It's not enough, I just can't cum

I furiously rubbed all my favorite spots, going in and out and every direction, even teasing my clit just the way I like it. In a last ditch effort, I stuck two fingers inside my pussy. But nothing was working. I could feel my orgasm getting further and further away, so then I got frustrated which kept the orgasm even further out of reach.

I sighed, and placed my now wet hands on each side of me. I was still wet, of course, now uncomfortably so. I thought about just stripping off the underwear for the night. Be better than having sticky panties in the morning.

Ugh, it was hopeless. I was still desperately horny, and masturbating was no longer an option. Sleep was also out of the picture; that furious touching had left me more awake than ever.

Okay, think. I told myself. _How did I used to get myself off in the past? _I ran through the ways in my head. The most obvious way was getting eaten out while someone put two fingers inside: actual heaven on earth. But, the only person here was dead asleep, and also straight, and also my sister. So that was clearly out.

There was also eating someone else out. The next closest thing to heaven on earth was shoving my face between a pair of sexy thighs, eating out a girl and listening to her moan. And as she gets closer to cumming, I have a toy or my fingers inside so that we cum together. God that's probably what I miss about being in a relationship. Simultaneous orgasms. Oh and emotional support or whatever.

I could still try using a toy. I knew for a fact that I had some vibrating dildos under my bed. Those also do the trick, but some of them can be loud, and I wasn't sure which ones had batteries. Then again, I could also try running to the bathroom. Or possibly even on the couch in the living room. Everyone else should either be in bed or staying the night somewhere else. I had options.