Im's New Life

I was feeling more and more at ease with Kelly and automatically slipped my hand through her arm as we walked through the parking lot. The leash even gave me a thrill. I wondered what kind of car she drove. At least I thought a car would be our destination. Imagine my surprise when she stopped beside a motorcycle, looked at me and said, "Here is your taxi madam."

"Oh, my gawd! This motorcycle isn't really yours, is it? I exclaimed.

"You bet it is! Ever ride one?" I shook my head. "Just for information, though, it's not just a motorcycle. It's a HOG!"

"A hog? I don't understand." I replied quizzically.

"Yes, dear, it is a Hog. It is the ultimate motorcycle, in my opinion. Obviously, my naive little friend doesn't know that Harley Davidson Motorcycles are known as Hogs. It's really an acronym for 'Harley Owners Group.'" I had to admit my total ignorance of the subject but liked the name.

Kelly opened a saddlebag, tossed me the helmet she removed and said, "Put this on and climb aboard. I'll give you a little ride around town before we go home."

"But... I'm wearing a skirt."

"Don't worry. Just don't sit on it, though. I want that bare butt gracing my leather seat. Just put your arms around me and hang on." She laughed as I jumped and mewed when my flesh met the cold leather.

As we started down the street, I quickly felt the wind against my bare skin I realized that the air currents were causing my dress to lift. I alternately pulled my arms back doing my best to hold it down. Kelly turned her head and yelled, "You need to hold on tightly, Kim. I don't want you to fall off." Her warning did not deter me. I guess I figured falling off was a lesser fate than exposing my naked ass. Suddenly she pulled to the side of the road, stopped, and reached back into the saddlebag. At her insistence, I put my arms around her waist again. She grabbed my wrists. And before I realized what was happening, she had handcuffed my hands in front of her. "There," she commented, "this isn't the safest way to ride, but it's a hell of a lot safer than having you fidget so much trying to protect your modesty. I moved closer to her.

She drove around at a modest speed, showing me the sights of the town, since I had not seen much yet, normally traveling only from my hotel to work and back. The wind did force my skirt to climb up my legs, baring them nearly to my naked crotch and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. At least I was close enough to her that it might not be noticeable. I still worried about the sides and back.

"Kelly?" I yelled after about half an hour.

"Yes, Kim."

"I hate to be a pest, but I should have gone to the girl's room before we left Lisa's. I didn't because I thought we were going straight to your house. I think the vibration of your bike might have speeded things up a bit. Now I really need to go. Could you stop at a fast food restaurant or a service station, please?"

She did not reply, but soon turned into a deserted parking lot, parked the bike and opened one of the cuffs. We got off and she said, "OK, you can relieve yourself now."

"Where, I don't see a restroom?"

"You don't need a restroom. Just go in the grass over there. I'll wait."

"Ah, on second thought, I can probably hold it until we get to your house."

"Nothing doing! I stopped here just for you and we're not leaving until you finish pissing."

"Oh, what the hell," I thought. "There's no one else around. It's a new adventure." As I turned and started walking towards the grassy area that she had indicated, she started laughing and said, "Come on back, Kim. I was just kidding. My house is just down the block. I'm just testing your limits." After I expelled the breath I was holding, she added, "You should know that you will be trying it sometime, though."

"You're still teasing me, aren't you?"

Her reply was a deep, passionate kiss and hug. Had she been a guy, I would have classified it as a true toe-curling kiss. Hell, it was a toe-curling kiss regardless of the sex of my paramour. I felt my clit twitch again from the sensations that surged through my body.

When she broke the embrace, she removed the other handcuff and said, "We won't need these until we get home. I think you now know exactly how and where I want your hands when riding my bike." I quickly put my arms around her to hold on as she gunned the Hog.

We entered her garage two minutes later. She literally pulled me into the house with the leash and pushed me against the wall next to the door. Entwining her fingers in mine, she raised my arms above my head and pressed her body tightly against me. Her lips pressed hard against mine in another passionate kiss then retreated only to move down and begin sucking my hard nipple through the thin material of my blouse. There is no doubt in my mind that the sexual expletives emanating from my mouth at that moment gave her impetus to continue for she quickly grasped the hem of the blouse and pushed it up to my neck. I, in turn, instinctively pulled her head against me and moaned as she bit and sucked the bare, distended bud.

