****** He Fell by R/Dave ******
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He Fell


Martin fell. It was rainy, the sidewalk was slippery, and he failed to see the
edge of the curb. He hit his head on a car bumper on the way down and wouldn't
remember anything for three days. When he awoke, with his head bandaged and his
eyes unfocused, he hit the call button. At his request, the nurse called his
boss who called the accident a weak excuse, and gave him his two-week notice.
Martin thanked the nurse insincerely, and pondered the hospital costs that were
accruing with each minute that crept by. His mother came to visit him in the
afternoon with a box of candy and a magazine that he would never read. He
kissed her on the cheek and sent his love to Dad. The medicine the nurse gave
him shortly thereafter made him sleep all night and into the next day, alarming
the medical staff and triggering another round of X-rays. Two days later, he
was pushed out into the rain in a shiny wheelchair, and eased into a smelly cab
that took him home and used the last of his grocery money for the week. Martin
finally slept peaceably with the phone unplugged and the TV on in the
background.

His mom finally woke him by violently shaking him from tranquility. With a bowl
of hot salty soup that made him gag, Mom chided her dazed son about the dangers
of inactivity and other motherly truisms that eventually compelled Martin to
retch into the soup bowl. Flustered, she made a hasty exit and Martin was
finally able to assess his life after the fall. His faculties had returned, he
had no job, rent was due next week, and the only food in the fridge was the
forsaken soup his mom had left for him to eventually dump down the toilet. She
had a good heart, and that's what moms are all about. It was time to act on her
advice though, and Martin slowly rose and stumbled into the shower where the
blankets of hot water restored some of his lost hope. By the time a fresh set
of clothing was donned, he was ready to take on another round of rejections
from would be employers.

Stepping into the midday sun, Martin squinted towards a busy intersection half
a block away to behold the most glorious creature he had every laid his eyes on
walking towards him. Her short skirt and sandals exposed the fluid musculature
of her flawless legs, and he silently wished he could have her for himself. She
turned abruptly at the stairs that led to his apartment and waited for him
impatiently, her left foot tapping nervously on the scorching pavement. Not
believing what he beheld, Martin approached her cautiously; not quite sure of
her hidden agenda or motivations.

"Hi, I'm Martin and what's..."

"Just get in there and get out of those pathetic clothes," she commanded.

Martin nervously fumbled with his keys and finally opened the door just as she
pushed it all the way open forcefully and strolled in, barely pausing to get
her bearings before disappearing behind the closed bathroom door. He silently
fumbled with his clothes, grateful yet apprehensive at his good yet unexplained
good fortune. The muffled sounds of the toilet flushing became almost deafening
as she swung open the door, revealing the most awesome young and naked creature
he had ever seen (including his magazine stash under the bed).

"Get that underwear off now," again she commanded.

"Now hold on to your bodily fluids for one moment, sister; let's take a moment
to..."

She tackled him around his torso, and began to bath his face and chest with wet
kisses as they both fell to the carpeted floor with a dull thud. As Martin
struggled to get control of their love play, she forced him onto his back, and
buried her head onto his groin, sucking and slurping as a creature possessed.
With barely a moment to savor the electric sensations surging through his
manhood, the glorious creature quickly arose and, steadying herself on one hand
she guided his aroused organ to the mouth of her slick sexuality, impaling him
completely in one fluid motion. With gasps and thrusts that sent ripples
cascading through her upturned breasts, she rode Martin in wild abandon,
climaxing amidst high-pitched squeals and vaginal spasms that almost tore his
ravished manhood from its furry perch. Not content with one series of orgasms
alone, she abruptly renewed her vaginal assault, now rubbing her clitoris
forcefully against Martin's already sore pubis. A second series of orgasms
shattered her body, sending Martin over the edge simultaneously with one of the
most fulfilling orgasms he could remember. As his seed erupted within her warm
silky love canal, she bent down and kissed him passionately on the lips before
rising to disappear beyond the bathroom door.

