VISION PART 1

Entry of Something New

CHAPTER 1: Beautiful Night

VISION a beautiful town in Norway

In the cold moonlight, a woman stood by the edge of a hot spring. A towel clung loosely to her body.
Slowly, deliberately, she began to shed her clothes, piece by piece. Each item fell to the ground in silence, leaving her nude form to bask in the silver glow of the moonlight. Her curves were breathtaking, the contours of her body tight and flawless. A delicate Chinese flower tattoo danced across her chest, and the intricate coils of a snake tattoo wrapped seductively around her thighs, teasing the skin.

Her name was Emma.

As the last piece of fabric slipped from her hands, Emma whispered to herself, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

"Free at last... what a perfect night to lose myself."

The words were soft, barely audible, but filled with pleasure. She stepped closer to the hot spring, her body shimmering, droplets catching the moonlight as her reflection merged with the rippling water. Every movement she made was like a slow, tantalizing dance, her hips swaying gently as she approached the inviting warmth of the spring.

"I've waited for this... no one can see, no one to disturb..."

Her voice trailed off, barely a murmur as she ran her hands over her own skin, savoring the sensation of the cold air against her warmth. Her fingertips glided along her curves, tracing the outline of her breasts, her hips, and the intricate tattoo on her back, where a coiling Chinese dragon's tail stretched down to her round, tight ass. She tilted her head back, letting her hair fall in cascades down her back as she stepped into the steaming water.

"I feel alive..."

The warmth of the water embraced her as she sank deeper, letting it envelop her entirely. Her muscles relaxed, and her skin tingled with the contrast of the cold night air and the heat rising from the spring. Her hands slid beneath the water, caressing her thighs, teasing the snake tattoo that wrapped around them, and she moaned softly, her body responding to the intimate touch of the night.

"Tonight, I am the moon's."

She whispered, her voice barely a breath as her body floated effortlessly in the spring. She felt weightless, as if the water itself was lifting her toward the sky, closer to the moon that watched over her. Her hips arched upward, her lips parted as she gasped in pleasure, every nerve in her body alive with sensation. She smiled wickedly to herself, indulging in the perfect solitude, where no one could see, no one could judge.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered open. Something in the distance caught her attention—peculiar lights, faint at first, but growing brighter. They danced across the sky in erratic, hypnotic patterns, casting an otherworldly glow across the snow-covered mountain. She sat up slowly, her eyes fixed on the mesmerizing spectacle, her heartbeat quickening.

"What... what is that?"

Her voice was a whisper, filled with both wonder and apprehension. The lights swirled, pulsing in strange colors, unlike anything she had ever seen. They moved closer, illuminating the mountainside and the hot spring in a surreal glow. Emma's breath hitched, her arousal now mingling with an unexpected thrill of fear.

She stood, the water cascading down her naked body as she rose, her figure glistening under the alien light. She stepped out of the spring, her skin gleaming with droplets that traced every curve and contour, highlighting the perfection of her form—the round fullness of her breasts, the tightness of her waist, the fullness of her ass, all shining in the eerie glow of the lights.