After Cagedmonkey wrote his post the other day about Looking Ahead he asked me a question. He wrote “if we are going to try to do a year denial, what do you want from it? What would you like to see happen, what would you like to do/see/try?”
My answer isn’t so simple, it’s almost like there isn’t words to describe what I want. I did end up telling him, physically, I want to see him so horny he struggling against the bars of the cage, I want to see him aching and his cock leaking precum like it has during past denial periods. I understand there will need to be some amounts of trading line there was in the past but I do think the denial in general helps to move that along. I want to physically see him desperate and wanting. I want him so horny that he will find any way to turn me on, sexual and non-sexual. Not things that turn me on the way he wants me turned on but more thinking about my needs and desires and turning me on in ways that I want to be turned on.
When I started thinking about his question more, I realized it wasn’t so much about that stuff that I wanted. It wasn’t necessarily what I wanted to see or do and that it was more about what I wanted to feel during this denial. I want to feel irresistible and not just sexually. I want to feel his frustration. I want to feel loved and woed and made a fuss over. I want to feel thought of and made to feel important. I want to feel the gratitude of him being locked in a cage and denied and teased. I want to feel his need, his aches, his desires.
Don’t get me wrong, I want to tease him and drive him nuts and make him want things and flaunt in front of him what he is being denied. I want to make him do daily things as a reminder of who he belongs to and who he serves sexually. I want my mornings to begin with kisses to my pussy, so the very first thing he smells & tastes in the morning is me. He has much better days when they start off that way. I want to try to get in some impact play, I love the feel and sound of spanking him so even if it’s once in a month, I want it. I’d like to try to get in more bondage, more forced things… If he’s bound he can’t really not be used for my sexual pleasure.
Anyway… So there’s a lot that goes into the answer of what do I want from chastity and denial… And most of it is feelings.
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Yes, ladies and gentlemen – after over 6 months of waiting, I finally got my orgasm! We didn’t do any crazy kinky scene or anything, but it was very much enjoyable for both of us.
My Lady and I had actually spent almost an entire week away from each other due to a medical procedure for a family member – it wasn’t an emergency or anything, but it really sucked to be separated from each other for that long. We were a little preoccupied during the week (hence the low amount of posts/tweets recently), but we were still able to stay somewhat connected via phone and texts.
After the week, we were seriously craving some together time, so ML and I wasted no time in having some “reconnectey” sex. It was REALLY good, and so when I asked ML if I could keep going and cum, she said yes.
So I did. 🙂
Similar to as I’ve described before, my first orgasm in 6 months wasn’t mind blowing or totally awesome – usually the soul crushing amazing cums happen later – but it certainly was nice and felt really good. But the funny part was what happened after.
I could tell ML really enjoyed feeling me cum inside her, and her hands started rubbing all over my body. After a few moments, her fingers find my nipples and began tickling them. Maybe it was all of the good vibe hormones in my brain overflowing from my orgasm and the nipple stimulation combined, but I started giggling and could not stop.
ML wouldn’t stop messing with my nipples, either, so I just kept laughing until both of us were going crazy! So there we are: my cock still inside of ML, having just cum inside her, and we are both laughing hysterically.
(Which, by the way, makes her pussy squeeze on me pretty damn good!)
The funny thing is that the laughing fit afterwards felt better than the orgasm itself: cumming was a great physical treat, but the laughing was such a deep tension release on a sensual/emotional level. The fact that ML was laughing right along with me made it all the more better. THIS is the reason why I enjoy the teasing and orgasm denial so much: not the orgasm itself at the end of it specifically, but the entire experience itself from beginning to end and in between. It makes even the weirdest things an intensely pleasurable experience.
Happy Thanksgiving! Who among us doesn’t love dorky holiday-themed blog posts? 🙂 Today, we both want to talk about what we are thankful for in our lives sexually, since we can’t really talk about these things at the dinner table with family!
He Said:
The thing I’m most thankful for is that I somehow lucked into finding someone who enjoys the exact same kinks that I do. Female domination and orgasm denial were always things that excited me (chastity was a later development), and I’m extremely lucky to have married someone who shares those interests. I’ve seen so many people struggle to find a partner who shares their kinky desires, and I’m glad I never had to do that.
I’m also thankful that ML enjoys playing with, teasing, and using my cock. She could very easily lock my cock up and ignore it for however long she chooses, but that’s not her style. She enjoys edging me, making me crazy, instructing me to fuck her until she cums on my cock while denying me the whole time.
