Heartbroken
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
675
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited."
Heartbroken
The moon shimmered over an endless tapestry of ocean, glinting off the waves that continued to crash despite the heartbreaking loneliness contained within the scene’s watcher. Silence reigned but for the ever-present sounds of the sea; and those she could not talk to, bringing her no respite from the black hole of despair from which she looked out through upon the world.
Quietly, she brushed back her lustrous red hair and wondered if this would ever end, or if she would be doomed to such a torturous existence forever. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, that could relieve her of this pain she held within her heart, not chocolate nor a new outfit nor even that boy in her class who she thought was so hot she might die if he ever spoke a word to her—or if he didn’t. Moaning in pained pleasure at the horrible thought, she slipped her hand past the waistband of her tight black miniskirt and slid her fingers into herself, rubbing her clit.
But it was no use….
Slowly, one silvery, sorrowful tear welled in a sapphire-blue eye and, when it could not balance itself any longer upon her long eyelashes, trickled gracefully down her cheek, shining in the moonlight as a testament to her sad, hopeless solitude.
Quietly, she brushed back her lustrous red hair and wondered if this would ever end, or if she would be doomed to such a torturous existence forever. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, that could relieve her of this pain she held within her heart, not chocolate nor a new outfit nor even that boy in her class who she thought was so hot she might die if he ever spoke a word to her—or if he didn’t. Moaning in pained pleasure at the horrible thought, she slipped her hand past the waistband of her tight black miniskirt and slid her fingers into herself, rubbing her clit.
But it was no use….
Slowly, one silvery, sorrowful tear welled in a sapphire-blue eye and, when it could not balance itself any longer upon her long eyelashes, trickled gracefully down her cheek, shining in the moonlight as a testament to her sad, hopeless solitude.