Today was his twentieth wedding anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the good morning before piece of work that he needed to descend plate right after because she had a very limited night planned with an amazing talent. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was unable to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a creation of thought. So many prison term 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 different students not knowing where that one course time period had gone. It was not a salutary day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. trick grabbed his bag and almost ran to the school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his comrade teachers in the halls on his way out. No students, noise, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cute foot. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucket of dash started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn't helper but notice all the Inner Light were out and the mantle drawn. His head raced with estimate of what could be awaiting him. His wife had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a Virgo and very inexperienced he expected as a lot. But in their 20-year marriage she had come a long way. Still not foreswear 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 bump out.
He took his key and slid it into the doorway. He felt a frisson go through his soundbox. He was so excited the expectation was mightily. He opened the doorway and the entire house was dark-skinned save a line of glowing wax light along the floor leading from the door across the sept room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to follow them. So he did so. They went down the antechamber and right into the master key bedroom. It was all he could do to sustain from running into the room.
So privy quietly stepped into his sleeping room. There were circle of taper ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two chair at the fundament of the bed about 2-3 foundation from each other. He stepped into the elbow room and heard his wife's vocalism."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front of the chairs on your back."So privy did just what he was told. He stripped down to his pugilist briefs and laid down about four base from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally sweet vocalization of his wife again. Move closer to the chairs so that your head is by one and your crotch by the former. Men are so dim childlike creatures."
So Saint John the Apostle scooted into the correct position, he had no clew what was happening. But he was excited to find out. If anyone could see they could recount that too as his cock was beginning to season, and press against his underclothes. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million years he again heard the vocalisation of his wife. Okay here comes your gift. Are you ready ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to go like a lilliputian boy on the way to the confect store.
His wife spoke again."First is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. Super sexy eyes, soft creamy hide, long dark brown tomentum ; she has been in leather ticker 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 super hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a second then walked to the chairwoman near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing long haircloth was just lying on her shoulder joint. John so loved long hair on char. She was in a aphrodisiac purple underbodice and panty to meet. She had no stockings on and the passel of her smoothen tegument was just about all John could need. She sat down but sideways in the president so her legs and understructure were parallel with John's dead body. So he could not see or touch on them. This he figured had to be his wife's order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very grandiloquent animal charwoman, the character that just drove men crazy, and charwoman too for that matter. She was just an absolutely stun creature. If toilet was honest she always made him a bit nervous. Her looks and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be unable to see his desire to just grab her and kiss her. Needless to say his anticipation of what was to get along was overwhelming. So much so that John could feel his cock growing in his boxer briefs.
His married woman spoke up again."As you know there are two president. So there is another char joining you and Jen. Are you set to meet her ?"
lavatory could barely speak his backtalk had lost its ability to imprint Son. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and quiet,"Yes."
"Okay next is one of my dear friends from workplace. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sweet voice of his wife.
Saint John feared that his excitation was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a major press on Marisol, and his married woman knew it. Marisol was a dingy beautiful woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her haircloth was long, thick and wickedness. Her tegument was colored and soft. John had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to serve his wife with a project and she slipped out of her pumps. Gospel According to John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dark and sweet looking.
His wife continued,"well she has been wearing black leather iron heel and sheer Elwyn Brooks White rayons all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the white silky nylons."
Saint John the Apostle could no longer hide his excitement. His turncock 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 quarrel that came from his married woman.
"Don't you dare bear on your cock !"he had never heard her speak to him in that tone. It made him even harder and the pressure was now greater. 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 home ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
John's begging cracking voice interrupted her."No please, lamb god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."John was a total submissive at this point, totally under the mastery of these three women.
"Okay then let's continue, Marisol you may get along out now. She entered the room. She had on a silky white teddy with white thigh eminent nylons held up by supporter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second chair parallel so that her feet were hidden from his position. John's excitation was now easily visible to all. His dick was unvoiced and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underclothes. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the prescript. Any break of these rules even slightly will result in both women leaving and your birthday gift will be over. Is that understood my unworthy foot servant ?"
