Today was his twentieth wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning time before body of work that he needed to come up home plate right after because she had a very special Night planned with an vex gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was unable to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a earthly concern of thinking. So many times 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 year period had gone. It was not a skilful day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. can grabbed his bag and almost ran to the schoolhouse parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his fellow teachers in the dormitory 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 immediate glances at their cute invertebrate foot. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of bolts started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the drive he couldn't assist but notice all the visible radiation were out and the curtains drawn. His judgment raced with melodic theme of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very inexperienced he expected as much. But in their 20-year married couple she had come a long way. Still not step down where he would like but at to the lowest degree better. He had no clew what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to notice out.
He took his key and slip it into the door. He felt a shake go through his trunk. He was so excited the anticipation was powerful. He opened the door and the entire house was dark save up a melodic phrase of glowing cd along the base leading from the door across the syndicate room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the Hall and right into the master bedroom. It was all he could do to keep from running into the room.
So John quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were pile of taper ; she loved cd, so did he actually. There were two death chair at the foot of the bed about 2-3 feet from each early. He stepped into the room and heard his wife's voice."Take off everything but your underclothes and then lay in battlefront of the chairs on your back."So privy 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 scented articulation of his married woman again. move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your crotch by the early. Men are so dumb simple creatures."
So John scooted into the castigate stance, 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 pressure against his underwear. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the interpreter of his wife. Okay here comes your endowment. 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 confect store.
His wife spoke again."First is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is marvellous and gorgeous. Super sexy eyes, soft creamy peel, yearn dark brown whisker ; she has been in leather ticker all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or bottom ?"
St. John the Apostle 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 then walked to the chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair's-breadth was just lying on her shoulders. John so loved yearn hair on women. She was in a aphrodisiacal purplish camisole and panty to match. She had no stockings on and the pile of her smooth skin was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her ramification and feet were line of latitude with lavatory's body. So he could not see or partake them. This he figured had to be his wife's purchase order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very marvelous sensual woman, the eccentric that just drove men crazy, and adult female too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stunning puppet. If John was reliable she always made him a bit spooky. Her flavour and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to command his desire to just snaffle her and snog her. Needless to say his expectation of what was to come was overwhelming. So often so that John could feel his stopcock growing in his boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two death chair. So there is another charwoman joining you and Jen. Are you set up to contact her ?"
John could barely speak his oral fissure had lost its ability to form words. But he swallowed and managed a very debile and unruffled,"Yes."
"okeh succeeding is one of my dear booster from piece of work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the gratifying voice of his wife.
John the Divine feared that his excitation was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major crunch on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a dark beautiful char. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her hair's-breadth was long, midst and dark. Her skin was benighted and soft. john had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to help his married woman with a project and she slipped out of her pump. John remembered by completely mesmerized. Her toes were so nighttime and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"Well she has been wearing black leather boot and slew white silk stocking all day. I know how you love the contrast of her shadow toes against the whiten silky nylons."
St. John could no longer cover his inflammation. His cock was pushing hard against his underwear. He reached down and tried to adjust 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 turncock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that look. It made him even harder and the pressure was now enceinte. He was in heaven.
"okay then now that we all understand the rules. Do you need me to ask Marisol to come out, or ask her and Jennifer to go plate ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John the Divine's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, dear god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."John Lackland was a total submissive at this compass point, totally under the control of these three women.
"Okay then let's continue, Marisol you may do out now. She entered the room. She had on a silky white teddy with T. H. White second joint high nylons held up by supporter. His wife knew him and his voodoo so very well.
Marisol too sat in the indorsement chair parallel so that her feet were hidden from his view. John Lackland's excitation was now easily visible to all. His cock was hard and standing straight up, pushing the bound of his underclothing. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misinterpretation I will go over the dominion. Any breaking of these ruler even slightly will ensue in both women leaving and your birthday gift will be over. Is that understood my vile foot handmaid ?"
bathroom so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to wager the dominant 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 ; John the Divine was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."Rule number one : Your work force must rest at your sides. Rule figure two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. dominion number three : You will utter only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviance from any of the stated rules will result in the girlfriend 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 good foundation slave ?"
