“you really want to lick a girls feet?” She says, her head back to the side with one of her eyes half closed. I purse my lips and shrug guiltily.
“yup” is all I say.
“You want to?” She repeats again. I sigh at this point not knowing what she wants me to say. I had already admitted it after all.
“yeah, I mean I don’t know why, but it is what it is.” I say simply. I look over into her face to show that I’m not lying. She rolls her eyes impatiently.
“No I mean like right now?” She asks. At first I start to think about my girlfriends and which one of them I would choose if I had the option. But then I realize Kim is still looking at me and I understand what she’s asking. It’s my turn to narrow my eyes.
“What, like yours?” I say sounding surprised. She looks like she might have been a little offended by my tone.
“I mean, all I did was put them on your face and you got hard so.” She stops making eye contact with me like the conversation has gotten too embarrassing. “I figured that if you wanted to.” Now that I’m really sure of what she’s asking I do take a moment to think about it. She was family after all, but I wasn’t really sure whether or not feet were off limits in this particular situation. I mean, it sounded like she was offering after all. After thinking about it a moment longer I look over at her feet next to me. The light blue Polish on her toes is very cute.
“can I see the bottoms again?” I ask. I still didn’t really know the answer yet. Kim does not hesitate and holds them in front of me, sort of hovering them next to one another. I think for a moment about her putting them on my face again and I feel my crotch harden again. “I mean,” I start to say, still hesitating uncertainly. “Yeah I guess I do?” I say, sounding a little surprised that I’m completely cool with licking my cousin’s feet. But looking at her souls right now I was certain that I wanted to. She does laugh a little bit, lowering her feet back down to the couch, the uncertainty of the situation not lost on her either. But in the end, she shrugs at me, raising one of her feet again and extending it out in front of my face.
“go for it.” She says, raising and lowering one shoulder and biting her lower lip like she is excited by the awkwardness. Her foot is now close enough to me that it is taking up most of my attention. With a quick glance at her again, I decided that I’m not exactly going to back down on this now. I take the weight off of her muscles by holding her foot in my hands, it is pretty warm in the basement but somehow her foot still feels cold. I almost laugh at the strangeness of the situation but there is a legitimate craving inside of me, I want to do this.
Not wanting to slow play the situation at all, I move my face closer to her foot and stick out my tongue. I see her clench her body with the expectation of being tickled, but I mostly ignore that. I plant my tongue near her heel and drag it up toward her toes. I have to re-wet my tongue after doing it once which was something I never thought about previously, but I re-wet my lips and lick a few times around the sole of her foot, planting a few kisses in between. My instincts basically have me doing exactly what I would do as if a woman had presented me her breasts, kissing and licking enthusiastically but slowly trying to be “sexy” about it. After about 10 seconds or so by lean around to look him in the eyes asking for an update. She has placed both of her hands on her face and she is gripping lightly to her cheeks as if she is trying to stop herself from laughing. I smile at her.