Adam & Eve's First Time

Adam and Eve meet and mate in the Garden of Eden

Based on a post by MrJack. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time.

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Readers:
Biblical and historical accounts of Adam and Eve's early relationship
are very sketchy. This imprecise information leaves much for the
imagination to fill in. This tale is an interpretation of events. To
paraphrase an old Simon & Garfunkel song; 'You'll hear words you
never heard in the bible'

Alone
was I, walking aimlessly through the green pastures and meadows, when
upon a forested glen I did come. Seeing no harm in it, I entered the
shadowy realm for a little exploratory expedition.

Soon
I realized I must be careful of the myriad array of briars and brambles
which could rip and tear uncovered skin. I began thinking about how
lucky animals were to have fur or hair for skin protection. The only
furry hair covering I had on my body was on the top of my head and
between my legs.

I
made up a word for my unclothed predicament. I called it 'nudity'. Yep,
I was as nude as the day the Creator made me! This is what I did for a
living. I gave a name to 'things' which had no name before.

Truth
be told, one of the first things I named was the long, dangly appendage
hanging down between my legs. The word 'cock' came to my mind and I
decided to stay with it. I believe I came up with the name when I'd
named the 'rooster'. Those horny cacklers wake up early in the morning
and crow like hell! The cock between my legs was the same way. Early in
the morning it did rise and the only way I'd discover to tame its
demanding crowing was to pump it vigorously with my hand until it shot
out a load of milky cream. A side benefit to this exercise was that it
felt pretty damn good doing it!

As
I continued walking along, the trees, bushes, and briars thinned out
and soon I found myself on the edge of a beautiful garden. I was
awestruck by its magnificence and bounty. Right then and there, I
decided to name the place 'Eden'.

So
amazed was I by the wonders of Eden, I didn't immediately hear the
soothing, angelic singing coming from behind a tree. Finally, I heard
the melodious tones. With my curiosity aroused, I crept forward to
investigate.

Talking
about being aroused! Why, as soon as my eyes beheld the sight of the
wondrous creature standing there, the cock between my legs became
swollen and fully erect!

Nude
like me, the enchanting vision had shapes and curves which were
stimulating my loins in a way I'd never known before. For some curious
reason I had an irresistible urge to mate with the exotic being.

Where
in the world this fascinating life form had come from, I couldn't say.
Since the being was standing up on legs like mine, I decided this must
be a female version of me. I had been calling myself a 'man', so I would
call this creature a 'woman'. Woe is me as a man because I've fallen
head-over-heels in love with her seductively erotic body.

Touching
a tender place in my side where a rib had been removed, I recalled
something the Almighty had said about making me a companion and playmate
for life. Perhaps this feminine apparition was it.

The
woman bent over to pick some berries from a bush. Posed as she was, I
realized her body was so picture-perfect a visual image of the word
'playmate' was stuck in my mind and in my eyes.

Stepping
out from behind the tree, I walked towards the woman. I had a hypnotic
urge to touch her, but I kept my hands to myself. Speaking softly, I
said, "Hi there, woman. How are you? Do you have a name? If not, I can
give you one. It's my job, if you care to know."

Startled,
the woman turned, smiled, and answered, "Hi yourself, Mister. I'm fine.
I've been wondering when you'd be coming along. Yes, I have a name. God
told me to call myself 'Eve'. You must be the famous 'Adam' he's told
me about?"

"Yes
ma'am, Adam is my name," I responded. "I'm very happy to meet you, Eve.
God has only told me a few things about you. Hell, he didn't mention
anything about how beautifully sexy you would be!"

Eve
looked at me disapprovingly and sternly admonished, "Adam, we're not
supposed to use the word 'Hell' because we come from a place called
'Heaven'!"

"Now
woman!" I said firmly. "Don't you start pestering me about my language!
Next thing I know, you'll be telling me I can't drink or smoke!"

Looking
at me with a frown on her face, Eve asked, "Do you really drink and
smoke, Adam? God told me you were a 'good' man with no vices!"

"Miss
Eve, don't you fret," I said. "I was just kidding. I don't drink. I
don't smoke and I don't chew and I don't go with girls that do!"

