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My Lady enjoys teasing the shit out of me whenever, however she can. It’s a piece of cake in person; just being close to her body makes me start throbbing in my cage. Lately she has taken to teasing me when I’m out of the house by texting me pictures of her hot sexy parts – “teaxting” maybe? (Maybe not.)

Earlier this week, I ran out to the grocery store to get some stuff that ML needed to cook dinner, when I received a text as I was walking through the store. ML will sometimes forget a small item and remember it after I’ve already left, so I check my messages to see what else I need to add to my list. I pull ML’s text up on my screen, and I see this:

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Maybe she was just reminding me to pick up some milk.

Thankfully there was nobody nearby, otherwise they would have gotten an eyeful of my wife’s big gorgeous tits!

I’m not even safe from ML’s torment when I’m out with the kids. They were acting particularly crazy the other day, so I took the kids to the mall to get them out of ML’s hair for a little bit. We had a great time hanging out at the mall. ML was sure to text me and let me know she was making good use of her alone time:

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*droooooool...

She told me later that she gave herself at least three orgasms during the couple of hours we were gone… she said she lost count after that. 🙂

If ML could see my face when I get these texts, she’d absolutely love it. Whether it’s a big smile or eyes wide open, it’s nearly impossible for me to control my reaction. This causes some problems for me at work when she texts me more naughty pictures:

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Just a typical sex conversation between two incredibly horny people, that's all.

I love knowing that the next text message I receive might tease me like crazy!

Yesterday was a particularly horny day over here. I noticed just how horny I was when I tucked cagedmonkey in to bed after work. I got him all covered up and snuggled in bed, leaned down over top of him – I really love looking down on him – to give him a kiss and I felt that surge go right through me. It was that “holy shit I’m horny” tingle in my chest and all the way down to my crotch. I gasped and did a kind of growl thing while kissing him and he knew right away that I was really horny. He had a huge smile on his face going to sleep.

I continued ramping up the horniness each time I would go in to visit hubby while he was sleeping. I would climb in bed, cuddle with him and spoon him while I whispered hot sexy things I wanted to do to him in his ear and kissing his neck. He was writhing as I ran my hands from his shoulders down around his gorgeous little ass telling him how I loved that he was mine and that he was locked up in his cage for me. I love the way his skin feels under my fingertips. How touching him feels almost electric. Lifting my shirt and pressing my naked breasts against his back, I heard him take in a deep breath and let out a little moan. It really is one of the sexiest sounds.

Still I kept working at the overall horniness between us after waking him in the afternoon, little grabs here, little quick kisses there. At one point I was just wanting him in a ridiculous way, sitting across the room from him as the kids were watching cartoons. I picked up my phone and texted him: “go get that fucking cage off right now… I need to have your cock.” Actually, it took him a bit to be able to go do it since I had already sent him a few texts before that and that one alone caused his cage to be a bit tight right then.

Once he calmed down he went and took of his cage and I told him to meet me in the bedroom because I needed to cum on his cock. I did just that, I got him in me and came 4 times, one right after the other. I rubbed my clit to speed things up since, having the kids in the other room, didn’t leave much time for drawn out sex. It wasn’t about the sex anyway, it was about using his cock as my sex toy, to feel it in my pussy as I came on it, squeezing the shaft so tight. To feel as the head of his cock slid in and out, stimulating everything good in there. Feeling that stretch as my pussy gripped his cock. Even after cumming 4 times I wasn’t really done. I think I like that, I like that cumming almost causes me to want to cum more. It doesn’t always wear me out and make me feel done, it fuels my need for more.

Our evening went on with little playful things snuck in here or there when the kids weren’t looking but once they went to bed, I wasted no time in teasing cagedmonkey. We were watching a few shows on tv before he had to go to work and I started teasing and stroking his cock. I alternated between fast strokes and slow, simply running my fingertips up and down his shaft. Stroking him to the edge over and over making him moan and whimper, aching to explode. I kept stroking him closer and closer each time not allowing him over that edge, that wonderful, amazing edge. Each time I’d get him there he would moan louder and it drove me, wanting to make him moan more and more. To hear the frustration in his voice. I pushed him closer and closer, he kept moaning and I felt it. I felt that, “oh my God I’m going to orgasm” feeling…

…right in my crotch. I felt my pussy quivering, hard. I felt the warm wetness grow between my legs as his moaning pushed me closer and closer to my own orgasm. Yes, I was about to literally cream my pants from giving him a hand job. I started moaning along with him, which caused him to moan more, which caused me to moan more. Hearing the “oh my fucking God are you going to cum?” escape his lips was what did it, it pushed move over and I started humping at the air as I came with his dick in my hand.

