Erotica - Adam and Eve

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The first time I laid eyes on my Adam was at work. It was just a simple introduction, but somehow I knew he would change my life.

He was tall, had dark hair, gorgeous brown eyes and a smile to make a woman’s knees weak. He was very intelligent. A good looking man with brains was always my weakness. I kept asking myself ‘where was this man years ago? Before I got married?’

Our relationship was simple at first. We would go to lunch often. I would sneak glances at him from across the table. I would imagine myself straddling him in his chair and riding his hard cock until I came. I would constantly wonder if he could feel the sexual tension that I felt in the air. There were times when his hand would brush my leg by accident or his fingers would reach for mine across a table. But he never said or did anything more, so I kept my urges to myself. After all, I was married with 2 kids.

It started to become harder and harder to have a simple meal with him. There were always too many people around. I wanted to be alone with him. In the car rides to and from the restaurants, he’d usually drive. I would sit there and daydream about the things we could do in the backseat for that lunch hour, if only he’d let me.

Then one day I just asked him, “do you feel it too?” He looked me in the eyes and I swore I saw his eyes turn a deep gold color. Was that desire? I wondered. Instantly he knew what I was talking about. His reply was “yeah, I feel it too, but I was trying to control it.”

How very noble of him. Nobel indeed, when I was willing to do anything he asked of me. Anything at all. He simply had to ask.

Time flew by quickly and then one weekend my husband went out of town. So I took the kids to the babysitters for the night. And then I called Adam. We had a date for that night. I was filled with sexual excitement. I wanted it to be everything I imagined. And I wanted it to be worth his while. So I shaved my pussy, that way Adam would know that I didn’t want any barriers between us. Then I took a nice perfumed bath so that I would smell perfect for him. Lastly, I put on the sexiest clothes I could find, not bothering with panties. To me, I was Eve. And Eve was going to get her Adam.

We met for dinner and then we drove to a hotel. We didn’t talk about what we were doing. We just did it.

He followed me into the hotel room and that’s when he let go of his control. It was amazing to see him give in. Give in to the need for me. How much more excited it made me feel when he grabbed me and pushed me against the door. “I have to have you,” he said as he slammed his mouth to mine. Our tongues started to battle one another. I couldn’t get enough of his mouth on mine. Our tongues tasted and licked and then tasted some more. His kisses made me wet with anticipation and I could hear myself moan in pleasure. He pushed up my shirt and pulled my bra out of his way. The feel of his hands on my breasts made me quiver. It felt so good. It felt so right. When his tongue darted out and circle my hardened nipple, I almost fell to the floor. His strength alone kept me standing.

He teased my swollen orbs for a while with his tongue. Then slowly, we moved to the bed, our clothes disappearing on our way. I pushed him down on the bed and stood there smiling at his hard cock. I had wanted it for so long. Now it was mine, all mines. He grabbed his shaft and held it out for me. “You want this?” he asked. God yes, did I want it. I didn’t bother him with a verbal answer. Instead, I knelt down and gently removed his hand and placed mine around his swelling erection. I could feel it throbbing for me. Eagerly I inched closer and closed my mouth on the head of his penis. He moaned for me. My pussy got wetter. I began to suck and stroked and suck. He moaned louder. I sucked harder and deeper. I had to have all of him in my mouth. I just kept sucking and licking.

I’d probably still be there if he wouldn’t have pulled me up and tossed me on my back on the bed. Before I could get my bearings, he knelt between my legs, spread them wide and said, “I’ve been dyeing to taste you all night long”.

As the first lick of his tongue touched my clitoris, I nearly bucked him off me. The pleasure was so intense, so all consuming. As he licked me inside and out, I could hear him saying those words over and over again in mind. ‘Dyeing to taste you, taste you…’ I couldn’t get it out of my mind. It was so erotic to me. He kept licking me and then he slipped one finger inside my hot pussy. Somehow he knew what I needed, what I wanted, what made me hottest. He stroked his finger in and out as he licked me up and down. It made me reach the top of the peak so fast that I was almost disappointed when I came. But he licked my juices up like it was the only thing he wanted ever to do. He took his time to intensify my pleasure. My Adam sure knew how to use his tongue.

But I had to have him. I had to have his hard cock pumping inside me.

I quickly pushed him up and onto his back. Then I put my mouth on his hard cock again. I couldn’t get enough of it. I sucked and licked until I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to have him. I knelt above him, straddling him and slowly, very slowly, sank down onto his hard cock. I moaned with pleasure. He cried out my name. Hearing my name from his lips in ecstasy made me cum. He laughed and called me insatiable. I laughed back and went for a ride.

All I wanted to do was ride up and down his hot, throbbing shaft. He pushed himself up a little and leaned on his elbows. It made the pleasure almost unbearable. It was so intense, feeling his dick inside me. It was so hot, so hard, and so fucking good. Before I knew it, I came again.

Quickly he pushed my back to lie on my back, moving so fast that he didn’t dislodge himself from my greedy, wet pussy. I was thankful. I didn’t want it to leave me. I had to have it for as long as I could get it. He bent my knees back and pulled his cock out almost completely, but very slowly. Then he rammed himself into me.

It was glorious. I had wanted him for so long and now I was getting all of him. In and out, he moved. Harder. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Faster. I’m not sure if I said those words out loud, but he knew what I wanted. And he gave, he gave me it all.

We both climaxed together. I didn’t want it to end. But I knew we had all night. After all, Eve had just gotten a taste of her forbidden fruit. And Adam was the sweetest thing she’d ever tasted.

It turned out to be a very long night with very little sleep.

As I look back on that night, I wonder what made it so intense. Could it be because I wasn’t supposed to be there with him? I wasn’t supposed to be with my Adam. Or was it two sexual souls finding one another and joining together in pleasure?

Either way, he moved away and time travels on. My husband has never known about that night and I’m not telling him. To me, that night will always remind me of when I was Eve and I had my Adam.