47 comments/ 33562 views/ 29 favorites My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 04 By: shakeaspear *** I recommend familiarizing yourself with the characters and storyline in the earlier chapters. There was a persistent rumble, no more like a humming sound; Mhhhhhh, Mhhhhhh, Mhhhhhhh, the sound was constant. The flickering light was dark then bright, but mostly dark; it was having a hypnotic effect, but finally adjusting to mostly a shade of gray. The low pitch hum continued; Mhhhhhhhhh.... Mhhhhhhhhh..... the sound became more intelligible, possibly soft jazz music. Along with the consistent flicker of the gray-tone light. I finally seemed to get my bearings in the darkened upstairs hallway; the flickering light seemed to emanate from our bedroom. I could hear the sweet sounds of quixotic jazz hovering romantically in the cool night air. It made sense that the television music channel provided both the affecting flickering light and cool jazz resonance. I slowly approached the partially open doorway. Kaitlin's beautiful face was relaxed yet aglow; her head was resting on a crisp bright white pillow, almost angelic, her stylish highlighted blonde hair was mussed. Her gorgeous facial expression reflecting a pleasant contentment, her sweet brow begins to furrow; she gently began biting her lip with greater intensity. Her face transitioned forming an exquisite mask of concentration mixed with pleasure; her feminine gasps were barely audible. She must be dreaming, I have always gotten a kick out of watching her sleep, so peaceful probably imagining our bright future. My dearest Kaitlin is a classic beauty. As my focus became clearer she maneuvered herself up from the pillow..... In the direction - of Curtis's black face; pulling him upward from her eager unadorned breasts where he had been feasting on her exposed nipple. It was Kaitlin who initiated the fiery kiss, she was definitely awake, she was not alone or dreaming. Her moist lips and tongue in desperation seeking him out; It was now obvious they were in bed together, in our bed they were together kissing, and he was on top of her. I quickly noticed glimpses of bare skin, both black and white skin; I could not detect any clothing. After their passionate kiss Kaitlin remained in the prone position on her back, as Curtis raised himself straddling her as his large black hands traversed from her shoulders across her naked aroused breasts, to her stomach before resting on her somewhat elusive wiggling hips. I caught a quick glimpse of her dark colored panty. There was a detectable hyper-sensitive anxiety level permeating the room as the two of them perpetrated an ultimate taboo. Their highlighted skin tones in the flickering light only served to emphasize the drama, and escalate the suspense, while raising the utmost tension. The whole room seemed to be charged with an electrical static. This was so unlike Kaitlin, the entire time I have known and loved her she has never shown the slightest interest in another man. For Kaitlin the fact that he was black and she was white was a very big deal, it had been an attention-grabbing facet throughout her interesting night, as their unofficial –date unfolded. Kaitlin prided herself as being open-minded, but there was no denying she was influenced by her conservative rearing. She could not deny that when they were dancing at the club earlier on this eventful evening, at times she felt the eyes of so many patrons upon her, trying to size up her situation. Kaitlin snickered, if they only knew what a tease she was and a complete innocent on a girl's night out. The whole evening had opened up her eyes to a growing segment of white women that seemed to have a thing for Black men. In an unexpected way she admired those women for being in touch with their inner-feelings. They all appeared so self confident and in tune with their sexuality. She could not help but wonder if tonight these women would be bedding the big strapping black fellows. Assuming the rumors of a Black man's prowess were true, she shivered with the notion that those women would be in for a hell of a night. As the entire un-official date evolved, as well as all the escapades going on around her, Kaitlin could definitely tell she was affected by a mildly escalating case of her own jungle-fever. The entire notion seemed surreal. In that very second her eyes got big and bright as she watched his black hands caressing her glowing sun tanned skin; still her body looked so white rippling against his dark hands. It served to remind her that just a few short hours ago she could never have imagined the rapidly developing scenario she found herself in. So many of the white men at the nightclub that had seemed to be watching her intently... or so she perceived... those men would mistakenly be thinking, that she was one of those girls... Kaitlin projected their thoughts to be, 'Here was another married white woman out for the evening with her powerful big black stud.' Ha-Ha she thought. It made Kaitlin feel like putting on a show for them, become a provocateur, and create a buzz! The audience made her shake her ass harder on the dance-floor, she had been very suggestive towards Curtis, and it gave her a thrill that these men might be thinking about her in that way. She recognized she was a daring spectacle in her sexy outfit. At one point she was tempted to kiss Curtis to put a stir in their voyeuristic white pee-pee's. Now here she was a few hours later; topless with that same powerful naked Black man on top of her. Kaitlin still could not comprehend her devious urges; she did know her sudden flamboyance was out of line with her meticulously protected and highly regarded character. Kaitlin wondered about how she had allowed herself to arrive at her present situation laying upon her bed, departed from her new designer dress, being held in a set of muscular black arms, infused with a passionate body that she must protect. As she looked at Curtis he seemed to deliberately rubbing his very dark skin and creating contact with her as much as possible. To Kaitlin the whole progression was moving so fast....... She suddenly became aware of Curtis's new movements. A moan escaped her. Something very powerful was occurring between them; it was romantic, sexual, inviting with the promise to unlock a lingering curiosity, yet loaded with danger and unintended consequences, for the usually reserved Kaitlin the entire situation was spinning out of control, quickly. I observed Kaitlin's last feigning of resistance as she now timidly relented to him. Kaitlin allowed those black hands to remove her wispy dark colored thong so very slowly off her hips then down the length of her dancers well toned legs. She was both anxious and animated shifting her posture to contribute to the departure. Kaitlin thought it was one of the sexiest scenes she had ever seen, emphasizing the pending interracial implications. Over the ankle and the thong was flippantly discarded. It was apparent that she had previously fought off his attempts to relieve her of her panties, signified by his bright triumphant grin. Kaitlin's eyes spoke volumes as she conveyed to Curtis that this unspeakable indiscretion must be cloaked in confidentiality. Their special secret must never leave the room. The fact that Kaitlin had interracial fantasies was something she wanted to remain especially private, to be shared only with Curtis. Her previously hidden dark desire was so strong she now was naked presenting herself to a Black man. Trusting he would abide by her limiting ground rules. Kaitlin could detect the mounting dew collecting on her moistening pussy lips. She felt reassured by his non-stop smile when he gazed thoroughly at her down there. Kaitlin knew it was vain, but it was important to her that Curtis found her desirable. She was in the midst of living out her whimsy by showing every part of her white body to the naked Black man she had invited into her bed. For Kaitlin the developing scenario was composed of so many erotic elements, the night at the club dancing had brought back memories of being single again, it was nice to be pursued and desired. The entire evening she felt an unorthodox freedom. There was the mystery and discovery of being with someone new who was fresh and charming, not to mention very tall, extremely dark, and ruggedly masculine and handsome. In so many ways different than any man she had ever dated. There was the clandestine intrigue of a married woman on a rendezvous. Typically she was quite reserved, but tonight she felt adventurous. The physical manifestations and the discovery of this person with obvious unique racial features were eye-opening. Early in the evening when they were dancing she became obviously aware that Curtis was very big down there, pleasantly confirming a remarkable myth. Although it was unladylike she had always been curious about a really big-one. Mostly driving Kaitlin was the burden that every white-girl parried, the dilemma between her principled purity, and reputation, or succumbing to the notorious temptation of dark carnal knowledge. Most importantly Kaitlin coveted discretion, and their ability to have fun without crossing into