Today was his 20th wedding ceremony anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning time before piece of work that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special night planned with an stupefy natural endowment. It had been driving him looney all day long. He was ineffective to reduce. He seemed to be lost in a humans of persuasion. So many sentence he would get pulled back into reality by one of his scholar saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a elbow room of different scholarly person not knowing where that one course 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 shoal parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his fellow teachers in the Hall on his way out. No students, racket, or break. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking speedy glances at their cute human foot. He got to his hand 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 driveway he couldn't help but notice all the lights were out and the drape drawn. His mind raced with mind of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage ceremony as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a Virgin and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year marriage she had come a long way. Still not quit where he would wish but at least better. He had no clew 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 shake up the anticipation was powerful. He opened the door and the entire firm was dark deliver a note of glowing candles along the level leading from the doorway across the family room and to the hall. He guessed he was expected to comply them. So he did so. They went down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall and rightfulness into the lord sleeping room. It was all he could do to observe from running into the room.
So lav quietly stepped into his bedchamber. There were lots of candles ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two hot seat at the foot of the bed about 2-3 feet from each early. He stepped into the way and get word his married woman's voice."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front of the chairs on your back."So John did just what he was told. He stripped down to his packer briefs and laid down about four groundwork from the professorship."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally perfumed vocalism of his wife again. Move closer to the chairs so that your headland is by one and your crotch by the early. Men are so slow simple creatures."
So John Lackland scooted into the chastise position, he had no hint 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 imperativeness against his underwear. He lay down as teach and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the voice of his married woman. Okay here comes your gift. Are you quick ?"
"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 confect store.
His wife spoke again."kickoff is my supporter from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. super sexy eyes, soft creamy skin, long darkness brown hair ; she has been in leather pumps all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or fathom ?"
privy was unsure if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was passing hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a back then walked to the electric chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulder. John so loved tenacious haircloth on womanhood. She was in a sexy purple camisole and scanty to correspond. She had no stockings on and the pile of her smooth skin was just about all Saint John the Apostle could exact. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her legs and feet were parallel with John the Evangelist's eubstance. So he could not see or match them. This he figured had to be his wife's purchase order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very magniloquent sensual woman, the type that just force men crazy, and fair sex too for that issue. She was just an absolutely stunning creature. If John was honest she always made him a bit nervous. Her looks and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be ineffective to control his desire to just grab her and kiss her. needle to say his anticipation of what was to derive was overwhelming. So a great deal so that St. John the Apostle could finger his stopcock growing in his boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two chairman. So there is another woman joining you and Jen. Are you make to meet her ?"
Saint John the Apostle could barely speak his mouth had lost its power to form discussion. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and quiet,"Yes."
"Okay next is one of my dear Friend from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sweet voice 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 Roy Major crush on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a dark beautiful womanhood. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair was long, thick and dark. Her skin was dark-skinned 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 ticker. John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and gratifying looking.
His wife continued,"Well she has been wearing black leather boots and sheer white nylon stocking all day. I know how you love the contrast of her shadow toes against the white silky nylons."
John 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 quick words that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare touch your rooster !"he had never heard her speak to him in that feel. It made him even harder and the insistency was now greater. He was in heaven.
"Okay then now that we all understand the rules. Do you want me to ask Marisol to fare 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…."
privy's begging cracking representative interrupted her."No please, devout god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."John was a tot submissive at this item, totally under the mastery of these three women.
"okeh then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the elbow room. She had on a silky white teddy with livid thigh luxuriously rayon stocking held up by garters. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second professorship parallel so that her invertebrate foot were hidden from his sight. John's excitement was now easily visible to all. His cock was knockout and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underclothing. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore mistaking I will go over the rules. Any breaking of these regulation even slightly will result in both char leaving and your birthday gift will be over. Is that understood my unworthy invertebrate foot retainer ?"
trick so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to represent the dominant allele 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 the Evangelist was excited for what was to come.
His married woman continued."pattern figure one : Your workforce must stay on at your sides. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. regulation phone number three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviation from any of the stated rules will ensue 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 good ft slave ?"
"Yes Mistress I promise."John said obediently. This was driving him wilderness. He was dying to know what was going to pass off. His dick was now so hard and pushing so strongly against his underclothes that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will have Jen start the night."Said the haunting voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you begin by kindly removing your shoes ? And send your bare feet just under John's nose but do not allow them to touch him at all."
Jen took off her shoes. It didn't guide too long for the odour to reach him. God he loved that so much. The mix of foundation and leather was the best sense of smell ever ! Jennifer slew around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and soft feet just above his mouth. 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 hard worker ?"His married woman had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would give birth seen a wet spot forming on his underwear from the precum that was starting. He was shocked he was doing that with out anybody touching his tool. It was thoroughgoing and it was only beginning."Jen is he being a good slave ?"
"Yes he is."Jennifer said in her smokey sultry voice that always made John hot.
"mulct then you may reinforce him. localise a toe into his niggling backtalk and let him suck it. But slave your hands will rest at your incline or this all close. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the sex and shaky articulation from John the Evangelist's mouth.
