She held the vibrator in her hand. It was already buzzing; s..

She held the vibrator in her hand. It was already buzzing; she was already stripped from the waist down. A loose T-shirt was the only garment she wore. She laid on her bed, legs in the air. A slow stream leaked out of her. She had been so horny all day, so horny all week. She had been denied all week: no orgasms. Everyday her panties clung to her more, and every day the back and forth motion of walking teased her more. Today was no different. Her panties had a wet spot on them when she peeled them off of her clit. Now, the tender flesh ached for stimulation. She held her vibrator, a pink rod with a smoothly curved end. Slowly, she lowered the buzzing beast to her sensitive spot. Her pussy lips didn't contain her folds. She was swollen from denial, peeking out around them. Her hole was tight and ready to envelop whatever it could get. The pink rod contacted that beautiful cunt, and she immediately began to moan. Her legs shook in pleasure. Her chest moved up and down, her large breasts parting and reuniting. The hand holding the vibe wasn't steady for long. It only took a minute. The convulsions started then. Her hole clinched together. She realized, removing the toy. Panting as she calmed down, she closed her eyes. After another minute of rest, the pleasure returned. She edged ten times, each time being more reluctant to stop. Her moans got louder every millisecond. Her toes curled and released. She thought about someone or someones sliding in and out of her, making her theirs. Yet, she didn't cum. One edge, she went too far. Reached too high, only to be burned by the sun. Her convulsions that time were particularly strong. Her soaked pussy only leaked more. When the toy released from her clit, the shaking didn't stop. She kept twitching. Pathetically, she came. An orgasm incomplete, ruined.