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He sat in the chair next to his hero and held his hand. He talked to him for over an hour. It was the same thing he did every week. Nothing had changed. Not one thing in the past 13 years.
Maybe one thing had changed. The frequency of his visits had changed. When he was 9 years old, he visited every day; every single day. He had to rely on his parents to bring him but they did. For years, they brought him every day to see his hero. But then it slowly dropped to a few times a week; even less once his mother committed suicide.
He was 16 at that point and had been taking care of himself for years. His parents sure weren’t taking care of him so he had to do it. Since the accident, they barely remembered he was there. He visited when he could but it was hard with school and work. He never missed a week though; not once ever.
His father blamed the hero for his wife’s suicide and never came again to visit. But not him; No, he knew who was to blame for it all.
“Someday,” he promised his hero, “Someday.” He was 22 now.
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Anne Booker’s eyes filled with lust when she saw him walk into the place. There was something about him but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She’d been attracted to men at first sight before but this was different. He was the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. Probably in his mid-20’s; he was tall, around 6’3″ probably. His skin was tanned to a golden brown. His arms and chest were toned and muscular. His sandy blonde hair was wavy and a bit on the long side but it fit him perfectly. It reminded her of how women will spend hours to get their hair looking like they hadn’t done anything to it. She bet his was just naturally that way. He exuded sexuality and confidence in the way he carried himself as we worked his way through the room. She finally noticed his eyes were a light, almost icy, blue color; a color she had only ever seen once before.
She noticed his eyes because he was now standing in front of her and staring straight at her.
“Let’s dance.” he said, more of a command that a request, as he reached out his hand to her.
Wordlessly, Anne grasped his hand as she rose and he led her to the dance floor.
The song was in full swing by the time they reached the floor and began moving. She quickly began moving her body in time to the music and he matched her. His body moved with grace and she felt weightless in his grasp when he spun her.
She thoroughly enjoyed the dance and began to move back to her table when the song ended. He pulled her back into his arms as the next song began; it was a slow one. He pressed into her hard as he wrapped her in his arms and began moving. He towered over her while she glanced up into those eyes again then turned her head sideways and leaned it against his chest. His scent was intoxicating. She could feel the ridges of his six pack abs moving against her hardening nipples and his huge erection was crushed against her stomach. He moved his hand down to her ass and pulled her closer, forcing her pussy against the muscled thigh that had slipped between her legs. She was already a little wet from the thrill of the fast dance so she knew her panties would be soaked through before the song was even half over.
When the song ended, she was trying to catch her breath; still shocked at the orgasm that had just rippled through her body from grinding on his leg.
He unwrapped his arms from around her body and escorted her back to the table. “Grab your things and come with me.” he said to her. Anne’s two friends just stared wide-eyed as she grabbed her phone and purse. She really couldn’t believe it herself as she turned and followed him outside.
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He couldn’t believe his luck. He recognized her immediately. He knew everything about her. Fate just intervened in his life again. He hoped it would it turn out good this time. Maybe he could finally put an end to the feelings he’d been carrying for so long.
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It was just a harmless prank. Nate Jennings wasn’t supposed to get hurt. Hell, no one was supposed to get hurt.
Every school has a Nate Jennings in one form or another. Nate was the odd kid. The one everyone picked on.
Nate was born with a cleft palate and a clubfoot. His parents didn’t have much but were able to have the lip modestly repaired while he was a baby. They couldn’t afford to have his foot fixed though. Despite all this, Nate was a happy kid. His foot kept him from being able to play like the other kids, but he was able to get around fairly well with just a very pronounced limp thanks to a specially designed shoe. Once in school, he was put into programs to help with his speech impediment but it never did improve much.
Academically, Nate was a near genius. Socially, Nate was on the developmentally challenged side of the spectrum. Nate knew he was different from the other kids but it never bothered him one bit. He wanted people to like him so he was very trusting and therefore easily taken advantage of. Unfortunately, kids tend to be cruel to people who are different.
He Ankara bayan escort wasn’t really wasn’t in need of any special schooling; his parents couldn’t have afforded it anyway so he was always kept in public school. But his developmental challenges kept him from starting until the age of 7.
