The First Step

The First Step

Chapter One

By Arc Light


One wonders where the fantasy first begins......

And what makes one take the first step ?

My wife Kathy and I first met while attending UCLA.... she was a vivacious young beauty that immediately caught my attention. Her shoulder length blonde hair highlighted her deep blue eyes.... We met in our junior year.... she walked into the class in a short mini skirt and I was mesmerized..... With each step my eyes followed her perfect legs as she guided her towards her first row seat. I am sure that the Professor initially assigned beautiful coed; my future wife in the front row. Her tight body... her shy demure innocence; all of these desirable traits immediately held me captive.

Although Kathy was very shy; almost embarrassingly so I eagerly courted the pretty young woman. We enjoyed each other's company and were very comfortable together. As time progressed we became intimate. Although she was not a virgin when I first enjoyed her many charms she was very uneasy. However.... practice makes perfect and we practiced often

I enjoyed her body... licking her small but perfect breasts.... pleased when I caused her nipples to harden to pointed little orbs of pleasure... When my tongue caressed her petals of love I enjoyed her tenseness... her sweet nectar as it flowed from her being. When I had prepared my lovemate for the pleasures of intimacy I enjoyed her total abandonment of everything conventional. When aroused my sweet Kathy lost all control of her carefully hidden sexuality. Her passion not only equaled mine but quickly surpassed my own oversexed psyche.

On the surface no one would ever suspect that my sweet; shy wife with almost doe like innocence would have hidden a smoldering sexuality that burned intense. When we were alone Kathy became a totally different person. She enjoyed sex.... hot passionate and continuous sex. She was aggressive and persistent. On more than one occasion she had wore me down and still craved more.

However, on the surface she always took a very low key and conservative appearance. Although she wore the latest fashions Kathy made sure that they were always the proper length... and only fashionably tight. But underneath.... she wore the sexiest lingerie that Victoria's Secret could provide....and only she and I knew of her indulgence.

I currently work for one of the more prestigious Law Firms in a LA suburb; and Kathy is the assistant manager of a data operating center for a large information services firm. She is very meticulous; very organized and has been promoted three times since joining the firm.

We are both in our late twenties and are enjoying the good things in life. We both come from upper middle income families and have become very comfortable with our life...

The one thing... the only thing that has seemed to ebb on our fast track journey is our sex life.... It is still good... in fact it is fantastic... but....... There are times that the two of us seem to know what is coming... and want just a little more...

This is where our adventure starts... it is probably not unique.....

Each of us has responsibilities to our employers' and we take that responsibility very seriously. If there was one instant that sparked our interest it was a party that Kathy was required to attend. Several of the Corporate Officers had arrived to inspect the operations center where Kathy works. The inspection lasted nearly a week and on the very last day the two officers were so impressed by the efficient operation they invited Kathy and her manager to supper at one of the more exclusive nightclubs. We enjoyed a fantastic dinner and then accompanied the two intriguing individuals to an upscale nightclub...

Kathy was dressed far more provocatively than usual... She wore a rather tight navy blue skirt that ended several inches above her still beautiful legs..... a white silk blouse and matching navy blazer. Mischievously she chose not to wear a bra to encase her still perfect 34B uplifted breasts reasoning that they would be protected by the blazer.... Her legs were covered by sheer nude nylons attached to the thinnest of garters..... Her perfectly trimmed mound was protected by black lace panties...

My beautiful wife normally does not drink... not even the occasional glass of wine. However on this night.. a night of victory she chose to slowly sip several glasses of red wine. By the time we arrived at the nightclub I could tell she was a little tipsy and the sight made my manhood throb. Prior experiences told me that I would be rewarded by my passionate wife when we returned from this night's activities.....

The nightclub had a small ensemble and for the most part they played slow seductive tunes.... I was surprised that when Kathy accepted the invitation to dance from one of the corporate bigwigs. As I watched her tight desireable body gracefully rise from her chair I detected a little sparkle in her blue eyes... She took the officer's large black hand and gave me a sly smile. My manhood twitched as the black man gracefully took my wife in his arms and drew her close to his chest... He was a very skilled dancer; which I am not. The two became very accustomed to each other and continuously danced while the rest of us made boring conversation.

