2sisters
by karen
I’m 26 and Fiona (my sister) is 32. My
first orgasm was aged 11, and my sister 17 at the time; she always took good care of her
feet, massaging lotions on them painting her toenails etc that I sometimes helped with. We
also lived in a small two bedroom house, so we had to share our room together, which
turned out handy.
I had just come out of the shower and put
my nightshirt knickers on in the bedroom when Fiona came in wearing grey jogger pants and
tee shirt asking if I would paint her toes for her while she did her fingernails. As she
sat on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor, I knelt in front of her and started
to do one of her feet blowing each toenail dry as I went along. Up to this point I had
never felt any sexual feeling for Fiona, except for the usual experimental thoughts you
get at that age. Even the feel of my sister’s bare skin would fire up my imagination,
but I didn’t really know what to do with such feelings.
Once I had done that foot I put it down
between my knees and picked up her other foot to do. At the same time she raised the foot
I had just done to look at her finished nails, which placed her sole near my face. For
some unknown reason my face felt hot and I had the urge to lick her sole. How I managed to
resist I will never know. She wiggled her toes at me and said something like “nice
job sis, keep it up”, then she put her foot back down between my knees again.
As her foot touched the floor, she slid it
forward between my thighs under my knickers-clad crotch saying “keep it warm for me
Kaz” (she always calls me that). I didn’t have chance to object even if I wanted
to, because her foot was under my crotch as she said it. I remember a sudden rush of
pleasure tingle through me as my knickers-clad pussy made contact with her foot. At that
age I had never felt such a feeling before, but I sure knew what it was after my own
fumbling’s. Although I played with myself I had never felt like this and never had a
climax either, but I heard about them when listening to older girls talk.
Part of me wanted to remove her foot
because I knew it was exciting me and felt it wrong. But in that split second I also
thought I cant remove it. What am I supposed to say? “sorry, cant keep your foot
there it will make me cum”. So I left her foot where it was hoping she wouldn’t
notice anything.
I now had a real problem; my mind was on
the pleasure her foot was giving me under my pussy, while at the same time trying to keep
my hands steady to do her nails. My little mind was racing all over the place, and I kept
thinking I shouldn’t be having any of these feelings with a female especially my
sister.
I hadn’t really noticed how wet I had
become, until I was painting one of her small toenails, how was I going to explain that if
she noticed. As I somehow managed to continue painting her toenails, I couldn’t help
but slowly start moving my hips so my pussy was lightly rubbing along the top of her foot.
I was suddenly aware that she was looking at me and she asked, “Are you ok Kaz?”
all I could think of saying is that I was getting into a more comfortable position, then
she went back to doing her finger nails.
I felt so confused at the time; I wanted to
stop all this yet part of me had no control over it. I was sort of involuntarily sliding
my now moist knickers clad pussy along the top of her foot, unable to prevent myself from
doing so. Painting her nails was becoming an even harder task than you could imagine, I
still didn’t know if she knew what was going on.
I
even became aware that I was deliberately taking more time to do her nails so as to
prolong the pleasure her foot was giving me. Although I was only lightly touching her foot
with my panty knickers pussy, it was enough to make me feel so good. Eventually I knew I
had to finish her toenails and get away from her foot, before she realised how I felt on
her foot.
As I told Fiona I had finished, she raised
her foot out of my hand again placing the sole near my face, then she said, “Stay
there we haven’t finished yet”. I was completely rooted to the spot while she
wiggled her toes in front of my face inspecting them.
What happen next nearly blew my mind. She
traced her toes down my neck and between my tiny breasts, while rubbing the top of her
foot up harder against my knickers -clad pussy. At the same time she said, “I think
my little sis deserves a reward for doing such a good job” by now I was too far-gone
to protest or even question her.
My
legs began to feel as though they were on fire, and I was terrified yet excited at the
same time at these new feelings. She saw my reaction to it and continued to flex her foot
up and move it back and fore under my crotch while saying, “relax Kaz let my foot do
the work”. My breathing increased, my whole body felt like it was on fire and then I
felt an explosion of pleasure. It felt like this incredibly sweet itch that slowly built
up and invaded my body like the ripple effect before making my whole body convulse and
jerk, while grinding hard onto her foot.
As
this happened Fiona gave a short laugh and encouraged me saying “ that’s it Kaz
let yourself go”, I had never felt anything so intense and pleasurable. When I
finally came from my peak, my body went limp and she removed her foot from between my
breasts allowing my body to slump. As I slid away from her sexy foot, Fiona giggled and
said “wow Kaz I think you really needed that”. Without saying anymore she stood
up and went downstairs leaving me on the floor totally spent and shaking from it all.
I
couldn’t believe it; my own sister had just made me cum on her foot and it felt
awesome. I even thought how much better it would be with having my knickers on. Then that
stupid guilt set in that it was my own sister’s foot. Strange really because the
guilt passed in about 2 minutes, and I was already hoping for more very soon.
Well that’s how it all got started
between Fiona, and me and I have never written about it before, despite the fact that I
have always wanted to tell someone about it. I have been to other foot fetish boards in
the past and whenever someone expresses an interest or experience of family feet, almost
everyone gets on their high horse and gets all moral. Which is why I never wrote about it
before, until now that is.
Since that time we have probably had
hundreds encounters together and still do, so if you want to know how it progressed from
the above account let me know.