full blown adultery. She recognized her current dilemma. She did not want to jeopardize her marriage and life-plans. However she was enjoying this once in a lifetime opportunity to explore this unfulfilled very dark mystery. With some careful limits of course. At least that was her theory. Although now naked and in his arms, Kaitlin figured if she had to tell a little white lie, she could clean it up, point the blame to some limited foolish drunken kisses, admitting to a few fully clothed clumsy gropes and some touchy feels, and admit to nothing further. She craved plausible deniability. She could never explain her present impropriety of being so horny and naked in her bedroom. Curtis stared and admired her now naked body, displayed before him in all her glory. He recognized she was truly magnificent, a beauty for the ages. Curtis was enthralled that this little white girl had the cutest dark blonde landing strip; he chuckled aloud as he formulated his plan to come in for a perfect smooth landing. He also marveled at the firmness of her perfectly proportioned breasts, her narrow waist with her well defined abs was so tight, the womanly curve and flair of her newly exposed hips, all drove him wild. He placed gentle kisses from her hips to her stomach for the next couple of minutes, his tongue and lips were busy as he continued his erotic foreplay on her enthusiastic body. It appeared that he was attempting to go down on her, but Kaitlin kept guiding him upward. When he would begin to wander to far south, as his wet tongue contacted the top of her blonde landing-strip, she would steer him higher. At the same time his large black hands were unrelenting as he caressed and aroused the exposed white skin of her decidedly charged agreeable torso. It was truly a sight to behold as her stunning white upper body surged positively craving the familiarity and seemed to invite and encourage the continued exploration of the black hands and face, each new touch seemed to set off a spark. I had to wonder if the combination of liquor and lust was too much for her. Again they kissed with increasing familiarity exchanging tongue dances and mutual desire in the forceful increasing pressure of their racially diverse lips. A clear indication of their mounting aspiration. As their lips melted into each others, Curtis ran his hands over her waist, across her rapidly breathing rib cage and then around her back slowly sliding up and lifting her by the back of her shoulders. He was in awe over the tightness of her body. My wife lifted her arms around his neck and slowly opened her mouth wider, in silent invitation. Curtis then took his time as he placed his mouth on her pining breasts, paying special attention and working over her demanding hard nipples. Her proud breasts replied exhibiting a distinctive puffy seductive appearance, aching for his oral adoration. They continued to laugh at Curtis's persistence as he expressed in his actions his intent to go down and eat her cautiously shielded pussy. Kaitlin felt like she was fending off a rambunctious determined teenager, she found it humorous. She wanted to continue the highly exotic exploration; she was uncommonly aroused, but seemed to somehow want to prolong the imperfect pleasure with the self imposed restrictions. Kaitlin desperately wanted to be able to justify her questionable behavior in the morning. Maybe she could rationalize and minimize her guilt by invoking to herself that not crossing the line entirely, denying him the pleasures that resided below her waistline would what.... make it sound better. That in her mind convince herself she stopped short of committing adultery. Kaitlin found it comical as their exceedingly spicy foreplay took on a humorous juvenile charm. She had not spoken the words, but had given the implied signs that 'third base would be off limits tonight.' Yes she felt like a shielding teen-girl. She knew this was ridiculous because after all they were a man and a woman on a bed, with real tangible desires. Her mind rambled; it was not that simple: first she was not that kind of girl, and they were not teenagers. Complicating things further they were a Black man and a married white woman naked together upon her husband's bed. Kaitlin decided to be self-indulgent, but very careful and continued to play the game. He had made her feel so safe and wonderful being held in his mighty black arms that she was driven to continue their mutual exploration. With that Kaitlin pushed Curtis's head downward and he attacked her breasts playfully, it did not go unnoticed as Kaitlin admired the sharp variation of his dark skin against her pale white body. Kaitlin moaned and bucked against him as he aggressively sucked her tits, alternating from one to the other paying particular attention to her outstanding nipples. She threw her arms back over her head and prominently arched her back, allowing her tits to jet skyward enhancing his attack. She looked down to watch as this Black man was licking her swollen nipples as his saliva was dripping everywhere.... Kaitlin's entire body was shaking from the erotic situation. She lost her strength and lay flat on her back enjoying the provocative inspiration. Within minutes Kaitlin released a few sharp gasps because once again she could detect Curtis's hot breath and flickering tongue as he placed his big lips upon her short blonde strip, her whole torso shivered in delight, her breathing would become exceedingly rapid, soon her hands would safely guide his dark head back to her navel. He kissed and licked her stomach some more causing mutual delight dramatically building their fever; and each time he would before long venture to low, toward that special place he targeted, she directed him north. He tried again, but she made herself clear that he was welcome to kiss her only above the waistline. Her golden haired pussy was apparently off-limits. However, each and every time Curtis pursued his stimulating path her body answered with visible signs of acquiescence acknowledging that her desires were growing and she craved the impious attention. The way her body seemed to increase the pleasurable contact sent a mixed message. All night long in Kaitlin's opinion Curtis had become more and more charming and handsome the more she knew him. There was no doubt she was in awe of his muscular and imposing naked black body, he represented a very real dark dangerous temptation. They both seemed to be enjoying their sensual playful game, but Kaitlin had drawn a line. On several occasions Curtis was within an inch of his target, only to be reprimanded, but he had indeed gone further and further. Kaitlin's visible physical movements and increased breathing demonstrated the intensification of her genuine reaction to the highly sensual seduction, triumphing over her diminishing willpower. It was clear he aroused her. Kaitlin's laughter was authentic as she continued to indulge his persistent lighthearted bad behavior; he kept testing the arbitrary defined boundaries of the imaginary line. Laughing he tried one more time unsuccessfully to go below the ever receding invisible line. Undeterred he marked her with kisses across her lower hips and farther below her waist taking the opportunity to absorb her scent with his flaring nostrils. From one sudden moan and stiffening of Kaitlin's besieged body his tongue may have swiped her clit and judging from the ferocity of how she shook with high-voltage energy for several seconds, her body and her mind for that brief time was locked in the zone of pure intimate reaction, he may in fact been briefly sucking on her, or dipped his tongue in! Kaitlin was briefly frozen in shock at the intensity and remarkable pleasure as his curled tongue shot like a striking snake startling her pussy with astonishing agility, several inches twirled inside of her in a rapid circular motion. Kaitlin jolted her ass upward and her rear cheeks landed and were cradled in his big black hands instantly. Ever so briefly Kaitlin thrust her body toward his face escalating the oral contact that she had previously forbidden; she was also smitten how perfectly her tight little ass fit upon his kneading hands. For a split second her thighs tightly clamped his head in place as he licked her trembling sugar walls. The pure look of rapture on her face truly frightened me I thought she was a goner. Although she found it exquisite, she also panicked, fully recognizing the capability of this man to devour his prey in an instant. Kaitlin fully appreciated she had to be savvy, she concluded Curtis had masterfully seduced quite a few white women. Kaitlin was resolute not to be a number on that list. With reluctance but determination Kaitlin retreated from his inquisitive mouth, by shifting her hips elusively, with quickness and agility. Able to cognitively determine no matter how great the contact felt, it was beyond the parameters she set. He got the message, this was a no-no. He was smiling widely, savoring how sweet she tasted; before heading in the other direction, leisurely kissing and massaging her ripe breasts and sucking on her sensitive neck intensely, until yet again their lips locked together in an avid tongue plunging