Date: Thu, 4 Aug 2005 17:10:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jayden Angel <lovesjadedangel@yahoo.com>
Subject: Secrets of Eden

This is a lesbian work of fiction. The characters within this
story are strictly of my own making. Any similarity between them and
people of real life is strictly coincidental and frankly... I would be
extremely curious to know how they were similar. I love a good story.
*smiling* If relationships between two women offends you in any way then
please stop reading at once. If you are like the rest of us who come to
Nifty, then you have already realized that love exists regardless of
prejudice. For those readers, I hope very much that you enjoy this story.
Comments are welcome, but please keep any criticism constructive. Take
care. ~Jayden


Secrets of Eden
by Jayden


          Have you ever had a fantasy which would not leave your mind
until it had experienced the joys of becoming a reality? Often times, we
run the risk of potential disappointment. There is the possibility that
the fantasy might not live up to the splendor we have granted it within
the coveted realms of our own minds.

           I battled with this, contemplating whether it would be worth
it to grant physical life to the fantasy I had birthed within my mind
while moonlight caressed my skin and my hands sought to explore my
shimmering folds. Finally, I decided that the flashes of images I had
seen overtake my mind at all hours of the day and night would not be
denied and I sought to make them real by whatever means necessary.

           The Internet was a wonderful source of information. It proved
to be precisely the place to go to discover a sort of `underworld', if
you will, that I would need to access the places I had only visited in my
mind.

           I found websites dedicated to my deepest desires, but still...
even as I sat at my desk, I found myself wondering if I could actually
summon the courage to contact any of these people with `like interests.'

          Joining several groups introduced me to many women who shared
my emotions, my private hungers and I must admit that knowing this,
having found these others gave me an incredible sense of relief that I
was not perverse for having these thoughts or relief in the simple fact
that I was not alone.

                                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          Restlessness found me awake when most were enwrapped by the
gentle embrace of a lover or locked within the embrace of sleep. I was
far from either. Frustrated with the insomnia which seemed to be courting
me so diligently, I went to my computer. Although, I must admit, it was
not for the first time on a night such as this.

          A small box appearing at the bottom of my screen surprised me.
I wondered who could be sending me an IM at this time of night. My heart
raced as the conversation progressed. Truly if a soul could possess a
twin, I had found it this night. Every sentence left unfinished could be
completed by the other. We spent much of the night talking in this way
until night gave way to day and day brought with it the reminder that our
bodies did need the sleep we had postponed for so long in order to
continue on with our time together.

          When at last I signed offline, I was ready for sleep, but the
exhaustion I should have known was not with me. I slipped into bed with a
soft smile on my lips, replaying the conversation I had had with this
fascinating woman in my mind. Her words danced through my head even as I
drifted to sleep, eternally grateful that I had experienced this late
night during the weekend and that I had no place to be today.

          Just before sleep took me, I whispered her name in a sigh that
spoke of my curiosity, my deep-seeded desire to know more about this
woman. "Eden."

          In the weeks ahead, we spoke every day. We rushed through the
mundaneness of every day life in order to get to that time together. The
longer that this went on, I realized how completely she commanded my
thoughts. This woman proved to be all that I could think of. She
captivated in ways I had thought unimaginable before our meeting. I found
myself compelled by an unsatiable intrigue. There was no detail about her
too small for me to hunger for its knowledge and I learned much to my
grateful delight that she felt the same.

         When the subject of our speaking over the phone was touched
upon, my heart danced inside my chest, threatening to race out of
control. With an excitement that I had never known, we agreed to speak
the following night.

         That night I found myself drifting to thoughts of her as I
always did. What would her eyes look like while staring into mine? How
would her hair lay against the pillows when she was caught in the
tenderness of sleep? What would her skin feel like against mine? What
would my name sound like when uttered from her lips? All these things and
so much more plagued my thoughts as I struggled to find sleep, but I only
managed to stare out the far window, growing lost in the stars wondering
if perhaps my Eden was doing the same.

                               ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

         The phone rang causing me to jump with surprise. I glanced
quickly to the clock. We had agreed to speak at 7pm and Eden had phoned
right on time. My hand trembled with excitement as I reached for the
phone.

         "Hello," I answered.

         A voice of pure velvet greeted me with loving familiarity. I
swayed at the depth of it, at its sultry nature.