"Yes fancy woman I promise."King John said obediently. This was driving him fantastic. He was dying to know what was going to happen. His cock was now so hard and pushing so strongly against his underclothes that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will deliver Jen set out the night."Said the haunting voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you commence by kindly removing your shoes ? And place your bare feet just under Gospel According to John's nose but do not allow them to touch him at all."
Jen took off her shoes. It didn't take too long for the fragrance to attain him. God he loved that so often. The mix of invertebrate foot and leather was the best tone ever ! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and soft pes just above his mouth. So close that if he stuck out his lingua 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 little hard worker ?"His wife had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would experience seen a wet spot forming on his underclothing from the precum that was starting. He was shocked he was doing that with out anybody touching his tool. It was perfect and it was only beginning."Jen is he being a good striver ?"
"Yes he is."Jennifer said in her smokey sultry voice that always made Gospel According to John hot.
"Fine then you may honour him. rate a toe into his slight mouth and let him suck it. But slave your hands will stay at your side or this all destruction. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the frantic and shaky voice from John's mouth.
"Remove your infantry now Jen !"replied his wife in a secure voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"bathroom 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 abrasive vocalization of his sexy wife.
"Yes Mistress ! Please forgive your unworthy foot slave."said John.
"That is much serious you picayune worm. Jennifer you may continue."His wife said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his sassing. He greedily sucked it in. He was in promised land. He could smell the metrical foot so much better with it in his mouth. It was his best-loved scent, clear animal foot just out of leather place. Although it made nearly people gag, he loved it. He sucked the elbow grease off her toes he was dying to necessitate more of them into his mouth. But he didn't dare do anything without being told. Suddenly an angelic voice answered his prayers.
"Jennifer you may now do as you will with your feet and toes just call back if he touches you or does something you don't like you may refuse him."His married woman stated. Jennifer must take in known a footman before, because she knew what to do. She rubbed her metrical unit all over his aspect. Slowly and gently, she would slide a toe or two into his lip and then remove them quickly. toilet was dying. He was mumbling"more, more, to a greater extent please !"
toilet was in promised land. He could feel his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit painful but he didn't dare rival them for awe of losing this pose natural endowment. Jennifer's feet tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky dawn 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 wondrous. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his face and chest too he likes publicize groundwork across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her justly foot wet still from the stew and now meld with John's hungry sassing. He had a very tolerant chest and wide articulatio humeri interesting for being a pretty forgetful man, only 5"4 ’. John was getting hotter by the second. His handwriting moved without thinking and was just about to catch Jen's ft he caught himself and slid it back to his side. He hoped without being seen.
She spoke up again,"Marisol are you ready to connect in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the deep sultry representative that always made John quiver with turmoil. He honestly knew that she could arouse him by reading the phonebook. Just the strait of her voice was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon clothe animal foot on his stomach and his thighs, but be careful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am sure it his raging toilsome and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a great hatful. He was so amazed how much was happening to him and as of yet cipher had even come close to his cock.
Marisol shifted in her chair and lifted her very dismal soft feet wrapped in silky snowy stockings and began rubbing them across privy's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her assault on his human face and sass. This was one of his most desire fancy coming truthful. John was at this moment the well-chosen man on the case of the planet, or even the hale beetleweed. Marisol's silky stockings felt so soft against his hide but they too were wet from being in her boots all day, how he loved that. His growing upheaval could be heard in his speedy breathing, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a superb teasing ; she kept coming close ever so close to his cock. He took in a mystifying breath every time she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfect toes in his mouth. Sir Thomas More than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his second joint or thigh to stomach she would just lightly ever so lightly sweep his severe cock thru his trunks. John felt as if he might break loose redress there and then. He wanted this to last forever.
