Today was his twentieth wedding anniversary ; his married woman had informed him in the dawning before work that he needed to fare home right after because she had a very special Night planned with an amazing giving. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was ineffectual to centralise. He seemed to be lost in a worldly concern of thought process. So many times he would get pulled back into realness by one of his scholar saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a room of different students not knowing where that one class catamenia had gone. It was not a good day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. John grabbed his bag and almost ran to the school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his colleague teachers in the halls on his way out. No students, noise, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quickly glances at their cute understructure. He got to his motortruck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old pail of dash started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn't help but notice all the luminousness were out and the curtains drawn. His idea raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a Virgo and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year marriage she had come a recollective way. Still not quit where he would like but at least better. He had no hint what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to find out.
He took his key and slid it into the door. He felt a shiver go through his body. He was so arouse the prevision was powerful. He opened the door and the integral house was dark save a telephone line of glowing candles along the floor leading from the door across the family room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to accompany them. So he did so. They went down the hall and rightfield into the master bedroom. It was all he could do to keep from running into the room.
So Gospel According to John quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were plenty of candles ; she loved candle, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the foot of the bed about 2-3 groundwork from each other. He stepped into the room and get a line his married woman's phonation."Take off everything but your underclothes and then lay in nominal head of the chairs on your back."So can did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and laid down about four feet from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally mellisonant voice of his wife again. Move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your fork by the former. Men are so dense simple creatures."
So John scooted into the slump spatial relation, he had no clue what was happening. But he was excited to happen out. If anyone could see they could tell that too as his hammer was beginning to harden, and press against his underwear. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million twelvemonth he again heard the vocalisation of his wife. okay here comes your talent. Are you set ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to sound like a little boy on the way to the candy store.
His wife spoke again."First is my champion from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. superintendent aphrodisiac eye, gentle creamy skin, longsighted blue Brown hair ; she has been in leather heart all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or fathom ?"
John was uncertain if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was super hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a indorse then walked to the chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulder joint. John so loved recollective hair on adult female. She was in a aphrodisiac purple camisole and pantie to match. She had no stockings on and the visual sense of her placid pelt was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the death chair so her legs and feet were parallel with John's body. So he could not see or bear on them. This he figured had to be his wife's Order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall carnal woman, the type that just drove men crazy, and charwoman too for that topic. She was just an absolutely stunning creature. If John was honest she always made him a bit nervous. Her tone and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to control his desire to just seize her and osculate her. needle to say his prediction of what was to come was overwhelming. So much so that Saint John the Apostle could find his hammer growing in his boxer briefs.
His married woman spoke up again."As you know there are two professorship. So there is another woman joining you and Jen. Are you make to meet her ?"
whoremaster could barely speak his mouth had lost its ability to form tidings. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and hushed,"Yes."
"Okay following is one of my devout friends from oeuvre. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the scented spokesperson of his wife.
toilet feared that his excitement was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major crush on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a benighted beautiful woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair was long, midst and dark. Her skin was dark and cushy. John had only see her foundation once before. It was when she had come over to help his married woman with a project and she slipped out of her heart. John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"fountainhead she has been wearing blackness leather iron heel and trend white silk stocking all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the white silky nylons."
lav could no longer hide his excitement. His cock was pushing hard against his underclothes. He reached down and tried to set himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and promptly discussion that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare touch your cock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that tone of voice. It made him even harder and the atmospheric pressure was now swell. He was in heaven.
"OK then now that we all understand the rules. Do you need me to ask Marisol to hail out, or ask her and Jennifer to go home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John Lackland's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, dear god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."Saint John the Apostle was a aggregate submissive at this stop, totally under the control of these three women.
"O.K. then let's continue, Marisol you may amount out now. She entered the elbow room. She had on a sleek E. B. White teddy with Stanford White second joint heights nylons held up by supporter. His wife knew him and his juju so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second chair parallel so that her feet were hidden from his view. John's fervor was now easily visible to all. His prick was gruelling and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underclothing. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the rules. Any break of these linguistic rule even slightly will result in both char leaving and your birthday gift will be over. Is that understood my ugly foot handmaid ?"
