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

Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: PolishCock, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

barrage. “What the fuck are you?!” He screamed, unable to believe I was still conscious. “An investment. All those years of torment you put me through? Consider this the day you sell all your stock options.” I chuckled before slamming my elbow into his face and fracturing his eye socket. “Now I shall show you the true meaning of despair, just as you have shown me. You shall learn the difference between our levels of hatred.” I laughed. Tom staggered back, and without any hesitation, I delivered a punch to the gut that made him buckle, granting me the perfect opportunity to slam my knee in his face and bust his already broken nose. Nearly delirious from the pain, Tom was essentially helpless as I began pummeling him with my fists, beating him wildly until my knuckles bled. I had to admit, the fact that he stayed on his feet was commendable, but that only gave me a continuous reason to keep punching him. Within seconds, it was Tom set against the wall, completely at the mercy of my punches. His face was a bloody mess, even worse than mine, but I wouldn’t stop. As long as I didn’t kill him, I had nothing to worry about. ‘Thank you Angel, thank you for setting me free.’ I thought to myself before a teacher grabbed me and pulled me away. Three weeks suspension, a small price to pay for my vengeance. I was lucky not to have been expelled, but once again, Tom throwing the first punch was all the defense I needed. My parents, who were both furious that I had gotten suspended yet ... again but sympathetic when they saw how bruised up my face was, brought me home early. “Oh my god, are you all right?!” Angel fearfully exclaimed, meeting me at the door and examining my face. “Yeah, I’m fine. But if I miss anymore days after this, I’ll have to take summer school.” “Your mother and I are going to discuss your punishment, you had better hope we don’t leave you out in the back yard with a tent and a trash bag to sleep in.” My dad said as he and my mom walked into the living room. “Come on honey, let’s get some ice on those bruises.” Angel said, leading me to the kitchen. “My suspension is actually pretty good news. Except for when your tutor comes and my family returns, we’ll have the house to ourselves for three weeks.” I whispered in her ear. Once again, my parents were distraught on whether to be mad at me or be accepting of my actions. Angel and I were ecstatic. During the morning, Angel and I would sleep in for an extra hour, wake up and make love while half-asleep, making it so that the bliss was both in the physical realm and the dream realm, then go have breakfast, and wait for Angel’s tutor to arrive. Once her tutor arrived, I would help her with her work in all the ways I could. After the tutor left, Angel and I would have lunch and spend the rest of the afternoon chatting or making love. One afternoon, Angel and I were taking a walk through the woods. Snow was gently falling from the cloudy sky, and there wasn’t even the slightest breeze. We were walking ...