Sensation Play

I had a ridiculous week in school and have been avoiding writing because I didn’t want to procrastinate, but now all my exams are done, and my essays are handed in. I had a very fun Sunday that I wanted to share though, and I am just writing it up now as I am on vacation all week.  

I saw my female friend again last Sunday, I hadn’t seen her since last time and I was very excited. When I headed out the weather was bad and I ended up being a few minutes late, I knew when I arrived and the front door was open I was in trouble, Miss was sitting on the couch waiting for me with a displeased look. As soon as I got my coat off she was behind me, leading me up the stairs she gave my ass a smack as I got to the top. We entered the bedroom and I put my bag down as she turned the lock, trapping me in with her, butterflies filled my stomach and spread to my pussy as the lock snapped. Miss gave me the honour of undressing her, I started on the bottoms, pulling her jeans off then her socks. I stopped to kiss her hip as I worked my way back up lifting her shirt over her head then kissing down her chest as I unhooked her bra and removed it. Reaching up to touch her erect nipples, pulling them between my fingers, feeling the pucker, then Miss told me to stop, undress and to go kneel in the corner. As I sat there hands on my knees Miss came up behind me, wrapping a scarf around my head to take my vision, “I have a surprise for you today, are you excited?”. I nodded my head, biting my lip and enjoying the darkness and the suspense as she stood me up and leaned me over the bed. I heard her moving around, but I couldn’t see her, I heard clinking and then I jumped as she trailed an ice cube down my spin. She drew circles with it on each of my ass cheeks until water was running down the backs of my legs, and that is when the first slap came, I cried out and wiggled as she continued to slap each cheek, I could feel the heat spreading from her hand through my ass. Miss told me to hold still and I did my best but the water made each slap sting and burn with a greater intensity, but I held still the best I could. As my ass grew sore and red she grabbed another ice cube to rub it down, cooling the heat before she continued her bare hand slapping. Just when I felt my ass couldn’t take it anymore she eased up, walking away for a moment before returning and running something else cold down my back, it was my glass butt plug, the largest one. I squirmed I wasn’t sure I was ready for the big one but Miss though I was good and ready to take it. I was nervous, and I was missing my eyes so all my other senses were in overdrive, my ass was burning through so I was distracted. Miss was nice and she pushed it in very slowly, I felt my ass expanding to take the plug and I felt her pause at the largest point before allowing it to slide into me. I gasped and wiggled, adjusting to the weight and the feeling of fullness. She flipped my other then so I was on my back and she pulled out her wand, giving my ass a break. But before she gave me the vibrations I was craving, I was wet and I wanted her touch, I wanted stimulation; she grabbed a handful of clothespins. She was nice this time, no testing the limits, she gave me just four and then came up to play with my nipples. Then she made her way up to my breasts, her hands sliding up my sides, sending goose bumps over my skin. When her warm mouth found my nipples I couldn’t hold still I arched and brought my hands to her shoulders, running up and down her arms. I love giving up my control, I love the release I get when I give someone else the control and after the week that I had I really needed that release. After she was finished teasing me she started with the wand, I had been to busy to play much all week so I was so ready to cum, and I had reached my goal of 40 days. I told her before that I would like an orgasm but she didn’t say she would give me one, I would have to earn it. The wand was doing its job and I was at my edge quickly, I started to cry and my hips wiggled down into her, “Don’t you dare cum without permission”, her hand came down sharply across my thigh. I cried out and then cried again as she slapped my thigh once more the sound ringing out. The heat was radiating around my leg and it increased my edge, I was whining, I wanted to cum but Miss instructed me again not to. As a third slap came down across my thigh and I cried out, begging to cum, but Miss told me I couldn’t her hand rubbing the sore spot on my leg, the wand still at my clit. I told her then that I couldn’t hold the edge, I was going to orgasm if she didn’t stop. And she gave me permission, she said I could cum but I came, I came hard. My whole body started to convulse and shake, everything was pulsing, I had that release that I had been craving for over a month. The orgasm raged through me, filling all my desires, overflowing, all my nerves were on fire, but as I came to the end of my orgasm she didn’t stop. She held the wand to my throbbing pulsing pussy and I just kept spasming, the orgasm never leaving, never easing up, it just continued to role over me, pound through me. I probably had three orgasms in rapid succession but I honestly lost count, I couldn’t think I couldn’t breath, I still couldn’t see, and I just kept going. It felt like hours when it was probably a few minutes and when Miss finally turned the wand off my body didn’t stop or quiet down, I slipped into a high state, everything shaking and quivering. She trailed her hands up and down my legs and I shook at each touch, my body was on fire, and the orgasms were alive in my blood, the pleasure coursing through me with each breath I took. I felt her get off the bed and then I felt her take the blindfold off, but I kept my eyes shut, drifting in a cloud.