It really was so fantastic to experience such am amazing thing. When I cum like that it’s never as strong as a clitoral or g-spot orgasm but it’s still damn good and gushes wetness out of me. Of course, after having a cute little orgasm like that, I had to pull him of the couch in front of me to clean up the mess and eat my pussy to another intense orgasm all over his face. After that it was just about time for work so he was locked back up in his Jail Bird, horny as fuck.

I love days and nights like those, where I’m so horny I spend the whole day taking what I want and using cagedmonkey for my pleasure and denying him, leaving him aching on the edge.

If you’ve been following along, you know I’ve had some Dommy confidence issues. I’ve been trying to get myself back into the organized, always have a plan, Domme that I am. After taking almost two weeks off to enjoy some beautiful Caribbean weather, it has been quite the task getting back organized.

Thanks to locking hubby up, talking about an intense D/s session with him, chatting all sexy with friends in email, text and Twitter and getting back to reading sexy blogs, I’m feeling much better about my kinky state. I will admit I was a bit worried that I lost my kinky but I think it just came down to not being in a kinky environment. I’m definitely a chameleon and have always been when it comes to social situations. I can fit in anywhere and be what I need to be to fit in – always continuing to be myself in the process but censoring what needs to be censored out of respect for the rest of the world. So I feel like spending 2 weeks in the “vanilla” world and not thinking or really even talking kinky set me back. It’s coming back all kinds of lovely now. 🙂

The past few days, as I’ve said, I’ve had some chats with people and read some stuff that has gotten my creative fantasy juices flowing, not to mention other juices. I thought I’d come here and write them down. This way you all get to enjoy my kinky fantasy thoughts and I get to get all turned on thinking about you enjoying them. And what you might be doing with yourself while enjoying them – if you are lucky enough not to be locked in a cage that is. 🙂

I’ve had some amazing thoughts going on, from spanking to sensory deprivation, from simple bondage to full on Doggystyle Stockade with an attached fucking machine.

I was looking through pics on my phone and found one of cagedmonkey’s gorgeous ass, nice and red after I spanked him over my knee bare handed. Good God is it a beautiful thing to look at and remember how it feels to spank him as he squirms and whimpers in my lap. I started to think about how much enjoyment I get when using my paddle too. When I have him bound spread eagle, face down on the bed spanking his ass, thighs and even spreading those cheeks and giving his tight little asshole a swat.
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I also recently read, over at Chastity Forums I think, about a guy who’s wife made him wear rubber gloves as a way to diminish his sensation when touching her, or something like that… so that got me thinking a lot about sensory deprivation. I’ve often tried to think of a way that I could deprive cagedmonkey of some of his senses, including touch, but still get what I need from him – like his touch! So this whole rubber glove thing got me going. If I’ve got cagedmonkey restrained, in the hood, ear buds in with something playing on his S5 or iPod, caged but having the RodeoH and my favorite dildo attached and rubber gloves on him there is quite a bit of possibility there. I just think there is an awful lot of frustration to be had while I’m able to please myself and he can feel absolutely nothing.

My thoughts have also gone deeper, rather quickly, as my need to dominate my husband sexually has increased. I’ve started thinking a lot about the Doggystle stockade we’ve mentioned in the past wanting to get. We’ve had all kinds of mindfuck sessions thinking about the things we could do with a piece of furniture like this. Even more recently we’ve gotten even more intense with our fantasies and added in thoughts of the attached fucking machine (which led us to the site linked above).

