A Tale By Tabitha

Although trying to focus on the movie, John couldn't help but be distracted by Carly's feet, peeping out from under the blanket casually thrown over her legs. His sister had brought her new friend home, started a film and then stepped out to take a call. In his defence, Carly had really pretty feet, the colourful nail polish finishing them off perfectly.

They sat at opposite ends of the sofa, John was sure she caught him looking at least twice now. Images of him kissing and licking those feet filled his head, he felt that familiar sensation of his dick growing hard. Now he couldn't even leave, he had no way to hide his erection. Every so often, his sisters voice would drift in, an animated conversation, clearly she wouldn't be rejoining them any time soon.

Chewing his lip, John stole another glance. Right then, Carly wiggled her toes, John's eyes widened and felt the blood running to his face this time, and stared straight ahead, a blush creeping up from his neck.

Trying to hide her smile, Carly now knew she hadn't been imagining it - John definitely had a thing for her feet! She watched the flush travelling over his face, and thought it was adorable. Sarah had invited her over after class, but hadn't mentioned her cute brother! He was a few years younger, but had the perfect beard. Carly loved beards, so manly. Now Sarah had disappeared, and Carly decided to have a little fun...

Swinging her legs and the blanket around to lie fully on the couch, Carly's feet were now barely an inch from John's leg. No response. Wiggling her toes again, they grazed against his legs, she watched him stiffen. His eyes slid sideways, looking down at her feet. He gulped.

Carly stretched her feet, nudging him again, "my feet are so tired. Don't suppose you're any good at massages, John?" John looked straight at her, she met his gaze, before giving him a tiny wink. Feeling bolder, and all pretence in watching the movie forgotten, he twisted sideways to face Carly and reached for one of her feet. Gently he lifted it in his big hand, and pushed his thumb into her sole. Feeling shy, but determined not to miss this opportunity, he kept his gaze on her feet. Kneading, rubbing, stroking. He rolled each toe in a circle, then her entire foot. Every so often she would sigh. Hoping he had done a good enough job, he moved that foot to rest on his leg, and took her other foot into his lap.

Stealing a glance at Carly, he saw her watching him with a small smile on her face. He repeated his routine on this foot, studying every inch. John had no idea why feet turned him on so much, all he knew was that his cock was swelling and mere inches from the prettiest feet he had ever seen. "How's that?" he asked at last, as Carly flexed her feet, both of them now resting on his legs.

"Mmmmmm, that was amazing, thanks so much for that" purred Carly, her feet sliding against his sweatpants. John watched those pretty feet as Carly rubbed them together. "Do you like massages?" she asked innocently, her feet gliding lightly up his inner thighs.... John bit his lip, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop his cock growing harder still, a bulge he couldn't hide. John looked at Carly, who raised an eyebrow while pressing her her foot against his erection, making him catch his breath.

John pulled the blanket over her feet, placing his legs outside of hers. Carly used her feet so softly, starting at the base of his cock, pressing and rubbing, using every part of her feet to caress his penis through his bottoms. The film played on, Sarah popped in to grab her phone charger, apologising and promising not to be much longer - somehow she seemed completely unaware of both the sexual tension in the air, and the fact that her friend's feet were currently in her brother's groin.

Deciding to take a chance, John released his cock from his sweatpants, Carly wrapped her bare feet around his shaft, massaging a bead of precum out the top. Delicately, with one toe, she rubbed that drop all over the tip, John throwing his head back in pleasure. Returning her foot to his shaft, Carly began fucking him with her feet, keeping a steady rhythm, watching his face change as his climax approached.

Sarah shouted in "Carly you have to hear this, come out here" and Carly replied "Ok, give me 2 minutes" without breaking her stride. Determined to make him cum, she increased her pace, his hard dick sandwiched between her soft feet, working his entire cock.

John couldn't watch anymore, he closed his eyes, the feeling building inside him, ready to explode, his hips starting to buck.... An orgasm bursts through him, cum erupts, landing all over Carly's feet, still milking him, her feet slipping and sliding as she smears his cum all over his cock. Sarah bursts in to call Carly again. Quick as a flash, Carly jumps up, throwing the blanket onto John's lap to cover him. She jams her shiny, coated feet into her trainers, making a face as she feels the now cold cum squelching against her skin, winking at John, and telling Sarah she's on her way.

"By the way John, I'm staying here tonight. Maybe I'll see you later?"