That was the worst nights sleep I have ever had. Sex was consuming my mind, even in my dreams. My balls felt full and they ached all night, and I felt I had a permanent nocturnal erection. I was awake comfortably before my alarm went off, and I felt exhausted. Though I do not regret the day Emma and I had, and my decision to not cum last night. While I am suffering now through broken sleep, I kinda feel proud of myself that I made it though the night without masturbating.
I lay there on my back, erection tenting the sheets waiting for my alarm. I consider ‘assaulting’ Emma, though after the dozens of orgasms she had yesterday, I honestly feel she would prefer to sleep. So I leave her be. Well, not entirely as my left had was lightly brushing her bare ass which was facing me. And seriously, what an ass.
I decide to get up though. I switch off my incoming alarm and head to the shower. My erection didn’t let up which again probably got a bit more cleaning attention than was really needed. I decide to focus on my work ahead though as I am trying to snag a new client and eventually my erection calms down and I am able to dress and leave for work.
My day was going well, especially after completing the contract for our new client. Though something a little weird happened just before lunch. There are a couple of attractive girls in our small office, with a few plain Janes. One such plain girl is a young brunette called Libby. A 19 year old skinny girl with no chest, and someone I haven’t really given any particular thought to, especially the sexual kind. Well this day I happen to catch sight of her bending over at the printer, trying to load in more paper. My gaze was transfixed on her trouser clad ass, and I couldn’t get the thought of ploughing into her from behind out of my mind. And here I was in my office with yet another erection.
I needed a distraction, to perhaps focus on work when I got a message through on my phone. It was from Emma. It was a picture, and she is in a changing room somewhere in a matching dark purple bra and panties set. She is slightly bent at her knees and is blowing the camera a kiss. A line of text accompanied it which read “I hope your day isn’t going to HARD xxx.”
I remember Emma telling me she was having a girly day with Claire, and no doubt Emma and Claire are out shopping somewhere spending Emma’s birthday money her dad gave her.
I stare at Emma’s cleavage in the photo, wishing my hands were those bra cups. I realise I am all consumed. I cannot believe how much going a few days without release can mess your head up. As I am lost in my thoughts, another message comes through, again from Emma and it’s another pic. This time though, it is not Emma in the pic. In fact it’s Claire! She is in the same changing room, facing the camera. She looks like she is in mid-sentence with one leg stretched out as it looks like she is putting her black jeans back on. The only other clothes Claire is wearing is a black bra and black panties. There was a line of text that accompanied this pic which read “If you weren’t already hard, I know you will be now xxx.”
I should say, Claire is a stunner. A slim brunette with huge tits. Like double D’s easily. Emma’s are a nice handful, a large C-cup, Claire though, wow. Emma has always understood the effect Claire has on men, and has never shown any jealousy of her. Though Emma is attractive enough and she must know that. I enjoy how secure Emma is to send me a raunchy pic of her stunning best friend.
My boner is not letting up under this barrage of visual stimuli and just as I try and shake it off, Steph knocks on my office door and walks in. Steph is a red-head firecracker. Slim waist, nice ass and great tits. Not Claire’s size, but still a nice juicy size. Steph has some invoices for me to sign off on, and she is at the side of my desk bending over showing me each invoice with her generous cleavage spilling out of her blouse. I have to shuffle the chair further under my desk to hide my Iron bar of an erection.
Eventually I get Steph out of my office and I reply to Emma on my phone “What are you doing to me baby? I was hard all night in bed, and now I am spending half my work day hard as well. I want you to have a nice night tonight I really do, but I cannot wait until we are at home and I have my head between your legs. I am desperate to hear you scream in orgasm! I love you very much my sexy baby xxx.”
I get a fairly quick reply “I am just having a coffee with Claire, but reading your message has gotten me wet. When I get home I am going to have a nice long bath, and in that bath I am going to use my fingers to bring me to several orgasms while I think about the desperate need you must be in. And what I love about your message is that you can’t wait to orally pleasure me. Nothing about your own release. Perhaps you really don’t need to cum at all 😉 ha ha. I love you very much too my loving and attentive man xxx.”
