1. Renee - The Fiery Rose


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Sex Humor, Author: epickdickingtime, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    (This story about a man saving a girl's life and that girl repaying him seven years later after reconnecting with him. Not: This is not a taboo story.) It was seven years ago.. Seven long years on an oddly cold summer night. If you asked me to remember everything about that night, I'd be at a loss, but the one thing I will remember. It was the night I met her. I was walking on a bridge over looking the lake down below. I remember thinking to myself, &#034Why put a side-walk on this long ass bridge? No one except my dumb-ass would walk it!&#034 It was also that same night I had my final fight with my ex-fiancee. I walked out. Everything before then, total blur. I watched as the lake's waves flowed in a seemingly endless forward direction when I heard tires screeching followed by a loud crash. I turned to find a small truck had crashed into the railings, having jumped the curb on to the sidewalk, half hang off the bridge. &#034Oh, Shit!&#034 I ran. I ran for what felt like forever while pushing myself beyond my limits to reach the vehicle. I was no spring chicken. In fact, I was fat. Still am, but not enough to warrant being slow. &#034Hey, are you alright!&#034 I screamed, praying for a response of some sort. All I see is a man's face bl**died and resting against what was the airbag infused steering wheel to the right of me and that's when I heard a voice crying, &#034Help! Please! Help me!&#034 I quickly turned my head to notice a little redheaded girl banging against the ...
    small rear cab glass, crying, panicking and bruised. &#034Damn it! Hold on!&#034 I quickly look for hard objects in the back toolbox to strike the back glass with. I had to be careful, one strike could send this truck over and kill her and presumably her father inside. &#034How is your dad?! Can you tell if he's breathing?&#034 I asked her loudly as I continued to search, &#034I can't tell! Please! Get us out of here!&#034 That's when I found it. The small crowbar in which could be this girl's salvation. I had to get her out first. I grip the crowbar in baseball-like fashion preparing to strike the glass, &#034Okay! I want you to get down while I break the back glass! Okay? Get down!&#034 It was then that I could see the fear in her eyes as she cried. She didn't want to get down or hide, she wanted out, &#034Please get down for me? I will get you out, I promise! Please!&#034 &#034Will you help my dad!&#034 Goddamn it! I didn't know. My only concern was her. The only one reachable enough. What would he have done in his position? I knew what I had to do, &#034Get down, now!&#034 I screamed. She ducks for cover as I strike the glass as hard as I could. I strike several more times cracking and breaking the glass apart when I heard it. That dreaded sound of a creak. &#034Oh, shit!&#034 I finish breaking out the glass and call out for her,&#034Okay, I need you to crawl out!&#034 She screams,&#034I'm scared!&#034 &#034I know you are. I will not let anything happen to you, okay? You are ...
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