It had been almost a week since she had seen him and Jen was feeling lonely. With the pressures of University and Work, she and her boyfriend Sam weren't able to spend as much time together as they would like.
It was 11pm on a Wednesday night, despite an early lecture in the morning, Jen was still awake, sending Sam descriptive texts suggesting what she would do to him if he were with her:
"I'd love to feel you inside me right now, can't stop thinking of your strong hands circling my waist while you pump your massive cock into me until we cum together...xxx"
Pressing send, she blushed. While Jen was a dirty girl at heart, (she had experimented with many sexual fantasies, like bondage and, Sam's personal favourite, anal), she was extremely shy, which made it difficult for her to express the hot and dirty fantasies which often kept her awake at night.
Ten minutes later, there was still no sexy reply to the text she had sent. Feeling disappointed, having hoped for a bit of naughty dialogue to satisfy her, Jen sighed and reached to turn on her laptop. While nothing compared to the incredible sex she experienced with her boyfriend, after almost a week of chaste pastimes, Jen was frustrated and ready to log in to her favourite website.
Browsing between the various categories, she finally selected "Toys and Masturbation," thinking that it would suit her mood! Scrolling through the available stories, Jen frowned, nothing was really catching her eye and all she could think about was Sam. Suddenly, she heard a rumbling coming from under her Mac, it was her phone which she'd put on silent. Hoping she had received a message from him, she leaned across and activated the touch screen in order to read the text.
"Message from: Sam
Aw darling I'm thinking of you too...wish I could see you tonight but I have so much uni work to do, I'm surrounded by textbooks and half finished essays. I'll see you on the weekend like we planned. Love you xoxox"
"What?!" Jen exclaimed, feeling rejected and defiant, she selected a story and started reading. Despite the disappointing message from her boyfriend, she began to feel her knickers becoming moist and her nipples hardening.
She was desperate for relief and frantically ripped off her pants and t-shirt, reaching for her pink vibrator and lubricant. She lay back, her knees up and her feet flat on the bed, with the laptop in plain view and got to work. She began by slowly circling three fingers around her clit, moistening them with lube and periodically pushing her middle finger deep into herself. As the story reached it's peak, Jen's stroking got faster and she reached for the vibrator...however, she didn't seem to be able to be becoming aroused as quickly as normal. She turned the vibrator up to its highest level and rubbed it onto her clit, simultaneously rubbing furiously at her G-spot, hoping for some reaction from her sex-starved pussy. While she was beginning to feel warm and tingly, despite 20 minutes of dirty sex stories and self stimulation, she simply didn't feel anywhere close to orgasm.
Groaning with frustration, she flung the vibrator onto the floor beside her bed and crossed her arms. Jen was increasingly annoyed at how dependant she had become on Sam's skilled hands and intense sex sessions. She seemed almost incapable of bringing herself to orgasm anymore; nothing compared to him.
Just as she was beginning to replay their last steamy session in her mind, (he had tied her up to a beam in his house and licked her wet and excited pussy into submission before hooking her legs over his shoulders and plunging himself into her), Jen's phone buzzed again. Rolling her eyes at the interruption, she reluctantly picked it up and viewed her new message: