My Best Friend's Sister
(Posted on Tuesday, September 18, 2001)
This story was submitted by Lydia Blath.

My name is Lydia Blath and I am 21 years old. I am about 5'8" and weigh about 170 lbs. I have long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. My lips are full and pouty, which make for the most perfect kisses. I have natural C-cup breasts, which are gorgeous. I have sexy legs and the crown jewel of my body rests at the bottom, my feet. I have beautiful feet and toes, with high arches. I always wear sandals (except in the winter), and my toenails are always painted, usually red, because I love to show off my feet.

One day I was sitting at home with nothing to do, so I decided to walk to my best friends house. She only lived a few blocks away, so I could get there in no time. I still lived at home while going to college and so did my friend and her sister. Lisa is my friend's name and Lana is her sister. They are twins.

Lisa and Lana both have beautiful feet and toes as well. I always try to touch Lisa's feet in sneaky ways, but she always pulls away. I also do the same with Lana, but she never pulls away. I think in a way, she knew that I loved feet and would let me get pleasure out of fondling them. I could go as far as to say that she loved having her feet played with. I would do various things to her feet; massages, tickling, and just playing around with them. They are the softest feet, you could ever imagine, like silk. One time Lana dared me to suck her big toe, so I lifted her foot up to my mouth and gave her toe the best suck I knew how.

As I was walking, I thought of Lisa and Lana's feet, and became very horny. As I arrived at their house, I noticed that Lana's car was the only one there. I went up to the door and knocked. Lana answered the door.

"Hey Lydia!" Lana said excitedly.

Lana had only a towel on and her hair was wet. I had made the assumption that she had just gotten out of the shower.

"Hey Lana." I said.

"Come on in!" Lana said , still with a bit of excitement in her voice.

I went in and sat on the couch, and Lana informed me that Lisa had gone to spend the day with her boyfriend and that her parents were at work. She also informed me that she had to go dry her hair and that she would be right back.

Lana is a very tall, sexy woman. She is about 6'1" and weighs about 175 lbs. She has long brown hair and green eyes. She has a very sexy tummy, or at least I've always thought so. She has long, gorgeous, sexy legs and a pair of the most spectacular feet I have ever laid eyes on. She has high arches and probably wears a size 8 and 1/2.

"So, how's it going?" Lana asked as she strutted out of the bathroom, wearing only a bath robe, with her precious feet exposed.

"Fine, couldn't be better, I just finished by big paper for school this morning." I said.

"Oh, that's great!" Lana replied.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" Lana asked.

"No, I'm fine." I replied.

Lana went into the kitchen to get something to eat, which gave me some time to think about how I could get at those feet in a sneaky way.

Lana returned from the kitchen with a bowl of ice cream and sat indian-style on the couch. The way she was sitting, both of her feet were hidden from my view. We began to talk.

About 10 minutes into the conversation, Lana spilled her bowl of ice cream. And it just so happens that it landed all over her feet and ankles.

"Oh, shit!" Lana yelled. "Dammit!"

"Here, let me get you some paper towels." I said.

"No, don't bother." she said. "Couldn't you just lick it off, for
me?"

At first I thought she was kidding, but she didn't start laughing, so I knew she was serious. I couldn't even form a sentence. The only thing I could think of was, "WOW!"

"Really?" I asked, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Yeah, I know you like my feet in a sexual way, so they're yours."

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"Well, it's obvious. You are always touching them and rubbing them. And one day I caught you in the bathroom just after you had given me a foot massage, smelling your hands."

"Do you think I'm a pervert or something?" I asked.

"No," she said. "I think it's sexy. Now could you please lick this stuff off? It's cold!"

I lifted Lana's foot to my mouth, while thinking that I had to be the luckiest woman in the world right now. I began to lick the ice cream off of Lana's toes, sucking each toe, one-by-one. Lana had opened up her robe to expose her beautiful naked body, and beagn poking at her pussy. She then put her hand out flat and began to do a circular motion on it with the palm of her hand.

I then moved to the sole of her foot and began to plant little kisses as I went. Lana began to rub her breasts, which became hard. She began to do a circular motion on her nipple and then went on to rub her entire breast with her hand. She then let out a series of the sexiest moans imaginable.

Last I moved to her heel, which I licked clean slowly. Then I did the same with her other foot.

By now Lana had grabbed a nearby brush and began sticking thehandle of it into her pussy, while moaning even louder. I myself, even though the ice cream had been licked off, was still licking her feet.

I then gently leaned forward, and pulled the brush out of Lana's pussy. I then leaned back against the couch cushion and stuck my big toe inside of Lana. I began to move my toe in and out. Lana by now had reached the loudest moan of the day.

It was very hot inside the house, and by this time we and the couch were
both covered in sweat.

I had taken the brush that had just been deep inside Lana and put it into my mouth. and began to suck on it. I then grabbed one of her feet and put her big toe into my pussy, and she started to do the same thing that I was doing to her, with my toe.

"Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" Lana let out a series of loud moans. "Don't stop, please, I'm gonna cum!" Lana said, barely getting out the words because of the moaning.

"I am too, oh god!!" I said.

We both eventually came on each other's feet. We licked our own cum off of each other's feet when we were done.

"Thank you, so much for this!" I said.

"Don't mention it," she said, breathless. "The next time you want my feet, just ask. I'll be happy to do this anytime."

We cleaned each other's feet off, and the couch, and I went home.

As I walked home, I thought to myself, "That was the best thing I have ever felt in my whole life and I doubt that any man can please me ever as good as Lana just did."

We have gotten to do this on other occasions and still try to re-kindel our foot flame as much as possible without Lisa finding out.

I would love to hear feedback. E-mail me at lydiablath13@hotmail.com. Thanks!!