33 comments/ 44469 views/ 25 favorites My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 03 By: shakeaspear The Valet pulled Diane's Range Rover up to the curb, as they stepped forward Curtis opened the passenger door like a gentleman, and helped guide Kaitlin onto the front passenger seat. As she maneuvered herself into the SUV's elevated leather seat Kaitlin observed Curtis's eyes locked in and focused, upon detecting her perception of his stare he quickly diverted his eyes. Kaitlin realized that she had inadvertently exposed her naked upper thighs and even her flimsy little thong to Curtis, and he had been staring in earnest. Flustered she thought; what did he see? -- How much of her was exposed? The answer was almost everything. And then she considered -- he probably liked what he saw! In a strange way it aroused Kaitlin that a Blackman had just admired her most private area, and briefly thought what it would be like if she had not been wearing her thong, and she had been completely exposed, she was disturbed that it excited her. She was struck by how sensual that moment had made her feel and fantasized that she could be bold enough to have whisked her thong aside and wantonly expose her naked pussy to Curtis allowing him to feast his eyes on her, in her mind her hand slowly spread her pussy lips apart inviting him to appreciate her moist pink folds and exposing her most intimate inner sanctum willfully tempting him in a brazen way, displaying herself without inhibition allowing him a view so hallowed, private and personal, she had never shared with any man including John such intimate disclosure. Kaitlin had never masturbated in front of anyone, but suddenly now her thoughts were about how audacious it would be if she shared this moment allowing Curtis to view her pussy while she manipulated her engorged lips for his visual pleasure. Inviting him to stare at her cherished prize, before offering him a chance to make it his own. What on earth she thought had gotten in to her, to have such vivid thoughts that she wanted to show herself to not just any man, but to this one very special Blackman. Kaitlin shivered and realized she had to regain her composure and stop allowing these perverted thoughts to cloud her normal good judgment. During the twenty plus minute ride home they switched the stereo stations several times, nothing playing seemed particularly satisfying; possibly contributing to the tensing mood. Their banter was a bit strained and somewhat restless. As Kaitlin composed her thoughts, she hoped that her slightly amorous behavior, designed to provoke the people watching her when they were waiting for the valet to bring the car, had not sent the wrong signal to Curtis. Hell her behavior all evening for that matter was questionable for a happily married woman. In a slight panic she wondered if Curtis was thinking he 'was going to nail her'. It troubled her that her friends Diane and Jack had such a bizarre unconventional lifestyle; she had not seen Diane's revelation coming, and never had the slightest suspicion. To Kaitlin's way of thinking they were just plain Weird! Thank God, Curtis had no clue about some of her private thoughts about showing him her pussy, or her curiosity about how big his black cock is, and how intrigued she was about the whole IR scene that Diane had explained. Certainly Curtis could recognize that Kaitlin was innocent, not aware or involved in this whole 'lifestyle' nonsense. She devised a graceful and charming strategy about how she could end the evening with no hard feelings, after all they each had some fun dancing, established a new amicable acquaintance, he would certainly understand, he knew she was married. Kaitlin smiled confidently, satisfied that she could handle it artfully. Yes, she had her graceful exit strategy devised. But it disturbed her that the thoughts of interracial sex had been so arousing to her. Kaitlin wrestled with her thoughts and attempted to wrap her mind around Diane's ideas. She determined that Diane conveyed and important underlying theme and dynamic regarding this whole interracial scene, the way Diane emphasized the significance of a white woman receiving and willingly accepting actually begging the Blackman to cum inside her, before tonight she had never heard the term bareback, she assumed it meant sans condom, no barriers between their black and white skin. It seemed to carry a significant importance, ultimate surrender, the risk of the wife conceiving! Somehow this unrestricted access would right 'Historical Wrongs'. It somehow represented the most 'intimate expression' of total acceptance. Offering what was once the most forbidden property and valued possession of a white-slave owner, the white woman's virtuous womb, and encouraging the Blackman to use it, to spoil and defile her fertile white pussy with the once forbidden black cock and potent black seed, was the ultimate 'Profound Symbolism' for the Blackman especially, but also significant in meaning for both the white husband and wife. The fact that the Blackman's superior size and stamina provided the white wife with deeper and greater pleasure was a fact that the white-husband seemed to recognize and acquiesce , so his white-wife could fully enjoy the multitude of intense symbolic rituals associated with this whole 'IR Scene.' Obviously some of those folks seemed to really enjoy it. It was scandalous and outrageous, certainly eye-opening. The fact that Diane was enthusiastically encouraging Kaitlin to get involved in such behavior, open herself to Curtis's advances, grant and share with him all the symbolic 'IR Rituals' discretely and in secrecy, it was simply unthinkable. Did Diane think that Kaitlin would invite Curtis into her home, and into the bed she shared