Eve
giggled at my feeble attempt at humor. Taking my hand, she led me over
to a grassy nook near a quiet-running stream. We talked a little while
and had a snack made from nuts, berries, and fruit.

Unashamedly,
I was giving Eve's body a good hard look. This woman had a head full of
long, curly hair. She had a thin bush of curly hair between her legs.
Below her bush, long, well-tapered legs ran all the way down to
barefooted feet. Upon her chest sat two magnificent mammary orbs.

The
melon-shaped ornaments decorating Eve's chest had an alluring, inviting
attraction for both my hands and my mouth. My hands wanted to play with
them and my mouth wanted to suckle the feminine fruit. There at the tip
of each perfect sphere was a protruding, pink nub.

Without
asking for Eve's permission or consent, I began playing with the
feminine objects I so desired. She didn't seem to mind, so I played to
my heart's content. My mind began to think up names I could give to
these mesmerizing mounds. I had a couple of words in particular in mind.

Eve
beat me to the punch. Smiling contently, she said, "Adam, do you like
my girls? I'm not exactly sure about what to call them, but I've come up
with two names to choose from. I like the word 'breasts' and the word
'tits'. I can't decide between them. Which one of them do you like
better, Adam?"

"Damn,
Eve!" I answered with mischievously teasing distress. "I'm having
trouble choosing myself because I like your right one just as much as
the left one! They're both beautiful girls!"

Shaking
her head with annoyance, Eve retorted impatiently, "Silly man, I didn't
mean which 'girl' you liked the best! I want to know which name you
preferred. Do you like 'tits' or do you like 'breasts'?"

"What's
in a name, Eve?" I replied. "A rose by any other name would look and
feel as beautifully sweet! How about we keep both names? We'll use
'breasts' on formal occasions like when we are talking to God. I'll say
something like, 'God, that's some mighty fine breasts you've given my
woman Eve!' And, when we are alone, we'll use 'tits' as a more intimate
endearment. I'll say something like, 'Hot damn Eve, your tits are
beautiful!' What do you think about that?"

Eve
giggled merrily and then proved she too could play the game of
mischievousness merriment. "Sounds fine to me," she said. "Mister, you
can call them 'breasts' or 'tits' or 'jugs' or 'knockers' or 'boobs' or
anything you want just as long as you love them and play with them! You
do love them, don't you, Adam? If you do, then you'd better kiss them!"

"Hell
yes, I love them!" I answered adamantly. And, kiss those beautiful
girls I did. First, one melon-shaped boob felt the oral assault of my
tit-hungry roving mouth. The other tit became a victim of a similar
attack. Nubile nipples popped to attention against my teeth as my tongue
traced kissing circles round and round them.

So
violent was my mouth's breast battering, Eve was knocked to her back in
the soft grass. A nipple was pulled out of my suckling mouth so
violently it caused an audible 'pop'.

Having
tasted feminine fruit, I had no intention of stopping now. My
flesh-hungry lips explored my woman's silky, soft flesh from head to
toe. Her supple lips provided sweet nectar which inflamed the twin fires
of passion and love. Eve's abdomen and its bellybutton indentation
became playgrounds for my kissing touch.

I
flipped Eve over onto her belly and kissed her back, her legs, and the
well-endowed fullness of her pretty derriere. 'Derriere'? Now where in
the world did my mind get this name? This name is too fancy and formal
for everyday use. So, I needed a short, intimate name which would convey
the stimulating horniness I felt while playing with and kissing this
sweet, soft feminine flesh.

When
I bent over again to kiss the fullness of this exotic beauty's behind,
my erect cock was tickled by the grass beneath her. I liked the feeling
of grass under my feet as a walked to and fro barefooted. Yeah, I liked
grass and I liked ass. 'Ass'...? Why this word popped into my head, I
couldn't say, but it sounded like a keeper to me.

"Hey,
Eve," I said. "Lady, you've got a really nice ass! I like it very much,
but I believe the Old Man upstairs gave you a defective one. Why honey,
your ass has a crack down the middle splitting it apart!"

Eve
giggled with melodious merriment. Flipping over onto her back, she
looked at me just as if she were staring at a half-witted man. "Adam,"
she lectured. "God's ways are mysterious and we're not suppo