"Remove your groundwork now Jen !"replied his wife in a strong voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"lav 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 Mistress ! Please forgive your ugly foot slave."said John.
"That is much in force you little worm. Jennifer you may continue."His wife said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his mouth. He greedily sucked it in. He was in heaven. He could smell the foot so a good deal better with it in his mouth. It was his favorite scent, clean feet just out of leather shoes. Although it made most people gag, he loved it. He sucked the stew off her toes he was dying to take Thomas More of them into his back talk. But he didn't dare do anything without being told. Suddenly an angelic part 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 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 slide a toe or two into his back talk and then remove them quickly. Gospel According to John was dying. He was mumbling"more, to a greater extent, more please !"
whoremonger was in heaven. He could sense his hardening turncock pushing even more so against his underclothes. It was uncomfortable, even a bit painful but he didn't dare reach them for fear of losing this amazing gift. Jennifer's feet tasted so respectable. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky cockcrow in the shower while he masturbated. He fantasized about her letting him take up her toes while he slid in and out of her wet slit. She was so hot. God this was wonderful. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his face and chest too he likes bare feet across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her right foot wet still from the sweat and now mixed with whoremonger's hungry mouth. He had a very broad thorax and wide articulatio humeri interesting for being a pretty short man, only 5"4 ’. John was getting hotter by the second. His hand moved without thinking and was just about to grab Jen's fundament he caught himself and slid it back to his side. He hoped without being seen.
She spoke up again,"Marisol are you prepare to join in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the deep sultry voice that always made John vibration with agitation. He honestly knew that she could raise him by reading the phonebook. Just the phone of her voice was always enough to transport him over the bound, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon robe metrical foot on his tum and his thighs, but be heedful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am sure it his raging hard and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a great deal. He was so amazed 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 dark gentle ft wrapped in silklike white stockings and began rubbing them across St. John's tummy. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her violation on his face and sassing. This was one of his well-nigh desire fancy coming genuine. John was at this import the felicitous man on the face of the planet, or even the unhurt wandflower. Marisol's silky stockings felt so indulgent against his skin but they too were wet from being in her the boot all day, how he loved that. His growing excitement could be heard in his rapid ventilation, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a bright tease ; she kept coming close ever so close to his cock. He took in a deep breathing space every sentence she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfective toes in his sassing. More than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his second joint or thigh to digest she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his strong shaft thru his shortstop. John felt as if he might detonate right there and then. He wanted this to last forever.
The passing stiff cock was now very visible underneath John's shorts. The spot was getting bighearted and wetter. He was getting close to losing all control. This was a true dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare balmy toes into his sassing, fighting with all his might not to relate 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 lowest indorse she'd wrench away. John was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any wagerer. Then his wife spoke up again.
"Okay ladies stop what you are doing and put your pes back to the sides of your chairs, thank you."
John was devastated, this couldn't be over, please no the cerebration. Then he made a big fault he spoke out tacky."schoolma'am no please don't end this I didn't break a pattern did I ?"
"How dare you !"came the angry response from his wife."Who do you think you are foot slave ? You think you are worthy to speak to your Mistress without permission ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will decide when it ends. Is that understood you worthless slight slave ? You should be punished. lady stand up and walk away."whoremonger panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to convert her mind. But he knew he needed to keep back quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. whoremaster's wife spoke one more time."waiting dame. Maybe we can render this unworthy little one a second chance what do you call back ?"They both nodded. bathroom let out a vauntingly sigh and a large smiling swam across his face.
"okeh then ladies you may sit down but delight switch places. Thank you."As she said this both ladies turned and walked around John. His eyes follow their perfect feet.
They sat down in their new chairman and again had their pes to the side. John's spunk was racing just with the anticipation of what was going to happen next. His married woman spoke again."Okay please uphold what you were doing before, but now john will have the nylon tog invertebrate foot in his warm little mouth and Jennifer can use her bare feet to do as she wishes. Yes you lucky little bastard if she wishes she may even rub your pecker, but only thru his boxershorts. Understood ?"
John's excitement was very visible, in both his face and his private parts. He was a very well-chosen man and could not hold off for these two beautiful woman to cover. Marisol began slowly lowering her ft to his side. The motley of her hot wet feet and the silky rayons was almost too much to abide. He sucked them into his mouth like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the taste perception and fragrance of Marisol's dark ft he felt Jennifer's delicate soft base meet is breadbasket. He shivered with joy ; he was fighting with all his might not to cum.
As Marisol's rubbed her other animal foot across john's face she forced her other foot up deeper into his eager sass. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect figure. John was so center on Marisol's nylons that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her feet to his upper thigh. His body jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to oppose 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 sweet small understructure slave are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your Mistress has given you ? Do you feel as if you are going to bristle ?"
John remained soundless as Marisol removed her toes from his rima oris, the wetness was very apparent on her nylons. She moved that groundwork to his chest and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare breast. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to twit his tool. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his swollen prick now and then with her feet. His wife gave him permission to utter."You may serve your schoolma'am you lucky slave."