        "You'll think this is funny---," Eden said. The smile which I
knew she wore pierced through to her voice with a sensual grace. "---But
I thought that maybe you had changed your mind when it rang a few times."

          I laughed softly under my breath. To be perfectly honest, the
thought of not speaking to Eden had never crossed my mind. "No," I said
softly. "I just didn't want to seem as though I had been waiting by the
phone all day and scare you by answering too quickly."

         Eden laughed into her chest. "You'll have to do better than that
if you want to scare me," she teased. "And by the way, were you?"

        "Was I what?" I asked, quickly falling into that ease we shared
while online.

        "Waiting by the phone all day."

         I blushed a dark crimson, raking my fingers through my hair as
my head unconsciously lowered shyly. "Maybe," I admitted sheepishly.

        "Want to know a secret," she whispered into the phone.

         Releasing a trembling breath at the intimacy of her voice in
that simple whisper, I nodded. "Yes."

         "I have been too."

          I smiled, relieved that I was not alone in my anxious
excitement.

          Our conversation lasted well into the night before our
stifled-yawns grew more and more frequent and we begrudgingly had no
choice but to wish one another goodnight.

          I crept into bed, looking to her picture which remained propped
upon my dresser. I must have stared at the pictures of Eden for countless
moments, completely entranced by each one, enslaved by her every feature.
It was the first one of her which I had received that held me captive now
while I remained teetering on the ebb of sleep and the waking world.

         Her features were beauty in the ageless sense of the word. If I
were an artist, she would be my muse for a lifetime of artistic
creations. All of which would never possess the magnitude of grace found
in the tiniest wisp of her long sienna hair. The catlike shape of her
intense brown eyes commanded me to hold their gaze. I did so willingly,
succumbing to the radiance she exuded from her every fiber.

        With the image of her burning within my mind's eye, I began drift
to sleep, but a sound caused me to sit up. The ringing of my phone in the
living room made my eyes shift to the glowing phone atop my nightstand. I
reached out for it, recognizing the number as that of Eden.

        "I know that we just got off the phone," Eden said softly, "but I
really wanted to wish you a good night again."

         I smiled, resting against my bed once more. "I'm glad you
called," I whispered. "I was thinking about you."

        Nestling against my pillows, I could hear the subtle sounds of
Eden settling within her bed. Neither one of us spoke beyond that point.
Instead, the sounds of our breathing grew more relaxed and softer.
Silence reigned as we drifted off to sleep, contented by the other's
presence.

        I had never slept as soundly or as peacefully as I did that night
with the sense of having Eden with me. I could feel her so intensely. I
knew the joys of having her arms around me and the scent of her hair
tickling my senses.

                                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~


        A month had passed, one month of days spent remembering being
with my love the night before and nights spent curled up to the
tenderness of the voice whispering into my ear. It was funny how
unthinkable it seemed to me now to go one single day without hearing her
voice. She had overtaken all I knew and with each passing moment, that
power only seemed to grow because she soon became all I ever cared to
know.

        "I was thinking about you while I was at work today," she said.

         I smiled. "I was doing the same. And I'm really beginning to
think that my boss is starting to wonder about me."

        Eden laughed. "I know exactly what you mean!"

        "You too, huh?"

        "Oh, yes. My boss must think that I'm a total space cadet. I'll
just look out a window in the middle of a meeting and get lost thinking
about you."

        "Well at least I know I'm not the only one."

        "No, you're definitely not, baby. "

         We laughed then Eden groaned slightly after the tiny pause
coming from her end.

         "Baby, hold on just a moment please. Someone is beeping in."

         "All right, darling."

          I waited for a few minutes until I heard her click back to me.

         "I'm sorry about that," Eden sighed.

         "That's all right. Is everything okay?"

          She huffed a laugh. "Apparently, I'm no fun, but other than
that... yes, baby."

         "No fun?"

          The smile that I loved to hear seeping through to her voice was
there yet again. "My friends want me to go out to dinner and maybe a
movie afterwards tomorrow night, but I told them I can't."

         "Why not?"

         "Because I want to stay home with you."

         "Darling, you can go out with them if---"

         "I know," she answered before I could finish. "Truthfully
though, I would much rather be with you." There was a moment of
hesitation before she added, "Did you want to go out with---"

        "No," I interrupted. "I really can't think of a better way to
spend my evening than here with you."

         There was a sigh of relief which left her lips then silence.

         "What are you thinking?" I asked after the silence lengthened.

