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Maria. Her awakening. A true story.this story is part of the FanClub (fm:group, 3079 words) [2/2] show all parts

Author: Friskee_cpl Picture in profile
Added: Jul 07 2005Views / Reads: 1969 / 1513 [77%]Part vote: 9.10 (10 votes)
The weekend continues and Maria realises her sexual needs.
 


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Maria - Her awakening. A true story.

The following story is completely 100% true. The dialogue is only an interpretation of what happened, I don't remember them word for word. The events are as they happened. Please read the epilogue at the end of the story as it reveals what has become of Maria. A big thanks to all those who wrote us a message and have us as a favourite author. Marcus.

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I was absolutely whacked. By my reckoning I'd had about 3 ½ hours sleep and I was still pissed and stoned. I drew myself a good hot bath and threw in some Epsom salts. For some reason I thought that would help. As the water pressure was pathetic I cooked up some bacon and eggs while the bath was filling and ate them sitting on the toilet. (No I wasn't going to the toilet.) I would have looked a pathetic sight if anybody had seen me. The guilt of having rooted another woman while married was starting to surface as the food took hold and the grog wore off. I was truly miserable as I lay in the bath. I'd only lasted a week before I was off sticking the old boy wherever I could. The reality that I'd just had the best sex I'd ever had was not far in the back of my mind. I'm not sure if it was the weed, the booze, my lack of sleep or the good old Catholic guilt but I started to cry. I was a howling mess. The funny thing was though once I stopped crying and composed ...

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