Dark bits.

Another chapter of B.E.

The Heart Wants

Let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God.
- John 4:7

Eve lay on her back, staring at the marbled sky. The fig leaf Adam had given her lay at her feet. Wearing it felt strange on her flesh and made her itch. She only wore it when Adam was near, or if they heard God walking in the woods. Here, alone with Serpent, she preferred the feel of fresh grass and cool breeze to dried leaf.

Something new had blossomed in the Garden, though Eve had no name for it. To her, it felt like the thought of dusk at midday, and seasoned all her thoughts of late. It was an unwelcome guest, yet she did not chide herself for tasting the fruit. She saw now that she was but a child before, little more than a sketch of what she had become. She knew that there was still a price to be paid, but innocence, like knowledge, had come with its own price, and Eve was satisfied to trade the one for the other. Still, the feeling of wrongness worried at her.

Or maybe it isn’t me. Maybe it’s this place that feels wrong.

She turned and kissed Serpent’s neck, drawing out a sleepy murmur. His hand seemed to wake on its own and gently stroked the back of her neck. She kissed him again, marveling in how different his skin felt on her lips. Where Adam was smooth and cool, her serpent felt rough and warm, somehow more responsive to her touch.
She loved Adam, but she felt more alive with Serpent.
“I love you.”
“And what about Adam” Serpent teased?
Eve propped herself on an elbow and gently pinched his thigh.
“Ow!”

“That is not a proper response. I am the only woman in all creation, and you hesitate to speak soft words to me!”

Serpent laughed and drew Eve in to his arms. “Your love is returned, never doubt that.” He kissed her in such a way as to remove any such doubt. He moved his hand to the back of her head, entwining her silken hair through his fingers.

“Though ill-timed, the question remains true. What of Adam?”
Eve sighed. “He is aware that we have been intimate. How could he not?”

She felt Serpent’s other hand glide gently across over her skin. Eve shivered with delight and gooseflesh dotted her taught breasts.
“I see that I am not the only cunning creature in the garden,” Serpent mused. “You answer but avoid my question’s intent.”

“I love Adam. How could I not? He is flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone. I love you both.”
She closed her eyes, enjoying the attentions of his hand, and felt her nipples harden with anticipation. His touch was stronger, more sure, than her Adam’s. With Adam, they were partners in everything, and always he invited participation. Serpent was not a partner. There were moments like now when they spoke as equals, but these were the between times – a respite before they resumed their true natures. Serpent demanded surrender and Eve granted it. The pleasures of submission had their appeal.

Serpent half sat, half slid up against a tree, so that Eve found herself resting in his lap. His hands moved to the back of her head.
“I should go to him. I have hidden here too long with you.”
Serpent sighed. “I do not think I like the idea of sharing you. Let him yet wait for your company.” He gently pushed her head against his lap. Eve murmured something unintelligible, even to her, but did not protest. Her lips brushed against the head of his cock, and she felt it twitch. She kissed it then, letting her tongue dart out and lick the tip. He tasted of rosehip and dusk. It was not unpleasant.
“You did not seem to mind sharing me before.” Eve’s tongue slid along his shaft. Serpent sucked in his breath, making a soft hissing sound. “Or do you forget how you used my mouth, while Adam and I became one flesh?” she teased.

Serpent’s hands increased their pressure on the back of Eve’s neck, but still she withheld his prize, making sure her lips and tongue were never idle in their light touch. Serpent arched his hips, attempting to take full advantage of her mouth.

“I remember.” The words came soft and drawn out, keeping pace with her gliding tongue. “Sharing the pleasures of flesh has its own thrill, and I would seek it often. My greed lies in sharing your heart, something I would not willingly do.”

Eve felt fingers sliding into her. She was surprised at how ready she was for this. Her lips parted in pleasure and Serpent pressed his advantage. Eve surrendered with enthusiasm. She let his cock glide into her mouth, and felt him gently use her face. Having Serpent in her mouth gave her as much pleasure as having his fingers slide in her.
Almost.

She pushed herself against his hand and moaned softly on his cock. Lust, hot and delicious, raced through her body, and she began to meet Serpent’s thrusts with her mouth, greedy for the taste and feel of him. And his fingers, his fingers seemed to be everywhere.

She grabbed the shaft with her hand, both to increase his pleasure and to prevent him from pushing too hard in his desire. She covered his hand with hers, forcing his fingers to adopt the rhythm she desired.

Suddenly Eve cried out in need, as fingers slid away and Serpent’s beautiful manhood was taken from her mouth. Before she could protest, however, she found herself facing her lover, legs straddling his waist.
Strong hands encircled her waist and manipulated her into position.

“You will love me. No other.” Serpent held her there, suspended inches above his straining cock. His breath was labored but not, Eve suspected, from the physical effort of holding her.

