Chapter 3: The Snoop

by BigBadWolf

It was the next afternoon, and Katie and Sharon came bursting through the door laughing and chattering after having gone bike-riding around the neighborhood. Katie wore a white t-shirt, denim shorts, and pink ballet slippers over bare feet. Sharon wore a bikini top, tight jeans, and had elected to bike around the neighborhood barefoot. When the two girls entered Katie’s room, they were just in time to see Katie’s 9-year-old brother arching his back on her bed as he orgasmed wearing her white leotard which she was to wear in her dance performance the following week.

“WHAT…are you doing???” Katie asked, using a shocked and angry voice to hide her true level of high arousal at the situation. Her brother Tommy jumped, startled, and scrambled to his feet. Katie noticed the head of his hard little dick pulsing away and peeking out from the side of her now cum-stained leotard. Additionally, he was wearing his blue crocs over bare feet. Tommy was a wiry and athletic kid who was small for his age. He had sandy blonde hair and the slightest tan from playing outdoors. Katie had always noticed how enthusiastic he was about coming to her ballet performances and he had paraded around in her dance outfits before, always under the pretense of joking around, and always with her tacit approval to wear her stuff. This represented the first time she had caught him going into her room without her permission and essentially snooping around.

“I…I…just thought I left something in here!” Tommy said…a clear lie. Katie looked her little brother over from head to toe and noticed his toes wiggling nervously in his blue crocs. But she didn’t just notice the wiggling. She thought she saw a flash of red coming into view as his feet squirmed about in their shoes. “Tommy, take a seat on my bed,” Katie directed calmly. Tommy did, nervously. Katie sat down next to him. “Take off your shoes,” she said. “W..why?” he asked, crossing his legs. “Just do it.” Katie gave him that smile which meant if he didn’t do it, there could be consequences. “Let’s just say Sharon and I want you to be comfortable and those shoes look oh so stuffy on this hot day.” Tommy did as he was told, and what Katie saw made her wet between the legs. Tommy had painted the toenails of his pale, dainty feet a blazing shade of red. “Wow, very nice Tommy” Katie exclaimed. Tommy said nothing. He just hung his head.

As Katie and Sharon methodically tied Tommy to a chair, first at the ankles and then around his torso making sure his arms were pinned at his sides, Tommy protested. “Girls, please! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again! Just let me go and don’t tell mom or dad about this!” To this, Katie replied, “Oh Tommy, I’m not gonna tell anyone. I just want to do a little research to find out what it really is about ballet that gets you so excited.” Katie gave her brother an affectionate, but sadistic kiss on the forehead. Tommy was still wearing his sister’s leotard, but due to embarrassment and anxiety, his penis had softened and shrunk from the highly aroused state that it was in when Katie discovered him. With this the interrogation began. “So Tommy, what exactly was it that drove you to come into my room and invade my privacy? Might you secretly have the hots for your older sister?” As Katie asked this, she did a sultry strip tease for Tommy, removing her t-shirt to expose her budding breasts in the sexiest way she knew how and flamboyantly kicking her pink ballet slippers across the room, leaving her barefoot and topless to prance around in front of her captive brother. She wiggled and danced her way over to him and sat on his lap, grabbing him by the cheeks and planting a firm kiss on his lips. However, from Tommy’s less than aroused reaction, this was not his motivation for wearing her things without permission. “Please, just let me go,” begged Tommy.

