Educating Eve

Adam

What is she doing?

He wasn't sure. Whatever it was felt good and bad at the same time.

He just laid there, letting Eve rub her mouth against his. Then he felt something touch his lips.

Her tongue!

He could feel it first on his lips and then sliding into his open mouth.

What is she doing? his mind asked again.

He felt strange. This did not feel right. But, it felt good.

He felt her hands on his body, touching him in a way she had never done before.

His body suddenly shivered. But he was not cold.

What is she doing? This time, he could feel the panic raising inside him.

Suddenly, unable to handle or understand what is going on, he pushed Eve away and got up on his feet.

"What are you doing?" he asked her.

Then a tingling caused him to look down and he saw that his 'thing' was sticking out slightly, looking somehow bigger than normal...
 
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"What are you doing"

Eve sat back on her heels, considering the question for a moment.

She thought about telling Adam about the time she had spent with the dark stranger. Eve could not explain why, but she decided not to tell him about her experience in the woods. Somehow, it made her feel a little sad. Never before had there been anything that she had not shared with him.

"Adam, do you remember when I tried to explain how to get to the coconut groves. Do you recall how I finally had to just show you? Well, I have another place to take you. I can sit here and try to explain it or I can show you. It's not a place that you can walk to or even get to by swimming. It's a place in your mind."

Eve ran her fingernails over his chest and down over the tops of his thighs and calves. She looked down at him and smiled.

"I've recently... er... - discovered that certain places on my body are more sensitive to touch than others."

Her fingernails run back up his legs, but this time Eve caressed the softer skin on the interior of his thighs. Her fingers fluttered higher and higher until her nails lightly brushed the heavy sack.

"How does that feel? Good? When I touch you here?"

She lightly ran her fingertips up the shaft of his manhood.

"Or here?"
 
Adam

"How does that feel? Good? When I touch you here?"

She lightly run her fingertips up the shaft of his manhood.

"Or here?"

He just stands there as he watch Eve stroke his 'thing', causing it to swell and stiffen until it is sticking almost straight up, almost visibly pulsing as its head turns mouve.

He is amazed that something that swollen does not hurt. But the state of his thing and the feel of her hand is nothing like anything he has experienced before.

"Well?" she says.

"Y-yes." he gasps, his breathing becoming difficult. "I-it feels strange but nice."

Then he feels an urge and unable to resist, starts to move his loins forward, pressing his projectile firmly into Eve's hand.

He cannot believe how swollen his thing is...
 
Eve

Eve eyed Adam stiff rod hungrily. She knew what that part of his body could do to hers.

"Adam, I am going to do something that you may find strange at first. Please, just trust me."

The woman straddled the man, crouching low. Her moist sex almost came into contact with his manhood. Eve could feel the heat emanating from him. She grasped the shaft firmly by the base and ran the thickened head over her dewy slit. Her velvet folds opened to the prodding insistence of his cock and both of them moaned in unison.

Eve inserted the tip of his manhood into her private opening and slowly, ever so slowly, she began to slide down on his body. She felt him tense.

"Shhhh... Just relax. This is going to be like nothing you have ever experienced, Adam. Relax and feel."

She was trying to control her voice, not wanting to frighten him, but the passion leaked out into her words.

When she felt he was ready, she began moving. At first, she made only small circles, grinding herself against his pubic bone. Darts of pleasure shot threw Eve’s body but she stopped and leaned forward, presenting her full breasts to his mouth.

"Run your tongue over nipples, Adam. Take one of them into your mouth."
 
Adam

He cannot believe the change that has come over Eve.

One minute he is standing there, the next he is on the floor with her climbing over him.

Taking his thing into her hand, she points it upwards even as she descends down to meet him.

She's going to sit on his lap. But how with his thing in the wa...ooooh

Snapping his head up, he is in time to see his thing slowly disappear through the hair between her legs, the sensations almost overwhelming him forcing him to close his eyes as he feels something hot and wet sliding over him.

Hearing her groaning with him, he looks down and finds that she is firmly on his lap, his thing completely gone, as if consumed. But he can still feel it, held in something so incredible, he feels himself starting to cry.

Glancing up at her face, he sees that Eve is trying to soothe him but even in this strange state, he can tell that she, too, is different. Strained.

Then she starts to move on top of him and his pleasure multiplies a thousand fold.

At this point he is barely aware what is going on around as something warm and soft is pushed into his mouth. In its centre, he can feel something hard. Instinctively, he starts to suck on it, getting an extra thrill as he hears her moan...
 
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For several long moments, Eve was too overcome with feeling to move. It was difficult to believe that this was Adam and that his mouth could feel so wonderful on her breasts.