Lastly, I’m thankful that I married a wonderful woman who connects with me emotionally and sexually… and she has fucking incredible tits, too! Damn, they are awesome. 🙂
She Said:
I’m incredibly thankful to have a submissive husband. I’m completely and utterly a control freak. I need things to be in order and how I want them. I also need to know that I am wanted, desired and loved. Having a subby hubby, that I control and keep denied and achy and horny for me, is only natural. It fits who I am and what I need, exactly. It fills my love tank nice and full.
I will admit that I’m also very thankful for my hubby’s large cock. If his cock wasn’t so big, we could easily be in a cuckold situation where I’d need some big thick cock satisfaction. I don’t think I could actually do that so, I’m thankful that his cock is amazing and completely satisfying.
I’m so thankful to be married to a man that can handle the amount and level of teasing I give out. I am, by no means, easy when it comes to teasing and edging and denying him. He takes it all, anything I want to do to him or make him endure and I am incredibly thankful for his strength and resilience! 🙂
Today I had cagedmonkey wear the plug all day… Just to give him an all day reminder of what I control. While he was locked and plugged I decided to send him some pics too. I love how he reacts when I send him sexy pics and there is nothing he can do about it. I love hearing how horny he gets because of it and how he struggles in the cage.
A little cleavage fun 🙂
And then a little more than cleavage fun hehe I hope you all enjoy, just as much as hubby did!
It’s getting close to 3 months since my last orgasm, and usually around this time I start to feel the beginnings of a growing obsession. The obsession centers around the basic premise that you always want what you can’t have. I miss my orgasm so much that it begins to become a focal point of my desires. When my obsession gets this strong, it can really hurt when I’m reminded about what I’m missing.
When I was scrolling through Twitter the other day, I came across a short video clip that punched me right in the gut: it was a woman sucking on a cock, she pulled it out of her mouth and began stroking it and aiming it at her tits. A second later, the cock was spurting cum all over her chest.
God, how I miss doing that.
I was stuck for a moment, watching the clip over and over as her tits were just absolutely covered in cum. And of course it got me horny, but I also got a little sad while watching it – I realized that it’s going to be a long time before I get to actually do that again. In fact, it might be a VERY long time, if ML is thinking the way I suspect she is (more on that in another post). I started thinking back to the times where ML gave me a reprieve of sorts from denial and let me cum as much as I wanted, and I started to feel desperate for another one of those times.
I’m definitely not wanting out of our orgasm denial fun, that would be absolutely silly. After all, this is why we do what we do: so I can experience these intense feelings and emotions just from seeing cum on a pair of boobs. I can’t help but think that I’m missing out on so much pleasure by not cumming for months on end. I know it ends up worth it once I’m finally allowed to… it’s just hard to be THAT patient.
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My Lady can be so evil…
After reading the draft of this post, she decided to assign me a couple more clips to watch, and describe my feelings here. I’ll be seeing them for the first time, click the links to follow along.
Ok, that was hot. There’s just so much cum, it soaks her shirt and just keeps on going. It’s a huge mess, but such a great one. ML’s tits are so nice, I would love to see them with my cum dripping off them. No tease or dragging it out in the clip, his cum just spills out so easily… makes me highly jealous.
This one hurt. Again, so much cum, it just doesn’t seem to end. I don’t get to masturbate very much anymore, and the last time I made myself cum was who knows when, so this is doubly frustrating. Add to all this the fact that the cock is somewhat similar to mine, and it’s just one big visual “what it would look like to cum” being shoved in my face.
Well… those clips definitely made things worse, which was most likely EXACTLY why ML had me watch them…
It’s been about two weeks since I got my nipples pierced, and lots of people have been asking the usual questions that come along with poking a hole in your body and putting a metal bar through it. I thought it would help for those who were curious (as well as those who may be thinking about doing it themselves) to answer some of them here.
Here we go!
Did it hurt?
Uhhh…… yeah! Some dude shoved a needle through my nips, of course it hurt! I actually have a pretty high pain tolerance, so it wasn’t horrible, but other people might find it overwhelming. It’s MUCH more painful than a tattoo, but only for a quick few seconds.
The other part of this question is if they still hurt – at this point, they don’t hurt much anymore. It feels like they’ve healed up pretty well by now; except for some itching her and there, they feel completely normal. Every once in a while I’ll forget and catch one on my seat belt, but it’s like “mini toe stub” type of pain: hurts for a moment because it’s so unexpected, then goes away quick. They only really hurt when they are supposed to…
Like this.