“No,” she panted. “Now take me, cunning creature.”
Still he held her inches from her desire. Eve heard herself mewling with need.

“You love only me.”
“No.”
“Only me.”
“No.”
“Only me.”

Serpent let her fall on his cock, and Eve screamed as she sank down, feeling him grind against her.
He lifted her again, until only the tip remained inside her.
“Only me.”
She felt him enter again. Again, she shook with pleasure.
“No,” she moaned.
Pleasure thrummed through her like the word of God and Eve started screaming.
Again she was lifted. Again she sank down into the basest pleasures.

“Only me.”
“No.”

At some point, Eve felt sharp little teeth on her neck. She didn’t care. She rose, she fell. She screamed. Pleasure seemed to pour from both Serpent’s cock and his mouth. It went on forever. There was no rest; no Sabbath here. Orgasm followed orgasm, each reviving and destroying her.
“Yes.”

I had to look the word up. Is that a deal breaker?

SNAPPLE FUN FACT: 

A sapiosexual can be dumb as a brick. 

I have an IQ of 145 (for the purposes of this gag). I get hard just thinking about dumb blondes. ? 

So if you're a dumb blonde sapiosexul, hit me up!

On another note, I've developed a new language that is a series of grunts, clicks and whale songs. I based it on an algorithm that was first used to decode parts of the Rosetta stone. I've named my new language, but the word can't be spelled with letters. I will be speaking ?[audio below] and only speaking ?[audio below] from now on. 

Are you wet yet?

Stand by the open window.

framed in moonlight,  clothed only in silence and shadow. 

The cool night air plays on bare flesh, drinking in your heat.

Shiver.

              widen your.    stance.

                          Let it in.

I prepare the table.

Fresh bamboo sheets, luminous.

Shedding light.

You too are luminous in my dark.

Shedding need. 

The anticipation of you tickles the throat but

I hide my thirst from you. 

Silk ties. black. blue. red.

Striped. New, fresh. untouched.

Placed on the perfect sheets.

Our table is set.

Almost.

The flogger. Black and Red. Braided. 

Intertwined.

As pleasure and pain are intertwined.

My hand finds you

wet with hunger. 

I can feel the weight of your need

to fall forwad. To fall into me for release.

But you are my good girl and you wait...

to be continued. 

AND SERPENT MAKES THREE
And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes … she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat; and she gave also unto her husband with her, and he did eat.
And the eyes of them both were opened, and they knew that they were naked.
- Genesis 3:6-7

“You smell different.” Adam sniffed Eve's hair. His breath was heavy, like the horned unnamed beasts that made their homes in the grasses of the garden. Eve smiled and laid a hand on Adam’s stomach. They were lying on a bed of moss, bathing in starlight. The night air felt delicious on her fevered skin - a balm applied to their heated exertions.
The stars where beautiful but her thoughts were elsewhere tonight. With Adam’s seed still wet upon her thighs, Eve’s mind turned to the Tree, and the things she had done while Serpent had pressed her against the hard roots.

I smell of serpent, and sweat and sex, she thought.

The sweetness of the fruit and the salt of Serpent both lay heavy on her tongue. Her nipples stiffened at the memory of the taste. With Serpent pushing into her and her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of the fruit, Eve’s entire body had been drowning in pleasure. Serpent had covered her with his body, pressing her to the ground, and all her body shook against him. His thick member had pinned her to the ground, otherwise she was certain she’d have flown away, scattered to the heavens.

Adam nuzzled her, and Eve remembered where she was.
“Do I? Is it unpleasant,”
“Unpleasant? What do you mean?” Adam did not understand.

He does not know unpleasant, Eve remembered. She kissed Adam’s chest and let her lips rest on his nipple.

He cannot weigh, cannot judge. The thought saddened her and for a moment Eve forgot the memory of her pleasures.

“I met Serpent today. I was bathing in the river, and he was there, staring at me.”

“Oh?” Adam closed his eyes, letting the warm breeze wash over him. “I have not seen the creature since I named him. All other creatures I have seen in the Garden, but not him.”

“Well, I saw him and he saw me,” Eve breathed. The same warm breeze kissed her breasts and she shivered, reminded of Serpent’s hot breath. Adam’s eyes were still closed. Eve quickly raised the forbidden fruit to her mouth and softly bit into its flesh. The juice flooded her mouth, but she did not swallow.

Instead, she slid her head down Adam’s chest, stopping only when her lips rested on his cock. Liquid light spilled from her mouth and onto his flesh. He moaned and his member became instantly rigid. Eve smiled and swallowed the rest of the juice. She let her tongue run over the top of the head and it seemed to swell more than ever. Still, it was nothing compared to Serpent’s. The memory of being taken in the dust, of Serpents hard flesh pinning her to the ground made Eve squirm, and she began teasing herself with her free hand.

