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A Long, Hard Night

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The rain hit the window like a volley of bullets. A Thompson gun blasting away my sleep. I awoke with the sound, ripped from me fantasy. From Her. The memory of Her taste and smell lingered in my mind, and I noticed that I was as stiff as a log, and about as big as I'd ever been in my life. I pulled back the blanket, seeing in the dark just how big and hard I really was. My expectations were fulfilled. I was naked. I always sleep naked. I really felt the need to do something about my cock. I began to stroke the base, slowly, going up to my head, running my fingers over the tip gently. The feeling sent a shocking sensation up my spine, so I grabbed my dick by the base with one hand, rubbed the head with my other fingers. The feeling of both my hands on my cock brought back the full memory of the dream. It felt like She was there with me, not helping, but just watching. I moved the one hand from my head to my balls, cupping and tugging slightly. The pulling sensation made me bite my lower lip and sigh a little. The stroking sped up and I could feel my strong pulse, my cock throbbing immensely. Then, that incredible feeling of pure bliss came, and so I came, the come running over my hands and dick. I didn't care about the mess. I was far too trapped in that moment of pleasure. I just lay there, falling asleep, only to dream of Her again.

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