Today was his 20th wedding day of remembrance ; his wife had informed him in the morning before work that he needed to come home right after because she had a very special night planned with an astonish gift. It had been driving him crazy all day long. He was unable to concentrate. He seemed to be lost in a world of persuasion. So many meter 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 different students not knowing where that one class period had gone. It was not a commodity day.
Finally five o'clock came and he was off. whoremaster grabbed his bag and almost ran to the school parking lot. Often he enjoyed visiting with his fellow instructor in the manse on his way out. No pupil, noise, or break. Mostly because 95 % of his coworkers were women, so he loved chatting with them and taking quick glances at their cute base. He got to his motortruck and turned the key. Thankfully the 23-year-old pail of bolt of lightning started up and he drove home.
As he pulled up into the driveway he couldn't help but notice all the luminosity were out and the curtain drawn. His mind raced with mind of what could be awaiting him. His married woman had begun their marriage as somewhat of a prude. Considering she was a virgin and very inexperienced he expected as a great deal. But in their 20-year man and wife she had come a long way. Still not quit 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 find out.
He took his key and slid it into the doorway. He felt a thrill go through his organic structure. He was so excited the expectancy was powerful. He opened the threshold and the total sign was dark save a melodic line of glowing candles along the floor leading from the threshold across the kinfolk room and to the hallway. He guessed he was expected to adopt them. So he did so. They went down the dormitory and right hand into the master sleeping room. It was all he could do to keep from running into the room.
So John the Evangelist quietly stepped into his sleeping room. There were lots of candles ; she loved candles, so did he actually. There were two chairperson at the foot of the bed about 2-3 feet from each other. He stepped into the room and heard his wife's voice."Take off everything but your underclothes and then lay in front of the chairs on your back."So John Lackland did just what he was told. He stripped down to his Boxer legal brief and laid down about four infantry from the chairs."God how you men function sometimes is beyond me"came the normally sweet voice of his married woman again. motion closer to the chairs so that your forefront is by one and your crotch by the early. Men are so dumb bare creatures."
So John scooted into the chasten 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 season, and press against his underwear. He lay down as instructed and waited. After what seemed like a million eld he again heard the voice of his wife. Okay here comes your gift. Are you make ?"
"Oh god yes I am. I have been thinking about it all day."He said trying hard not to vocalise like a piffling boy on the way to the confect store.
His wife spoke again."start is my booster from college, Jennifer, she is magniloquent and gorgeous. Super sexy center, soft creamy skin, farsighted drear brown whisker ; she has been in leather pumps all day without stockings. Where would you like her to sit, top or penetrate ?"
John was shy 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 indorse then walked to the electric chair near his head. She was beautiful ; her amazing prospicient hair was just lying on her shoulders. whoremaster so loved long hair on women. She was in a sexy purpurate camisole and panties to equalize. She had no stockings on and the sight of her smooth skin was just about all privy could take. She sat down but sideways in the chair so her legs and feet were parallel with John's physical structure. So he could not see or disturb them. This he figured had to be his wife's order ; she knew he liked to be teased.
Jen was a very tall sensual cleaning woman, the eccentric that just repel men crazy, and women too for that affair. She was just an absolutely stunning fauna. If John was honorable she always made him a bit aflutter. Her looks and her personality was so over powering he sometimes feared he would be ineffective to control his desire to just grab her and kiss her. phonograph needle to say his anticipation of what was to come was overwhelming. So much so that John the Evangelist could feel his cock growing in his boxer briefs.
His wife spoke up again."As you know there are two president. So there is another woman joining you and Jen. Are you ready to match her ?"
John could barely speak his oral cavity had lost its ability to form dustup. But he swallowed and managed a very weak and serenity,"Yes."
"Okay adjacent is one of my dearly friends from work. You remember Marisol don't you ?"said the sweetness voice of his wife.
Saint John the Apostle feared that his agitation 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 dark beautiful fair sex. She was of Puerto Rican decent and her pilus was long, midst and darkness. Her skin was dark and diffuse. can had only see her metrical foot once before. It was when she had come over to aid his wife with a project and she slipped out of her pumps. John remembered by completely transfixed. Her toes were so dismal and dulcet looking.
His wife continued,"fountainhead she has been wearing contraband leather flush and cut gabardine nylons all day. I know how you love the line of her iniquity toes against the white silky nylons."
John could no longer enshroud his fervour. His stopcock 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 word that came from his wife.
"Don't you dare touch your tool !"he had never heard her speak to him in that shade. It made him even harder and the pressure was now expectant. He was in heaven.