“He showed me something wonderful.” She took Adam into her mouth then, marveling at the hardness and the eat of thing. There is power here.
Adam’s hips bucked and he sucked in his breath. “Everything is wonderful,” he moaned. Eve released his cock and laughed. “You have no idea, husband.” She kissed his cock one more time and sat up, her legs straddling Adam’s waist, her womanhood rubbing lazily against his shaft. Eve admired her legs. They were soft and taut at the same time.
“Yes, everything is wonderful.” Eve felt wetness and heat. She slowly wriggled her way up, and gently began to slide rub herself against Adam’s chin and she once again felt the stirring of desire. It was only an echo of what she had experienced earlier, but was no less welcome for it.

Behind Adam, Eve saw the Serpent appear from the darkness. He was smiling and he was hard. As far as Eve knew, he was always hard.

Eve placed the fruit against Adam’s lips, holding it there only with her pelvis.

“What is this?”

Serpent approached and stood just behind Adam’s head. His rigid cock pointed at Eve, but it was a tease. He was too far away for her to do anything.
She pushed herself forward a little, and felt the roundness of the fruit pressing into her, making her shudder.

“Taste,” Eve whispered. She arched her back slightly and her hand found Adam’s cock. She stroked him, her eyes never leaving Serpent. “Taste,” Eve repeated.

The air was heavy with the sweetness of the fruit, the fragrance of Eve, and the scent of Serpent all at once. Adam moaned. “This fruit is forbidden. You know it is death to eat.”

Adam’s cock was slick with its own juice and slid easily against Eve’s hand. She increased the arch of her back, until the silhouette of their bodies became a broken bow. Still her eyes stayed fixed on the Serpent. He was stroking himself, his hand a blur in the night. Eve saw his thick cock glisten in the starlight.

“It is not death,” Eve whispered. “It is desire.” The fruit felt rough and warm against her lips. Eve reveled in it. “Taste husband.” It is not death, but rather the taste of desire.

Serpent smiled and took a step closer. Eve knew she spoke the truth, but she left much unsaid. Her hips started to gyrate, but her eyes focused on Serpent and his hand. Her tongue peeked out, wet with invitation and promise.

“Taste,” she urged. Her womanhood pressed against the fruit and rolled it over Adam’s lips. Her hand kept working Adam’s shaft. It felt thick in her hand, but it was Serpents large cock that filled her vision.

“God has forbidden.” Adam used his hips to push his cock into Eve’s hand.

Eve pinched her nipple with her other hand, sending a small shock of pleasure to join the stronger ones. She was losing herself, her pussy slipping over the fruit. She felt it bump against Adam’s nose. “T-t-taste,” she whimpered. “Taste and come with me, flesh of my flesh.” Eve was unsure if her words were meant for Adam or Serpent. Both.

Her gaze was one of pure hunger. Serpent’s cock was beautiful. Eve remembered how it felt, hot like some gorgeous, springy rock that had been baked in the sun. She ached to feel the return of its heat.
Adam moaned. “God knows. God Watches.”
Her thighs shook with every thrust. Eve stopped playing with Adam’s cock and grabbed his face between her hands. Serpent moaned and hissed. He took another step, and now his cock was only inches from Eve’s mouth.
“Taste.”
“Are you sure,” Adam whispered?
Eve took the fruit and placed it against his mouth. When he bit into it, she screamed.

Then Serpent was there, his cock working its way furiously down her throat, even as Adam feasted. She felt Adam’s lips and tongue sliding against her in delicious counterpoint to her Serpent’s thrusts. Her hands encircled Serpent’s waist, helping her balance herself between the two creatures, leaving Adam to thrust into the air in frustration and lust. His mouth firmly against her, and Eve felt herself pressing against him as waves of pleasure gripped her.
Serpent took Eve’s head in his hands, taking his pleasure in her mouth. Eve’s eyes stayed fixed on him, she was lost in the dual pleasures of being pleased and pleasing.
Serpent roared as he came, but neither Eve nor Adam heard. They were lost.

This is the second chapter of a work in progress. It's the first time I've tried recording my voice for any extended period of time.  You can read the first chapter of "Bible Erotica," where Serpent seduces Eve, somewhere in the last 10 or so blog posts.  

P.S. There will be abrupt pauses etc. as I deal with unruly dogs and Jehova Witnesses.

PPS.  SO I learned that there's a time limit. Had to stop the recording before the chapter was finished. 

If people want to keep listening, I'll post another snippet later. 

For you shallow perverts who just like to get off as much as possible, do you give good phone?

Have you had any horrible phone sex?

What do you like about it?

What do you hate about?

Why do I care?

And for the record, I give great phone. 

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