My first Crush was my own Aunt

The last time I had seen my Aunt Jessie, I was fourteen years old. She was my mom's younger sister and also the first woman to make realize that I had a foot fetish. She was fifteen when I was born so growing up, she was more like an older sister to me than an Aunt.

Aunt Jessie was always fun to be around, to be honest I felt closer to her than my own mom.

It was when I turned ten, I started to develop feelings for her, she was already my favorite Aunt and I loved her to bits, but after puberty started to kick in, I maybe had a bit more than love on my mind when it came to Aunt Jessie.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't think Aunt Jessie was beautiful, I mean, because she really was. She had a great figure, fair skin and long black untamed hair that came to her shoulders. She had beautiful blue eyes that just enhanced her already stunning face but best of all, Aunt Jessie had the sexiest feet I had ever seen.

Aunt Jessie loved to take care of her feet. She would often show me her feet after a new pedicure and every time it would be a different color polish, sometimes her nails would have very intricate floral designs painted into them. I especially loved it when she painted her nails black, the contrast to her fair skin just made her feet even more alluring.

My mom would roll her eyes at us every time Aunt Jessie showed off her feet to me She would tease my mom that she was just jealous that I found her feet cuter than my mom's. She really had no idea how I really felt about her feet.

I often find myself thinking about what Aunt Jessie would say or do if she ever found out about my feelings I had for her, let alone my foot fetish, but that kind of thinking usually ended with me having to rub one out in the bathroom or in a sock.

The first time I did anything with Aunt Jessie's feet was when I found her sleeping in her room. She wasn't naked or anything, but she had slept on her stomach letting her bare feet hang off the edge of the bed.

Seeing her naked feet like that was enough to get my heart racing a million miles an hour. My brain was screaming at me not to do anything stupid, but I couldn't resist, her feet were just there... I told myself that I would be quick, that she'll never know.

I snuck in quietly, knelt down by her naked feet and then began licking her soles and sucking her toes. Luckily for me she must've been dead tired that day because even though I was so clumsy and rough with her feet, she didn't move or wake up, so I kept worshipping her feet.

I was too excited to take my time. I was sucking her toes like I was trying to suck her nail polish off and I was swirling my tongue all over her soles like her feet were an ice-cream.

My dick was rock hard and throbbing before I had even gotten down on to my knees. I didn't even blink an eye when I pulled it out and pushed it against her soft sexy soles.

It felt amazing how soft and warm her soles were under my shaft. I could tell I was going to cum from just a few strokes against her feet. Even though I wanted to enjoy Aunt Jessie's feet a bit longer but there was nothing I could do to stop myself from cumming all over her feet.

I grit my teeth when I came, and I came a lot.

I busted my nut all over Aunt Jessie's beautiful feet. The feeling was intense. I had to bite my lip just to keep from groaning too loudly, but I managed to keep stroking my cock into her feet, letting every last rope of cum splatter onto her soles and toes. It was by far the best orgasm I had ever had...

After that first time, I took every chance I had to get close to her feet without getting caught, but it didn't always lead to success. A couple of times Aunt Jessie had caught me staring at her feet a little too intensely luckily, she didn't think anything of it. The worst was almost getting caught trying to jerk off to her feet while she was napping a second time.

The last night I saw Aunt Jessie she had stopped by for dinner. I had been at the movies with a few friends from school and I was late coming home when I realized Aunt Jessie was there. I noticed a pair of her white sandals on the doorstep so naturally I was looking forward to checking out Aunt Jessie's new pedicure.

She was in the hallway talking with my mom when I saw her. I walked over and gave her a big hug like I usually do, but not before grabbing a quick glance of her feet. I felt Aunt Jessie hold me a bit longer than usual, I looked at mom a little worried and she did her best to give me a warm smile.

"W-what's wrong?" I asked.

