The stars were emerging in the twilight. Camp was deserted. Women, if you could yet name them such, were bathing infants at the river. The men had gone to strip a nearby mammoth carcass. Eve, as scientists would christen her, remained behind by arrangement with her lover. He would answer for his absence from the hunt later. She lay down and opened her legs. The idea of shaving those legs would have seemed ridiculous in th...
Looking through the viewfinder, Tim recorded his best friend Alex pushing his cock deep into Eve. Eve raked her blood-red French-tipped nails along Alex’s thighs, up his back, and across his shoulders. She gripped him fiercely and reveled as his cock entered her for the first time. Larger than Tim, her sex flushed with his entry, warming her. Alex brought the heat to her pussy, the good kind. Eve moaned. Taking Alex for a...
A puzzled expression crossed Tim's thin face. He shot Caesar a look before turning to Eve as she came down the stairs. Tim knew that radiant look from the first year they were married. There was love all over. John Bull followed, carrying her overnight bag. "Is this what you meant?" Caesar nodded. "Tim, I said you needed to be ready for this. Are you?" Tim looked at the glass of beer in his hand and studied the bubbles dr...
His nectar, his milk, the seed of Caesar, was inside her and coated her cervix. The goddess of Eve's biology rewarded her behavior with a waterfall of endorphins. Blissful feelings enveloped Eve; she felt complete. Caesar's member softened; his eruption and aftershocks subsided. As he withdrew, a residue of magma dripped thickly onto the bedsheet. He rolled onto his back, and Eve nestled into his arm and sighed. She had g...
Oh, God. What if Tim is right? The phrase blazed within Eve's head as Caesar thrust inside. Six days earlier, Eve chose to eat an apple from the tree of extramarital sex. John Bull offered Caesar Antonio Alexander; she plucked him from a shortlist of men John recommended. Tim's tender participation supported Caesar's seduction and penetration of Eve. The two men melted her objections earlier. She was leaving a wet mess in...
When Eve returned from John's condo, she and Tim hugged and cried and then spread out the spring rolls and Kung Pao chicken she'd brought. They talked openly about the secrets of his sex life. She was shocked to learn Tim masturbated daily, and he'd had more orgasms with himself over the ten years of their marriage than he did with her. She fully expected he masturbated with the same frequency she did. Perhaps a couple of...
Eve Flees Eve had an almost sleepless night. Drifting between short naps and long periods of drowsy thinking, Eve realized she couldn’t face Tim in the morning; not after seeing him last night with his dick in his hand and another woman watching him masturbate. She texted John at five in the morning. Bfst ur place? Where else could she turn except John? She couldn’t go to her family or her friends. None of them could ev...
Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I haven't wet the bed, I hope it's not from an animal that came inside the cabin to escape the snow. Snow. Of course it's snow, I look up and can see a fine flutter of sno...
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...
EVE'S HUNGERWas it hunger for the fruit that made me reachand pluck from the forbidden tree that Autumn day,that made me turn and smell its fragrance,see it shining in that slant of light,walk, then run through weeds above my knees,shove aside the bending goldenrodswith my bare arms,ignore the humming bees,my eyes staring straight aheadat what I wanted dangling on the lowest branch?Why did I walk past other trees just as...