"OK then now that we all understand the rule. Do you desire me to ask Marisol to make out 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 part interrupted her."No please, costly god no !"
"Are you sure ?"came the demanding reply.
"Yes, I promise."St. John was a totality submissive at this point, totally under the ascendency of these three women.
"O.K. then let's continue, Marisol you may come out now. She entered the room. She had on a silky white teddy with gabardine second joint high up nylons held up by garters. His wife knew him and his fetish so very well.
Marisol too sat in the second hot seat line of latitude so that her feet were hidden from his view. John's upheaval was now easily visible to all. His pecker was gruelling and standing straight up, pushing the terminus ad quem of his underclothes. His wife spoke again."So we don't have anymore mistake I will go over the rules. Any breaking of these convention even slightly will result in both cleaning lady leaving and your natal day gift will be over. Is that infer my unworthy pes servant ?"
lavatory so loved when she called him that. She had often tried to represent 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 ; whoremaster was excited for what was to come.
His wife continued."Rule number one : Your hands must remain at your side of meat. Rule issue two : You must do as you are told, and only as you are told. dominion figure three : You will speak only when spoken to and asked for a reply. Any digression from any of the stated rules will leave in the girls 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 human foot slave ?"
"Yes schoolmarm I promise."whoremonger said obediently. This was driving him wild. He was dying to have it off what was going to happen. His rooster was now so firmly and pushing so strongly against his underclothes that it was actually a bit painful.
"I think I will have Jen begin the night."Said the haunting voice coming from nowhere it seemed."Jen would you begin by kindly removing your brake shoe ? And place your bare metrical foot just under lavatory's nose but do not allow them to touch him at all."
Jen took off her shoes. It didn't convey too long for the olfactory property to reach him. God he loved that so a good deal. The mix of feet and leather was the best smelling ever ! Jennifer slid around and did as she was told. She placed her very wet and easy understructure just above his mouth. So close that if he stuck out his clapper he could work them, but he didn't dare. He fought the urge with all his might.
"Do you like what is happening now you sad small slave ?"His wife had never talked like this before it was making him so hot. If anyone had looked they would own 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 pecker. 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 John hot.
"amercement then you may reward him. grade a toe into his small oral cavity and let him suck it. But slave your hands will remain at your face or this all ends. Do you understand ?"
"Yes I understand."came the excited and shivering vocalism from St. John's mouth.
"Remove your feet now Jen !"replied his married woman in a warm voice.
"What did I do wrong ?"lavatory 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 vox of his sexy wife.
"Yes fancy woman ! Please forgive your despicable fundament slave."said John.
"That is much better you little louse. 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 sense the foot so a good deal better with it in his oral fissure. It was his favorite odour, clean feet just out of leather shoes. Although it made most the great unwashed gag, he loved it. He sucked the perspiration off her toes he was dying to get hold of more than of them into his oral fissure. 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 human foot and toes just retrieve if he touches you or does something you don't like you may reject him."His wife stated. Jennifer must take known a footman before, because she knew what to do. She rubbed her base all over his cheek. Slowly and gently, she would slide a toe or two into his back talk and then remove them quickly. John was dying. He was mumbling"more, more, More please !"
Gospel According to John was in heaven. He could feel his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underclothes. It was uncomfortable, even a bit painful but he didn't dare touch them for concern of losing this astound 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 suck her toes while he slid in and out of her wet pussycat. She was so hot. God this was fantastic. His wife spoke again,"Remember Jen all over his typeface and chest too he likes bare feet across his broad chest."
Jennifer did as she was told and moved her redress foot wet still from the stew and now mixed with privy's thirsty back talk. He had a very broad breast and wide shoulders interesting for being a pretty short man, only 5"4 ’. Saint John was getting hotter by the 2d. His hand moved without intellection and was just about to snaffle 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 link up in the fun ?"
"Oh yes I am."came the rich sultry voice that always made John shiver with excitement. He honestly knew that she could provoke him by reading the phone book. Just the sound of her representative was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.
"Well then you may rub your nylon adorn feet 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 hard and he has spilt some pre-cum."his married woman didn't know that he had spilt a smashing deal. He was so baffle how much was happening to him and as of yet cipher had even come close to his cock.
Marisol shifted in her hot seat and lifted her very benighted soft feet wrapped in silken white stockings and began rubbing them across John's stomach. Meanwhile Jennifer continued her Assault on his face and lip. This was one of his near desired phantasy coming lawful. John was at this moment the happiest 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 iron heel all day, how he loved that. His growing excitement 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 rooster. He took in a deep breath every time she did so. As best he could with Jennifer's perfective tense toes in his back talk. More than that each time she shifted from his stomach to his thighs or second joint to bear she would just lightly ever so lightly brush his arduous peter thru his short circuit. trick felt as if he might explode right there and then. He wanted this to last-place forever.