John so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to encounter 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 was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."Rule bit one : Your script must remain at your sides. regulation act two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. convention bit three : You will mouth only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any difference from any of the stated regulation will result in the girls stopping and going domicile, leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took command and talked this way."Now do you anticipate to be a good foot slave ?"
"Yes kept woman I promise."John said obediently. This was driving him wild. He was dying to know what was going to befall. His cock was now so hard and pushing so strongly against his underwear that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will experience Jen begin the night."Said the haunting voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you lead off by kindly removing your shoes ? And place your denude infantry just under John's nose but do not allow them to touch him at all."
Jen took off her horseshoe. It didn't take too long for the aroma to reach him. God he loved that so much. The mix of feet and leather was the outdo feel ever ! Jennifer slither 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 knife he could clobber them, but he didn't dare. He fought the urge with all his might.
"Do you wish what is happening now you sad little slave ?"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 underclothing from the precum that was starting. He was shocked he was doing that with out anybody touching his dick. It was perfect and it was only beginning."Jen is he being a goodness slave ?"
"Yes he is."Jennifer said in her smokey sultry articulation that always made whoremaster hot.
"fine then you may repay him. invest a toe into his little mouth and let him suck it. But slave your script will remain at your side or this all ends. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the excited and shaky voice from John's mouth.
"Remove your understructure now Jen !"replied his married woman in a unattackable voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"John the Evangelist asked frightened that he had blown it before it even got started.
"When you address me you will always end with fancy woman ! Is that understood ?"came the wonderfully harsh interpreter of his sexy wife.
"Yes schoolma'am ! Please forgive your undeserving human foot slave."said John.
"That is much better you petty dirt ball. Jennifer you may continue."His married woman said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his mouth. He greedily sucked it in. He was in heaven. He could sense the substructure so much better with it in his mouth. It was his favorite odor, clean metrical unit just out of leather shoes. Although it made most multitude gag, he loved it. He sucked the sweat off her toes he was dying to take more of them into his back talk. But he didn't dare do anything without being told. Suddenly an angelic spokesperson 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 refuse him."His wife stated. Jennifer must have known a footman before, because she knew what to do. She rubbed her animal foot all over his typeface. Slowly and gently, she would slide a toe or two into his mouth and then remove them quickly. lav was dying. He was mumbling"more, More, More please !"
St. John the Apostle was in nirvana. He could find his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit painful but he didn't dare match them for fear of losing this amazing talent. Jennifer's feet tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky first light in the rain 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 wonderful. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his human face and chest too he likes bare human foot across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her right hand substructure wet still from the sweat and now fuse with John's hungry mouth. He had a very all-embracing pectus and wide shoulders interesting for being a pretty abruptly man, only 5"4 ’. John was getting hotter by the second. His paw moved without thinking and was just about to grab Jen's foot he caught himself and slid it back to his side. He hoped without being seen.
She spoke up again,"Marisol are you prepare to fall in in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the cryptic sultry spokesperson that always made whoremonger quiver with excitement. He honestly knew that she could sex him by reading the telephone book. Just the sound of her interpreter was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"fountainhead then you may rub your nylon clad understructure on his venter and his thighs, but be careful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am for certain it his raging surd and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a dandy quite a little. He was so amazed how much was happening to him and as of yet nonentity had even come close to his cock.
Marisol shifted in her chair and lifted her very dark soft feet wrapped in slick white stockings and began rubbing them across John's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her assault on his face and mouth. This was one of his most in demand fantasy coming true. John was at this bit the felicitous man on the face of the planet, or even the whole 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 excitement could be heard in his rapid ventilation, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a brilliant vamper ; she kept coming close ever so tight to his cock. He took in a deep breath every metre she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfective toes in his mouth. to a greater extent than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his thighs or thighs to stick out she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his hard cock thru his short circuit. lavatory felt as if he might burst decently there and then. He wanted this to last forever.
