Louise and I were lying together on some cloth in a field. It seemed when I kissed her that I was kissing some artificial, cloth flowers. Nearby I saw some real flowers and thought perhaps we could go lie in them. But the real flowers were wild flowers and rather shrubby-looking.
We began having sex. She began telling me that earlier that day she had thought there might be a possibility that she had caught a venereal disease. She had needed to take a test to find out. But before she could take the test, she needed to take have a sexual climax.
She had met a black fellow and she had had him masturbate her. That really surprised and disgusted me. I thought I should probably immediately stop having sex with her; but I couldn't seem to stop. I thought our relationship was probably coming to an end and even if I had sex with her I probably wouldn't be able to continue staying with her. But I continued to have sex with her without saying anything.
I became twisted around so that she was lying on her back and I was lying face down on top of her – but my face was at her feet. My penis was still in her vagina and I realized I was close to climaxing. I felt like stopping but Louise, realizing how close I was said, "Oh, I'll help you."
She began moving and I climaxed. It felt good, but was far from spectacular. I knew we would probably break up soon; that knowledge took away the pleasure.
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