So many fantastic, naughty things could happen with this set up. Not only could we do some of the things mentioned in previous posts, while hubby is being excruciatingly slowly violated by the fucking machine but we could also use it as a torture device. The site we’ve been looking at also has Fleshlight attachments for the fucking machine which could be used to force fuck cagedmonkey for, potentially, hours at whatever pace a please. Perhaps juuuuuuuuust slow enough that he can’t cum but not too slow that he could lose his erection. Or, perhaps, it could be used to continue stroking him post orgasm for some torture. So many ideas ranging from forced anal violation to forced orgasms but isn’t that why I’m in control? I get to decide when and what sexual pleasure or torture he will have to endure and for how long.

The other thing I’ve been fantasizing about with having this machine, since we aren’t into the actual physical side of cuckolding, is the potential to kind of cuckold cagedmonkey. I could fuck myself with the machine in every way I like over and over, having him tied in the stackade portion, forced to watch me cum. Forced to see the pleasure I get while he is locked there wishing he was the one pleasing me. Watching as a machine takes his place and fucks his wife inches from his face where he can smell my sex and is aching and dripping, wanting to taste me… feel me… touch me.

As you can see my naughty, kinky thoughts are coming back just fine. I am loving being back home because I’m getting that, ever so intense, growly, hungry, animalistic, horny growing inside me and I need to take it out on cagedmonkey.

After the not-so-sexy events of this afternoon, ML and I were more than content to spend the night relaxing on the couch and watching tv. We figured a nice quiet night before I headed to work would be perfectly enjoyable… but, as always, any time My Lady and I are in a room together there is a potential for some hot and horny sex.

After spending about ten minutes nestled in each other’s arms, ML requested that I get her a drink from the kitchen. Being the good subby hubby that I am, I dutifully obeyed. When I returned, I nearly dropped the drink on the floor when I saw her laying back on the couch, naked from the waist down with her legs spread, displaying her wet pussy for me.

I got the message loud and clear what my next assignment was. 😛

Within moments, I was on the couch with my face buried in her pussy. She tasted delicious as usual. I was very eager to give My Lady an orgasm, but I decided to take it slow and make sure she was completely pleased before doing so. I gave her pussy soft kisses all over, from her clit all the way down her lips. I felt her pussy quiver as I brushed my lips against her sensitive flesh.

I sucked her clit gently into my mouth, and she moaned in response. She pushed her hips upward, yearning for more as I eased her higher and higher in pleasure. As I gave her pussy slow, lingering licks from bottom to top, she began to whimper and even accused me of “being a tease.” Guilty as charged. 🙂

ML couldn’t wait any longer; she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her sex. “Make my pussy cum good,” she demanded. I moved my hand up so I could reach her pussy, and I slid two fingers deep inside her. She gasped as I massaged her g-spot while swirling my tongue over her clit. It didn’t take very long until she was ready to cum.

I pushed her closer and closer, her body tightening and rising off the couch as she willed herself to orgasm. Just as she hit her peak, I pushed my fingers deep inside her pussy and strummed her clit furiously with my tongue. Her entire body jerked and she cried out as she came hard, shooting much higher over her peak than she expected. My fingers and tongue continued their assault, driving her right through her first cum and right into the second. Now her hands were on my neck, pulling as hard as she could, nails digging slightly into my skin. The twinge of pain urged me on more, and her body spasmed as she came once again.

Easing her down from her orgasmic rush, I began kissing her softly again. She was completely spent; she looked so sexy laying back on the couch, completely limp and exhausted from cumming so hard. I laid down with ML, my cock throbbing in frustration in the cage next to her thigh.

My hunger for ML was apparently not satisfied either, as I would soon find out. I exited the room to get ready for work, and when I came back in the room (always when I come back into the room!), she was bent over the couch fixing the cushions. Her beautiful round naked ass stopped me dead in my tracks. Without a word, I rushed over to her, dropped to my knees behind her, and shoved my tongue right up her asshole.

ML immediately made that sexy squeal sound that she always does when I tongue fuck her ass. It drives me insane! I spread her cheeks wide and pushed my tongue even deeper. Her asshole quivered aroung my tongue. Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford much time ass-fucking ML with my tongue, or else I’d be late for work. Damn, I’d seriously do that all fucking day long!

It was incredible how our night went from a peaceful snuggle on the couch to thrusting my tongue into ML’s asshole in pretty short order! But that’s how things go with us now – we go with the flow. And very often, that flow between us is one fucking sexy flow of desire and need!

