Sister Footjob Story

Sister Footjob Story
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One day I was lying in bed waking up from a dream that I got turned on by. I checked my phone and realized it was a quarter passed 10. I got up and made myself some breakfast and continued down into my “man cave” or should I say basement. I was 12 around this time so I called the rooms in my house different names. Anyway I had my video games in the basement so I went to play Black Ops 2 on my XBOX 360. After about an hour of playing I got bored so I decided to go upstairs and go on my phone, but right before I made it to my room my mom came outside her bedroom telling me that my cousin, Bella is going to come over. Bella is 4”6 and has beautiful blonde hair. Her face is perfect and she wears size 5 or 6 shoes. My mom told me that she had to go to out of town for something so I have to take care of her, which I didn’t mind because I thought this could be a good opportunity to get some feet in my face. About half an hour later there was a knock at the door. I went over to open the door and saw my 9 year old cousin standing there. I invited her in and my mom left the house saying her usual goodbyes. After that Bella and I were standing there thinking about what we can do until I suggested we can play with some toys that I still had from when I was younger. Bella said ok and we went to my room. My mom wasn’t going to be back until the next day so we had a lot of time by ourselves. Bella took off her shoes while we were playing and I caught a small whiff of her smelly socks. I, of course didn’t say anything about it and I kept playing with tiny army soldiers while still smelling the faint smell of smelly socks. Bella got bored pretty quick because the toys I had were not really her type so we decided to go downstairs to see if she liked any of the video games that I play. She tried out a few and didn’t enjoy them so she said that we should play cops and robbers. I agreed and we started playing. I pretty much only played as a robber and when I stole something we made a deal that I can only crawl away. Well turns out I was at a severe disadvantage because whenever I crawled away she would always catch up to me and tackle me on the ground. She was enjoying tackling me and I was enjoying being dominated. One one of the rounds she decided to step it up a notch and play with me. When she tackled me she sat on my stomach and put her smelly socks on my face. She put her toes on my eyes and all I saw were her small pink socks. Her socks smelled so vinegary and had a sweet pure smell at the same time. I was pretending to struggle but I started to get hard, but luckily she didn’t notice. She smothered me for about 10 minutes then she took off her socks. She placed her socks on my nose and giggled that little girl laugh. She started slapping my face with her feet saying, “Smell my stinky feet” I was in heaven but she kept slapping my face with her feet making my cheeks red. I started to eventually cry because it was really hurting. She stopped slapping me and wiped my tears with her toe and put her pink pure toe in my mouth. I got so hard that I curved my body. She smothered me under her toes for another 30 minutes until she went upstairs and grabbed her shoes. She found some tape and taped her shoe to my nose while she laughed and giggled hysterically as she watched me suffer and cry for help. After a while she decided she has had enough so she took the shoe away and forced me to lick and suck on her feet which tasted so good. About 45 minutes later she told me that, “You have to do whatever I want, is that clear older cousin”? I felt like the luckiest 12 year old in the world. Later on in the evening we were watching some cartoons and she told me she was hungry. So I went and made us both a meal. Bella told me not to eat my food yet because she wanted to try something. I said ok because I was forced to listen to her. She then without saying anything stomped and squished my food with her feet and she put my food inside her socks and told me eat my food like a dog while she makes me smell her feet. The food tasted almost the same but smelled different. As I was eating I was thinking how does she knew about this stuff at 9 years old. Later on in the night we were about to go to sleep but Bella told me to sleep on the same bed, head to toe. “You can already see where this is going”. She told me to try to stick all 5 of her small toes in her mouth. I agreed so I went along. I was just barley able to do it. Bella said you have to sleep with your nose in between my toes. That was easily the best night I have ever had in my entire life. The next morning I told Bella that we should visit our cousin Hiedy. We live in a really small town so it’s only a 5 minute walk away. While we were walking I couldn’t help but think how attractive my 9 year old cousin was. I knew it was wrong to get any ideas so I just continued on the walk without thinking to much about it. We finally arrived at our cousin Hiedy’s house. Hiedy is 11 years old and is 5”2. She also has blonde hair and she has size 7 shoes. When we walked in we told her that we are bored and we wanted to know if there was anywhere fun to go to. She said we should all go to the park so we decided to go to the park. All we did was play tag and normal kid games. When we came back we were extremely tired and my two cousins took a nap. I waited 15 minutes to make sure that they were sleeping until I went and started to smell their feet. I first went to smell Bella’s socks and they smelled so sweaty and dirty. They were so hard to resist, I Immediately got hard and I rubbed my hard on her small socked feet. After around 15 minutes I took off her socks and sucked on her socks.. I didn’t even care if she found out anymore. Her feet smelled So strong my nose was tingling. I started to lick her feet, then all of a sudden she started moving, I got scared and ducked under the side of the couch. She woke up and sat there for a minute trying to figure out what happened to her socks. I chose a really dumb place to hide because when she got up she stepped on my face. When she looked down she smiled and started jumping on my body. She was laughing the whole time while making fun of me for liking her feet. Apparently all this noise was enough to wake up Hiedy. She barged in through the door wondering what was going on, when she saw Bella standing on my face. She first looked at us weirdly then decided she was going to join Bella. Her feet were larger, not by much but still enough to give an instant boner. As they both made me sniff their young pure feet, they giggled and said, “Smell our feet, Smell our feet”. They were moving my face around with their toes. They moved my lips around and made it sound like I said, “ I love Hiedy and Bella’s feet. Hiedy’s feet wasn’t as strong as bell’s feet. Hiedy put her socks in my mouth and put her toe in my mouth to to make sure that it stays. While Bella is rubbing her feet all over my face and acting like a 4th grader saying, “I am your ruler bow down”. This continued for two hours until Bella looked at the clock and asked me, “ Doesn’t your mom get home at 5:00 PM. I said oh yeah. My face smelled like smelly sweaty socks and feet for the rest of the day. (Hope you guys enjoyed this story is purely fiction and it is my first time doing this so feedback would be great)

