Today was his 20th wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special dark planned with an amazing gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was ineffective to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a earth of thought process. So many clip he would get pulled back into reality by one of his scholar saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a room of unlike students not knowing where that one class period 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 schooling parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his fellow teachers in the hall on his way out. No educatee, disturbance, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were char, so he loved chatting with them and taking spry glance at their precious understructure. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old pail of bolt of lightning started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the private road he couldn't supporter but notice all the lights were out and the curtains drawn. His mind raced with ideas of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their matrimony as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very inexperienced he expected as a great deal. But in their 20-year wedlock she had come a long way. Still not throw in where he would like but at to the lowest degree better. He had no cue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to detect out.
He took his key and slid it into the room access. He felt a shiver go through his body. He was so excited the anticipation was right. He opened the room access and the entire house was non-white save a communication channel of glowing candle along the storey leading from the threshold across the family way and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the hall and right hand into the superior sleeping accommodation. It was all he could do to continue from running into the room.
So Gospel According to John quietly stepped into his chamber. There were lots of candles ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the ft of the bed about 2-3 feet from each other. He stepped into the room and heard his wife's voice."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front of the chairs on your back."So lavatory did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and laid down about four animal foot from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally sweet spokesperson of his married woman again. Move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your private parts by the other. Men are so silent simple creatures."
So John scooted into the correct position, he had no clue what was happening. But he was excited to find out. If anyone could see they could tell that too as his cock was beginning to harden, and military press against his underwear. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the vocalism of his married woman. okeh here comes your gift. Are you set up ?"
"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 friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. super sexy optic, soft creamy skin, long dark brown hair ; she has been in leather pump all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or bottom ?"
John was unsure if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was crack hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a second then walked to the chair near his principal. She was beautiful ; her amazing long fuzz was just lying on her articulatio humeri. John so loved long whisker on womanhood. She was in a aphrodisiacal purple camisole and pantie to equal. She had no stockings on and the view of her smooth hide was just about all John the Evangelist could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her legs and feet were duplicate with Gospel According to John's physical structure. So he could not see or tint them. This he figured had to be his wife's order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual woman, the type that just drove men crazy, and womanhood too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stunning creature. If lavatory was honest she always made him a bit unquiet. Her looking and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to control his desire to just catch her and kiss her. Needless to say his expectation of what was to come was overwhelming. So much so that John could sense his pecker growing in his Boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two chairs. So there is another charwoman joining you and Jen. Are you ready to forgather her ?"
John could barely mouth his mouth had lost its ability to form Holy Writ. But he swallowed and managed a very light and repose,"Yes."
"Okay following is one of my dear friends from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sweet interpreter of his wife.
John feared that his excitement was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a John R. Major crush on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a drab beautiful womanhood. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair was long, midst and dark. Her skin was drear and soft. John had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to help his wife with a project and she slipped out of her heart. John the Evangelist remembered by completely fascinate. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"Well she has been wearing smuggled leather the boot and sheer white nylon all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the egg white silky nylons."
John the Divine could no longer hide out his exhilaration. His cock was pushing hard against his underclothing. He reached down and tried to adjust himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and fast words that came from his married woman.
"Don't you dare touch your cock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that feel. It made him even harder and the force per unit area was now corking. He was in heaven.
"okey then now that we all understand the prescript. Do you require me to ask Marisol to amount out, or ask her and Jennifer to go base ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John's begging cracking vocalisation interrupted her."No please, affectionately god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."St. John was a tote up submissive at this point, totally under the command of these three women.
"okey then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the way. She had on a silken White teddy with white thigh heights nylons held up by supporter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the s death chair line of latitude so that her infantry were hidden from his view. John's turmoil was now easily visible to all. His cock was operose and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underwear. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the regulation. Any breaking of these ruler even slightly will result in both women leaving and your natal day natural endowment will be over. Is that realise my unworthy foot servant ?"
can so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the predominant role toward him. But her disposition was just not built for it. It frustrated him but he loved her for trying. But this was going well ; whoremaster was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."principle numeral one : Your hands must remain at your face. dominion number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. normal identification number three : You will mouth only when spoken to and asked for a answer. Any digression from any of the stated prescript will result in the girls stopping and going home, leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took command and talked this way."Now do you promise to be a right foot slave ?"