Do your nipples stay hard now?
Yeah, they do! Before the piercings, my nipples would get pretty hard and pokey… but they wouldn’t stay that way. Now they are pretty much always some level of hard. It’s kinda like having a constant semi-hard erection – they aren’t always perky, but they aren’t as soft as they used to be either.
In response to this, I’ve started wearing some looser fitting shirts to work. I’m not embarrassed about my nipples, per se, but I’d rather avoid questions about my nips at work while I can.
Are they more sensitive now?
Holy fuck, YES!
I had sensitive nipples to start with, but now it’s just absolutely ridiculous. When ML plays with my nipples, it drives me absolutely insane now – my toes curl, I lose my balance, and I can’t stop my body from squirming. They are like buttons that when touched get my cock hard instantly, and the tingly sensation I feel when they are lightly teased hangs around for endless minutes afterwards. During sex, when ML rubs and squeezes them, I can’t help but moan loudly and I have to stop to avoid cumming inside her.
This may have been a big mistake.
ML has been saying that she’s excited to get me tied up nice and good so she can spend some time playing with her “new toys.” Today, Grandma has taken the kids overnight until Sunday afternoon. She might just get her wish…
My Lady really does love to tease me. And she knows exactly what works to get me all worked up.
The other day, I had off from work and was home alone. ML decided to spend her down time at work teasing the fuck out of me with pictures of her tits. Her gigantic, beautiful tits.
It’s things like this that make it clear that we are perfect for each other. She loves being a cocktease, and I love it when she teases me. Also, her boobs are what I consider the absolute perfect pair of tits: huge, soft, big thick nipples… and mine to play with!
Well… I do share them with ML. )~
Today marks 242 years since the adoption of the Declaration of Independence. Coincidentally, today is also one month since the start of my latest (and what will be longest?) bout of orgasm denial. There’s really no connection there, other than the fact that I seem to be obsessed with all things sexual lately due to being so horny.
ML has yet to re-attempt a long lockup time, but I have a feeling it’s coming soon. The question is whether or not I am looking forward to it, also. With the caveat of saying that I love absolutely everything we do, I’m not sure if I’d rather have my dick out or locked away at certain times.
Sometimes it feels like I’m just torturing myself by hoping for time out of the cage. After all, I know I’m not going to get an orgasm no matter what attention my cock gets, so it’s just going to end up as one big frustrating tease. Sometimes I wonder if I’m better off staying in the cage until My Lady wants to use me.
But then I remember how damn good My Lady’s pussy feels on my cock.
It really is amazing, and totally worth the frustration of being repeatedly denied. I am very lucky that ML feels the same way about me, instead of only wanting me out of the cage to torment me… although, sometimes, that is her goal for releasing me.
This weekend is Cagedmonkey’s birthday weekend. His actual birthday is on Monday, so I decided the weekend before I would spend overloading him on orgasms. My plan is to try to make him cum so much he’s actually asking me to STOP making him orgasm. Once he’s to the point that he can’t physically orgasm anymore, I plan to use the vibrator to overstimulate him as much as possible.
You may be wondering why I plan to do this and the simple answer is that, starting on his birthday, he’s going to be locked and denied for an indefinite amount of time. I’m thinking a good 6 months of denial sounds good to start. Once we get there I may, or may not, make him go another 6. 🙂 The actual lock up won’t be that long but I am planning on having him go 24/7 for a good chunk of time. I want him aching in the pit of his stomach, desperately needing to get hard and even wanting to orgasm.
I can’t wait to flaunt the fact that I get to have as many orgasms as I was, as much as I want, and even get to make him provide me the pleasure of those orgasms. I very much love to see and feel how frustrated he is when he’s aching for sexual attention and so jealous of my orgasms and the orgasms of others! It’s fun when friends brag to him about the orgasms they get to have when he’s locked and denied and wanting one so bad.
It should be a fun year 🙂
At first, Tom couldn’t believe it; he must have misheard. But when he asked them to repeat it, both Melissa and Bethany were in agreement.
His reward would be to get to see what it would be like for his cock to fuck Bethany’s pussy.
Tom was beyond surprised – Melissa had never shown any interest in “sharing” him with others; quite the opposite, in fact. She wouldn’t be okay with him having sex with another woman, whether she was present or not. There had to be some catch.
Of course there was.
