I was having sex with my husband last weekend. We’ve kind of changed the way we do orgasm denial. I don’t know how long he will let me go. He doesn’t tell me. There is no preset amount of time.
When we have sex and I’m going to cum, I have to say, “please don’t let me cum.” Talk about a mind fuck! I have to beg him to not allow me to have the one thing I want most. Then he will tell me how good my pussy feels wrapped around his cock. He gets me to the edge over and over.
The best part, and what really helps me be ok with not cumming, is when I know he’s getting close, I start saying, “you like it when I don’t cum, right? It feels better for you if I give you my orgasm… you like it when I don’t cum.” Saying these things makes my pussy so wet and I get extremely turned on, but it also makes me not want to cum because our sex is about his pleasure. That’s what matters.
Your husband tells you he’s in the mood for sex. You get excited because since he’s started fucking younger women, he has kept you in denial. He hasn’t penetrated your pussy for almost 6 months. You put on your sexiest lingerie and lie on the bed. He walks in, completely naked, the body of a god, and tells you to spread your legs so he can see how wet you are. “Very nice, honey. You’re so wet. This pleases me very much. Keeping you denied keeps you dripping wet. This pleases me very much.” Herubs his cock all around your slit, covering it in your juices and then slides his cock into his fleshlight. “Oh, poor girl, don’t be sad! Your primary focus is the pleasure of your husband, right? Well nothing pleases me more than you no longer having orgasms. That’s my good girl.”
Don’t You Dare Cum
We were in the groove, you know, when you’re both moving in perfect rhythm and it’s feeling so good that you don’t want it to end but you really crave the orgasm because you know it’s going to feel amazing. Yeah, that’s how it was for us last night. My husband had been sending me provocative messages the entire day and I had been extremely horny the whole week. He was going to be out of town camping with friends for the next 2 days so I knew tonight’s sex was going to be incredible. He knows how to bring me to the edge very quickly, and keeps me there forever, without letting me go over until I feel completely insane and lose all rational thought.
He’s whispering filthy words in my ear as he thrusts deeply into my drenched hole. He quickly pulls out and I squirt all over him and then he rams himself back into me and fucks me like a Savage Beast.
He does this repeatedly until the bed is completely soaked from me squirting. I can’t take it anymore and in my most lust filled voice, I asked him if I could please cum.
I thought for sure he was going to let me, but he said no, and then thrust deep and hard.
His Pace quickened as he told me that he was going to be fucking one of our friends in his tent over the weekend and he wanted my pussy aching and desperate as I thought about his cock inside another woman while I’m home alone. Hearing these words filled my body with ecstacy. I wanted to cum so badly but he said, “don’t you even think about cumming. No orgasms for you until Sunday when I get home!” Somehow I was able to hold off my orgasm as I felt his cock swell. He pulled out of my pussy and stuck the head of his cock into my asshole and jerked off until he shot his hot load inside my ass,
and then returned his dick to my pussy and slowly pumped in and out until he started going soft.
Even without the orgasm, this is one of the best nights of sex I have ever had. I’ve never been that close to having an orgasm without actually having an orgasm. A man that sexually talented deserves to be shared with as many women as possible. I wish I was going to be there tonight to watch him satisfy another woman the way he has satisfied me so many times over the years!
“And then I spread her legs apart slowly just in time to see her juices dripping from her pussy down to her ass. Her pussy was so pink, so young, so juicy, so much better than yours, honey.”
“Mmmmmm…..tell me more…did you taste her?”
“I kneeled down between her legs and so lightly licked from her ass to her beautiful young pussy. It was the sweetest juice I’ve ever tasted, baby. I made her cum all over my face. Her swollen little clit was pulsing. She begged me to never stop licking her. My cock was so hard. She was arching her back desperate to have my fat cock in her tight wet hole. She moaned uncontrollably as I thrust into her over and over.”
“Oh God, babe, did you make her cum?”
“She had orgasm after orgasm. I’ve never seen a woman cum as much as she did. Then she asked me if I could feed her my cum. She begged me for it. I wanted to shoot my load deep in her pussy, but I didn’t want to disappoint her so she swallowed my cock down her throat and took every drop. It is the best sex I’ve ever had. She’s coming over tonight. She said she wants to fuck me in the bed I share with my wife. You don’t mind, do you, honey?”
