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The other night I lay in bed, trying every toy and device at my disposal. Yesterday I tried fingers. For almost fifteen minutes I tried. I was close and I couldn't seal the deal. Finally I had to stop so I could get ready to go out. Today all the batteries were dead. The pinch hitter was called up again. What he gives is very different from a self-induced orgasm. Of course it's better because we're together and he's so good, but it's very different.
I turned up one of the wonderful audios of a girl orgasming. I have no idea what any of these women, whose audio orgasms seriously turn me on, really look like. But if I had to judge based on what's coming through the speakers, they are all drop-dead gorgeous. I turned up the (finally) recharged Fairy Wand. I tried to relax. I tried to focus on the feelings of the vibrations and not the impetus to come. I unconsciously matched my breathing and intensity to the sounds of the audio file. And after two plays, I finally had the long-awaited orgasm. And it wasn't just any old orgasm. It was long, hard, and satisfying. Patience gets its just rewards.