My eyes still closed, the longing first entered my awareness. A moan escaped my mouth when I clenched my legs together, and I instantly opened my eyes.
I was alone.
Alone in the silence, the ear plugs keeping the world out.
I wanted to sleep more, but was also desperate to quench the thirst. Soon I turned on my side, a toy trapped between my legs, covering my clit. I hovered in a state between sleep and wake, while my body ached for release.
Nipples hard, I moaned and moved against the toy until an orgasm finally woke me up.
Writing a story of exactly 100 words is quite a challenge. It’s a great exercise, as it forces you to look critically at what you have written, and dares you to keep to the essence of your story. Try it!
© Rebel’s Notes