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Tom was restrained tightly to the bed, spread eagle with his head almost to the edge of the foot of the bed. His arms and legs were pulled out wide and tight enough so that he had very little ability to move himself at all. Above him was Bethany, on all fours and facing the opposite direction. Her pussy was only a few inches above his face. Melissa had covered Tom’s mouth with a cloth gag – “to make sure you don’t lick anything you shouldn’t,” Melissa said with a wink.
And, true to their word, Tom was watching his cock thrust in and out of Bethany’s pussy.
To be fully accurate it wasn’t “his cock” inside Bethany’s pussy – it was a replica that Melissa and Tom had made about a year ago, during one of their longer chastity stints. Tom had wanted Melissa to be able to enjoy his cock whenever she wanted without having to worry about unlocking Tom unless she wanted to. They had a mold of Tom’s cock made, which they were able to make a sex toy out of that Melissa was able to use to fuck herself with. They hadn’t used it in quite some time, which is why it didn’t come to mind as a possible twist when his reward was described to him.
Not only was Tom subjected to the mind-warping view of his cock-clone fucking Bethany’s pussy, he was watching as Melissa fucked Bethany with his cock attached to her strap-on harness! Melissa was taking it nice and slow, allowing Tom to see every detail of the view in front of him. He watched as the head of his cock opened up Bethany’s pussy lips, how her tight pussy squeezed around his shaft as it pushed deeper inside her, and he saw her pussy pulse as it completely filled her up.
Bethany was also driving Tom insane because she was talking dirty as if Tom himself were the one fucking her. “Oh God yes,” Bethany was moaning, “your cock feels so fucking good, filling me up like this. Oh… fuck! Your cock is so fat and thick… Jesus fucking Christ!”
“You sound like me when he fucks me,” Melissa said, still thrusting slowly into Bethany. “You’re lucky, though… as badly teased and denied as he is, I doubt he would have lasted this long inside that tight horny pussy of yours…”
Melissa thrusted deliberately, hitting those sensitive spots deep inside Bethany’s pussy that made her quiver at the end of each stroke. Tom’s cock throbbed in his cage each time he saw Bethany’s body shake in uncontrollable pleasure.
“Damn, you’re fucking good at this!” Bethany said to Melissa. “When do I get to try it out?”
“I was going to ask you about that,” Melissa answered. “I prefer his real cock to the fake one, but I don’t want to deprive you of your fun…. how would you feel about fucking Tom?”
Tom suddenly snapped out of his dazed state. “Hmmph?”
“He likes it when I peg him,” Melissa explained, “so I don’t think he’d mind…”
“Oh my God, that would be so hot!” Bethany agreed. “Tom, getting fucked by his own cock… and using another woman’s pussy juice as lube! FUCK!!!”
Tom tried to protest through the gag – he was well aware of how big his cock was, how was he going to take it up his ass?
“You better hope she gets this cock all nice and slippery for when she fucks you with it,” Melissa taunted Tom. He watched as Melissa fucked Bethany slowly, the shaft of his cock-clone getting slick and shiny with Bethany’s natural lube with each thrust. Could they possibly be serious that he was going to be fucked with it next?
“Oh God… FUCK! You need to fuck me hard and me cum,” Bethany said. Melissa responded by grabbing Bethany’s hips and pounding the strap-on into her pussy. Bethany’s ass slapped against Melissa’s hips as she fucked her faster and faster.
“Oh my God, FUCK YES!!” Bethany screamed, thrusting herself back against Melissa. She moaned louder and louder until her whole body shook from a massive orgasm. Melissa continued to fuck Bethany as she came with deep hard thrusts, pushing her orgasm higher and farther. Bethany’s legs were trembling as her orgasm went on and on…
Finally, Bethany began to come down from her huge cum. “Damn, that was fucking amazing,” she said, panting heavily. “You’re lucky, that cock feels so fucking good!”
“I know, doesn’t it?” Melissa replied. “How does that make you feel, honey, that Bethany likes being fucked by your cock?”
Tom only groaned in frustration.
Bethany wiggled her hips ad Melissa pulled the strap-on out of her. Bethany teased Tom by wiggling her hips just a little bit, and lowering her pussy down onto his face as she pulled forward. He got a direct view of the fake cock pulling out of her pussy… thankfully, it looked pretty well lubed after Bethany’s orgasm.
“Ok, my turn!” Bethany laughed. She looked at Tom as Melissa handed her the strap-on harness. “Are you ready?”
Tom wondered if he even had a choice.