kiss. This time when they kissed Kaitlin could taste her own sugared fragrance on his wide lips. She was intoxicated by the visual of his beautiful black body enjoying her milky white flesh, it just appeared so decadent, and she was no doubt tempted. He had an incredible athletes build so muscular and ripped. Her white flesh felt like it was on fire. The experience for Kaitlin of providing Curtis with free reign all over her naked upper body seemed to offer her a daring, but almost safe adventure. He had been so close to her womanly essence, the primal draw toward repeating the magnificent serendipity in the brief moment his lips encircled her pussy were extraordinary. But thankfully, it appeared she was going to enforce her 'look but don't touch below the waist rule', anything more appeared beyond her comfort zone. Kaitlin's intellectual stimulation of having Curtis enjoy her naked body was an ongoing struggle, but I was confident Kaitlin was about to put an end to this foolishness once and for all. For a moment I thought she was about to reject any further indiscretion, I could sense her hesitancy she was going to send him away. Kaitlin had to be feeling so vulnerable as she lay naked, exposed to his prying eyes, in these crucial seconds her every instinct would be to protect herself, guard our sacred vows. She knew she had let things go way too far already. I was proud of her for resisting his efforts to go down on her. However, I was fearful that she might let him continue with the above the waistline play she found so appealing. Kaitlin had to know that her next actions would potentially alter our beautiful life together. My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 04 Quite frankly Kaitlin had found the entire evening of flirting, drinking and dancing as a lesson in fun teasing and flirtation. It was very avant-garde as a happily married woman, to almost be out on date with a single man who had put her at such ease, but was certainly all along attempting to seduce her out of her panties. However that had now escalated they were behaving like horny teenagers. Kaitlin found it to be terribly fun and exciting, most importantly she felt that she was in complete control of the situation. After all as a man she fully expected Curtis to push her limits, but she sensed she was very safe with Curtis. Yes Kaitlin felt protected and respected, and more comfortable the further she got to know him that he would honor any request she made to him. She knew that he would stop if she uttered the word. The entire evening had been fun so far, outrageously flirtatious, and now they were physically exploring each other so sensually, uncovering some of the interracial mystery. It was so exciting and new because they were genuinely attracted to each other, and Kaitlin had a burning desire to discover if all the myths were true. This entire evening had been like a fantasy she had never spoken about. The taboo of kissing him, letting his black hands fondle her married body, and now granting him full view of her naked womanhood was all so erotic. Just that brief contact allowing a Black man to tongue her had brought all of her repressed decadent feelings to the surface, wondering how exciting it would be to have him put his big black cock in her; the dirty thoughts caused her to squirm. Kaitlin wondered if she could summon the courage to actually allow this to happen. At that exact moment Kaitlin could feel one of his large black hands coming in contact with her supple ass and tender inner thigh, she took a deep breath, as the white-hot contact increased her vibe. Kaitlin's stunned reaction was lightening fast, grasping his wandering hand in hers. Inquisitively she pressed his trapped hand onto her ass and held it in place as his long fingers massaged her thigh as they both absorbed the shocking heat of the inappropriate sustained touch. She enjoyed having him so close. He was only inches away..... Kaitlin perceived that her camel-toe had never been more prominent, her lower lips were swollen and gaping open, sparkling moistly... elongated and sending an inviting communication, in spite of all of her rational inclinations to protect her marriage. Kaitlin self-diagnosed herself as a 'bitch in-heat', she was panting. Fighting nature's natural selection calling her to mate with this fine dark specimen named Curtis. Her flattering engorged nether lips seemed to be beckoning and calling him loudly. Kaitlin simply shed a lifetime of inhibition, letting her naturally aroused body to express her newfound freedom. Almost painfully, both her mind and body ached to satisfy her mounting curiosity of being naked in his strong black arms, at that split second Curtis quickly embraced her. Kaitlin's mind was made up! She was committed to live out the fantasy of many white women and experience what it is like to be intimate with a Black man. Kaitlin felt a slight twinge of guilt, but was unable to fight off her inner demons. She was so excited and curious to be with him. To experience this unresolved fantasy once in her lifetime. To offer a dominant muscular Black man use of her supple young body. She wanted this improper act badly. Then to my dismay I reconciled the sight of Kaitlin's knees spreading out and her white legs lifting up to welcome Curtis's black body. With her mind spinning, in an instant Kaitlin's glamorous legs were pointed toward the ceiling allowing him to saddle her, she then lowered her thighs casually wrapping them across his broad repositioned hips. I had seen the exact moment. My sweet Kaitlin spread her legs for a Black man. There was no doubt that she had made a conscious decision. They looked each other in the eyes; I saw great passion and longing there. "Curtis" was the only word she whispered as her body trembled. Kaitlin had never looked more feminine and beautiful her gorgeous white body was ripe and willing, a vision of perfection. Her bright eyes were a reflection into her soul. They carefully maneuvered themselves as I saw her hand disappear; she initiated her decision by guiding him, with both urgency and purpose. It appeared that she had reached down and grasped the hot bare skin of his dark shaft with her dainty white hand wearing the sparkling diamond, she was unable to encircle his entire girth he was fully engorged and raging hard. She communicated with intense eye contact. Curtis immediately got the message. They adjusted their movement slightly Kaitlin's eyes flashed defiantly, and together they took aim. She looked at him intently and closed her eyes. Together they rubbed his black cock head against her clit, back and forth, back and forth in unison they rubbed his cock along her wet slit. Her beautiful bright eyes were now wide open intently absorbing their indiscretion. She opened her gorgeous thighs further to nurture his admission. He took her breath away. He progressed forward gradually but with steady advancement. A strong adrenaline rush coursed through her veins, to match her heavy secretions which were rampant and blossoming for hours as she spent time in his wonderfully powerful charming black arms. Kaitlin had sanctioned his indiscreet entry....! They kissed again and then they both exhaled. I heard Kaitlin's softly expressive voice as she struggled to enunciate a series of, "Oh My God's." along with her unguarded pleas to be gentle and measured, but crystal-clear in her welcoming message. She was eager to proceed vigilantly, living out her deepest darkest fantasy. Kaitlin had granted him the venerated privilege and his black cock was in her. This was my worst nightmare...... her beautiful face was awestruck! The long drawn out sensation as her sweet-pussy expanded millimeter by millimeter was an electrifying initiation of concentrated nerve endings launching an onslaught throughout her entire body—an explosion of exacting righteous pleasure. Kaitlin worried briefly that they not been prudent and used a condom, but the outrageous pleasure had Kaitlin feeling every vein and contour as his thick black member worked into her so sensually, but also luxuriously and steadily; that her undivided attention was soon on the greater indelible intimacy shared between a man and a woman. A moment in time she would commit to memory. Curtis locked hands with her, their fingers wrapped tightly overlapping black then white, black then white clinging tightly, her wedding ring was obscured by one of his giant black fingers, together they began a squeezing rhythm, although her natural inclination was to place her hand back on his cock to protect and control the pace of his entry, she submitted and trusted him to take her fully, at an appropriate and as comfortable as possible pace. Never in her life had Kaitlin contemplated having sex outside her marriage, but here she was in the arms of a mysterious Black man who was taking her there. So far he had proved to be a master at reading her desires. Kaitlin also had an overwhelming yearning to allow this magnificent man to control her, to surrender her agreeable body for a night of unrestricted enjoyment. For some reason she trusted him implicitly to use her scrupulously, and awaken a lifetime of her repressed covert needs and