In what seemed like one fluid motion, my newfound friend stood up, pressed her body against mine again, raised the back of my skirt, and grasped my naked ass to pull my hips up and against her. When her lips met mine, I moaned once more and wrapped a leg around the back of hers.

Suddenly her tongue attempted to penetrate my mouth. With the back of my head against the wall, I could not retreat. In what was an automatic reaction my whole body stiffened, and I locked my lips and teeth together while moving my head back and forth. Kelly pulled her head back and stared into my eyes. "What's wrong, Kim. Haven't you ever French kissed someone before?"

A tear formed as I tried to explain that a date in high school had pushed a little too far during some passionate kissing in his car. He had slipped his hand under my skirt and was trying to pull my panties down as our passions increased. I knew that I had to stop, or things would go farther than I wanted. When he started thrusting his tongue into my mouth, I started to fight him off. Nearly raping me, he ripped some of my clothes before coming to his senses. Since then, every attempt a guy has made to French me has reminded me of that event. "I know that is silly, but I can't seem to help it." Then I said, "Maybe if I had yielded to that small act with Jeff, he wouldn't have cheated on me."

Kelly laid her hands on the side of my face and said, "Oh Kim, I'm so sorry. I know what it is like to have gremlins in one's life. You are not silly for reacting that way. Look, I am not a guy and I do not have a dick between my legs. I'm not going to rape you either. As far as Jeff goes, it should not have mattered to him. A true lover would be patient and wait until you are ready. Just relax and let me show you how much pleasure it can be with a woman." She removed the leash from my collar and tossed it aside.

I watched as the tip of her wet tongue as it barely exited her mouth and slowly moved over her lips several times until they glistened with her saliva. She then wet my lips in the same manner but did not attempt to penetrate them. I didn't resist her touch. In fact, I liked it. "Ok, Kim. It's your turn. Wet my lips with your tongue." My resistance lessened as I obeyed. "Now I want you to stick your tongue out as far as you can." When I did, she captured the tip lightly between her lips for a second then pulled back, keeping her lips tight until they slipped free. She did this repeatedly, sucking a little more of my tongue into her mouth each time, then pulled back, letting it slowly slip out from her lips. I raised my arms to hold her, but she pushed them back down to my side. I realized that the only parts of our bodies that were still touching were her lips and my tongue which was exactly what she wanted. During the next trip she sucked my tongue into her mouth until our lips touched but only for a second. Once again, she slowly pulled back while continuing to suck. It was if she was slowly fucking my tongue with her lips.

After what seemed like a dozen times that her lips slipped off the tip of my tongue, she said, "It's your turn, Kim. Do you think you can do the same thing to me?" Wanting to try, I could only nod. "Just use your lips to caress my tongue. Try to not move your tongue while mine is your mouth." I hadn't even noticed that she had not moved her tongue against mine. "Now, did that bother you?" she asked after I finished. Words would not come. I simply shook my head. "Ok, remember how you sucked the cheesecake from my finger at Lisa's?" I nodded. "Well, imagine my tongue is coated with cheesecake and amaretto. Clean it off." I did not hesitate any longer. She offered her oral muscle and, with lips locked, I sucked it into my mouth. I moaned as our tongues suddenly started a sensual dance that seemed to last forever. I felt the passion within me start to build to a crescendo, like a dam about to burst. I turned my head slightly and opened my mouth more to accommodate her plunging tongue that now seemed to be fucking my throat. Not quite understanding what was happening to me, I could not believe I was suddenly wondering what it would be like to have her tongue between my legs. I threw my arms around her neck. This time she didn't push them back down.

Kelly broke the embrace first. "Whoa, Pilgrim!" I laughed at her John Wayne imitation. It reminded me of Holly Hunter in the movie "Always." "Damn, girl, you are a quick learner and a fast mover. I know we're going to enjoy one another. However, right this minute, we are moving a little faster than I want. We need to slow down before I push you down on the floor and take you right here in the hall. However, I admit that wouldn't be all bad either. I want you, but we are going to do it my way, at my pace. Don't forget who is the dominant one here. Besides, I seem to remember you had a little problem earlier. Do you still have to go?"

"Oh, gawd, yes! I forgot!"