Miss came and joined me on the bed, touching me as she pleased, my body reacting, and then she started to trace lines on my hot thigh. I opened my eyes to look at her and saw the bruises already forming, there was a line for each of her fingers. I chuckled rolling my head back, that was going to be an interesting bruise, Miss told me that it would help me remember not to be late again.

I have had such a crazy week, I have been seeing this new guy, and I want to talk about facial hair. He has this lovely little beard going and I am enjoying it, I have never experienced a beard before and I am enjoying it. He knows about my denial and is really enjoying monopolizing on it which I am really enjoying. I know facial hair gets a bad reputation sometimes, but I have really enjoyed this, it is amazing with teasing.

I am sorry for my absence school has been crazy these past few days and will be for the next two weeks so my posts will be less frequent. I have had a fun three days though, lots to write about.

First, let’s discuss the game, the Eagles won, 41 to 33, which means I got to ruin on Monday and I had the tall tall task of trying to get 41 edges in two days. Suffice to say I have extended that to four days, giving ten per day. Monday morning was amazing, I have missed edging so much over this no-touch period, all my want to orgasm is gone I am happy just to edge. I did my standard morning edge for the first time in almost two weeks, I had planned to save my ruin until later in the day when I could really take my time and enjoy but I just got carried away, my touch felt so good, it didn’t even take anything to get to my edge, I was there almost immediately. I was dripping when I woke up my anticipation coursing through me. I ruined first thing in the morning and it was so nice, I didn’t even want to orgasm, I reveled in the denial and the need, that fire that builds in your belly and spreads when you are so close but lose the gratification. The pulsing and contracting of my pussy felt so good after so long without it, I am really going to enjoy edging again.

Ten edges a day was the other ambitious goal I had to conquer, I continued to edge after I had my ruin, I was coming out of my drought and I was thirsty, I wanted more, I did six edges before I got up on Monday morning, which lightened the load on my evening, I only had to do four more to reach my goal for the day but I was greedy and excited by the time night rolled around. I decided I deserved another ruin, so I had one. But only after I edged my remaining four times. I fell asleep with my need burning through me and I slept very well.

So today was my last day of anal only as well as my last day of no touch, I didn’t do anything special, I just want to touch again, I am bored of no touch at this point. I have enjoyed it but I want to start edging again, I want to feel myself again.

Last night I decided to have a little fun with my anal only days, I have three glass plugs, I have talked about them before, and I like the small one best. It feels good inside me, I am aroused when I wear it and I can wear it for hours, I can even sleep with it inside me. But I have been wearing the little one a lot these past few days, simply because I like it and find it easiest to handle for long periods. Then when I was heading to bed last night I got inspired to sleep plugged, it is so arousing, but I wanted to challenge myself, so I moved up to the medium plug. I have never worn that for more than a few hours but I figured I would be able to, and I was.

School has been getting crazy recently, I have has so many things due in the last few days writing has been hard to get to but I need to get back into it.

I had a crazy long day yesterday and was unavailable to comment on how my day went, though there was not much to report. I had way too many things to do and no time in which to do them, so it was just a regular no touch day.

Then today I had some spare time and I decided to have a bit of fun, so I threw all my plans out the window and decided to enjoy myself. Now I didn’t touch but I switched up what I was doing. When I came home from school I dropped my bag and I bent over my bed to stretch, this is something I do quite often, however, today when I bent over my bed it just felt really good, and I got rather aroused. Instead of trying to suppress it I embraced it, I gave my hips a little wiggle, arched my back and felt my nerves starting to fire up. I squeezed my pussy, contracting and pulling the muscles, the burn growing stronger and stronger. I started to dance pushing deeper into the bed, wiggling my hips and contracting my abs to stimulate my need. I stood up on my toes humping the air, feeling the tight grip of my jeans, then I realized I was very effectively edging without touching myself. I kept it up each arch down lessening my arousal each arch up pulling my muscles in sending me to my edge. I don’t know if I could have orgasmed, maybe but it would have taken a while and I was so impressed at how close to my edge I was getting by just moving my hips that I wanted to enjoy it. I didn’t want put the pressure on myself or ruin my edge, so I just kept moving my hips. I also had a reasonably full bladder which added to this whole experience, the extra pressure the extra need.