fantasy. Kaitlin's gasps for air was just short of hyper-ventilation, but with a series of controlled deep breaths out, she seemed to gather herself and relax sufficiently to enjoy the unique cavernous penetration. Her clear eyes began dancing; she stopped biting her lip and flashed her brilliant smile. Her entire body just cast away the tension; she was unwavering in her resolve that she wanted Curtis to have her! With dogged determination Kaitlin knew she needed to slacken her over-stimulated vaginal muscles because she definitely was willing and anxious to sample his entire package. It was now apparent he was making love to her in the missionary position steadily, deeply, slowly... in and out, his dark buttocks was unhurriedly churning. With profound passion, she was encouraging him by her receptive response to each progressive careful stroke, although Kaitlin labored, acclimating to his substantial dimensions, she was loving the new-found sensation , steadily adjusting and wanting more and more of him. She was thankful that she had been wet all evening... Kaitlin became desperate to have him kiss her lips, this seemed to comfort her. He slowly stroked her blonde hair gently kissing her on the forehead, followed by another dual of their tongues. Her stark white arms now gently held his midnight-pitch broad black shoulders and well-developed back; I noticed her adjusting her thighs to accommodate him further. He was being gentle and tender as he made love to her deliberately with accomplished skill awakening and arousing her passion; introducing her gradually to feelings of pure bodily delight. Taking their time to kiss one another exchanging tongues, locking eyes, etching the moment enduringly into their memories in vivid color, as each of his strokes went gradually deeper. Something powerful was compelling and influencing Kaitlin's decision... clouding her judgment... inspiring her motivation, to choose such an imprudent invitation to allow him to violate her on every level, right there on our marital bed. Her dire choice was in complete conflict with her upbringing, and the exemplary life she had lived up to this moment. My thoughts were belabored trying to determine the cause, the confusion, the fragility... my inadequacies, that allowed her to arrive at the conclusion... to open her thighs and beckon another man inside. Their black and white bodies tangled as they made love and intermingled and fully integrated one another, they both desperately stroked the others contrasting skin fully absorbing the magnitude of the heightened aspect of crossing and rupturing the unspoken racial boundary knowing the act they were initiating would and could forever alter their self-perspective. They were both frantic in their need to touch the other as they shared themselves so explicitly. There was almost a spiritual quality regarding their irreversible interracial bond, they jointly consummated the impressionable act of becoming lovers. The added drama caused Kaitlin's clitoris to fully engorge and stand at attention. She could feel her vibrant secretions emerge and flow substantially. For Kaitlin the wonderful physical sensations were dwarfed by the emotional experience of relinquishing her firm ripe body in an act of carnal pleasure sanctioning the penetration of Curtis's black cock as their residual heat and fluids blended. She was living a carefully guarded unstated fantasy. Then Kaitlin's dramatic expression took on a look of dazzling astonishment as she appreciated the wonderful first-time sensation of rapid full-penetration: her sparkling green eyes practically rolled back in her head and she began panting, attempting to regulate her erratic breathing. There was no doubt she was thrilled with the brand new phenomenon. She welcomed him with wide-open thighs into the uncharted recesses and inner sanctum of her exposed and completely aroused dripping womanhood. In the low flickering light I was just prior able to move undetected and much closer towards the foot of master bed, the bed of corruption , from this vantage point I was struck by how his massive dark body obscured her small delicate frame which was underneath him. My eyes were soon drawn to the junction below his buttocks his large testicles were clearly visible as his mahogany nut-sack moved in rhythm revealing a hulking coal dark cylinder that was lodged in Kaitlin's quickly expanding humid vaginal channel. With each deliberate stroke he seemed to enter a little further, until the impact of complete infiltration; the small amount of bright white skin of her lower ass was clearly discernible, as well as portions of her breathtaking legs, the rest of her white body was completely obscured. As he bottomed out all the way inside her I heard him gently encourage her with the words, "There you go baby, that's my girl, yeah baby you are so hot and frigging tight, now you are my white-girl for the rest of tonight; you wanna give me that white pussy don't you baby.; I know you wanted black cock for a long-long time." As he continued to leisurely and meticulously stroke her. Kaitlin seemed to moan her approval, probably shocked that the entire cock was buried in her. Her capacity to open up and become accustomed so adeptly to his large grinding cock showed her potential as a first-class lover. Her little blonde pussy was full of surprises! Although I was shocked by Kaitlin's betrayal, I had to admit I found the disloyal spectacle electrifying and captivating, I could not divert my eyes away, astonished that my sweet Kaitlin could accommodate such a substantially sized cock so readily. But, there it was before my eyes, glistening with her translucent lubrication and exaggerated open labia wrapping around him, grasping onto the copious black cock with her wanton vagina as if she never intended to let go. I slightly adjusted moving to the bedside, concealed in the dark shadows my line of sight expanded being in a better position to see more of my darling wife's unfaithful body. From my new vantage point I had a clear view of Kaitlin's facial contortions. Although Curtis was still taking things slowly he seemed to emphasize each time he reached her full depth. Kaitlin's face revealed her astonishment each time he hit bottom. Also only what can be described as an ecstatic overload, surprised that such head to toe curling utter-rapture could emanate from being filled so marvelously in her hypersensitive hospitable pussy. I observed Kaitlin take a curious action, as she brought her hands toward her face and fanned herself by waving her hands, and smiling widely, proud of her accomplishment. As she spoke almost breathlessly for him to please keep making love to her, wrapping her arms back around him, her diamond and wedding rings sparkled shimmering in the flickering light. Kaitlin offered her precious body to him; as if it was something she had always dreamed of, I had never heard her moan with such conviction, as their bodies broke into an enlivening steady rhythm. Her precious little white body seemed to be engulfed in a tremor. Kaitlin uttered something I could not make out clearly, but the words, "so big, so good, so deep, and Oh My God," had definite clarity. What was apparent was that she was discovering completely unearthed capability to experience unadulterated sheer ecstasy! She desperately pulled him in harder, clinging to him urging him further. Her well toned body was rippling in response to the illicit penetration; her sun tanned skin was radiant in the ambient light. The un-tanned pale white skin once protected by her bikini bottoms, was undulating with increasing speed as she demonstrated her growing enthusiasm. She amplified the momentum of her pelvis rhythmically upward, soon her glorious white ass cheeks were rising up off the bed and being cradled and kneaded in Curtis's large black hands. The striking color contrast of his dark hands expressively embracing her was worthy of an artist's rendering. Her shadowy blonde bush appeared to be dripping with dew as the long dark thick cock appeared to be sawing her sweet pussy in two. It was clearly Kaitlin initiating the emerging velocity. Kaitlin could not tell if the wild manifestations traveling up and down her lithe body were coming from her pussy or her super charged psyche, but her wild desire to be touched everywhere clouded her judgment. She was committed to offer him, her white hot body. She was determined and increased her haste, reveling in the discovery of her newfound capacity. Kaitlin was taken by surprise as her orgasm emerged; her entire body was animated as the pleasure ran through her forcefully. Every move Curtis made, holding her just right, steering her taking her to new uncharted heights, he magnified the intensity beautifully by biting her on the neck. I saw her hold him dearly like a woman in love. Without ever breaking rhythm his thumping cock made it clear this orgasm would be the first of many for her. As if in tune to a song in both of their heads his tempo kicked it up a notch. Curtis was much more physical in style than Kaitlin had ever been familiar with, yet at the same time she was experiencing a lover's sensuality and emotional connection that was