When the two finally returned to our table they were both in need of drink.... another bottle of wine made it's way to our table and the two dancers quickly drained a glass. The black man quickly asked my wife to return to the dance floor and she readily accepted.... and then nervously looked into my face. She had an anxious look....... her eyes were uncertain of my reaction. As I smiled back at my beautiful wife she sighed a gasp of relief. Blowing me a kiss she allowed the black man to take her arm and guide her back to the dance floor. Although the other guests at the table kept my attention I tried to sneak a peek at my wife and her black companion. As the night wore on I could see my pretty wife rest her head on the black man's muscular shoulder. His arms circled her long lean form and he seemed to kiss her neck and ears during the slow grinding dances.

I could see that not only the people at my table but the other patrons were noticing the beautiful blonde and muscular black man who were now very close. As the black whispered in her ear I could see a shy smile form on her face.

The drinks continued to arrive at our table and Kathy and her dance partner returned every several dances and refilled their glasses. By the end of the evening my wife was pushing herself against the notable bulge in the black man's trousers.

When we decided to leave the corporate officer leaned over and taking my wife's hand in his large black hand kissed her lightly on the cheek and thanked her for such a delightful evening.

My wife seemed flush at the noticeable attention. Her shyness returned..... she again was embarrassed by the overt sexual energy exhibited by the black company official. She turned to me and asked that we also leave.

As we exited the nightclub my wife clung to me... As I opened the door to our car she stopped and wrapping her arms around my shoulders gave me a deep tongue kiss..... As she rubbed against my semi erect manhood I could tell that she was excited.... and ready for passion.... We kissed in the dark parking lot and would have continued our preliminary lovemaking if several patrons had not exited the nightclub.... We were suddenly silhouetted in the bright lights of a car exiting the parking lot.

As my wife slid into the passenger side of our car my eyes were treated to a large expanse of beautiful tanned thigh. I stood gawking at the upper warm thigh.... the top of her hose suddenly became visible and as I shut the door I noticed a sly smile on her pretty face. I quickly entered the vehicle and we started home where I was anticipating a night of wild and passionate sex.

As we exited the parking lot I placed my hand on my wife's ******* thigh... I let my fingers slowly creep up the inside of her thigh... with each inch I felt Kathy tense.... I felt her put her small delicate hand on mine... she tried to slow me down.... When my fingers reached the inside of her thigh where the top of her hose ended I heard her sigh... I looked into her face.... her eyes were closed and her breathing was very erratic... she was aroused...

"Please Mike...... please wait until we get home...." my wife softly pleaded....

My cock throbbed with hardness... ever since seeing my beautiful wife as she snuggled against her large black manager I was hard... the contrast was great... Her long lean frame as she was pulled ever closer to the tall muscular black man.... My mind still remembered the several times that he had let his hands fall and cradle my wife's tight little buns.. As I briefly closed my eyes I felt I was close to shooting in my shorts...... "Why was I so aroused.... at seeing my wife being openly fondled by a black man on a crowded dance floor.. Why did it so arouse me ?"

I felt my pretty wife tense as my fingers continued to gently caress her inner thigh. Her warm skin seemed to be red hot and I pushed my fingers ever deeper against her upper thighs...... When I reached the crotch of her black lace panties I felt her gasp and try vainly to stop my exploring fingers. I turned to look at my wife... her eyes closed and her head pushed back against the seat... biting her red painted lips.... "Oh.... please Mike.... stop... you don't know what you are doing to me....." she pleaded...

As she fidgeted I brushed my fingertip against the now soaked crotch of her panties.... I let them find her pretty protruding hard little clit and felt her flinch once again..... I could tell her first (?) orgasm of the night was very close... As I tried to concentrate on driving home my hand continued to play with my wife's soaked panties....