         "Would you like to go out?"

          I chuckled almost soundlessly into my chest as she began
stumbling over her own words. It seemed so unlike her.

         "I mean, with me. I know this great restaurant that I think you
might enjoy and---"

         "I'd love to," I answered putting an end to her nervous ramble.

         "Really?" Eden asked.

         "Yes."

         We agreed to meet the next night for what would be our first
date.

         When I saw her waiting for me at our table overlooking the
ocean, I felt tears stinging my eyes at her beauty. She turned to me in
that very moment then smiled the most breathtaking smile I had ever seen.

          This was the first of many dates in the coming weeks, but it
was on a breezy summer night that our relationship changed.

                                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~


          I slipped out of my cab with a curious frown on my face. This
was the address that Eden had asked me to meet her at, but there was
nothing here. It was only a dark alley between two old buildings. I
stared down at the piece of paper in my hand, wondering if perhaps I had
read it wrong. A groan left my lips as my cab pulled away, leaving me
completely and utterly alone.

         "Dammit," I growled trying to wave for the driver to come back,
but it was too late. He was gone. I roughly brushed my fingers through my
hair then sighed. "What the hell is going on?"

         A quiet sound coming from behind me caused my blood to run cold.
As I turned to look over my shoulder, I was blinded by the sudden
overwhelming might of white light piercing through the darkness. I lifted
my hand to shield my eyes from the car's lights.

         "Who's there?" I demanded while struggling to mask my fear.

         Before I could see what was coming, a gloved hand moved over my
mouth. I fought and struggled with my attacker even as I was dragged
toward the car. With each labored fear-laced breath, my vision began to
tunnel. What was the scent overwhelming my senses? The answer caused my
heart to thunder inside my ear.

        **Chloroform.**

                                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~


         Slowly, my eyes fluttered open. I shivered with the feel of cool
air kissing my naked skin.

         Where was I, I wondered.

         I searched the dark room with my eyes, seeing little by the pale
blue light of the moon. My head was throbbing. I started reaching to
clutch my head but stopped when I realized that I could not move my
hands. My wrists were bound where they remained above my head. I looked
upward, noting that a silk scarf secured my wrists firmly to the
headboard.

        There was a gentle rustling from the foot of the bed. Turning my
head in the direction of the sound, I then drew in a sharp breath. I
could feel a tongue lightly touching itself to my hip.

        "Whoever you are, please don't hurt me," I pleaded.

         Hands gripped tightly at my thighs. I narrowed my eyes on the
ring adorning the woman's ring-finger. I knew that ring. My fear changed
to excitement and intense arousal as I realized that the very fantasy
which had brought Eden and I together was being made real.

         Roughly, my thighs were forced apart. The lips brushing against
my skin were the same lips that I lived to kiss, the lips which possessed
a fullness that left me aching with desire. With slow deliberation, teeth
bit down into the tender flesh of my inner thigh, quickly eliciting a
fevered hiss from behind my clenched teeth.

         Lengthy brown tresses hung around the face I had memorized all
too well. I stared with burning eyes to the hair glistening in the
moonlight, but my eyes soon closed with the feel of the voice I loved
above all others reverberating against the sensitive nub straining for
freedom from its velvety sheath.

        "Shh," she whispered. "Not another word unless I tell you to
speak."

        "I could scream," I started timidly while slipping into the role.

        Eden's voice came up to me between softly-placed kisses to my
thighs. "It won't do you any good. No one will hear you, but me and I'll
only enjoy its sound."

        Swallowing hard, I managed to quell my excitement at the thought
of Eden having placed so much thought into this particular meeting.

       Dominantly, I was rolled onto my stomach. I hissed slightly at the
pinch felt by the scarf tightening around my wrists as my wrists were
twisted across one another. The hands moving to cup my hips shook with
heated lustfulness. I moaned against my biceps, closing my eyes. Against
my back, I felt the yielding press of full breasts upon my skin.

       Lips caressed tenderly over my shoulders before lightly brushing
over the back of my neck. "We are far from anyone who might come save you
so get that out of your mind," she whispered. "You will stay here with me
until I am done with you and then I will chloroform you again and take
you home."

      "Home?" My head tilted as she bit softly against my earlobe.

      Eden smiled against my ear. "Yes, home. While you were unconscious
I found your license..... which means that I can find you whenever I
like. If you move, I will track you down. If you try to go to the police,
I will post pictures of this lovely little experience online for a
grateful world to see..... along with your name and where you can be
found."