simply making her feel loved and cherished. That he was truly appreciative of the risk she was taking to be with him and he was savoring every moment they were together, and was thankful to be inside her. There was something very special occurring between them. Everything seemed so natural connecting them. Kaitlin sensed that in spite of their circumstances and unusual introduction they were completing a pre-adorned destiny. She was stunned by how incredible he felt inside her. Kaitlin was flabbergasted in a flash of mental clarity, it was so ironic... here she was a white woman who had just been emancipated in the big strong muscular arms of a Black man. She had been set free of her metaphorical chains and shackles, for the first time in her life she no longer held back and repressed her animal like basic sexual desire. She felt absolutely uninhibited; every fiber of her being was alive with a sexual hunger seeking instant gratification. Kaitlin concentrated all of her efforts as she squeezed with all her might around the magnificent black cock which was the source of her adventurous new course. Their rhythm and dance was building in speed, deeper and stronger momentous indeed. They were like two well trained choreographed dancers, their movements together in perfect sync. I could sense Kaitlin's overwhelming need to share this profound personal connection with her fabulous black lover, whom she was so desperate to please. He was touching her in a way only talented lovers are able, stirring her spiritual emotions and escalating her physical reaction. The look of passion and deep concentration on her face, told the story, she was filled with lustful sensations, feeling the exquisite dual combination abundant physical pleasure as well as the culmination of an unleashed secret fantasy, masked together so deliciously. Shortly her cherished pussy was fully indoctrinated to the sweeping interracial phenomenon, but mostly she had outrageously provocative and enchanting impressions as she finally gave herself to a Black man. At times Kaitlin's eyes focused like a laser, she was particularly taken with the visual stimulation as she stared at the dazzling spectacle that was the rousing color difference of their joined fornicating bodies. She had a distinct fascination as his bulbous lips and dark face besieged her stark white breast and aching nipple once again highlighting their heritage. She had never felt more desired as a woman. It excited her to be committing this act of interracial provocation, so sensually, so unencumbered, defying authority, it just felt so wonderful to her being made love to by a Black man, despite the bona fide recognition of her loss of innocence. Kaitlin's body was simply flush, every nerve-ending seemed to sparkle and tingle she had completely surrendered to the serendipity of her highly charged inaugural interracial encounter, what had started as an evening of dancing and flirting, had rapidly escalated to so much more..... She was being made love to. Once again they exchanged tongues matching their rhythm orally with the finely tuned synchronization of what was happening in her pussy, Kaitlin had simply never felt anything so impressionable. Her senses were assaulted simultaneously, the dual stimulus with the addition one hand on her tit while the other hand cuddled her ass provided Kaitlin with an untamed sensory overload. Curtis broke off the kiss and moved his mouth toward her ear and told Kaitlin to say the words, "Fuck-Me." My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 04 Kaitlin looks at him in bewilderment. He goes perfectly still, and then afflicts one rapid deep stroke halting when he was fully in her. He gauged her reaction and grabbed a handful of her blonde hair; he was firm, but gentle as he pulled her hair. He gave her another sharp powerful single stroke of his cock, telling her again to say "Fuck- Me." Kaitlin caught on to the game and mildly and barely audible uttered the phrase. Curtis with greater force slammed his full length into her and Kaitlin's voice was much louder pleading, "Fuck-Me." Curtis began churning his hips in a much more persuasive style, and Kaitlin was instantly in tune to the intoxicating drama, as she liberally vocalized her desire repeating, "Fuck-Me." Curtis rewarded her vocalization; he continued to pound her harder with sharp decisive blows. Kaitlin would typically not be comfortable vocalizing profanity, but the game they were playing became suddenly real to her. She felt vulnerable as this powerful Black man fucked her pussy showing little mercy. The physical and mental stimulation had triggered something inside her, and it really turned her on. With great sincerity she begged and pleaded, repeating over and over, with increased volume, "Fuck-Me." This time Kaitlin could sense a powerful orgasm slowly building as she continued to beg Curtis to fuck her very wet pussy. At one point Curtis lightly choked her, her body was squirming uncontrollably as some latent deep dark fantasies were being excised. She had trouble comprehending how wonderful his black cock felt. She was coming in a very pleasant unfamiliar manner. Kaitlin loved the fact that he was overpowering her, exerting his will- using her in a very unladylike fashion. It was a good thing her pussy was dripping or they might start a fire. The way Kaitlin was begging him to fuck her was genuine and sincere, it was very heady stuff. There was little doubt how truthful and heartfelt her requests had become in her appeals to Curtis to fuck her. Kaitlin had an unvarnished account of just how deep and powerful his big black cock was stroking her, such a lush feeling on each and every plunge, creating an interestingly pleasant impetus around her wide awake cervix. She was certainly aware this feeling was new and titillating, adding a whole fresh dimension to her all out frenzy. It was as if her little white body had a mind of its own as she convulsed and responded without control. She was in the zone.... Something about the savage style, her willingness to express her honest desire, her orgasms continued to be atypically long and remarkably strong. Curtis was relentless he was really nailing her, but he would stop if Kaitlin was not timely in her requests for him to 'fuck her'. Kaitlin was very eager to comply and with almost a savage tone she repeated numerous times with glee, her plea, "Fuck-Me." At one point Kaitlin was so into it, I think she revealed what was honestly going on in her pretty blonde head, because her appeal was deep throated, unmasking the truth, she vocalized her unvarnished desire requesting of Curtis without restraint saying, "Fuck-Me, Fu-Fu-Fuck My White Pussy, Fuck-Me, Oh God Yes Fuck My White Pussy You Big Black Bastard, Fuck-Me, Oh Yes Fuck-Me." She came harder than ever, laying open her reveling truth, the racial component. Kaitlin was so turned on realizing that she had been reduced to a hot soaking receptacle, for the sole purpose of providing him pleasure. She was his to use as he saw fit. His masculine dominance was so appealing; it was only natural for her to continue to beg him to treat her to this new type of psycho-sexual style that had opened up her mind... Once again she shook with the strongest yet deep-rooted orgasmic tremors, as she loudly screamed the decisive words to Curtis, "Fuck-Me." Kaitlin's marvelously sculpted well toned body shook vociferously overflowing with a new dynamic she was unable to completely process, as her sweet white body crested she simply held Curtis so tight that he was able to translate her wishes and became perfectly still. To allow Kaitlin to ride out the storm that had overtaken her harmonically singing ultra-orgasmic resonating body. Kaitlin took the time to examine her thoughts, she simply could not get over how euphoric her mind and well fucked body tingled; it was as though she was in an altered state. However at the same time she was completely relaxed. The only thing she could compare it with was the feeling from nitrous-oxide without the obligatory dental procedure. As Kaitlin recovered from the most intense orgasm in her life, she felt weak and limp. Her perception was sensible enough to recognize that she had been so out of control that she would not have been in a position to prevent him from coming in her. She was astonished that Curtis possessed the capability and control to not shoot his load. Kaitlin reflected in the peak of her orgasmic histrionics she may not have had the wherewithal to ensure his withdrawal. That for a time the only thing that mattered to her was fulfilling the incredible journey completing her profound orgasmic destiny, causing her to recognize just how vulnerable she was. She had for a brief period of time ridden a crest where her body was in a state of involuntary reflexive impulsive auto-pilot, her pussy was in seizure as she was racked with that incredible climax. Kaitlin knew she had dodged some perilous bullets. Kaitlin detected a throbbing sensation resounding from her clitoris as she thought about the potential that Curtis could have released his potent fluids in her while she was in the throes of her orgasmic voyage. As hot as that concept seemed, she