Last night was quite fun, I did a lot better than I thought I would, I normally get very horny when I drink and last night was no difference, however, I controlled myself very well. I did run into a guy I have a bit of a thing for, I don’t know how he feels but I wouldn’t mind starting something up with him and that got me going. I just started thinking about what fun we could have and it really got me going. Nothing happened with him, I just had a great night dancing, however, I failed to keep my arousal in check. I also was a little naughty when I got home and rinsed off from the night out, I didn’t touch but I did let the water run between my legs, and I enjoyed the stimulation it gave my denied clit. This in my opinion is just a small failure, no punishment needed as I was successful in my no touch. I think what I will do is start my no arousal three days again then finish off with those three days of anal only. That will put me at Saturday so I can start to edge again on Sunday, I am really missing edging, I am not even missing the orgasm just the stimulation. I may have plans this weekend so that will disrupt these plans, but I think I have done well on no-touch regardless of how I finish.

Hello all, sorry for my absence, I have been busy with life and school, but I have been enjoying no touch. At this point, three days in if I focus on my clit, thinking about it, this burning need develops. I feel my clit engorging and swelling, filling with a need to be touched. Even as I write this it is calling out for attention and I am thinking of how satisfying it would be to touch and enjoy my pleasure. But I am going to hold back, I am enjoying the more relaxed no touch denial, it is a little easier and simpler but it still poses its problems. I have ended each day over the past three days with messy panties which has been very pleasurable.

I am going to switch to try the other style of no touch for the next three days, where if I feel any touch of arousal I will try my hardest to suppress it, dampen down my arousal. Allow no reprieve from my denial, not even an escape into a delicious fantasy, I imagine this constant denial will only increase my arousal. I will end up spending a lot of time cooling my clit as the days progress the denial will turn me on and it will be a vicious cycle.

So while I was working away at no touch I had a few interesting conversations with followers. I want to start by clarifying what makes a good no touch, in my opinion, no touch means that you physically can not stimulate, with hands, fingers, toys, folded legs, nothing, you want to have that feeling of want. However, it is easy to just slip into an easy state of no masturbation, which is different from no touch. Life is busy people get busy and active denial can feel like a chore you don’t have time for, so no touch is an easy way out. Lots of people can avoid masturbating, if you are home with the parents, staying in a group setting, if you are just lazy, that is not denial and that is not no touch. For no touch to be active denial you need to have some sort of active interplay in arousal. I normally play with fantasies, or reading erotica or even watching porn while I am on no touch, it heightens my need to touch and enforces my denial.  I was thinking today if you don’t have wet panties after a day of no touch you did something wrong, you didn’t have that need and experience that denial of touch.

I was talking with @Varyvaried and he suggested a very different style of no touch, almost exactly the opposite of what I think it should be. He suggested a more controlled no touch but still complex and still denial. On no touch, if I notice I am getting aroused or wet I have to immediately shut it down, kill the arousal. A punishment for the arousal, and a quieting of that want with no satisfaction. If I were in a position to do so I could even ice my clit to cool down, I thought the numbing cream could be used her if it was applied carefully, maybe on the ice. The end result of this would be a more frustrated denial, my arousal creeping up no me the harder I try to fight it, a losing battle.  

So, I was talking with Miss today about my recent arousal of a want to orgasm and she suggested that I try to go no touch for three days, see if it clears up my want to orgasm. The longest I have gone on no touch is two days, so she suggested I try three days, so I am going to try. I also decided I know what I am doing here so I am going to try to go very serious no touch, I am going to avoid water running between my legs, I am not going to put my hand between my legs and I am going to uncross my legs if I find them crossed. I am excited about this challenge and also concerned, I live a busy life so it is easy to allow my self to ignore my need, so I want to work on remembering that I can not touch. I want to enjoy this no touch so I will spend time thinking about ways that I would like to touch and maybe writing them up here over the next two days. If there is anything you think I messed in my strict list let me know.

So, last night. I got all dressed up, shaved everything, did my hair, applied a nice red lip, put on heels, grabbed my little bag of toys and headed out to meet my friends at 8. I was meeting the women who dominated me last weekend but this time I was meeting her and her Dom for a session. We were having a little wine before to loosen everyone up and clear off some nerves. We drank in their kitchen, laughing and enjoying the wine, I was getting that lovely warm feeling of alcohol that pools in your sex when Miss suggested we go upstairs to the bedroom. The idea we had worked out before was me as the bottom Miss as the middle and Sir as the top.

