While Jenna was gone I stayed naked, walking around the apartment. I only hungered for her feet, the energy they provided and the sweetness they gave only to me. Although I feed like thirty minutes ago, I always hungered for her feet.
My addiction to my little sister's feet has become all consuming these days. Don't get me wrong, the women I do drain are good and fill me up pretty well. But it might just be that with her it's a taboo thing. Having sex and draining my sister's energy is such a turn on.
Like most things discovered in life, it was when we were playing around right before college, doing each other's toenails that I found out that my sister was giving off some aura, I couldn't turn away. I already had a foot fetish and most of my other past girlfriends knew about it, but with Jenna my right hand made it to the sole of her feet and I felt the power leave her and it rushed to me in an instant.
And since then in every moment it never changed. From the first drain to the most recent time, always amazing.
It was after that drain, we started to experiment with one another, eventually we ended up having sex.
Yes it was taboo to fuck your own sister but it was also the excitment. The draining sessions were always thrilling and a powerful sexual exercise for us both. Those nights in our parents house, and after never dulled.
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We have now been on this path for 3 years now. Jenna is good at finding women to feed my foot lust. She alone cannot sustain me, I cannot have my little sister be weak every day. But my hunger has grown so much now, so what is there to do?
Laying on the bed I pondered, then I heard the front door open and in walked Jenna....she stares at me... "Give me a few minutes sis and I will be right with you... she said winking and in a soft tone.
I stood up like a lap dog...my pussy dripping... my heart began to race...I grew nervous with each passing minute.
What seemed like the longest 5 minutes of my life she walked back in...lingerie...black...but the main show was that her feet were tied up in some elaborate wrappings of black and white straps.
Her toes exposed her soles slightly covered, heels visible, her legs intertwined with white and black ribbons. I gasped and couldn't help but gaze at them...so perfect and natural, I can feel the energy radiate off of them even from here.
"Oh you like do you sis?" Jenna said, staring down at her own feet gently placing one of them on my right knee... this was a test...Jenna wanted to know if I would hold out, resist touching them. If I obeyed she would reward me...
"What's wrong Ashley? I thought you wanted my feet?" She said in a mocking tone, and moved her right foot to my breasts and pushed me down on the bed, she climbed up on the bed and continued to use her right foot, to rub her soles on my tits then move it down towards my soaked pussy, her toes gently dancing around my outer lips.
"Big sis not happy with what I am offering?"
"No..."