knew she needed to be careful and keep things under control. Something about the danger perplexed her normally rational mind, Kaitlin knew she had never intended to do more than flirting, and gradually conceded to kissing, here she was committing adultery and now her brain was flooded with a desire to have Curtis shoot his live potent black sperm inside her, she knew she was playing with fire. On impulse Kaitlin sought out Curtis's lips and licked him, just kissing him with those thoughts running rampant in her head caused her erect clit to sing. She rationalized she had gone this far and what could be a more expressive way to consummate their secretive magical evening together, than in the moment acquiescing and letting him finish naturally. Kaitlin rationalized since she had not required him to wear a condom maybe deep down she really wanted all-along to experience the full-Monty. Have him consecrate her hallow fertile ground! She quickly vowed to show better judgment; she could conclude this wonderful one-night stand without the unneeded risk. Something's were simply better left as a fantasy, because reality could be harsh and last forever. Kaitlin understood tonight had to be their secret, their one and only time together. Kaitlin struggled to abolish her guilty-conscience and to simply enjoy the eroticism, because there would be plenty of time to deal with the truth and consequences later.... Kaitlin was both physically and mentally exhausted, Curtis remained inside her, completely rigid and fantastically snug, somehow he had managed not to come, and they were both relatively still as she recovered her bearings. They soothingly caressed the others cooling damp skin enjoying the converse color combination, admiring the others tone and texture. Kaitlin was nevertheless staggered by the emotional and physical manner which Curtis had rocked her to her core. She gently closed her eyes thinking Curtis was an astonishing lover; he had unending energy and the savvy to be in all of the right places in the perfect moment. He was imparting her with a never to be forgotten darker kind of knowledge. It appealed to her on so many levels. The way she kissed him so tenderly was a reflection of her gratitude that he somehow knew she needed to experience the intensity and drama he had so capably provided. It was if he had the ability to reach into the darkest recesses of her mind and detect her secrets. She was blown away! They maneuvered themselves onto their sides for comfort without ever disengaging. Kaitlin's breathing was almost normal, but her mind was in high gear trying to process the remarkable evening. Kaitlin finally understood some of the eye-opening black and white antics she had witnessed earlier at the night-club; she now had little wonder about why so many of the pretty white ladies were all over the brotha's. She now was fully complicit, clued into the taboo nature with growing awareness concerning the trendy fuss, and the wives gravitating to the addicting lifestyle. She could see why the ladies wanted one of these big dick fellows in their bed every weekend. Kaitlin was enlightened that her nasty verbal requests although forcefully solicited had been granted, because beyond any shadow of a doubt she had indeed just been 'Fucked', it was so different than the graceful manner Curtis had made love to her for the first fifteen minutes. What she just experienced was so native and raw. To Kaitlin the whole scenario Curtis created almost felt as if she had an out of body experience, she questioned who was that girl? She had reluctantly responded to his initial request asking her to use those words, Fuck-Me. She realized in a brief period she was begging him and with meaning asking him to Fuck Her. And boy did he ever! Kaitlin had a whole new meaning of what getting Fucked meant. She had never come so profusely. Even now relatively quiet she looked at her gorgeous nipple it had never been harder or more elongated, almost crying for Curtis's big lips to come pay it more attention. As Curtis shifted slightly, Kaitlin marveled that his huge black cock felt fucking incredible stretching her even though it was motionless. Curtis inquired, "How you doing baby." as he lovingly kissed her on the forehead while stroking her damp hair. For Kaitlin this was a surreal moment, because she had never admitted even to herself her long burning desires to be overpowered by a man of color and be violated to the point that she would beg him to continue, crying out to him in depraved need: using the words, Fuck-Me. She had been so desperate for his big cock to fuck the shit out of her little white pussy, to watch as her cum flowed noticeably all over his cock as she continued her intensifying pleas of Fuck-Me. She understood she had not been acting or performing, it had been real. It was also intriguing to watch who she had become. Kaitlin could sense Curtis flexing his massive cock a bit inside her, as if he was testing her. She smiled brightly anticipating that her first black lover was not done using her. He perfectly gauged her reaction, perceiving she needed just a tad more revival. Remarkably correct he began lightly massaging her breasts. Kaitlin sighed and closed her eyes, as she draped her right thigh and leg casually on him. This manifested her pale skin and only served to remind her that she was undeniably being unfaithful with her first Black man. Kaitlin just reminded herself that she would have to be disciplined and ask him to finish across her tummy. As she absorbed the pleasant tingling in her sensitive tits, her mind pondered. She had always considered herself to be a mild feminist, and what she had just experienced was so conflicting. She had been dominated and used as a physical receptacle and instead of being offended she cried out for more and begged a man to fuck her harder. She had wanted, no needed those black hands to touch her impulsive compliant body as her blonde pussy was continuously battered by the largest cock she had ever seen, while he subjugated her forcing her to respond to him on a coarse primal level. She was embarrassed and at the same time highly charged that Curtis had discovered her cryptic secret. Curtis demonstrated the ability to make her feel like he was taking her against her will, even raping her, savagely pummeling her vagina and at the same time her most genuine response was to give it up to him, let him have her on an animal level use her pussy good, like it belonged to him. She simply wanted him to take possession of her blonde pussy. In spite of the perilous situation her goal was to be the best piece of ass he ever had. Kaitlin wanted every private detail of her naked body to be etched into his memory. She did not know whether she had reacted that because he was so big and well endowed, or because of the inherent danger because he was Black. Regardless circumstances had turned her into a submissive woman; her pussy had virtually ached with a fixated desire to please her man by surrendering to him. The vulnerability she felt in combination with his masculine dominance truly excited her. ////Back to lovemaking........ Kaitlin was convinced he must be the most skilled lover on the planet. She was soon ready for Curtis to impart her with darker carnal knowledge. ////Pick up pace.......... They were so in tune to one another that simultaneously back and forth they both began rocking their hips slowly in circles. They shared a kiss as their loins synced in mutual tempo. Kaitlin was curious about what her wonderful new lover had in store for her. She felt loved and fucked and everything in between so far. Her little white body surged with adrenaline because she was anxious to find out. Kaitlin wrapped her legs around him and began digging her heals into his ass with each building stroke of his cock. Curtis was being relatively gentle watching Kaitlin squirm wanting him so badly to have every inch of her available body. He continued slow and steady letting Kaitlin really get into it again. Curtis shifted to an upright position as Kaitlin remained on her back. He let her dictate the pace by thrusting her pussy and she responded greedily as she had her best view yet at the large black hard cock entering and withdrawing, clung to by her swollen labia. This new visual only enhanced her feeling of exactly how big he felt inside her. Impatiently Kaitlin reached for him pulling him down towards her wanting their upper bodies sharing in the intimate contact of their mutually perspiring skin to skin embrace. Again they shared their lips together, swiping her tongue across his teeth and plunging as deep as she could into his open mouth. Curtis continued his pelvic rhythm invoking from Kaitlin a gasp as she enjoyed a serene orgasm. Her enlightened body ached for more. With a combined aggression and tender loving Kaitlin found it spectacular as he worked her over taking her through several powerful eye-opening orgasmic convulsions, as he continued to demonstrate a superior knowledge of just what her body and mind desired. The entire time his hips kept churning at whatever speed she needed. To Kaitlin the emotional bond kept growing stronger. A series of funky songs