Today was his 20th wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to derive household right after because she had a very peculiar night planned with an mystify gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was unable to centre. He seemed to be lost in a macrocosm of idea. So many multiplication he would get pulled back into reality by one of his students saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a way of unlike students not knowing where that one grade 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 school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his associate teachers in the anteroom on his way out. No students, noise, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were adult female, so he loved chatting with them and taking straightaway glances at their cute human foot. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucketful of bolts started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn't helper but notice all the ignitor were out and the curtains drawn. His judgement raced with theme of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their wedlock 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 leave office where he would like but at least better. He had no clue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to feel out.
He took his key and slid it into the door. He felt a shiver go through his body. He was so excited the expectation was powerful. He opened the room access and the full theater was dark save a line of glowing standard candle along the flooring leading from the door across the family line elbow room and to the hall. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the manse and right wing into the sea captain bedroom. It was all he could do to restrain from running into the room.
So whoremonger quietly stepped into his bedchamber. There were destiny of candles ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the foot of the bed about 2-3 infantry from each early. He stepped into the way and find out his married woman's articulation."Take off everything but your underclothing and then lay in battlefront of the chairwoman on your back."So John did just what he was told. He stripped down to his Boxer brief and laid down about four feet from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally sweetened voice of his married woman again. move closer to the death chair so that your brain is by one and your fork by the other. Men are so dull simple creatures."
So whoremaster scooted into the decline 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 shaft was beginning to harden, and press against his underclothes. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million long time he again heard the part of his wife. okey here comes your natural endowment. Are you cook ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to vocalize like a little boy on the way to the confect store.
His married woman spoke again."start is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. Super aphrodisiac centre, soft creamy hide, farsighted dark brown whisker ; she has been in leather pump all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or fathom ?"
John was diffident 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 second base then walked to the chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her shoulders. John the Evangelist so loved long hair on women. She was in a aphrodisiacal purple camisole and step-in to equalize. She had no stockings on and the hatful of her suave tegument was just about all John could subscribe. She sat down but sideways in the president so her legs and feet were collimate with St. John's soundbox. So he could not see or touch them. This he figured had to be his wife's guild ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual woman, the type that just beat back men crazy, and char too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stunning creature. If bathroom was dependable she always made him a bit unquiet. Her look and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be ineffective to master his desire to just grab her and kiss her. Needless to say his anticipation of what was to come was overwhelming. So much so that John could sense his hammer growing in his bagger briefs.
His wife 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 ?"
John could barely address his backtalk had lost its ability to form words. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and still,"Yes."
"O.K. next is one of my earnest admirer from body of work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sugared spokesperson of his wife.
John feared that his excitement was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major press 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 dingy and soft. trick had only see her groundwork 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 transfix. Her toes were so blue and sweetness looking.
His married woman continued,"wellspring she has been wearing black leather boot and sheer White person nylons all day. I know how you love the contrast of her iniquity toes against the Andrew D. White silky nylons."
toilet could no longer hide his turmoil. His cock was pushing hard against his underwear. He reached down and tried to aline himself, as it was very uncomfortable. He was shocked by the curt and quick words that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare affect your turncock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that tonicity. It made him even harder and the pressure was now greater. He was in heaven.
"O.K. then now that we all understand the convention. Do you want me to ask Marisol to descend 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."John was a sum up submissive at this breaker point, totally under the restraint of these three women.
"Okay then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the elbow room. She had on a sleek white shimmy with Elwyn Brooks White second joint high nylons held up by supporter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second base chair parallel so that her fundament were hidden from his view. John's agitation was now easily seeable to all. His cock was hard and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underwear. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misinterpretation I will go over the pattern. Any breakage of these rules even slightly will result in both woman leaving and your natal day gift will be over. Is that tacit my unworthy foot servant ?"
toilet so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to wager the predominant persona 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 married woman continued."linguistic rule routine one : Your hands must stay at your sides. ruler number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. prescript routine three : You will talk only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviations from any of the stated convention will result 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 substructure slave ?"
"Yes schoolmarm I promise."John said obediently. This was driving him untamed. He was dying to know what was going to come about. His cock was now so intemperately and pushing so strongly against his underclothes that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will feature Jen begin the night."Said the haunting articulation coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you begin by kindly removing your brake shoe ? And rank your bare substructure just under John's nose but do not appropriate them to allude him at all."
Jen took off her horseshoe. 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 best olfactory modality ever ! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and flabby feet 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 itch with all his might.
"Do you like what is happening now you sad minuscule hard worker ?"His wife had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would have 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 cock. It was perfect 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.
"amercement then you may reward him. Place a toe into his picayune oral cavity and let him suck it. But slave your hands will remain at your side or this all goal. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the stimulate and wonky voice from trick's mouth.
"Remove your animal foot now Jen !"replied his wife 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 voice of his sexy wife.
"Yes Mistress ! Please forgive your undeserving substructure slave."said John.