The moment we reached our home my aroused wife was all over me... she was totally aroused and as we walked through the front door she immediately unzipped my trousers and pulled my hard white cock out.... She immediately dropped to her knees and caressed my cock with her delicate hands before wrapping her red lips around my tip... Like a woman on a mission she licked the head driving me nearly insane prior to sucking my entire cock down her throat. While she was worshipping my cock her delicate hands cradled my testicles and lovingly massaged the sensitive sex organs.....

I slumped against the wall as Kathy continued to please me... to pleasure me...... Not wanting to end the intense pleasure but to reciprocate my beautiful wife I pulled her shoulders up and kissed her passionately... I then scooped my faithful young wife in my arms and carried her to our bedroom.... Once there I slowly stripped her of her clothing... Teasingly I did it very... very slowly... causing her to become even more excited with each button... each zipper.... Once I had her outer clothing finally discarded she pulled her panties off and pulled me forcefully on her.... She spread her pretty legs as she pleaded ... no she begged me to bury my cock deep into her soaked pussy. At this point both of us were beyond the point of just passionate sex.... we were both enjoying such intense arousal that we could hardly breathe..... As my cock teased her ragged flaps she gripped my shoulders and buried her nails into my back. I felt her draw blood as I bludgeoned my cock balls deep on the first thrust...falling up the intense pleasure with a continuous series of pile driving plunges... With each thrust she screamed her pleasure... with each thrust my cock got harder.. longer...

She was the first to reach the plateau....

I would not stop... I couldn't stop... I continued to pummel into her soft thrashing body..

After a few brief minutes I felt her respond again to my brutal lovemaking... As her hips started to meet my frantic plunges she reached her peak a second time.... I was still not ready to end the pleasure...

My cock felt raw and tender as I continued to thrust and thrust... and thrust into my wife's soft body...

When I felt Kathy again start to piston her tight hard body against my rigid manhood I started whispering in her ear.. softly.. but loud enough so that she could hear... and feel what I was saying.... "The black man must have got my little wife ready for me.... Did he Kathy ? Was he the one that got you wet and ready for me...."

Kathy bit her lip but continued to dig her long nails into my shoulders... I felt her wrap her long legs around my hips and she was panting; nearly hyperventilating as she met my every thrust with her own powerful counterthrust. The pleasure that she was giving me was so intense it was nearly unbearable....

I teased her again.... or was I just igniting my own fantasies ? "I seen you rub yourself against the black man.... you were making a spectacle of yourself... a pretty white wife making a wanton display of herself in a crowded upper class nightclub.... Were you trying to look like a slut Mrs. Barnes ? or were you just so aroused you couldn't help yourself when you rubbed against his big thick black cock........"

My mocking words excited her.... they excited me...

She screamed her third release as she dug her nails ever deeper into my now bleeding back.... As my cock spewed it's hot scalding sperm deep into my wife's womb she clenched her long legs even tighter.

It took several minutes for me to completely drain my aching testicles... both our hearts were beating in unison... we were both trying to suck oxygen into our depleted lungs....

Eventually....... we both relaxed our tense muscles. I kissed my beautiful Kathy on her lips.... I explored her warm sweet smelling mouth.... We had enjoyed each other fully... and were both completely satisfied.

As we recovered I rolled to my side and putting my arm under Kathy's neck and shoulders and pulled my beautiful wife to my side. She smiled and I kissed her lips once again......

Although we were exhausted we were both too sexually charged to fall off to slumber land......

My wife finally turned to me and very softly said, "You were right.... My black manager excited me...... it excited me that he was casually fondling me in front of all the other people in the club......"

Kathy's honesty was like an aphrodisiac.... she was telling me exactly what I wanted to hear......

Turning to face her pretty face I made my own confession, "Kathy..... it aroused me terribly to see you lay your face on his shoulder... to have him put his hands on your tight little buns.... I was so hard I couldn't get up..... my cock was tented against my slacks...."

It was then Kathy's turn to kiss me on my lips... the kiss was tender.. not sexual... but one of understanding.