As Nate grew up and continued through school, kids began to get to know him. And they did like him. The jokes and pranks on him seemed to lessen over the years though never totally went away. There was always a group of kids that would be assholes. There were one or two major incidents each year.
Senior Prom was the culmination of it all. Think along the lines of the movie Carrie, but without the telekinesis parts. The details came out later when the lawsuits started.
Kimberly Harris was the ringleader. She had played her part to a tee. Chumming up to Nate and telling him how she had always admired his strength. Convincing him that he was so popular he could be Prom King. Her boyfriend, Chad Allen, would even allow her to be his date to help cement the deal. She had also had Chad befriending Nate since Christmas to help push him along.
Kimberly, Chad, and Nate were all backstage to await the announcement. Chad offered to straighten out Nate’s tux for him. Unbeknownst to Nate, Chad untied his shoes and loosened his belt just enough.
When Nate and Kimberly were announced as Prom King and Queen, he was the happiest he’d ever been. They strolled out from backstage to accept their crowns. They didn’t make it halfway across before Kimberly stepped on his untied laces. Nate stumbled causing his pants to fall to his ankles. He was mortified as he reached for his pants and struggled to pull them up. Because of his limp and the fact that Kimberly was still standing on his shoelace, Nate lost his balance and fell. His fell onto the stage that had been set up for the band. A guitar stand had been knocked over during an earlier performance. One of the bottom pegs for holding the guitar pierced through Nate’s left eye as he head hit the stage. Blood began to pool around him. Nate never got up.
Nate woke up in the hospital six days later; a victim of a traumatic brain injury. They say ‘woke up’ because he was no longer in a coma but he may as well have died on that stage. He’d obviously lost the left eye. Additionally, Nate no longer had the use of his legs and one of his arms. The other had very limited mobility. He was able to make a few sounds and noises but could no longer speak. He was confined to either his bed or a wheel chair. He couldn’t feed or clean himself. He’d need constant 24 hour care for the rest of his life.
The settlement from the lawsuit against the school was enough to take care of Nate’s medical bills and provided a care facility in the next state over for the rest of his life, such as it was.
The civil suits filed against Kimberly and Chad went nowhere. Their parents were loaded and the pro-bono lawyers that came out to support Nate’s parents were no match for the legal defense presented.
Nate’s family moved to be closer to the care facility but their lives were forever altered by the event.
They visited every day until his mother began drinking heavily and his father just gave up on life.
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Her second thundering orgasm of the night came about 3 minutes after arriving at his hotel room.
She couldn’t believe she was doing this.
Sure, she had gone home with unnamed men countless times in college and gotten fucked like there was no tomorrow. It was usually pretty unsatisfying. She rarely had an orgasm from the hurried and frantic pounding of those now faceless young men.
This was different. She hadn’t done anything like this in 10 years. Not since she’d gotten married.
He opened the door for her and followed her in. Anne barely heard the door close before she was picked up off of her feet and thrown onto the bed, purse and all. Her cell phone bounced out of it and landed on the floor next to the bed. Anne’s dress was pushed up to her waist and her legs were forcefully spread. Her soaked panties were pulled to the side and his mouth glued itself to her pussy. He kissed her all over her sex, up one side and down the other. He sucked on her swollen lips. His tongue even darted down ever so briefly to her asshole. He drug his tongue right up the middle of her now gaping and gushing slit to finally flick and suck her engorged clit. Two fingers entered her repeatedly, sawing in and out, as the assault on her clit continued. His fingers curled up inside to the top of her pussy and found her G-spot.
She muffled a scream with her hand as her body convulsed through her orgasm and her hips bucked off the bed while she moaned in pleasure at the tremors running through her body.
She never had time to be embarrassed about how she hadn’t trimmed her bush in almost 6 months. Or about the fact that she was wearing the least sexy pair of underwear she owned. She didn’t remember that holes were beginning to form in them Escort bayan Ankara along the worn out elastic because they were so old.
She had no thoughts of her 3 children at home. Or about her husband of just over 8 years; taking care of those children and waiting at home for her while she had a rare night out with the girls.
