Finn felt his cheeks blushing. Suddenly, the room felt too hot.
With each beat of his heart, his cock hardened, growing in length and girth.
He needs to pull back.
“Alice?” he called, his voice cracking.
If his sister would open up her eyes now, she would see her muscular big brother folded and kneeling at her feet, his raging boner sticking from under his shorts and pressing on her sole. There would be no quiche big enough to save him from the humiliation she would pull him through.
But Alice remained still and silent. She really must have been asleep.
“I must stop this,” thought Finn, but couldn’t.
At long last his penis was pressing on warm feminine flesh.
“It’s my sister! It’s just her sole!”
Her sole had no right to feel this good on his cock, but it did. The deceivingly soft and tender foot of his little sister was claiming the remaining bits of willpower with each passing moment. Finn found himself unable to move – his limbs refused to obey him. His place was on his knees by his sister’s bed, overwhelmed by the pleasure a mere touch of his sister’s foot was granting him.
With trembling hands, Finn reached for her calf. He tried to grab it as if he was just giving her a massage, and his raging cock just happened to be there, rubbing on her sole.
Finn’s was now fully erect. His dick was always his pride – above average in length, but thick with protruding veins and a broad head. His dick alone, or with a few helping hands on the clitoris, has brought so many women from all over the world to screaming orgasms. Finn never had any trouble with getting any girl to submit to his cock, to let him fuck her mouth, or – his favorite – to fuck her tits and come on her face. He could easily do that, and then go for a few more rounds, until either his girlfriend would collapse from exhaustion, or his sister would come banging on a door angry that she couldn’t sleep from all the moaning and screaming.
Well, now his cock got caught on his sister’s sole and he felt outclassed – like he was an awkward boy undoing his first bra of a mature woman.
Finn pulled back a little and his shaft slid across sister’s sole. It felt so good he barely contained a moan. A precum was dripping from his tip, unlike any time he had before.
“Alice… please…” a quiet whisper was his cry for help. Let Alice wake up, he needed her now! Let her see him like that, let her detest him for the rest of her life, just let her stop him… For he could not.
Finn’s hips began buckling up and down a little, humping his sister’s soft sole. He gazed upon his sister’s face, but Alice appeared deeply asleep, with slightly blushed cheeks.
Finn looked away. She was so pure and innocent, and he was a filthy animal, unworthy of the sight of her peaceful face.
Still humping, he focused on her other foot. Why are her feet so perfect, how can they make him feel so good? It was so wrong, but Finn could not help but pick up the pace.
Bending over he brought his face to the other sole. He wanted to kiss it so badly, but that would definitely wake her up. With his lips almost touching her toes he took a long whiff. Her feet still smelled so sweet, with a slight hint of a savory scent of sweat.
That’s when he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching – faster than ever before. It took him all his willpower to straighten up. Freezing in place, and looking at the ceiling his whole body trembled with anticipation.
“Gnnn” came out of his throat, as he barely managed to edge instead of falling over.
It was his last chance to step back and leave. He panted, his dick throbbing on his sister’s sole, as he didn’t dare to even twitch a muscle afraid of exploding. He had to leave now, there was no other way.
Suddenly Alice shifted in her sleep. Her feet moved and the big and middle toes slid down his shaft.
Her toes were halfway past his dick when he realized in terror that there was no coming back. He’s about to blow the biggest load right on his sister’s foot.
Her toes reached his scrotum and moved away, and then the biggest orgasm of his life hit him. With the remaining forces, he pulled his shirt to cover the tip – right in time to cover the first blast.
Biting on his forearm not to scream, and covering with his shirt Finn collapsed to the ground.
He barely touched his sister’s sole as he humped and then it was just one stroke from her. It was the most ruined orgasm of his life, and yet it was the most intense.
Groaning and rolling on the floor beneath his sister’s feet Finn shot rope after rope of his goo into a shirt that was now dripping with semen.
Overwhelmed with pleasure Finn was about to pass out.
Finally, it stopped. Finn lay on the floor, the last drips of cum leaking from his deflated cock. He was spent – completely and utterly.
Suddenly he came to his senses. What has he done! Panicking, but very quietly he rose on shaking feet. He must have managed to muffle his sounds because his sister still appeared asleep.
