s****r Lori Knows

I was such a little shy k** by nature and having two older s****rs, not very aggressive. I enjoyed spending time inside and did a lot of creative playing, reading and drawing as opposed to sports and rough play. I did play and did love being outside with my friends, but I was greatly influenced by my older s****rs. The younger one was 4 years older than me and the older one was 5 and ½ years older. They both had different personalities. Marlene, the younger, was more tomboyish and shorter in stature, little chunky. Lori, the older s****r was a teen flirt, big breasts for her age and always in some kinda boy trouble. So when I was around the 11-12 year old age, I started noticing their looks, their friends, what they wore and I found it got me pretty excited. About the same time, I was finding that when I masturbated, I was able to shoot stuff from my penis. I had my usual sock or two between the mattress or under my bed to make clean up a cinch while staring at the Farah Fawcett poster I had next to my bed that I had won at the carnival. But nothing compared to the curiosity of having two s****rs in the bedroom next door. I used to peek through the door when they went into the shower and sometimes I would go under their bed anticipating them coming into their rooms after the shower to change. Their beds were high rise canopy beds, so it gave me plenty of room and enough cover to spy and have my heart beat fast as I watched. Many times I would ransack through their drawers and even try on the panties they had or shoes they wore. While playing barbies with them (well, mine was a Ken doll ) I would glance down their t-shirts at the cleavage of my older s****r. She tended to play with me more and was more of a loving mother figure than the tomboy. I would look at photos in their albums of them and their friends that I thought were cute and masturbate. So it came as no surprise that I was yearning for more, some contact, as I began to exhaust all of the other perversion I could think of. It came to me one Saturday morning when Lori and I were the only ones in the house. She had been out late the night before and sl**ping late and I had popped up around 8 am to find my dad out to work and my mother and s****r Marlene out at some event. I went into Lori’s room to see if I could grab a peek or if she was up, have her make me breakfast. Upon entering, Lori was passed out on the bed in shorty pajamas, loosely fitted around her leg and her top exposing her stomach. She was on top of her covers and the room was semi dark with the morning sun trying to peek around the shades that were drawn. Her one leg was slightly bent and the other straight down with her foot towards the end of the bed. I crept to the bottom and took it all in after she didn’t answer to my calling her name in a loud whisper a few times. Peeking up her shorts, I saw her dark hairy bush. I became aroused instantly and began fondling myself at the foot of the bed. This notion came upon me to pull out my cock and touch her sole with it. I climbed up onto the rail of the bed with my cock in hand and began to touch her foot. No movement from her still. I continued and rubbed my cock head up and down her foot and after a few times, she stirred, which made me freeze, but not too much changed except the position of her foot and she now layed on her side. I continued this game with great success but grew nervous that she would wake. Eventually I returned to my room to pull my junk till I came thinking about coming all over Lori’s foot. I was able to get this same feat accomplished a few more times over the course of the next few weeks before it too began to bore me. So I returned to my computer programming that I began to teach myself on an old Radio Shack computer in my room. One day, while sitting at my computer, there was a knock on my door. “Come in!” I shouted, thinking it was my mom. Instead, it was Lori. “What cha doing?” she asked from the door way. I begin to explain but I know that she really has no interest in computers and decide to keep it short. “Just making some games basically.” She walked further into my room saying “ohhh…uh huh…well…mom and dad just left to go to dinner with the Gringers. And I wanted to know if you wanted pizza, I was going to order some.” she explains. “ that’s cool” I say, barely turning in my chair. “ok…” she pauses, “ and I wanted to ask you something anyways…..”. I’m slightly interested, but more thinking that somehow I’m in trouble or going to be asked to clean up or do something I don’t want to and I turn around. Lori is standing there with her hands in her back pockets of her short tight jean shorts and a terrycloth top with a V neck, exposing her double D boobs, superb cleavage right in my face. She isn’t wearing socks and I take note of this, given my recent escapades. “ I know that you are getting older…annnnnd…well, I know that you’ve been spying on me.” I’m a little shocked and it must have been all over my face because I felt myself begin to sweat and I became very flushed with embarrassment. “ And sometimes, when you came into my room ? I wasn’t really sl**ping….” She pauses and is standing there with a slight smirk on her face and now I really feel like diving under my bed. Then I begin to think “she’s not yelling at me or cursing me out…why not?”