It was at this point that we both drifted off.........

The First Step

Chapter 2

by ARC LIGHT

During the next several months I mischievously brought my beautiful wife to excruciatingly pleasurable orgasms by reminding her of her wanton display with her black manager.... She always reprimanded me... afterward her climax had subsided. She chided me... scolded me for bringing MY fantasy into their bedroom...

However each time she admonished me for my sweet soothing suggestions I teased her about her passionate response... On more than one occasion I had to search for salve to apply over the torn skin on my back.. Her passion level increased dramatically whenever I brought in not only my fantasy.... but also HER fantasy... Although she never acknowledged her participation in my sexual suggestions at interracial sex I could feel herself reach another plateau as I buried my cock deep into her clenching little hole.... Even though my deepest fantasy was to see a huge black stud conquer her I often wondered how a more well endowed man could ever enter her small tight passage.

After about four months of my suggestions of interracial coupling I brought home a local swingers magazine. We live in Indianapolis and there appears to be a rather large swing population; especially among white upper income professionals. As I met several of the owners; including the infamous Jan B I became aware that interracial swinging... or at least on the part of the wife was very commonplace. Jan had made her reputation as one of the finest amateur beauties by almost exclusively sharing her tight body with the endowed black populace of Indy.

I left the magazine where I was sure Kathy would find it and I walked in early one evening and caught her thumbing through the pages. She was terribly embarrassed about being caught looking at such a publication and I preceded to tease her which only made her mortification that much more severe.

After we had our early evening glass of wine I asked my beautiful wife if anyone had "caught" her eye.... Although I had made sure that she had more than enough wine to relax she was still very reluctant to acknowledge her excitement..... I took the magazine and started thumbing through the pictures and accompanying narrative. When I reached one that I had dwelled on in the past I felt a hardening in my trousers.... Every time... and I mean every time that I came to this particular page my cock hardened.. and I couldn't proceed... I had stroked my cock when I was alone but merely stopped and silently read the notice.... Kathy could not tell which one I had stopped at and asked if I would read the one that apparently had captured my imagination..... I slowly started to read......

"Dominant Black Master available for Submissive White Professional Couple... Wife must be tight... attractive and willing to perform any and all assigned tasks... Husband may after appropriate training be allowed to watch... Phonies Need Not Apply.... Training is Severe and Couple will Become Property of Black Master."

I looked down at my seated wife and she was nervously fidgeting and biting her lower lip... She had an intense gleam in her eyes and I could tell her nipples were hard and ready.... Her dainty hand had fallen to the front of her short skirt and was gently rubbing her mound....

Knowing that Kathy was excited I extended my arm and showed her the picture accompanying the narrative. I heard her gasp as she looked into the stern black face.... "Master Tyrone" was a mammoth giant... nearly a freak.. He was a professional body builder and his huge bare chest and arms reflected a lifetime of devotion to his hobby... Her upper arms were larger than my thighs... his chest was a solid block of black granite.... his stomach was a rippled accordion of muscle.. His uncovered upper thighs was a solid mass of muscle....

I could sense when Kathy focused on his crotch... Although he wore a pair of bikini trunks his manhood had so stretched the material it appeared to contain a cock that should have more correctly hung below a small donkey.... Kathy was noticeably nervous... anxious...

With her eyes riveted to the picture and narrative I slowly walked around the sofa where she was seated... she fidgeted nervously but did not seem to notice my presence until she felt my searching fingers on her blouse... I captured her hard little nipples and gently squeezed... the nipples responded instantly but her eyes remain focused on the picture of the smirking black giant. "Spread your legs and play with yourself," I gently suggested.

Without hesitation my wife slowly spread her pretty legs and dropped her delicate hand to hem of her short dress.... she pulled the dress up very slowly lifting her hips when it became taunt.. As I rolled her sensitive hard nipples between my finger and thumb she slowly rubbed the outside of her tight panties... she pulled the legs together and the silk wedged between her now swollen lips.. Gently she rubbed her now oily little clit... it reached out for her fingers. She gasped as she felt her sex....