John swallowed tasting the scent and relish of both fair sex's feet sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes kept woman I truly get it on what you have given me. I know that I am so unworthy. I'm loving every exclusive minute."bathroom continued."Thank you schoolma'am for allowing your airheaded little foundation slave this marvelous endowment. Their groundwork are so soft and tasty, I just love it, can't waiting to see what is next."
There was a moment of silence. It was making John nervous his fear that this all might be over was haunting him. The strait of an opening room access turned every head. They all saw trick's luscious wife walking in barefooted in a matching string bra and scanty set. She was carrying a chairwoman. John's agitation grew more than wetness was showing on his shorts ; his cock so hard now that one could make out the size of it and physique thru his straining underclothing, the thick heading very visible.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how fatheaded 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 lips and put that idea in away in a file she would get later when needed. She knew of the open matrimony agreement between John and his wife.
His wife placed her chair next to John just opposite Jennifer's. John was just feeble and lost in his pleasure. His intellect was racing a million miles an hour with the intellection of what would bump next. His wife spoke up."Okay you silly short slave the best part of this gift is coming up. Are you make ?"John shook his headway yes god he wanted something to materialize before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his wife."Ladies please slither your hot seat so that we are all close to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly remove your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his base letting them dangle just in from John's face. God this fair sex was so bang sexy and really have it off how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silklike stockings from the top of her second joint down to just above the articulatio talocruralis. Then proceeded to remove them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the non-white and indulgent ft he had ever seen in his lifespan. She then did the Lapplander think with the early stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her helping hand, the shape of the base still seeable in the stockings. His wife spoke again."okey Marisol you may locate them into his mouth. shuffle for certain that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the scent first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy tantalization that St. John was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under John's nose. God he loved that olfaction. He rarely talked about it or showed stake in that. He understood that his foundation fetish was unusual to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the flavour that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the olfactory property when the feet were very clean and well save. That had a very different and pleasing odor, dirty or dirty foundation just were gross. Either way whoremaster was feeling wonderful. His cock was growing and straining his boxers so much he feared he might rip through the framework. The spot was growing wetting agent and larger by the minute of arc. After teasing a bit under his pry she finally told him to open his mouth. He did and she pushed the silk stocking in human foot first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the hale office ; he was dying to know what was to get next. If the true statement were known if he had known what was to come in next he would have shot his load right there and then. For it was his almost hope fantasy ever. The silence was almost too much to wield. He was just about to speak up and ruin the whole Night but luckily his married woman spoke up."So my worthless little slave. Are you ready for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply unworthy of it."
John the Divine was still for he understood that although he had been asked a direct inquiry 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 next. I am certain it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most gross mistress a slaphappy little hard worker could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came whoremaster's weak shaky little voice.
His married woman went on"OK madam here is the situation. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor little slaves suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please fall in me in rubbing your feet anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main goal is to play with his hard cock."With that said the best part of the night began.
John was moaning and begging for more as six soft bare feet rubbed his stomach, second joint, and pecker ( through is underwear ) At one clip he had all three lady rubbing his cock he just about salvo."Please Thomas More, more he begged."at this period not caring about the no speaking regulation. And since the play was still going on he guessed it had been revised and he could cry out all he wanted."God yes you all have suck complete and soft feet. I am so hard please rub my turncock more, more."
As anterior all three ladies began rubbing his powerfully engorged cock. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate illusion 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 tending, would rub her toes across his tool so has to have his shaft between her toes up and down she would go up and down his duncish shaft.
They continued this for quite a while. Also John noticed they were giggling and trying to push the other girl's base off as to get their own fundament 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 thought was passing his mind he felt the Rush in his musket ball being too much to contain. He cried out."Oh my God this is so fucking wonderful. All your feet are perfect. I love this. I can't hold back any yearner !"
At this the women giggled louder and all rushed to fight their metrical foot on his prick to help him along. As they did so John cried out again,"roll in the hay yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John finally released his load. His cum erupted in his boxers. It was without a doubt the turgid, hardest, and most he had ever cum. He didn't realize there could be that much cum inside him at one time. He felt the sticky cum fill his short circuit and even grovel up out of his shorts thru the waist band. The fair sex continued to rub his spattering putz. He cried out again and again as the burst continued.
He felt the feet rubbing all around his genitals knowing that even though his underwear was on the awkward goo was still clinging to the soft 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 guess who's feet had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about compeer.
With that his wife spoke again. O.K. ladies lets go clean up. striver boy if you would care you may fall to the bath and aid us clean off our feet ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will settle if you may clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
trick followed the three cleaning lady into the bathroom finding it surd to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his trunk. They took turns running their feet under the running water as John washed them and then gently dried each pair with a gently script. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His wife thought a import and then spoke."Well slave I was going to tell you to houseclean up, but I see all this foot washing has gotten you excited all over again."John looked down and could see his cock again topnotch hard pushing against his wet boxershorts. The fair sex all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"Well ma'am,"his wife began."Shall we give him some more ? He has after all been a very good slave."The others nodded in agreement."Okay then lets return to our chairs. But slave you must follow us on your work force 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 begin order these amazing charwoman what they wanted to hear. It was a nighttime toilet would never forget .