“Oh my God, I’m going to cum, can I please cum, baby?”
“No, not today, honey. In fact, as long as I’m seeing her, your orgasms will go to her. Now be a good girl and go make some dinner. I’ll think about letting you touch your pussy while I’m fucking her tonight.”
I’m feeling extremely subby today, like I just need a man to strip me down, put a collar on me, and control the fuck right out of me. Bring me to the edge of orgasm over and over, for hours. Make me beg him to allow me to cum, and then smack my face for asking. Then making me tell him that I don’t want to cum every time I feel like I’m going to. Saying the words, “I don’t want to have an orgasm, Sir, please don’t let me cum.” I want him to use my mouth for his pleasure and then leave me tied to the bed as he leaves the wand bound to my pussy, forcing me to have orgasm after orgasm until they are no longer enjoyable, and then leaving me there for 2 more hours. When the torture stops, he tells me I will never be allowed to have another orgasm. Now where can I find this man?
Dark Desires
Foreword: This is a true story and is one of my longest and darkest fantasies. I had an extremely difficult time finding gifs to go with my story, I guess because of the subject matter. I must be even more dark and twisted than even I realized.
I’ve been on orgasm denial for the past 2 weeks, by order of my husband. We were getting ready to have sex the other night. He decided to put Om on YouTube. I don’t know if you’ve ever listened to their music, but I find it dark and erotic. It brought to mind one of my darkest fantasies, so as I was getting ready to suck on my husband’s cock, I decided to seductively talk about my fantasy.
I slowly licked from the base to the tip then told him how the music made me wish I was laying on a table, dressed only in a robe, in the center of a huge room, light only with candles, as men wearing black robes and strange masks slowly entered the room and surrounded the table.
Then I licked his cock several more times, taking it deep in my throat until I gag to myself creating a lot of slimy spit so that I could continue to stroke his dick as I talked to him.
There are no voices in the room, only the sound of the music. The men start to move in closer to me. I feel their hands starting to touch me. there are many hands all over my body, slowly opening my robe, exposing my naked body. My nipples are being lightly tugged and pulled on as I feel my legs being spread apart. there is a masked man on either side of me holding my legs apart as more and more hands touch my body. I let out a whimper as I feel a set of fingers now circling my clit and another set of hands entering my pussy.
My husband’s cock is growing harder the more I describe my fantasy. Once again I take his cock into my mouth and slowly swallow it down my throat. he moans loudly and starts fucking my mouth.
My pussy is so wet at this point. Talking about my fantasy, having my mouth filled with his cock, and having been denied an orgasm for the past 2 weeks has me on the edge of exploding. He pulls his dick from my mouth so I can continue telling him my fantasy.
As I lay on the table, I look around the room and I see you on a balcony that goes all the way around the room. You are just watching everything, watching my body being fondled by these faceless and nameless men, as though you are in some sort of trance. I see a woman, also wearing a mask, walk up to you. she lowers herself to her knees right in front of you, unzip your pants, and takes you into her mouth. you start thrusting your hips forcing yourself into her but never taking your eyes off of me the entire time.
Suddenly, in a ritualistic movement, the men back away from me, making way for one man, maybe the leader, to come forward. He’s wearing a hooded animal mask. He spreads my legs and runs his fingers along my pussy, almost as if he is just making sure I am sufficiently prepared for him. Still, no words are spoken as he pushes himself into me, making me gasp loudly.
He fucks me slowly and methodically and with great strength. His cock is thick and long and I feel as though I’m being torn apart. I can’t stop it from happening, and I don’t want to. I am moaning uncontrollably. I am lost in ecstacy, unable to think of anything except being claimed by this mighty beast. He is fucking me forcably, faster and faster until he starts growling. I feel his cock expanding inside my pussy as he sprays ribbon after ribbon of hot cum deep inside me, causing me to explode with my own orgasm. My husband had to pull my hand away from his dick because he was getting too excited from listening to my story. He told me that he was going to fuck me now, but that I was, under no circumstances, allowed to have an orgasm tonight. He said that he liked this dark side of me and felt like continued denial would help that part of me grow. as he thrust his cock into my pussy, I continued with my story.