      "Oh please, you can't!" I begged. "I'll do anything you say, but
don't do that!"

      "Shh."

       Her body backed away from mine, but not before I felt the sensual
drag of her chest along the line of my back. The torment of her breath
over my skin proved to be a delicious heat. She kissed the backs of my
legs, mapping every nuance with her mouth before she gripped my hips
forcibly and pulled me to my knees.

       Eden smoothed her cheek against the back of my thigh slowly. She
nuzzled blindly at my skin then drew in a long and controlled breath,
tasting me in the air.

       I shivered with the feathery lightness of her tongue's tip teasing
at the dew-covered folds aching for her touch. My lips curled over my
teeth in accompaniment to the purring taking place at the back of my
throat as she continued to tease me. I writhed in the moments that her
tongue teased around my opening. Each second she drew closer to delving
into me, but each second I was denied.

       Soft lips touched to my swollen lips which pouted for attention.
Those lips parted to capture first one lip and then the other, suckling
at the tender flesh.

        I gasped aloud which only served to inspire her voice to resonate
against my intimacy in its throaty nature.

        "You're enjoying this. Aren't you?"

        "No," I said with my entire body beginning to tremble. "You have
to stop this. I haven't seen your face. I don't know who you are. Just
let me go. Please! I won't say a word. Just please let me go! I have a
girlfriend. She's probably worried to death about me. Please, please let
me go!"

         As I spoke, a fiery tongue traced along my slit lazily. Its slow
rhythm seemed to belittle my pleas. Then roughly it thrust forward,
burying itself in my wet depths.

         I cried out loudly then fell forward, my knees no longer able to
support me.

        Eden placed her palm against the small of my back. Its heat
emanated from her touch like fury's fire. Passionately, her hand slid up
the length of my spine, never daring to break contact. As her hand grew
higher, its nature began to change, altering from the softness of her
wanton palm to the gentle sting of her nails dragging over my skin as she
clawed up my spine. Her nails left tiny trails across my skin, speaking
of the places her touch had claimed for her own until they crept over the
nape of my neck and higher still.

        My head jerked back as her fingers grew lost in my hair, tangling
in its length. I released a quiet moan unable to hold it in. The sound of
her voice held me captive.

        "Now you get to choose," she said.

         With an erotic tightening of her hand in my hair, she guided my
head to turn to the left. I stared at the ebony harness meant to adorn
her beautiful hips. Then my eyes shifted to the three raven dildos
crescendoing in sizes.

         From my peripheral vision, I could make out the beginning of a
smile on Eden's lips as she followed my line of vision.

         "Someone's feeling ambitious," she breathed before releasing my
hair.

        As Eden moved away from my line of sight, I tensed. I had
certainly never held anything of that size within me. The thought of it
both, terrified and excited me. Closing my eyes, I wondered what would
happen next, what pleasures and pains lay ahead.

        Having closed my eyes brought with it a heightening of my senses.
I heard her release a low moan that demanded a quickening of the juices
collecting between my thighs. I drew in a deep breath, detecting her
scent heavily in the air.  I longed to see what she was doing, to be free
from these restraints, but even as I tugged and fought with them, they
taunted me by remaining secure.

        A quiet whimper left the woman behind me. I froze, listening
intently for any sign of what was coming. There was a shuffling sound as
Eden slipped into the harness, affixing the sable shaft in place. Then I
felt the slick warmth of hardened tip against my opening. As she
purposely slid the toy along my lips, I understood the origins of its
warmth, its wetness and envied the haven it had known inside of Eden's
depths.

       Eden rested the tip against my opening, guiding it with tormenting
slowness into my center. As she moved to rest her body atop mine, her
hips steadily feed more and more of the raven toy into me. There were
brief moments in which she would allow me to grow accustomed to the
length of it, to the girth, but they never lasted for long before she
would push her hips forward again and fill me with more. When at last her
hips pressed tightly to the swells of my ass, she stopped to enjoy the
perfection with which we fit.

       "Has your girlfriend ever done this for you?" she asked hoarsely.

       I shook my head, unable to speak.

      She traced the tip of her tongue along the outer rim of my
shell-like ear. "Do you like it?"

      Shivering in ecstasy, I nodded.

     "Say it," she all but hissed into my ear.