with John; and proceed to make love with this Blackman all night, repeatedly accepting his seed deep inside her, lying upon their marital bed committing interracial adultery? For one night of indulgence, animalistic sexual gratification, some type of white guilt dispensation, she would give herself to Curtis completely, then with what a goodbye kiss in the morning, and a promise to take their shameful secret to the grave. Sure on a purely hedonistic physical sexual level it was exciting to think about, however morally it was the antithesis of she was as a person and loving wife. It was just plain insanity. As they got closer toward home Kaitlin had to provide Curtis with some instructions about the landmarks and roads to guide them, it was obvious he was unfamiliar with this section of the suburbs. Kaitlin realized she had not that long ago made the transition from City-girl to Suburban-Mom, well almost mom, soon hopefully. Curtis attempted to maintain a conversation, and was asking or telling her about someone they had met earlier at the club. She just nodded, feigning interest, distracted in her own world of thoughts. . Anxious to be home alone, ending this very strange evening. Returning to her dreams and aspirations for the future, wishing for a long and loving future with John. Thinking Hopefully, this would be the year with maybe a little bit more work and savings, she and John could finally start their family, with a Baby! The Range Rover came to a stop at the top of Diane and Jacks driveway. The front of the house as well as inside was strangely dark, there did not appear to be any lights on, however in the circular front portion of the drive sat the Ferrari. Kaitlin showed Curtis the pathway between the side of the house and the back gate, thinking she heard faint music coming from that direction. Sure enough Diane was placing and arranging items at one of the outdoor tables, most of the outdoor lights on the deck were on, but must have been dimmed very low creating a soft mellow atmosphere. Some very soft jazz music filled the night air, at a melodic pleasant volume. Diane had adorned the table with an array of lit candles, and arranged an assortment of treats including: mini pastries, a cheesecake, assorted snacks, a fruit-plate, there was a pot of coffee, a couple of Jack's posh Cognac bottles, four snifters, a centerpiece of fresh cut flowers, and more... the entire works for a late-night feast. The elaborate spread was troubling to Kaitlin, because Diane had obviously put a good deal of effort into the late night banquet. Kaitlin's well crafted plan to exit gracefully and immediately would now need to be revised. It would be rude of her to ignore Diane's gracious table, so she would have to stay a short while, before she could make her planned exit. As they all took their seats, Kaitlin declined anything further to drink, she had no further use for alcohol after her over-indulgence all night long, and she certainly did not want any coffee, because even her revised exit plan should have her home in bed in the next twenty minutes. Diane was unrelenting that if Kaitlin was done drinking, then to minimize tomorrows hangover, it was important for Kaitlin too rehydrate and offered a cold bottle of 'Flavored Vitamin Water' Diane said. "Drink it all girlfriend, it will do the trick, trust me, it will do the Trick!" As Kaitlin savored the cold liquid X- remedy Diane smiled. Kaitlin picked at a bit of the fruit and pastry, she noticed Lamont place a small leather bag on the table and organize its contents. Next she noticed that he ignited a lighter and began to draw on a small onyx pipe. Soon the air was fragrant with a sweet pungent marijuana aroma. Kaitlin recalled the scent from her college days, but had not partaken since. Lamont handed the pipe to Curtis who took a long hit, and passed the pipe to Diane. Diane put the pipe to her lips and inhaled, she motioned to Kaitlin who was shaking her head no. Kaitlin stated. "I gave that up many years ago, no thanks." Lamont chimed in telling Diane. "As an attorney, I recommend that Kaitlin needs plausible deniability, so she can be like President Clinton and claim she never smoked that pipe. Go ahead Di." The next thing Kaitlin discerned was Diane grasping her face as if she were about to kiss her, but Diane had reversed the pipe and was blowing what they used to refer as a 'shotgun' into Kaitlin's mouth and nostrils. Remembering the routine Kaitlin surprised herself by inhaling deeply, absorbing the smoke, and then laughing. Kaitlin was surprised at how quickly the inhaled smoke seemed to effect her she felt mellow and relaxed, she was absorbed in her private thoughts sort of spaced out, when suddenly she felt Curtis gently grasping her hand indicating he wanted her to stand. Confused she realizes that Curtis is inviting her to dance as she notices that Diane and Lamont are about fifteen feet away and had been slowly dancing together for some-time, a bit alarmed that she had been so unaware of her surroundings, wondering how much time had floated past; that just one hit from that pipe had put her into such a dreamy state. Feeling so tranquil, and not nearly as anxious to depart immediately she grasps the large Black Hand. Kaitlin stands and steps into Curtis's powerful black arms. The song is an old Barry White tune, but her hazy mind cannot recall the name. He holds her gently, but close, and they dance slowly to the melodic tune, not speaking a word. Throughout their dance Kaitlin vaguely discerns that nearby Diane and Lamont are sharing a kiss, but gives it no further thought or concern. Kaitlin is just floating and swaying to the music, and fondly remembers the title of the Barry White song. Smiling, she whispers the name of the song out loud. "Can't