My First ********

I was raised to be a proper lady. I was sent to finishing school in Switzerland and my marriage to my husband was arranged by my parents. I really knew very little about him, except he came from a titled family. It was considered a good match. We were married in his parish chapel by the bishop of that region. Everything seemed fine.

Being a new bride and unaccustomed, I followed my husband's lead. My husband seemed a bit nervous, but my own nervousness made me unaware anything might be amiss. We were after all a new couple and had little experience. Truth be told I had none, but he made love to me and seemed quite satisfied.

The following day we flew to Grand Bahama, where my husband's uncle had a home lent to us for our honeymoon. The servants there seemed well trained so there was little for me to do. I felt a bit intimidated for while properly raised my family was not in any way wealthy. We had a single charwoman and no personal maids.

In the morning after breakfast, my husband said we would go to the beach and then would go sailing. He told me to change to bathing attire.

My maid was a comely young girl who seemed most pleasant. I had never before been near a black person, but she seemed very cheerful and most eager to please. When I told her I needed bathing attire, she pointed to the bed where I could see only what looked like two very small scraps of cloth. I was quite sure there must be more, but she informed me she had been instructed to dress me in this.

I felt most shy as she removed my clothing. Besides my sister, mother and physician, I had never been nude in front of another, except a few school mates. She looked directly at my privates and asked if I did not want her to make me more suitable. I did not understand her request, but not wishing to look ignorant, told her by all means, please do.

She led me to the washroom and shaved my privates smooth and clean. I tried to act as if this were totally natural, but found myself quaking a bit and most aroused. When she had finished, she applied some cream. Her fingers and that she was looking most carefully at my sex only made my state of arousal worse.

She then asked, "Would Madame like me to check?" I did not understand again, but told her by all means, thinking this was the correct thing to say and was surprised when she placed her mouth upon my sex and used her tongue to see that I was thoroughly clean. I must confess it was a delightful feeling and wished she would continue, but she pulled back and took the razor and drew it very close to my inner cleft. She then checked me again.

I lost all sensibility and feared I might lose consciousness, when she stopped again. She led me back to the bed and dressed me in my swim attire and tied a rather transparent cover around my hips. I felt most naked and sure there must be more to my outfit, but apparently I was mistaken.

I followed her to the veranda where my husband was awaiting with the butler and four other of the staff. I felt a jolt in my belly, as the men turned to my approach. I could see their eyes move over me and I felt quite helpless. The butler gave his headman instructions and we proceeded down the staircase to the beach without incident.

They set a small table and lounge chairs for us. There was a small basket of incidentals for our needs with ice and drinks and a wonderful variety or fruits and small snacks. One of the men took out a bottle or oil and asked my husband should he apply it, as the sun would burn us easily. My husband told him of course and lay down with his eyes closed.

One of the men placed a large thick towel upon my chair and I too lay down on my stomach. Please remember, I had never been touched by another except for so schoolgirl incidents, and certainly not by a man. So I found myself rather tense as the large black began to apply the oil to my legs.

He mentioned I seemed rather tense and my husband told him and another of the men to give me a massage. The two began to rub me with their large strong hands. This and the heat of the day made me feel most drowsy. I was still a bit aroused and their hands on my naked flesh only added to my state. A man was rubbing oil on my husband who seemed quite content to submit to his ministrations.

I felt one man began to rub my exposed bottom and his fingers reached between my legs and came quite close to my rather damp cleft. The other man was rubbing my back and I felt my legs seem to part slightly. I assume the man took this as a sign to touch me rather more. I looked to see if my husband would not object but he made no sign.

I felt a large digit slide down into my cleft and gently probe into me. I bit down on my lip to stop myself from making a spectacle of myself. His finger probed me a few more times and then moved to the other side of me. He again reached between my legs and I must confess, I opened myself a bit more to allow him easier access. He probed quite a bit deeper this time and a felt my entire body quiver. I managed to stifle a moan as he pushed a second finger in beside the first. The man rubbing my back had untied the string across my back and at my neck, as he worked my shoulders and my sides.

I could only imagine what I looked like. Certainly, I felt as if my privates were still exposed after the man removed his fingers from me, but I felt I could not move for fear of exposing my breasts.

My husband rolled onto his back. I could see he too was aroused, but he let his man massage him and I could hear his breathing deepen. The men massaging me, rolled me to my back and began to apply oil to my face and neck. They began to rub my shoulders and upper chest and I felt on man lift my upper suit over my head leaving me completely exposed. The men massaged my breasts quite openly and managed to pinch at my nipples making them tighten and ache. They then each started on my legs, pressing into my feet and loosening the tension I had been totally unaware of. However as they worked up my legs, I could feel them gently open me.

As they reached my upper thighs, there fingers again pressed into me, but soon move to the outside along my hips. I felt the strings on either side come loose, as they pulled down my small scrap of a triangle. They lost no time in covering my mound with oil and then began to probe, first one then the other. They seemed so confident and my arousal must have been evident.

I turned my head to see if my husband would not say something and was shocked to see his suit was pulled down and his man had taken him in his mouth. To see the man's thick black lips on my husband seemed so very erotic. I could not tear my eyes away.

By this time my legs were quite splayed. I became aware one of the men was above me. The swollen head of his huge erection was being placed at my opening. I looked up into his eyes and saw his strong white eyes inside his dark black face. There was a raw animal dominance to him and I felt myself naturally submit. As he pushed into me, I felt myself being stretched wide. There was no way to stifle the moan which came from deep in my chest. I felt my husband's hand close over mine and from a distance heard him tell me to be a good girl.

I felt the man reach the depth of me and looked down to see there was still a full two inches of him yet in me. I looked up fearfully, sure he would tear me apart and saw his white teeth in his cruel smile, as he withdrew slowly and pushed even farther back in. There was a pain deep within me, but an ache to feel the full force of him taking me and making me submit. each time he thrust and more of him went into me until I could looked down and see the full length of him slide in and his bone press against mine.

I do not know how long this went on, for I lost all sensibility, there was only his thick black pole and my small pink slit stretched wide. I looked up to his face aching to see if I pleased him and for his tender feelings, only to see his commanding look as his thrusts became ever more forceful. Then there was a glazing of his eyes and I could feel him swell even more. His hips jerked violently as I felt him twitch inside me and he loosed his manly seed into my most intimate place.

I looked to my husband, only to find his man had turned him to his stomach and was pushing in and out of his bottom as a second man used his mouth with equal vigor.

Before I could have a sensible thought, the second man, larger than the first thrust into me with a force that took my breath and my will away. As I looked into his face, I could only feel my complete and utter submission to him.

My life as a Lady of the Realm had only just begun.