The Sweetest Fruit

Her hands glided up his thighs smoothly. Her eyes never left his as she wrapped her fingers around him. He was large enough that she could fit both her hands around it. She lowered her head towards the swollen, purple tip, and as she did other words came to her. Harlot. Slut. Whore . What did they mean? She wasn't certain, but she liked the idea of them all the same. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and twirled around the edge of his cock, before she took it into her lips.

His face creased with a calming smile. "Mmmmm....yes....yes Eve...Worship it." He moaned quietly. Her tongue moved around its tip methodically, flicking back and forth, as her hands slid up and down the shaft, squeezing and massaging as they went. He was so thick and solid in her mouth. She could feel it throb between her lips like a living thing. Her head moved faster. She breathed deeply from her nose. One of her hands pumped down the saliva slick rod as the other cupped around his testicles. Her mind was still exploding. It was like a great tsunami raging over her. She knew the intricacies of her own body and of his. Her loins twanged and groaned for relief, her nipples protruded rigidly, eager to be pinched and rubbed and suckled.

Her head moved back and forth, tongue swirling with precision. She felt his hands slip into her hair and grip. He grunted and pulled back on it, as she took him as deep into her as he would go. He tugged harder and she stopped, looking up at him, her hands still slithering over him. Then he was lowering himself. Coming towards the earth, grabbing her waist as he did. I want him. I want him inside of me , she thought, I want to feel his cock plowing into me . And she was going to the ground as she thought it, rubbing her hands over his arms as she went.

He laid her on the slick grass, his movements forceful and quick, without discussion or warning. Kneeling before her he nudged her thighs apart. She opened them without pause, her nails racking over the hard skin of his chest. His hands were all over her body. Touching every curve, every ridge, every orifice. He took hold of her hips as he leaned over her, pushing her legs even further apart.

Their eyes were locked. His mouth opened and she watched him run his forked tongue across his fanglike teeth. No word was spoken as she felt it pushed into her. Sublime agony gripped her as it tore her. She felt it stretching her, filling her. Her back arched. "Aaah! Oh!" Her eyes closed and her mouth formed a scream that did not come. Instead She sucked in breath and deeply as she could. "Huuuuuh!"

And he was still going into her. Slowly, inch-by-inch she felt it. She grabbed onto his shoulders. "Deeeeeeper." She moaned. He growled softly, and grunted and he pushed into her as deeply as she would take him in. She tightened herself around him. Squeezed him. She was so wet. She never dreamed pain could feel so good as he began to move, groaning as he did. Out of her to the very tip of his shaft and then filling her again.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Oh, I am your harlot!"

"Mmmm, yes...you are."

"Oh! Harder! Harder!"

He moved master, his rhythm increasing in tempo as their bodies made a glorious song of skin on skin. She threw her hips out to meet him, sticking her legs out straight and lifting her body with her shoulders. She wanted him in. Her nails dug into his back as he leaned towards her. She felt his tongue on her neck and his hot breath. His teeth ground into her gingerly. All the while he rose and fell into her and out of her.

He began to move faster again. She felt something welling inside her. Something swelling in her loins, spreading outwards, into the pit of her stomach and in her legs and arms and fingers and toes. Her entire body was tensing, poised on the edge of some great surge. "Huh. Huh. Huh! Hmmmm." He thrust himself in her and she felt it release.

She screamed. "Aaaaah!" The sound of her ecstasy tore into the night, echoing off the trees and stirring beasts from their slumber. It didn't stop. The surge intensified, and wave upon wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over her. He was breathing harder now. Every time he entered her he grunted and she loved the sound of him in her ear.

He pulled up suddenly. As he did, she saw his face contorting. He was changing. It was all in flashes before her eyes. In one instant he was a man, in another he was something else. A thing. Its skin became a dark hue of grey, its eyes slits of yellow. Drool dripped from the corner of its wide, razor lined mouth. It thrust once more into her, Her back arched and she moaned passionately. It threw its head back and issued an earsplitting roar to the sky. As she was struggling to catch her breath she saw something filling the world behind it. Something huge and black, that blotted out the moon and stars.