He has to leave now – before her room starts reeking of semen. Still holding his cock and smeared shirt in one hand, he carefully raised and placed sister’s feet on her bed with the clean one. Having tucked her blanket he sneaked out of the room.
Only when the door closed firmly behind Finn did Alice open up her eyes.
***
The next day Alice woke up later than usual. Her brother was not waking her up this time.
Silently she sneaked into the shower, where she spent way more time than usual scrubbing her body. Only when the water in the boiler ran out completely did she get out. It was nothing unusual for her to to wear pajamas to breakfast, but this time she wanted to get fully dressed. Sweater, jeans, warm socks. Alice felt like she needed something to put up a barrier from the world.
Finn greeted her way more anxiously than usual and served a breakfast that was way tastier than normal – with cacao and jam toasts she didn’t even know they still had. Under any other circumstances, it would be sweet and she would be thankful. Today she barely said a word, only nodding or shaking her head when she absolutely had to.
Alice didn’t even glance at her brother, as he nervously circled the room, picking stuff up here, and sorting out some leftover chores over there, pretending that everything was fine.
In her head thoughts were racing. She was trying to understand – what happened last night?
It’s not like she had trouble with labeling it. Last night her brother used her body without consent for his own sexual pleasure. There was a word for it. A very heavy, and very charged word indeed… But the implications that came from it were too much for her to handle.
Finn decided to finally honor his promise of getting that water pump issue sorted and asked for her to spot him while he did so. Alice just shrugged her shoulders in a vague agreement. She wouldn’t be able to survive alone either if her brother got mauled by a bear.
The Arctic tundra is beautiful in the summer. It was three degrees Celsius outside, and Alice glanced upon the colorful field of various mosses. A snowy hill was towering in the distance. It was beautiful and peaceful. And quiet, save from the splashing and mumbled swearing coming from brother working on a sandy beach behind her.
If not for one angry momma bear protecting her overly curious cub nearby, this expedition would be a lovely vacation.
Alice gazed upon the sky, allowing for a chill wind to hit her face and to get under the jacket. She got goosebumps on her skin, but that was just what she needed to clear her head.
Why didn’t she stop her brother? Was she terrified? Afraid? Was she a helpless victim? Or, perhaps…
A memory surfaced from her last school year. By then she was no longer an afraid child and started opening up – by trading closed boots for slippers, and baggy jeans for long, but comfortable skirts that didn’t hide her legs as much. It was annoying to receive unwanted compliments from strangers still, but she was learning to take those with a hint of humor.
Her grades went well, except for English – despite learning from their adventures to communicate freely, written English and conjuring tenses were a source of frustration to her. It didn’t help that ugly mister Hudson teaching the class was a massive prick who vented his frustration onto defenseless students. Until one day, when Alice got tired from walking all day long and placed her tired bare feet on a free seat in front. Class started as usual – with Mr. Hudson insulting everyone, until suddenly this small authoritarian man derailed, blushed, lost his train of thought, and started stammering. No one could understand what was going on, except for Alice – who saw her teacher’s eyes glued to her bare soles as if he was unable to look away.
That’s when she understood the power her feet may wield over men, and in that case she took full advantage. Now, whenever Hudson would lash out or give her a low mark – she would march straight into his office. There wasn’t a single physical contact between them – Alice would just sit on a small student’s chair with her arms and legs crossed, and calmly explain why she thinks that her grade is unfair.
report And opposite her, hiding behind his massive desk, a small man who was her teacher would blush, cough, and stammer, unable to take his eyes away and mesmerized by the movements of her foot with a heel occasionally slipping off. Very quickly he learned to leave Alice alone, to save himself the humiliation of having his brain turned into mush, and Alice finished class with the highest mark possible.
Now, thinking back to what happened last night, it finally clicked together for Alice.
She wasn’t helpless or afraid. She knew that at any point in time, she could say something, and her brother would spend the rest of his life begging for her forgiveness. The reason she allowed it to get this far was because… Because for the first time in her life, she felt so fully in control.
She felt nothing but disgust towards freaks who would drool over her feet from the moment’s notice. Her brother, however, was anything but. He was strong, charismatic, and honorable. He never had trouble with getting what he wanted from women. In no way could Alice even bring herself up to think badly of a brother she grew up looking up to. And she had numerous confirmations that he wasn’t interested in female feet.
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