get enough of your love Babe." Suddenly she feels Curtis stiffen and she looks up into his eyes. He is staring back intently. Kaitlin softly tells him. "Thank you this will have to be our last dance." He looks confused, but leans down and places a brief awkward kiss, it started on her cheek, and ended with a clumsy quick brush across a portion of her lips, very inelegant, and unsure. The song ended and Kaitlin slowly disengaged from their embrace, stating. "I think I will use the powder room before I go home. Oh and thank you for the dance actually all of the dances it was a fun night." Kaitlin navigated her way down the relatively dark hallway to the powder room. Her mood is relaxed and carefree. She laughs to herself thinking about Curtis's attempt at a kiss, relating it to that awkward phase in a friendship , when a friend is either expressing hello or goodbye, that first occasion when one of them breaks with tradition of the handshake or wave, that first time they initiate a hug and kiss. Then every time afterward there is that sense of obligation that we now must hug and kiss, because the standard has been set. It was not a romantic kiss. Curtis had not been making a pass at her, she thought. However Kaitlin pondered Diane's earlier comments about Curtis servicing a white wife that had recently moved away, maybe he did expect to seduce another white wife, was he under the wrong impression and think she would be unfaithful to John? Kaitlin recognizes her thoughts are not very lucid, that 'one puff' had her rather intoxicated. As she exited the powder room into the shadowy hallway, her attention was drawn to a flickering light source emanating from the slightly ajar doorway that was Jack's home office. Curiously Kaitlin approached the door of the office, and was surprised that hanging from ribbons draped to the door were two fancy Mardi Gras type masks adorned with sequins and feathers, they were very ornamental the type of mask that exposes the lower half of a person's face, but the eyes and forehead are covered in sequins, and plumes of vertical feathers jutting up like a ceremonial headdress. Kaitlin had been in this hall dozens of times and knew these masks were not part of the previous décor. Drawn to the source of the flickering light, she opened the door to Jack's office. There must be several dozen lit candles ablaze inside the room, the candles flickering glow casting shadows and rays of light that appeared to bounce of the walls and ceiling. The large number of candles placed around the otherwise dark room created a surreal almost dreamlike atmosphere. For a second Kaitlin thought her imagination was playing a trick on her, but her eyes and mind came into focus. It was not imaginary, there in the middle of the room sitting on a three foot high pedestal, it was positioned. It almost gave the illusion that it was some type of ceremonial alter. Atop the pedestal was a mattress, fitted with stark pure white silk sheeting. The atmosphere could have been right from a Hollywood movie set. The vacant spot on the sacrificial alter; atop the stark white sheet was the focal point of the unholy site, beckoning for a sacrificial ritualistic offering. Subsequently Kaitlin noticed, attached at the four corners of the mattress were black leather restraining straps, each coiled neatly in a circle, uncoiled they were probably three feet long ---- at the of each strap was a red velvet clasping cuff. Kaitlin walked unsteadily retreating back down the scarcely lit hallway as quickly as she was able; she stopped before opening the French door to the deck. She pondered her guilty feeling; she felt that she had violated some sense of privacy by her nosy intrusion into Jack's private office. She was also stunned that she found the candle lit room and setting, disturbingly erotic. Kaitlin took a few steps onto the deck and Curtis smiled reaching out his hand and requested. "May I have a proper last dance, please?" Kaitlin agreed and they began their final dance joining Diane and Lamont on the makeshift dance floor. Still feeling the effects of the smoke, it transported Kaitlin to another far away world, one song turns to two, then three, she experienced a drifting- floating sensation, almost unaware as Curtis lifts her face and applies a gentle kiss to her mouth, she surprises herself, instead of obstructing Curtis's overconfident advance, Kaitlin is intrigued and pulls him tighter signaling her consent and approval, next a deeper longer harder passionate kiss that takes her breath away, they continue dancing and holding the other tight for several minutes. Kaitlin notices that at some point Diane and Lamont had moved over to the hot tub, and were seated on the edge dipping their feet into the water. Kaitlin is embarrassed and concerned that Diane and Lamont may have observed their hot blooded kiss, the actual indiscretion made her body flush; the prying eyes caused her to blush. To conceal their escalating playfulness, Kaitlin purposefully steers their affectionate embrace from further scrutiny, repositioning their dance to the furthest darkest corner of the deck area. Kaitlin feels so safe and protected from harm as she is being held in Curtis's strong black arms. Picking up on her apparent motive Curtis initiated another kiss, Kaitlin now assured that their increased cover provides more privacy, responds passionately, Their embrace tightens; Their searching lips become more animated ....... Their physical embrace becomes more urgent, abandoning the pretext of non-sexual sociability. They both feel a sense of escalating passion. Kaitlin is struck with a startled apprehension, realizing she needs to cease their inappropriate conduct immediately; as she becomes aware of his shifting embrace; as Curtis gradually slides his hand through the low cut opening in the front of her dress, his initial touch upon her upper abs just below her rapidly beating heart; he begins leisurely migrating his amorous doting hand onto her supple breasts. Kaitlin's breathing is erratic she knows they have crossed a line, she knows she should stop him..., as she prepares to pull away, she freezes...