I do eventually manage to focus on work and my erection siirt escort finally subsides. That is until around 5pm. My mobile rings and I see Emma is calling. I accept the call, but before I can say a word I hear the unmistakable sounds of Emma in sexual ecstasy. As I hear her moaning in pleasure my mind quickly places Emma in the bath pleasuring herself as she said she would. Emma starts to get loud, her moans are turning in to cries of pleasure and I have to turn my phone down, just in case. Eventually I hear that well known scream of pleasure she makes when she cums and she ends the call as her scream subsides.
I hadn’t said a word to her, all I heard was Emma having an orgasm. And yes, I am again nursing a hard as steel erection.
I get through the next 3 hours without incident, though work did get quite towards the end of the day and my mind was fixated on, well truthfully fixated on Emma’s pussy. The state I was in, her pussy was all consuming for my mind. Though I was comforted in the fact that after some birthday drinks in the pub, I’ll get to blow my load and clear my head. I am determined that my full stored load will be blown in Emma’s pussy this night.
I get to our local pub where Emma is having her birthday celebration, and I have to decide to walk in the bar or lounge side of the pub. I have always been someone that starts in the lounge and finishes bar side. So I walk in the lounge hoping that Emma is that side. And as I walk in I find the place is packed. I spot Emma at the back of the room with Claire beside her and they appear to be in conversation with Rob and Theresa, a couple of friends of ours. Emma does spot me walk in though, and she smiles at me with a sparkle in her eye. I smile back and take step to make my way towards her when I am stopped by Trevor. He wants to discuss our local sports teams fortunes. I try to make an excuse about not having a drink, when George who was sat at the bar passes me a pint with a “here you go Scott.” With my excuse gone, and not being a rude guy I discuss sports with Trevor for about ten minutes.
I eventually explain I haven’t wished Emma a happy birthday yet and he lets me go for me to be stopped by George who wants to discuss a latest development in politics. And as I am politically engaged, and also as he bought me a pint I felt obliged to talk to him. As we chat I finish my pint and I buy George and myself another beer. I also get Emma a drink and explain to George I need to go see her.
I make it about half-way across the room to be stopped by Kev and Grace. A couple I have known for years. As conversation strikes up with them I look over at Emma who is chuckling at my predicament. After another ten minutes of speaking with Kev and Grace I make a bee line for Emma. And John steps in my path. John is the darts captain and wants to discuss the upcoming season and friendlies he has lined up. I am polite and chat to him. I finish my second pint and order another, still holding Emma’s full G&T.
I eventually make to Emma and walk through the little crowd she is in and place our drinks on the table and take her in my arms. I say “Happy birthday baby” and deeply kiss her. I want her body, I need her body. Those lushes breasts I desperately want to grope, but I refrain. I say hello to Rob and Theresa, and give Claire a hug hello. Then I take Emma by the hand and say “Guys, I need five minutes of Emma to myself.” And I lead her in to the beer garden.
As we walk outside, in the enclosed smoking area are Pam and Steve. Pam waves at me and beckons me over “Hi Scott, come over and take a seat.”
I wave back and shout “Maybe in a bit, I need five minutes to say happy birthday to my fiancee first.” And I lead Emma towards the darkened back wall for a little privacy.
Steve is the one who replies and says “Oh yeah, well I hope you take longer than five minutes!”
Emma shouts back “Steve! We will not be doing any of that in public!”
“yeah yeah” laughingly Steve replies.
I finally get Emma to myself and I push her against the wall. I press in to her and hold her face in my hands as I deeply and passionately kiss her. She kisses back, and after a few minutes my hands roam down to her silky top covered breasts. She breaks the kiss as I grope her and she smiles at me. Then she says “you really want me don’t you?”
I whisper “yes I do. Very badly.” And with that I start to kiss her neck as my hands continue their assault on her clothed breasts.
Emma sighs in response and says “I love how much you desire me” as she runs her fingers through my hair.
Eventually I decide that I had better get her back to her party and I break off my assault on her body and smile at her. She smiles back and then I laugh as I say “it was a real mission getting to you.”
She laughs back and replies “I know it was. And it made it all the better knowing you are horny as hell.” Then she gets a little serious, looking me dead in the eye and says “I love silifke escort how desperate you are. Do you love being desperate for me?”
