Lauren's long night

Four hours later...

Lauren groaned in frustration. She held her vibrator up, which had just run out of batteries. With a growl she threw it against the wall. Then she hurriedly thrust her hands between her thighs, running it back and forth over her crotch.

Lauren was laying naked in bed. That immature outfit she'd been **** to wear was scattered around the room. She'd ripped it off minutes after she got home, in a hurry to relieve herself. She had no idea why but as soon as she'd gotten home, she'd gotten so horny! Hornier than she'd ever been before, she couldn't contain herself and had to pleasure herself.

Lauren was no stranger to masturbation, hence the vibrator. As a 20 year old, extremely repressed virgin she needed relief often. But she'd never needed it as badly as she did tonight.

So she'd 'flicked the bean' as they saying goes for a good twenty minutes before climaxing. To her surprise though, this brought her no relief. In fact, it only seemed to increase her arousal. She didn't stop pleasuring herself until she came again. And again. And again.

Cut to now. She'd been at this for four hours. She had tried to **** herself to stop, but she was just so sexually excited she had no control! She had no idea how many orgasms she'd had. She lost track after ten hours ago. Her vibrator had just died so she switched to her hand, then both hands.

Lauren lay on her bed in a literal pool of sweat. Her hair was wild and her whole body listened. her hands were damp and sticky and there was a literal puddle seeping out down between her thighs, the juices from her crotch. Her normally pink womanhood was brighter and red as she'd stroked it raw, and was continuing to do so as she moaned loudly in bed, no thoughts for the neighbors, lost in this erotic evening alone...