Dazzler

Alison Blaire placed Disco Inferno on the timetable, turned off her bedroom light, and pulled out her glow stick vibrator.

Her discarded lurex outfit lay on the floor, and her naked body thrust to the rhythm of the music, as her vibrator gyrated, lighting the room with its small unburied section, until things quickly got hotter and Alison herself was the one lighting up the room in a panoply of colors.

The mirrorball on the ceiling reflected her contorted face, twisted in a moan, as she shifted into ultraviolet, her blonde pubic hair shining. She bit her tongue as a kaleidoscope of colors once more filled her vision and rivulets of sweat ran down her contours.

"Burn, baby, burn," she tried to sing, between her ecstatic gaps, as both her and the song raced to their climax.