As ML was riding my cock the other day, I couldn’t help but think: GOD, I WANNA CUM SO BAD.

No, that wasn’t it. Well, it was, but that wasn’t all of it. There’s a point to this post, other than the fact that I’m desperate for an orgasm.

ML was riding me in this special way, where we both say she does it “like a guy.” My legs end up spread and her legs are together between mine, and she grinds herself down on my cock. It’s one of her favorite ways to ride me, and she’s done it that way ever since the first time we were together.

As she rubbed her pussy up and down my throbbing cock, I started to think back on our relationship.

ML and I were always horny as fuck for each other from the very start. There was this one time where I spent literally all day eating her pussy in order to see how many orgasms I could give her in a day (the answer, by the way, was 37). That was part of an entire weekend we spent in a room together, pretty much fucking in some sense for every moment possible, making the whole room smell like sex in the process.

We were no strangers to kink. We dabbled in some bondage as well as some tease and denial. And through it all, ML was always the dominant one. It was natural, it was fun, and it was good. We had damn good fucking sex.

Now, our sex life has evolved into where we are today. Chastity wasn’t just a natural extension of our kinkiness, it was almost inevitable. ML was always the aggressive one, she was the one in control. I was always submissive, the one willing to serve. Chastity just makes our roles that much more defined. Orgasm denial makes our experience that much more intense.

The word comes with such a negative connotation attached – objectification. You know what they say: Sexual attraction is superficial, it’s what’s on the inside that counts. Love is emotional, it doesn’t require physical chemistry.

With all due respect to whoever agrees with this… are you fucking crazy?

Before we even began living our current chastity lifestyle, My Lady and I made a decision to take steps to improve our marriage. One of those steps included acknowledging that it’s okay for us to be hot and horny for each other. We both agreed that physical intimacy is pretty much a requirement in a healthy marriage, not just a fringe benefit. As part of this acknowledgement, we realized that it’s okay for each of us to see the other as what most people wold consider calling “sex objects.” I’ll explain.

I love my wife with all my heart. She is a wonderful, beautiful person who just gets me on an unspoken emotional and spiritual level. Having her in my life has allowed me to grow in ways I never thought I could. She is the best mother I could ever hope my children would have, and she does the most amazing things for my family.

With all of that said… she has a great set of tits and a sexy fucking ass that makes me drool. 🙂

But here’s my point – the fact that I check out her ass every time she leaves the room, or fantasize about fucking her huge titties whenever I see her cleavage, doesn’t take away from the fact that I love her soul. It only enhances it. It’s not like I have a certain amount of “love points” that I have to distribute between caring for my wife as a person and wanting to pound her pussy until she can’t walk straight. It’s another dimension of my love for her.

The reason I bring this up is that I had to remind ML about this the other day. We’ve been going through an awesome emotional connection time lately, where everything just feels perfect. We can feel the energy between us even when we are just sitting in the same room together. But I noticed that over the last few days, ML seemed to be over-accentuating our emotional connection. I asked her why that was.

She responded by telling me that she was having strong fantasies about tying me up and teasing me, feeling my cock struggle in the cage, and control me sexually in every way. Um…. so what’s the problem? (Hehe). She was trying to balance out those feelings of objectifying me with emotional rationalization. She explained it best with this text message, after I asked her why she wasn’t telling me about these thoughts:

Sometimes I feel like that’s all I’m telling you.. it’s true but I don’t want you to feel like I’m objectifying you constantly.

That’s so sweet of her. 🙂

The thing is, though, that I enjoy being objectified by her. Not all the time of course… I do need emotional support from my wife, as well. But it makes me feel good to know that sometimes she just can’t help but get turned on when thinking off me in a sexual way. In short, I like knowing that I make her pussy wet. [pic, for those of you who are into that sort of thing] 😉

It’s getting to that point for me, that point in cagedmonkey’s orgasm denial where I start to feel it. I’m nearing the end of my cycle and feeling much better emotionally at the same time. What that means is that my horny has kicked in high gear. It’s like I’m a pimply faced teenage boy who just got a shot of testosterone (right, Drew?). What that means for hubby is that I’m constantly hungry for him in some sexual way. Whether I’m smacking his ass as he walks by, walking up to him grabbing his caged cock through his pants as I kiss him deep or pulling him into the bedroom, locking the door and fucking the hell out of his face, it’s me, all day, in sexual attack mode.

