julie was hoping that ingrained habit would take over. The Warners had always been a table family when it came to meals, and the seating arrangements had always been the same, with the parents and children seated across from one another.
This was again the case, and the last possible obstacle for Julie was removed when she slid into the chair across the table from her brother. She gave her brother another big smile as she pulled her chair up as close to the table as possible, moving the tablecloth so that her legs were underneath.
Julie felt her heart beating faster at the thought of what she was about to do. She was nervous and excited about how her brother would react to her sexual advance. And she was scared too of discovery. This was not the sort of thing one wanted the parents, or anyone else to find out about! She was also a little unsure of what to do. This was the first time she'd ever done anything like this before.
"Not yet." Julie silently told herself. She kept both her high heeled feet planted firmly on the floor in front of her chair. Noting the table width, Julie guessed she could reach her brother's leg. "I'll go as far as I can." She thought, unable supress a smile of secret delight.
The family ordered drinks and chatted pleasantly about the birthday gifts that dad had received. There were smiles all around, but Jack kept getting a deeper vibe from his sister. Her smiles were more flirtatious, her eyes more playful, and her whole manner made Jack think of her more as a beautful woman than as his older sister. His slight erection had not gone away as he stole glances at his sister's cleavage. He now met his sister's gaze and returned her smiles, feeling the old attraction coming back even stronger. Julie could feel this too and her nervousness increased. She crossed her legs and began kicking one foot.
Appetizers arrived, and the family began to partake, still all smiles, jokes and good feelings. "It's now or never girl!" Julie thought to herself as she watched her brother begin to eat.
Under the table, Julie uncrossed her legs, feeling the smooth sensation of the brand new pair of DNKY nylon stockings caressing her knees and thighs. Julie placed her left foot right behind her right one, and put the toetip of the high heel on the small bone at the very back of her foot right below the ankle.
Applying downward pressure with her left foot, Julie felt the toetip come in contact with the right slingback strap. She contined to gently push down with her left toetip until she had pushed the slingback strap below her stockinged right heel. Holding the strap down with her left foot, Julie discreetly withdrew her right foot from the slingback. As she did so she felt the empty high heel shoe fall on its side. That was OK, as long as she could get to it again when she needed to.
Julie wiggled the stockinged toes of her now shoeless foot, and fixing her brother with a sultry smirk, extended her leg towards him beneath the tablecloth.
Jack looked at Julie, wondering what she was up to now. It was then that he felt a touch on his leg under the table. A touch that was deliberate and affectionate. Seeing his sister's face light up with a bigger smile, and feeling a foot stroking on his calf, Jack Warner nearly choked on his appetizer.
As it was he coughed loudly a few times and shifted in his seat.
"What's wrong son?" His father asked, patting him on the arm.
"I'm ok, I'm ok, no problem." He answered, feeling his throat tighten and looking at his worried mother.
"Too spicy?" Julie pointed to his food, her question innocent yet provocative.
Jack looked squarely at her as her foot continued to gently caress his calf, "Not at all, I can handle a lot more than this."
"We'll see.." Julie answered innocently again, pushing her foot a little harder against his calf. She continued to firmly but gently work up and down his calf, her stockinged foot was slipperly against the fine material of the suit.
Jack was swallowing hard, feeling his own heart racing now. What was Julie doing? How did she know this was his weakness? Why now? Oh my this was a fantasy come to life!
Well, regardless of all this, Jack knew that he had to maintain his composure. This was their father's night and he could not ruin it by freaking out at Julie's advances. He wondered how far Juile would go, and if he could handle the pressure. Already his cock was moving angrily in his pants and he felt a little hot.
Looking across the table at his sexy older sister, Jack realized that she was capable of anything, and that there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He had to sit there and take it. Somehow, that made the scene all that much more forbidden and erotically charged.
Pleasantly resigning himself to the situation, Jack smiled and gave his sister a subtle nod.
Julie didn't care whether her brother was going along with this or not. She had already decided to tease the shit out him at dinner! Julie was so proud of herself! She had taken the initiative and actually done it. Now she sat here in the restaurant rubbing her brother's leg with her stockinged foot.
"You're mine and you can't get away!" Her smirk told him. Julie kept rubbing Jack's calf for a few minutes before changing tactics. She remembered the tv show, and so moved her reinforced nylon toes underneath the cuff of her brother's trouser leg.
