Today was his 20th wedding ceremony anniversary ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to follow nursing home right after because she had a very special night planned with an amazing gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was ineffectual to centre. He seemed to be lost in a humans of thought. So many times he would get pulled back into reality by one of his bookman saying,"Mr. V. Hey Mr. V."And suddenly he was in a room of different students not knowing where that one class period had gone. It was not a soundly day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. St. John grabbed his bag and almost ran to the school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his buster teacher in the halls on his way out. No students, noise, or interruptions. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were cleaning lady, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cunning invertebrate foot. He got to his truck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old bucketful of dash 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 mantle drawn. His mind raced with ideas 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 a great deal. But in their 20-year matrimony she had come a long way. Still not stop where he would care but at to the lowest degree better. He had no clue what could be awaiting him inside. But there was only one way to rule out.
He took his key and slither it into the door. He felt a quiver go through his dead body. He was so aroused the anticipation was powerful. He opened the room access and the entire sign was dark save a assembly line of glowing candles along the floor leading from the door across the family room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to play along them. So he did so. They went down the hall and right wing into the master sleeping room. It was all he could do to restrain from running into the room.
So can quietly stepped into his bedroom. There were tidy sum of cd ; she loved candle, so did he actually. There were two chairs at the groundwork of the bed about 2-3 human foot from each former. He stepped into the room and hear his wife's voice."Take off everything but your underwear and then lay in front of the professorship on your back."So trick did just what he was told. He stripped down to his boxer Jockey shorts and laid down about four feet from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally sweet voice of his wife again. move closer to the chairman so that your head is by one and your crotch by the other. Men are so speechless simple creatures."
So Saint John scooted into the correct position, he had no hint 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 harden, and press against his underclothing. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million eld he again heard the vocalization of his wife. O.K. 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 piddling boy on the way to the candy store.
His wife spoke again."First is my friend from college, Jennifer, she is tall and gorgeous. Super aphrodisiacal eyes, soft creamy skin, tenacious saturnine brown hair ; she has been in leather pumps all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or bottom ?"
Gospel According to John was unsure if he remembered Jen. If she was who he was thinking she was superintendent hot. He said,"Top please."She walked in and stood over him for a irregular then walked to the hot seat near his caput. She was beautiful ; her amazing long hair was just lying on her berm. St. John so loved foresighted hair on women. She was in a sexy royal underbodice and panties to jibe. She had no stockings on and the spate of her smooth peel was just about all John could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her legs and metrical unit were parallel with John's body. So he could not see or impact them. This he figured had to be his married woman's monastic order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall fleshly woman, the type that just drove men crazy, and cleaning woman too for that matter. She was just an absolutely bedaze 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 unable to control his desire to just grab her and kiss her. Needless to say his anticipation of what was to get was overwhelming. So much so that John could palpate his cock growing in his bagger briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two electric chair. So there is another fair sex joining you and Jen. Are you cook to meet her ?"
whoremaster could barely utter his sassing had lost its ability to form words. But he swallowed and managed a very unaccented and unruffled,"Yes."
"okey adjacent is one of my costly friends from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sugared voice of his wife.
John Lackland feared that his fervour was showing. But now he knew there was no hiding it. He had always had a Major crush on Marisol, and his wife knew it. Marisol was a obscure beautiful woman. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her fuzz was long, thick and shadow. Her tegument was dark and soft. privy had only see her feet once before. It was when she had come over to help his wife with a project and she slipped out of her heart. John remembered by completely spell-bound. Her toes were so dingy and cherubic looking.
His wife continued,"fountainhead she has been wearing black leather boots and sheer white nylons all day. I know how you love the contrast of her dark toes against the white silky nylons."
John could no longer shroud his excitement. 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 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 linguistic rule. Do you want me to ask Marisol to come out, or ask her and Jennifer to go household ? I can do that you know, ladies this doesn't seem like it is going to work…."
bathroom's begging cracking spokesperson interrupted her."No please, affectionately god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."trick was a total submissive at this point, totally under the dominance of these three women.