played and the mood in the room with a more rapid flicker of light created an atmosphere I can only describe as techno-color. The two of them kept moving to the new rhythm and beat as Curtis's black cock further funkified her rapidly adapting gratified hot pussy, leaving her in a continuous state of heat. For the first time in her life she was going from one orgasm to another in a relatively short time. Kaitlin and Curtis had discovered and uncovered something special, and were getting their groove on. Physically Kaitlin felt like she had been riding an exciting rollercoaster for hours. She was typically able to come once, more often from oral then penetration. But, tonight she was beginning to lose count; she had come at least six times maybe more because the intensity and duration were all so much longer and stronger than ever before. Something special was going on.... In the past if Kaitlin was riding a rollercoaster she would have been holding on tight barely breathing, but tonight she felt like waving her hands in the air and screaming her delight. The entire evening she seemed to be deeply affected by the music, somehow tonight it touched her soul; everything seemed to have extra significant meaning. The music channel started into a series of romantic love ballads. To Kaitlin every musical note was sharper; the lyrics carried inspiration and the seductive power of sharing intimacy. I could tell Kaitlin was accessing something.... She was very reflective of her night of so many unplanned passions, for her the whole evening had been insightful, causing her to be introspective. Her emotions throughout the evening ran deep; from fits of open laughter, to legitimate lust, sweeping moods of infatuation, bits of anxiety, and the revelation of some jarring self-truths, all as she discovered unchartered depths to her blossoming sexuality. Swiftly her eyes became attentive and wide open. Although she was underneath him, she repositioned her arms and legs, and desperately clung to him elevating her energized tight white body off the bed. Curtis immediately picked up her inclination and really began putting it to her. The novel encounter that she was experiencing in her completely full sopping wet pussy, the splendid black cock was taking her to levels of pleasure she could never have imagined, she craved more of the black loving wanting to relish each thrust with her own counter thrust/ a unique combination of making love/ and pure sport fucking. Together as one with this Black man, Kaitlin exhibited a passion I had never seen. She was giving herself to him on every emotional and physical level, deriving unprecedented pleasure allowing him to use her for his physical needs, willing him to shoot her full of his nasty black seed as she kissed and tugged at him in unprecedented desperate crazed need. Kaitlin whispered to him, "That is perfect" as his black cock slid in and out at breakneck speed. Curtis's colossal black cock evoked in Kaitlin a perverse titillating combination of exquisite pleasure and searing hot friction as he adeptly maneuvered it deeper inside her. Her voracious blonde pussy was capturing unparalleled exquisite growing pleasure, demanding and expanding to feed her new found unmitigated appetite, which his massive black cock instigated. She was responding to him as if she was in love with him, passionately kissing her black lover sensually with purpose, as she shared her singular devotion enjoying the extreme echelon he was taking her toward. She pulled Curtis down flat on top of her taking a brief moment to catch her breath. It was incredible the way she held him, so dear to her heart. I could not help staring at her affirmative white hand patting the back of his shoulder conveying her contentment and growing comfort in her choice to be with him. The ring on her finger was a stark reminder of her betrayal. Kaitlin continued her climb opening up her body for the final onslaught. Her willing body was literally hanging underneath him swinging giving him maximum leverage. The pleasure quotient increased dramatically overwhelming any remnant of uneasiness, regarding his size. She had shown the ability to take all of him not only with comfort, but a genuine zeal. Their joint urgency spiked higher reciprocally, and the rapid pace rose with ease, as Kaitlin flooded their union generously. His large black penis was reaching her on a spiritual zenith, it was much more then sex, together they reached a pinnacle and were expressing a love so deep, a daring thrill so potent, together crossing a restricted boundary, an intimacy so powerful that their souls would be connected for life, she was giving him the most precious and intimate honor a woman could grant a man. Kaitlin gushed her acceptance in abundance all-over her new mysterious dark man. It was as if her hips were on a swivel as her sopping wet pussy devoured her new favorite sensation. My Kaitlin's Soul is on Fire Ch. 04 The blend of tenderness and affection mixed with their raw sexual fulfillment was apparent, I had never seen her so responsive, so passionate, so desperate, so alive. The amazing smile on her face revealed her true feeling. Kaitlin could feel herself releasing her lubricating fluids violently, demonstrating her acceptance with certainty, encouraging the pace which he was taking her. A place she had never been, but was destined to arrive in style! She stared at the Black man with an admiration and appreciation as she was experiencing the most intense love making of her life, and began Cumming vocally! I could tell Kaitlin was initially frightened by the intensity and power that this consequential orgasm radiated throughout her shivering convulsing body. In a moment of weakness earlier she had given in to the physical lore, but now she found herself besieged with an indisputable rising emotional connection, something she surely never expected. She began mouthing muffled sounds in his ear, of her honest expression of adoration. Within seconds after her apparent recovery, she seemed to violently react to another sudden shock wave. Then I heard Kaitlin's cries in a sweet soprano melody, no mistaking her entire body was being engaged by a charming multi faceted orgasm, she also embraced him with unadorned authentic affection. He may not have discerned it, but in this specific moment he was scoring a notable status. She opened her lips wanting his tongue in her mouth, as she felt his penis now reaching uncharted depths deep in her pussy; it was if she had opened up a new glorious threshold just for him, to gratify her in breathtaking fashion. It felt to her that she was releasing hot syrup. At that very moment the powerful Black man possessed her holes and was scorching himself forever on to my Kaitlin's soul. She was being made love to, and most disturbing with a passion I had never witnessed she was making insanely passionate love back to him, giving herself to this Black man wholeheartedly, without thoughts or reservation. Communicating and affirming her love to him unequivocally allowing him to open up parts of her vagina for him exclusively! Kaitlin was in rapture as Curtis explored her virgin territory, in fact she was euphoric. Kaitlin was emphatically bathing his cock with her relentless production of hot melting butter, soaking the sheets beneath. This propagation of fluid was completely novel. Kaitlin seemed to be influenced by the prominent distinction of their contradictory skin color; it was all so new to her. Both of their bodies shimmered with perspiration from the sustained frantic tempo of their lovemaking. She realized that she was willfully partaking in the forbidden fruit. Kaitlin's facial expression suddenly lit up with a keen awareness, fully understanding that the indiscrete black cock within her providing so much enchantment contained a perilous eventful irrevocable liquid prescription. Kaitlin's concern and trepidation was quickly superseded by her unholy desire to share this pinnacle of intimacy together with Curtis, a clandestine salutation, a rebellion against centuries of racial prejudice. Kaitlin knew taking his cock bare was irresponsible and reckless. Kaitlin gazes into his eyes with clarity and so romantically. Kaitlin's facial expression conveyed her incomprehension she was unfamiliar with such sustained acute unceasing tangible raw pleasure, her clit and little blonde pussy were pulsating as the onslaught persisted. Her blood urgently engorged her feminine erogenous zones. She wanted to come together with him allow him to take the pleasure from her that she had received. Kaitlin understood it was a really big deal to let Curtis cum inside her, but it was the only way she knew to truly give herself to him entirely. Kaitlin was very conscious of the fact that her defiant act of love making could result in a child of a different color, but that only seemed to make it that much more risqué and audacious, she summoned her courage and would take her chances. Her pupils dilated in excitement. She climaxed again just thinking about it. Kaitlin was fully aware, exactly where they were taking this act of intimacy, with Curtis finishing inside her, an act of fruition that would underscore her