My Cousin's Sleeping Feet
by SoleToKeep

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This story is a bit short and sweet. I hope you all like.

About 10 years ago, I slept over my aunt's house who babysat me. My older cousin was invited over to spend the evening. We caught up since we have not seen each other in a long time, maybe about 7 to 6 years. Later that night, we were watching TV together, he on the sofa and I on the love seat, on the opposite side of the living room.

We talked a little until he got tired and he suddenly got a little sleepy and laid himself across the sofa on his side. When he looked like he was deep in his sleep I walked across the living room where his feet were and looked at them. All of a sudden caught a rush. I went to the bathroom and took and drained the main vein and washed my face. I was like, "okay relax and go to bed".

I walked back out to the living room and saw his soft, hot, golden sole and toes inviting me again. I walked pass the sofa and went to the love seat. After a few minutes, I heard him snore after I went back to the love seat and I just knew he would not move if I tried to pursue that hot sole. So I went by his foot the 3rd time and kneeled to the floor by where his foot was dangling. I positioned myself under it and I started to grab his sole very softly.

To my surprise, when I was pulling his foot toward my lap, it seemed as though he was helping me. I kind of shook for a moment. I looked up to see if his eyes were open, but they were still closed. I was then a bit skeptical of thinking he was asleep all the way. The snoring was a little lowered to a minimum by then. I pulled his foot again and he helped me again a couple more time until it was finally in my lap.

My throat was so lumped up and I was very turned on by this. I rested his foot on my crotch and I almost went crazy. I tickle the bottom of his sole and to my surprise, he started to wiggle his toes so fast and I lost it, LOL. I felt to good to feel his toes rub my crotch. I did this a few times until I creamed my boxers and then I gently put his foot on the floor where I was playing with it.

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and then I went to bed. The next evening, he came over to sleep again. The setting was the same as the night before but had a little spin to it this evening. As he got a little more tired, he had asked ironically, "Do you know how to massage?".

I replied, "Yes, I do, why's you ask?" He then said, "because I need a massage on my foot".

I said in a pretentious reluctance, "ok" and I worked on his feet until he fell asleep asking myself if he knew all along that I was playing with his hot, amazing toe the night before. None the less, I was happy that he had asked me to massage them.

And to conclude my foot story, you know what then happened after he was fast asleep.