This choice: Katarina hollers up at you from downstairs. • Go Back...Chapter #6Katarina hollers up at you from downstairs. by: Nicol B.   Your sister Katrina's voice hollers up the stairs and breaks you out of your trance. "Dad wants to know what the racket is about and if you're coming downstairs sometime this millennium!"
You realize that the impact of your mom's oversized foot must have shook have the entire downstairs' ceiling. You run your hand along the smooth bottom of the foot and rest your head against it's warm surface, gazing thoughtfully. This is a sort of thing that constitutes a family emergency. You'll have your ass handed to you if you don't inform your father or sister now.
Painful as it is, you manage to force yourself to peel away from the foot and and head for the upper platform of the stairs. You look down at Katrina, uncertain of what to say.
"Why aren't you even dressed yet?" Katrina calls up to you. "We're about to leave for school! Are you coming or what?"
"Um...mom felt my head and thinks I have a fever. I think I'm staying home today. Will you tell dad?" You hope she buys it.
"Oh...well, okay. Whatever. Try not to infect anything while we're gone."
You wave limply and try your best to look woozy as you watch her leave through the front door and out to your father's car.
Excited beyond belief, you run back to the foot in the hall. It's lying just as you left it. You hear your mother softly moan inside her room and her toes slowly bend and wiggle together. There's no telling how long she'll sleep without her alarm clock, and you're betting she destroyed that when her size multiplied.
You stare at the foot for a moment and walk over to it, so close nose is almost touching it. You are having trouble piecing together the feelings you're having at the moment. You're concerned about you're mother, sure, and you want to help her, but at the same time you can't pass up an opportunity to explore your fetish like this.
You've never really considered yourself a foot fetishist. You've been drawn to feet before, but never to this degree. Whether these are new desires or ones that are just coming to the surface is impossible to know. All you know is that you're irresistibly drawn to this big, gorgeous foot in front of you.
You walk between the heel and the wall, bending to fit under the curve of your mom sole. You rub your face against it and kiss it softly. After massaging the firm base you look up at the five immense toes hanging above you. You reach up and grab a hold of the two plump little ones at the end, hoisting yourself up and onto the foot itself. The odor between the toes is even more sublime than ones before. You hang yourself over the front of it and wrap your hands as far around the pinky toe as they can go. Then after a deep breath, you bring it to your mouth and part your lips to taste it.
The small toe, which is the most alluring of them all, is about as big as a basketball, consisting mostly of a fat blanket of skin and a toenail the size of your palm. You lick at it gently with your tongue savoring the taste. Then you lose control of yourself and bite down.
The entire foot flinches as your teeth dig into it. You stop and hang on to keep from toppling over and onto the floor. When the tremors subside, you lovingly stroke the toe you bit and kiss it several times.
Your loose-fitting black boxers jut out in front of you like a circus tent. You're so hard right now you're in pain. As you continue to kiss and taste the foot up an down it's fleshy parts your rock-hard member shakes loose and protrudes out from under your waistband. You look down at your reddening, throbbing meat and down at the white, sexy mass beneath you.
Driven by some uncontrollable force, you crawl over on your hands and knees until your kneecaps are pressing down on the top of your giantess mother's foot. Your heart is palpitating like a machine gun and you are so nervous you can hardly breath. You eyes lock onto your tall, erect penis as you slowly guide it between the second largest and middle toes. Wrapping your arms around them you pull them together and towards you as you begin to plunge your cock between them.
Again and again you thrust your pelvis forward, moaning and kissing the foot as you work your ways toward climax. The incredibly soft and corpulent toes starts wiggle on their own as you indulge yourself in them, squeezing hard into your prick.
You are just about to come to orgasm when you suddenly feel the foot tremble again, accompanied by sounds of your mother beginning to stir in the next room!
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