Reluctantly, she drew herself upright. She squeezed and released her interior muscles, causing them to ripple over his embedded manhood. The feeling of having him buried deep inside her was unlike anything Eve could have imagined. Beyond feeling deliciously full, Eve felt complete.

“Once again, Adam, we are as one.”

Planting her hands on either side of him, Eve raised her hips slowly. She almost allowed herself to slip off his shaft, but just as the head was about to escape from her warm opening, she quickly slammed herself back onto his rod. His groan gratified Eve.

She concentrated on establishing a rhythm, a slow seductive slither upwards and a devastating crash down. Eve smiled at the transformation in Adam’s features. For the first time in her life, she felt the incredible intoxication of power.

OOC: Sorry about confusion regarding our reletive positions. I'll have to read more carefully next time.
 
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Adam

Suddenly, Eve pulling away from him, her breast leaving his mouth.

Confused, he can only watch as she sits erect on top of him and then gasps out as he feels something start to squeeze him down below.

"Once again, Adam, we are as one." he hears her sigh.

Then, he watch her slowly lift herself, revealing his thing. Adam looks at it in amazement. He has never seen it such a size and it looks so wet as if it has been dipped in water.

For a moment, it looks like his thing will slide completely out of her and a part of him, a large part, does not want that. Then his secret wish is answered as she then, almost violently, slams herself back on top of him, causing him to fall back with a long groan as he feels his thing being re-immersed once again inside her hot liquid centre.

Eve then repeats the action, again and again. Quickly establishing a rhythm while Adam at first just lies there, spellbound, enjoying the unbelievable sensations that is rocking his very soul.

He looks at her flushed face, her eyes unnaturally bright and feels an overpowering surge of love for her. But there is also something else that he can't quite place.

Little does poor innocent Adam knows but he is also feeling the birth of a new emotion, lust...
 
Eve threw back her head, her honeyed mane flipping in the sunlight. She recognized the pulsating feeling, the gathering of sensation in her body. Within her, Adam seemed to swell even larger as she ground herself against him. It was purposeful and heady, the way that she rode him. Seeming to be moving in slow motion, Eve accentuated every up and down.

Leaning forward, Eve captured one of Adam's hands. His fevered eyes seemed to question.

"Let me show you something, Adam."

Her voice was husky and ever so insistent.

She brought his hand to the very center of her desire, her engorged pearl. When the warmth of his roughened fingers came into contact with the responsive little organ, she let out a throbbing little sigh. She tilted her hips forward slightly so that her clitoris rubbed against his fingers with each movement.

As she moved, Eve rhythmically constricted her muscles, milking his shaft with each gyration. Eve felt her heart beat wildly and her breathing became labored as she pushed her body towards the climax she craved. She writhed on his manhood, lost in some sweet abandon. Tiny sparks of pleasure emanated from the center of their joining. Eve’s scream of rapture echoed throughout the garden.
 
Adam

"Let me show you something, Adam."

Hardly recognising her voice, the young man watches with rapt fascination as his sister takes his hand and pulls it between them.

"Eve...?" he asks as he feels the wetness, the heat. Then he is is touching something small but hard. Like a little bud. She flinches as he touches it.

This is wrong! a voice inside him tells him but he cannot stop. He starts to play with the bud with his fingers. Enjoying the way she reacts.

She starts to move again and, again, he can feels her squeezing him with her hidden hand.

So wonderous!

Then filled with a sudden urge, Adam lifts his hips up, slamming into Eve's as she falls on him.

They both cry out.

He looks back at her face and she is smiling, enjoying what he is doing, what they are both doing.

But her face is somehow different!

Inside him, he senses something has been lost.

Something that can never be replaced!

And, for a moment, he feels sadness...
 
The very air seemed charged. Eve cried out as Adam forcibly thrust into her. Her body was filled with feeling and as they move against each other, she understands the concept of inevitability. It is as if they have been moving towards this moment their entire lives.

Eve watches as a shadow passes over Adam’s features.

A thunderclap resounds throughout the garden and everything in it.

It echoes the explosion within her own body. Eve tenses as if a current has passed through her.

A lightening bolt sears the darkened sky.

Eve does not pay heed, lost as she is in the world of pure sensation that is their joining.
 
Adam

The noise causes him to jump.

Startled, he looks up, away from Eve's face and notices how dark the sky has become.

But it never gets dark during the day!

And it is getting darker! Blacker!


He feels a sense of forboding.

Something is happening. Something very wrong!

Then a streek of light rips through the blackening sky, causing his forboding to turn to fear.

"Eve..?" turning back to look at her.

But she doesn't answer.

Though she stares at him, it is as he is not there at all. Now gasping, she moves up and down on him, taking his thing inside her time and time again.

For a moment, he feels the urge return. Wanting him to move his body with hers.

But something is wrong! Terribly wrong! They have to stop!