It’s been about 6 weeks now since hubby’s last orgasm. I know, I choose to keep him denied because thats how I like him. The constant crazy high of his arousal is good for me. He’s more focused and attentive, more willing in all aspects of life. He’s completely and utterly horny for me which boosts me. I love him that way… but I also LOVE LOVE LOVE to make him cum. So yeah, there’s my dilemma. This whole denying him orgasm is really hard on me and all day, today, I’ve been arguing with myself about just saying screw it and letting him cum so I can use him to fuck me good and hard like I need to be. I think, if I wasnt on my cycle, I would be ok because he could just use the RodeoH harness with “Adam” in it and slam my pussy good and hard with my favorite toy. I know I’m going to have to basically torture myself for the next few days until I can have that. Why don’t I have him use it now? I don’t know, I have this thing about my toys being used during my period. If I use his cock (which I did the other night) it’s not a big deal to me because it washes off much more easily.

So before I go letting him erupt 6 weeks worth of his hot cum into my pussy I’m going to force myself to wait. Simply because I have a plan, I want him to wait until we renew our vows in January. I want him to save up and build up that incredible amount of horny and desire. I want to feel his passion that night after we are all lovey and promising to be together and take care of each other forever. I want his desire to be so much so that his orgasm is felt deep through his entire body and lasts for a long time.

So, as much as I love to make him cum, I love that constant arousal that comes with denying him his orgasm. I’m happy to remind myself of that and I’m happy waiting it out and having him please me in every other way possible. I’ll get mine and, eventually, I’ll get his too! 🙂

Thanks to the moving preparations and also my current coming-down-with-a-cold-ness, there hasn’t been all that much horny play between My Lady and me during the past week. I mean, sure, I wake up with my cock pressing hard against the bars of my cage, but I haven’t had that “I’ll run through a concrete wall to fuck you” feeling for a couple days now. I guess that’s what getting sick will do to you. Understandably, I’m just not feeling the horniness right now.

But then again, I am. The desire for my wife certainly is there, no doubt about it. In fact, even with my sinuses all stuffy and gross, I still feel a sexual connection with ML that is stronger than even before we started chastity play. We are still touching and squeezing each other whenever we can (when the eyes of children are more upon us), and when we cuddle together we both have the inescapable urge to grind together. I still feel the electricity coming off of her skin when I touch her, and I still have to take a moment and recollect my thoughts when I see that sexy ass of hers.

Could it be that the intensity of my sexual desire has been recalibrated? It seems as though even when I’m at my lowest horny point – sick, distracted, preoccupied – things are still more intense than they ever were before we started this adventure. And now when things get really intense, it’s completely off the charts crazy!

Yup… I could get used to living like this. 🙂

Today marks the 17th day of uninterrupted cage time for my lonely cock, equaling my previous milestone for longest 24/7 lockup period. I thought it would be a good day to take stock of my current situation. Let’s take a good look at what’s going on with the sexual prisoner:

1) Medical status – so far, everything is looking fine down there. My skin is not having any issues as far as irritations, blisters, or infections related to the constant contact with the cage. I have experienced some skin discomfort after shaving, which My Lady and I both feel is due to the fact that I was shaving too often to try to keep my skin smooth down there. I’ve backed off again to once a week, which seems to be working well. I have to remember to lotion and/or lube more often, but other than that, everything is peachy.

2) Physical horniness – my cock has been EXTREMELY reactive to My Lady’s in-cage teasings. I believe that my cock itself misses getting hard, because it tries its hardest at the slightest provocation. ML has started to enjoy licking my cock through the bars of the JB, and she has gotten very good at finding that sensitive spot on the underside of my cock with her tongue ring. It makes me gasp and moan every single time, which is exactly why she does it! She will squeeze my balls and rub the exposed base of my cock as she does this, and it makes me want to cum so badly. It even feels like I very well could sometimes, if she would continue just a little more… but then she does continue, and the feeling just builds and builds, it never releases. That is when I begin to moan and squirm in frustration. It’s most likely only a matter of time until ML has to restrain me during these teasing moments.