It was slipping out of her now, leaving her feeling empty. She breathed hard, her body wracked by a raw and wonderful ache. Its eyes looked at her with a kind of affection. A claw brushed her cheek gently. Her eyes felt very heavy. She reached her hand out towards its chest, but before she could touch it, it was above her. She heard a stir in the air and realization dawned on her. They were wings. Its wings had blotted out the moon. He was sailing upwards, ascending towards the stars. Whilst she was going down. Deeper and deeper, she was falling into the pit of sleep. At last she closed her eyes and could open them no more.

***

He soared into the cool, fresh, midnight air. He felt so light, so alive. The bat like wings on his back beat against the wind in sync with the rhythm in his chest. He basked in the moonbeams, drunk on his arousal and triumph, the memory of her slick, tight cunt fresh upon his cock. Half done. He chided himself. Do not forget. Your part is over but the task is but half done. Her part is just beginning.

Sighing, he circle back towards the tree line. His elation however would not abate. All he needed now was to watch. He found a tree on the edge of the clearing and settled in its branches, becoming one with the shadows. He bided his time as she slept on, idling sucking the juice of her sex from his fingers. His powers were as strong as ever now. Tonight was only the beginning. A world of possibilities opened before him. For her and for the male yes, but for so many more as well. He saw generation upon generation, cavorting in decadence.

As he rested in the tree, watching as she dozed he saw the beginning of dawn approaching. Not yet to where mortal eyes could see but beginning non-the less. Time was growing shorter. He began to wonder if he needed to act, when he heard the voice coming from the thicket. It was lost and full of fear. He smiled.

Wife? Wife, where are you? I've heard sounds in the night, and woken to find you gone! Wife?!

Beneath the tree she stirred. She could hear it too, though not clearly. To her it was muffled and distant. Already the tongue in her mind was slipping from her. He watched as she woke, dazed and curious, as the hours before returned to her slowly. With her hands she examined her body ponderously, rubbing down her breasts and stomach. They slipped over her thighs and she examined her fingertips. She saw the semen he had left upon her, mingled with the fluid of her body. She placed her fingers into her mouth as she got cautiously to her feet.

"Husband? I am here husband, come quickly!" She called back to him.

Her mate broke the line of trees, a look of great relief upon his face. Tall, and hued as she was, he was covered in lean, wild muscle and his uncovered manhood dangled freely. Wife, where have you b-? His smile faulted as he saw her standing beneath the forbidden tree. Eve...what have you done? He inched towards her, horror dawning in his eyes.

"It's alright my love. Come to me...it's better than you'd ever believe! Come please, taste it!"

No! It is forbidden. The Father commanded it! It brings death.

"There is no death here, there is life! There is wisdom! Wisdom of so much, my love! The Father would have us as children, but the fruit...the fruit is our future!"

She reached above her head, and plucked a fruit of the nearest branch. She held it out and stepped towards him. The male remained where he was, anguish on his face. You are mad. The fruit has poisoned you. It is folly.

"It has freed me!" She insisted walking closer to him, waving the fruit before the eyes. "Please Adam...taste it. Share it with me..." He stood his ground, tears forming in his eyes, as she wrapped her arm around his waist, grabbing the cheeks of his buttocks.

No.

She sighed sympathetically as she pressed herself to him. "Then taste me husband...." She put her lips, still wet with the forbidden fruit, delicately onto his. He watched holding his breath as they stood there a moment in perfect stillness.

Yes! Oh Yes! He thought, putting his hand to his mouth to keep from bursting in out in wildly laughter. Their mouths moved, opening wider to take more of each other in. She held him tighter as their tongues and lips and teeth clashed in mad battle. She broke away, pierced the skin of the fruit with her teeth, and then squeezed it over her body. The juices dripped over her breasts, over her mid-rift and over her legs. She brought it lower, letting it flow over her lips and thighs. "Taste me...taste every part of me my beautiful husband."