The room was illuminated with candles and soft lights, I stood in my bare feet, butterflies in my stomach, my clit already calling out for attention and my panties growing wet. Miss closed the door and sir grabbed me leading me to her, “you will undress her, fully.” I looped my fingers under the edge of her shirt my fingers just skimming her soft skin as I lifted it over her head. I dropped into the ground, wrapping my arms around her to unhook her bra, kissing the nook in her neck as I pulled the straps over her shoulders. I pulled her pants down making my way to my knees, slipping them off and moving her foot up to my leg so I could slip the stocking off, kissing down her calf as I went. I came back up my face at her waist kissing the notch of her hip bone as I slipped my thumbs into her waistband, running them back and forth before I pulled them down laying another kiss on her naked mound.

“Alright now stand up so Miss can undress you,” Sir commanded. I rocked back on my toes coming to standing, Miss pulls my shirt off overhead then undoes my pants letting them fall to the floor where I kick them off. She spins me then to face Sir who’s been sitting on the bed pulling my panties down as she does, then she unhooks my bra cupping my breasts as my bra falls to the ground. I turn thinking for a moment this is the first time I have ever been naked in front of two people, I smile and look down slightly tempted to cover myself but resist. Sir stands up before me, lifting his shirt to expose his belt, “Now me” he commands.

Miss gives me a quick slap on the butt before leaving to grab my toys. I start to work on the buckle, pulling it off in one go, “Fold it nicely and place it on the bed please.” I do as I am told then undo his pants and pull them off, his erection spinning free, and stand to lift his shirt over his head. His hands come down on my body then, running up and down my sides, running over my ass, between my cheeks, down my front and between my lips. He smiles at the wetness there already. His touch as Miss watches excites, his hot breath on my neck, “Is this alright” he breaths, I nod pushing back to meet him. Miss lays out two butt plugs, one for her and one for me as Sir makes his way behind me pinning my arms to my back and forcing my chest out. Miss came over to us, and started to play with my breasts again, pinching, pulling and twisting my nipples. I felt Sirs erecting pressing up against my back and moved my hands down to rub it while pushing my butt into him. Then Miss released my nipples giving each breast a slap before motioning to Sir who shoved me onto the bed Miss laying down beside me. I spread my legs slightly more as Sir started to explore, drawing his fingers down into my wetness and back up. I heard the lube open and felt his finger slip into my ass, he moved in and out then I felt the plug replacing his finger, he drew it up and down my length before pushing it into me I savored the expansion and the plug sinking into me. Sir slapped each of my cheeks then and told me to wait. He moved over to play with Miss then, she is newer to anal plugs and she squirmed and moaned as it went in. I stayed still as Sir came back over to me sticking two fingers into me curing them around, coating them in my juices then he grabbed my hair turning me to look at Miss as he slipped his fingers into her mouth. I inhale sharply biting my lip at the fire that stirs in me. They both stood up then Sir sitting down on the bed beside me sliding his knee under my hip, so my ass rose up higher into the air, the anticipation of a spanking washed over me, mixed with the pleasure. I couldn’t see behind me as Sir's hand tangled into my hair and forced my face into the bed, but I knew Miss was there waiting and then the first hit came, loud and hard across my ass. As miss worked away sir moved his attention to my neck, his large hand encircling to restrict my breathing. I love breath play because it heightens the experience, the restricted blood and air pull all my focus to what’s happening to me there is no room for distraction. Miss pauses, and I feel the belt come down hard across my ass giving a little just and a cry, inhaling as the sting from that one sets in, and I hear water running in the bathroom. Then Sir moves the belt to my throat, encircling it and pulling it tight, as I feel Miss’s hand come down across my ass, wet, it’s loud and it hurts, I can feel the welt form and the heat spread out. The other hand comes down quickly afterward, I cry out and wiggle unable to hold still as the heat from this one spreads across my cheeks and the belt tightens. I thank Miss and ask for another as she rubs my cheeks commenting on how hot they were, I wiggle as he touch sends fire up me, Sir pushes a hand into my back telling me to stay still and I try to oblige. Miss has the belt then and starts to work on the back of my legs, quick sharp hits up and down, each one sending a little jolt up me, but I hold still, thanking Miss after each hit and requesting another. She stops the running her fingers over my hot ass.

“Its very hot and red isn’t it Sir?”

“Mmm, yes, it is, does it hurt?” his hand joined hers squeezing.

“Yes, it does Sir.”

