Melody sighed as she closed the door to her apartment. It had been another long, draining day at work, and the drive home through a blizzard hadn't helped. She didn't think she even had the energy to make dinner. She took her shoes off, filled up a bowl with some chips and collapsed onto the couch. After browsing the rather disappointing selection of shows and movies on her TV, Melody decided just to get into bed, maybe read some of the spicy little novel she'd just gotten on her kindle.
Shortly after putting this plan into action, Melody felt herself getting wet. The novel didn't waste much time on plot development, and the scene she was reading was heating up pretty quickly. She reached down and started to gently rub herself through her underwear. She continued to read, feeling her pussy get more and more swollen and hot. The scene she was reading ended rather abruptly, and Melody found herself skimming in order to get to the next spicy part. She didn't have to skim long. Her whole body was feeling a little flushed now, and she impatiently kicked off her covers, and pulled down her underwear. Melody briefly wished she had shaved, as she always felt sexier in her body when her pubic hair was at least neatly trimmed, but she pushed the thought away. No time for that now. She dipped her middle finger down into her wet opening, and drew the moisture up to her clit, using three fingers to softly rub. The beginning of the scene seemed to perfectly cater to Melody's tastes, but it eventually steered into a kink that Melody was not a huge fan of. She swiped back to the beginning of the scene, then threw her phone aside and focused on her body. She was hot and wet, but her clit wasn't very responsive. No matter how she touched herself, she never could seem to coax it out of its hood into the sensitive, swollen nub she'd read about. She pushed her fingers harder against herself as she rubbed, wanting so badly to come. She had several vibrators in her bedside drawer but she knew they wouldn't help her now, when her body wasn't responding. Closing her eyes, she tried to replay the scenes she'd read in her head, imagining being touched, being talked to like the character in her book. She let out a gasp as her pleasure reached a peak, sending a brief wave of heat up through her face, and then crashed.
Melody went limp on the bed for a moment, breathing heavily, but recovered almost immediately. She continued to lay there, however, feeling frustrated and unsatisfied. What she'd had could barely even be considered an orgasm, and it certainly didn't bring her very much relief. Sighing, she got up to finish getting ready for bed. As she brushed her teeth, she gazed at herself in the mirror, contemplating her ongoing struggle to bring herself pleasure. For years, Melody didn't believe she'd ever had an orgasm at all, so weak were the little peaks of pleasure she was able to wring from her body. She'd bought sex toys, switched from face-down to face-up masturbation, talked to a therapist, but nothing made more than a modicum of difference. Even with a partner, Melody had found, her arousal could be more drawn-out, but rarely could she reach a higher peak.
'Maybe this is it', she thought. 'Maybe this is all the orgasm I'll ever be able to experience.' She gazed at herself a moment longer, feeling even more miserable than earlier, before rinsing out her mouth and putting her toothbrush aside.
Back in her bedroom, she put her wet underwear in the hamper, and dug a new pair out of her dresser. Sitting at the foot of her bed, she felt her eyes grow hot, and a tear slipped down her left cheek. She allowed herself one minute to wallow in misery and disappointment before angrily wiping it away.
"Get it together, Melody." She said aloud. "Your body isn't broken, I'm sure all those authors are just exaggerating when they describe orgasms. And even if they're not, this is just the hand you've been dealt. Get used to it."
Feeling utterly defeated, Melody tucked herself in, turned off the light, and fell asleep.
A loud scraping sound outside woke Melody around 8. Grumpily, she looked out the window to see her apartment's maintenance man shoveling the sidewalk three stories below. The storm had stopped at some point during the night, and the sun now shone gently on the new-fallen snow. Feeling much cheered by the promise of a sunny day, and having a little extra time before work, Melody got up and made herself a large breakfast. In the shower, she used her electric razor, hoping a clean-shaven vagina might help her feel more sexually in-tune. As she rubbed lotion over her smooth, clean skin, the resentment she'd built up towards her body last night began to ease. Maybe she'd try again tonight, put a little more thought in. She pulled her blue dolphin vibrator out of its drawer and set it on the bed next to her favorite scented lotion, thinking the sight of them would help her remember this feeling when she got home.
Melody got dressed for work feeling good about the day ahead, and smiled at herself when she checked her reflection in the mirror. Her short, dark brown hair had dried into gentle waves around her face, and her silky green button-down shirt seemed to bring out the glow of her fair skin. She took a deep breath, exchanged one last look with her reflection, grabbed her bag and walked out the door.
Ten hours later, Melody walked back through her door in a drastically different mood. The day had been absolutely brutal. First she had tripped over an errant lamp cord, fallen on her face and broken the lamp in front of several coworkers. During lunch, she'd stepped out to get a coffee to make herself feel better, and had spilled half of it on her pants. Finally, her boss had returned a recently-submitted assignment of hers with a mountain of edits which she needed to stay late to complete, and a note that said "Not your best work." Melody could hardly remember having a more humiliating day.
Tossing her shoes and bag aside, she collapsed on the couch as usual. Realizing she was still in her coffee-stained clothes, she rose again and wandered into her bedroom to change. When Melody saw the vibrator and lotion sitting hopefully on her bed, she felt, if possible, even more defeated. "Why even bother?" She said quietly to herself, and began to cry. Stripping off her outer clothes and her bra, Melody tossed them carelessly towards her hamper, leaving her clad in just a soft undershirt and panties. Still sniffling, she climbed into bed, turned off the light and cried herself to sleep.
Several hours later, discomfort dragged Melody into consciousness. She was laying on her stomach, pillow angled beneath her chest and head, both hands up under the pillow, near her headboard. A kink in her neck made her want to switch positions, but she couldn't seem to bring her hands down in order to roll over.
She groaned as she lifted her head. Her hands seemed to be caught in something, and she could feel material wrapped around her wrists. Melody opened her eyes wider as she tried to focus.
"What the hell?" she said groggily, twisting her hands but still unable to free them. She became aware of a weight on the bed beside her a split second before a hand clapped over her mouth.
Melody came instantly awake as pure panic coursed through her body.
"MMMF! MMMMF!" Her yells were completely muffled by the large palm tightly molded to her face. She squirmed and kicked as she tried in vain to pull her hands free of their restraints. The comforter was pulled all the way down, tangled up with her feet. A warm weight settled over her back and she felt the hot breath of her assailant caress her ear.
"Shhhhh... Shhh shhh shhh..." a low voice whispered, and she felt another large hand creep down her back. Melody stopped moving, frozen in terror.
"Please," she tried to say against the hand over her mouth.
"It's okay," the voice, deep and male, said in her ear. "I promise I won't hurt you."
The second hand crept further down her back, sliding over her ass, gently caressing her cheeks through the fabric of her panties. The voice let out an appreciative sigh. "Your body is so beautiful." The roaming hand dipped lower, towards her pussy.
Melody jolted and shook her head, "MM-MM! MM-MM!"