-- Kaitlin had shifted her head downward, her eyes captured...., and then her mind processed the imagery....! She witnesses the erotic contrast of Curtis's large Black Hand on her milky white breast, thrilling chills run down her spine. The affirmative thoughts racing through her mind were suddenly very lucid. The awareness that she is a willful participant! The unthinkable Black on White imagery effects her deeply, the large Black Hand on her married white skin, she knows it is sinful, but the rebellious act appeals to Kaitlin, and makes her feel defiant and decadent. As her eyes soak in the color contrast, it pleases her immensely. The sinful implications only deepen her curiosity, and overwhelm her with thoughts of submitting to temptation! Breaking the societal Taboo alters her mood, her brain seems to be flooded by pleasurable neurons; she feels sought- after and feminine, his blackness suddenly fascinates her. She reflects on the scandalous tribal societal conventions, the hostility among many regarding White women and Black men being involved together, however Kaitlin just then at that instant believed in her case at that moment... the Black on White foreplay: to be eye-catching, it was striking; and possessed a dreamlike quality. The physical touch aroused her! Kaitlin is drawn further to the unholy temptation; she thought the beauty of her initial interracial union was picture perfect! Kaitlin is now very curious, wondering about what it would be like to be with a masculine Blackman.... To experience first-hand.., to gain carnal knowledge, --- be taught, and discover for herself, the mystique of being satisfied in the arms of her first Blackman! Kaitlin emits a subtle but audible gasp. "we mmmh,.. ohhh not alone, yeeeas pleeez.. Be discrete." Curtis had methodically begun gently stimulating her right nipple, and confidently fuels her compliance. She is enjoying his sensitive touch. Kaitlin responds inaudibly, but receptively, he continues toying with her nipple, then kissing her again tenderly, and impulsively he begins penetrating her lips rapidly with his tongue, instigating a reply thrust from Kaitlin's tongue. Their tongues and lips mimic a salsa dance. My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 03 Gradually over several minutes his kisses and expert manipulation of her elongating nipple steadily builds in intensity, as it is having the desired effect, both her body and mind responding, it is unspoken but every gesture she projects, encourages Curtis to proceed. Her struggle for breath is a telltale indication of her rising desire for Curtis to continue, to increase his pace. Kaitlin is desperately hopeful, wishing to prolong and maintain the glorious sensation he so skillfully is delivering to her receptive breasts.., -- his continuous aggressive assault on her pouty lips and eager moist mouth...! Her entire being is hypersensitive, energetic, buzzing; everything looks and feels more brilliant. Until Kaitlin very nearly senses a looming Orgasm, Kaitlin feels it! Building, Building more, Building stronger, Building.... Kaitlin's entire body is pulsating...., feeling so alive...! She shivers! Kaitlin had trouble fathoming what was occurring, never before in her life had she enjoyed an Orgasm without stimulating her clit. She feels so much more alive ... Tonight; she smiles almost laughing considering the possibilities of what just occurred, delighted with her new discovery, her first non clitoral Mini Orgasm. As her mind began to clear and her breathing normalized, she opened her eyes to find Curtis returning her intense gaze, they locked their lips together harshly, and he twisted Kaitlin's nipple harder applying an enthusiastic zeal. Kaitlin enjoyed the rebellious implications dancing in her head; her pure white body succumbing to the dominating supremacy of this powerful Blackman. Kaitlin struggled with the fact that she knew she was being unfaithful and betraying John, but she had never been so sexually charged, she convinced herself that she must keep her play with Curtis strictly above the waistline. Delightfully astonished in less than a minute, Kaitlin found herself on the verge again, the first tremor, and another tremor, a more potent tremor, a tremor more robust then the last, a sudden stirring jolt, and then exhilarating Shockwaves.... A Deep Spasm,... Several Pulsating Rhythmic Throbs... A Profound Intense Deep-Seated Spasm causing her secretions to ooze generously. In a demonic voice Kaitlin cried out. "Oh God,..My...you,..God, yes,...R,..My God...." Kaitlin deepened their kiss with all of her strength, her tongue darting rapidly in and out of his mouth, she mumbled, "Muhmmm,Fhaaach..,Ysss..Guudd," distorted by their locked lips, attempting to mute her screams further, she then bit into Curtis's shoulder to muffle her joyous cries. As Kaitlin recovered, she was feeling disoriented. She tried to gather her wits. Taking in her surroundings, she could see Diane and Lamont still frolicking in the hot tub. The music was still playing, but she found it odd that for the past ten minutes she had not heard it. The night sky was dark with only a few stars. She noticed her breathing was normalizing, maybe she was recovering from an episode of hyper-ventilation, but she had never had any prior experience like this, or any breathing problems. It almost felt like she was waking up from a coma. Kaitlin, carefully