Cousin's Helpless Feet

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OMG, bestie, buckle up because this story is WILD AF.

So, I (Marylin) was at this boujee ass family reunion, right? Wearing this fire red dress that had everyone looking—low-key knew I was the main character. Anyway, John, my cousin (iykyk, the hot one), kept giving me these looks all night. I was like, “Sheesh, simmer down,” but honestly? I was here for it.

Cut to later—I’m feeling extra drowsy after a drink he handed me. Next thing I know? I wake up tied to his bed, arms stretched above my head, blindfold on, and my legs spread just enough to feel the cool air on my bare thighs. My dress is hiked up, and oh. My. God. The vibe? Immaculate.

Then I hear him—his voice all husky like, “You’re finally mine.” Big yikes? Maybe. Big turn-on? Absolutely. I wiggle a little, testing the ropes, but they don’t budge. “John… the fuck?” I gasp, but he just shushes me, his hands sliding up my calves.

Then it happens. His mouth devours my feet—licking, sucking my toes like they’re his last meal. I’m moaning, embarrassingly loud, but I can’t help it. The way his tongue swirls around my arches? Chef’s kiss. He groans against my skin, “Fuck, you taste so good.” And I’m like, “Yeah? Keep going.” Period.

At some point, his hands slide higher, teasing my thighs, and I’m dripping. He’s obsessed, worshipping every inch of me, and honestly? I’m not mad about it. Next thing I know, he’s between my legs, and—oof—bestie, that’s a story for another time. But trust, it was iconic. 👀🔥

TL;DR: Got drugged, tied up, and foot-fucked into oblivion by my cousin. 10/10, would recommend.