My older sister, Marceline, came back from a day out shopping in a jean skirt, black t-shirt and flip-flops that she literally wears everywhere.
She is a tomboyish chick, brunette with an apple haircut; curvy, with tanned skin, her legs were long and slender, but still was a little shorter than me. The final part were her feet, they were petite, she clearly take good care of them despite having dirty soles when walking barefoot at home.
On the few occasions that she doesn't wear them and leaves them at home I'm straight to her room to sniff all the sweat out of them. I never spunk into them due to the fact I don't want to ruin the beautiful sweaty smell that turns me on so much.
Anyway, she got back and sat down on the couch across the room from where I was sitting and instantly my eyes were fixed on those sexy flip-flops and even more beautiful feet. After about 5 minutes she kicked her shoes off and the smell of her remarkably sweaty feet spread across the room in a flash. My cock was instantly bulging through my pants, and just as I was about to get up and go upstairs to relieve myself, she asked me if I would mind giving her a foot massage.
This took me completely by surprise as she has NEVER before asked me for a foot massage. I pretended like I hadn't heard and said "what?" to double check that I wasn't dreaming. She asked again, this time saying that her feet were absolutely shattered after a day walking round a shopping centre. I pretended like I 'owed' it her by saying something about her giving me lifts to places a lot recently, so I had to do it. In truth I would have stuck pins in my eyes to get my hands wrapped round her feet.
I got on my knees and starting massaging her feet, fantasising about how good it would be to put my mouth round her black painted toes. She must have realised that her feet were incredibly smelly because she kept apologising for the smell they were giving off but that just turned me on even more.
After the 3rd time that she made a remark about her feet, I lifted her right foot up to my face and pressed it up to my nose sniffing it like my life depended on it. As I opened my eyes, I expected her to look freaked out but she actually had a smirk on her face and said that she'd bet I regretted it. She couldn't have been more wrong and I went in again this time inhaling for longer, this time she did look a little bit weirded out and this was when I knew it was now or never...
I had to atleast try and put her big toe on the bulge in my jeans. I probably had it for about 2 seconds but she lifted her feet away and got up, put her shoes on and walked into the kitchen calling me a fucking freak. I followed her into the kitchen begging her to let me continue but she said:
"It was weird that you got turned with my smelly feet, so fuck off!"
She went upstairs, I followed her up about 10 minutes later where she was in her room and AGAIN I tried pleading with her let me have another go on her feet or at least just to be able to take her black flip-flops into my room to help me jerk off.
Her facial expression changed:
- "You done that before?!" She yelled.
By this time there was no point in lying and I told her:
- "Yes... I often had those shoes shoved in my face whilst I wanked".
- "I had no idea that the smell of my feet could turn on anyone".
- "In fact, I had fantasised about being able to smell your feet for at least 4 years. Please, give me a chance...".
- "Sigh. Okey... You could as long as you never pestered me about it again".
So I got on my knees and smelled her beautiful left foot first, then her right foot. I could tell she enjoyed it but she still told me to get up and get out after only about 30 seconds. It goes without saying I went straight to my room and had a wank and came within a minute.
My parents go away for 2 weeks tomorrow so it will be just me and my sister in the house, who knows what will happen. One things for sure I definitely won't stick to my promise of never pestering her about her feet again.