“It does feel good!” Every push of his dick bumped inside of her, pressing up on some sensitive spot and making her gasp. Pleasure spread through her as he thrust again and again, pounding at her pussy.
“S-something’s happening!” Adam gasped, going rigid and moaning loudly. Eve felt a hot spurt deep inside, and then Adam sagged down on top of her.
“Adam! Are you alright?” she cried out, worried that he’d hurt himself. He was panting hard and seemed sweaty and flushed.
“I’m…I’m great! That was amazing!” Propping himself up onto his elbows, he grinned down at her. “Did you like it too?”
“It was okay, I guess.” Eve was vaguely frustrated. It seemed like Adam had experienced something she hadn’t and she felt like she was missing out. “What happened?”
“I don’t know! My stick got super hard, and then those funny balls got tight, and I felt a huge rush! It was awesome! Can we do it again?” His dick had started to soften in her, though, so Adam pulled it out, regretfully. “I hope it’s not broken!”
“Umm... I don’t know. Maybe later. Let me up, please.” As she stood, Eve felt a hot trickle down her thighs. “Did something come out of your stick, up in me?” She asked, wiping at her pussy with her hand, and looking at the milky cum stretching between her fingers.
“I guess so. It looks like the same white stuff as earlier.”
“I’m going to go wash. I’m all sticky.” Eve responded, heading for the clear pond in the center of the garden.
“Okay! I’ll come find you later and we can do this again.” Adam responded, happily.
As Eve walked along, she considered what had just happened. It seemed like Adam had gotten a lot more out of the whole thing than she had. She felt cranky and her pussy ached from the lack of release. The whole thing seemed really unfair.
Stepping into the soft sand and cool water of the pond, she splashed herself all over, and scrubbed at her cunt with her hand. The silky water felt cool and slick on her flushed skin. She swam and dove for awhile, before climbing out to dry on the hot sands, basking in the warm sunlight.
“Pssst.” A whisper came from a nearby bush. Eve looked over, curious. “Pssst!”
Rising up off the sands, she walked over. “Hello? Is someone there?” She parted the leaves of the bush, peering in. “Hello?”
Suddenly she gasped and stepped back, as a long, red and black striped snake slithered out of the bush. It moved towards her in graceful coils, with its head held high on its muscular body. Opening its jaws, a forked tongue flickered briefly, collecting her scent. “Eve,” the snake hissed, “Come with me.”
“What? Why? Who are you?” She asked, but the snake had already left, sliding smoothly through the leaves and twigs on the ground. She followed it, inquisitively, deeper into the woods, until finally she reached a shadowy clearing. A single huge tree grew in the center, with luscious red fruit hanging from its branches.
The snake moved further into the clearing, dappled light shining on its scaled body. Then it turned towards her, and shifted. It’s long lean body bulged and twisted, while ruby scales fell like rain. It grew taller, its tail splitting into legs, and brawny arms sprouting from its thickening chest. Smooth tanned skin covered it, and when it raised its face to Eve once more, she saw it as a man. He was naked and muscular, with smooth skin and long black hair.
“Hello, Eve.” He greeted her, his deep voice throbbing and purring, making her belly clench in involuntary response. “My name is Lucifer.”
“L-Lucifer?” She asked, falteringly. “I thought Adam and I were alone…”
“I’m here to teach you.” He glided towards her, feet soundless on the lush grass of the clearing, and took her hand in his. He was almost burningly hot, and when he raised her hand to his lips, streaks of heat shot from the point of moist contact down to her dampening pussy. “You have much to learn.”
“About what?” she asked, stepping closer to his delicious warmth.
“About yourself. Things that Adam doesn’t know. Things that only I can teach you.” He whispered, his husky voice sending chills down her spine. He turned her hand over, and licked her tender palm, a fiery brand that made her gasp in surprise. “For example, do you know what kissing is?”
“No.” she replied. His molten black gaze on her lips made her tremble, and she licked them, subconsciously. “But I’d like to find out.”
He lowered her arms, and then tipped her chin up with one gentle touch. Lowering his lips, he delicately traced them over hers, brushing lightly until she pressed herself against him, rising up onto her toes. Then he took over, tracing her lips with his tongue until she opened her warm mouth to him. He thrust his tongue firmly inside, rubbing against her teeth and playfully flirting with her tongue. Her knees weakened at the wet heat of his slippery mouth against her, and she leaned against him, feeling her lush tits flatten against his hard chest.