Yes!

You let your boxers drop from your form leaving you naked in front of the mirror. As you move towards the bed fingering yourself you wonder about what you are going to sleep in for these two days. you discard that thought as you begin to feel the pleasure of your fingers ministrations. The sudden shock of pleasure causes your knees to buckle, you fall forward onto your bed moaning loudly.

"My god I haven't even cum and I can't stand from the pleasure, this must be the curse because there is no way sex for women is this much better. If it was they would want it more" you whisper to yourself, panting heavily. You lay there face down on you bed fingers sliding in and out of you while you moaning into your blankets. Time moves quickly before you know it two hours have passed. 'why can't I cum' you think frustrated by the fact you simply cannot complete your intended goal.

You roll onto your back whimpering at your frustration. Several thoughts run through your mind as you rush to regain your composure.

'is not being able to cum by my own hand part of the curse! That's how it would be in the erotic stories I read. I was really loud, I hope no one heard me. I am thirsty and oh no, I soaked my bedding with my pussy juices. Now I have to do laundry' with your inner monologue complete you decide it's time to get out of bed get dressed and solve your problem. But what to do first?

'-could shower so that you don't smell like sex!

-or am I to thirsty.

-or you could try to find something to wear.' you sigh as you...