Jack gripped his untensils a little tighter as he felt his sister's foot slide up his pants leg. He took a slow, deep breath and tried to concentrate as the toes inched up above his sock to feel his bare skin. Oh how long had he wanted to feel her foot on him? And now, she somehow knew and was indulging him! Jack coughed again and gave his sister a grateful look.
She replied by beginning a slow wiggle of her toes on his shin. She could see he was a little flushed in the face, but was taking this quite well. "Just play the game honey and I'll give you a dinner to remember!" Julie thought, throwing him another sly grin. Her stockinged foot continued to move against his leg.
Finishing their appetizer, several waiters arrived to clear away plates and present the main course. With the arrival of dinner, Julie decided to turn up the heat. She slowly withdrew her foot from her brother's pants leg, careful to push the material back down so that it appeared normal. She then slid the arch of her foot up his calf to his knee, where she began to make little circles with her toes.
Jack coughed again and could feel himself beginning to sweat. This was sooo good! His sister was proving to be a talented mistress and he only wished he'd found out about this sooner. Opening his legs slightly, to giver her better access, Jack tried to eat his dinner.
Julie grinned to herself as she teased the back of her brother's knee with her nyloned toes. She realized that her leg was not quite extneded out all the way. That made her feel even more wicked. Remembering the drawings Jack had made, Julie wondered if her brother had a hard-on yet. She licked her lips lasciviously, wanting to feel his cock and know that she was the one turning him on.
His stomach, along with his cock was getting tighter. Jack tried not to squirm as his sister's stockinged foot traced a path up and down his inner thigh. He tried to focus on his breathing, eating and the conversation taking place. Julie was driving him nuts with her teasing little foot! Jack wanted to tell her how good she was, but there was no way to it. Swallowing hard again and trying not to pant, Jack inched forward in his chair, hoping to give his sister more reach.
Picking up on the subtle movement, Julie fixed her brother with a seductive look, running the tip of her tounge over her upper lip. With that, she extended her leg fully and brought her toes and the ball of her foot into contact with her brother's crotch. Jack's eyes bulged and Julie found herself having to supress a fit of giggles as she saw the helpless sexual desperation in her brother's eyes.
He simply could not believe this was happening. But it was, Jack slowly moved his hand down to his lap and pulled aside his napkin for a quick glance. There, he saw his sister's nylon covered toes working provocatively over the raging tent in his trousers. Jack could see her ruby red polished toes under the reinforcements as they wiggled frimly against his erection. The dull glint of a toe ring through the nylon only made his cock pulse with more excitement.
Jack moaned with lust, unable to control himself as his sister teased his cock with her foot. All eyes at the table turned to Jack, questioning. Pulling himself together, he motioned to his plate, smiled and said, "This dinner is just too good!" His father and mother agreed, and Julie chimed in, "You can't get enough huh?"
"No, I want more!" He grinned back at his sister. They both broke up with laughter at the double meanings, and their parents laughed too, thinking it was just another secret joke between their children. Mom and dad had no idea though, of the sexy moves their daughter was putting on their son under the table.
Julie watched Jack as he began to sweat now. As difficult as it was for him to keep a straight face, Julie knew she had to do the same. The feeling of her brother's cock expanding and throbbing beneath the sole of her foot was doing incredible things to Julie. Her heart racing, she felt warm all over, especially between her legs, and she felt the accumulated moisture begin to soak her skimpy silk panties. Julie wished she could feel Jack's hands on her panties, between her legs, stroking her like she was stroking him.
The naughty thoughts just made Julie work harder. She began to rub her brother's erection faster now, pushing in with her foot so that her sole was making firm contact with the underside of his cock. Taking slow bites of her food, Julie watched her brother's reactions as she brought him closer and closer to orgasm.
White knuckling his fork and knife, Jack was almost at the limit of his strength. Julie's masturbating foot was doing things to him that he had only dreamt about. His cock was straining against the thin barrier of fabric that separated his burning shaft from his sister's soft stockinged foot. She was pumping him vigorously now, and Jack knew that he was going to cum in his pants very soon. He was not sure he could hide it from his parents.
"Maybe I can fake a coughing spell?" He thought desperately. Looking across the candlelit table into his sister's eyes, Jack knew he had to come up with a solution fast. Julie was twirling a bit of her food around her tounge. She winked at him and began moving her foot even faster over his trapped and teased cock.
Julie knew that her brother was close to cumming. Now came the other part of her plan, and she hoped it would work. Dabbing her lips with her napkin, she looked at her parents, "Mom, dad, why don't you two go dance for a couple of songs. You're almost done eating, besides, I think mom owes you a birthday dance!"
