Maggie Cries Novels & Stories

I glanced around, thankful none of the other maids had overheard. “Maggie! That’s ridiculous,” I said, forcing a light tone. She gave a small, understanding smile. “You shouldn’t feel bad about it. If you need to cry… please do. We all know what’s happening in this house.” Tears started welling up in my eyes despite myself. I blinked rapidly, trying to stop them. “You saw the pictures too?” I asked, heart racing. She hesitated, then nodded. “But I don’t judge you.”

He watched as realization came to her, and she closed her eyes as everything hit her all at once. My mother is dead. Maggie collapsed; there was no other word for it. One minute, she was standing there, pale and trembling; the next, her whole body sagged and her legs gave out under her, and she fell forward. Joe caught her easily, gathered her in his arms. She was shaking with sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks, and his heart ached at her pain.

Elsa cried out seeing Maggie's body on the ground with her ripped out throat. Sharon was in tears too, crying profusely and the rest of the team. Was Maggie really gone? Was this for real? Sarah walked away in tears and stood at the edge of a cliff. " Sarah?" Aiden called out in tears. Silva took a mini recorder beside Maggie and played it. Maggie's voice was heard from it. "I knew one day that we were going to let go of each other...." She said and coughed out. That means are was still able to record her last speech before dying.

"I won't let you slander my sister anymore! Hasn't she suffered enough? You vile, disgusting woman!" "What are you talking about?" Maggie burst into tears, her voice trembling. "When did I ever slander her? I didn't make her jump! She's mentally unstable; how's that my fault—ahh!"

“I checked on him when we took Dennis in there, but I was afraid to touch him in case I disturbed him. Maybe you should check on him yourself.” Maggie nodded and left the room. A few minutes later she came back with tears streaming down her cheeks. “He’s gone,” she said softly through her tears. “My lovely companion left without me.” She lowered herself onto a chair and stared at the floor in silence. Then, with an air determination she wiped the tears away with her shirt sleeve and went back to where Angus lay peacefully on the mattress.

“And I should have listened. You were telling me the truth, but I didn’t want to hear it.” Maggie looks down at her lap. “I wish I had been there with you that day, to protect you.” Her eyes are shiny with tears. The smiley-face balloon dances underneath the air vent. I smile at her. “They wouldn’t have known what hit them.” “Damn straight,” she say, grabbing a tissue. “I’d fuck them up.” We’re both giggling. She wipes her eyes with the tissue. “I’d love to see you take out Cherry,” I say.

“I got dressed and left the room. I tried to leave the party, but you insisted that I stayed.” Maggie remembered, the image of Holly running from the house barefoot with tears in her eyes and her costume in her hand come to mind. She remembered how her body shook in her arms as she cried. of course, she didn’t know that was why Holly had fled the house that night. She would have taken her home if she did. She just thought some idiot had something to do with it, at the time, she wanted Holly to show the loser responsible for her tears that Holly was strong. Now she felt horrible.

I feel sorry for her and am just about to tell her she can cum, when my attention is jolted back to Maggie. "Nick!" Maggie screams. "Stop it!" She has stopped rowing and is leaning forward, gasping for air, while the sybian machine pummels her pussy. I search under her vibrating ass and find the switch, turning it off. "Help me off, Nick." Maggie cries, tears streaming down her cheeks. "What happened?" I ask, as I help her stand up and lift her leg off of the machine. She collapses in my arms and I lower her to the floor, next to Christina's writhing, sweat-soaked body.

I am lost to them, I don't have a single thought in my head as to what to do in the next second. I stare at Maggie. I don't want to. Not in public. Not like this. But I don't have any control over the tears anymore so they spring forth, hot and bubbling. Maggie looks shocked. She stares at me for a second and then she recovers from her shock, she pulls me in for a hug. I continue crying on her shoulder, she holds me close, she pats my back.

Jake~ "Breath, Maggie! Open your eyes," I say to her softly. She does, and a tear drop falls from her lashes. Ok, time to slow down. "This isn't punishment, darling. You should enjoy what we are about to do." I bend and kiss her nose before easing down beside her on the bed. I rest my head on one hand and the other on her stomach. "Why are you crying?" "I am scared," She squeaked. "I can't see that, are you afraid of me?"