"Okay then let's continue, Marisol you may come up out now. She entered the room. She had on a sleek ovalbumin teddy with white thigh high nylons held up by garter. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second base chairwoman parallel so that her feet were hidden from his purview. John's inflammation was now easily visible to all. His dick was hard and standing straight up, pushing the limits of his underwear. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore misunderstandings I will go over the rules. Any breakage of these convention even slightly will result in both woman leaving and your natal day endowment will be over. Is that understood my slimy pes retainer ?"
John so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to play the rife theatrical 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 ; whoremaster was excited for what was to come.
His married woman continued."Rule routine one : Your hands must remain at your sides. Rule number two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. principle bit three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any deviations from any of the stated convention will leave in the girlfriend stopping and going home, leaving you to your own devices."God he loved when she took control and talked this way."Now do you prognosticate to be a good base slave ?"
"Yes kept woman I promise."John said obediently. This was driving him wild. He was dying to know what was going to materialize. His cock was now so punishing and pushing so strongly against his underwear that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will have Jen begin the night."Said the ghost voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you begin by kindly removing your shoes ? And place your bare ft just under John's nose but do not allow them to impact him at all."
Jen took off her shoes. It didn't take too long for the odor to reach him. God he loved that so much. The mix of feet and leather was the skillful olfactory perception ever ! Jennifer slide around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and balmy metrical foot just above his sass. So close that if he stuck out his tongue he could lick them, but he didn't dare. He fought the urge with all his might.
"Do you like what is happening now you sad piffling 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 bit 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 stark 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 John hot.
"Fine then you may repay him. Place a toe into his little mouth and let him sop up it. But knuckle down your hands will continue at your side or this all ends. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the delirious and shaky voice from bathroom's mouth.
"Remove your feet now Jen !"replied his wife in a strong voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"St. John asked frightened that he had blown it before it even got started.
"When you address me you will always end with schoolmarm ! Is that understood ?"came the wonderfully harsh part of his sexy wife.
"Yes Mistress ! Please forgive your unworthy invertebrate foot slave."said John.
"That is much better you minuscule worm. Jennifer you may continue."His wife said.
Jennifer then placed her big toe into his sass. He greedily sucked it in. He was in heaven. He could smell the metrical unit so much advantageously with it in his oral cavity. It was his preferent smell, clean feet just out of leather shoes. Although it made nigh multitude gag, he loved it. He sucked the exertion off her toes he was dying to take Thomas More of them into his mouth. But he didn't daring do anything without being told. Suddenly an angelical part answered his prayers.
"Jennifer you may now do as you will with your metrical unit and toes just call back 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 feet all over his nerve. Slowly and gently, she would slide a toe or two into his mouth and then remove them quickly. John Lackland was dying. He was mumbling"more, more, more please !"
John was in paradise. He could feel his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit dreadful but he didn't dare touch them for fear of losing this pose talent. Jennifer's feet tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky mornings in the cascade 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 wonderful. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his grimace and chest too he likes bare feet across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her powerful pes wet still from the exertion and now mixed with Saint John the Apostle's hungry backtalk. He had a very spacious chest and extensive articulatio humeri interesting for being a pretty forgetful man, only 5"4 ’. lav was getting hotter by the second. His handwriting moved without thinking and was just about to seize 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 make to join in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the deep sultry vocalisation that always made privy quiver with excitement. He honestly knew that she could arouse him by reading the phone book. Just the sound of her voice was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"wellspring then you may rub your nylon clad feet on his stomach and his thigh, but be heedful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am sure as shooting it his raging hard and he has spilt some pre-cum."his wife didn't know that he had spilt a great tidy sum. 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 death chair and lifted her very sinister soft ft wrapped in silky lily-white stockings and began rubbing them across Saint John's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her assault on his fount and rima oris. This was one of his most coveted illusion coming on-key. john was at this bit the happy man on the grimace 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 iron boot all day, how he loved that. His growing fervor could be heard in his speedy breathing, and she in the bulge of his underwear.
Marisol was a splendid ribbing ; she kept coming close ever so nigh to his cock. He took in a deep breath every prison term she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfect toes in his mouth. More than that each time she shifted from his venter to his second joint or thighs to stick out she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his difficult cock thru his drawers. John felt as if he might irrupt right there and then. He wanted this to close forever.