Then water starts to fall on them.

As if the very heavens up are opening up...
 
Just as the heavens opened, Eve felt Adam pour his seed into her. She screamed, the sound losing itself in the storm.

Intensifying her efforts, she ground herself against him, bringing on her own climatic moment. Lightning flashed, illuminating their bodies as they throbbed together. The rain poured down upon them. They became slick with moisture, sliding against each other in a sensual caress. Lost in each other.

Adam reached up and clung to her.

Eve fell forward, whispering his name over and over again.

"Adam... Adam... Adam..."

And the storm passes.
 
Adam

Even as his mind is reeling, his body suddenly starts to react.

The storm forgotten, he starts to buck uncontrollably, pulling her to him as he tries to push his thing into her as deeply as possible, as hard as possible!

What is happening? Aware of a tingling feeling starting at the base of his thing which he can feel swelling even more.

Then his mind goes blank as he feels pure ecstasy starting to shoot up his thing, forcing itself out through the end.

So hot!

Crying out, his body convulsing violently with every burst, the young man pulls himself up and holds onto the woman for dear life as more of the ecstasy literally expells itself out through his thing which is now a mask of throbbing pleasure.

Finally, the convulsions slow and then stop.

What has just happened?

Even as he fuzzily tries to ponder, something catches the corner of his eye. He quickly turns his head in its direction but it is gone.

Exhausted, he falls back, his heart beating wildly.

So tired!

He wants to ask Eve so many questions but he cannot keep his eyes open. He is barely aware that the sky is now clear as he drifts off to sleep.

His last thought being what he think he saw. A dark figure with piercing red eyes, large shining teeth and a huge rolling tongue standing by the tree...
 
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time traveller with a gun

Suddenly the skies blasted open and a pink orange and yelllow space ship landed on the ground

"whoa !" shouted the seven foot dude who came out

"whoa !" he repeated

Eve looked at him in surprise. But her surprise was nothing compared to her dismay when he pulled out a hand grenade and hurled it at a chest.


It exploded, killing her instantly
 
Divine intervention

The hand of a loving creator reaches down to protect Eve. Only the fool is

allowed to see his vengeful stupidity. No one else does. Eve is loved and

protected by too many talented creators form thoses that's only talent is to

destroy.
 
Eve

Eve watched as Adam's eyes fluttered shut. Laying curled up next to him on the sodden ground, her body clung instinctively to his warmth. Still, she became restless. Her mind was not at ease. She wanted to be close to him, but it was difficult. She wanted to talk. The silence broken only by their breathing, made it impossible for her to stay, to be close to him without communicating.

She stood and walked to the lake's edge. It was cold. She knealt and brushed water over her body, cleansing it.

The act. She had performed it twice. Eve had no concept of what any of it meant, but she desperately wanted to know. She wanted to talk to someone. Anyone.

Eve straightened and walked along the path that ran along the water's edge. She looked out over the mirrored surface of the water. The stars floated on it glossy surface. The face and form of the dark stranger passed through her mind's eye. He hardly seemed real now. Still, she wished she could talk to him.
 
Satan

The Dark Stranger waited and watched as Eve led Adam to all that he had taught her. The man was asleep now leaving her alone an isolated in her need. He reveled in Eve need as she came to the lake to bathe

As a shadow of night he slowly appeared to her just out of reach.

"What trouble you so"......"How may I help"........"shall we play again".......

"Or a different game this time".

His voice soft and soothing leading her down the path by lake. A fleeting shadow just outs of reach. Until at last to that glade they returned. It was the same and yet some how different as if something was lost there, yet something found. The stream still ran there still and deep, with gentle pools to offer retreats. Into a pool the Dark Stranger dove.

"Sweet one come play."..... "A different game I will teach you"......."Come Play

with me sweet one."

His voice was a seductive call of temptation to Eve as he held forth a hand inviting her to join him.
 
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Eve wondered how it was that she had asked and so quickly she had received. The dark stranger. The last time she had run off with him, it had been a game. Something pure and innocent. It had only been that morning, but it seemed a lifetime had passed since then. She felt as if she had ages. Since the early hours when she had sat on the warm rocks in the sun.

He had come back. Asking to play again. Some part of Eve answered his call even before her mind made the decision. It responded to him completely, even as her mind screamed caution.

To play, to learn a different game. She could guess where it would lead. Into some new and exciting discovery about herself and what it meant to be with Adam. Why did she feel a sense of foreboding. Could knowledge be dangerous?

"Yes, I will come in."

She entered the water but kept her distance.

"First, tell me who you are."

Eve had learned it was better to talk beforehand.
 
The Dark Stranger watched Eve's cautious approach. This dark spirit soared as he saw her losing her innocents.