irrevocable unfaithful behavior, was coming! Kaitlin almost became frantic in her need, her beautifully manicured white hands grasped onto Curtis's gyrating black buttocks and she squeezed as she pulled him in deeper. Her blood red finger nails left a trail. She began wrapping her legs around him like a python making sure there would be no escaping; all of her non-verbal indications sent an unambiguous message. At the same time she did whisper something into Curtis's ear. The bright white un-tanned lower bikini line of Kaitlin's pelvis gyrated with impulsive rushed seismic activity, imploring him to take her. She began to shake as another very strong orgasm stormed through her entire body. She had never wanted something so acutely in her life, she was anxious in anticipation to accept his black seed with greed. She began to kiss him severely, with an intensity conveying his victorious conquest; her entire torso began twisting violently coaxing him with scalding liquid friction to consummate their moment simultaneously; together as one and marking his privileged place so deep inside her glorious white vagina. I heard Kaitlin utter the words, "In Me." Then louder with assurance, "In Me." Kaitlin kissed Curtis wildly twisting their tongues fanatically, and held him emphatically, taking him deep and holding him tight hanging on for dear life. For some deep seated reason it was very important and impactful to Kaitlin to be kissing him when she permitted it to happen..... She allowed this man to blacken her Soul, as she encouraged him to set himself free inside her... she was mad with desire as he ejaculated and fired....scorching her insides.. The target acquired.. Kaitlin loved the feeling of being injected with his masculine soul-sauce; it fanned her flames, causing her to grasp him tighter and actually increased and stoked her rapidly growing interracial compulsion. Her facial expression was one of unparalleled contentment. She would never be the same! The flickering light was getting much brighter, the humming sound of fast moving tires were a bit louder, I woke up suddenly from my dream, startled, in a cold sweat; even though the air conditioning was full blast. It was Sunday afternoon and Jack and I were traveling South on the New Jersey Turnpike heading towards home following our round of golf concluding the 'boy's weekend'. Neither one of us played particularly well. I was restless sitting in the passenger seat of the Jaguar. As discretely as possible I adjusted myself, my dream had triggered a raging hard on. I noticed an obvious tent in my shorts as I tried to reposition myself for comfort and concealment. There was a definite strain between us after Jack's revelation the past evening about Diane and Lamont being lovers, with Jack's apparent blessing. I was curious, but he was clearly uncomfortable sharing details. Earlier I had attempted to engage Jack and learn more particulars about the unusual lifestyle, but he was reluctant to share many specifics, suggesting in the near future I may want to discuss it with Diane. He did assure me he was very happily married and loved his wife more than ever. That their alternative choice for sexual fulfillment was a source of distinctive excitement for both of them. Big Jack reluctantly told me, "Look Sport, you need to know this whole thing started for us because of my peculiar tastes or fetish, yes Diane ultimately took to it like a duck to water, but it was at my urging and coercion, it is really something you have to see for yourself to appreciate the complete eroticism." Jack cleared his throat and softly spoke, "So do not formulate a harsh opinion about Diane, until you figure out how you feel about Kaitlin." What the hell did he mean how I felt about Kaitlin, what did he know about last night that he was not saying? Man this whole weird subject matter got me thinking. For the first time in years I abruptly recalled a frat brother of mine Harry, he was two years ahead of me and just about a year after he graduated he sort of out of the blue married a hot little chick named Savannah. They had never dated each other as undergrads. Nobody ever spoke about it, but she had a reputation that on several occasions late at night she would discretely slink over to the Omega Fraternity House, also known as the Black Fraternity. Most of their parties there were very guarded. The more I thought about there were more than a few white girls blemished with the same innuendo and prejudicial snickering. As for me at that time I never gave it much thought! I was also struggling with my own perverted thoughts about my darling wife Kaitlin; I was ashamed that I had masturbated thinking about her being intimate with that Blackman, in my hotel room the previous night. The thoughts and visualizations were just so flagrant. I felt as if I had betrayed her, by even having such thoughts. I had panicked when last evening I was unable to get in touch with Kaitlin, and knowing she had been out partying and may have gone home with him. Although I was confident Kaitlin would have been polite bidding him a good-night and sending him on his way. I had to admit I always got a charge out of casually observing men out in public trying to flirt or catch a glimpse of exposed flesh from Kaitlin. It turned me on that they thought she was hot, because I knew she was all mine. It had never crossed my mind that I would feel differently if it was a Black man. I had suspicions about Diane and concluded that she may have had malicious and ambitious plans and had done everything possible last evening; to place Kaitlin into the open arms of a large Black man who had every intention to seduce her. Diane had plied Kaitlin with liquor, and set the mood increasing the possibility he could lick her. Once again I reasoned Kaitlin was a girl of high morals and would simply never betray me. In my disturbing Dream moments ago in the car I had a haunting vision of -- at first I thought she was asleep possibly dreaming herself, she was a vision of beauty. It was strange I was dreaming about her dreaming. Then I recalled the disturbing visual of him in my bed with Kaitlin. In my dream they were together in my house, in my bedroom, in my bed, and that Black man had his huge penis inside my wife. In my dream there was a definite impression that Kaitlin was receiving untold pleasure. Maybe more disconcerting were the troubling clarity and details in my dreams, they seemed to be so well structured revealing to me facets of Kaitlin's emotions and an underlying long held fantasy. Was there some subconscious meaning? I could disregard the sexual vision, after all dreams tend to be entertaining and often stimulating. But, this level of hidden meaning on the psycho-drama appeared to be sending me a message or a dire warning. Typically a dream would be filled with non sequiturs and characters in roles and backgrounds that were out of context. This one worried me that it was some sort of premonition. The level of specific detail had the hair on the back of my neck standing up. When Jack and I were about twenty-five minutes from home he answered his cell-phone, it soon became apparent it was Diane. I could gather that there was some type of business emergency at one of his Dry Cleaning locations, he seemed very disturbed. Eventually just before ending the call with an irritated voice he told her something to the effect; tell him to be ready I am going to be in a hurry he needs to be waiting at the door and I will give him a ride on my way to the store. When Jack observed my curiosity he offered a terse explanation. Jack told me, he needed to go to his Southwest Store, there had been a major problem with an employee, so he would drop me off at my house, then he muttered, "I need to give Lamont a ride to his sister's house because he does not know where his fucking Ferrari is." I cursed to myself that Kaitlin had lost her cell-phone; I wanted to hear her reassuring voice desperately. I played with my phone, but the only thing was a short text she had sent me earlier in the morning about her missing phone and her plan to attend her girlfriend Molly's shower. All too cryptic for me to deduce a clue. Jack saw me fidgeting and stressed, "Hey stop worrying about Kaitlin's missing phone, you know she got home safely, besides you know Diane kept her under her watchful eye, she thinks of her as a little sister." I smiled at Jack, but my concern only escalated because a big part of my concern was Diane's influence on Kaitlin. I was also captivated by the photograph I was viewing on my phone discretely; the one of Kaitlin in the incredibly sexy stockings, thinking boy last night she was a live walking, talking, and dancing Vision. I also could not help noticing the big Black Hand resting on her thigh. The final part of the trip was a bit of a white knuckle ride, as Jack drove very aggressively and highly annoyed at the unplanned task ahead of him. I became conscious of a knot building in my stomach. For the first time in my life I had concerns about dark clouds looming around my marriage. I was consumed about discovering any and all details concerning Kaitlin's 'girls-night out'. Did I have a reason to be so nervous?