"Wouldn't you like to call the black beast... wouldn't you like to be on her knees before his large monster...?" I asked my pretty wife.

She didn't answer.... her eyes were closed and her breathing heavy...

As her passion rose her hands moved faster and faster...

"Look at the black bastard.... look at his monster cock... wouldn't you like to have him control you... wouldn't you love to spread your legs and enjoy his manhood... just once ?" I continued to tease. My cock was hard now.... my teasing little suggestions to my wife had made me hard.... I felt my pre cum soak my underpants...

I heard Kathy moan.... as she writhed about stroking her passionate little hole.. she had three of her fingers buried in her slit while her other hand made love to her protruding hard clit.

With my other hand I unzipped my pants letting my hard cock flop out... the precum flipped to my wife's face... she turned slightly as she felt the wetness on her cheek. Seductively she opened her eyes and then leaned forward and wrapped her sweet lips around the head of my cock... I was straining because of the hardness... Her warm wet lips almost me cum....

Kathy was lifting her hips as she frantically raced to her release....

"You want his black cock don't you; you little pussy slut.....?" I mocked.

"Oh God.... Yes .... Yes you bastard I want Tyrone's Black cock....." she screamed...

I put my hands around behind her head and pulled my manhood deep into her throat....

I felt my pretty wife shudder as I exploded... spewing my scalding cum down her throat... she swallowed all I could give as I sensed her release... her delicate hands slowly stopped... and she sank back on the sofa. She like me had reached the plateau and now it was time to rest.

When we recovered I carried her to our bed and made passionate love for the balance of the night. We both slept peacefully and it was nearly 10:00 AM before either of us stirred. I reached over and brought her hard tight body next to mine.. I enjoyed her warmness... her shy seductive eyes... her pretty little freckled nose.... We made love in the morning... with a cool breeze blowing across our love nurtured bodies.

Later.......

We were both anxious... nervous... the balance of the morning...

I showered first and while Kathy was soaking her tired but satisfied body I made my way downstairs to start the coffee and retrieve the paper...

When she was scrubbed clean and powdered she pulled on one of my white dress shirts... With only my shirt she came down the long staircase and joined me on the sofa. I looked up and drank in her beauty... her pretty blue eyes... her long blonde hair careening to her shoulders.... her long proportioned tanned legs that she curled up under her tight little buns of steel... I usually grew hard whenever she was near... I could see her firm 34B breasts as they pressed against the white cotton shirt....

She took the cup of coffee that I had poured her.... As she started to sip she noticed the swingers magazine on the cushion. It was still turned to the page that made us both ready the evening before.... and now it was opened to the same smirking black face. The face was taunting us.... taunting us to call the number listed below his arrogant add.. We both seemed to notice the book at the same time... Her eyes met mine.. She couldn't speak.

"Do you want me to call ?" I simply asked...

I could tell by my wife's intense stare what her answer was....even if she couldn't speak....

With my wife snuggling against my hard body I reached over and pushed the auto line on the speaker phone.... immediately the dial tone blared throughout the quiet living room.. I slowly pushed the numbers.... When the connection was made we both looked into each other's eyes.... I looked into Kathy's blue eyes and could feel her nervous excitement.

Suddenly a deep male voice answered, "Speak !" was the simple statement.

I started to speak and felt my throat go dry... "Ah.... ah... my wife and I seen your add in the Indy Swingers Journal..."

There was nearly a minute of silence.......

"Is your wife with you ?" the deep voice asked.

With trembling voice I answered, "Yes..."

"You will answer me as "Master" Do not forget this transgression again......" the deep voice commanded.

I swallowed hard trying to extinguish my anxiety.. "Yes, Master," I spoke with trembling voice.

"I take it that you want me to fuck your precious little white wife with my big black cock... Is that what you want me to do ?" the deep voice asked.

Nervously I looked at Kathy.. she was shivering... she had a strange look on her face.

I turned to face the speaker phone..... but I couldn't speak....