cleared her confusing thoughts, and began to comprehend what had transpired and determined the facts; she realized her breasts felt bouncy, and alive and tingly, her brain sensory functions were exhausted, but satisfied , from head to toe she was a complete sparkling erogenous zone, her vagina was saturated and primed, it felt engorged and expectant. Her conclusion: that up until now, she had in no way, ever before experienced as powerful, as unadulterated, as complete,--- a Whole Body Orgasm! Wow, now she had! And it was Spectacular. It was so Strong it left her Weak. Kaitlin was startled from her thoughts by the escalating amount of noise that Diane and Lamont were now creating. She focused her attention to the hot tub, and observed Lamont and Diane. Lamont was sitting on the top edge of the hot tub with his feet and lower legs in the water. Diane was sitting on his lap facing him. At first it was like looking trough a misty fog. Then she was able to detect that Diane was kissing him, as the fog in Kaitlin's mind began to dissipate she began to admire the ---desirability and tempting lure of the contrasting black arms, that were encircling and caressing Diane's naked white torso, one across the shoulder, his other black arm gripped the middle of her back. As Kaitlin absorbed further motion her, focus became sharper, Diane's rocking motion lured Kaitlin's eyes to travel down Diane's naked back, to her shapely ass. Confirming her suspicion they were indeed making love... clearly visible Diane was riding what appeared to be a pretty sizable, actually very substantial black penis. As each deep long stroke exposed more of his bare cock, she stared mesmerized by the striking skin contrast; evidence of Diane's arousal was the shiny lubricating sheen she oozed, coating his black cock. The substantial ebony hued cock seemed to gleam as it rapidly pistoned in the dancing glimmering light, emphasizing the fascinating color distinction, with each withdraw stroke, Diane's light skin bounced off his black thighs rising a good eight inches, but remaining impaled upon the thick polished black cock, before sliding herself back down. Kaitlin began to fully comprehend how much larger Lamont's cock was then any she had ever seen before. She remembered Diane talking about having her Vajayjay resized, and Kaitlin contemplated how such a large cock could make her feel. From Diane's guttural vocalization, it was apparent that she was deriving great pleasure from riding that thick dark cock. Diane rode Lamont hard with glee, committing interracial adultery, fully exposed for the entire world to see. For a brief moment Kaitlin locked eyes directly with Lamont, he was staring directly at her, and he evilly smiled at her, it bothered her that he seemed to enjoy the eye contact, so she diverted her eyes. Kaitlin's immediate physical reaction was to loosen her embrace and put distance between her and Curtis. She was struck with a sense of guilt, she felt Caught! Suddenly the visual contrast of Diane's white body accepting the dark invasion that just prior she had found so arousing, now ceded. In Kaitlin's opinion the display that Diane and Lamont were engaged in seemed dirty and unappetizing, animalistic. Remorsefully it dawned on Kaitlin that Lamont may have been watching her and Curtis kissing, she had little doubt. She could only hope that her own depraved activities had been discrete enough to go undetected, after all they were fully dressed. The more Kaitlin scrutinized her behavior; she developed a dreadful feeling of paranoia. The fact that Lamont may have been watching her indiscretion, it left her feeling uncomfortable, and vulnerable; a 'guilty sense of modesty rushed over her' she could not be letting this happen to her, or to John; she was a happily married proud woman. Kaitlin had always prided herself in regard to self-control and discipline; she contemplated why tonight was so unusual? All the while Kaitlin and Curtis had continued their dance..... Eventually again they moved closer and held on a bit tighter. The authentic new Orgasm had left Kaitlin both exhausted and exhilarated at the same time; she was experiencing conflicting emotions and escalating bodily urges. She felt like an unresolved contradiction. Soon her curiosity and rising sexual appetite became more compelling. Kaitlin's lust had not satiated with her Big Orgasm. Kaitlin seriously contemplates the impulse to have Curtis fulfill her heightened yearnings in private, some time alone in secrecy, if only they could find a more secluded space; she wanted to be alone with him. In Kaitlin's mental state the connection and physical interest that she was sharing with Curtis was not dirty, it was clean and pure almost spiritual. Kaitlin was stirred by the visual contrast of Curtis's large dark black body and the disparity compared to her petite stature. Kaitlin contemplates the allure and temptation of experiencing more, much more, with this lovely Blackman. Giving into temptation, giving herself to this Blackman! To feel him inside her. The thought of taking his huge black cock into the deepest recess of her pristine white pussy was reckless, but her thoughts were not rational. She contemplated the consequences of allowing Curtis to ejaculate inside her, and it stirred her to her very core to be flooded by this man's essence. Kaitlin decided it if she was going to go through with this immoral act, she would risk it all, no condom, she wanted that black cock bareback, skin on skin, black in white, although her risk of pregnancy was minimal because of the pill, it still added to the excitement that she would give herself to him completely without any barriers or inhibition, it seemed profoundly important to her that his bare naked huge black cock should