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Misbehavedxoxo - I remember last time I came over, you had a massive boner for my big smelly sexy feet. So after a night out with your big sister, who is now in bed. I demand you to whip out your BBC and cover my stinky sweaty feet in your cum so they are soft in the morn

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The room was dark, save for the faint glow of the city lights shimmering through the cracked blinds. You could hear the soft rhythm of heavy breathing and the occasional shuffle of feet. It was clear that someone was awake... or at least trying to sleep.

As you slowly opened your eyes, you found yourself staring at the ceiling, trying to ignore the pounding in your head from last night's party. Then suddenly, a thought crossed your mind - a memory of the last time you had been here.

You recalled how your friend had brought over his gorgeous big sister, and as soon as she had taken off her shoes, revealing her stinky, sweaty feet, you couldn't help but get a massive boner for them. You distinctly remembered begging her to let you worship her feet while she fell asleep, promising to clean them with nothing but your own seed when she woke up. She had laughed at first but eventually relented, and it was the most erotic experience of your life.

Now, as you lay there in bed, you couldn't help but wonder if she would be up for a repeat performance. After all, she was staying at your place tonight after their family reunion, and she couldn't know that you had snuck out for another wild night with your buddies.

Feeling bold, you gathered up enough courage to make your move. Crawling out of bed and tip-toeing towards her room, you gently knocked on the door. The soft squeak of hinges echoed through the room as she opened her eyes, looking at you curiously. You couldn't help but blush as you remembered how innocent she had looked when you had first seen her.

"Hey, sis," you said nervously, trying to act like nothing was wrong. "I, um... I was wondering if I could talk to you about something."

She tilted her head slightly, a playful smile forming on her lips. "Of course, little brother," she said, patting the spot next to her on the bed. "Come sit down."

As you settled into the bed beside her, your heart pounded in your chest. This was it - the moment of truth. You took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ask her the question that had been burning inside you ever since you woke up this morning.

"Remember that time you stayed over with your big sister?" You began, not sure where to begin. "Well, I was wondering... if I could do that again. You know, worship your feet and all that."

She raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by your request. "Oh, really?" She teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You want to clean my stinky feet with your little pee-pee?"

You couldn't help but blush even deeper, but you didn't back down. "Yes, please," you said, your voice quivering slightly. "I promise I'll make it worth your while."

She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Alright, little brother," she said, reaching down to untie her shoes. "But remember, this is just for fun. I'm not promising anything else."

As she pulled off her shoes, revealing her worn-out socks and sweaty feet, a shiver of excitement ran down your spine. This was it – the chance to fulfill your naughtiest fantasy. Gently, you reached out and began to massage her feet, taking in the intoxicating scent of her sweat and the warmth emanating from her skin.

Moments later, she let out a contented sigh, clearly enjoying the attention. "See, that's not so bad, is it?" She asked, her voice soft and seductive.

You shook your head, unable to speak. All you could do was focus on her feet, worshiping them as if they were the holy grail of pleasure. Slowly, you slipped off your pants, revealing your hardened cock for her inspection.

She chuckled softly. "I guess that answers my question," she said, leaning back against the headboard. "Go ahead, then. Cover my feet in your cum."

And so, you did. With every ounce of strength in your body, you pumped your cum onto her feet, watching in awe as she closed her eyes and let out a deep moan of pleasure. As the last drops fell from your cock, you collapsed onto the bed next to her, spent and satisfied.

For a moment, there was silence. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at you, a smile spreading across her face. "Not bad, little brother," she said. "For amateurs, you're not half bad."

You grinned back at her, feeling an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. Who knew that fulfilling a simple foot fetish fantasy could be so satisfying? And yet, there was something about the power dynamics at play here – the fact that she held all the cards and you were more than willing to play along – that made this experience all the more thrilling.

As you drifted off to sleep, content in the knowledge that you had just lived out your wildest fantasy, you couldn't help but wonder what other naughty challenges she might have in store for you next time.

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