. She sits down on my bed, hands behind her to support her as she crosses her legs, her feet dangle in front of me with her painted toes on display. I look down and realize I was staring at her legs and feet and when I return my gaze to her face, she is smiling. Her tits pushed out in that position are pushing hard against the fabric of her shirt and I think I see some evidence of nipple arousal. “ It’s ok,” she says, “ I’ve read that it is normal for boys your age to begin to get curious and in fact, mom has been telling me that I shouldn’t walk around exposed or leave my door open because your hormones are running wild now.” She has now educated me in something I was not aware of about myself, my own body raging ! It seemed to make sense and the explanation couldn’t have rung more true, I just wish someone had filled me in on it all ! I’m sitting there in grey gym shorts and a tee shirt and I feel my cock begin to stir and grow between my legs, I turn back towards the computer to hide my face and say “ Yeah…so ?” feeling very empty and lost like a deer in headlights. “ Sooooo…I wanted you to know that’s it’s ok….it’s ok that you rubbed yourself on my feet…..it kinda tickled and I almost bust out laughing once!” she says with a chuckle. At this point I let my guard down as I see she is not angry with me and feeling quite aroused, I turn and smile at her sheepishly. “Come here….sit….” she says as she pats the bed. I slowly get up and my boner is making a tent of my shorts and I see her take notice but she doesn’t say a word. Lori put her arm around me, as she has always been touchy feely with me and she says “you are a good little b*o and I’m not telling on you or anything, like I said, its cool with me.” This made me feel much more relaxed but I wasn’t expecting what she said next. ‘ And besides, I kinda liked the way your little pecker felt rubbing on me….did it feel real good for you ?” Stunned, I nodded my head and she laughed her girly laugh and placed her hand on my thigh. “ohhhh, well, there are so many things you can do that feels good, trust me..” Her hand was rubbing back and forth up my leg when she finally brushed against my hard on. She locked eyes with me and smiled and said “ohh boy, now what is that ?!” and she gave the tip of my cock a little squeeze, which made me jump. “Hey! “ I shout as I leapt back a foot and laughed. “You got to be gentle with it!” “ohhhh reallllyyy….why don’t you show me then !” she says with a gleam in her eye. “You serious?” I said. She nods yes and I just stare at her. I reach into my shorts and pull out my little willie, probably no bigger than 4” hard, and it was hard. I handle it like a snake charmer flipping it around showing her the underside, then the left side and the right. Now this is not her first cock experience, but I did not know this at the time. She says “now let me see….” as she place one leg up onto the bed. “ I think it was something like this ?” as she began to place the sole of her foot onto my mushroom cap while I held it from the base. I swallowed hard and just stared at her sexy foot rubbing my cock head and I was getting dizzy with urges. Then she began to push my hand away with her foot and told me to relax as she slid her foot up and down the underside of my shaft, curling her toes as she came over my head. Her foot was so smooth and felt incredible as her heel would push on my sac on the way down. I was leaning back on my bed and pushed the pillow behind me for some support so I can see what was going on. She then moved opposite me and laid on the bed in a similar manner and brought her other leg up and her other foot to my cock and began to stroke me using both feet, cupping my cock and playing with it like a cat on a scratching pole. My breathing was heavy and my eyes were rolling back into my head as this is the first contact I’ve had other than my “not so secret” rubs during her sl**ping spells. “How’s that feel ?” she says to me. “So awesome!” I murmur and she giggles as she continues. “It really would feel good if we put some lotion on it” she says. I reach next to my bed for the nightstand drawer and pull out a small bottle of Keri hand lotion. She laughs and says “I was looking for that!” I smile and she instructs me to place a little bit between her feet and my penis and I squeeze about a half dollar size near the base. She plays with it and gets good coverage on her feet and slides up and down my shaft. I am in heaven now and I fall back in ecstasy. At times, my cock is between her cute little toes and I feel the pressure on my balls building up. Then she slows up and tease my balls a bit, playing with them, a few times slapping them underneath with the tops of her toes, giving me a twinge of pain. But I never once thought of complaining. I saw her a couple of times rub her crotch area and I thought she was adjusting her shorts but I now realize she was playing with her pussy. I knew it wasn’t going to be much longer and I began to brace myself for a mess and pulled my shirt up to reveal my pale belly. She began to do a steady stroke with her feet, using the right foot first, moving up and down with one and then the left foot and after a few strokes, swirling around the tip using the ball of her foot. I began to pant and said “ I think I’m gonna shoot!” and she kept rubbing and playing with renewed vigor. A few pulses and my load blasted from my member and came down upon her feet, my bed, my stomach and after about 2 minutes, it subsided. She played with my cum, rubbing it into my pubic hair and all around my balls, semen mixing with lotion. “ Get me a towel.” She barked and I got up while holding my semen close to me so I didn’t drip it onto the floor. She just laid back with her feet above the bedspread and I pulled the towel off the back of my door and slid it under her feet and then began to clean her feet for her. She moaned and seemed to like watching me clean her up. I did the best I could to show her my appreciation and once I was done, she got up, straightened her shirt and adjusted her shorts and said, “ Do you want anything on the pizza ? I am hungry now!” and waltzed out of my room while I used to towel to clean myself.