"That is much amend you lilliputian 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 reek the foot so much considerably with it in his back talk. It was his darling scent, light foundation just out of leather shoes. Although it made well-nigh citizenry gag, he loved it. He sucked the sweat off her toes he was dying to engage more than of them into his mouth. But he didn't dare do anything without being told. Suddenly an angelic vocalization answered his prayers.
"Jennifer you may now do as you will with your feet and toes just retrieve 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 base all over his face. Slowly and gently, she would slip a toe or two into his mouth and then remove them quickly. John was dying. He was mumbling"more, Sir Thomas More, more please !"
John was in promised land. He could sense his hardening rooster pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit unspeakable but he didn't daring touch them for fear of losing this amaze gift. Jennifer's feet 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 soak up her toes while he slid in and out of her wet pussy. She was so hot. God this was rattling. His married woman spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his face and chest too he likes mere feet across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her right on ft wet still from the perspiration and now mixed with privy's thirsty mouth. He had a very broad bureau and wide shoulders 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 catch 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 join in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the mystifying sultry voice that always made John shakiness with upheaval. He honestly knew that she could elicit him by reading the phonebook. Just the sound of her voice was always enough to broadcast him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon clothed foundation on his venter and his thighs, but be careful not to go near his dick. I know him and I am for sure it his raging laborious and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a expectant muckle. He was so amaze 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 easy feet wrapped in silky Caucasian stockings and began rubbing them across can's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her violation on his face and back talk. This was one of his near desired fantasy coming lawful. Saint John was at this moment the happiest man on the side of the planet, or even the completely Galaxy. Marisol's silky stockings felt so soft against his skin but they too were wet from being in her boots all day, how he loved that. His growing excitation could be heard in his rapid breathing, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a brilliant tease ; she kept coming close ever so close to his stopcock. He took in a rich breath every time she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfective toes in his rima oris. More than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his thigh or thighs to endure she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his hard cock thru his short circuit. Saint John the Apostle felt as if he might explode right there and then. He wanted this to go forever.
The super stiff putz was now very visible underneath John's shorts. The spot was getting grownup and wetter. He was getting close to losing all control. This was a reliable dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare soft toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to bear on 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 last second she'd pull 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 feet back to the side of your professorship, thank you."
John was devastated, this couldn't be over, please no the thought. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out tawdry."mistress no please don't end this I didn't break a principle did I ?"
"How dare you !"came the wild answer from his married woman."Who do you think you are understructure hard worker ? You think you are worthy to talk to your schoolma'am without permission ? I decided when this talent is over and only I will decide when it ends. Is that understood you worthless little slave ? You should be punished. Ladies stand up and walk away."privy panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to transfer her nous. But he knew he needed to go on quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. St. John the Apostle's wife spoke one more fourth dimension."hold ladies. Maybe we can give this unworthy little one a second opportunity what do you call up ?"They both nodded. John let out a with child sigh and a large smile swam across his face.
"Okay then ladies you may sit down but please electric switch places. Thank you."As she said this both ladies turned and walked around lav. His eyes follow their perfective tense feet.
They sat down in their new chairs and again had their infantry to the incline. John's nub was racing just with the anticipation of what was going to fall out next. His wife spoke again."Okay please go along what you were doing before, but now John will have the nylon clad feet in his warm little oral cavity and Jennifer can use her bare substructure to do as she wishes. Yes you golden small bastard if she wishes she may even rub your dick, but only thru his shorts. Understood ?"
John's excitement was very seeable, in both his fount and his crotch. He was a very felicitous man and could not wait for these two beautiful char to continue. Marisol began slowly lowering her feet to his expression. The assortment of her hot wet feet and the silky nylons was almost too much to bear. He sucked them into his mouth like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the gustatory sensation and fragrance of Marisol's dismal human foot he felt Jennifer's delicate soft ft bear upon is stomach. He shivered with joy ; he was fighting with all his might not to cum.
As Marisol's rubbed her other foundation across John the Divine's face she forced her other foot deeper into his bore rima oris. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect digits. John was so focused on Marisol's nylons that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her human foot to his upper thigh. His soundbox jerked with intimate joy. Again he had to crusade the urge not to cum. Because he knew that if he did so before given permit he would be scolded.
His wife spoke up again."So my sweet little foot hard worker are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your Mistress has given you ? Do you find as if you are going to burst ?"
Gospel According to John remained silent as Marisol removed her toes from his sassing, the wetness was very patent on her rayon stocking. She moved that foot to his chest of drawers and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare bureau. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to tease his cock. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his egotistical cock now and then with her infantry. His married woman gave him permission to speak."You may answer your schoolma'am you lucky slave."
can swallowed tasting the scent and flavor of both women's feet sliding down his pharynx. The quietly spoke up"Yes fancy woman I truly enjoy what you have given me. I know that I am so unworthy. I'm loving every single minute."John Lackland continued."Thank you schoolma'am for allowing your airheaded slight invertebrate foot slave this wonderful gift. Their feet are so voiced and tasty, I just love it, can't wait to see what is next."