I croak back a “yes baby.”
She then reaches down and finds my semi hard cock through my trousers and gives it a squeeze. Then she says “I would love it if you were desperate and horny for me all the time.” She smiles a big smile at me, and I wonder how serious she was. Then she takes me by the hand and we walk back in to the pub hand in hand.
Now, I remember next drinking with her dad. I vaguely remember Claire being picked up at midnight, and myself suggesting to Emma we should leave soon as I have work the next day. Though the rest of the night is hazy. I believe we ended up drinking a lot.
I awoke the next day a bit hungover and extremely horny. It was gone 3am by the time we made it home to bed. My cock is of course hard as a rock as we didn’t do anything in bed last night due to the time we got in and the amount of alcohol we consumed.
I check my phone, it is 8:40am. My alarm is due to go off at 9am, as I have a half day in work. Sunday is double time, so I work a lot of them. They are only half days too, with a late start and early finish. Plus it is never busy, so it seems easy money to me.
I have twenty minutes, and I look over at Emma, still fast asleep. I am owed my orgasm, and I am beyond desperate. Lasts nights alcohol adding to my desperation, I decide I am going for it as Emma can always go back to sleep after sex, but I really need some release.
She is facing away from me and I nudge over to her and wrap my arm around her. My hand finds her bare breast and I lightly grope. Her nipple, with light grazing of my thumb nail and then I hear a little purr. She rolls on to her back and she looks at me with sleep filled eyes. Then she smiles, and I move in to kiss her. Both hands now exploring her breasts. Oh how I love her breasts, I could spend all morning playing with them but I only have around 18 minutes now.
My right hand slides down her belly and my fingers intertwine with her trimmed patch of pubic hair. Then my fingers find her folds. Upon contact with her glorious folds my erection is as hard as it can be. I spend some time just enjoying her. Kissing her, left hand playing with her breasts, right hand exploring her kitty.
Soon she is lightly moaning in pleasure. My thumb circles her clit as I let my thumb nail graze the nub, and she starts jolting. I slide two fingers in to her and hold them there, my thumb still teasing her nub. Soon I start to finger fuck her as my thumb maintains clitoral contact. She starts panting in excitement, and when my fingers hit her g-spot she screams in pleasure. I continue my fingered assault on her sensitive areas and she is crying out over and over and then bang…she tenses up and screams out an orgasm. Her legs slam shut but I keep my hand firmly placed on and in her kitty. My mouth on her nipples as her orgasm rips through her.
Eventually her legs loosen and I restart exactly how I was. Finger fucking her, thumbing her nub and nibbling her nipples with my mouth. She screams out another orgasm.
At this point I withdraw my hand and I slide under the bed sheets. Her smell is intoxicating as I meet her kitty. I dive right in, this time thumb on nub as my tongue darts in and out of her. I adjust slightly which allows my tongue to go in as far as possible. Emma is wriggling above me, still panting out moans of delight. Soon another orgasm engulfs her and I swap over. Fingers inside her now as I tongue her little nub.
I am in absolute heaven as I devour her pussy. I am a man transfixed as I push another two orgasms out of her. At this stage my cock is at bursting point and I decide it’s time. I climb up her body and my hands find her breasts. Emma’s face is one of pure bliss. Soon my mouth is back over her breasts and I slide my knees up some more. I then lower my waist down as my mouth is busy on her breasts and my rock hard erection starts to toy with her labia and I am back to thumbing her clit.
As she rips out yet another orgasm I decide now is the time. I line up my cock head at her entrance, slowly teasing as she comes down a little from her orgasm only to feel resistance. Emma has raised her hands and is pushing up against my chest.
I look down at her beneath me in confusion and Emma looks back up at me and says “save it baby.”
I laugh in response and say “no way!” And I attempt to lower back down, but she keeps pushing up against me.
Then she says “no seriously baby, save it. Save it for me.”
I roll off of her and collapse at her side. All sweaty, covered in her juices and obviously hard as iron. I reply with “what the fuck babes?”
Emma responds “save it for me baby. That was so great I want it again tonight.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. I had gone all this time without release, with an agreement to release last night and she was actually silivre escort denying me after continually pleasuring her. I am actually getting angry and I say “no Emma, this is fucked. I am a mess and I need to release. Like you have no idea how badly.”