The man wearing the hooded mask, finished with me, back away, and other men step forward. One by one, they all use my body for their pleasure. I look up to the balcony just in time to see you spray your cum all over the woman who had been sucking your cock. You still do not look at her. You stay focused on what is happening to me.
I lost count of how many men fucked me, each one as powerful as the one before, depositing load after load of seed into my body. I am helpless to stop them. As I look around the room, I see that there is a crowd of people, all just watching, like I am on exhibition. I am moved to my knees now and forced to suck cock after cock. Each one just as big as the one before. Each man would push his dick down my throat until my lips were touching his balls. I felt used, filthy, violated, and could only hope that it would happen again.
My husband was fucking my ass at this point. He put a pillow over my head, muffling my moans and reminding me not to cum. He fucked my ass hard and without remorse until he erupted inside me. I don’t know when he will let me cum again. I really need an orgasm, but at the same time, I don’t want one. I want him to tell me no, to keep me always wanting more.
I’m A Dirty Whore Who Likes To Cum All The Time
July 2018
John has been a bit more assertive lately about my denial. I’ve really been on my own the past several months because of his work and classes. I’ve been able to edge when I want, for as long as I want, and I’ve also allowed myself orgasms…when I want.
Imagine my surprise when, while on vacation this past week, my husband said to me as we were having sex, “you know you’re not allowed to cum, right?” Seeing the baffled look on my face he said, “you think I don’t know what a greedy whore you’ve been the past couple of months, allowing yourself all those orgasms?” There’s something about being called a greedy whore that makes my pussy throb. He started thrusting hard into me saying, “do you like that? Dirty whore.” I begged him to allow me to cum. He stopped and pulled out. He told me to get on my knees and bend over. He then spanked my ass until it was good and red and I was yelling out in pain.
When he stopped, he asked me if I still wanted to cum. Of course I said no. He told me to tell him I didn’t want to cum and every time I got close I had to tell him that I didn’t want to cum. Then he spread my legs and started licking my pussy. “I love licking this dirty whore pussy. Do you like when I lick that pussy, whore?”“Mmmmmmm…fuck yes…oh God…mmmmmm….pleeaasseee” “Please what, whore?” Whimpering I said, “please, I don’t want to cum.” He was relentless and licked right around my clit as he slid a finger into my dripping pussy. “Please, please, please, please, I don’t want to cummmmmmm.” He slowed down and started licking so lightly that I could barely feel it. John looked at me and said, “I was going to let you cum, but since you keep telling me you don’t want to, I’ll just use you until I’m ready to cum.” “Nooooo, but I do want to cum.” As he continued barely licking all around my clit, but not directly on my clit, he said, “Ok, you can cum.”
“But….I …. I can’t feel it…please…” “I don’t understand, you said you wanted to cum, I told you to cum. I guess you must not be horny enough.” “But I am, I swear I am.” “I’ll tell ya what, if you can suck my cock like a good girl, and swallow every drop, I’ll let you cum.” So of course, being the good girl I am, I sucked his cock for all it was worth and he shot his load down my throat.
I was so horny. I love sucking the cum from my husband’s cock and hearing him moan. He told me to get up on my knees and use the vibrator to masturbate myself while he watched. I eagerly grabbed the vibrator and as I was putting it on my clit he said, “when you’re getting ready to cum, I want you to say, I’m a dirty whore who likes to cum all the time, John.” I felt humiliated but I was more aroused than ever. He got his phone and started recording me as I moaned over and over how I was a dirty whore. My body convulsed with a powerful orgasm.
When it was over, I collapsed on to the bed, still out of breath. John stopped recording and said he hoped I enjoyed it because it would be awhile before my next orgasm.