"First thing first, though. I have waited long enough. I want to see the rest of you, doll. Strip!" Even though my chest was already exposed, I couldn't believe what she was telling me to do. On one hand, I wanted to, yet, again, my modesty held me back. I have never done anything like this before. I stared at her while her eyes stood firm, as if they alone were ordering me to remove my clothes. My resistance faded like a small sapling bending in the wind. I knew one thing: I unequivocally wanted to please this awesome woman standing in front of me. She wanted me naked and, deep down, I wanted to be naked for her. My fingers trembled uncontrollably as I grasped the hem of my blouse and finished pulling it over my head. "Fold it neatly and place it on the floor beside you," she ordered. I obeyed, thinking, as I bent down, what I must look like naked from the waist up. As though guided by some outside force, my thumbs slipped into the elastic waistband of my skirt. Kelly's eyes smiled as she watched me push the last remnant of modesty down my legs. I let it drop to the floor, stepped out of it, folded it and placed it on top of the blouse. The loafers were kicked off and stacked, side by side, on the skirt.

When I raised my leg to remove a sock she said, "No! Leave them on." I didn't argue, although I suddenly felt strange. Standing before her totally naked was one thing, but to be wearing nothing but socks...oh, yea, and her collar...that was something else. She stepped back, extended her hand, pointed her finger towards the floor and moved it in a circle. I twirled around for her. "Oh, yes, I definitely like what I see. Nice ass! Thank you, Allyson." I had hoped she would kiss me again, but, without another comment, she picked up my clothes, turned and started walking away. "The loo is just down the hall on the right. I will heat some water for tea while you tinkle. Meet me in the kitchen when you finish. You won't have a problem finding it. It is across the den to the left."

She finished putting two tea bags into a pot just as I entered the kitchen, I couldn't remember any time in my life when I felt as self-conscious as I did at that point. I had hoped that Kelly would have removed her clothes, too. However, much to my disappointment, she was still fully dressed. As I thought about it, I realized that I had never walked around naked in front of others. In fact, I had not been naked in front of another woman since the showers in high school gym class. Even when I was with Jeff I always undressed in the dark. I kept a robe next to the bed to grab as soon as I could. He and I never even showered together. Looking back, I cannot believe I was that modest. It was probably another reason he cheated on me.

Unsure about what I should do, my hands automatically moved to cover my breasts and pubic area when Kelly turned to look at me. The sparkling smile was still in her eyes. "Put your arms down, Kimberly. Don't try to hide yourself from me." Without hesitation, I obeyed. "Oh, my, yes!" she exclaimed. "What did I do to deserve you; and how am I going to repay Allyson for introducing us?" I permitted a small, heavily embarrassed smile to cross my face. I wanted to say, "Thank you," but thought it would sound silly.

"Come to me," she commanded. As I walked across the room, my fingers strayed to the strip of leather around my neck. "Is my collar bothering you? I can get the key and take it off if."

"No, Kelly, it isn't bothering me. I must admit that something happened to me when I heard the lock snap shut. I cannot explain it, but I felt as if my whole persona had been transformed. Less than four hours ago I walked into Lisa's wanting to be alone and drown my sorrows with alcohol. You swept me off my feet and had me do things I never imagined. Gawd, I still cannot believe I removed my underwear there. I'm afraid that I might want to revert to my old self if you remove my collar."

"Oh, I doubt that, but I'm pleased you still want to wear it. It really does look good around your neck and the symbolism is tremendous. Just for the record, though, it is my collar, not yours." I wanted to kiss her again but was afraid to make the first move, so I just stood in place watching her walk around the kitchen while she prepared a tray to carry to the den.

"Kelly?"

"Yes, Kim?"

"Are you going to join me?"

"What do you mean? We're here together aren't we?"

"That isn't what I meant. It really is embarrassing being naked like this when you are still fully clothed."

"If you are asking me to undress, too, the answer is 'No, I'm not going to.' I want you to feel embarrassed. I like seeing you naked and I intend to stay fully clothed."

"But why?"

"What's that old saying about it's my ball so we play by my rules?' Well, it is my house and my rules! I want you to get used to being naked while in my house. No more questions."

"Oh!"