3) Mental horniness – I’m really getting hit hard in this area. I’ve become more and more obsessed with getting this damn cage off of my cock. What’s been making it worse has been the glimpses of weakness in ML’s resolve, which have got me thinking of my possible release. I am fighting as hard as I can not to count the days until the cage comes off. But even without counting, it’s apparently clear that August has not even ended yet. Thinking about my orgasm is even worse, it is still incredible for me to think about having to wait another four months or so until my next orgasm. I’ve begun to truly miss it – the feeling of my orgasm washing through my body, my cock throbbing and spasming, the cum shooting from the head of my cock and landing on My Lady’s ass/tits/other various body parts. She sent me a text message earlier in the week of her sticking her tongue out at me, the angle of the pic was from slightly above her face. The first thing I thought was: Damn, I’d love to cum in her mouth and all over her chin while she was on her knees in front of me. And right then, I wanted it so bad, it hurt. But I couldn’t have it, and I won’t have it for a long time.

4) Other details – I feel as though I’m constantly leaking precum. Every night, after serving My Lady in some sexual way by either licking her pussy or sucking on her titties, I feel my cock gushing precum into my underwear as I drive to work. It makes me shudder and, of course, gets me even hornier as I remember exactly what caused it. ML has also begun to externally rub my prostate, which makes the pressure so much worse. My balls also feel extremely sensitive and swollen, the skin around them feeling as though it cannot get any tighter. I’m sure that’s not true, as there is plenty of time for ML to make them fuller and build up the cum that is trapped inside my body.

Every day from here on out (until ML unlocks me) is new territory to explore. I’m sure I’ll find more interesting tidbits to report on. Until then, this is your incredibly fucking needy and horny, desperate for just a hardon, dying for an orgasm correspondent cagedmonkey, saying “God I fucking need to cum.”   🙂

This morning, after sending the little ones off to camp once again, My Lady and I spent a few minutes in bed cuddling naked with each other. It’s such a nice thing to be able to do that during this week. After a few moments, I let my hands roam all over ML’s sexy body. I began kissing her shoulders and her back, and soon I was moving down between her legs, my tongue searching out her wet horny pussy.

I missed My Lady’s taste so much over the past couple of days. It seemed as though she missed the touch of my lips on her pussy, also, because she was moaning within seconds. She sounded so sexy, letting the noise out as loud as she wanted to. I rubbed my face all over her pussy lips, covering my face in her pussy juice. She always loves it when I do that. So do I.

After a quick cum, My Lady grabbed her wand and said she wanted to cum on a nice thick cock. I was happy to oblige, sliding myself into her tight wetness as she vibrated her clit. The wand did it’s magic rather quickly, as ML came pretty hard pretty fast. I felt her pussy grip and squeeze my cock as I struggled to control my soaring pleasure. After her orgasm, ML continued to play with the wand. I told her that I couldn’t hold off much longer. “Well, get Adam,” she instructed me, “I’m not finished cumming with a thick cock inside me yet.”

I did as I was told, easily sliding Adam’s thick shaft into her juicy pussy. She moaned louder as the fake cock stretched her pussy wide and the wand tickled her clit incessantly. Her moans turned to screams as I fucked her harder and deeper with the dildo. Her orgasm hit with incredible intensity; her entire body curled up and she screamed over and over as each wave of pleasure hit her. I could resistance from her spasming pussy as I pushed Adam inside her, her pussy eventually giving way to the hard fucking dildo. After ML (eventually) came down from her huge orgasm, it was time to head downstairs for breakfast… or so I thought. ML had other plans for me. It was finally her turn to torture her toy.

ML restrained me to the bed, cuffing my hands together behind my head and my feet together at the bottom of the bed. I couldn’t move at all, I couldn’t even spread my legs. ML then grabbed the “peppermint” lube from the nightstand and began to apply a generous amount to my cock. She began stroking me gently at first, allowing the tingly nature of the peppermint lube to settle in. Once she noticed me squirming from the sensation, she took the wand and pushed it between my legs and under my balls. A flick of the switch, and I was instantly moaning as my balls were powerfully vibrated.