“Hmmm,” Katie said, getting up and fetching her t-shirt to put back on. “I don’t think I’ve gotten to the bottom of this.” Katie then attempted to arouse her brother by talking about the soft and satiny accessories used by any ballet dancer. “Of course, who wouldn’t be turned on by silky leotards and dainty ribbons? Who could possibly ignore the beauty of a ballerina’s body as she puts her leg muscles to the test underneath slippery silky tights?” Katie was watching her little sibling’s member through her leotard as she spoke and noticed it was just starting to bulge ever so slightly. She was getting close. She knew it. As she spoke, she began to contort her body into all sorts of ballet poses. She jumped and twirled gleefully around her room as her young preteen slit wept with the sexuality of the situation under her denim shorts and underwear. Her cheeks were clearly flushed, and from more than the heat of the summer sun. Breathlessly between leaps and twirls, she spoke of the grace of a ballerina. “After all, what male wouldn’t be aroused by thoughts of a dancer’s slim body, head thrown back and torso arched trying to squeeze every bit of beauty out of the human form?” She glanced at her brother. This was clearly working. She could see the bulge under her leotard had grown yet larger. But she knew, to really understand her brother, she had to step it up a notch. She continued, giving her brother an earnest, almost sympathetic look. “Oh Tommy, baby brother of mine, even I begin to twitch and moisten between my legs when I see the other girls in ballet class with their long nimble legs and dainty feet in the prettiest little ballet slippers.” At the mention of feet, Tommy’s eyes widened and he turned beet red. Katie knew she was onto something. His little dick had now started to visibly twitch under the fabric of her leotard. Katie continued, “I mean let’s get real here. The life of a ballet dancer begins and ends with her pretty little feet and bubble-gum toes. The arched foot is what gives the ballet dancer her paycheck, isn’t that so Tommy?” At this point Tommy was quivering in his bondage and a little wet spot had formed on the leotard he was wearing from the precum leaking from his little dick.

Katie stopped dancing about the room and pulled up a chair so that she and her brother were almost sitting knee-to-knee and toe-to- toe. “Feel the soft delicate skin of a little girl’s feet, Tommy.” Katie began to seductively caress her brother’s bare feet with her own. “Please…” Tommy gasped out. “Oh sorry,” Katie said, suddenly pulling her feet away. “My tootsies get so cold in this air- conditioning. Sharon, what did I do with my slippers? My feet are cold.” She knew full well Tommy wasn’t saying please about how cold her feet were. “They’re right here,” Sharon said, barely managing to keep a straight face as she brought them over to Katie. Katie donned her slippers once again and unceremoniously stuck her slippered feet in her brother’s face. “Kiss em,” she ordered. “But,” Tommy began to protest. “DO IT!!!” Katie yelled. “YOU BRATTY LITTLE SNOOP!” Tommy did as he was told, a single tear running down one cheek. He kissed each foot, starting at the heel and managing to get five slippered toes into his mouth at once. He ran his tongue all along the exposed top of each of his sister’s dainty little feet. As this was happening, the arousal began to be too much for Katie. She fumbled with the button on her shorts and began to massage her peach fuzz-covered mound. “That feels good, baby bro,” she said breathlessly. “But you still need to do one more thing for me.”

With that, she pulled both feet away and quickly shed her slippers again, only to replace her now bare feet on his lap. With the skill of someone used to manipulating things with her toes, she drew the crotch of the leotard he was wearing aside and began to give her baby brother his first footjob! All the while, she was sawing her own two fingers in and out of her own cunt inside her panties at the sight of her own feet pleasure her brother’s little dick. As she stroked the member between her soles and toes, Tommy threw his head back and his eyes went white as he moaned. Katie panted out, “Oh, cum for me baby brother. Cum all over your sister’s little dancer feet!” Precum leaked from Tommy’s penis in buckets, making Katie’s busy feet glisten in the sunlight streaming in from outside. Katie’s right hand was busy as well inside her shorts and she squirmed and panted in her seat as she continued to massage her brother’s genitals with all ten of her red-painted toes. “Oh cum, please cum…” Katie gasped, knowing she was going to lose it before he did if things continued like this. Tommy began to shake more, emitting little squeaks of arousal as he rapidly approached orgasm. Suddenly, the first volley came shooting out of his dick, landing in a thick glob on Katie’s ankle. That sent Katie over the edge. Her toes squeezed Tommy’s member in a vise grip as it twitched and erupted all over her feet and ankles. “UNG UNG…I’M….CUMMINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG…..GNAHHHHHHHNG,” Katie squealed as her head lolled to one side and her pussy ejected a stream of girl liquid into her hand. After the two had regained their composure, Katie looked at Tommy and smiled lovingly. “Looks like my baby brother has a foot fetish!” she exclaimed, and gave him a passionate tongue-filled kiss on the lips before untying him.