Their parents looked at each other expectantly. "You two wouldn't mind if we left you for a while?" Dad asked.
"Oh no, not at all." Jack replied, his throat tight and pre-cum leaking into his boxers. "Shall we?" Dad smiled and stood, taking his wife's arm and together they moved off towards the dance floor. The orchestra had just started playing another slow Glenn Miller tune.
Alone at last, Jack began squriming in his seat and emitting little moans and whimpers of pleasure. Julie just giggled, tilting her head slightly and giving her brother a loving smile.
"Oh, Julie, how did you know?" Jack groaned, trying to keep his voice down.
"That's not important right now little brother. What is important is that you keep your cool. Can you do that? She giggled again.
"Yes." Jack croaked in reply.
"Good, because now comes the big finish." Julie purred at her brother. Beneath the table Julie's foot was moving rapidly against her brother's hot erection. She pushed in with more force and picked up the pace of her pumping foot as fast as she dared without attracting attention. Jack put his utensils down, knowing that his sister was intent on making him cum in his pants. He gripped the sides of his chair and pushed his hips foward into her devlishly talented little foot, rocking slightly in time with her motions.
Julie felt a wetness under her foot, she knew he was close if he was dripping this much pre-cum. "Come on sweetie, cum for Julie, cum for Julie's foot, you know you want it, come on!" She whispered encouragement as she felt her brother's cock throbbing under her nyloned foot.
Jack bit his lip hard, shut his eyes and surrendered to his sexy sister's pumping foot. Over a decade of frustration and desire welled up inside him, and at it's center was the chrurning inside his balls. Jack felt them draw up close to his body and then the violence of the explosion which nearly caused him to scream.
Semen shot down his shaft as though it were a cannon. Spurt after powerful spurt exploded out of his cock to fill his shorts. Julie felt the spasms as her brother came, and she rapidly worked her stockinged toes over and under his cockhead to milk him of his precious liquid. Jack closed his throat, desperate to stave off the cries of ecstasy he so wanted to vent. After all these years, his beautiful sister had surprised him with a footjob that was absolutely draining him dry!
Feeling his body coming back to earth, Jack noticed his erection wilting, firing off a last few bursts of semen as his orgasm subsided. His sister's stockinged toes were gently massaging him as he deflated. Jack relaxed somewhat, trying not to pant. He met his sister's eyes and gave her an utterly spent but grateful look.
Julie burst out laughing at the look on her brother's face. He had really cum hard, and she was surprised but proud that her brother had not lost his composure. Even through the crotch of his pants Julie could feel the wetness, and it warmed her to know her toes were now soaked with her brother's essence. She gave him a wicked smile of satisfaction.
"Well?" She asked.
"That was...incredible, too good..um" Julie cut him off, laughing again at her brother as he tried to pull himself together. He didn't care he was sitting there with shorts full of cum, the experience had been well worth it!
"We'll have to do this again little brother. When can you come home again?"
"Oh I'll make time! Believe me!" Jack responded, his enthusiasm for another encounter with his sister clearly evident in his voice.
Julie laughed again. The two stared at each other lovingly over the candlelight until Julie indicated their parents were returning to the table. They sat up straight again, but Julie left her stockinged foot in Jack's crotch.
The four of them sat for a while and ordered dessert. Just before they left, Julie could feel Jack's cock begin to stir again under her motionless foot. Now it was Julie's turn to get wide-eyed. She had just made her brother cum a few minutes ago, and now he was getting a hard-on again!?
Jack caught Julie's surprised look, and cocked an eyebrow at her. His sister puckered her lips, and began gently stroking his returning erection with her stockinged foot.
"Well, I guess we'd better be off. Jack has a long drive ahead of him." Mom said, clearly disappointed the evening was over.
Jack and Julie were even more disappointed, but did not say so. Julie reluctantly removed her foot from her brother's crotch and felt around gingerly with her nyloned toes to locate her empty slingback. She smiled, feeling her toes were still a bit damp.
The farewells were poignant, as Jack would not be back for a couple of months. After saying goodbye to his parents, Jack turned to Julie, and the siblings held each other for a moment.
"Thank you sis, that was a fantasy come true."
"I've got a lot more in store for you." She said, looking into his eyes.
"Then here's to our next meeting." Jack brushed his hand against his sister's crotch as he turned to leave. Julie gave a little gasp and then smiled. Yes, they would meet again soon, and things would be even hotter than they were tonight.