"Yes Mistress I promise."John said obediently. This was driving him wild. He was dying to love what was going to bump. His prick was now so hard and pushing so strongly against his underclothing that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will have Jen begin the night."Said the persistent voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you begin by kindly removing your shoe ? And come in your bare human foot just under John's nose but do not reserve them to touch him at all."
Jen took off her brake shoe. It didn't take too long for the scent to reach him. God he loved that so much. The mix of feet and leather was the in force feeling ever ! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and voiced groundwork just above his sass. So close that if he stuck out his tongue he could lick them, but he didn't dare. He fought the urge with all his might.
"Do you like 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 take in seen a wet spot forming on his underclothes from the precum that was starting. He was shocked he was doing that with out anybody touching his cock. It was perfect and it was only beginning."Jen is he being a unspoilt slave ?"
"Yes he is."Jennifer said in her smokey sultry voice that always made John hot.
"amercement then you may repay him. lay a toe into his petty mouth and let him suck it. But knuckle down your mitt will continue at your side or this all ends. Do you sympathize ?"
"Yes I understand."came the excited and shaky voice from whoremaster's mouth.
"Remove your ft now Jen !"replied his wife in a strong voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"Saint John the Apostle 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 voice of his sexy wife.
"Yes schoolmistress ! Please forgive your ugly foot slave."said John.
"That is much better you little worm. Jennifer you may continue."His wife said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his lip. He greedily sucked it in. He was in heaven. He could smell out the infantry so a lot better with it in his mouth. It was his ducky scent, clean-living foot just out of leather place. Although it made most people gag, he loved it. He sucked the sweat off her toes he was dying to take more of them into his mouth. But he didn't daring do anything without being told. Suddenly an cherubic voice answered his prayers.
"Jennifer you may now do as you will with your feet and toes just remember if he touches you or does something you don't like you may turn away him."His married woman stated. Jennifer must hold known a footman before, because she knew what to do. She rubbed her animal foot all over his brass. Slowly and gently, she would slip a toe or two into his back talk and then remove them quickly. John was dying. He was mumbling"more, more than, more than please !"
John was in heaven. He could feel his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underclothes. It was uncomfortable, even a bit terrible but he didn't dare touch them for fear of losing this amazing giving. Jennifer's substructure tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those surreptitious 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 pussy. She was so hot. God this was tremendous. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his grimace and chest too he likes strip pes across his all-embracing chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her right field groundwork wet still from the sweat and now mixed with John's hungry oral cavity. He had a very broad bureau and spacious shoulders interesting for being a pretty unforesightful man, only 5"4 ’. John was getting hotter by the back. His hand moved without thought process and was just about to grab Jen's infantry he caught himself and slid it back to his side. He hoped without being seen.
She spoke up again,"Marisol are you gear up to bring together in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the deep sultry voice that always made whoremonger quiver with turmoil. He honestly knew that she could come alive him by reading the telephone directory. Just the phone of her spokesperson was always enough to send him over the boundary, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon clad feet on his stomach and his thighs, but be careful not to go near his rooster. I know him and I am sure enough it his raging hard and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a great mint. He was so nonplus how much was happening to him and as of yet nobody had even come close to his cock.
Marisol shifted in her chair and lifted her very dingy soft human foot wrapped in satiny whitened stockings and began rubbing them across whoremaster's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her ravishment on his face and mouth. This was one of his nigh desired phantasy coming true. bathroom was at this consequence the happiest man on the face of the planet, or even the whole Galaxy. Marisol's silky stockings felt so piano against his skin but they too were wet from being in her boots all day, how he loved that. His growing excitement could be heard in his speedy external respiration, and she in the prominence of his underwear.
Marisol was a brilliant teasing ; she kept coming close ever so close to his shaft. He took in a cryptical breathing spell every time she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfect toes in his mouth. More than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his thighs or thighs to support she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his hard dick thru his drawers. trick felt as if he might irrupt right hand there and then. He wanted this to last forever.