She did suggest that we sit at the breakfast table while we continued talking and learn more about one another. My embarrassment did not lessen. After the teakettle started to whistle, Kelly poured the boiling water into a teapot and said, "Let's take a quick tour of the house while the tea brews. Then we can relax in the den where we will be more comfortable. I definitely want to continue this fantastic conversation." She picked up the tray, handed it to me with instructions to place it on the coffee table as we passed through the den.

I could not believe I was walking naked beside her, holding her hand, as she showed me through the house. Back in the den, we walked around the room while she lit about a dozen candles and turned off the lights. Finally, she lighted the gas fireplace. The candlelight and the ambient light from the fireplace made the room quite romantic, of course. I was disappointed when she sat on the sofa then indicated that I should sit in an overstuffed chair across from her.

I was immediately admonished when I crossed my legs and was instructed to never do it again while wearing her collar. Once my feet were flat on the floor, she said, "You're going to get a muscle cramp from squeezing your legs together like that, Kim. Relax." I relaxed enough that my knees moved about one inch apart. "You can do better than that," she commanded. This time I didn't budge. She stood, moved over to me, pushed my knees about a foot apart and said, "Keep them that way, Kimberly. A woman's vagina is a thing of beauty. You should be proud of it and shouldn't try to hide it; especially from me." I felt the flush in my face as she sat down again, looked at me and said, "Thank you. The view is much better now."

Kelly picked up a remote control and pushed a couple buttons. Soft music immediately invaded the room. "I hope you like classical," she said. "I find it to be rather intimate and soothing." I quickly agreed with her comment.

"You may serve the tea now, Kim. It should be ready." I was extremely conscious of my slightly pendulant breasts when I leaned forward to place two cups on saucers then poured the tea. I gave one cup to her and wasn't sure what she meant when she said, "Thank you. I hope that someday you will give me a chance to teach you the proper way to serve tea, Kim."

Holding my own cup, I sat down again in the chair across from Kelly, while trying to act natural. After a lull in our conversation, Kelly spoke first, "Kim, I want you to know that I do not go around picking up strangers in bars."

"You indicated that at Lisa's. I am pleased to know you don't. And you need to know that I have never permitted anyone to pick me up in a bar...until tonight, that is." That cracked both of us up. I then added, "I guess we weren't total strangers since Allyson did introduce us first." We laughed again.

"Seriously though, we talked very little about ourselves at Lisa's. I'd want to know a lot more personal information about you, and visa-versa, if we're going to sleep together."

"Damn! Now I'm disappointed I didn't realize you planned on sleeping," I retorted with a quivering, nervous, voice. More laughter ensued. Then I added, "I agree. What would you like to know?"

"Everything!" We sipped our tea and exchanged years of personal information over the next hour. I told her more than I have ever shared with any one individual. Finally, she patted the sofa beside her and said, "It's time to get your ass over here, Kim. I want to hold you." With a little hesitation, I obeyed her request. "Put your legs up on the sofa and relax." The candlelight suddenly became extremely romantic. I felt very comfortable being with her but could not get over the strange feeling of how unusual we must look with me naked, except for socks and a collar, while she was fully clothed, although I no longer cared. I laid my head on her shoulder. She took my left hand in hers and put her right arm around my shoulder.

"Ummmm. It feels good to be in your arms, Kelly. It feels so... well, perfect. I must admit I didn't realize I could feel this way with another woman."

"You aren't cold, are you?"

"No. Truthfully, I'm just fine."

"Good. I'm enjoying your nudity and didn't want to cover you anyhow."

We sat there unmoving for a long time just enjoying the music and our mutual softness and warmth. I literally gasped when her hand slid off my shoulder and slowly started to massage my breast. Every guy I ever knew would have been clawing at my tits already. The feeling was soft and blissful. I swear that her delicate touch caused my clit to jump. Again!

Finally, she released my hand and grasped my chin, turned my head slightly and kissed me. It was a simple kiss and ended quickly. "Turn around so I can hug and kiss you at the same time, doll." I stretched out facing her then relaxed into her arms. Her left arm cradled my head and her right went around my back to pull me tightly against her. My eyes closed as our lips met softly before merging hard when lust took over. Taking the initiative, I pushed my tongue through her lips and put my hand at the back of her head to insure she could not pull away. In a reverse of roles, I literally attempted to fuck her oral cavity with my tongue. I would have thrust it down her throat if that were possible.