They made sure you had a perfect view of her dripping pussy. Your husband wanted you to watch as he lavished her with orgasm after orgasm. He wanted you to see her perfect pussy. Knowing that you were seething with jealousy, knowing that you no longer get to have orgasms, knowing how badly you want what you will never have again, and knowing you are doing all of it for his pleasure, makes his cock harder than it’s ever been. Soon he will thrust his hard cock in her perfect pussy and he will fuck her until she is moaning uncontrollably with desire as he fills her with his seed, something you haven’t had in over a year now. You will sit there and watch as her pussy leaks his cum. You will desperately want to lick it out of her, but you will be denied even that pleasure. Soon, you won’t even be allowed in the room when they fuck.
Earliest Fantasies
As a child, when I would masturbate, I remember fantasizing as I rubbed my clit, that I was tied to a bed, in a cabin, in the woods. Isolated. Alone. Men would come and go and use me as they wanted for their pleasure. Sometimes there would be more than one man at a time. One would have his cock in my mouth while the other would fuck my ass. If I screamed too loudly, I would get beat, slapped, spanked, and spit on. These thoughts would bring me to an orgasm very quickly…but even then, at that young age, I would stay on that edge for hours before allowing myself to climax.
In this cabin was one man who stayed at all times. He was, for lack of a better word, my caretaker. He would run my bath water, wash my body and my hair, tend to my bruises, feed me, and show me how to be pleasing to men. He would use his cock to show me what men liked. He used force as he abused my holes because this is what the other men expected from me. But every once in a while, he would be gentle and allow me to experience pleasure. He said it was good for me to see what I was missing so that I would crave it. He said that men preferred their objects to be desperate and needy. Sometimes during a lesson, I would accidentally have an orgasm. These are the times I would be severely punished. He said he did not enjoy hurting me but stern discipline is the only way I would learn the skills necessary to keep me protected. Essentially, it was his job to keep me safe. As long as I did exactly what he said, I would be ok.
During my fantasies, I imagined being harshly punished in order to mold me into the perfect object to be used by men. I believed then, as I do now, that being pleasing for men is something a woman should strive for. If it pleases a man to inflict pain, the woman should gratefully endure the pain, and thank him afterwards for caring enough about her to take the time to teach her.
Sometimes he would use rope, other times he would use handcuffs to restrict me. My legs were always spread for easy access. Sometimes I would be blindfolded and he would use various objects to play with my clit and shove in my pussy. He would instruct me to lay motionless and in complete silence as he brought me to the edge of a forbidden orgasm. My time alone with my imaginary man was special. He taught me the true pleasure of submission. Using only his hands, he would fondle my breasts while teasing my pussy. That alone would bring me to an orgasm. He would tell me to beg him to allow me to cum, only to be told no. He would edge my pussy until my wetness dripped from his hand.
I became his obedient slave. My focus was his pleasure and what seemed to bring him the most pleasure was watching me be used by multiple men at the same time.
My pussy would throb knowing how turned on he got watching other men use me. I would rub my clit so fast thinking about being used. The men in my fantasies did not care if I had an orgasm. They didn’t come to that cabin to treat me like a lady. They came there to live out their deepest, darkest desires, to be able to act like real men and take their pleasure from this object.
As a young girl, masturbating to these thoughts would eventually lead me to orgasm because I didn’t have the discipline then that I do now. My question is, why on Earth, as a child just discovering masturbation, would my fantasies be so dark? And believe me, they have only increased over time.
Making Her Feel Special
If you are fortunate enough to find a woman who will not only fuck your husband, but will also remind you of your place, do everything you can to keep her.
Pamper her. Treat her special. Tell her you are grateful that someone as young and beautiful as her is there to satisfy the needs of your husband. Needs that you can’t fulfill.
As you massage her firm young breasts, whisper how happy you are that she even allows you to touch her.
Take her breast into your mouth. Gently pull on her nipple. Tell her how much she means to you. Touch her body the way your husband touches her body.
Hold her from behind close to you. rub between her legs, feel her wetness as you tell her how much you love watching her fuck your husband. How he tells you how tight her pussy is on his cock.
Allow her to smother your face with her pussy. Taste her juices flowing into your mouth as you tell her about how your husband can’t even feel his cock in your used up hole.
You need her to make your husband feel like a man. Thank her for denying your pussy of orgasms. Beg her to never allow you to have another orgasm as you grind your pussy to hers.
But most importantly, move out of the way when it is time for your husband to make love to this beautiful woman who has taken your place.
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