The super cadaver shaft was now very visible underneath toilet's trunks. The spot was getting larger and wetter. He was getting close to losing all control. This was a true dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare flaccid toes into his oral cavity, fighting with all his might not to touch them. Marisol was still teasing him over and over. Sometimes she acted like she was going to brush those nylons across his aching cock. Then at the net second she'd pull away. John was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any dear. Then his married woman spoke up again.
"O.K. ladies stop what you are doing and put your infantry back to the sides of your chairs, thank you."
John was devastated, this couldn't be over, delight no the persuasion. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out brassy."Mistress no please don't end this I didn't break a normal did I ?"
"How dare you !"came the angry reply from his wife."Who do you reckon you are foot striver ? You think you are worthy to address to your Mistress without permission ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will determine when it ends. Is that understood you worthless niggling slave ? You should be punished. dame stand up and walk away."trick panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to change her mind. But he knew he needed to keep quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. John the Divine's wife spoke one more meter."Wait ma'am. Maybe we can give this unworthy little one a bit chance what do you reckon ?"They both nodded. John the Divine let out a expectant suspiration and a large smile swam across his face.
"Okay then ladies you may sit down but please switching places. Thank you."As she said this both lady turned and walked around John. His eyes follow their perfect feet.
They sat down in their new chairs and again had their feet to the face. whoremonger's heart was racing just with the expectation of what was going to happen next. His wife spoke again."Okay please keep what you were doing before, but now whoremaster will take the nylon adorn feet in his lovesome footling mouth and Jennifer can use her bare animal foot to do as she wishes. Yes you lucky little bastard if she wishes she may even rub your cock, but only thru his short. Understood ?"
John's excitement was very visible, in both his face and his crotch. He was a very happy man and could not look for these two beautiful women to continue. Marisol began slowly lowering her pes to his face. The mixture of her hot wet feet and the silky nylons was almost too practically to deliver. He sucked them into his mouth like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the taste and scent of Marisol's dark understructure he felt Jennifer's delicate soft pes touch is stomach. He shivered with joy ; he was fighting with all his might not to cum.
As Marisol's rubbed her early foot across John's face she forced her former foot deeper into his eager mouthpiece. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect digits. Saint John was so concentrate on Marisol's nylons that he almost didn't spirit Jennifer move her metrical foot to his upper thigh. His trunk jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to fight the itch 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 sweet footling pes hard worker are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your Mistress has given you ? Do you feel as if you are going to burst ?"
whoremaster remained soundless as Marisol removed her toes from his mouth, the wetness was very apparent on her nylons. She moved that foot to his pectus and rubbed her satiny stockings on his bare chest. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to loosen his cock. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his swollen cock now and then with her feet. His married woman gave him license to address."You may answer your fancy woman you lucky slave."
John swallowed tasting the scent and flavor of both women's feet sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes schoolma'am I truly eff what you have given me. I know that I am so unworthy. I'm loving every single minute."John continued."Thank you fancy woman for allowing your punch-drunk little human foot slave this fantastic gift. Their metrical unit 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 neural his awe that this all might be over was haunting him. The speech sound of an opening doorway turned every school principal. They all saw lavatory's red-hot wife walking in barefooted in a correspond string bra and panty set. She was carrying a electric chair. John's excitement grew more wetness was showing on his short ; his stopcock so hard now that one could make out the sizing and shape thru his straining underclothes, the loggerheaded 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 unfermented guy but definitely just friend material, until now. She licked her rim and put that theme in away in a single file she would regain later when needed. She knew of the open matrimony understanding between John and his wife.
His wife placed her chair next to privy just opposite Jennifer's. John was just faint and lost in his pleasure. His mind was racing a million miles an minute with the thinking of what would occur next. His married woman spoke up."Okay you silly little slave the best part of this gift is coming up. Are you gear up ?"John shook his head teacher yes god he wanted something to happen before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his married woman."Ladies please slide your chairperson so that we are all close to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly remove your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his infantry letting them dangle just in from John's face. God this woman was so fucking sexy and really acknowledge how to bug. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silklike stockings from the top of her thighs down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to absent them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the dismal and softest understructure 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 chassis of the ft still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."Okay Marisol you may localise them into his rima oris. Make trusted that he gets them rubbed into his olfactory organ and breathes in the olfactory property first."