John so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the predominant role toward him. But her temperament was just not built for it. It frustrated him but he loved her for trying. But this was going well ; John was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."Rule bit one : Your hands must remain at your position. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. normal turn three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviations from any of the stated rules will leave in the girls stopping and going home, leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took control and talked this way."Now do you promise to be a full ft knuckle down ?"
"Yes schoolmistress I promise."can said obediently. This was driving him wild. He was dying to know what was going to happen. His cock was now so hard and pushing so strongly against his underwear that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will have Jen begin the night."Said the haunting part coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you start by kindly removing your shoe ? And localize your denudate foot just under whoremonger's nose but do not allow them to touch on him at all."
Jen took off her skid. It didn't deal too long for the scent to reach him. God he loved that so a great deal. The mix of feet and leather was the right smell ever ! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and easy animal foot just above his oral cavity. So close that if he stuck out his tongue he could work out them, but he didn't dare. He fought the itch with all his might.
"Do you wish what is happening now you sad little slave ?"His married woman had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would have seen a wet berth forming on his underwear from the precum that was starting. He was shocked he was doing that with out anybody touching his turncock. It was stark and it was only beginning."Jen is he being a good hard worker ?"
"Yes he is."Jennifer said in her smokey sultry vox that always made toilet hot.
"fine then you may reward him. Place a toe into his little mouth and let him suck it. But slave your men will remain at your side or this all ends. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the energise and shaky spokesperson from John's mouth.
"Remove your feet now Jen !"replied his married woman in a strong voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"John asked frightened that he had blown it before it even got started.
"When you address me you will always end with Mistress ! Is that understood ?"came the wonderfully harsh articulation of his sexy wife.
"Yes fancy woman ! Please forgive your unworthy pes slave."said John.
"That is much better you petty worm. Jennifer you may continue."His wife said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his back talk. He greedily sucked it in. He was in heaven. He could smell the foot so lots better with it in his mouth. It was his favorite fragrance, clean pes just out of leather skid. Although it made nearly the great unwashed gag, he loved it. He sucked the sweat off her toes he was dying to contain more of them into his mouth. But he didn't dare do anything without being told. Suddenly an beatific vocalism answered his prayers.
"Jennifer you may now do as you will with your animal foot and toes just remember if he touches you or does something you don't like you may refuse him."His wife stated. Jennifer must have known a footman before, because she knew what to do. She rubbed her feet all over his face. Slowly and gently, she would slew a toe or two into his back talk and then remove them quickly. bathroom was dying. He was mumbling"more, More, Sir Thomas More please !"
lav was in nirvana. He could palpate his hardening rooster pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit dreadful but he didn't dare allude them for fear of losing this amazing gift. Jennifer's understructure tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky mornings in the shower while he masturbated. He fantasized about her letting him suck her toes while he slid in and out of her wet cunt. She was so hot. God this was marvelous. His married woman spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his face and chest too he likes bare animal foot across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her decent foot wet still from the stew and now sundry with John's athirst oral cavity. He had a very broad chest of drawers and wide articulatio humeri interesting for being a pretty short man, only 5"4 ’. John was getting hotter by the second. His hired man moved without mentation and was just about to grab Jen's foot he caught himself and slid it back to his side. He hoped without being seen.
She spoke up again,"Marisol are you ready to conjoin in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the abstruse sultry voice that always made John palpitation with upheaval. He honestly knew that she could arouse him by reading the phonebook. Just the sound of her voice was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon clad foot on his stomach and his second joint, but be careful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am certainly it his raging intemperate and he has spilt some pre-cum."his married woman didn't know that he had spilt a great lot. He was so gravel how much was happening to him and as of yet nonentity had even come close to his cock.
Marisol shifted in her chair and lifted her very blue balmy understructure wrapped in slick white stockings and began rubbing them across John's belly. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her assault on his aspect and mouthpiece. This was one of his near desired phantasy coming confessedly. toilet was at this moment the happiest man on the face of the planet, or even the whole Galaxy. Marisol's satiny stockings felt so flaccid against his skin but they too were wet from being in her boot all day, how he loved that. His growing agitation could be heard in his speedy breathing, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a brilliant coquette ; she kept coming close ever so close to his cock. He took in a rich breath every time she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfect toes in his sassing. More than that each metre she shifted from his stomach to his second joint or thighs to stomach she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his intemperately cock thru his boxers. toilet felt as if he might set off right there and then. He wanted this to close forever.
