Well here comes the second part of my story to My Sister's Friend. As all you people know already about my relationship with the girl of my dreams, let me tell you a little more about it.

In the last story my sweetheart was going to meet her parents. I was very upset, but after the late night experience with her, I was even more sad. I was not able to sleep even after 6 hours straight of sucking and kissing her feet. Then my sister woke up and I had to stop. Then I went to sleep because everybody in the house was waking up. At least I tried to fall asleep, but the thought that she would be leaving me for 15 days was too much for me. I was not able to close my eyes even for one second.

Then came the morning and the day when she was supposed to leave. After packing her bags and everything, my father asked her how is she was planning on going to her parents place. She said that she would take a taxi from our place and then take a bus. Well, my father never lets any of us travel on buses. We have a very bad transportation system in Pakistan. The moment of my life came when my father said to me, "Irfan, you are not doing anything today are you?"

I said, "No. Why?"

He said, "Why don't you and your sister take Faiza (I will call her Faiza) to her house?"

I said, "Ok. No problem?" I didn't want to be so obvious, but in my heart I was jumping all over the place.

After 30 minutes the journey began. My sister was in the front seat and Faiza was in the back one. That was good for me because I had my rear view mirror set on her face and we were talking to each other through our eyes. It was a 5-hour drive one way, so the two of them talked for quite a while. Then my sister started to read a book and soon fell asleep.

Faiza was sitting back on the rear seat with her legs coming through to the front between the seats. She had no shoes on and was wiggling her toes while looking at me through the rear view mirror. There was a smile on her face and in her eyes. I put my hand on the hand brake and she extended her feet so that now her feet were resting on the hand brake. My hand was on the hand brake too, so she just pushed my hand with her feet a little bit just to tell me that they were there.

At first I was a little scared because my sister was sleeping right next to me, but after taking a look at Faiza's feet I couldn't resist. I put my hand on them. I was driving with one hand on the wheel and the other on Faiza's feet which were at my side. My sister was still asleep.

I just wanted to suck on those toes, but there was a little problem. I was driving and if I went down on her feet, "who would drive the car?" I thought to myself. I just grabbed her foot with my hand and ran my finger in the space in between her big toe and the next toe it was kind of sweaty in there so my finger just slipped. I was looking at her face directly through the rearview mirror all this time. After I grabbed her foot, she had a shock in her body like electricity had just passed throughout it. But she kept her feet in place.

Then I put all my fingers in between her toes. I pushed my finger onto her sole and then released my grip. This made her a little uncomfortable because my grip was too hard, but she didn't try to pull her feet back. I put my finger in my mouth and made it a little wet, running my wet finger along her foot. This time she pulled her feet back. She whispered in my ear that her feet were not clean. I said, "No problem," but she said that she thought it was disgusting. I said, "Ok. No problem."

After 10 minutes we passed by a rest area and she asked me to pull over. I told her that it wasn't a problem since I was feeling kind of hungry. So I woke my sister up and we stopped at the hotel to eat lunch. After having lunch she excused herself to go to the washroom. She came back after 2 minutes and then we were on our way again. My sister fell asleep after about 45 minutes leaving Faiza and I virtually alone together.

Again I put my hands on the hand brake just to let her know that I wanted to play with her feet, but she had something else in mind. She lowered my seat a bit more and raised both of her feet so that her feet were on both sides of my face. They were smelling good too. She had obviously washed her feet in the washroom earlier on. I love her so much. Then she touched my right ear with her foot and I was in heaven. I just turned my face towards her foot and tried to bite it. She just pulled her foot away from my face, but it was still up there.

I had to drive too, so my face had to be looking straight ahead. Both of her feet on the left and right side of my face was making me crazy. I was moving my head left and then straight, and then right and then straight again. She saw my frustration. She just pulled her feet together against my head. Now her feet were on my face, so my face was like a sandwich in between her feet. But there still was one problem. I couldn't lick her soles because her feet would be interrupting my driving. So she just lowered one foot while supporting her left leg with her hand. She pushed her foot towards me.

Her foot was on my chest now and I had on a dress shirt. I opened two buttons in the middle of my shirt and guided her foot in. This was the most dangerous position because if my sister woke up, there wouldn't have been enough time for her to pull back her foot, but both of us wanted to take the chance. So she rubbed her foot onto my chest. Because her feet had been out of her shoes for abut 50 minutes, they were cold. But my chest was warm and comfy, so she gave me her other foot too.

I guided it into the same hole of my shirt. I just wanted to suck on her toes now so badly. So I just guided one of her cold feet under my warm arm pit, which is very clean all the time, and I took her other foot in my hands. While my eyes were on the road, I gave her big toe a kiss. When my warm lips touched her cold feet, I felt the same shockwave go through her body again and I loved it. Then I put her toe into my mouth and sucked it hard, almost like a baby sucking on his feeder.

I started to put more and more of her toes into my mouth and after a few minutes, I had all five of her beautiful toes in my mouth. They were sweeter than anything sweet I had ever tasted! She was made of honey! Anyway, now all five of her toes were in my mouth, and my tongue was pressed against her foot. I just pulled her foot out of my mouth just like a lolly pop and put it back into my mouth. After I took her foot out of my mouth, it was all wet. So when I tried to wipe it clean with my shirt sleeve, she just pulled her foot back.

She came forward and tried to kiss me on my left cheek. I thought that she had been coming forward to say something, I turned my face towards her. By mistake, our lips touched. She gave me a kiss, a very small kiss, but man oh man, was that a kiss! She kissed me on my lips. She then laid back down into the seat. I looked at her through the mirror and she was smiling shyly. She was looking so cute. I just wanted to hug her and never let go.

The journey was almost over, so she just put her shoes back on and we entered the city where her parents lived. We dropped her at her house and we stayed there for a couple of hours. Then we left.

Once again, sorry you hardcore fans. Believe me when I say I really, really wanted to tell you guys about that hardcore thing in this story. But whenever I start to write about that, something else comes into my mind and I say to my self that I have to share it with all of you guys sometime. So maybe next time I will do it. Until next time, bye and do give me an e-mail if you liked this story.