It was a beautiful fall morning as I pack my belongings and set off upon a journey into the wild wilderness that covered the stunning countryside like a warm blanket upon a comfortable featherbed.
I bask in nature's infinite beauty as I gaze upon what seems to be an endless supply and variety of plants, trees, flowers and animals while gradually meandering deeper and deeper into the wooded countryside and briefly refreshing myself in an occasional stream that I encounter. Eventually, the warm and inviting rays of the setting sun begin to recede below the horizon as I promptly decide to head back to camp.
I gradually hike back toward my camp and suddenly realize that I had lost my way because my surroundings did not match the maps that I had brought. Therefore, I continue wandering around the uncharted territory until I could find a familiar area that did match somewhere on my map.
Soon, I begin to smell the aroma of burning wood. Puzzled, because it did not seem like there was any forest fire, I decide to follow the scent to see where it lead me. The smell strengthened, as I grew closer to a bank of trees that had smoke rising above them in the distance.
I come upon the bank of trees and find an old rustic log cabin that seemed recently renovated. I politely knock upon the door and after a few moments, a stunning and shapely full figured woman with long golden blond hair and beautiful brown eyes opens the door and greets me with a friendly smile. I formally introduce myself and ask if she could kindly assist me in finding my way back.
She invites me inside and mentions that it is too dark to do much of anything and we can set off first thing in the morning. She introduces herself as Margie while offering me a hot meal and something to drink. I humbly accept her gracious hospitality and sit at her meticulously carved dining table made from cedar trees.
After serving a meal that even a grizzly bear would have trouble eating, Margie sits across from me and intently observes my every movement as we converse about our life stories and become acquainted with each other while I gradually devour her delectable condiments.
After a very fulfilling meal, we sit upon an exquisite, bear design couch that featured bear claws at the end of each armrest that was in front of a raging fireplace located in the living room while my overstuffed stomach begins to settle down
Our pleasant conversation deepens with every moment as a starry twinkling gradually appears in her eyes and a slightly devilish smile forms upon her lips. I crack a smile and wonder what she was thinking or planning on doing. She rises, takes my hand and says, "Let me show you something."
She leads me to the rear of the cabin to where upon a deck appeared a Jacuzzi with hot bubbling water. With raised eyebrow and an even more devilish smile she asks, "Care to join me?"
In a cautionary tone of voice, I warn her that I have not brought my bathing suit with me. She replies, "So, is that a problem?" Therefore, I hurriedly undress and slowly step into the Jacuzzi as the hot, bubbling water immerses me up to my waist.
She seductively says, "I'll be back momentarily" while winking and heads back into the cabin. Minutes later, she returns with two glasses of wine and donned only a silky, black robe that gently cascaded over her voluptuous body like frigid water falling from an exotic waterfall.
She hands me our wine, gently unties her robe and then slowly removes it as it drops to the floor while my eyes go cross-eyed and my mouth waters as I gaze upon her goddess-like nakedness.
She enters the Jacuzzi and sits next to me as we begin to slowly consume our wine and gaze into the clear, moonlit night while attempting to count every star in the sky as clouds begin slowly moving in. Margie gently rests her head upon my shoulder as she gently wraps one arm around me and I slowly comb my fingers through her silky soft hair.
Suddenly, she places our empty glasses upon the deck, lustfully gazes into my eyes and then straddles me and begins passionately kissing my lips while slowly running her hands all over my chest and torso. Occasionally rubbing my budding nipples with her fingertips and gently pinching them.
Somewhat shocked but unwilling to impede with her sensual actions, I let her continue while my manhood gradually stiffens as her soft, velvety vulva brushes up and down my hardening shaft.
She continues with her sensual kissing even though I begin to feel the cold speckles of snowflakes upon my naked skin in the chilly night air. She slowly moves down my neck and all across my muscular chest while paying particular attention to my ripening nipples as she licks around, flicks the tips with the tip of her tongue and then suckles while gently tugging with her teeth.
With an animalistic look in her eyes, she takes my hand and leads me into the cabin to where we enter her "lioness's lair" that is exquisitely decorated with a variety of lion, tiger, and cheetah memorabilia.
She turns down the leopard design blankets and motions me to enter. After entering, she straddles me and begins passionately French kissing my lips. As she kisses me, she raises my hands over my head and handcuffs them as she grasps the handcuffs from behind the headboard. She seductively growls and bites as if to say, "Your mine now!", then begins sensually devouring me like a newly fallen prey.
