If you followed any of my old accounts you may remember my edging/denial challenges. Well, I’ve already gone a week without getting off so time to kick one off again!!
The rules are simple, I must:
Post a picture every day
Answer all asks honestly
NOT cum until time runs out.
Time can be added to the clock, interact with the blog or posts tagged #denial challenge.
Asks, comments, likes, and lewds in the DMs add 1 Hour Each.
Reblogs, new followers, and nudes in the DMs add 2 Hours Each
You can start adding time to the clock now. The clock will start running at midnight EST on the 14th. There is no limit to how much time you can add so feel free to spam me as always
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(This was inspired by a post on Threads with this caption & image:
her lying on the bed still shaking
Her: “how did you learn how to do that?”
Me:)
"Honey, I'm home!" Avery called out, snickering softly to herself at the cheesy greeting. It had become their "thing" recently, the sing-songy declaration announcing their arrival.
"Benny?" She called out again, a little surprised not to see him waiting for her like he'd been doing since he started his month-long sabbatical from his grueling law firm schedule.
Thankful he'd won his big case, earning himself time away as one of the perks and they'd both been enjoying his domestic servitude over the past week.
She had to admit, she'd grown used to having him home when she arrived. It wasn't something either of them had discussed, Benny not working. He'd worked so hard to get through law school, graduating early, then landing a coveted position at the well known firm downtown. And he loved his job, even the late hours and the tough cases.
But there was one night, one in particular that had stuck out in her mind, when he admitted, in a vulnerable, blissed out state, that he wanted nothing more than to be her dedicated plaything.
Her owned slut.
Hers.
She'd bitten her tongue instead of trying to have a conversation about how serious he was, especially as he continued to babble on while she tended to him as he came down from an ecstatic high.
Instead, she decided to make small, micro-decisions that could possibly start to sway him to start thinking about making a shift in his life.
Someday.
She found him by hearing him humming and singing softly, his deep voice carrying from the kitchen tucked down the entryway. She stopped in the doorway, her mouth having gone dry at the sight of him.
No surprise he was nude, not at all. Based on a suggestion she made, a firm one that sounded more like a rule than she intended, a couple of days before his long break began that he remain nude the entire time he was home.
Maybe a pair of socks if it was chilly but not only nude.
Uncaged. Unlocked.
His cock free, no matter how long it had been since he'd had his last orgasm.
The sight of him swallowing slowly at the suggestion, the muscles in his throat working as he absorbed what she'd said had made her want to ravish him all over again.
And she did when he, surprisingly, agreed without even a discussion.
Later, she'd made him have one, knowing he had a slight worry about it.
"'It's not the nudity, Av,'" he'd reassured her, not having a sense of shame about it. "'It's…I'll be even fucking hornier.'"
That was the point.
And here he was, his body nude but wrapped up in an apron that barely reached the top of his thighs. Not only because he was tall but deliberately purchased, and worn, so that his cock would peak beneath it.
He stood in front of the sink, the side view of him allowing her to see what he was doing. He'd been baking, one of his newer interests. This time, a chocolate cake.
She assumed it was anyway, with the way the batter was smeared on his lips.
He was slowly, almost seductively, stroking his tongue over the length of a beater tine.
His eyes closed, buds in his ears, he was just barely swaying, humming while he lapped each one clean.
She had to swallow when he did, her hand pressing against her own throat, watching his wet, pink tongue swirl at the tip of it.
Fuck, was there anything this man of hers could do that wasn't sexy?
She almost came undone when he released a quiet groan, nodding his head along to the music.
And then she released a startled cry when he bellowed the next lyric.
"Oh god I wish you were here!"
Benny blinked his eyes open, whipping out one of his earbuds, his face morphing from his own startled reaction to one of glee upon seeing Avery.
Avery laughed at herself, shaking her head when he wandered over to her, entirely unhurried to help her recover from his declaration.
