Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever - Sex Stories

Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever

... to us, I saw him smile, and he hasn’t smiled in years, and during dinner, he was so carefree and full of life. If it keeps Marcus happy and alive, then I’m willing to take a risk on it. But I have to ask: how the hell could you two immediately jump to sex?! Either the two of you are lying and you actually know each other, or it’s something else.” Emily said, first warmly and then with a laugh. Angel laughed as well. “We’re in love, it’s as simple as that. When I opened my eyes and found him beside me, clutching my hands, I felt so safe and secure, so cherished and cared for, I knew that no one could love me as much as Marcus did. In him, I saw a broken heart that needed to be mended but was capable of so much love, I saw kindness beneath layers of pain, and I saw someone who would treasure me forever. He told me that he saw me as an angel (no pun intended) that had come to save him. He said that I had the kindest heart and the sweetest soul he had ever encountered, and that I was the light of his life. He wanted to protect me, to support me, to bring me happiness and love me. Quite simply, he sees me as the one thing in this world that he can actually bond himself to, I know that wherever he is, is my home. Yes, it formed quickly, but we truly need each other, and we want to spend the rest of our lives together. I don’t care if my past ever comes back, as long as I can be with Marcus.” She said, speaking so cheerfully that Emily could not ignore the warmth in her heart. ...

... “Well if Marcus has things his way, you’ll never have to leave us, and that’s good enough for me. Welcome to the family.” Emily said, reaching out and shaking Angel’s hand. For the rest of vacation, Angel and I tried to keep our love secret, but the passion between us doing those intimate times was inextinguishable. During the night, I would wait for everyone to fall asleep before sneaking out of my room and into Angel’s room. In the darkness, we would make sweet love before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Early in the morning, my watch alarm would wake me up, and I would sneak back into my room. With Angel, I found there were two kinds of sex: physical and emotional. When we were physical… holy shit. It was like we were a couple of wild animals on PCP and ecstasy. We would go for hours, burning calories we never even knew we had and exchanging bodily fluids like our bodies were actually completely liquid. It wasn’t simply hormone-driven, it was like we were fully exploring each other’s bodies and letting our deepest instincts come forth. Our bodies were more compatible than humanly possible, and just being close filled us with so much energy that we could be intimate for hours and never grow tired. We basically ran through the Kama Sutra like it was a pamphlet did every position we could think of. Angel remarked upon my newfound strength and stamina with great joy, as her sexual hunger was just as great as mine. The other kind was slow and gentle, loving and intimate. Like ...