The super stiff tool was now very visible underneath john's shorts. The spot was getting self-aggrandizing and wetter. He was getting close to losing all ascendance. This was a true dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare soft toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to allude them. Marisol was still teasing him over and over. Sometimes she acted like she was going to brush those nylons across his aching pecker. Then at the last second gear she'd pull away. Saint John was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any best. Then his married woman spoke up again.
"Okay ladies stop what you are doing and put your feet back to the side of meat of your chairs, thank you."
whoremonger was devastated, this couldn't be over, please no the thought process. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out loud."mistress no please don't end this I didn't break a ruler did I ?"
"How dare you !"came the angry reply from his wife."Who do you think you are infantry slave ? You think you are desirable to mouth to your Mistress without permit ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will decide when it ends. Is that understood you worthless small slave ? You should be punished. Ladies stand up and walk away."John panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to shift her mind. But he knew he needed to hold back quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. John's wife spoke one more time."Wait ladies. Maybe we can reach this unworthy little one a second chance what do you think ?"They both nodded. John the Divine let out a large sigh and a large smile swam across his face.
"Okay then ladies you may sit down but please switch places. Thank you."As she said this both noblewoman turned and walked around toilet. His eyes follow their perfect feet.
They sat down in their new electric chair and again had their foundation to the side. John the Evangelist's sum was racing just with the anticipation of what was going to happen next. His wife spoke again."Okay please continue what you were doing before, but now john will feature the nylon clad foundation in his fond piffling mouth and Jennifer can use her bare foundation to do as she wishes. Yes you lucky little cocksucker if she wishes she may even rub your cock, but only thru his boxershorts. Understood ?"
Saint John the Apostle's hullabaloo was very visible, in both his facial expression and his crotch. He was a very felicitous man and could not wait for these two beautiful fair sex to continue. Marisol began slowly lowering her feet to his boldness. The mixture of her hot wet ft and the silky nylons was almost too lots to bear. He sucked them into his rima oris like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the preference and olfactory property of Marisol's dark infantry he felt Jennifer's delicate voiced substructure sense of touch is abdomen. He shivered with joy ; he was fighting with all his might not to cum.
As Marisol's rubbed her other foot across whoremonger's boldness she forced her former metrical foot deeper into his bore mouth. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect digits. John was so rivet on Marisol's nylon stocking that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her feet to his upper thigh. His body jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to fight the urge not to cum. Because he knew that if he did so before given permission he would be scolded.
His wife spoke up again."So my Henry Sweet little foot striver are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your Mistress has given you ? Do you feel as if you are going to explode ?"
bathroom remained mum as Marisol removed her toes from his mouth, the wetness was very unmistakable on her nylons. She moved that foot to his chest and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare chest. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to rally his cock. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his swollen cock now and then with her infantry. His wife gave him license to verbalize."You may answer your schoolmarm you lucky slave."
whoremaster swallowed tasting the odour and flavor of both cleaning woman's pes sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes schoolmistress I truly love what you have given me. I know that I am so worthless. I'm loving every exclusive minute."Saint John the Apostle continued."Thank you kept woman for allowing your featherbrained little ft break one's back this terrific gift. Their animal foot are so soft and tasty, I just love it, can't wait to see what is next."
There was a moment of silence. It was making John nervous his veneration that this all might be over was haunting him. The sound of an opening door turned every head. They all saw John's luscious wife walking in barefooted in a matching string bra and pantie set. She was carrying a death chair. John's excitement grew more wetness was showing on his trunks ; his cock so hard now that one could stimulate out the size and bod thru his straining underclothing, the thick head very visible.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how thick his cock was. She had never really thought of him that way. He was a sweet guy but definitely just friend material, until now. She licked her back talk and put that approximation in away in a data file she would happen later when needed. She knew of the open wedlock agreement between lav and his wife.
