A weird evening

You wake up still comfortably nestled in Sarah's sock. Her soft sole and toes proved to be fantastic sleeping pals, you have to admit. Maybe you can do it again in the future.

You shake your head. What the hell? Did you really thought that? Your own big sister used you as a sex toy. It was all so fucked up, it is fucked up. And somehow she thinks it is all your fault for... teasing her. Flashes of what happened merely hours before appear in front of your eyes, what to do? What to do?

Before you can think of a plan, your sister stirs. Her toes wiggle against your head and shoulders, you can hear a faint giggle coming from her. Her foot shifts, then you feel the sock being pulled and you are finally free of your foot-prison. "Slept well? I had a wonderful nap!" She says, with a radiant smile.

Your mind is a battlefield of conflicting emotions. On one side you feel humiliated, abused, and in danger; on the other, you have never seen your sister so happy in your presence, in fact you can even feel a hint of pride in how happy and satisfied she looks. Your big sister may have been a pain in the ass for all of your life, but she was never cruel, and in fact she helped you more often than not, at home and in school, much more than your mother, even if she never lost her annoying haughty attitude. At least until now.

Without saying anything, she carries you to the living room, where she leaves you on the sofa. Then, she sits down as well and turns on the TV. "Wanna watch something together?"

Taken aback, it takes you a few moments to respond. "Sure, why not?" The afternoon is gone, anyway, you are not going to get anything productive done this day.

You start watching a movie. Sarah's taste does not match yours, but what she chose is good enough for a lazy watch. You let your worries wash off you, focusing on the dumb comedy on display.

When you notice your sister's gaze is on you, it is already too late. her smug smile is the last thing you see, before you are shrouded in darkness and a soft mass squashes you against the soft pillow under you. Having slept on it, you immediately recognize her foot. "You looked cold, little bro. You fell better now, right?"

You try to shout back at her, but all you manage is a muffled scream that only tickles Sarah's sole. "Eheh, knew you'd like it." She moves her foot a little, letting your head poke through between her toes. You see Sarah's smug smile standing tall above you. "You've been such a good brother today, I'm going to give you a little reward."

She moves her foot down and stops with her toes above your crotch. She takes your pants down with surprising ease, letting your dick free. You have no time to question her intentions, because she immediately start massaging your malehood with her second toe. The soft pad feels wonderful, you cannot help but let out a moan. Sarah giggles, delighted by your reaction.

Soon enough you are fully hard. Despite all of the doubts you have, you cannot help but enjoy it. In fact, you hips start moving on their own, humping her toe. She let you go for a moment, only to take your erection between her big toe and second toe, and starts moving them just a little. The soft pressure is too much for you, you find yourself holding back your orgasm. Your cock angrily twitches, **** to release its load, you grip the fabric of the pillow, as pressure builds up in your groin, until you cannot hold back anymore.

With a loud whine, your dick throbs and releases a large spurt of cum, that travels high and coats Sarah's toes with your semen. Another follows, and then another one. Your sister keeps pumping your dick, until it gets painful for you. You push her toes away, to no avail, but eventually she gets the message and releases your deflating cock. Then, she brings her toes to her mouth and licks your tiny cumshot whole, savoring it before swallowing. You are not sure if she actually did taste anything or if she just put up a show for you, but it barely matters.

What matters is that Sarah's eyes are once again burning with lustful energy. You do not have time to recover from your amazing orgasm that you feel dread washing over you. Your big sister stands on her knees, towering over your minute form, then takes down her panties and lowers herself over you. You are immediately coated in her juices, as your are **** face first into her labia.

Sarah shudders, then starts grinding back and forth, putting pressure on you with her whole upper body. After a few thrusts, she moves the pillow you are standing on a little and starts riding it. You live an inferno of oppressing pressure, friction, and wetness. You are constantly one second away from suffocating due to her juices, or having a limb broken off by her aggressive movements. All you can do is stay as still as you can, desperately gripping the pillow, as she rides you with wild abandon.

Fortunately for you, it does not last long. Her arousal climbs to vertiginous levels, as her rhythm steadies. Her legs shiver in delight, while the room is filled with the sound of her passionate moans. Then her muscles suddenly tense up, her vulva pulsates against you as her orgasm runs through her body. The contractions only make your situation worse, with more female fluids pouring out and into your mouth and nose.

Somehow you survive the ordeal. Sarah finally lifts her pussy off of you. You are taken over by a fit of cough, but you recover soon enough. You look at your sister, who has collapsed on the sofa, in blissful rapture.

Your life has taken a crazy twist. It is crazy how much your relationship with your sister has evolved in less than twenty four hours, but a lot of questions remain.