In the lush garden of Eden, Adam, a ruggedly handsome man of 25, tended to the verdant foliage and vibrant flowers. His heart pounded with excitement as he caught a glimpse of a new arrival, a woman of 18 with a radiant face and a body that would tempt even the most pious of men. This was Eve, the first woman, crafted from Adam’s very own rib.
Eve’s curiosity piqued as she explored the wonders of the garden, and her eyes locked onto Adam’s chiseled form. A smoldering desire ignited within her, and she approached him with a seductive grace.
“Adam,” she whispered, her voice like a melody, “I’ve heard tales of the forbidden fruit. Will you show me?”
Adam hesitated, torn between his loyalty to the divine and his growing carnal desire for Eve. But as she pressed her body against his, he could resist no longer.
“Yes,” he murmured, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as Adam’s hands roamed over Eve’s curves. He nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.
Eve’s hands wandered down Adam’s chest, tracing the muscles beneath his tunic. She reached for the ties, freeing his erection. Adam groaned as she wrapped her fingers around him, gently stroking him to full hardness.
Adam’s lips traveled down Eve’s neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he made his way to her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Eve arched her back, pressing her breasts into his touch.
Adam knelt before Eve, his eyes locked onto hers as he spread her legs. He leaned in, inhaling her scent before his tongue darted out, tasting her sweet nectar. Eve gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as he explored her folds with his tongue.
Eve’s hips bucked as Adam brought her to the brink of ecstasy. She cried out as she came, her juices coating his tongue. Adam stood, his cock glistening with her desire.
Eve took him in her hand, guiding him to her entrance. Adam thrust into her, their bodies moving together in a primal dance.
“Harder,” Eve demanded, her nails digging into his back. Adam obliged, pounding into her with reckless abandon.
Eve’s orgasm built once more, her cries growing louder as she approached the edge. Adam’s thrusts grew erratic as he too neared his climax.
With a final thrust, Adam emptied himself inside Eve, his release triggering her own orgasm. Spent, they collapsed onto the soft grass, their bodies slick with sweat and pleasure.
As they lay there, Adam’s seed dripping from Eve’s pussy, they knew they had crossed a line. But as they gazed into each other’s eyes, they also knew they would never turn back.