     My lips moved to form the words again and again before they finally
left my lips in the tiniest of whispers.

     Her hips thrust forward mightily. "Again," Eden commanded.

      I managed to say the words without stammering though my voice was
still a trembling whisper.

      The movement of her hips began to quicken with the fluidity of a
piston. As her knees came to position themselves on the outsides of my
thighs, she gripped my shoulder firmly in her hand, pulling me into her
with each drive forward.

     "Louder."

      Her hips withdrew and I felt the emptiness which accompanied her
near-total abandonment. I tightened myself around her, silently
forbidding her to leave me.

      When she drove forward, harder than before, drilling into me
without mercy in the pitiless strokes that followed, I screamed. My head
spun with the intoxication only a lover can inspire within you.

     "Yes," I cried. "I like it. I like it!"

     Immediately, the force of her hips gentled to a slow roll. I was
allowed those precious moments to regain control of my ragged breathing.
Then just as I believed that I had managed to begin to slow to racing of
my heart, I was made to cry out again. My biceps muffled my scream while
she resumed the fury of her previous assault, reaching new depths granted
to her by her former-flowing slowness.

     Eden moved her weight to rest directly against my sweat-glossed
back. She ground her chest against my writhing torso. With a moaned
intensity, she kissed over my hair. Then guiding my head to turn to the
side, she kissed me roughly, claiming my mouth with the hotness of her
soft pink tongue. She kissed me until my entire body began to quake
uncontrollably. All the while, her hips moved knowingly, never quite
allowing me to grow settled in their tempo before she shook my reality
and my body by heightening my sensitivity to the new pace.

     I tensed, breaking our kiss suddenly. My scream echoed in the
silence of the night, threatening to shatter it. The sound only spurred
Eden to new heights. She responded to my lustful moans of release by
whispering every heated fantasy she had ever possessed into my ear,
causing me to shudder and release my hot essences around the raven toy
yet again.

     Breathless and weak, I groaned as she eased gently out of me. I was
rolled onto my back by hands trembling with lust. For a moment, I closed
my eyes while struggling to breathe. When I opened them, it was to the
scent of my lover. My eyes burned with desire.

     Eden was poised above me, her silken thighs on either side of my
head. Her hands remained resting against her taut thighs. Slowly, I
watched as she slid her left hand away from her thigh and upward along
her side until it cupped her breast. She teased her straining nipple for
my eyes to see.

      I moaned then lifted my head from the pillows after her right hand
smoothed away from her thigh to part the sensitive lips so close to my
mouth. Tenderly, I brushed my lips over hers, tasting the warmth glossing
my lips. My tongue swirled over her exposed folds, savoring every bit of
silky flesh pressed to my tongue.

     She purred sensually as her head fell back. Her hips moved above me,
manipulating my tongue to caress the places most sensitive to her. She
smiled seductively as I devoted more attention to those secret harbors of
pleasure.

     Eden moved her body as though she were dancing to a song only she
could hear. Her back rolled erotically, moving her hips in a slow grind.
The trance of her movements broke if only for an instant in the moment
that she opened her eyes to stare intensely into me before they closed
slowly in her ecstasy. She ran her hands along her body, doing what she
knew I yearned to do so badly. Then her hands grew lost in her long hair,
gripping at handfuls tightly. Her hips moved faster. Her moans grew
longer, louder.

     The spell she cast was hypnotic. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
I pulled harder at the restraints about my wrists, growling at the
wonders that they were preventing me from touching. Eden only bit at her
bottom lip in a tantalizing show of knowing what I wanted.

     The scent of her grew heavier. The juices around my tongue gathered
with copious sweetness. I moaned into her while doubling my efforts,
desperate for the reward I craved with such absolute hunger.

      Passionate eyes flashed open. She held my gaze relentlessly, their
strength betraying her desire to keep my eyes locked with hers until that
last possible moment. Then she closed them tightly crying out as she rode
the waves of orgasm. Her moans proved to be the most erotic sound I had
ever heard. Just as her writhing body proved to be the most beautiful
vision I had ever witnessed.

      Eden fell forward. In the pale light of the moon, her body's every
nuance was furthered by the glistening of sweat. Her raspy breaths danced
through her long dark hair hanging around her face. From beneath her
lashes she looked into my eyes.

      "Next time, Lover," she panted. "You get to plan the roleplay."

      I smiled slowly.