My Lady stroked my cock, alternating between a fast and slow pace, sometimes switching to “up only” motions she has described before – keep that window open and handy, she uses more of those techinques later! Anyways… after a minute or so, she started quickly stroking me, pushing me towards the edge of orgasm very quickly. I moaned and whimpered, not only because I was fucking desperate for an orgasm but also because I knew what was going to happen next. At just the right moment, ML released my cock, letting it fall onto my stomach with a thump. My body tried it’s best to cum, but it was no use. She’s become an expert at edging me, and she can take me to the very tipping point basically at will now. She edges me a couple of more times, and brought me up one more time. This time, she pushed me just about as far as she possibly could without making me cum. I hung on the edge, my body NEEDING to cum so bad but unable to… then ML adjusted the wand underneath my balls. And oh God, I was going to cum! And with the wand vibrating it might actually feel good!

A millisecond before my cock began to spasm, My Lady switched the wand off. FUCK, NO!!!! I screamed in my head. Out loud, I only managed a desperate moan as my cock twitched in futility. I felt the cum creeping up the inside of my cock as my orgasm was slowly ruined. Her technique of ruining my orgasm was so damn effective, I didn’t even leak out any cum… at first. After my cock finished it’s failure at cumming, she grabbed my shaft and rubbed the palm of her hand on the sensitive head of my cock.

My body lurched off of the bed! OMG FUCK was it intense! She was giving me post orgasm torture, but without even the pleasure of giving me a true orgasm first – post ruined orgasm torture, or PROCT (apparently ML invented this, lol). My body rolled around as she continued her assault on my poor cock head. I was moaning and grunting, wishing she would stop but knowing she wouldn’t until she was finished with me. The cum from my ruined orgasm seeped out and only served to supply My Lady with more lube for her palm. When that dried, she used more peppermint lube, giving me even more terrible sensation to suffer through.

Honestly, it sucked. It was horrible – I couldn’t stay still. Every muscle in my body was firing, trying to fight off the sensory overload that my brain could only interpret as pain. I had to remind myself to breathe, but each time I did I let out a loud moan, straining my vocal cords. My neck arched back; by the time she was finished with me, my shoulder blades had lifted completely off the bed and top of my head was pressing into the mattress. At one point – I have no idea how long this went on, because I was being sexually tortured at the time – she began stroking my cock as if to make me cum. But even this was too much for me to handle, because to my dismay I couldn’t cum no matter how bad I tried. ML had overloaded my orgasm circuits, first with the ruined o and then with the post-o torture. She was telling me to cum, stroking me as if to make me, I was trying as hard as I could… and I could feel it, sooooooo close…. it was RIGHT FUCKING THERE….. but I couldn’t! FUUUUUUUCK!

My Lady finally had mercy on me, releasing her grip on my cock. But my break was short lived; ML was climbing up on top of me, straddling me facing the other way, preparing to ride me and put the cock that couldn’t cum to good use. She shoved it into her pussy and ground her hips down onto mine, taking me as deep as she could. Little did I know that she was only lubing my cock up, getting it ready for what she really craved. She pulled off me and slid the head of my cock back a little bit, lining me up with her tight asshole. She popped the head of my cock into her ass, and somehow she shoved her hips down once again, taking my cock deep and fast all the way in her ass! Her ass was pressing me into the mattress, desperate to take my entire length. It was then that I felt the vibrations again – My Lady was using the wand on her clit as she fucked her ass with my cock!

Her screams were of pure pleasure, loud and uninhibited. Her ass bounced up and down as I felt my cock being buried deep in her ass. She rode me hard and fast; the quick pace, her tight ass gripping my cock, and the vibrations of the wand through her body would have definitely brought me off had it not been for the shutdown of my ability to cum. Then her whole body began to tremble and I felt her ass spasming around my cock as her orgasm hit her. She screamed even louder, letting out all of the tension and excitement that had built up while watching me suffer at her hand. Her orgasm was massive, her body shaking and her legs flexing in and out, pushing my cock in and out of her just the littlest bit. When she had finished cumming, she was woozy as she stood up, nearly having to hold herself up against the wall just to stand up straight. That woman can cum hard!