"First, tell me who you are."

Her eyes told of a hesitance and yet longing for things unknown.

"I am your desire, hidden and unknown in the dark." His voice, soft, low, and

Seductive, tempting and leading her on.

Soft summer breezes stirred in the glade. A full moon rode on high casting slivery rays, as ghostly fingers of cloud, clawed across its' face. The stranger held out his hand inviting Eve in to play.

'A new game shall we play?"



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He spoke of desire and Eve had learned what that was. It was the feeling that had consumed her when she had looked at Adam beside the lake. Desire seethed through her now as she looked upon the dark stranger.

The feeling was the synthesis of every hunger and want she had ever had, all at once, exploding in her mind. Nothing else existed. Nothing except the irrestistable need for this man.

Shadows and light played with the surface of the water. The surface rippled softly as Eve moved through it. She pressed herself into his body and looked up into the deep pools of his eyes.

"Teach me more," she whispered.
 
Her eyes where filed with longing, lust and desire as she came to him through the water to be one again with him. The dark stranger enfolded Eve into his arms capturing her soul in the deep pools of his eyes.

"Teach me more," she whispered.

He took Eve's hand and led her to the gentle falls. They stood together under its' spray Eve's body shimmering, glowing, reflecting the silvery moon light. His lips once more to the hollow of her neck. His soft voice and lips bring Eve pleasure again as he told her of her beauty and how she pleased him so.

All the game they had played before they played again in the spray of that falls as their glistening slick bodies are joined to become one. Eve's arms around his neck, her legs hooked behind his as The Dark Stranger enters, Eve to ring waves of joy from her again. Each building upon the other until at the hight of her wanton passion he spills his seed deep into her where it grows to feed her lust.

He carries her from the pool and sets her on her feet as gently as a summer breezes stirs the lazy night clouds. All the time his voice soft and seductive encouraging and leading Eve on. Tempting her on with words of how she pleased him, of the wonders of their joining, and of his joy of giving pleasure to her expecting none in return only to give.

Ah yes that would be the next step for the woman Eve.

As he guided her hands to his member and spoke of the wonders of their kisses and the velvet softness of Eve's lips and how they brought joy to him as they kissed.

He waited as he watched Eve.
 
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Eve

A new lesson was about to begin and Eve was a willing student. She feel the hard strength of the stranger beneath her fingertips. Her touch was tentative, but she wanted to give him the same pleasure that he had given her. Slowly, cautiously, her fingers began to explore the most intimate part of him. She noted how the stranger's organ grew in size as she touched him, comparing him in length and width to Adam.

Holding the stiffening member in the palm of her hand, she gently stroked the taunt skin with her fingertips. Her eyes were full of questions as she looked up at him. She jumped when his cock twitched in her hands and she couldn't help but laugh at her reaction.

She knelt so she can get a better look at this strange creature.
 
Eve jumped when the cock twitched in her hands and she couldn't help but laugh at own reaction.

He watches her kneel so she could get a better look at this strange creature.

Slowly he moved his hips forward so the strange creature brushed her lips. His words once again, soft, seductive, encouraging, and praising Eve on how she pleased him so.

“ Taste it Eve, savor it as it grow to your kiss and fills you with delight.”

“Was not my kiss to you a pleasure?”

“Did not my mouth, tongue, and lips lead you to such delight?”

“Taste and enjoy the hidden delights that you hunger for Eve, for you please me so.”

He watched as his tempting words struck Eve. One more step and then the next. What a delight that would be.
 
Eve

"Taste and enjoy the hidden delights that you hunger for Eve, for you please me so.”

His words curled around her mind like a seductive caress, willing Eve to do more. She could not resist the temptation he presented. She rememberd how he had made her writhe in desire with his mouth.

Slowly she bent her head, brushing her lips in a deliberate caress along the shaft in her hand. It did indeed seem to grow, pulsating with life. Encouraged by the reponse, she ran her tongue along its length, recalling the silky caress of the stranger's tongue between her legs.

Emboldened by the new power she was beginning to discover, the power to give pleasure, she slid her tongue around the swollen head, going slowly and savoring her effect on him. Eve raised her eyes to look at his face, to read his features. She was pleased with what she saw.
 
Eve raised her eyes to look at his face, to read his features. She was pleased with what she saw.

The dark stranger reads Eve's heart and shows her what she needs, and wants to see.

His words are seductive as he brings Eve further in to the world, of his making, where the giving of wanton pleasure, fans the appetite to give more, and in ever darker ways.

He laces his fingers into the innocent's hair and draws her ever deeper in her acceptance of him. He feels Eve's desperate efforts to accommodate him, he feel the fear rising in her.


"Eve you please me so. No other can play this game as well as you."

Again the temptation is renewed with a fearful force.
 
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