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This is not for everyone. And this is also the first attempt I have ever made at writing anything like this. So i hope it isn't awful.
What a weekend
Saturday Afternoon
It was a typical saturday afternoon at my girlfriend Megans house. Im sitting on one end of the couch, my girlfriend is in a reclining chair, mostly everybody else is out and about while we watch mindless tv. Then very quickly the typical afternoon changed into one I wouldn't forget. My girlfriends younger sister (by two years and knows nothing of my thing for feet) Cassie came into the front door after a long day of school and work, kicked off her uggs, and collapsed onto the couch beside me with a loud sigh of exhaustion and relief. Then in one move she swung her legs up, with her feet resting on my lap, and laid back sprawling out across the couch. Her feet had a very different build than Megans with a shorter and wider foot but still nice smooth creamy soles and perfectly shaped pedicured toes. She noticed her feet had accidentally ended up on my lap so she jokingly exclaimed "I hope you don't mind, in fact I could use a foot rub while you are there." As she said this there were three separate reactions in the room. Hers which was of basically no reaction as to her it was just a simple joke and not a big deal. Megans head perked over to me seeing how my reaction would be to the situation, and mine a feeling of confusion and shock. I was shocked because well this just had never happened before and confused because I didn't know how I should react and I didn't know how my girlfriend would react.
I made a bold move, I didn't hesitate because I didn't want to make it seem like this request was startling me. To her it wasn't anything sexual or out of the ordinary so I didn't want to make her think I was taking it anyway differently either. And at no point had I ever looked at Cassie in any way like that and I didn't want to let her feet do that to me now. I tried my best to just help her out by massaging her feet and take nothing from it. But as my hands lifted up her right foot to begin to rub them my girlfriend shot up in her seat. My heart dropped thinking I had made a big mistake but my hands just kept moving. Gently massaging the sole of her foot with my finger tips with my eyes glued on my girlfriend. But her eyes never met mine, they were fixed on what was happening in my lap. I couldn't tell if it was anger, jealousy, or just interest in the situation but for some reason none of those stopped me. I started to move my fingers to her sisters toes giving each one the time they needed. She then let out a little moan and said, "I was just kidding but that actually feels really good." It made me smile to hear that I was doing a good job and to this point I was feeling nothing odd about the situation I was just giving a foot rub nothing more.
But then once again a my typical saturday afternoon got kicked up a notch when she once again joked "I hope you can't smell them because they probably stink." I did everything I could not to show emotion from that statement but Megan knew what a remark like that would do to me and she probably noticed me nearly swallow my tongue as I took a big gulp of air. I thought I was done for, I thought I was never going to hear the end of this from Megan. I mean I hadn't even done anything wrong but I just knew she couldn't like that I was engaging in this activity with her sister. While all this is going on in my head I hadn't even realized that a foot was now inches from my face as she had lifted her foot asking me if they did indeed stink. It was the amazing odor that hit my nostrils that made me notice this. Oh god, my heart stopped, something began to develop in my pants, and my body had to fight the urge not to just grab the foot and dive my nose and face even more into the sole. As all this was happening Cassie was laughing her ass off just thinking it was funny not knowing what she was truly doing. My girlfriends stare got even more intense and I was more confused than ever. I should be feeling true guilt, I should get up, walk away, let this situation end now, but I couldn't. I couldn't even tell you why but I just couldn't. My mind was racing wondering what my best play was. Do I say no they smell fine (which of course to me they smelled amazing but to her they probably just plain stunk), do I tell her they smell good (no what am I thinking, feet smelling good that wouldn't go over) so with my mind not even coming up with a final answer my instinct just kicked in and I said, "god damn get that smelly foot out of my face" with a little laugh on the end of it. I thought damn that probably wasn't a good play but I quickly realized that it was. In fact, it might of been the best play I had.
That reaction made her laugh even harder and she kicked her other foot up into my face and now I had both her smooth soles, stretched out toes about an inch away from my nose and I did everything I could to not just inhale as hard as I could. The smell was amazing, I could tell she had just had a long exhausting day. My heart racing, a bulge in my pants twitching, and my nose working harder than ever and suddenly the guilt I should be feeling, while my girlfriend is right there watching this whole thing, just disappeared. I was so in the zone with these two what once seemed forbidden feet in my face that I didn't notice that Megan pulled out her phone because the next thing I knew I had a text message and it was from her. I thought oh god she is probably telling me that Im going to get it later or that she wants to kill me right now. To my shock the message read, "I bet you are enjoying yourself there, if only she knew how much this is exciting you. I can tell from all the way over here, i like what I see in your jeans." My eyes nearly popped out of there sockets to the sight of this text and my head shot straight up to see my girlfriend once again staring at me but this time with a devilish grin.
