First Love First Sin

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I remember how hard we took the fall. We broke every bone in our body, but we lived . God had plans for us. After we recovered we heard God give us instructions to be able to live. He told Adam to build a shelter that would protect us from rain and cold. He also cursed us. He cursed me to endure the most excruciating pain in labor, as I will give Adam sons and daughters and cursed Adam to gain our food that will sustain our lives with the pain and sweat of his hard work. The work we did in the Eden Garden was simple, because everything was easy. But here was terrible, the earth was full of scary creatures, the animals were savage and hungry and the soil was coverd with briar and thorns all over. Adam worked hard and everything he did, did it with his own sweat and blood, just like God intented him to do. Also when we came here to Earth, God has told me to obey Adam, to attend his wishes and that he will reign over me. And this why for millenniums the man worked hard to sustain his family and the woman was responsible for the household and the children.

Because of my sin, all women have to be subjected to their husbands. There is no more equality between them and this is a God given command. And so we did as God has asked us.

I remember there was days that we starved because finding food wasn't easy and Adam has not yet learned to hunt. Some days we were parched because water wasn't easy to find. It took time until we realized we had to store them somehow.

After weeks of despair, fatigue and accomodation, we finally understood that this is our new life. Adam had built a shelter that we found ways to make it more comfortable.

Soon we discovered the desire. After we have accommodated with our new horrible home and learned how to stay alive between all those adversities, we noticed that every time we were close something happened. We had a feeling of a scratch that we couldn't scratch. We did not know then it was arousal. I began sitting closer and closer next to him, pretending that I was cold, just to feel his body next to mine, I was caressing him all over his chest because I loved the way I felt his skin under my palm. Now you could call it teasing but we did not knew what we were doing and we tortured one another like this for weeks. He began also to caress me and I would shiver under his touch. We both needed more but we did not know how or what we needed. After a few days of touching ourselves I saw that his organ grew larger every time we had our moments and my curiosity made me touch it and he loved it. I remember how much I was enjoying his pleasure. In that night I gave him his first o****m. When he came on my hand we both looked at his semen and we were scared. Maybe we did something wrong. The next night he touched me down there, because he said that the feeling was so intense and extraordinary that I should have it too. I stopped him in that night, my arousal and my building o****m scared me too much as I was feeling that I had no air and my body was in a complete shiver. For another week we returned to our old habits, no more touching down there. But as the time passed and our arousal and desire grew stronger we did it again. This time, even though I told him to stop, he didn't. He was so happy with that feeling I gave him again that he really wanted me to feel it in all his power. So he began touching and caress me all over my body, insisting on my lower half. I was already started to move by my self some how searching for something more. As I was thrusting against his hand with no reason at all, he noticed something very important. My special place had an entrance. He explored it with his finger and I was moaning in pleasure. His special buddy woke up again because of my moaning and probably my dirty look. He then thought he might try to put it there, where his finger gave me such a big pleasure. I remember how hard I screamed. I felt like he tore me apart and a sharp pain was killing all my pleasure. He took it out quickly and began apologizing to me. I was crying because the pain did not go away even though he got it out of me. We soon saw a string of blood. I laugh now when I think how scared he was because of that. He thought he harmed me in an irremediable way.

For another week we returned to our simple games. We were scared but still we enjoyed too much the pleasure of our bodies in contact. The shiver that we both had when we felt the other one touching us became like a drug for us. I loved the scent of his skin. Every night I would cuddle next to him and rest my face on his chest. I would go to sleep breathing him. I don't know if you had this feeling but it's an incredible one. And his scent...it's unique.

One night, we both were extremely aroused. We were naked and our hand bean explorin again. It was driving us crazy. We were both swuirming, moaning wanting more...and we did it again. This time was almost no pain. He was in Heaven, figuratively speaking and I was feeling complete. The feeling was new and the pleasure, well, it was another kind of pleasure. Adam began thrusting his hips more and more and I was delighted to see all that lust in his eyes. He was lusting for me, lost in his pleasure. Soon I was moving to meet him half way, again not knowing why I was doing that. He had the most powerful o****m and so did I.

Our first encounter, after so many weeks of despair, was magical, with sparks and love butterflies .