She began by telling me she had gotten a promotion at work. I was immediately over the moon for her, this was great news but before I could congratulate her, she began to explain that the new promotion required her to move to Europe. To move to another country and that, it would be a permanent arrangement. It slowly dawned on me that I might not see her again.

My mom was a little sad that she had to leave but she was also very proud of her younger sister. Aunt Jessie had always worked hard, and she loved her work. It really was great for her, but it wasn't for me. I forced a smile and held her hands.

"That's great news! Congratulations... I'm really happy for you Aunt Jessie" I told her

It took everything I had to keep from crying.

"So... are you leaving this weekend?" I asked

Aunt Jessie smiled at me and shook her head.

"Actually... I-I'm leaving tonight."

Thinking back now, I know I was being selfish little brat. I didn't want Aunt Jessie to leave because it meant that she would be leaving me behind. I didn't give any thought to her feelings, I just thought of my own feelings, I loved her, and she was leaving. I felt betrayed, I felt... angry.

I think Aunt Jessie realized how I was feeling because she reached to give me another hug, but I just walked past her and stormed off to my room. I wanted to be alone. I only realized after I crashed on my bed that I was crying.

I don't know how or when, but I must've fell asleep because the sound of my bedroom door opening woke me up. My room was dark too, so I had been asleep for a while. I rubbed the dried tears in my eyes away to see Aunt Jessie standing by the door. She waved at me cautiously.

I sheepishly waved back. I was feeling a little embarrassed now, I should've been happy for her... I mean I was, but I was a little angry and sad about her leaving so suddenly... but she was my still my aunt and I still loved her. What a stupid kid I was.

Even with a thousand things running through my head I still couldn't resist taking a quick look at her feet. I saw she had her white slides on. She was ready to leave.

She walked over and sat down next to me on my bed. I started to sit up, but Aunt Jessie placed her hand on my chest gently pushing me back down. I looked at her a little confused, she glanced over to my door then looked back at me putting her index finger across her lips.

I just nodded my head laying very still on my bed. What happened next, I will never forget for as long as I live.

Aunt Jessie slowly took her shoes off and got into bed with me. She sat between my legs reached over and lowered my pants, pulling my cock out.

My eyes widened and she looked at me putting her index finger to her lips again. I understood and watched quietly.

Aunt Jessie then put my cock between her feet. Her soles were pillowy soft and so warm, my cock became hard instantly between her feet.

I couldn't believe what was happening. I looked at Aunt Jessie my mouth open and she just smiled at me.

I watched in awe as Aunt Jessie used her toes to grip my shaft as she stroked my cock. I couldn't help it, but I started to moan with every stroke. Aunt Jessie smiled again at me and started moving her feet a little faster. My body shuddered from the intense pleasure of her feet.

"A-Aunt J-Jessie!" I grunted at her.
"I-I'm... I'm going to c-cum!" I managed to say.

She nodded at me. Aunt Jessie held my cock between her feet and wiggled her toes over the head of my penis. That was enough, her soft toes pinching and rubbing against my glans I came so hard It was like an eruption. She kept wiggling her toes making me cum even more.

"Aunt Jessie... I'm... I..." I couldn't think of what to say.

She leaned forward and pressed her finger against my lips slowly shaking her head. I looked in her eyes and I could see tears welling up in her eyes. She smiled at me and whispered in my ear.

"Baby, I'm sorry I didn't do this with you more often. I've known about your foot fetish for a while now. Why do you think I always make sure to keep my feet nice and pretty? It was for you silly." she began to say

My eyes widened. She rolled her eyes at me giggling softly.

"Yes, and I know you would sneak in my room just to play with my feet. You naughty boy"

I giggled nervously and she kissed me on the forehead.

"To be honest, I was going say something the first time you did that, but because it was you I just... I'm going to miss you baby."

Aunt Jessie hugged me and began to cry, I held her in my arms and I wish I didn't have to let her go. That was the last time I had seen my Aunt Jessie. She let me keep her slides to remember her by, I still have them in my room.