Author: aizguru
Title: Reluctant butterfly taken at a lonely lake
Summary: Betty, goes away from strict parents to celebrate her
eighteenth birthday and reluctantly taken at the lake.
Keywords: Indian erotism, classical, rom, reluct, MF, Mf

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Here is a short story, hope you will enjoy.

RELUCTANT BUTTERFLY TAKEN AT A LONELY LAKE
Author's Copy-write 2007. Author wishes to remain anonymous for
on-line postings.

Scene-1

When Betty turned eighteen, she wished to treat herself with her
secret desires. She always wanted to enjoy freedom from her
conservative parents. The only way to get this was to go away
from parents for a few days. She took help of her friends to
convince her parents, to let her go for an excursion. The student
union had organised a tour to Flowervale (name changed), in the
heart of Himalayan ranges.

Flowervale was surrounded with lush green Himalayan ranges, dense
forests, river springs and hidden lakes. Betty and her friends
stayed in a deserted hostel, away from the main town. Most of the
time, Betty walked around the valley with her friends. Then her
instinct to explore the forbidden, changed everything in her
life.

"Betty, aren't you coming with us today", asked her friend
Melenie, seeing Betty still in her casual nightie.

"Give me a break, Melenie, I'm not feeling good today". Betty
replied.

The chef of the hostel, Steve, was weighing Betty's beauty. Her
innocence was like a thirteen year old. Steve's eyes fixed on her
nubile tits, behind her semi-transparent nightie.  Her braless
boobs were jiggling with her every move. When he heard she will
be alone today, Steve thought it could be his lucky day.

After her friends left, Betty went upstairs and changed into a
more exotic set. She chose a printed cotton blouse and a matching
skirt. Then instead of coming back to the foyer, she slipped out
to the backyard from a fire-exit staircase. The backyard lead to
a dense forest, which had an upward slope. Soon hostel
disappeared from her view, behind shrubs and trees.

Betty climbed the slope barefooted. When she reached the summit,
the view was breathtaking. She was surrounded by ice capped
Himalayan ranges, trees, birds and natural springs. She was
absolutely away from civilization, where she could enjoy complete
freedom.

A gentle spring was flowing towards other side of the crest where
Betty was standing. She walked along the stream downward. That
area was surrounded by beautiful butterflies. Her memories
reached back to her childhood when she wanted to be one of them.
Virgin nature was making its own effect on Betty's mind. Her
innocence further purified and she forgot everything; everything
that she had learnt by living amongst a civilized world.

Instinctively, Betty pulled the hem of her blouse and took it off
her head. Her tits felt the blow of fresh air, and her nipples
began to harden. She was proud of her assets. She looked at her
own jiggling boobs, which sent a wave of thrill through her body.
Without thinking, she swinged her printed blouse afar, which
disappeared amongst a bunch of shrubs.

Betty began running along the down-stream, which was like a
paradise for a city-girl. Soon her mind was intoxicated with the
beauty of nature. She pulled the thread of her printed skirt, and
let it fall on her ankles. Her well formed beauty was for display
to anyone which could be in the lonely forest then. The only
treasure remained hidden was her glory-hole. But the printed
G-string was doing little to hide her shaven pussy.

Betty's every move was filed with energy and elasticity of a
teenager. When she bent to pickup her skirt, her well formed ass
popped-up, inviting to be touched, abused or taken. She stood
again and walked further, swinging her skirt like an umbrella.
Finally she let her skirt too fly afar, disappearing amongst
dense shrubs.

Scene-2

"You look after the dishes today, I will come back by seven
tonight". Steve said to his associate kitchen hand.

As a chef, Steve seldom got a chance to take leave from the
kitchen. But occasionally he could manage time out, saying he
needs to go to the town. He quickly went to the showers, making a
plan for the day ahead. When he came back, Steve took a plate of
dessert and went upstairs.

Steve knocked Betty's door and said "Betty, it is me, the Chef. I
have some surprise for you". But no answer came from her room.

Steve thought, Betty may indeed be sick. He knocked a bit loudly
and repeated "Betty, are you alright. Open the door please, for a
moment at least". Again there was no reply.

Fearing the worst, Steve began to worry. He came to a terrace and
climbing the walls reached the balcony, from where Betty had
escaped earlier. Steve watched from the rear window and found her
room was empty. He pulled the back door slightly, which was
unlocked.

With evident frustration, he asked himself "Where the hell she is
gone".

Steve's eyes gazed the surrounding forests to pick any sign of
Betty there. Finally, he was left with two options. Either go
back to the kitchen to spend rest of the day with a gloomy mood.
Or at least make use of his free time. Earlier, he had discovered
an exotic resort, which he had kept secret from others. By being
alone there, he used to feel an owner of unmeasurable wealth. At
least for a while.

He used the fire-escape to reach the hostel's backyard, and
quickly disappeared into the same forests, where Betty had gone
sometime before.

Scenes ahead

Betty discovers a mesmerizing resort, gets nude and plays like a
virgin butterfly. Steve reaches there after a while. He does not
notice Betty's presence and he too plunges into a warm water
lake. Betty hides herself behind vegetations in the water. She
gets trapped and almost drowns. Confronted with a question of
life and death, she yells for help. Her shrilling sound acts as a
spark for an erotic encounter ahead. Betty is reluctantly taken
and experiences what is the true nectar for a virgin butterfly.
Suspense, how does Steve take nude Betty back to her room.


  
Reluctant butterfly taken at a lonely lake