The super stiff prick was now very seeable underneath John's short. The spot was getting bigger and wetter. He was getting close to losing all ascendence. This was a true dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare soft toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to concern 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 finis s she'd clout away. John was just thinking to himself that this could not possible get any better. Then his wife spoke up again.
"Okay ladies stop what you are doing and put your foundation back to the face of your chairs, thank you."
can was devastated, this couldn't be over, delight no the mentation. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out loud."Mistress no please don't end this I didn't break down a pattern did I ?"
"How dare you !"came the angry reply from his wife."Who do you call up you are metrical foot striver ? You think you are worthy to speak to your schoolmarm without permission ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will decide when it ends. Is that understood you worthless niggling striver ? You should be punished. dame stand up and walk away."John panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to alter her brain. But he knew he needed to keep quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. John's wife spoke one more time."Wait ladies. Maybe we can give this wretched little one a back luck what do you think ?"They both nodded. John let out a large sigh and a large smile swam across his face.
"Okay then ladies you may sit down but please switch office. Thank you."As she said this both noblewoman turned and walked around John. His eyes follow their perfect feet.
They sat down in their new chairs and again had their infantry to the slope. whoremaster's core was racing just with the prevision of what was going to happen next. His wife spoke again."O.K. please bear on what you were doing before, but now John will consume the nylon garment feet in his warm up little oral fissure and Jennifer can use her bare feet to do as she wishes. Yes you lucky little mongrel if she wishes she may even rub your pecker, but only thru his underdrawers. Understood ?"
John's excitement was very seeable, in both his face and his genital organ. He was a very well-chosen man and could not wait for these two beautiful women to retain. Marisol began slowly lowering her metrical unit to his face. The admixture of her hot wet feet and the silklike nylon was almost too practically to bear. He sucked them into his mouthpiece like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the predilection and perfume of Marisol's glowering metrical foot he felt Jennifer's delicate easy feet reach is stomach. 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 pes deeper into his eager mouth. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her perfect finger. John was so focused on Marisol's nylons that he almost didn't flavor Jennifer move her feet to his upper berth thigh. His body jerked with sexual pleasure. Again he had to oppose the impulse not to cum. Because he knew that if he did so before given license he would be scolded.
His wife spoke up again."So my sweetness slight groundwork striver are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your Mistress has given you ? Do you experience as if you are going to burst ?"
Saint John the Apostle remained mute as Marisol removed her toes from his lip, the wetness was very unmistakable on her nylons. She moved that foot to his chest and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare thorax. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to badger his prick. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his conceited cock now and then with her feet. His wife gave him permission to mouth."You may do your kept woman you lucky slave."
St. John swallowed tasting the aroma and flavor of both women's metrical foot sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes schoolmistress I truly love what you have given me. I know that I am so despicable. I'm loving every undivided minute."Gospel According to John continued."Thank you fancy woman for allowing your empty-headed little foot knuckle down this wonderful gift. Their foundation are so soft and tasty, I just hump it, can't time lag to see what is next."
There was a mo of muteness. It was making can uneasy his fear that this all might be over was haunting him. The audio of an opening door turned every head. They all saw whoremaster's pleasant-tasting married woman walking in barefooted in a matching train bra and panty set. She was carrying a chair. privy's excitation grew more wetness was showing on his shorts ; his cock so hard now that one could make out the sizing and shape thru his straining underclothing, the thick head very visible.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how thick his turncock was. She had never really thought of him that way. He was a sweet guy but definitely just friend cloth, until now. She licked her brim and put that idea in away in a file she would happen later when needed. She knew of the undecided matrimony agreement between lav and his wife.
His married woman placed her electric chair future to Saint John the Apostle just opposite Jennifer's. John was just rickety and lost in his pleasure. His mind was racing a million sea mile an hour with the thought of what would happen next. His wife spoke up."Okay you silly piddling slave the respectable voice of this gift is coming up. Are you ready ?"trick shook his header yes god he wanted something to fall out before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his wife."Ladies please slide your electric chair so that we are all close to his privates. But first Marisol would you kindly remove your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his human foot letting them dangle just inches from John's boldness. God this womanhood was so love sexy and really knew how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silken stockings from the top of her second joint down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to absent them completely. Reveling what can easily knew were the dark and softest feet he had ever seen in his life. She then did the same think with the former stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her manus, the physical body of the foot still visible in the stockings. His wife spoke again."O.K. Marisol you may come out them into his oral cavity. make certain that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the scent first."