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Experiments I conducted on my little sister: Part I

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I’m the second child in four. The good thing about this fact is that while growing up, siblings #1 and #3 were both suitable playmates for me. If one of them didn’t want to play, I would simply hang out with the other one. Sometimes I had the luxury of choosing between the two of them.
Sometimes, at night, when my little sister and brother were already in bed and my elder sister didn’t want to play with me, I got bored with ways of entertaining myself. So occasionally, I would quietly sneak into their room, while they were still awake. My sister slept in a loft bed. At her feet, there was a big chair. My creative brain had invented the ultimate sport: get to that chair without getting noticed by her. This was a incredibly slow process, because my sister would be able to catch me with every potential noise I would make. If she simply turned her head and glanced over at the floor she would see me. Sometimes I would lie down on the floor for minutes without moving. Sometimes I would only move one limb per minute.
At times my brother, who slept in the same room, would spot me during this process. His bed was at a normal height. I would make him into my accomplice by quietly gesturing him to keep quiet. He always played along.
When I finally reached the big chair after a long and dangerous journey from the door, I would silently climb onto it. Quietly holding my breath, I would slowly change my weight from one foot to the other, until I was standing on the arms of the chair in ducked position.
At this point, my sister would still be completely unsuspecting of what was about to happen. She was usually just staring at the ceiling, minding her own thoughts, probably thinking about rainbows and sheep.
Out of nowhere, I would jump from behind her bed and scream. As you can imagine, this caused quite a reaction. It scared the hell out of her, time and time again.
It ended up with me laughing hysterically, thinking I was the most successful and hilarious super ninja in the world, and her needing to calm down after having a heart attack. In my mind I had the mad skills of a spy, which one day would prove to be useful in my future detective career.
Then I would just hang out for a bit. We would talk about whatever was on our minds until she got tired or I got bored and I would leave again.
You might think she hated this, but in fact, she really loved it.
These dark little visits gave me an idea.
I’ve always had a curious mind. So sometimes, in order to make sense of the world around me and prove certain theories, I would make my little sister into my own personal test subject.
I had heard about a certain theory that had caught my interest. Supposedly, you dream of the things that you hear around you during your sleep. This was a fascinating concept. It would mean, that you could influence what others dream about. That was even more exciting than lucid dreaming. I decided to test if it worked.
So one night, after my younger siblings fell asleep, I sneaked into their room.
I decided that the best way to test my theory, was by whispering one word over and over again in my sister’s ear. The next day, I would ask her what she had dreamt about. It was a fail-safe plan.
Great thought went into what word I would use. I thought about using a boy’s name from her school, but this was too big a risk. She might not want to share that with me the next day. It should be a word that normally wouldn’t necessarily be in her dreams, but would be very recognizable.
I decided to go with ‘washing machine’.
My sister was lying in bed. She was already dozing off, when suddenly she heard someone hissing into her ear. She opened her eyes, bewildered.
At this point she realised that I, for some reason, was 1. awfully close to her and 2. repeatedly whispering ‘washing machine’ (with a hypnotic rhythm and tone for effect) into her ear.
While still in the middle of my experiment, my sister had clearly awakened. This wasn’t really part of the plan, but as she was awake now anyways, I eagerly asked her what she dreamt about, just now. I was desperate to know if my experiment had worked.
Anything in particular, like… perhaps… a washing machine?
I WASN’T SLEEPING. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Disappointed with this new piece of information, I decided to confide in her. I told her of my fantastic experiment. She didn’t seem quite as enthusiastic. Clearly, she just wasn’t the kind of person who would recognise the value and beauty of a good science experiment when it is right in front of her.
Oh well. I figured I just needed to try again another time.
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Haha, I love this post! It’s definitely one of my favourites. Everrr. So much fun to read this from your point of view. I’m so going to save this and treasure it. You can illustrate a book: ‘OHANA adventures, crazy monkeys’. Going to be fun… Can’t wait for the rest of the series. ;)
Haha, I’m definitely considering drawing more ;)
Family stories are the best. This is so sweet and silly!
I loved reading this! You should make a children’s book out of this :D
:D Thanks! I have a lot more stories left, so who knows
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This is real and I am describing this exactly as it happened because I have no idea what to do and I am scared for the first time in my life.
I am male 16 and my sister is 11. We were fine before this. Then I went and fucked things up. A couple weeks ago I was doing fine minding my own business when in the morning my sister asked me to play with her. My mom wasnt awake. I said I would since we don’t often. We played checkers for a little bit. Then she asked if we could do something else so I started tickling her sides. We went on tickling. I think i was horny. I didnt know why. I reached into her panties and felt her. Then we went
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