There was deadening silence on the other end of the line.. I like Kathy was trembling.. I couldn't tell if it was excitement... fear ? or just the simple question that the black master had asked me. I quickly inventoried my mind..... "Did I want a huge black man to cram his oversized cock into my pretty little wife ?" The answer was....... ?

It was hard to tell the seconds... or the minutes that elapsed... But finally the answer formed in my mind..... "Yes... I want you to," I softly spoke into the speaker phone.

After the words had escaped my lips I quickly added the subservient title, "Master..."

Again silence....

"Is your wife good... is she tight ?"

I was looking at my pretty wife.... "Yes... Kathy is good in bed.. she is .... very tight... Master...."

The tension in the room was unbearable... Kathy's lean body was shivering... but I could see her nipples.. they were hard and she was breathing very slowly.. very labored.

"Are you tight little tramp ?" came the deep booming voice.

Kathy hesitated. And then after a pregnant pause softly answered, "I will please you .......Master...." Her acknowledgment of the black man as a master came much easier than mine had.

There was hesitation on the other end of the end....

"I am demand total obedience... total submission.... total servitude.... Are you both willing to serve me... serve me in whatever manner I choose ?" asked the black master...

Kathy and I looked at each other. We were both nervous.... anxious about the position we now found ourselves in. I was the first to speak..."Yes... we are Master.."

"And your wife ?" came the booming voice.

My beautiful wife's lips were trembling... she was embarrassed by the conversation and the underlying sexual submission that was expected of both of us... And then she softly complied....."Yes Master...."

"The two of you easily comply.... in the sanctuary of your home.. In the coming days and weeks you will be tested; tested severely on the oath that you have just taken... I am not one to be toyed with; and I am not one to be used to merely breed your little tramp.... I will use her; and I may allow you to watch; but first and foremost the little tramp is mine.... She will be trained on how to please me... and she will be trained severely.... You may wish that you did not so willingly give yourselves to me for my pleasure. Tomorrow I want the tramp to purchase a ankle bracelet at Giganti's.. my private jewelers. She will have it engraved.... I will call her tomorrow to insure that she has complied with the first step of her surrender...."

The line went dead and the dull tone echoed throughout the large living room...... I looked at Kathy... her eyes were bright and I could tell she was excited. I leaned over and ran my hand up the inside of her thigh... I brushed the tails of my shirt aside and let my hand rest against her lightly trimmed bush... As she stared at my hand under the tails of the dress shirt I separated her flaps and inserted my finger.... her passionate little slit was sopping.... We made passionate love on that warm day..... Our adventure was about to start......

Before Kathy went to work she stopped off at Giganti's and picked out a gold ankle bracelet...

"Do you wish to have the piece engraved ?" asked the smiling sales clerk.

The simple question embarrassed my wife... She thought for several minutes before she finally answered. "Yes... Please engrave the flat with.... Tyrone's Property.."

The sales clerk looked up with a smirk on his face.. "Yes... I guess that would be appropriate for you.... wouldn't it?"

The smirk.. and the simple comment made Kathy feel very self conscious.

"If you will take a seat I will have one of our engraver's complete the piece while you wait.. You can then wear it to work. I am sure that your co-workers will enjoy such a pretty ornament on your ankle... It will surely garner a great deal of attention on such a pretty ankle," added the clerk. The smirk had turned to a full face smile making my wife even more self conscious.

Kathy walked to the padded chairs and gracefully sit down to wait for the first symbol of her surrender. As she sit quietly she noticed several of the clerks point to where she was sitting and quietly laugh.... She felt that everyone seemed to know..... she felt herself blush.

After what seemed an eternity the clerk returned and walked in front of the counter. Without hesitating he dropped to one knee and raised Kathy's dainty foot... As his eyes traveled up her pretty leg she could sense her embarrassment.. Very delicately he unclasped the bracelet and wrapped it around her dainty ankle. He clasp the symbol of her surrender and then looked into her pretty blue eyes. "Tyrone will be pleased.... "