Eve's Secret Garden

Transcript

Welcome back my darling listener. Tonight I invite you to journey with me to a place few have seen, Eve's Secret Garden. Hidden away from prying eyes, this garden is where fantasies bloom and secrets are nurtured in the moonlight.

Imagine a garden bathed in the silver glow of the moon where exotic flowers whisper tales of ancient love and lost desires. Each petal, each leaf here holds a story waiting to be unveiled. And then there you are.

You went out for a walk, found yourself in this magnificent garden. You found it by chance, lost in your thoughts. No direction, no place to be, just walking.

And as you walk on each enchanted path that you discover, you hear another whisper. A rustling of leaves. A crunching of leaves.

Beneath someone's feet. And then, there I am. Turn the corner a little too quickly.

Almost collided with you. And our eyes meet. A gentle shock.

A kindness. A warm surprise. We smile at one another.

My light blue sundress gently blowing in the light breeze. And without speaking, we communicate through smirks and gentle glances. It appears we're both walking in the same direction.

So we quietly enjoy each other's company as we wander down these enchanted paths. The air is heavy with the scent of jasmine and mystery. The garden is alive with hidden whispers and every turn reveals a new, more enticing secret.

As we continue to walk, it seems that we have been drawn a little closer to one another. We walk a little closer to one another. Our arms brushing against one another.

You don't seem to mind. Neither do I. In the heart of the garden stands a fountain.

Its water said to reveal truths to those brave enough to gaze into its depths. Shall we take a look, my dear listener? What secrets might it reveal about us? I sit on the edge of the fountain, gazing into the water.

And you stand and gaze at me for a moment. Walk over to the fountain and dip your fingers into the water. You pull out your hand and place it over my back so the water drips down my spine.

It's cold. My nipples harden immediately and you can see them through my dress. I look at you with wanting eyes and you step closer to me, in front of me, so close that I have to spread my legs to let you in.

You grab me by the shoulders and lift me up so I'm standing in front of you. We stare at each other for a moment. And then I think we both know what we want to happen next.

I take my hands and rub them down your chest, back up to your shoulders, up your neck, and then cup your face with my hands. I stand on my tippy toes to reach you and draw your face near mine, gently kissing you on the lips. But you don't kiss back.

Not yet. I think you're nervous. So I make my lips down to your neck and kiss you softly.

I can see you've got goosebumps now. I think that means you like it. To your ear I go, limbling on your earlobe, moaning in your ear.

I'm kissing your cheek, making my way back to your lips. You kiss me back this time, with more confidence. I suck on your bottom lip and slowly start to move my tongue inside your mouth.

You really like that. And you kiss me back passionately. Tongue and lips in a beautiful dance, synchronized in passion and lust.

Your hands move up top my shoulders where my straps from my dress lie. You slide them down. I'm not wearing anything underneath.

And my dress falls easily down my body, onto the ground, leaving me naked in a garden in front of a fountain. I take your hand and you look at me up and down. You don't know what to think.

You've never seen so much perfection in a body. Gorgeous curves, glowing skin, nipples still hard. I take your hand and walk you over to a grassy patch in the garden.

And I lay there, naked, and you stand there over me with your clothes still on, with a smirk on your face. I bring my knees up and spread my legs so you can see everything. You can see my throbbing vagina, you can see my firm breasts, and you can feel my soft, soft skin.

You can see the look in my eyes that I am ready for you. You drop down to your knees. Clothes on still.

You take your arms and wrap them under my thighs. Face and elbows down to the grass. And you whisper to me, I want to taste you.

Mmm. Taste me then. And you do.

First with soft lips. Next with soft, gentle licks on my clit. It surprises me.

It's cold, but I like it. Don't stop. And you continue to lick my pussy.

Oh, fuck. Oh, yeah. Oh, take that pussy.

Oh, it's yours. Oh, my God. Oh, it feels so good.

Oh, suck on my clit, please. Suck on it. Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God. Don't stop. Don't stop.

Fuck, that feels so good. Oh, you continue to lick and suck on my clit. Oh, my body's squirming, my hips sliding round and round.

You take your fingers and slide them into my wet pussy and start to finger me while you suck on my clit. Mmm. Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum.

Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop.

Oh, fuck. Oh, you can feel my pussy throbbing around your fingers and you slowly slide them out, slip them into your mouth and suck them clean. Oh, and I watch you with a satisfying smirk on my face.

You taste amazing, you say to me. Mmm. I sit up, still out of breath, and you go and grab my dress.