"I didn't realize the time, I was really getting into the song and, ah, cleaning up. Sorry, darling," Benny said before dropping his mouth down hers.
Avery skimmed her tongue along his lips before kissing him, moaning against his mouth both at the kiss and the taste of the batter smeared along his tongue. She grasped his wrist and brought the beater to her lips, licking up the last bit while gazing up at him.
"Yeah, Benny, I could see you were really getting into…everything," Avery acknowledged. "In fact, I realize now, either you've perfected cleaning beaters after spending so much time between my thighs, or I'm the very lucky recipient of your prior years of training."
Benny plucked the beater from Avery's hand and stepped closer to her, her back pressing against the counter when she took a step back.
"I've had a lot of training, Avery, you know that," he replied before curling his tongue around the metal tine again, right where Avery's had just been. "And yeah, maybe it started way back when I sat in the kitchen while mom baked all those cakes waiting for her to hand it to me, but I can definitely say that being with you really helped me solidify my technique."
Benny tossed the beater into the sink and slid his hands around her hips, grasping her bottom and squeezing.
"Oh?" Avery teased, tilting her hips forward to feel his cock stiffening beneath the apron.
Benny groaned and dropped his head, burying his face against her neck. She gave him the freedom to explore there, gripping his arms when his lips sealed to a sensitive spot and began to suck.
"Show me," she instructed, barely even getting the words out before Benny was lifting her up onto the counter.
She helped him push up the skirt of her dress, her hand pressing into his hair when his mouth connected with one of her thighs. She curled her fingers and tightened her hold, urging him deeper between them.
He obliged, obeying without hesitation. There was a time for the teasing she enjoyed and thankfully, he knew her well enough to know this wasn't one of them.
He sealed his mouth over the damp gusset of her underwear, the material becoming soaked within seconds from his flicking tongue.
"Off, take them off," she breathed out the words, even as he'd slid his hand to her hip to do just that.
They didn't even make them down to her knees before his mouth returned, his pink, wet tongue extending to swirl around her exposed clit. He pressed his thumbs to either side of it, holding her open for him and forcing the center of his attention on full display.
Avery pressed her free hand to the counter, holding herself up and steady so she could watch as he demonstrated exactly how much he'd learned.
He tilted his eyes up to meet hers when he briefly sucked her clit, forcing it to swell again. He didn't hesitate to flatten his tongue and lap the length of it, the direct contact making her pussy clench.
"Fuck!" she groaned when he began to feed his fingers into her, three of them easily slipping in from how wet she already was. They stretched her open quickly but he didn't relent, knowing exactly what Avery needed at that moment.
She watched, her vision starting to grow hazy, as Benny swirled, flicked, and lapped her clit, letting the tips of his teeth graze against it now and then. He moaned into her when she dug her nails into his scalp when he nipped at her clit, then sucked it hard into his lips.
She barely registered the sound of him tearing her panties away so he could urge her legs over his shoulders, only grateful to shift positions as he helped her to her back. He resumed fingering her, the tips of them working her spongy, swollen front wall of her pussy as he sealed his mouth around her clit.
His tongue seemed to go into overdrive and it wasn't long before her hips were lifting to his mouth so she could grind against it. He fucked her pussy almost maddeningly slow compared to the assault on her clit, and soon, she flew over the edge.
Benny didn't relent. She didn't want him to - it was just too good - so she gave herself over entirely to him. Avery dug her nails in, one set into his scalp, the other marking her thigh while she held herself open. The overstimulation sent her into another orgasm, then another, until she found herself screeching a plea for mercy.
He obeyed, as he always did, though left his fingers inside her while moving his mouth to the marks she'd made on her flesh. He feathered his tongue over the indentations and the tips of her fingers until both were soaked and Avery could catch her breath.
She released her grip on his hair and tapped his wrist, shivering when his fingers wiggled inside her until they reappeared, glistening.
They were in his mouth immediately and her pussy clenched watching his tongue extend to meet them, flicking over the tips then the length of each finger until they were clean.