She didn’t think about how her body wasn’t what it used to be. Back in school, she was fit. Thin, 5’2″, with a flat stomach and large boobs that seemed to defy gravity. Ah, the joys of being a teenager. Now, at 31, the boobs were still impressive but they hung a lot closer to the floor than they used to. Her stomach was no longer flat after carrying 3 children.
None of those things entered her mind as she was pulled to the edge of the bed and her pussy was suddenly filled with a large, very hard cock. She didn’t even remember him undoing his pants.
She looked up right into his eyes as he bottomed out. Those eyes.
He was a little rough as he had buried himself into her in one stroke. Luckily, she was wet enough and hadn’t begun to come down from her orgasm so it didn’t hurt. It felt so great in fact that when he pulled out and slammed back into her again as hard as he could, her third orgasm hit her with no warning while he continued to long stroke in and out of her.
It wasn’t the biggest cock she’d ever had. She had met 2 guys in college one night that she couldn’t even take all the way inside of her. That had been a painful evening.
No, this cock was perfect. Just big enough around that she felt stretched in a very good way; and long enough to just bump her cervix as he pounded it in and out of her. It was like someone had taken a mold of her canal and crafted the perfect dick to fit it.
He pulled out of her and sat her up on the bed. Anne’s dress was lifted up and over her head. Her bra was removed with expert skill, releasing her full breasts. He grabbed both her nipples as he shoved her backwards. They tingled with pleasure when they slipped from his grasp and her back hit the mattress.
He quickly threw his clothes off and bent down alongside the bed. Standing back up, he grabbed her ankles and threw them over his shoulders. He pulled her panties over her hips and up her legs. They caught on her left foot and he left them hanging there while reentering her. He was just as rough as before but she didn’t care. It was all pure pleasure to her at this point.
He pulled back out until just the head remained in her. Slow circles of his hips as his cock plunged back in had her moaning and throwing her head from side to side. He would continue like that for a while then switch direction of the rotation. He would stop on the outstroke and just tease her with the head of his cock, rapidly moving in and out; his cock never going more than half an inch inside of her.
He pulled out and pushed her legs all the way back to her chest. He laid his shaft along her slit and humped back and forth. She thought he was going to enter her time and time again when he would thrust forward but his cock would just tease her opening and then slide up and bump her clit.
She had her eyes closed and couldn’t ever remember being taken like this. She was in heaven.
He finally reentered her and laid his body over hers; his shoulders pinning her legs back. Her panties were still hanging off of her left foot, tickling her ear. He was essentially folding her in half as he buried himself as deep as he could go. He was quickly grinding his hips up, down, and in circles, keeping constant pressure on her clit. Her next orgasm was approaching as quickly as his first one was; if his heavy breathing was any indication.
She won the race but not by much. Her hands gripped he sheets and she arched her back as her body stiffened in pleasurable spasms.
He pulled himself out of her as he leaned back and began stroking his cock. It only took about 5 pumps of his fist before he began covering her stomach and tits in a thick coat of warm cum. And there was a lot of it. She’d never been with someone that produced so much. One shot of it had reached all the way up over her chin, landing across her cheek.
‘This is insane but oh so good.’ Anne thought in her head. She hoped that she’d finally have a chance to catch her breath and gather the rest of her thoughts as she still lay there with her eyes closed.
He spun her sideways on the bed and shoved his cock to her mouth. “Clean me off.” he commanded.
Anne wasn’t a fan of sucking cock. She didn’t care for the taste of cum. She had done it in college because most of the boys expected it. They wouldn’t lick her pussy, but they sure as shit wanted their dicks sucked. Once she got married though, it became rarer and rarer for her.
But she willingly opened her lips and sucked him into her mouth while she looked up again into those eyes. His cock had softened a bit after he had cum all over her, so she easily fit it all in her mouth as she bathed him with her tongue. She lifted his cock up and licked Bayan escort Ankara his balls before pressing him back between her lips.
He placed one of his hands on her head and began directing her to move back and forth, taking more and more of him as she sucked him back to hardness. His other hand moved between her legs. He reinserted two fingers into her pussy while rubbing her clit with his thumb.