The super stiff cock was now very visible underneath whoremaster's shorts. The spot was getting bigger and wetter. He was getting close to losing all restraint. This was a true dream come true. He kept sucking Jennifer's bare diffused toes into his mouth, fighting with all his might not to match them. Marisol was still teasing him over and over. Sometimes she acted like she was going to brush those nylon stocking across his aching rooster. Then at the conclusion second she'd pulling away. John was just thinking to himself that this could not potential get any better. Then his married woman spoke up again.
"Okay ladies stop what you are doing and put your feet back to the sides of your president, thank you."
John was devastated, this couldn't be over, delight no the thought. Then he made a big mistake he spoke out loud."kept woman no please don't end this I didn't break dance a rule did I ?"
"How daring you !"came the angry response from his wife."Who do you recollect you are foot hard worker ? You think you are desirable to speak to your fancy woman without license ? I decided when this gift is over and only I will decide when it ends. Is that understood you worthless little slave ? You should be punished. Lady stand up and walk away."john panicked ; he tried hard not to beg her to change her mind. But he knew he needed to go along quiet.
Jennifer and Marisol stood up and were just about to walk out. John's wife spoke one More time."Wait ma'am. Maybe we can give this vile slight one a second chance what do you think ?"They both nodded. privy let out a large suspiration and a large grinning swam across his face.
"O.K. then ladies you may sit down but please electrical switch places. Thank you."As she said this both ladies turned and walked around John. His eyes follow their pure feet.
They sat down in their new chairs and again had their feet to the side. John's heart 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 John will have the nylon apparel feet in his warm little mouth and Jennifer can use her bare human foot to do as she wishes. Yes you lucky little bastard if she wishes she may even rub your dick, but only thru his boxers. Understood ?"
John's exhilaration was very seeable, in both his typeface and his crotch. He was a very happy man and could not look for these two beautiful women to go on. Marisol began slowly lowering her feet to his fount. The mixture of her hot wet feet and the silky nylons was almost too much to stand. He sucked them into his mouth like a man just out of the desert. Just as he was getting lost in the taste and odor of Marisol's darkness feet he felt Jennifer's delicate soft infantry cutaneous senses 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 foot deeper into his eager mouth. He took her toes willingly, sucking every bit of her staring digits. John was so focused on Marisol's silk stocking that he almost didn't feel Jennifer move her feet to his upper second joint. His trunk jerked with sexual delight. Again he had to agitate the itch 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 footling foot slave are you enjoying yourself ? She asked,"Do you like what your kept woman has given you ? Do you experience as if you are going to burst ?"
whoremaster remained silent as Marisol removed her toes from his mouth, the wetness was very unmistakable on her silk stocking. She moved that foundation to his chest and rubbed her silky stockings on his bare breast. Meanwhile Jennifer continued to razz his hammer. She as Marisol did before gently brushed his swollen cock now and then with her pes. His married woman gave him permission to mouth."You may reply your Mistress you lucky slave."
Saint John swallowed tasting the perfume and flavor of both women's human foot sliding down his throat. The quietly spoke up"Yes Mistress I truly love what you have given me. I know that I am so ugly. I'm loving every undivided minute."St. John continued."Thank you fancy woman for allowing your silly little invertebrate foot buckle down this terrific giving. Their feet are so soft and tasty, I just bang it, can't waiting to see what is next."
There was a present moment of silence. It was making John anxious his fear that this all might be over was haunting him. The sound of an opening threshold turned every head. They all saw lav's delicious wife walking in barefooted in a matching string bra and step-in set. She was carrying a death chair. St. John's inflammation grew more than wetness was showing on his shorts ; his pecker so hard now that one could nominate out the size and build thru his straining underwear, the buddy-buddy drumhead very seeable.
Marisol without out really thinking about it was marveling at just how thick 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 backtalk and put that musical theme in away in a Indian file she would find later when needed. She knew of the overt marriage agreement between John and his wife.
His wife placed her chair next to John just opposite Jennifer's. John was just weak and lost in his pleasure. His mind was racing a million miles an hour with the thought of what would happen next. His married woman spoke up."Okay you silly little slave the good part of this gift is coming up. Are you ready ?"John the Divine shook his head yes god he wanted something to happen before he lost it.
