When my partner's not around, I satisfy my lust by humping her pillow, feeling her softness through the fabric. It's not the real thing, but it's better than nothing. It gets me close to orgasm.

In the heat of passion, I found myself craving the touch of my partner's soft skin against mine. Unable to reach them, I turned to the only other available source - their pillow. With a mischievous grin, I began to hump the pillow, simulating the act of lovemaking. The sensation was strange at first, but as I continued, I found myself becoming more and more aroused. The friction of the fabric against my sensitive areas sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Despite the lack of actual contact, the simulation was enough to satisfy my sexual desires. The pillow became my partner, providing the support and warmth that I craved. As I reached the peak of my pleasure, I released my pent-up desires onto the pillow, marking the end of my impromptu solo session.