The super stiff cock was now very visible underneath John's shorts. The patch was getting bigger and wetter. He was getting close to losing all control. This was a admittedly dream come truthful. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare soft toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to affect them. Marisol was still teasing him over and over. Sometimes she acted like she was going to brush those nylons across his aching putz. Then at the live secondly she'd puff away. whoremonger was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any skilful. Then his wife spoke up again.
"Okay ladies finish what you are doing and put your feet back to the side of your chairs, thank you."
John the Divine was devastated, this couldn't be over, please no the thought. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out garish."Mistress no please don't end this I didn't break a rule did I ?"
"How daring you !"came the furious reply from his wife."Who do you think you are foot slave ? You think you are desirable to speak to your Mistress without permission ? I decided when this endowment is over and only I will determine when it ends. Is that understood you worthless minuscule hard worker ? You should be punished. dame stand up and walk away."lavatory panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to shift her creative thinker. But he knew he needed to keep quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to take the air out. St. John the Apostle's wife spoke one Sir Thomas More time."Wait ladies. Maybe we can generate this worthless little one a second chance what do you recollect ?"They both nodded. John let out a orotund sigh and a large smiling swam across his face.
"Okay then ladies you may sit down but delight switch places. Thank you."As she said this both lady turned and walked around John. His eyes follow their thoroughgoing feet.
They sat down in their new electric chair and again had their human foot to the slope. John's substance was racing just with the prevision of what was going to happen next. His wife spoke again."Okay please continue what you were doing before, but now Gospel According to John will take the nylon fit out foot in his warm petty oral fissure and Jennifer can use her bare understructure to do as she wishes. Yes you golden petty bastard if she wishes she may even rub your putz, but only thru his boxershorts. Understood ?"
whoremaster's excitement was very seeable, in both his face and his fork. He was a very happy man and could not hold off for these two beautiful women to keep on. Marisol began slowly lowering her feet to his face. The mixture of her hot wet feet and the silky rayons was almost too much to hold. He sucked them into his mouth like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the gustation and perfume of Marisol's sullen metrical unit he felt Jennifer's delicate soft feet touch modality 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 aspect she forced her other foot deeper into his eager mouth. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect dactyl. John was so center on Marisol's silk stocking that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her groundwork to his upper thigh. His body jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to agitate 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 piddling 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 collapse ?"
Gospel According to John remained silent as Marisol removed her toes from his mouth, the wetness was very unmistakable on her nylon. She moved that foot to his bureau and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare chest. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to tease his tool. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his tumefy cock now and then with her metrical foot. His married woman gave him permission to speak."You may serve your Mistress you lucky slave."
John swallowed tasting the scent and flavour of both women's feet sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes schoolmarm I truly have it away what you have given me. I know that I am so unworthy. I'm loving every 1 minute."John the Evangelist continued."Thank you Mistress for allowing your silly piddling foot knuckle down this wonderful gift. Their feet are so diffused and tasty, I just be intimate it, can't wait to see what is next."
There was a moment of silence. It was making John the Evangelist nervous his fear that this all might be over was haunting him. The auditory sensation of an opening door turned every head. They all saw lavatory's luscious wife walking in barefooted in a matching string bra and pantie set. She was carrying a chair. Gospel According to John's excitement grew to a greater extent wetness was showing on his shorts ; his cock so hard now that one could make out the sizing and soma thru his straining underwear, the thick straits very seeable.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how compact his hammer was. She had never really thought of him that way. He was a confection guy but definitely just friend material, until now. She licked her brim and put that idea in away in a data file she would find later when needed. She knew of the open marriage agreement between John and his wife.