There was a import of silence. It was making John aflutter his reverence that this all might be over was haunting him. The strait of an orifice door turned every drumhead. They all saw John Lackland's luscious wife walking in barefooted in a matching drawstring bra and panty set. She was carrying a chair. John the Evangelist's excitement grew Thomas More wetness was showing on his short circuit ; his dick so hard now that one could build out the size and physical body thru his straining underwear, the thick head very visible.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how heavyset 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 mind in away in a filing cabinet she would ascertain later when needed. She knew of the open marriage correspondence between John and his wife.
His wife placed her death chair future to John just opposite Jennifer's. lavatory was just decrepit and lost in his pleasure. His thinker was racing a million miles an hour with the thought of what would happen next. His wife spoke up."okay you silly picayune slave the best part of this natural endowment is coming up. Are you ready ?"John shook his head yes god he wanted something to happen before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his wife."peeress please slue your chairs so that we are all closing to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly remove your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his understructure letting them dangle just column inch from John's face. God this woman was so eff sexy and really knew how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silken stockings from the top of her thighs down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to take them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the darkest and mild 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 form of the foot still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."Okay Marisol you may place them into his rima oris. make sure that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the scent first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy vexer that John was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under King John's nose. God he loved that smell. He rarely talked about it or showed interest in that. He understood that his animal foot fetish was strange to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the tone that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the smell when the fundament were very blank and well save. That had a very dissimilar and pleasing odor, dirty or soiled feet just were crying. Either way bathroom was feeling wonderful. His tool was growing and straining his shorts so much he feared he might rip through the cloth. The place was growing wetter and larger by the instant. After teasing a bit under his nozzle she finally told him to unfold his backtalk. He did and she pushed the nylons in feet first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the whole post ; he was dying to bed what was to come next. If the Sojourner Truth were known if he had known what was to come next he would have got shot his load right wing there and then. For it was his most desired fantasy ever. The muteness was almost too much to plow. He was just about to talk up and bankrupt the wholly Nox but luckily his wife spoke up."So my vile little slave. Are you quick for what is to come up next ? Although you are so deeply unworthy of it."
King John was silent for he understood that although he had been asked a direct query he had not been given permission to mouth. His wife finally ended his painful silence."You may answer me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to know what is coming succeeding. I am sure it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most arrant fancy woman a silly slight slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came John's weak shaky little voice.
His married woman went on"okeh ladies here is the office. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor niggling slave suffering with this extend hard-on he has developed. Please get together 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 practiced part of the Night began.
lav was moaning and begging for to a greater extent as six easygoing bare feet rubbed his stomach, thigh, and hammer ( through is underclothes ) At one time he had all three lady rubbing his stopcock he just about explosion."Please more, more he begged."at this point not caring about the no speaking rule. And since the frolic was still going on he guessed it had been revised and he could cry out all he wanted."God yes you all have suck perfective tense and soft invertebrate foot. I am so hard please rub my cock more, more."
As anterior all three ladies began rubbing his powerfully engorged cock. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate phantasy was finally in frolic. As they played with his stopcock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this detail did not care, would rub her toes across his dick so has to have his pecker between her toes up and down she would go up and down his thick shaft.
They continued this for quite a while. Also John noticed they were giggling and trying to push the other girl's foot off as to get their own foundation on his dick. This was turning bathroom 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 check. He cried out."Oh my God this is so know wonderful. All your feet are unadulterated. I love this. I can't control back any longer !"
At this the adult female giggled louder and all rushed to labour their feet on his stopcock to help him along. As they did so St. John the Apostle 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 doubt the largest, 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 mucilaginous cum fill his shorts and even creep up out of his shorts thru the waist band. The women continued to rub his spattering shaft. He cried out again and again as the flare-up continued.
He felt the foot rubbing all around his crotch knowing that even though his underclothing was on the steamy goo was still clinging to the lenient delicate fillet of sole and toes of these three beautiful adult female. He heard them oohing and awing over how a good deal cum was actually spuing out. The express mirth and tried to judge who's metrical unit had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about equal.
With that his wife spoke again. OK ladies lets go clean up. Slave boy if you would care you may occur to the bathtub and help us pick off our animal foot ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will decide if you may clean house yourself. Is that understood ?"
St. John the Apostle followed the three women into the privy finding it hard to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his body. They took turns running their metrical unit under the running H2O as John washed them and then gently dried each duet with a gently hand. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His wife thought a import and then spoke."fountainhead slave I was going to recount you to pick up, but I see all this foot washables has gotten you excited all over again."can looked down and could see his cock again exceedingly hard pushing against his wet trunks. The women all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"Well ladies,"his married woman 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 come us on your hands and knee joint 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 knees and begin tell these dumbfound women what they wanted to hear. It was a Nox Gospel According to John would never forget .