Rachel's School Socks

As I scanned the room, Something white on the floor caught my eye: Rachel's socks that she had worn today, before she stripped down to her underwear. I made my way over to them and picked one up, feeling it between my fingers.

They were surprisingly soft for being a part of the school uniform. The boys' socks always felt as if they were designed to specifically be uncomfortable. But the girls' felt as if they were made of Egyptian cotton. They were only slightly miscolored from Rach wearing them today, still very much being pure white from the ankle up. I brought the sole to my nose and sniffed. The slight smell of sweat and lavender filled my nose and started to excite me. Fuck it, jacking off a bit wouldn't hurt., I just need to get out before she comes back. I quickly sat down on Rach's bed, dropped my pants and underwear, and stuck my dick into the sock. Beginning to imagine what it would be like to have Rachel wear them while using her feet on me, I closed my eyes and began to rub myself up and down.

Daydream

As I laid on the floor fully naked, Rachel stood above me, also naked except for her socks. I could see her trimmed pussy, begging for me to shove my dick into it. She smiled and began to rub one foot up and down my stomach. The weight of the foot and the softness of the sock felt amazing. It didn't take long for Rach to start trailing that foot up my chest and rest it under my chin. She looked me in the eyes and wiggled her toes, teasing me. It was held it there for what seemed to be an eternity before finally snaking it up my chin and beginning to play with my lips using her toes. I opened my mouth wide and Rachel slid the first inch in. The heavy smell of lavender filled my nose as she pistoned the foot softly in and out of my mouth while I flicked my tongue back and forth, playing with those clothed toes. The clean soft feeling of her foot felt amazing on my tongue as I continued to indulge myself. After a while, Rachel removed it, much to my disappointment, but quickly placed the other foot on my stomach. This time, instead of moving upward, she moved further south towards my dick.

When she reached the base of my rock-solid cock, she gave me a wink and glided it up my length till a foot reached the head. Rachel then casually swirled the tip around with the arch of her foot. Every time the very tip of my prick was dragged side to side, it sent a jolt of pleasure up my leg and into my spine. After having a bit of fun, it decided she was done playing around, and shifted her foot to the bottom of my shaft and lowered it gently till it was pressed against my stomach. Stroking it up and down, she increased her pace until I felt the all-familiar urge to cum, the softness and tightness of having my dick between me and my sister's foot was too much. Then suddenly... It all quickly faded.

Reality

I was just about to cum when I was dragged out of my masturbatory daydream by the sound of the bedroom door opening. In the doorway stood my sister, towel wrapped around her body, stunned into silence with a shock expression on her face. And here I was, caught red-handed with sock in hand, dick in sock, and my orgasm denied. After a long awkward silence of neither us moving or saying anything, Rach spoke up.