FANTASY#1


MOTORCYCLE RIDE OF SEDUCTION


I was riding my motorcycle along a dark and lonely stretch of country road. It was night, the sun had set and the air was crisp, but it was very peaceful. The kind of peace a soul cries for at times, and I found that that was one of those times. I needed to gather my thoughts and my emotions from a very hard day at work. The accidents that had happened that day involved little children and they hurt my soul and I needed to compose myself, to understand why I continued to do what I did and if I wanted to continue to do it. The night had surrounded me and I was cruising and enjoying it.
In the distance I saw a flash of light, as if the moon had reflected off something shiny, but it was not on the ground, it was in the air about 5 feet about the ground. I slowed my bike and gradually turned to the reflection. There tied to a tree was a very beautiful woman, completely nude and her hands were tied over her head. I brought my bike to a stop and rested it on it's stand and climbed off; I didn't remove my helmet but walked over to her. I looked around for some indication of what had happened. There was nothing out of the ordinary except for the woman.
I walked up to her and slowly lifted her head so I could look into her eyes and see if she was all right. She was breathing but I could tell she had a chill, and she was frightened. I slowly removed my jacket and untied her hands. I put my jacket around her and led her over to my bike. Once there I had her sit while I looked around for her clothing or something to put on her. There was nothing.
Baffled I got her to sit properly on the seat. I climbed on the bike and started the engine. I was on my way to a small cabin I had rented in the woods to get away from it all. Since the woman had not talked yet and the nearest town was a good distance away I decided to take her to the cabin. I could get some clothes and talk to her there.
The feel of the engine between my legs was wonderful. The power and solitude of being in control of the bike was what made it the perfect instrument for me. I liked the feel of it.
The woman put her arms around me and leaned her head on my back. I enjoyed the feel of her against me, and that was something new for me. She had interrupted my need for privacy but I didn't seem to mind, and that was new for me to. The cabin was not that far away or maybe it just seemed to be closer than it was.
We pulled up onto a dirt road and were quickly at the cabin. I stopped the bike near the porch and climbed off. The woman still had not said a word or looked at her surrounding. I concluded that she was in shock and wondered if I should just take her to the nearest hospital. But she looked so defenseless, nude and all, I decided to wait until morning. I helped her off and led her inside the cabin. I quickly lit the lamp and soon the room had a soft glow to it.
I took her hand and gestured for her to sit. I started a fire and quickly the room started to warm up. She looked around finally and seemed to see me for the first time and smiled. When it reached her eyes it was astonishing, her whole face lit up for a moment and my breath caught in my chest and I was knocked for a loop at her undeniable beauty. I walked over to her and asked her name, but she shook her head and still didn't talk to me. I asked her if she would like a shower or bath and she nodded. I took her to the bathroom and started a bath for her. A gentle touch of bubble bath and soon she was in the tub. I figured she would warm up faster with a warm bath while the room warmed up more.
I backed out and slowly shut the door. I leaned my forehead against the wall and realize I had been holding my breath all this time. I gasped for air and shook my head as if to clear it. I thought that I needed to get some clothes for her to put on and quickly, so I could begin to think clearly again. I went to the bedroom and looked for something for her to sleep in. I found a large oversize shirt. I normally slept in the nude so I didn't have a nightgown or pjs for her to wear. I got a towel and the shirt and a pair of panties and returned to the bathroom. I knocked on the door and entered. I still have not heard a sound from her. She was sitting there covered with bubbles and she had her eyes closed. I walked softly over to the tub and she felt me because I had not made a sound. She opened her eyes and saw me staring at her. She was beautiful. I had not seen another woman as pretty as she was. She had long red hair that sparkled in the firelight from the other room. Green eyes that I bet danced when she laughed and burned green fire when aroused.
I quickly turned those thoughts away. I motioned for her to stand so I could help her out of the tub. She did and I noticed that her body was perfect. I couldn't see a flaw or mark of any kind. I took her hand and helped her out of the tub. I bent down and pulled the stopper and looked up at her. She was just standing there in the firelight and I couldn't breathe. She was beautiful; there wasn't another word that could describe her. I grabbed the towel and quickly covered her with it. I led her back into the other room and took her to the bedroom. There I helped her put on the shirt and gestured her to get into the bed and lay down. She did and I covered her with the blanket and turned to leave. I took a step and heard a soft moan and turned back to her.
She was watching me intently and I shook my head again. I asked her if there was anything I could get her and she said softly, "I would like a glass of water please, my throat is very dry." I nodded my head and went into the area off the living room and got a glass of cool water. I returned with it and as I handed it to her she smiled at me, I melted again. I couldn't understand my reaction to this woman. This was very new for me. Not the sexual attraction to a woman, because I am greatly attracted to woman. I am a lesbian, and love looking at pretty woman. I had never lost complete control of my emotions like this before. I was thinking unclear and that was not in my character, what was it about her that I acted this way. She took the glass from my hand and took a sip or two and then I took the glass back and set it upon the table and turned to leave but she grabbed my hand and held me there. I turned to her and she could see the question in my eyes. What?
