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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 lips and put that idea in away in a file she would find later when needed. She knew of the open 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 wife spoke up. "Okay you silly little slave the best part of this gift is coming up. Are you ready?" John shook his head yes god he wanted something to happen before he lost it.
"Okay then" continued his wife. "Ladies please slide your chairs so that we are all close to his crotch. But first Marisol would you kindly remove your stockings?" Marisol lifted his feet letting them dangle just inches from John’s face. God this woman was so fucking sexy and really knew 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. Then proceeded to remove them completely. Reveling what John easily knew were the darkest and softest feet he had ever seen in his life. She then did the same think with the other stocking. They were now both dangling softly in her hands, the shape 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 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 John’s nose. God he loved that smell. 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 creep them out he thought. Although to be honest he only like the smell when the feet were very clean and well kept. That had a very different and pleasing odor, dirty or unclean feet 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 fabric. The spot was growing wetter 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 nylons 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 come next. If the truth 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 desired fantasy ever. The silence was almost too much to handle. He was just about to speak up and ruin the whole night but luckily his wife spoke up. "So my worthless little slave. Are you ready 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 direct question he had not been given permission to speak. His wife finally ended his painful silence. "You may answer me slave."
"Yes mistress, yes I am dying to know what is coming next. I am sure it will be amazing and wonderful. You are the most perfect mistress a silly little slave could ever ask for. Please oh please continue." Came John’s weak shaky little voice.
His wife went on "Okay ladies here is the situation. We will the three of us use our feet to end this poor little slaves suffering with this strained hard-on he has developed. Please join me in rubbing your feet anywhere and everywhere. But note that the main goal is to play with his hard cock." With that said the best part of the night began.
John was moaning and begging for more as six soft bare feet rubbed his stomach, 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 point not caring about the no speaking rule. 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 soft feet. I am so hard 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 fantasy was finally in play. As they played with his cock now and again one of them he knew not which one, and honestly at this point did not care, would rub her toes across his dick so has to have 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 John noticed they were giggling and trying to push the other girl’s feet off as to get their own feet 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 thought was passing his mind he felt the rush in his balls being too much to contain. He cried out. "Oh my God this is so fucking wonderful. All your feet are perfect. 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 cock 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 finally released his load. His cum erupted in his shorts. It was without a doubt the largest, hardest, and most he had ever cum. He didn’t realize there could be that much cum inside him at one time. He felt the 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 bursts continued.
He felt the feet rubbing all around his crotch knowing that even though his underwear was on the sticky goo was still clinging to the soft delicate soles and toes of these three beautiful women. He heard them oohing and awing over how 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 wife spoke again. Okay ladies lets go clean up. Slave boy if you would like you may come to the bath and help us clean off our feet; however not until we are all clean and done you mistress will decide 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 body. They took turns running their feet under the running water 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 tell you to clean up, but I see all this foot washing has gotten you excited all over again." John looked down and could see his cock again super hard pushing against his wet shorts. The women 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 good slave." The others nodded in agreement. "Okay then lets return to our chairs. 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 women turned and began walking John got to his hands and knees and begin tell these amazing women what they wanted to hear. It was a night John would never forget.
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