be uncovered and unrestrained conceding her complete surrender, to experience and provide him unrestricted pleasure. To allow him to feel one hundred percent of her moist sugar walls, and to feel every black inch of every deep dark stroke to the fullest. Kaitlin wanted to lubricate and coat his black cock with her liberally flowing sweet syrup; and then she would contract to extract and milk him thoroughly. Kaitlin was determined to be the greatest fuck of his life; she wanted to be his white slut! She would do things with him, to him, for him, without any limits no matter how raunchy; she wanted to submit to his every whim, she would not deny him anything. She had never in her life experienced such deep sexual desire, such an urgent need, unadulterated lust. Her lifetime of conservative behavior was about to be shattered, she wanted desperately to savor the thrill of interracial adultery, summoning the courage to consummate their passion by offering him her most intimate possession completely. She was going to bestow upon him the privilege and use of her married white pussy, grant his huge black cock unrestricted access to her hole and to her soul for the next few hours she would accept his black seed deep inside her enthusiastically. Kaitlin was shocked by her crude needs and dangerous willingness to risk so much to fulfill her overwhelming urge to experience a huge black cock, but her pussy literally was aching in anticipation. Kaitlin thought of Diane's earlier lewd comments and contemplated if that what was motivating her willingness to take such unprecedented risk. Her mind and body were simply overwhelmed by the desire to allow this Blackman to ejaculate his potent dark sperm into her untarnished wedded pussy, her whole body was practically convulsing in anticipation at the mere thought of the inappropriate immoral infidelity. To achieve the ultimate intimacy and satisfaction they both deserved, she was willing to give Curtis unencumbered access to her white pussy, and the defining moment would be her willing acceptance of his powerful black seed in a place that only her husband should be... allowing him to release his life-giving seed deep inside her, marking the previous unblemished territory as his own. She was desperately fighting her corrupt passionate fever; her urges were so strong that she became frightened. Alarmed by her own dishonorable behavior so far, and thoughts of what she was willing to commit, she realizes she must banish such thoughts and conclude their dance, after all she is a married woman, and she must escape with her reputation intact. She realized her earlier actions could jeopardize her marriage, how could she have let things get so out of hand? Kaitlin contemplates a plan to wind down this last dance and gracefully make her exit. Interrupting Kaitlin's thought.., Unexpectedly-- Curtis's hand had shifted to her left breast, in spite of her good intentions; she was receptive to his touch. Once again, tenderly and gradually Kaitlin's pleasure continued to mount. Kaitlin's mind and body were at odds, she thought: No, or/ not here.., -- never, or/ not now..., -- go home alone, or/ stay but, not with an audience..,--just this one time, and nobody can ever know. Then she felt it as Curtis shifted his dance step, it was unmistakable his hard cock pressed into her stomach and he pulled her closer and it increased the friction. His cock was rock hard and huge; with curiosity Kaitlin consciously rubbed her torso joyfully against it. In her mind she was attempting to determine just how big it could be and her calculations overwhelmed her, not only that it had to be at least ten inches long, but it was thicker than a soda can. Kaitlin was stunned imagining the feelings such an enormous cock might provide. She was petite, and a little frightened wondering if she was big enough down there. She closed her eyes, her willpower weakened, there in the near distance beyond the end of the deck; and she for the first time captured the sight, of the large bay window, barely emitting a flickering light. Kaitlin experienced an epiphany, brought on by the flickering light: Vividly she envisioned herself inside that flickering room, she is naked lying on her back, atop the white silk sheets of the sacrificial alter. All four of her limbs are restrained by the black leather straps, rendering her physically powerless to resist. As her vision in the flickering room continues, she pictures Curtis's muscular naked black body approaching and then mounting the altar. The vision in Kaitlin's mind physically causes her to shiver. Noticing Curtis pulls her in tighter as they continue to dance. Kaitlin's imaginary vision of the flickering room continues: The thought of being helplessly restrained and naked on that altar, with Curtis approaching, she would be powerless to deny him. She finds herself turned on by the thought! If she was tied down by the leather straps she would not have to be completely responsible for betraying her marriage vows. The picture in Kaitlin's mind becomes more intense: She clearly distinguishes her naked body atop that altar; she is straining and tugging violently, with her full force on the four restraining straps. Her body is undulating and desperately twisting applying complete tension to the leather bindings. Kaitlin smiles lustfully as she realizes that her wild struggle with the restraints is not an effort to escape, but rather her unbridled anticipation, she is signaling an open invitation, she wants to be taken! Kaitlin is shaken by her impure thoughts, never before had she had any thoughts or fantasies of being in a Submissive Role, or for that matter felt an allure to be with a Blackman. But these images were now powerful, so intense, that she was considering risking