The super stiff cock was now very seeable underneath bathroom's boxers. The speckle was getting bigger and wetter. He was getting close to losing all control condition. This was a true ambition come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare indulgent toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to disturb them. Marisol was still teasing him over and over. Sometimes she acted like she was going to sweep those nylons across his aching stopcock. Then at the survive second she'd pull away. St. John the Apostle was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any better. Then his wife spoke up again.
"Okay ladies lay off what you are doing and put your animal foot back to the slope of your professorship, thank you."
can 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 bankrupt a principle did I ?"
"How daring you !"came the angry response from his married woman."Who do you think you are foot striver ? You think you are suitable to speak to your Mistress without permission ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will resolve 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 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 Evangelist's wife spoke one more meter."wait noblewoman. Maybe we can give this unworthy little one a second prospect what do you mean ?"They both nodded. toilet let out a with child 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 peeress turned and walked around john. His eyes follow their everlasting feet.
They sat down in their new chairs and again had their base to the face. John's heart was racing just with the anticipation of what was going to hap next. His married woman spoke again."Okay please continue what you were doing before, but now trick will have the nylon clad ft in his strong trivial mouth and Jennifer can use her bare feet to do as she wishes. Yes you prosperous little bastard if she wishes she may even rub your hammer, but only thru his shorts. Understood ?"
can's agitation was very visible, in both his face and his crotch. He was a very felicitous man and could not await for these two beautiful charwoman to preserve. Marisol began slowly lowering her foot to his facial expression. The mixture of her hot wet infantry and the silky nylons was almost too a great deal 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 scent of Marisol's grim infantry he felt Jennifer's delicate mild feet tactile sensation is abdomen. He shivered with joy ; he was fighting with all his might not to cum.
As Marisol's rubbed her former foot across John's face she forced her other invertebrate foot deeper into his eager lip. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect digits. St. John was so rivet on Marisol's rayons that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her feet to his upper second joint. His body jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to fight the itch 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 lilliputian foot 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 burst ?"
whoremaster remained unsounded as Marisol removed her toes from his mouth, the wetness was very plain on her nylons. She moved that invertebrate foot to his chest and rubbed her silklike stockings on his bare chest of drawers. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to tease his cock. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his conceited cock now and then with her metrical unit. His wife gave him permission to utter."You may do your schoolmarm you lucky slave."
privy swallowed tasting the scent and flavor of both women's feet sliding down his pharynx. The quietly spoke up"Yes fancy woman I truly jazz what you have given me. I know that I am so unworthy. I'm loving every single minute."John continued."Thank you Mistress for allowing your silly little foot slave this wonderful gift. Their 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 awe that this all might be over was haunting him. The phone of an opening threshold turned every head. They all saw John's pleasant-tasting wife walking in barefooted in a meet string bra and pantie set. She was carrying a chair. John Lackland's excitement grew more wetness was showing on his boxers ; his cock so hard now that one could make out the size and conformation thru his straining underclothes, the thick school principal very visible.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how fatheaded his putz was. She had never really thought of him that way. He was a mellisonant guy but definitely just friend textile, until now. She licked her sass and put that idea in away in a file cabinet she would find later when needed. She knew of the open married couple agreement between John and his wife.
His wife placed her chair succeeding to John just opposite Jennifer's. John was just imperfect and lost in his joy. His intellect was racing a million miles an hour with the thought of what would fall out next. His wife spoke up."OK you silly little slave the best region of this gift is coming up. Are you ready ?"St. John shook his head yes god he wanted something to befall before he lost it.
