Eden Stories

“Hello, Agnes.” Agnes looked up from where she was kneeling in her vegetable garden. It was the spirit of Burt, Mayor of Heavenly Aden. It was hot and she was wearing only a pair of shorts and a sleeveless blouse. He was shirtless. Her hands were soiled with dirt. “Hello, Burt,” she answered. “Welcome!” She stood up, brushed strands of light brown hair out of her eyes, rubbed her hands together to clean off the dirt, and...

Night was just beginning to envelope the land as he set fourth. A gentle breeze rolled in from the south, rustling the underbrush and carrying with it a thousand fascinating scents. He breathed deep, relishing the bouquet of flowers, fruits, a thousand wild kinds of dung and dark, rich earth. He filled his lungs with the smells of countless unseen beasts and a multitude of roots and leaves and vines. He cast his eyes towa...

Somebody is burning the wood Flames arising and being lost as fumes Your hand all over me making me feel good In our churning bodies our love resumes.Naked as we are, giggling in fun Oil and cream, rubbing and joy Bright sky, cool water and scorching sun Suddenly a hard clutch on my crotch, Ohh Boy!Giggling turned into wriggling.. Meat hardens inside my warm palm My eager eyes looks up to you asking Whether my lips or str...