it all, thinking damn the consequences, because she had an urgent deep dark craving to experience for herself, the mystique of a large black cock. Kaitlin wondered if she could really muster the nerve, to take Curtis there; the two of them alone, and out of sight, together in the room with the flickering light. Concerned that the champagne and drugs had distorted her mind, she summoned the courage to regain control. She was determined to protect her reputation. Kaitlin's struggle with the conflicting desires to go home, protect her marriage, and her reputation -- or to give in to the temptation her body was aching for. She was curious that earlier at the nightclub there were so many white women that apparently loved being with a Blackman. She was tempted to find out the answer for herself. She wondered if she could trust Curtis, that if she could do it with him one time, just to find out, would he keep it a secret, and never tell a soul! She sort of understood her physical attraction, she was a vibrant woman and Curtis was a prototypical Alpha-Male specimen. She was curious to experience the extra sensation of a large cock, and from the skill he exhibited dancing, she had little doubt he would be gifted in bed. Nature had evolved inherit selection triggers to stimulate the physical attraction between a man and a woman. But typically a person's sound mental judgments would override any silly physical attraction. Tonight was different for Kaitlin, not only was her physical sexual craving of the charts-----, but her safeguard Mental protection was compromised; something else was compelling her, but what, and why? Kaitlin grappled with what was so strongly motivating her ----Mentally -- to induce such potent desire that she was actually contemplating becoming an adulterous , even if it was just this one time, never to be repeated or spoken of again, yes one time—Tonight! She realized the dominant factor in her Mind, was... that it was her wish to be with a Blackman. Simply stated her utmost inspiration was to submit herself to the pleasures; that she could only have fulfilled by being in the arms of this magnificent Blackman! Tonight! But Why? She was not fantasizing about John, No; he would not due, because 'Tonight' she had the need for a Blackman to truly satisfy her newfound obsession. The only thing -- essential that would do 'Tonight', she had decided and convinced herself..., Yes the One thing that was going to provide her with true satisfaction was to be taken hard by an extremely large cock, and most importantly she wanted that cock to be Black, to fulfill her foremost primitive urge it had to be Black. Kaitlin's mind was crazed. She wanted to see more than the mental picture, but.... Behold for real. Set her eyes on what a Black cock would look like against her blonde haired, excited white body. Seeing and at the same time feeling the sensation of Curtis's Black cock! In Kaitlin's champagne and drug induced mind... Why was it so important for her to offer herself to a Blackman! She was fascinated with the vision of their black and white bodies integrating together; breaking down barriers, unleashing the prudish restrictions that would suppress their interracial liaison. In Kaitlin's mind she envisioned her small left hand with her diamond ring shining grasping the huge black cock as she guided him towards her wantonly receptive blonde pussy. Kaitlin believed that to truly liberate herself fully as a woman, she had to take and receive pleasure, from this superior Blackman. Give him the definitive honor of being her first, no her one and one time only black lover, conceiving a ceremonial bond connecting them eternally in her proposed dishonorable transgression. Her physical and mental needs were so intense that she was able to reconcile that if she restricted herself to just this one time Tonight with Curtis, that she could accept and live with the secret of her infidelity. Something new had been awakened inside her! It was a Dark Night.., and to her- Black just seemed so Right.., She had Black Lust.., it Had to be Tonight! Her sexual desire had never been higher... The thought of being with a Blackman had ignited a fire... Creating an impulse to feel him inside her... Even though she knew the consequences could be dire... The torment made her want this troubling night to expire... But oh how she wanted to experience the large black sire... To gather the courage and take him by the hand and retire... To that room with the flickering light, and see what nature intended to transpire...? And become an intimate recipient of the black experience when she had none prior... And extinguish the fire and quench her deep dark desire... Allowing him to plant his dark seed inside her... Kaitlin felt as if she had a hypnotic mantra continually repeating in her pretty little head, it seemed to affect her Mind.., Body.., and Soul...! Curtis's unhurried sensual onslaught continued. Her body was betraying her, her response to his touch only grew stronger, she pressed her tits hard against his hand seeking additional gratification, Kaitlin whispered. "Oh ysss...Suck my nipple, nowww... Please..." as her hands guided his head down. My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 03 Curtis immediately engulfed Kaitlin's left breast and nipple, he alternated between tender biting and hard sucking, after several minutes of his alternating between both, he gripped her nipple with his front teeth and shook and pulled in a circular motion. Kaitlin began to tremble as the pleasure intensified she tightened her grip around his neck, because her legs were beginning to shudder and she could not trust her balance, it was building in momentum, Kaitlin brought Curtis's face back up to hers and looked into his eyes, while