Sixty minutes on the clock, I set my phone to count,
Sliding my hand in my panties, my pussy dripping wet.
Fingers part my labia, exposing my engorged clit,
Fifty-eight minutes left as I begin to stroke and tease.
Fifty-five minutes remain, I circle my nub with vigour,
Pinching my nipple hard, adding to the growing fervour.
My hips buck, matching my fingers’ quickening pace,
Fifty-two minutes to go, flush spreads across my face.
Fifty minutes on the timer, two fingers plunge inside,
My cunt grips them tight, stretching open wide.
I thrust deep, curling to hit my g-spot just right,
Forty-eight minutes left, pleasure building with might.
Forty-five minutes remain, my breathing turns to pants,
Three fingers fuck me hard, my body starts to dance.
I moan loudly, feeling the tension coil and grow,
Forty-three minutes to go, my juices start to flow.
Forty minutes on the clock, I’m teetering on the brink,
My back arches sharply, muscles clench and kink.
I scream as my first orgasm rips through me,
Thirty-eight minutes left, my cunt spasms wildly.
Thirty-five minutes remain, I don’t slow my pace,
Fingers still working, sweat beading on my face.
I tweak my nipples roughly, adding to the sensation,
Thirty-three minutes to go, lost in self-exploration.
Twenty-five minutes remain, I reach for my toy,
Vibrator humming, bringing newfound joy.
I press it to my clit, cranked up high,
Twenty-three minutes to go, I’m touching the sky.
Twenty minutes on the clock, I slide the vibe in,
Fucking myself hard; no longer shy.
My free hand rubs my clit with fury,
Eighteen minutes left; I’m my own jury.
Fifteen minutes remain; another orgasm nears,
My body trembles: eyes filled with tears.
I scream as I cum, squirting on the sheets.
Thirteen minutes to go; my heart wildly beats.
Ten minutes on the timer; I’m far from done.
Four fingers in my cunt chasing another one.
My palm slaps against my soaked mound.
Eight minutes left; I’m lost in the sound.
Five minutes remain; I’m a writhing mess,
Fucking myself raw; I couldn’t care less.
My third orgasm hits; stronger than before.
Three minutes to go; but I still want more.
Two minutes on the clock; I’m delirious with lust.
My hand a blur on my clit; it’s a must.
I feel the pressure building; ready to burst.
One minute left; my body’s cursed.
Ninety seconds left; I’m beyond all reason,
Four fingers ram my cunt with frenzied motion.
My palm grinds against my clit; raw and inflamed,
Eighty seconds remain; every nerve ending aflame.
Seventy seconds to go; another climax crashes through,
I howl as I squirt, drenching the sheets anew.
No pause; no rest; I drive myself further,
Sixty seconds left; my vision starts to blur.
Fifty seconds remain; orgasms merge together,
My body convulses, beyond control altogether.
I’m gushing nonstop; fluids pooling around,
Forty seconds to go; I can barely hear a sound.
Thirty seconds left; I’m cumming constantly now,
Each wave more intense; I couldn’t stop if I knew how.
I’m drenched in sweat and cum, trembling all over,
Twenty seconds remain; I push myself further.
Ten seconds to go; one last herculean effort,
My whole body seizes; muscles clenched and taut.
Five—four—three—two—one—I explode in ecstasy,
The timer beeps as I collapse in rapturous agony.
Spent and quivering; I lie in a puddle of my own making,
My cunt still pulsing; thighs and abs are still shaking.
Sixty minutes of bliss; pushed beyond every limit—
My mind blank; body buzzing—too exhausted to move an inch.
