In a dimly lit room, our lonely protagonist sat on the edge of his bed, lost in his thoughts.He had been so desperate for human contact that he had turned to his own hand to relieve his pentup desire.His fingers danced skillfully on his erection as he imagined the perfect woman she was curvaceous, with long hair and plump lips, her eyes sparkling with lust.As he began to stroke himself, his cock grew harder still, swelling in response to each deft caress from his skilled handjob technique.With a growing urgency, he sped up, imagining her hand wrapping around his shaft in unison with every thrust of his hips.The feeling of her soft skin gripping his stiffened penis sent shivers down his spine as the tip of his cock leaked precum in anticipation.He could feel himself nearing the brink, and with a final, powerful stroke, he surrendered to the blissful release within him.His hot sperm spurted from his dick, splattering onto his hand in sticky strands as the waves of pleasure crashed over him like a tidal wave, leaving him breathless and utterly satisfied.Alone and sated once more, he lay there, basking in the afterglow of his handjobinduced orgasm.His chest heaved as his heart rate slowed, his mind already wandering back to his secret fantasy, preparing for the next round of selfindulgence with a woman whose only flaw was that she existed solely in his imagination.