Konrad and Alexandra (PDF) - Rolf Gross

Lakhta."Vladimir looked at her. "I admire your courage and envy you your clear head. Not many women have both!"A simple country inn lay before them on a bluff above the sea, the fishing village of Lisi Nos in the distance. The inn wasempty and they sat down for lunch on the verandah. It had become warm if not sunny.Facing him, the steady gait of her horse gone, desire flooded her. She fell into a tense silence, nervously opening andclosing her hands.A gloomy Vladimir got up and left to settle the bill.When he returned she was gone.He looked around uncertainly, their horses were standing where they had tied them up. She was nowhere to be seen,and then he noticed her silk scarf hanging over the backrest of her chair. He went to pick it up and found himselfenveloped in a cloud of her perfume hanging in the still air.He followed the powerful trail of her scent down a narrow path through the woods. In a clearing at the edge of the bluffshe was standing facing the gray sea, waiting.Vladimir put his arms around her from behind. He unbuttoned her blouse and stroked her bare Artemis breasts, herexcited nipples. The smell of her perfume. She abandoned her head on his chest and closed her eyes.She wore Konrad's gold necklace. He tried to unhook it. She turned around and put her hands on his. "Don’t, my lifedepends on this chain."Following the trail of her warm scent downwards, he struggled to pull down her riding breeches. He buried his face in herblack triangle. His erection had acquired such an urgency that it left him no time.Standing, his pants hanging over his riding boots, he practically raped her. It was over after a few panicky thrusts. Spentand depleted he collapsed, leaning onto a tree, and staring at his beautiful, half-nude prey.A tear of frustration ran down her cheek. Deliberately she first took off her boots then her pants. Dressed only in Konrad’snecklace she squatted at a distance, glowering at her disappointing lover. "Now it is my turn. Take your boots and thosesilly pants off and sit cross-legged on your coat."He did as he was told. She crawled on her knees and hands towards him, wild determination in her deep blue eyes.Serious she searched his face and saw the fear in his eyes. She moved her fingertips along his arrogant eyebrows andvery slowly circled his sensuous mouth.Valdimir shuddered. Artemis, the huntress, closing in to kill. But instead of biting and clawing, she kissed him tenderly,chastely on the mouth. In an almost oriental gesture, she bent down to his lap and with her tongue circled the tip of hispenis, which responded by performing two touching kick-ups. She laughed and gently clasped his revived pride while shesearched his mouth with her tongue.Gingerly she lowered herself onto his shaft, slowly moving up and down, squeezing and releasing it with exquisitecontrol.All predatory malice had disappeared from her eyes, but he was still paralyzed by fright."Don’t think of me, just follow my fingers."She stopped her rhythm and moved her fingertips along his spine from his coccyx to his head. Repeating this sensuousmassage several times, she finally pressed a point on the crown of his head. "Now put all your concentration into thisspot."She kissed him on the forehead. He finally relaxed, and responded to her movements. Slowly they rocked back and forth.As she felt her crisis nearing, she held him tightly and increased her rhythm."Slow," he begged.Letting her arms hang limp by her side, she relaxed completely. Two, three contractions rippled through her belly andburst. Then she resumed her movements again, very slowly, squeezing him on the upstroke and driving down hard. Sheonly stopped when she felt another spasm coming.Her head thrown back, her eyes closed, overcome by a wild joy, she flew off in a fireworks of colors. Vladimir, holding herlimp body in his arms, exploded.Later when they rode home, a still thoughtful Vladimir said. "You frightened me with your swoon. All of a sudden I had aseemingly lifeless woman in my arms. I have never loved a woman who was able to let herself go like you.""The lotus position, my yogi, is used by the Tibetans to drive the chi, your sensual energy, to your crown. It gives thewoman exceptional freedom and is the most pleasing way of making love to a man.""I don’t understand, are you interested in Tibetan yoga? Where did you learn it?""I found it described in a Tibetan text my aunt Sophia Bagrationi gave me."Vladimir frowned and shook his head. "I know nothing about Tibetan eroticism, but it was a most pleasurableexperience.""It is no ‘eroticism’ but a concentration exercise, which is practiced in Tibet as meditation."She paused pensively. Should she entrust this esoteric, easily misunderstood knowledge to him? "It is a long story. Sincechildhood I see colors to music. They are unobtrusive and the colors are quite muddled, not very exciting. But at Otto’sbirth I had a very strong color vision that exceeded anything I had seen before."66