Rubbing my sister’s shoulders was all the more enjoyable now, with the closeness we had together. It wasn’t erotic, it was my love for her as her brother. And she knew that.
After two or so scenes of the movie had passed, she tilted her head back, looking much more relaxed. “Can I ask you to rub my feet too?”
I nodded so she got up on the couch, sitting on the opposite end and putting her feet on my lap. Again, this wasn’t new, though it was less frequent. She only asked for a foot rub when she was really stressed. Fortunately she had very pretty, delicate feet and it was no problem to me to rub them for her. We both were turned toward the TV as I gently kneaded the soft soles of her feet, and between her toes. Just to help her relax more, I massaged her ankles and her calves for a little while. I enjoyed the silky smoothness of her legs and the firm feel of her muscles.
“So how was your date?” she asked, smiling at me.
I shrugged. “Fun, we had a good time.”
My fingers continued to knead her calf muscles and I heard her sigh. Then she giggled and asked, “So did you kiss her goodnight?”
I moved back to her feet and massaged the soles again, then found it more comfortable to play with her toes – massaging the joints, softly bending each one to stretch the muscles, kneading the areas between her toes.
“No, I didn’t really get the chance.”
She gave me a look and I could tell she felt my disappointment.
“You need to be cheered up, don’t you?” she asked. When I nodded, she slipped her feet away from me and stood up, then got me to lay down on the floor next to the couch.
“Here. Since you’re being so nice let me do the same for you.” she said. She laid on the floor with me but with her feet by my head and her head by my feet.
Propped on her side, Sara took one of my feet in her hands and began to massage it. Following her lead I reached forward and wrapped my fingers around one of her feet as well to continue where I had left off.
Feeling my sister’s fingers work into the soles of my feet made me even more attentive to rubbing hers and I did my best to make sure I gave her as good as what she was giving me. She’d never done this for me before and it was really soothing to me as and was helping me forget about my frustration with Tanya.
After a while I became so relaxed that my brain shut down and I just kept rubbing her toes as I watched the movie. Hearing her voice startled me. I looked over to find her looking at me with an odd look on her face. I gave her a questioning look to get her to repeat whatever she had said.
“I said, that’s turning me on.” She told me with an embarrassed grin.
“Oh… um, sorry.” I said, and smiled. I looked at her foot to see myself massaging her between her toes. After a second I asked, “Just from that?”
She nodded. “It was really relaxing at first… it’s just getting me a little worked up the other way.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just smiled and put more pressure to the spaces I was rubbing.
She pursed her lips, pretending to be irritated, but laughed. “Alex!” She scolded. I shrugged just to tease her.
I rubbed her toes, then looked up at her. She looked at me. I’m not sure why I did but as she was watching I pulled her foot forward until her little, painted toes were right in front of me and I kissed them.
“Alex!” she said, laughing but a little urgent.
I decided to go with it and kissed one of her smaller toes. She bit her lip and a moment later she had spread her toes for me. I slipped one of her toes into my mouth and licked it, slipping my tongue around the little digit and between it’s neighbors. I thought I heard her groan and her foot twitched but her toes stayed spread apart to let me lick between them more easily.
“Oh gosh…” I heard her say and I continued to twirl my tongue across the sensitive undersides of her soft little toes. It was a weird feeling to know this was my sister’s toes in my mouth but I enjoyed knowing she was taking such pleasure out of what I was giving her.
I felt her body move closer to me until she was hugging my calves with her face against my shins. Her breasts were pressed against my thighs and my dick was pressed against her belly. Her foot crinkled and her toes bent and straightened as I sucked on her toes.
It was only a few more moments later that I felt her begin to move. She pulled her foot out of my grasp and shifted her weight to push me onto my back with her on top. I had to quickly reposition my arms as she slid her feet under and past my shoulders and sat back, straddling my head. All I saw, with the hem of her nightgown surrounding me, was the crotch of her panties… only several inches above my face.
“If you’re always in this mood after a date…” she began and ended with a frustrated, anxious sigh.
With the sounds and light from the movie surrounding us, I felt my pulse quicken as I memorized every line and curve of her body above me and every thread I could see of her cotton underwear. I could smell her feminine scent and feel the heat radiating from between her legs as I reached into my pajama pants and started to stroke my firming erection. I breathed deep and let my hand pleasure my cock, knowing she was watching.
Sara put her hands on my chest and I nearly jumped at the touch of her skin. As I rubbed my dick in front of her, she started to slowly gyrate her hips, sensually moving her crotch around in front of my eyes. I could already feel precum starting to dampen my PJ’s as I stared at my sister’s panties. Her fingertips pressed deeper into my skin and she began to knead my chest. In return I put my free hand on her bare thigh.