STALKER STORIES: episode #16 "100 Pictures 100 Stories" starring Maryam A Lopez...produced for Universal Pictures
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100 Pictures...100 Stories (this is sexually intense for women only)
"You never know who you become involved with...and I never suspected that my man was the stalker that for the past year had terrorized the city...he hid it so well, there were no signs whatsoever of any peculiar behavior...he was the perfect man...Ladies...this is HOW I found out...it was one night that I had been waiting for my husband to return home. When he finally did he entered the house with a solemn look on his face...I was alarmed because this man was seldom out of sorts...for even a second. He had a large paper bag...he told me to follow him upstairs...I didn't even asks questions as I hurried to catch up to him...inside our room...he dropped the bag and pulled me into his chest and then...then...that's when it happened...I could hear...I could feel...him crying. I finally pulled back to see him and tears were streaming down this man's face...I started crying as well...because whatever had brought this to the love of my life...my soul mate...had torn through my heart as well.
His words started to finally come out in quivers and shakes...he took the content out of the paper bag...hundreds of pictures of women all different type and nationalities...hundreds...he confessed that he had stalked each and everyone of them for the span of 5 years...I shook in terror as my world collapsed...I was trapped and helpless...he was my lover, friend and emotional provider and...he was a lie. I yelled and screamed as I hit him...hit him till I was physically exhausted and mentally fatigued...that's when he did the unexpected...he lifted me up in his arms and flung me onto the bed...he never made such an action in all the years I had known him. He was now on top of me...trapping my arms over my head as he ripped at my night dress...is this what turned him on...the hundreds of pictures were still on the bed, everywhere, I could see them...all starring at us...each one had a story that involved him...well tonight...this was my story. He turned me over on my stomach and lifted my hair...he began biting at the back of my neck as he groped my rear end...is this the type of excitement that he wasn't getting from me...for awhile I was very uncomfortable but things slowly changed as I turned a corner in my mind...as I realized...for the first time in my secure innocent life...I was being turned out...and I couldn't stop it...as he grabbed at me from behind, I lost focus as the pictures on the bed underneath me told stories...I could hear them all speaking at the same time like a chorus of harmonic bells...there was a the INQUISITOR MAGAZINE...with his face on it...accused of stalking some singer named Veronica Timms...AND having twin babies with some woman (Gabriela McClain)... I was no longer innocent...I was connected to his ferocity as I eventually turned around to meet his lustful drive...I leaned him backward and straddled him...as I was on top, I let him see my tears...the fear of what our future would be from this point on...I could feel him jump inside me. I came down harder...cried louder...he lost his breath in a deep gasp...I clawed his chest till I broke the skin...the warm fluids drenched his thighs...I hated him dearly...but loved him without boundaries...I was trapped...and for that...I was going to fuck the shit out of him. On top of the hundreds of pictures...on top of the hundreds of stories...on top of his victims...like what I had become."
