Eyes closed. Deep centering breaths. Muscle memory allowed her to turn on her vibrator without looking. She placed the strong undulating tip on her swollen lips allowing her most reactive spot to adjust to the feel. Teasing herself, she made long luxurious strokes up and down her slit. Her breathing became deeper. Her pussy was drenched with her need. She slid the trembling toy closer to her core. She felt the thrumming of her heartbeat deep inside. She began grinding in time with her pulse. Her breathing accelerated. Her breast tightened and throbbed with want. She pushed onto the toy harder needing more. Warm pressure built low. Every nerve ending opened and pushed her to go further. She was climbing higher and higher. Nondescript colors gathered behind her eyelids. Stars speckled the vision converging to a solitary spot. As they grew closer, she could feel her body surging, reaching its peak, almost there, so close, any second… Dead battery.

Reaching for the Stars
"A late night by herself"
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