The things I do to restrain myself...

I shut the door slowly as I said goodbye to my boyfriend. Four days into the relationship and he was already leaving me to play video games with his friends. Not like I wanted to keep him from his friends at all, it was just that we\'d only really had one night together as a couple. We\'ve barely even kissed so far, but I was already to the brink of my sexual patience. If I didn\'t find release soon, he was going to get jumped, and I did not want to seem like a whore.

I walked downstairs to my basement room, dropping my bookbag as I went along. An ache throbbed between my thighs as I sat down at my computer desk. As I waited for it to boot up, I began to shift, rubbing against my own jeans. I sighed softly, thinking of Kyle and the heated yet innocent kisses we shared before he left. I began to roll my hips forward, my arousal growing as I daydreamed. As I looked at my messanger, I noticed that nobody was even online. Absentmindedly I rubbed my nipple as I looked through my emails. Spam, spam, and more spam, all announcing that I wished to have a bigger penis.

I sighed again, finally giving in to temptation and slowly began to undress. I imagined that I was undressing for Kyle, swirling my hips as I rolled my jeans down my legs. My tank top was tossed aside, my bra soon afterward. I rolled my red panties down my legs, and sat back down at my computer desk. I slowly circled my nipple with one finger, teasing myself. Moaning slightly I gave myself a little pinch. Not to hurt really, just to stimulate. Pinching both nipples, I rolled my breasts in my palms, squeezing a little before releasing them. I imagined Kyle doing all these things to me, lolling my head back and spreading my thighs.

My hands crept down my body, as if they had a mind of their own. I sighed as they finally reached their destination. They brushed softly against my clit, before delving briefly into my tight, wet heat. I rubbed my thumb lightly over the hood of my clit, before grinding my fingers against it. I groaned low in my throat, sensing my release coming soon. I had always been quick that way. I held myself back a little, taking my fingers away from my throbbing clit. Diving a little lower, I entered myself again agonizingly slow, using only one finger. I pumped slowly and shallowly for a moment, before increasing the pace. I crooked my finger inside my body, searching for that spot that I could never quite reach. Growling with my impatience, I stroked myself, striving to go deeper, before giving up and inserting another finger.

I pumped my fingers into myself whole-heartedly now, my body crying out for it\'s release. I thrust my hips up, working with my own rhythm. My thighs quivered as my orgasm began to slowly overcome me. I growled again, pounding into myself harder, without mercy. I thrust another finger inside, ramming my thumb against my clit one last glorious time, before giving in to my orgasm.

As I lay sprawled on my computer chair, gasping for breath, I smiled a weak, tired little smile.

One of these days, Kyle was going to pay for leaving me like this. And it will be a wonderful payback.