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Then, even though it was pitch black, I closed my eyes. In my head, I was seeing Stacey run around the hockey field - her beautiful hair streaming behind her in the wind. I was remembering kissing her in the movie theater that first night and tasting strawberries. Then I was imagining what it would be like when she finally stretched me out on one of the beds just a few feet away and pressed her big soft lips into my bald sex.
That last thought is what did it. I trembled, my knees shook, I dug my nails deeper into Stacey’s shoulder and I braced my other hand against the cold tile. And I came.
Strawberries and Bubblegum by PacoFear (proof that erotica is not mutually exclusive with good writing, humour, romance and all around goodness!)
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