"Show me," she breathed as she sat up, her voice hoarse from how he'd made her scream and the rush of lust that had barely been mitigated by his mouth.
Benny tugged the edge of the apron up over his cock, tucking it behind it so he was entirely on display. Breathing hard, he clenched his fists and held them to his sides, a position he held often to keep from touching himself.
"Wet, you're dripping wet, baby," she said, pleased. His balls were swollen, practically bulging as it had been after the past week of incessant edging.
"My turn," she said as she slid from the counter to settle on the nearby stool. "You're not the only one who grew up licking the beaters clean."
Avery flicked her tongue around and through his weeping slit, tenderly cupping his balls and squeezing while she demonstrated her abilities.
"But you will be the only one not orgasming today," she reminded him, humming in satisfaction as he trembled the moment her tongue began to swirl its way down the underside of his shaft.
There’s a lot of people out there now who are so focused on consent that they expand the definition to an absurd extent.
They hate the dyke March because “people didn’t consent to you wearing a collar in eyeshot”
They would hate the streak run at chapel hill. I accidentally was on a walk during that and completely forgot and saw my classmate’s full dicknballs at midnight. But hey! That was genuinely my fault for not paying attention.
I’m alllll for consent, way past a redundant degree, but people need to understand context. This person’s argument is the same as “oh you found porn on a porn website??? And it labeled them as “hot brunette” instead of their name??? Take it down” like dawg the person already got paid for their work. They are a professional porn star (I am intentionally saying porn star because they are specifically a porn star within sex work that fucking wokinator) they get paid upfront.
Sorry for the rant it’s just people like that that makes a joke out of people like me who are actually trying to make this space more safe. “What’s the name of the sex worker” your mom and your aunt for fucks sake
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If you followed any of my old accounts you may remember my edging/denial challenges. Well, I’ve already gone a week without getting off so time to kick one off again!!
The rules are simple, I must:
Post a picture every day
Answer all asks honestly
NOT cum until time runs out.
Time can be added to the clock, interact with the blog or posts tagged #denial challenge.
Asks, comments, likes, and lewds in the DMs add 1 Hour Each.
Reblogs, new followers, and nudes in the DMs add 2 Hours Each
You can start adding time to the clock now. The clock will start running at midnight EST on the 14th. There is no limit to how much time you can add so feel free to spam me as always
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Paige loved everything about the quiet, romantic, weekend getaways she and her boyfriend would sometimes make to the winery hotel…..
The setting was so peaceful and tranquil, a welcome escape from the city and her job… an opportunity where she could focus all of her attention on Jason.
The combination of the exquisite wines… the beautiful scenery… the ‘alone time’ with Jason… just the two of them… it all blended together to transport Paige to her ‘happy place’ so to speak.
Even now as she’d stepped outside their suite to take a little break and enjoy a glass of wine, she found herself doing an involuntary little ‘happy dance’ of delight. She smiled as the visual of how she’d left Jason moments ago weaved through her mind….
His body spread and bound to the four sturdy posts at the corners of the bed….
His engorged cock weeping helplessly, a thin leather noose tied snugly around the base of his shaft… another around his heavy balls.. ensuring the bubbling, churning cum remained trapped within….
A dildo gag protruding lewdly from his mouth, Paige’s sweet creamy nectar dripping down on to his face from the multiple orgasms she’d just enjoyed…..
And her favorite part of all?….
That was when after her shuddering orgasms finally subsided, she’d kissed his cheek softly and purred, “Aww, need a little break sweetie?…. poor thing…. you stay right here and rest Jason…. and I’m going to go enjoy a nice glass of wine, ok?”
Then, touching her lips softly to his ear she huskily whispered, “And when I come back… mmm, I have such plans for your cock baby. Do you think it’s possible that I might be able to empty those poor aching balls of yours…. one drop of pre-cum at a time? I think we should find out, don’t you?”
That was when the tears of frustration began to roll down Jason’s face……
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