“It is going to be sore tomorrow when you sit, and you are going to think of us and you are going to want to touch yourself, but you’re not going to are you?”

“No, I am not Sir.”

“Now, I have been told you have some skill at tying breasts and I would like you to demon straight those for me on Miss and then on yourself.”

I stand meeting miss at the foot of the bed grabbing my rope from the floor, I decided to tie her breasts so they are pulled apart with four neat rows of rope to point each breast out. I take my time biting each nipple then I pull back and ask permission to apply clothespins to each nipple, which she gives. I pull them off with my mouth then watch as Sir plays with her, my eyes roving hungrily as I tie my own breasts tightly together. Miss takes the pins then applying two to each breast, and giving them a tug, Sir giving them a squeeze sending tingles through me to my pussy. I inhale sharply as she pulls them off. Sir comes to my front, pinching my tender nipple hard and lifting up, I rose on my toes to met him giving a small cry of ‘ow’. He stops then grabbing my hair, pulling my head back so I looked at him.

“I don’t want to hear you say that word again, is that understood?” his eyes bore into me as he raised a hand and slapped my face.

“Yes, I am sorry sir,” I met his eyes as he gives my tender nipple one final savage pinch.

“Good, now why don’t you help me thank Miss properly for the punishment she gave you.”

Miss got onto the bed spreading her legs wide and I got up in between them, excited to taste her again and excited for a chance to please her. I knelt between her my lips meeting hers, I started to move my tongue up and down pushing it into her wetness, tasting her wetness spill into my mouth. She was sweet and tangy and very wet, I focused on her engorged clit starting to pull moans from her lips and send quivers through her. Sir was behind us watching and I felt him move between my legs he started to move the butt plug pushing it in little circles inside me. I cried out into Miss’s pussy trusting my tongue deep as pleasure shot up me I moved back craving more from him, the little circles giving me to little my ass craved more, and he gave more. As I sucked on Miss’s clit pushing and pulling with my tongue, Sir started to pull the plug out and push it back in, I was moaning and gasping into her pussy trying to focus on her pleasure as he started to push a finger into me, telling me to relax as he pushed a second finger in. Then he was gone, and my ass was left empty and craving, I wanted more but I could focus on Miss now. Sir came around to sit on Miss’s face, so she could struggle to breathe while I pleasured her, I saw Sir’s cock hard and wanton resting on her chest, so I slipped a finger then two into her pussy running them across her G-spot her body bucking under my touch and I moved up to take him in my mouth. We stay like this a triangle of pleasure Sir bouncing up and down on Miss’s face while I work his tip and her clit, or I take him deep and work my fingers deep into her wetness, my fingers slick with it. I have never pleased a man and a woman at the same time, it is like patting my head and rubbing my tummy at the same time, but my wetness is dripping down my legs as I work to please them both.

We flip after a while, so I am laying on my back, I lick my fingers clean enjoying one last taste of Miss. I spread my legs wide as Sir comes between my legs, I am so needy now, I crave touch and I want penetration. He pushes two fingers into me and it is my turn to buck and writhe. Miss joins us on the bed pins in hand, she clamps them in a circle around my nipple, the rope is gone but the skin is still tender. However, the pleasure from Sir’s fingers coursing through me dulls the pain, even as she pulls them off and presses the flesh down pain flooding out from her touch. Sir is driving me with his finger, they curl and are relentless in the pleasure they are giving me, he pulls my legs up exposing me further. My breath is coming hard and fast and my head starting to spin with the pleasure, then his hand clamps down over my mouth and nose, restricting all breath. I arch and fight to get air that he is not giving as he continues to move his fingers, my whole body is building when he pulls his hand away an I take a deep inhale. “I suggest you take your breaths when I offer them to you” he commands in a dark voice again his hand on my neck forcing me to meet his eyes. I inhale again taking his advice.

Miss wants an orgasm then, so sir and I flip to please her again, him on her face and me at her pussy. I grabbed the wand knowing she needed the vibrations to get there. I lick up and down her lips before turning the vibrator on. She was at the edge, bucking and she wanted to touch but Sir grabbed her hands telling her not to touch, holding her down, pinning her in her writhing pleasure. Miss likes to orgasm, but it is particular for her as it is for many women, you need specific stimulation and what I was giving her kept getting her to the edge but not pushing her over when she couldn’t take it anymore she cried out for a reprieve and with a devilish grin on my face I asked her if she wanted to be denied, something she is not a fan of and she said yes, so I pulled the vibrator away feeling her denial and need in my body.  Sir looked up at me, “your turn”, I smiled nervously as we moved so I could lay down again.