forcefully guiding his hand back to her breast. She kissed him with deeper imperative, their tongues twirling and twisting, intertwining, darting and piercing in and out of the others mouth. To Kaitlin's delight, she felt Curtis's other hand begin the timely move onto her stocking covered leg, and then little by little caressing up her inner thigh, the intimate sensation thrilled her, to prolong the journey Kaitlin teased by raising herself up onto her tiptoes, momentarily moving her prized treasure away from his hand! Understanding the magnitude of her action she consciously reversed her direction.., down--- off her tiptoes. Kaitlin purposefully and swiftly slithered her legs downward to hasten and encourage him to advance his contact further, indicating her desire for the Black Hand to proceed onward, and upward, physically offering her permission. Kaitlin did not trust herself to speak the words out loud, to actually verbalize her desire to Curtis, so she passionately placed her mouth on his and kissed him deeply with unsurpassed intensity. Kaitlin realized she was signaling that Yes, she wanted to become his white whore Tonight! She wanted to lay with him and wrap her white thighs around his black buttocks and pull him deep inside her, and consummate the act of giving herself unequivocally to a Blackman. She soon felt Curtis's touch progressing onto the bare skin of her upper thigh, and ascending the top of her stocking, the skin to skin contact of his black hand ignited Kaitlin, further intensifying her passion as she fully appreciated the illicit nature of his bare naked black fingers upon her unprotected bare white thigh, black skin on white skin breaking down barriers aroused her to the core. Her entire body began to quiver and her skin was sweltering hot, it was like she had a fever, no, a case of jungle fever. She was more than receptive, her impassioned muffled cries let him know she was accessible; the only barrier between them was her soaking wet sheer silk thong. Kaitlin's body was betraying her marriage vows and signaling her desire to be liberated, she was granting him the right to possess her soul/ her entire being: Her Heart & Mind wanted Curtis to Darken her Hole, and Blacken her Soul. She seemed to be aching for a darker deeper consummating climax, she was so very, very, very close; could she commit this transgression, actually initiate the forbidden/illicit act.? Could she seize the dark pleasure her body was demanding, truly pleading for, if only it was just the two of them; alone, and in private, away from prying eyes, secreted so nobody would ever have knowledge of her actions. Could she? She knew she wanted to flaunt and exhibit herself naked before this powerful Blackman. Kaitlin wanted Curtis to taste her! To offer herself to him unconditionally. Tonight she determined was the night, for just this one and only night, she wanted to be free to experience the most unbridled intimate acts, without inhibition, no reservations, no limitations, complete capitulation and give homage to her interracial lustration. To pay sexual reparations with her white soul and have this magnificent Blackman tarnish her chaste white hole. His torrid touch felt so right, bringing her closer peaking her desire, his nonstop assault had her ready to beg and plead for him to take her forcefully right here and right now; the intensity just kept building, she felt all her body signals were imploring actually screaming for Curtis to take her. She wanted to feel his large hard cock. Chiefly it excited her that his cock would be black, fantastically Black! Kaitlin began to visualize it, but she felt compelled to feast her eyes on his black cock, look at it, marvel at its primal ethnicity; she yearned to grasp and stoke it in her hand; and yes she was prepared to be filled by his majestic hot black cock. She wanted to be an enthusiastic receptacle for his potent black seed! Kaitlin's thoughts were racing through her head asking herself the following questions: 'Why Couldn't Curtis read her demonstrative body language?' Did she need to indicate her body signals more obviously, with more conviction, do something that was unmistakable, to make clear her dark hunger? Her pulse continued pounding harder, her saturated loins actually ached. She wanted to offer herself upon that makeshift altar; needed to take him to that private sanctuary!!! It could become their private sanctuary Tonight! The place where she was more than ready to join an 'Exclusive Club' Tonight. Kaitlin's mind was abuzz with more self questions: Could she summon the courage to actually speak the words, to vocalize her dark secret desires? Did Curtis want to hear her beg for it? Kaitlin begins to whisper and stutter into Curtis's ear. "Please taaac... Oh god plssss...I wannn.... Tttt...; My God please take me....., I need your Blac......." They both hear Lamont loudly commenting. "Yo, I see our girl Kaitlin is ready for some big nigger dick, wants that black cock to make her sweet white pussy all nasty. My sweet baby is going to 'Go Black'. Come join us in the hot tub." The startling interruption makes Kaitlin snap out of her dreamlike trance. As her mind then eyes adjust she sees Lamont is standing naked about ten feet away he had his hand wrapped around his huge erect cock and had been stroking it as he observed Kaitlin and Curtis in their passionate embrace. Violently Kaitlin dislodges Curtis's Black Hands that had provided her receptive white body so much corrupting bliss. Kaitlin literally screamed. "NEVER" w/ferocity, she felt so violated and exposed and vulnerable. Kaitlin pulls Curtis by his big black hand, squeezing his hand tightly and walks away with him, she pleads to him. "I need you to take me home, now. Oh please take me home."