As of this chapter, the content will mostly be M-rated. You've been warned.
I tossed and turned as the powerful odor of Ayame's feet still tickled my nose. Even about an hour after I had turned in for the night, the scent still lingered. I should have known better than to think I would actually get sleep tonight after being so stimulated before. I had to do something to relieve this tension so I can get some sleep. The only thing, however, that I could think of was jacking off until the stimulation was gone and I couldn't even think about feet for the rest of the night.
Or so I thought.
I heard the door creaking as light footsteps approached me. One of two possibilities ran through my mind; either Kagura was up to no good again, or Ayame had woken up and saw the drawings we left on her feet. Not wanting to alert the intruder I was fully awake, I partially opened my eyes to get a glimpse of who was coming. What I saw was a long, flowing pink nightdress, covering everything but the intruder's feet. Pale. Long. Beautiful. And familiar. I swear I've seen this pair before. I look up a bit to see who the feet belong to.
I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw it was Otae. Only...not quite her. Her eyelids were half-drooped, and her mouth was slightly open, and for the first time in what may be my entire life, her hair was not only down, but unkempt, little strands popping out here and there. My best guess was sleepwalking, because she had also been slightly mumbling. Now I actually did sit up, wondering what Otae was walking into.
"Otae?" I asked, "What are you doing in here?"
"Just collecting robot parts," Otae droned in her sleepwalking state, "I need 20 more batteries to get it running. Need to stop at the supermarket."
Before I could think of a way to redirect her out of my room, she started walking on me, stepping on my balls, which I will admit REALLY HURT! And the worse part was no matter how much I squirmed in pain, I couldn't get up. For someone so skinny, Otae really had a lot of strength.
"Why isn't the door automatically opening?" asked Otae, "Am I not stepping on it hard enough?"
Otae jumped up and down on top of my body, putting me in a whole lot of hurt. Holding my stomach with both hands, I rolled out from underneath her. Unfortunately, the sudden change in elevation causes Otae to slip, thus landing right on top of me. Fortunately for me, her gown didn't fly up enough for me to see her undies, but it still hurt when she landed on top of me.
"Jeez, Otae, what's with you?" I asked, "You almost made me lose my dinner!"
Otae clearly didn't hear that much. She simply rolled over, pushing her foot into my face. I should have just backed away from that. I really should have. Especially after what happened the other day where I woke up sucking on her toes (while dreaming of my favorite pop idol, no less). But again, her feet were fragrant, having little to no odor to them. Not a trace of toe cheese or dirt. I shouldn't have been thinking this, but she had prettier feet than the other two girls I've been dealing with. Okay, their feet are pretty good too, but they smell and both girls also have poor sleeping habits.
Taking a big gulp and bracing myself for the worst case scenario, I grabbed her foot and licked the balls of her feet. That was all I could muster to start.
"There's a mess on Aisle 20," Otae mumbled.
My lips went up to her arches, sucking every bit of flavored flesh there was. There was no crusty or cheesy taste. It was like candy; sweet on the taste buds with smooth edges. Seriously, of all the girls I've had feet encounters with, Otae may be the only one who actually uses lotion on her feet! Well, except maybe Eromes, but she's a rotten thief.
Assured I would not encounter toe cheese, I used my fingers to spread her slender toes apart, placing my tongue in between each digit. I licked over and under and then back some more. As Otae moaned in her slumber, I inserted her toes into my mouth. I pushed my mouth back and forth, getting her toes sliding across my tongue. Her pinky toe occasionally twitched. Now I singled out her big toe, getting my entire mouth wrapped around it as the rest of her toes pressed against my cheek.
But before I knew it, her foot slipped out of my mouth. Otae was now crawling towards the door, still in her sleepwalking state, mumbling about ribbons. While I figured it was probably for the best that I didn't go any further with my sister's feet, I couldn't get rid of the stimulation that built up. I knew I'd never get to sleep without it. I had to get rid of it somehow. But I could never jack off to my sister. Who else could...
I probably should have been more careful opening the door to Gin's bedroom. But since he and Ayame were both snoring, they weren't bothered by it at all. If I can't get off to my sister's feet, and I wouldn't dare try it on Kagura else she kill me, the only option, through process of elimination, was Ayame. This seemed somewhat familiar to me, reminding me of when I had gotten off while worshipping Kimiko's feet when she passed out drunk. But this time, I knew I had to take it a step ahead.
Knowing Ayame wouldn't wake up, I had taken off my pants and exposed my already erect member. As Ayame snored, I grabbed both her feet and placed my dick between them. I could still smell her foot odor even when her feet weren't in my face. It helped stimulate me more as I used my hands to force both her feet up and down, stroking me. A small part of the markers I used on her feet were leaking onto my penis, as well as some of her foot sweat. Which is odd since technically I'm the one doing all the work.
As my dick got harder, her toes started to sweat more, which also made them stink more...which would also made my dick even harder. It was all quite a rapid cycle. But feeling the flesh of her soles against my member and her toes bundled up against my tip, I came a lot faster than I should have. And a lot more than when I was with Kimiko. After about 10 seconds, I stopped shaking her feet and I was finally unloaded.
And then I remembered I would have to clean up. Shit.
Why Gin keeps scanned copies of that red-haired chick with the bikini top and the booty shorts, I don't know. But he had several of the same image on many pages. He wouldn't notice one gone missing. I grabbed one and, first and foremost, wiped her feet clean, which also got rid of some of my scribbles from earlier. I also managed to wipe most of it off of her legs, too. Fortunately, she was wearing a pair of shorts rather than pants, or that would be harder to clean up.
Feeling satisfied with myself, and finally exhausted enough to get some sleep, I left Gin's room, not even bothering to keep quiet, and made my way back to my futon. Before I drifted off to sleep, though, one thought kept entering my mind.
What if Kagura wanted to give me a footjob?
I apologize if anyone was looking forward to more mature stuff with Otae, but as a fellow foot-fetishist, I draw the line at immediate blood relatives. And I think with how Shinpachi is in the manga and anime, he's more or less the same way. But rest assured, more is up ahead, with maybe a couple extra additions.
By the way, the rd-haired chick mentioned earlier was Yoko Littner.