I was lost, as she lifted the corner of the blanket and gestured me inside with her. I joined her, because the thought of never getting in bed with her never entered my head. I slowly laid down and she covered me with the blanket and then she leaned over and kissed me. Her lips burned against mine. Her tongue set my soul on fire. That had to be the most powerful moment in my life. I returned the kiss and I quickly took it over. I turned her and placed myself on top of her. She ran her hands up my back and under my shirt. I could feel the heat for her fingers as they caressed me. I quickly removed my shirt and then kissed her again. She tasted like honey, all soft and sweet. I traced the outline of her lips with my tongue and forced my way into her mouth again. There, our tongues started a duel for power, that is the only way I could describe it. They fought each other and soon she was inside my mouth. I slide my fingers down over her chest until I reached the buttons on her top and undid them, one by one until I could open the shirt and look upon her breasts. They were exquisite, perfect mounds of flesh with hard erect nipples. I cupped one breast and gently rubbed my thumb over it and felt the nipple harden some more. I looked in her eyes and as I suspected, green eyes that burn with desire. I was lost in them.
I kissed her again with more passion and forced my tongue into her mouth again, and moaning I increased the force of the kiss. I squeezed the nipple and felt her jerk against me. She was feeling the passion now too. I released her lips and moved my mouth down to her nipple. There I flicked my tongue over the harden orb and began to suck and kiss her breasts, first one and then the other. I felt her squirm against me and I knew that she was very excited and I knew that she was very hot and wet.
I slide my hand down over her belly and I heard her gasp for air and hold it. She was waiting for me to move my hand lower. I did but very slowly. I wanted to draw the moment out. I finally reached her clit and she was now breathing very hard and I could feel her throbbing pussy convulse against my hand. She was so in need of this and I was wondering why. She was very beautiful. So why me and why now. But the questions, I didn't consider then, maybe later. For then I only wanted to make love to this woman.
I rubbed my thumb against her clit and teased her; she squirmed against my hand and was anxiously trying to get me to enter her. I moved my fingers to her opening and inserted one and then another inside of her. She jerked beneath me and I could tell that soon she would cum and I wanted to taste it very badly. I lowered myself and positioned my head over her clit. Looking up at her I could see that she didn't see anything, she was only feeling, that moment and that emotion was all that mattered to her.
I flicked my tongue over her clit and gently caressed it and she jerked with spasms as the electric shock of desire and passion ran through her. She grabbed my head and held me still while she caught her breath. I continued to work my tongue and fingers on her until I felt her release and relax. It was so complete. I could feel the strain of the moment disappear as she yelled out in sheer joy. She had climaxed and so powerful that I was amazed at her. I conclude that it was because of the tension she has been through. Whatever had happened to her earlier, my saving her and then the desire she must have noticed in my eyes.
She quickly finished and she pulled me up to her and kissed me so sweetly that it took me to heaven right then and there. That simple act of kissing me had also finished me. There was no more burning desire, or passion inside of me. I was spent and she didn't even touch me, just kissed me like that. I fell back upon the pillow and wondered how she could affect me so dramatically. She had just made me the most satisfied woman around and she only kissed me.
I closed my eyes and quickly fall into a peaceful sleep. I was more tired and exhausted then I thought. I felt safe and protected and they were emotions that I created for myself, but this woman has done that for me, that night, and again I didn't know how.
When I awoke the next morning, I turned to reach for her but she was gone. I jumped from the bed and quickly ran to the other room and she was gone. There wasn't a sign of her at all. Even the bathroom was clean and there were no towels or shirt or anything. I shook my head and wondered if I had dreamt it all. I could not fathom that I had. The feelings and emotions were too strong and too real to be a dream. I sat at the table and tried to remember the night, all of the actions and feelings but I still could not imagine that this was a dream.
I had a cup of tea and tried to function as normally as possible but still it was incredible to me that I must have dreamt it. I went out to the bike to drive to town so I could get some supplies and there on my bike was a single red rose, stuck into the handle bar for me too see. I looked around and couldn't see any roses and wondered where she got it. I knew that it was not a dream but some gift that had been bestowed upon me for some reason and being the type of person I was, I simply accepted it and smiled to myself with wonder. That was a question I never got an answer to but I accepted the gift without question, but I also never forgot that night either.

BY LEE C. © 4/1/1999.



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