Anne’s breathing quickened as she felt a renewed wetness flow from her pussy.
He pulled himself out of both her mouth and pussy and told her to get on her hands and knees. Once she was in place, he climbed onto the bed behind her. He rubbed his cock against her slit a few times then smoothly slid all the way inside, grabbing her hips as he did. Anne grunted as he hit full depth.
He slid a finger into his mouth then pressed it firmly against her ass. It slid in easily to the first knuckle. He continued to push until it was fully buried in her.
Anne cried out in yet another body shaking orgasm as he slid a second in alongside the first and started pumping them in and out of her.
He pulled out of her and began to replace his fingers with the head of his cock.
“No, please.” Those were the first and only words Anne could remember speaking to him that night up to that point.
“Yes” was his simply reply and began pushing his cock further into her ass.
Anne groaned with another orgasm as he reached full depth.
His hand reached around and under her, pulling at a nipple, as he started his retreat from her ass. He pushed back in slowly and repeated the move with the other nipple. His strokes increased in pace as he raced to his climax.
The overstuffed feeling of him plunging in and out of her ass combined with the continued nipple play was driving her to a record number of orgasms for a night. She’d lost count. She thought she remembered at least six or seven major ones but had no clue how many mini ones she’d experienced. Hell, tonight alone probably beat any record she had previously had for an entire weekend
Her last one of the night came as she felt his cock pumping cum deep into her ass. The pulsing of his cock seemed to be magnified through her ass, sending her so far over the edge that she pulled herself off his cock as she passed out and collapsed on the bed.
She didn’t know where she was for a moment or how long she had been unconscious when her eyes reopened. It had only been about 20 seconds. She was looking right into those eyes again as he was standing over her.
“Jump up and grab a shower.” was all he said to her.
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Ben was an ‘Oops’ baby. His brother was almost 11 when he was born. Ben’s brother loved him more than anything when he came into the world.
Ben’s life wasn’t the easiest growing up. His brother was always the focus of the family so there wasn’t much attention or affection thrown his way. Once he was about 5, his parents barely noticed he was around anymore. His brother, though, that was a different story. His brother loved him. And he loved his brother. He was Ben’s role model.
And then suddenly, his brother was taken away from him. Ben vowed revenge. But how? What could a 9 year old kid do?
Half his revenge was taken away from him 5 years later thanks to a car crash. It took 8 more years and a random encounter for him to get the rest.
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Anne’s mind was still in the clouds when she got into the shower. As the hot water poured down on her, she began to recall the past few hours and guilt began to roll in. She’d just had the best sex of her life; no contest. She’d taken every command from him without question, without thought of consequence. Why had she done it? She had kids. She had been happily married to Tom for 8 1/2 years. She loved him. Why would she risk it all? She didn’t have an answer for that.
She shivered and steeled herself as she dried herself off. She kept thinking to herself: As long as I don’t act any different, Tom would never know. Tom could never find out. Her friends would cover for her. Lord knows that she’d covered for them enough times in the past. It was one night, one mistake. Her first mistake in almost 10 years. It would have to be okay.
As she wrapped the towel around herself and walked back out to find her clothes, she heard him on the phone.
“…she was so wild, even took it in the ass. I don’t know if she’s never done that for you, but it was spectacular.”
It was silent for a minute and then the conversation continued, “Calm down, please. Yes, I’ve already sent you the pictures. Your lawyer will love them.”
More silence and then, “Again, I’m sorry to be the one to break this to you, Tom. Really, I am.”
Anne froze. Was he talking to someone about what they just did? Pictures? What pictures? Did he just say her husband’s name? Couldn’t be him, there are tons of Toms in the world.
She asked him about it. “Were you just talking with someone about us? Did you take pictures?”
He relaxed back into the chair and smiled. “Yes, I did. I picked up your cell phone from the floor when I took off my clothes. You should really have password protection on it. You were so into it that you never noticed me taking the occasional picture. I thought you might want some reminders of our encounter. Hope it was as good for you as it was for me.
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