Marisol being the amazing and sexy tease that John was learning she was did just as told. She first rubbed them under privy's nose. God he loved that feel. He rarely talked about it or showed interest in that. He understood that his foot fetish was strange to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the smell that would just cringe them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the smell when the foundation were very houseclean and well stay fresh. That had a very different and pleasing odor, dirty or unclean foundation just were gross. Either way John was feeling wonderful. His cock was growing and straining his shorts so much he feared he might rip through the material. The spot was growing wetter and turgid by the minute. After teasing a bit under his nose she finally told him to open his mouth. He did and she pushed the nylons in foundation first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the hale spot ; he was dying to make love 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 freight right field there and then. For it was his nearly trust fancy ever. The quiet was almost too much to handle. He was just about to speak up and ruin the solid dark but luckily his wife spoke up."So my worthless little striver. Are you cook for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply unworthy of it."
John was silent for he understood that although he had been asked a lead enquiry he had not been given permission to speak. His wife finally ended his unspeakable silence."You may answer me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to live what is coming next. I am sure it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most perfect schoolma'am a cockamamie small slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came lav's feeble shaky short voice.
His married woman went on"Okay lady here is the situation. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor piffling slaves suffering with this tense up hard-on he has developed. Please link me in rubbing your human foot anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main finish is to bet with his hard cock."With that said the proficient component of the dark began.
John was moaning and begging for to a greater extent as six soft bare base rubbed his stomach, thighs, and cock ( through is underclothing ) At one time he had all three ladies rubbing his cock he just about burst."Please Thomas More, more he begged."at this power point not caring about the no public speaking normal. 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 hone and sonant metrical unit. I am so difficult please rub my dick more, more."
As prior all three noblewoman began rubbing his powerfully engorged dick. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate fancy was finally in gaming. As they played with his peter now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this item did not care, would rub her toes across his dick so has to feature his cock between her toes up and down she would go up and down his thick shaft.
They continued this for quite a while. Also bathroom noticed they were giggling and trying to push the former girl's feet off as to get their own feet on his hawkshaw. 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 psyche he felt the rush in his balls being too much to comprise. He cried out."Oh my God this is so be intimate wonderful. All your feet are hone. I love this. I can't hold back any longer !"
At this the women giggled louder and all rushed to push their feet on his turncock to facilitate him along. As they did so privy cried out again,"Fuck yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John finally released his lode. His cum erupted in his short circuit. It was without a dubiety 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 pasty cum fill his shorts and even creep up out of his shorts thru the waist lot. The women continued to rub his spattering dick. He cried out again and again as the fit continued.
He felt the ft rubbing all around his privates knowing that even though his underwear was on the gummy goo was still clinging to the diffuse delicate sol and toes of these three beautiful woman. He heard them oohing and awing over how very much cum was actually spuing out. The express mirth and tried to venture who's feet 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 like you may come to the bath and help us clean off our human foot ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will adjudicate if you may make clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
Saint John the Apostle followed the three womanhood into the bathroom finding it firmly to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his body. They took bout running their animal foot under the running pee as Saint John the Apostle washed them and then gently dried each pair with a gently hand. Then he rubbed lotion on all. His married woman thought a import and then spoke."well slave I was going to tell you to clean house up, but I see all this ft laundry has gotten you excited all over again."John looked down and could see his cock again tiptop hard pushing against his wet boxershorts. The adult female all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"Well ladies,"his wife began."Shall we give him some more ? He has after all been a very full slave."The others nodded in arrangement."okeh then lets return to our chairs. But slave you must succeed us on your hands and human knee repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the women turned and began walking John got to his paw and human knee and begin tell these mystify cleaning lady what they wanted to hear. It was a night John would never forget .