Footjob, of Course

"Hmmm," Rachel wondered, "I think I know what you want. Hop on up."

I did as I was told and sat up next to Rachel on my bed. Her hair was a mess as it draped over her shoulder and the top looked like she had just got out of bed, but the micro dress was still hanging on her body like when she first entered my room. I looked down at her chest and saw her pert tits within arms reach. Unable to help myself, I reached out and started massaging her left tit over the dress. Even covered, those B-cup breasts felt amazingly soft and pliable. Sis started to moan under her breath, and I could feel her nipples hardening under my caresses. After a while, she put her hand over mine and light-heartedly pushed me away.

"Mmmmm, no bro, not yet." Rachel leaned over and said, "But soon."

Bending over to grab the bottle of oil on the floor, she handed it to me. As I looked at the label, Rach dropped on the floor and scooted in front of me.

" 'Dragon's kiss warming massage oil', huh. Where'd you get this?"

"The 'Intimate' shop in old town, they have a bunch of things that aren't really meant for sex, but that's what we are gonna use it for."

"What? you want me to lube up your va—"

Rach cut me off by throwing her feet on my lap and laying back, " Get rubbin'."

I look down, then it hits me, "Huh, oh."

I squirted some oil onto my hands and began to rub it on her feet. They were already mostly dry by the time I started, but they were starting to glisten again.

Rach lays her head down and closes her eyes, "That feels good. I'm gonna have to have you do this to my feet even when we aren't doing it."

"Feels that good, huh?"

"Oh yea, baby."

I chuckle, "Hey, don't go falling asleep on me, now."

Rach quickly opens her eyes, but doesn't move, "Shit, sorry."

I had covered her feet with the oil and I could feel the heat in my hands. It wasn't uncomfortable, just enough to feel it, and it made her feet all the better.

"I think you're ready."

My little sis shuffled herself a bit closer and lifted her head to look into my eyes, "Time for the show to start!"

My dick had softened during our foot play, and it didn't go unnoticed. Rach lightly brushed the tip of her toes over my sack as she pressed the bottom of one of her feet against the underside base of my shaft and stroked upward till it reached the tip. She did this a couple of times to get me hard. After I was finally hard again, she put both of her feet on the sides of my dick and cradled them between the arches that created a makeshift oval around my dick.

"You ready?"

"Fuck yea!"

On cue, she started pistoning her feet up and down slowly my swollen pole and getting faster every time her feet hit my hips. The massage oil was doing its job, making those delicate feet glide smoothly along its prize. I could feel the warmth spreading across my dick intensifying every single thrust. Pretty soon, I could see my shaft shining in the light. Almost like It had been polished by her tiny little throat. I couldn't help but moan as the ruby red feet were sliding up and my huge rod. She was pumping as fast as she could go, her feet massaging my tip every time they reached the end. that delicious pussy was clearly visible, puffed and flushed with need. Her clit was poking out to greet me and aching for attention, and with every motion, I could see that slit shine with juices. Sis was really enjoying this.

Rachel could see that I was close to cumming, and decided to rest my tip on the underside of her toes with one foot and play with my flute with the other.

"Yes, bro, cum on my feet. I fucking need it! Give it to me!" she moaned out with lust-drunk eyes.

Unable to handle her toes playing along my stick any longer, I gave in to the rush and let it all out over her foot. It covered her toes completely and was starting to roll down her foot to her ankle, my alabaster seed marking its way as it went. Rachel took her foot off my shaft and started to wriggle her toes, playing with my cum. As she did, you could see the cum connect the toes by long strands. She then started to rub her feet together spreading the cum as much as she can on both feet.

"Your cum feels really good, Mike," She contently sighs, "Can you go get me a towel, I don't want to walk on carpet with my feet all sticky."

"Sure," I say, sitting up from my post-climax haze.

after a second to catch my breath, I stand up and start heading towards the bathroom.