Fifth

No word of praise about these things has been a lie. The moment I make contact, a warm glow engulfs me. The trembling hits my clit in a casual way, and it is very easy to convince my pussy to embrace the sensation. My reluctance is pushed away as if it was never there. It pulls me back into the realm of sex as a challenge, which doesn’t require any skill at all; it just takes and devours without wondering. It reaches everywhere: my belly, my hips, my arse, my thighs. I don’t have to make any further effort for the mood shift I was looking for. All of my nether regions feel as if they have been lit up with the tip of a marker pen. And all of it screams to my brain: sex, sex, sex…

No matter the hardships of my night, I haven’t cum since yesterday, and my pussy is ready for quick service. I barely have the time to get thoroughly wet before the delicious trembling in my cunt delivers me into orgasm within a minute. I manage to keep my position, pressing myself into the Hitachi, all throughout it, and after. It prevents me from having my cool down, the continued vibration just won’t let me. I do not descend from arousal, I manage to continue to feed it, and carry it on through the afterglow of orgasm. From there, somehow, I am right at the gate of the next one.