She was dressed in a flash, and before Martin could utter his gratitude, she
knelt down and kissed him lightly on the forehead, then disappeared out the
front door. Martin sat up, stunned and sore, pondering what happened and why.
Almost overcome with a flood of possibilities, Martin wiped the last of her
delicate fragrance from his lips and rose unsteadily. Mercifully, there was
still plenty of hot water left in the tank, and Martin allowed it to drain
completely as he washed away his doubts in the gentle cascade of reassurance.
He threw the towel over the curtain rod and dressed quietly, savoring his
masculinity and good fortune. Within minutes he retraced his steps out into the
blinding sunlight and spied a help-wanted sign across the street at the service
station. As he shook hands with the owner, he silently wished he could be hired
on the spot and he was. Within ten minutes, he had donned a spare set of work
clothes, and was assisting the customers with their automotive needs.

As the sunlight disappeared with the sunset, Martin marveled at how fast the
day had disappeared and how many of his wishes had come true. It wasn't until
he collapsed on his couch that he realized that everything he had silently
wished for had come to pass, and he began to understand the life-altering
impact of his fall. On a whim, he wished that Patty, a cheerleader he had known
in school would crave his body and spend the night with him. Almost
immediately, there was a knock at the door, and the now plump classmates was
standing outside his door, finishing her Baby Ruth by noisily sucking on her
fingers. As Martin peered at her through the security peephole, he absently
wished for Patty to become the afternoon delight that had drained his gonads so
efficiently earlier. He stared in amazement as the chubby chomper suddenly
transformed into the ravenous seductress before his eyes.

Martin opened the door, and she immediately overwhelmed him, slamming the door
with her bare foot behind her as their lips merged into a single mass of
unbridled passion. Within moments, her clothes lay at her tiny feet and her
hands all over his torso, seeking the buttons and snaps that would dispatch of
the unwanted fabric in a frenzy of desire. They sank to their knees and then on
to the floor in an embrace that would last most of the night. Their passionate
and frenzied love making would soon succumb to euphoria; with both participants
sharing their unique secrets in mutual confidence. As she slept serenely with
her face tucked into Martins chest, he devised a plan to secure his future. The
morning light that streaked in through the windows slowly revealed several
stacks of money that would provide a life of luxury for himself and his love
ones for as longs as he wished them to live. His partner awoke, somewhat dazed
and sore, to see the man and money that she immediately swore to commit her
life to.

Martin dismissed her, however, as he was unsure of his commitments. Hiding the
bundles of cash throughout the house was an impossible task, especially when
his lover continually pounded on the front door swearing her undying devotion.
Finally, Martin decided to take the money and run, stuffing the bills amidst
his favorite jeans and toiletries in a backpack, and disappearing out the
bathroom window. The few bills he accidentally left behind were seized by the
landlord along with his fish tank and lava lamp at the end of the month. By
now, the local authorities had organized a county-wide manhunt at the
insistence of Martin's mom, but, by now, Martin was no longer who he appeared
to be. He traveled from town to town by bus, disguising himself as any one of a
hundred different characters, seducing unsuspecting beauties while amassing a
fortune in any one of a thousand different financial institutions he
encountered along the way. Martin became so adept at his wishes, that he could
get anything he wanted, whenever he want, without anyone ever knowing that they
were giving it to him.

Thursday arose on another small town filled with new conquests and securities.
It had almost become mundane to Martin now, and much of the earlier enthusiasm
had faded into routine. As he sat at the small diner, he decided it was time to
broaden his horizons and was soon seducing queens and princesses, while
voyaging beyond the stars to behold the wonders therein. He would return
several years later, well-versed in the mysteries and riches of the universe.
Now, learned beyond man's comprehension, Martin swept through the material
world on a whisper, materializing only to fulfill his physical desires for food
and copulation. It was during one particularly rainy evening, when Martin
stepped down onto the slippery steps of an all night diner known to serve the
best chili in the world, that he fell, hitting his head on the cold steel on
his way down.

In a small southwestern town, a silent figure looks out upon the empty desert
from his private vestige in the run-down, privately owned sanitarium. His aging
mother comes to visit him from time to time, when her arthritis allows the 6-
hour flight, gazing fondly into the eyes of her distant son, wishing she could
somehow reach him. Little does she know that she does every time she wishes so;
and little does she know of the riches her son sees as he looks across the
tranquil sands. They have never been closer to each other than they are now.

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