Miss grabbed the pins and wand while sir got on my chest his erection resting under my chin. I felt Miss start to clip my lips, it was just a dull pinch at this point I was riding a pleasure high, she pushed them to the side to sit the wand on my clit and pushed a finger into me then starts the vibrator. As she works away at me Sir offers his cock for me to take again in my mouth which I do happily. He places my hands behind my head as I start to move pleasure vibrating through me, he tells me not to move so I don’t. He alternates between his hand on my face, restricting my breathing and allowing me to take him in my mouth. When I am close I call out, asking permission and am denied, the vibrations stop and Sir slaps his hand back over my mouth causing me to buck and writhe under him with need and want. Then Miss starts to pull off the clips and rub my sore lips I cry out silently into his hand my need for breath building with my need for release. When Sir removes his hand, I suck air into my lungs satisfying one need.

We flip again then Miss on the bottom, me on top of her, and Sir behind me. I pay attention to Miss’s breast bitting and nipping, drawing her nipples to hard points. Sir is behind me drawing his cock up and down my sex, in between my cheeks, I want him in me, I want him in my ass, I push back to meet him, and slowly he enters me. I embrace the full feeling the stretching the deepness Sir is giving me, my sharp breaths are pooling down Miss’s neck until Sir reaches around to cover my mouth and nose. Then he starts to move faster in and out of me my body cries out for breath and I open my mouth, but he just pulls harder forcing me back to him when he releases, and I gasp, moaning from the pleasure. He continues, pulling out of me fully then driving back in each thrust sending shivers down my spine as I moan in Miss’s ear. He pulls out then stepping back, he switches condoms quickly then mounts us again this time pushing deep into Miss, filling her pussy with his erection. He fucks her then me in the middle denied as they both enjoy each other, the weight of both of us on Miss. There is something divine about being fucked on another person and having another person fucked under you, I felt the intimacy of touch, but I had none, it was a stolen experience of another’s pleasure.  

It was time to bring Miss to orgasm then, she had waited long enough, and she hates denial. I sat on her face this time feeling her hot breath on my pussy and she got to hold the wand, bringer herself the touch she needed. Sir started inside her, but didn’t stay for long, she wanted me to pleasure him while she came to orgasm, so he stood up his needy cock at my mouth and I took him. I alternated between working up and down the shaft, and the tip, he quaked when I bounced my lips over the edge of his tip. When I took him deep into my throat he brought his hands to my head holding himself deep within me, I struggled once and he told me not to push away. I squeezed my lips as I moved up and down him, he held my nose tight at one point, but I didn’t stop. Then something amazing happened, Miss cried out from below me. “I am cumming,” her voice muffled by my ass, then Sir cried out “Me too.” I took him deep tasting his explosion of pleasure in my mouth, as Miss writhed and bucked under me her whole body shaking in a body-wrecking orgasm. Sir stepped away from me then and I folded over to lick up Miss’s orgasm before getting off her.

I want to talk about fantasies today, whenever I am on a denial trip I find my mind wandering all the time to sex. I am doing very limited denial until Saturday because I have plans again, and she has requested that I avoid orgasming (I wasn’t going to anyway) as well as touching until we meet. However, we have been talking and planning and it has been putting me in the mood for an orgasm, but I have been denying myself. Which means I have been spending a lot of time fantasizing about what is to come.

When I am in class or when I am walking I always have this knowledge of my need in the back of my mind. I was talking to a male follower today who asked if a woman edging built up in need like a male did. I am not a man so I can not truly compare but I don’t think women do. My need does build but I do not feel an accumulation of cum, as I imagine a man would. It is easier for a woman to become distracted from the need, I can have a busy day and my clit will stay mostly silent. Except when I get deep into denial, which I count as now because I have noticed it again. I start to fantasize way more, which I guess could be counted as my need building up. I just start to have sex on the brain, my jokes become dirtier, my conversations lead to naughtier places. It is hard to describe denial, but I love it, I love feeling the need and I love my dirty mind. I replay experiences I have had before or ones I am hoping to have, and within my denial, I can get myself to a high level of arousal just by thinking about it.

I find myself biting my lip in the library to keep quiet while grind my hips into a chair, and it happens without me thinking about it. Sex just becomes a more present need. I don’t always have a build, it ebbs and flows, some days I don’t even want to cum others I am ‘overcum’ with the need. However my brain builds at a constant rate, it knows I am denying and does its best to trick me into scratching that itch.