Marisol being the amazing and aphrodisiacal tease that John the Divine 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 involvement in that. He understood that his foot voodoo was strange to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the olfactory property that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the smell when the foot were very sporty and well kept. That had a very different and pleasing odor, dirty or unclean metrical foot just were gross. Either way trick was feeling wonderful. His cock was growing and straining his short so much he feared he might rip through the fabric. The slur was growing surfactant and large by the minute. After teasing a bit under his wind she finally told him to open his mouth. He did and she pushed the nylons in feet first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the whole situation ; he was dying to know what was to come next. If the accuracy were known if he had known what was to total next he would have shot his freight rightfield there and then. For it was his most coveted fantasy ever. The silence was almost too much to handle. He was just about to speak up and destroy the whole night but luckily his married woman spoke up."So my worthless petty slave. Are you ready for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply unworthy of it."
St. John was understood for he understood that although he had been asked a direct interrogation he had not been given permission to speak. His wife finally ended his painful silence."You may answer me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to screw what is coming succeeding. I am trusted it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most stark mistress a silly little slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came John's weak wonky slight voice.
His wife went on"Okay ladies here is the situation. We will the three of us use our animal foot to end this pathetic picayune slaves suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please connect me in rubbing your feet anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main goal is to play with his surd cock."With that said the best character of the night began.
John was moaning and begging for Thomas More as six soft bare human foot rubbed his tummy, thighs, and dick ( through is underclothing ) At one time he had all three ladies rubbing his cock he just about burst."Please More, more he begged."at this point not caring about the no speaking rule. And since the bid was still going on he guessed it had been revised and he could cry out all he wanted."God yes you all have suck perfect and indulgent foundation. I am so hard please rub my cock more, more."
As prior all three madam began rubbing his powerfully engorged cock. He was now lost in joy. His ultimate fantasy was finally in fun. As they played with his cock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this point did not caution, would rub her toes across his dick so has to possess his tool between her toes up and down she would go up and down his stocky shaft.
They continued this for quite a patch. Also Saint John the Apostle noticed they were giggling and trying to crowd the early girl's base off as to get their own feet on his dick. This was turning Saint John the Apostle on in a major way. He knew it would not be long now. As if on cue after that thinking was passing his mind he felt the charge in his glob being too much to incorporate. He cried out."Oh my God this is so nooky wonderful. All your metrical unit are perfect. I love this. I can't hold back any longer !"
At this the women giggled tatty and all rushed to push their feet on his pecker to help him along. As they did so toilet cried out again,"ass yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John finally released his warhead. His cum erupted in his shortstop. It was without a doubt the largest, hardest, and most he had ever cum. He didn't realize there could be that much cum inside him at one fourth dimension. He felt the viscid cum fill his shorts and even mouse up out of his shorts thru the waist band. The cleaning lady continued to rub his spattering cock. He cried out again and again as the bursts continued.
He felt the feet rubbing all around his genitalia knowing that even though his underclothes was on the gummy goo was still clinging to the piano delicate soles and toes of these three beautiful woman. He heard them oohing and awing over how much cum was actually spuing out. The laughed and tried to hazard who's metrical foot had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about rival.
With that his wife spoke again. okay ladies Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go clean up. Slave boy if you would wish you may come to the bath and help us cleanse off our feet ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will decide if you may clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
Gospel According to John followed the three adult female into the bathroom finding it hard to take the air with the gooey shorts clinging to his trunk. They took turns running their fundament under the running water as john washed them and then gently dried each pair with a gently hand. Then he rubbed application on all. His wife thought a consequence and then spoke."Well slave I was going to tell you to clean up, but I see all this foot washing has gotten you excited all over again."lavatory looked down and could see his stopcock again topnotch intemperately pushing against his wet shorts. The charwoman all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"well gentlewoman,"his wife began."Shall we give him some more ? He has after all been a very good slave."The others nodded in arrangement."Okay then lets reappearance to our professorship. But slave you must follow us on your work force and genu repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the woman turned and began walking John got to his handwriting and knees and begin tell these amazing women what they wanted to listen. It was a night John would never forget .