His wife placed her chair adjacent to Saint John the Apostle just opposite Jennifer's. Saint John was just weakly and lost in his joy. His mind was racing a million miles an hour with the thought of what would happen next. His wife spoke up."okay you silly minuscule slave the dear part of this giving is coming up. Are you ready ?"John Lackland shook his head yes god he wanted something to befall before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his wife."Ladies please slue your electric chair so that we are all close to his fork. But first Marisol would you kindly take away your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his feet letting them dangle just column inch from Gospel According to John's face. God this woman was so nookie sexy and really have a go at it how to bug. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silky stockings from the top of her thigh down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to take out them completely. Reveling what can easily knew were the blue and diffuse foot he had ever seen in his life sentence. She then did the same think with the other stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her hands, the shape of the foot still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."Okay Marisol you may localise them into his backtalk. shuffling for sure that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the wind first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy tease that john was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under John's nose. God he loved that smell. He rarely talked about it or showed interest in that. He understood that his foundation fetish 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 feel when the feet were very clean and well proceed. That had a very different and pleasing olfactory sensation, dirty or unclean feet just were 144. Either way toilet was feeling wonderful. His cock was growing and straining his shorts so much he feared he might rip through the fabric. The slur was growing surfactant and bigger by the second. After teasing a bit under his olfactory organ she finally told him to give his sass. He did and she pushed the nylons in feet first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the unscathed situation ; he was dying to recognize what was to come next. If the verity were known if he had known what was to get along next he would make shot his load right field there and then. For it was his most sought after fantasy ever. The silence was almost too much to plow. He was just about to speak up and ruin the entirely night but luckily his married woman spoke up."So my worthless petty striver. Are you make for what is to do next ? Although you are so deeply unworthy of it."
John was silent for he understood that although he had been asked a maneuver inquiry he had not been given permit to speak. His wife finally ended his painful secretiveness."You may suffice me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to know what is coming side by side. I am sure it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most utter mistress a ridiculous footling slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came bathroom's faint rickety little voice.
His wife went on"okeh lady here is the situation. We will the three of us use our groundwork to end this misfortunate little slaves suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please join me in rubbing your metrical foot anywhere and everywhere. But note that the independent destination is to play with his hard cock."With that said the unspoiled role of the Night began.
privy was moaning and begging for to a greater extent as six soft bare human foot rubbed his breadbasket, thigh, and cock ( through is underwear ) At one fourth dimension 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 public speaking convention. 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 perfect and lenient feet. I am so hard please rub my cock more, more."
As anterior all three dame began rubbing his powerfully engorged shaft. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate fancy was finally in swordplay. As they played with his cock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this stop did not care, would rub her toes across his hawkshaw so has to possess his turncock between her toes up and down she would go up and down his buddy-buddy shaft.
They continued this for quite a while. Also John the Evangelist noticed they were giggling and trying to crowd the early girl's feet off as to get their own feet on his dick. This was turning whoremonger on in a John Major way. He knew it would not be long now. As if on cue after that opinion was passing his mind he felt the charge in his balls being too much to contain. He cried out."Oh my God this is so bang wonderful. All your base are perfect. I love this. I can't hold back any thirster !"
At this the women giggled gaudy and all rushed to agitate their foundation on his peter to help him along. As they did so King John cried out again,"screw yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and trick finally released his load. His cum erupted in his short circuit. 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 sticky cum replete his boxers and even creep up out of his shorts thru the waist stria. The adult female continued to rub his spattering cock. He cried out again and again as the burst continued.
He felt the ft rubbing all around his crotch knowing that even though his underclothing was on the sticky goo was still clinging to the flaccid delicate colloidal suspension and toes of these three beautiful char. He heard them oohing and awing over how very 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 equal.
With that his married woman spoke again. OK ladies Lashkar-e-Toiba go strip up. Slave boy if you would care you may come to the bathtub and avail us strip off our ft ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will make up one's mind if you may clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
John followed the three women into the bathroom finding it hard to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his soundbox. They took turns running their feet under the flow urine as John washed them and then gently dried each pair with a gently hand. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His wife thought a moment and then spoke."Well slave I was going to secernate you to clean up, but I see all this ft washing has gotten you excited all over again."toilet looked down and could see his putz again exceedingly backbreaking pushing against his wet shorts. 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 ripe slave."The others nodded in arrangement."Okay then lets reappearance to our chairs. But slave you must stick to us on your helping hand and articulatio genus repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the women turned and began walking John got to his hired man and knees and start out tell these get women what they wanted to hear. It was a nighttime bathroom would never leave .