"Okay then"continued his wife."Ladies please slue your chairperson so that we are all cheeseparing to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly polish off your stockings ?"Marisol lifted his substructure letting them dangle just column inch from John's human face. God this charwoman was so fucking sexy and really jazz how to tease. She reached down and slowly began rolling her silklike stockings from the top of her second joint down to just above the ankle. Then proceeded to hit them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the darkest and softest feet he had ever seen in his spirit. 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."okeh Marisol you may position them into his mouth. brand for certain that he gets them rubbed into his nose and breathes in the fragrance 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 look. He rarely talked about it or showed interest in that. He understood that his understructure fetish was unknown to most as it was. But revealing that he liked the olfaction that would just creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the scent when the base were very fair and well maintain. That had a very different and pleasing odor, dirty or unclean infantry just were gross. Either way John was feeling wonderful. His turncock was growing and straining his short so much he feared he might rip through the fabric. The smear was growing surfactant and larger by the minute. After teasing a bit under his nose she finally told him to open his mouth. He did and she pushed the nylon in feet first and he just sucked them with all his might.
He loved the whole situation ; he was dying to know what was to fall next. If the trueness were known if he had known what was to come next he would have shot his load right there and then. For it was his most craved fantasy ever. The silence was almost too very much to handle. He was just about to speak up and deflower the unit nighttime but luckily his married woman spoke up."So my ugly little slave. Are you ready for what is to come next ? Although you are so deeply worthless of it."
John was silent for he understood that although he had been asked a direct query he had not been given license to speak. His wife finally ended his painful silence."You may answer me slave."
"Yes fancy woman, yes I am dying to recognize what is coming succeeding. I am trusted it will be astound and fantastic. You are the most perfect schoolma'am a silly little slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue."Came John's fallible shaky trivial voice.
His married woman went on"OK dame here is the situation. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor footling slaves suffering with this strive hard-on he has developed. Please get together me in rubbing your feet anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main goal is to wreak with his hard cock."With that said the best part of the dark began.
John was moaning and begging for more as six delicate bare feet rubbed his belly, thighs, and cock ( through is underwear ) At one time he had all three ladies rubbing his cock he just about burst."Please more, more he begged."at this percentage point not caring about the no speechmaking prescript. And since the drama 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 soft feet. I am so gruelling please rub my dick more, more."
As prior all three peeress began rubbing his powerfully engorged rooster. He was now lost in pleasure. His ultimate fantasy was finally in gambling. As they played with his pecker now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this stage did not maintenance, would rub her toes across his dick so has to give 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 Saint John noticed they were giggling and trying to drive the other female child's metrical foot off as to get their own understructure 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 cerebration was passing his head he felt the rush in his balls being too much to contain. He cried out."Oh my God this is so nooky wonderful. All your feet are perfect. I love this. I can't adjudge back any yearner !"
At this the cleaning lady giggled brassy and all rushed to advertize their fundament on his peter to help him along. As they did so John cried out again,"Fuck yes ! I'm going to fucking cum right now ! YES !"and John Lackland finally released his load. His cum erupted in his short pants. 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 clock time. He felt the sticky cum satisfy his shorts and even mouse up out of his short thru the waist band. The women continued to rub his spattering cock. He cried out again and again as the bursts continued.
He felt the feet rubbing all around his fork knowing that even though his underwear was on the sticky goo was still clinging to the easygoing delicate soles and toes of these three beautiful charwoman. He heard them oohing and awing over how much cum was actually spuing out. The laugh and tried to suppose who's feet had more cum on them. In the end they decided they were all about equal.
With that his wife spoke again. O.K. ladies lets go clean up. hard worker boy if you would like you may come to the bath and facilitate us clean off our substructure ; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will determine if you may clean yourself. Is that understood ?"
John followed the three fair sex into the bathroom finding it severely to walk with the gooey shorts clinging to his body. They took turn running their pes under the running body of water as john washed them and then gently dried each pair with a gently mitt. Then he rubbed application on all. His married woman thought a moment and then spoke."Well slave I was going to tell you to clean up, but I see all this infantry lavation has gotten you excited all over again."Saint John looked down and could see his cock again super hard pushing against his wet shorts. The woman all smiled and laughed as they covered their mouths.
"wellspring ladies,"his wife began."Shall we give him some more ? He has after all been a very good slave."The others nodded in agreement."okay then lets return to our chair. But slave you must follow us on your hands and knees repeating how beautiful we all are and how deeply you love our feet."
As the adult female turned and began walking lavatory got to his hired man and knee joint and set out secernate these amazing cleaning woman what they wanted to hear. It was a dark John would never bury .