That was all the opening I needed. I thought how could I up the ante. So I turned to Cassie and said why don't you show your sister how awful those smell, give me a little break. Thats all it took for her to sit up, stick out her feet onto the armrest of her sisters chair and said "cmon sis I dare you to smell them". Megan looked at my with a sly smile and said, "you would like that wouldn't you zman." At this point Cassie was a little confused and lost with our dialogue but I just shook my head. Megan said, "No way am I going to smell those feet.," and after a long pause she continued, "unless you smell mine to." as she snuck another look and grin over at me. At this point I am in complete disbelief of the situation unfolding in front of me. Cassie agreed to the trade and Megan grabbed her sisters foot brought it up to her nose and gave it the sexiest little sniff until she threw her head back from the strong smell. Megan then kicked off her black flats that she had worked in all day and looked at Cassie to return the favor. Cassie took Megans foot into her hand and cautiously brought her face to the area just under Megans long skinny fingerlike toes and took a small sniff. She to brought her face away quickly showing that they too must of had a strong smell to them. The sight of the trading sniffs made me almost lose it. I was rock hard at this point, so I decided to push the envelope and see what I could make happen. I said to both of them, "I will make you a bet, you both put eachothers feet in your faces and see who can handle the smell longer. Whoever wins doesn't have to help make dinner tonight." Megan knew exactly what I was doing while Cassie thought I truly just wanted to see them suffer from the smell of their feet. But they both agreed for their different reasons. Watching Megan and Cassie both lean back and placing both feet on the others face was possibly the most heavenly picture I had ever had engraved in my mind. It was truly amazing. They went back and forth trading sniffs of each others soles. It was fun watching both of them move their noses all around the feet trying to find an area that didn't smell as strongly. Here are these two contrasting feet, Megans long skinny size 9 foot to Cassies shorter wider but still elegant foot and two sisters only two years apart taking part in a ridiculous game one doing it for a bet the other doing it to solely please me. Those thoughts and that visual just had me on the edge of my seat.
Once again, I wanted to go further. And at this point I felt anything was possible. I blurted out, "Oh come on that can't be that hard. Do they really smell thatt baddd??". And voila, my plan worked. They both looked at each other, Meagan gave a sly grin, Cassie giggled. And next thing I knew these two girls were sitting on the floor in front of me 4 soles and 20 toes in my face directly under my nose. The two stenches combined, two distinct incredible odors mixing and traveling up my nostrils directly to my erection. I was in heaven. I took in the smell for a few moments then I came back with, "You girls are wussies they smell good, bet you they would even taste good. " Cassie snapped, "Taste good? I dare you!" She didn't need to say any more. I took one of each of their feet and put their big toes in my mouth and sucked on it like a babies first bottle. I swirled my tongue in and out of all 20 toes. I then placed kisses on each sole, bit on the arch, and sucked on the heels just as I did the big toe. Just like the smell they had two different tastes. Megans were dry and sweet while Cassies were damn and salty. It was like dinner and dessert all in one. It was incredible. While I was so involved in this I forgot that I was worshipping my girl friends sister's feet and that she had no idea why except for the fact that it was supposed to be a gross dare and yet I all of a sudden was going to town. So at that moment Cassie took her other foot and playfully kicked my face away and exclaimed, "You are weird Zman" with a big laugh and she just without word got up and went to go shower. I turned to Megan with a WTF just happened expression and a raging boner in my pants and she just smiled and said, "I am going to make a sandwich."
So there I was just sitting alone with a large swollen ready to explode bulge in my pants and the whole scene just racing through my mind over and over. I needed to relieve myself. But I couldn't. There was no where to do it. I went from the most amazing erotic moment of my life to lonely and almost in pain. I also wanted to know everything Megan had thought about the situation. I had to discuss it. Over the next several hours nothing was discussed about the event as the rest of the family arrived home. I began to think it was just never going to be brought up again and it was just a moment that had come and gone. The next day I found out that that was not the case. In fact that scenario would lead to an even wilder and more unbelievable event. And it didn't take long for that to occur. In fact it was just 24 hours later on a typical sunday afternoon.
Sunday Afternoon...To be continued
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