The Garden of Eden

In the garden of Eden, two lovers lay in the cool grass beneath the shade of an ancient tree. The man, Adonis, was a specimen of perfection. His chiseled abs glistened with sweat as he lay next to his lover, Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.

Their bodies entwined as they kissed, their tongues dancing together in a passionate duel. Aphrodite’s hands explored Adonis’s body, tracing the lines of his muscles with her fingers. She nibbled on his earlobe, causing him to shiver with pleasure.

Adonis’s hands were not idle either, as they roamed over Aphrodite’s perfect form. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard as diamonds. Aphrodite moaned with pleasure, her back arching as she pressed herself against him.

Adonis’s fingers trailed down Aphrodite’s body, finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. Aphrodite gasped, her hips bucking against his hand.

Adonis added a second finger, stretching her open as he prepared her for his cock. Aphrodite’s moans grew louder, her breathing coming in short gasps.

Finally, Adonis could wait no longer. He positioned himself at Aphrodite’s entrance, pausing for a moment to savor the feeling of her warmth against him. Then, with one thrust, he was inside her.

Aphrodite cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into Adonis’s back as he began to move. He pulled out almost all the way, then thrust back in, each stroke driving them closer to the brink.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps of pleasure filling the air. Adonis felt Aphrodite’s muscles clench around him as she reached her peak, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through her body.

With a final thrust, Adonis followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his seed. They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies glistening with sweat in the shade of the ancient tree.

As they lay there, the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own little paradise. For in that moment, they were the only ones who mattered.

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