I’m just starting on the third week of my current denial, and this is always the time when my horny level kicks into high gear. Add to the fact that we are starting to settle in to our new home, which gives My Lady more time to concentrate on driving me crazy and satisfying her incredible horny pussy, and it’s no mystery why I’m really feeling the frustration now.

Getting comfortable in the new apartment is allowing us to get back into our kinkiness, and it seems as if we didn’t even skip a beat. Last night, ML came into the bedroom, locked the door (YES!!!!!), and cuffed me with the bed restraints we finally got under the mattress. Then ML decided to break the toys in to our new apartment. She decided to give me a night of good vibrations – the inserted the vibrating butt plug into my ass and placed the magic wand under my balls. I was moaning within seconds.

My Lady spent the next half hour changing the vibration patterns of the butt plug and moving the wand up and down the shaft of my throbbing hard cock. I just had to lay there and take it… and squirm and moan, obviously. It was maddening.

ML was grinding against my hips the whole time. Soon, my squeals and moans of frustration was too much for her to take; she needed to cum. She took the wand and used it on her clit until she was shuddering through a long, hard orgasm. There I was, my asshole quivering around the vibrating butt plug, desperate to cum; there ML was, cumming as hard as she ever has, satisfying her pussy with the vibrating wand. It was frustrating to see her cumming so hard just inches away from me like that.

After she finished her cum, she uncuffed me and told me to fuck her in her new favorite position on her back with me laying by her side. She used her wand on her clit again with my cock deep inside her and she came one again, but even harder this time – her legs locked and she lifted her feet off the bed, and I struggled to keep my cock inside her as her pussy sounded spasmed so hard around my cock that it almost pushed me out.

Once she came down, I continued to thrust into her gently. She was pretty much finished, but I felt like I couldn’t stop. I needed to cum. BADLY. I begged, I whimpered, I pleaded with her to let me cum. She stroked the hair on the back of my head and said the words I both hate and love to hear: “Not just yet, darling.” It took all of my self control to pull out before I lost control.

I’m extremely sexually frustrated after that night, as you’d expect. And this is only the beginning, I’m sure; this Friday is Date Night, and thanks to our new address we have the option of going home instead of just going out to dinner somewhere. ML is very excited about this, and I can only guess on what plans she has for me. I have no idea how my sexually tortured and frustrated body will respond. Only time will tell.