His wife placed her professorship next to John just opposite Jennifer's. can was just feeble and lost in his pleasure. His mind was racing a million miles an hr with the view of what would happen next. His wife spoke up."okeh you silly piffling slave the Charles Herbert Best part of this gift is coming up. Are you ready ?"John shook his head teacher yes god he wanted something to befall before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his married woman."Ladies please slip your chairman so that we are all conclusion to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly get rid of your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his feet letting them dangle just inches from toilet's boldness. God this woman was so fucking sexy and really experience how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silky stockings from the top of her second joint down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to remove them completely. Reveling what St. John easily knew were the darkest and softest feet he had ever seen in his life. She then did the same think with the other stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her hands, the shape of the foot still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."OK Marisol you may place them into his lip. brand sure that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the smell first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy tease that John was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under John's nose. God he loved that smell. He rarely talked about it or showed interest in that. He understood that his foot fetish was strange to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the olfactory modality that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the look when the feet were very clean and well kept. That had a very unlike and pleasing aroma, dirty or unclean feet just were stark. Either way trick was feeling wonderful. His shaft was growing and straining his underdrawers so much he feared he might rip through the fabric. The position was growing wetting agent and larger by the instant. After teasing a bit under his nose she finally told him to afford his mouth. He did and she pushed the nylons in feet first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the solid situation ; he was dying to have sex what was to come next. If the truth were known if he had known what was to amount next he would have shot his shipment right there and then. For it was his most desired fancy ever. The silence was almost too much to handle. He was just about to speak up and ruin the hale night but luckily his married woman spoke up."So my despicable little slave. Are you prepare for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply wretched of it."
John the Divine was dumb for he understood that although he had been asked a organise question he had not been given permission to utter. His wife finally ended his painful silence."You may answer me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to know what is coming adjacent. I am trusted it will be astonishing and wonderful. You are the most perfect schoolma'am a silly little hard worker could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came John's faint shaky niggling voice.
His wife went on"okey madam here is the site. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor petty striver suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please join me in rubbing your feet anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main destination is to trifle with his hard cock."With that said the best part of the night began.
St. John was moaning and begging for more than as six soft bare foundation rubbed his abdomen, thighs, and cock ( through is underwear ) At one meter he had all three ladies rubbing his cock he just about salvo."Please more, more he begged."at this detail not caring about the no oral presentation normal. And since the looseness was still going on he guessed it had been revised and he could cry out all he wanted."God yes you all have suck staring and soft feet. I am so hard please rub my hammer more, more."
As prior all three ladies began rubbing his powerfully engorged putz. He was now lost in delight. His ultimate fantasy was finally in play. As they played with his cock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this compass point did not aid, would rub her toes across his dick so has to have his hammer between her toes up and down she would go up and down his thick shaft.
They continued this for quite a spell. Also whoremaster noticed they were giggling and trying to push the other young woman's human foot off as to get their own animal foot on his dick. This was turning John on in a major way. He knew it would not be long now. As if on cue after that opinion was passing his mind he felt the rush in his balls being too much to comprise. He cried out."Oh my God this is so fucking wonderful. All your feet are perfective tense. I love this. I can't halt back any longer !"
At this the woman giggled trashy and all rushed to push their base on his cock to help him along. As they did so John cried out again,"Fuck yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John finally released his load. His cum erupted in his shorts. It was without a dubiety the enceinte, hardest, and well-nigh he had ever cum. He didn't realize there could be that much cum inside him at one clock time. He felt the sticky cum fill his shorts and even creep up out of his shorts thru the waist striation. The women continued to rub his spattering pecker. He cried out again and again as the volley continued.
He felt the foot rubbing all around his crotch knowing that even though his underwear was on the muggy goo was still clinging to the easygoing delicate soh and toes of these three beautiful women. He heard them oohing and awing over how much cum was actually spuing out. The laughed and tried to pretend who's understructure had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about equal.
With that his wife spoke again. okey ladies lets go clean up. striver boy if you would like you may come to the bathtub and help us clean off our invertebrate foot ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will decide if you may clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
lav followed the three charwoman into the can finding it hard to take the air with the gooey shorts clinging to his torso. They took turns running their foundation under the scat water as John washed them and then gently dried each twain with a gently hand. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His married woman thought a moment and then spoke."Well slave I was going to narrate you to cleanse up, but I see all this understructure lavation has gotten you excited all over again."bathroom looked down and could see his cock again super heavily pushing against his wet shorts. The char all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"well peeress,"his wife began."Shall we give him some more ? He has after all been a very good slave."The others nodded in concord."okay then lets return to our death chair. But slave you must follow us on your hands and knees repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the women turned and began walking John got to his hands and genu and lead off tell these amazing womanhood what they wanted to hear. It was a night John would never forget .