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 satisfy and pleasure her. For an hour and a half, we continued like that, continuously switching positions and screwing like there was no tomorrow. Our bodies had been starved of each other all day and we were desperate to make up for lost time. Eventually, we stopped for a break, simply to catch our breath and give my manhood a reprieve. Now was my favorite part; Angel and I holding each other as we let our bodies relax from the sensual act of love committed only moments ago. “How was your day?” I asked as I could feel her gentle breathing slow to its usual pace. “Kind of boring. The tutor gave me a small test to see what my mind remembered. He was fairly surprised by how well I did, saying that it was amazing how I remembered how to do algebra but didn’t even know my last name.” She said. I smiled and gently brushed aside a lock of hair over her face, tucking it behind her ear. “If only the world knew who you really were.” I said. She smiled and snuggled up next to me, trying to get as close as possible. “Well it is thanks to you. I may not have been born with memories of my own, but I do have your memories. So thanks for the help. How was your day?” She asked. “Great. It was so nice to be without pain. I can never even begin to show my gratitude for saving me from the darkness of my own mind.” I said as I kissed her. “You don’t need to thank me, just love me.” She smiled. “Some people didn’t believe me when I said that I found the perfect treatment for my pain…” I ...

... began. Angel chuckled. “So a lot of people are starting to think I never had cancer. By tomorrow, probably half of the school will think I had been faking it to get attention.” I said. Angel looked at me with disbelief. “Don’t worry, I don’t give a rat’s ass what anyone there thinks. I don’t want any friends, hell, I don’t even need to acknowledge anyone there. You freed me from the iron shackles of forced social rituals, I can now sever all ties with almost everyone else on the planet.” I said with relief. Several silent moments passed by. “Something else is on your mind.” She said dreamily. “How’d you know?” I asked. Angel pressed her cheek against mine, and just as I was about to think she was going to whisper something in my ear, she instead gave a gentle hum. “A school bully that I beat up is coming back tomorrow. He was one of the people that tormented me for the past five years.” Angel looked at me and I could see worry in her eyes. “Marcus, I am so sorry.” She said. “Its fine. There is a good chance that he will try to fight me tomorrow, maybe then I can get some revenge. Last time, I strangled him, shattered his nose, broke his eye socket, and busted out all of his teeth, but he deserves a much more severe punishment.” I said. “Well just don’t kill him. I don’t want the cops to take you away.” Angel said. “Yes dear.” I chuckled. I then got up and held myself over her. “Enough of the outside world, let’s get back to you and me.” I said. “Alright, but let’s go slow this ...