Butterfly Garden

                                                                                       
I met her when I was hiking in the Gatineau Mountains.  She walked out of my life as mysteriously as she walked into it.  Everything about her was mysterious. Sometimes I still think it was all a dream or a hallucination.  But the feeling I have tells me that it really happened.

I was resting under an old Spruce tree on the edge of an isolated clearing, in a gully at the bottom of the mountain.  Dragon flies were darting around in circles and the Monarch Butterflies were fluttering around a patch of milk weeds.  It was a peaceful, living garden.  My eyes were closed but I was completely aware of my surroundings.  I heard some rustling leaves and crackling twigs; footsteps.  I immediately opened my eyes.  What I saw blew me away.  It was an amazing woman, stark naked, walking toward me; assertive and confident.

Her hair was jet black and her skin was fair and glimmering in the afternoon sunshine.  She stood directly in front of me.  I looked at her in disbelief thinking, “Like, what the fuck?”  I was looking at the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.  Her eyes were outlined with black liner, slanted upward like a tiger’s.  Her lips were blood red and shiny.  I was in awe at this woman before me.

She looked down at me and smiled as if she was teasing me.  What she did next scared the shit out of me.  Giant butterfly wings unfolded from behind her.  Like a giant hybrid woman butterfly, but stunningly beautiful.  She just stood there and smiled.  All of my fear went away.  I was so captivated, it was like magic.

She knelt down in front of me and put her hands on my shoulders then gently kissed my forehead.  I put my hands around her waist and she folded her beautiful wings around us like a velvet blanket, warm and soft.  She touched my hair, and lightly ran her right hand through it.  She put her left hand on my chest.  I felt a fire inside me I’d never felt before.  I was immediately erect.  She had sexuality around her that I could feel even before she touched me.

Her left hand went underneath my shirt touching my bare chest.  I reached around her and cupped her ass with both hands.  She reached between us and unbuckled my belt.  I was so hard; it felt as if the tip of my penis was going to split in half.  She reached inside of my pants and gripped my shaft firmly with her hand while she slid my pants down with her other hand.  She pulled me close to her so I could feel her sex on me.  The soft pubic hair touched me and gave me chills.  I gently caressed her ass and slid my hand between her thighs from behind her.  I touched her pussy.  It was wet, warm and inviting.  I could feel her wetness on my penis.  I grasped her ass firmly in both hands and lifted her just enough so that I could slip myself inside her.  As I slipped myself in, I could feel her moist warmth around my shaft.  I was snugly inside her and we both went down to the crackling grass, shrouded inside a soft, velvet cocoon.

She pushed my left shoulder with a gesture for me to roll over.  She mounted herself on top of me and began to thrust her pelvis up and down, my shaft tightly gripped inside her. I could feel the warmth and wet lubrication around my penis.  I was holding her ass with both hands.  I felt myself coming to climax.  I took a deep breath then let out a gasp.  I came harder than I ever had.  At the same moment, she began to moan.  She gripped me tightly, squeezing me in a bear hug.  Her body convulsed and she moaned then bit by neck a little.  It tickled and made me shiver.

She kissed me gently on the lips.  I felt something strange, like a shock.  It was more than that.  I had a feeling of sorrow.  I knew she was going to leave, but I didn’t want her to.  She sat up and unfolded her wings from around us.  As she stood up, I asked her name.  “Jasmine” she replied and turned to walk away.

“Wait” I shouted “where are you going?  Don’t you want to know my name?  Can I see you again?”

“No” she replied “I have all I need.”

I never saw her again.  I never met anyone who ever saw anything like her or even believed me.  But I know it’s real.  I’m not crazy.  A dream would never have left me feeling so heartbroken and empty.

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