Already he was. Bowing into her, licking and sucking at her neck and shoulders, kissing her down her form. His tongue darted over her skin, circling her areolas, suckling her nipples. Her head rolled back in satisfaction. "Yes...yes, taste me more..."

He continued downwards, lapping at the sweet nectar as he went, covering her body with his lips. Until at last he was on his knees before her, his hands groping her hips as he kissed down her thighs. His mouth reached the cleft of her slit. She held what remained of the fruit above his face, and sighed deeply, squeezing the last drops of it onto to his extended tongue.

From the tree he heard them groaning, and watched as she lay down once more and her buried his face in her. Her hands went to his neck, pushing him in deeper, holding him in place. "Mmm, huh, huh, yes, yes, put your tongue in me my love, eat of my flesh and drink of my juice! Aw! Huh, huh! Do you taste it? Do you taste how sweet it is?!"

"Mmm!" He grunted, his hands pushing back on her legs so that the feet hung in the air. She shuddered. Her back arching as she moaned, hands gripping the locks of his hair fiercely.

He perched on the edge of the branch, eyes wide with delight, and sniffed. He could smell the sweet, salty fragrance of her lust. He could hear lap of Adam's tongue upon her clitoris. Such music!

Adam rose now to his knees. Eve got to hers, and took his face her hands, both of them panting. "Now take me..." she murmured. "Take me as bitch in heat, on all fours like a beast."

She bent over, presenting herself to him. Adam grabbed her hips and slid himself within her body without pause. They groaned together like rutting animals. They moved together with unhinged abandon. His buttocks pistoned back and forth, the hard shaft of his magnificent cock spearing her as she pushed back into him. Their moans were wild and unbridled, filled with raw and naked carnality.

"Aaaaw....aaaaaw.....Ah! aaaaaah!"

"Huh, huh, huuuuh....uuuugh..."

The horizon was beginning to redden now. Dawn was nigh. But his work was complete. The night had succeeded beyond his wildest expectations. All that is left now is to watch and enjoy the spect-

Raawwwr!

Suddenly the wind was knocked out of him totally and he was tumbling to the ground in shock. Pain shot into his body as he landed face first in the dirt. Light Bringer! What have you done?! a voice, half mad with righteous anger roared. A voice he at once recognized.

Ah, Michael. Good to see you again. It has been too long. He said calmly as he turned over, and wiped a droplet of blood from his lip. Pray, how are you and your fellow slaves? Still doci-? But a fist slamming into his jaw cut off the words. It sent him hurtling through the air and splayed him against a tree, dazed. He laughed with delirious glee to himself.

The Archangel towered over him, brilliant in radiance, his wings ten feet in span and leveled a the tip a flaming sword at his throat. I ask again Fallen, what have you done?

What have I done Sword of God? Lucifer said, tongues of flame licking at his flesh . I have taken from our Father that which he most loved. I have debased the pure. Forever after this night I shall be known as the supreme corrupter. Tell him that that which he treasured so much more than us is now worthless in his eyes! To be cast aside as cheaply one third of his host and I his most beloved once were!

Raaawr! The Angel roared again his eyes ablaze, he swung the fiery blade, but Lucifer saw the blow coming and sprang to the sky. The sward struck the tree which burst into a blaze in a flash. You have brought them death! He bellowed in a rage.

I have given them freedom! Lucifer spat . I have given them the choice he denied them! I have freed them from the prison of innocence! The fire was spreading, as other trees began to smolder and black smoke twisted upwards. The woods crackled and popped, flames leaping into the leaves, stirred by a harsh, cold wind blowing in form the north.

Brother you are too late. Look, dawn is here and the Father sees their sin.

He pointed his hand across the clearing towards his glorious victory. Indeed, the sun had broken the horizon, and in the center of the field the nude couple sat, clutching each other, casting their eyes about as the fire engulfed the garden. The wind rocked the trees. The acrid smoke rose to form a great cloud in the sky, banishing light from the world. Dawn had come. Eden was in flames. A new age had begun.