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After Sex - my daughter's 100-word story

Mint-scented breath panted against my neck.

His heat covered me. I pressed my palms against his pelvis and felt him pullout. His cock lay pressed between us, still wet and firm.

I felt content, maybe happy, but empty inside.

Mom was away when we got home so we talked, then kissed. When his hand slipped under my loose blouse there was no bra and no hesitation from me. We had no protection, but nothing could stop us.

What happens after sex? I couldn’t say I loved him. I barely knew him.

He looked at me and sighed.

“It’s just sex,” I said.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published | Edited 23rd Oct 2023
Author's Note
My daughter's 100-word story based on an experience six years ago when she was 17.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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