"OK then"continued his wife."Ladies please slew your chair so that we are all conclusion to his crotch. But world-class Marisol would you kindly get rid of your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his base letting them dangle just inches from Gospel According to John's face. God this charwoman was so shtup sexy and really recognise how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silky stockings from the top of her thighs down to just above the ankle joint. Then proceeded to remove them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the dark-skinned and softest foot he had ever seen in his life. She then did the Saami think with the former stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her hired hand, the cast of the foot still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."Okay Marisol you may place them into his mouth. Make sure that he gets them rubbed into his olfactory organ and breathes in the nose first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy tease that trick was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under John's nose. God he loved that olfactory sensation. He rarely talked about it or showed stake in that. He understood that his animal foot juju was strange to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the odor that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the smell when the ft were very clean and well stay fresh. That had a very unlike and pleasing odor, dirty or unclean understructure just were 144. Either way whoremaster was feeling wonderful. His cock was growing and straining his shorts so much he feared he might rip through the fabric. The spot was growing wetter and tumid by the minute of arc. After teasing a bit under his olfactory organ 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 have it off what was to come next. If the true statement were known if he had known what was to come next he would have shot his load right hand there and then. For it was his virtually desired fancy ever. The silence was almost too much to handle. He was just about to utter up and ruin the whole dark but luckily his wife spoke up."So my worthless petty striver. Are you ready for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply despicable of it."
John was soundless for he understood that although he had been asked a direct 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 be intimate what is coming future. I am sure enough it will be get and wonderful. You are the most gross mistress a dizzy picayune slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came John's washy trembling slight voice.
His wife went on"Okay gentlewoman here is the site. We will the three of us use our feet to end this pitiful piddling slaves suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please join me in rubbing your substructure anywhere and everywhere. But note that the master goal is to spiel with his laborious cock."With that said the adept part of the night began.
John was moaning and begging for more as six soft bare groundwork rubbed his abdomen, thighs, and shaft ( through is underwear ) At one clip he had all three ladies rubbing his turncock he just about burst."Please more, more he begged."at this full stop not caring about the no speaking linguistic rule. And since the free rein was still going on he guessed it had been revised and he could cry out all he wanted."God yes you all have suck gross and soft feet. I am so heavily please rub my cock more, more."
As prior all three ladies began rubbing his powerfully engorged cock. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate phantasy was finally in manoeuvre. As they played with his cock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this point did not concern, would rub her toes across his shaft so has to hold his cock between her toes up and down she would go up and down his thick shaft.
They continued this for quite a piece. Also John noticed they were giggling and trying to push the other girl's feet off as to get their own substructure 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 ball being too much to contain. He cried out."Oh my God this is so crashing wonderful. All your groundwork are perfective. I love this. I can't concord back any longer !"
At this the charwoman giggled gimcrack and all rushed to advertise their metrical foot on his cock to help him along. As they did so John cried out again,"nookie yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John Lackland finally released his burden. His cum erupted in his short circuit. It was without a incertitude the largest, hardest, and most he had ever cum. He didn't realize there could be that a lot cum inside him at one time. He felt the sticky cum fill his shorts and even creep up out of his shorts thru the waist band. The women continued to rub his spattering cock. He cried out again and again as the fusillade continued.
He felt the feet rubbing all around his genitalia knowing that even though his underclothes was on the mucilaginous goo was still clinging to the gentle delicate soles and toes of these three beautiful women. He heard them oohing and awing over how lots cum was actually spuing out. The laughed and tried to guess who's base had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about equal.
With that his wife spoke again. okeh ladies lets go clean up. striver boy if you would care you may come to the bath and facilitate us clean off our pes ; however not until we are all make clean and done you mistress will decide if you may strip yourself. Is that understood ?"
John followed the three women into the bath finding it hard to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his body. They took bend running their feet under the running water as John washed them and then gently dried each span with a gently helping hand. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His wife thought a moment and then spoke."well slave I was going to tell you to cleanse up, but I see all this infantry washing has gotten you excited all over again."can looked down and could see his hammer again first-rate hard pushing against his wet shortstop. The adult female 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 accord."Okay then lets takings to our chairperson. But slave you must keep up us on your handwriting and knee joint repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the women turned and began walking privy got to his bridge player and genu and start out tell apart these amazing women what they wanted to get word. It was a nighttime John the Evangelist would never draw a blank .