All she said in reply is “Please just save it.”
I stare at her and her eyes are downcast. She is feeling guilty, and rightly fucking so as far as I was concerned. I sternly say to her “Emma, please take care of me. I have taken care of you over and over and you owe me at least one orgasm. If you don’t do it here and now, I’ll take care of myself in the shower and we’ll never play this stupid game ever again.”
She didn’t reply. She didn’t actually do anything. She just laid there and wouldn’t even raise her eyes to meet mine. I got out of bed and shouted “fine” and I stomped to the shower. I had full intent on giving myself a well overdue release. But I didn’t. In the shower I actually felt a wank was unfair. I was owed more than that, I was owed pleasure from my fiancee, and I decided I would take it when I got home. I was so angry I had already decided that I would make that night all about me, and force Emma to serve me the way I had served her.
After my shower I stormed back in the bedroom and ignored Emma. She tried talking to me while she was still in bed by saying “I’m sorry baby, but I promise we will have some great sex when you get back from work.”
I ignored her.
Then she said “I get you are angry with me, but thank you for not masturbating.”
It puzzled me that she knew. Well, it did for a second but then I realised I was still hard. My erection hadn’t subsided. Though that seem to piss me off even more so I grabbed my clothes and left to get changed in my home office.
I was in a fog of anger during my commute to work. Fortunately I don’t drive to work considering the amount of alcohol I consumed last night. I just could not believe the absolute selfishness of the woman I love.
I opened up the office still consumed with resentment, but there was also something else. It turned me on she was so selfish. Though my resentment was that high I pushed that feeling out of my thoughts.
The office was set, and as usual on a Sunday I was working alone. I am only really there to manage the phones. Usually I would get some of my management work done while waiting for any potential calls, but I couldn’t concentrate today. Now I was questioning why I was so turned on by her behaviour.
So I started googling. All different kinds of searches until I found out that what we were doing was actually a sexual fetish called ‘orgasm denial.’ Once I had found the key words to this kink I was flooded with material. I couldn’t believe what I was reading and my cock didn’t let up, constantly reminding me how turned on I was by this kink.
About 4 hours in to my 6 hour shift I got a message through from Emma. It read “I am so sorry baby. I was selfish this morning. Please forgive me and let me make it up to you. Let me cook you your favourite meal tonight, and feel free to use my body any way you wish afterwards. You deserved more than I what I asked of you this morning. Please reply to me and tell me everything will be ok between us. I love you more than you will ever know xxx.”
So there I was absolutely turned on by being denied by her, cock constantly hard and slightly dripping pre-cum, and I am being offered the release I desperately need. I consider my options before replying. I want to cum so badly, and I need her. I am though toying with more denial. I am in absolute turmoil. Then another message pings through. It’s a pic of Emma, she is laying naked on the bed with her legs spread. A line of text accompanied the picture and it read “all yours for all your needs baby xxx.”
I make my decision. I decide I am going to call her, but I want to send her a message first. I type out my message: “Hi babes, sorry for late reply. I needed to work something out. Truth be told honey, what you did to me this morning turned me on something chronic. While it is true that you were indeed very sexually selfish, I have finally realised I love you being sexually selfish. And I want more of that if you are willing. I am going to call you shortly but please believe me when I say things are great between us and I am no longer upset. And I would love for us to have a very sexual time together tonight when I get home. I love you deeply xxx”
I sit there contemplating, unconsciously lightly rubbing a finger over my hard trouser covered cock. Once I see the double blue tick of message read, I find Emma’s number and I call her. She picks up immediately.
Emma: “Hello baby”
Me: “Hi honey. Are you ok, and did you get my message?”
Emma: “Erm, yes. Though you don’t have to be nice to me you know. I wasn’t nice to you this morning and I don’t deserve it.”
Me: “Emma I am not being nice for the sake of being nice. I am being 100% honest. So please just hear me out. It is a kink. What we are doing is a kink. It is called male orgasm denial. When I got to work I was all confused, because I was angry, but also extremely turned on with what you did this morning. So I researched it. And can you believe this is actually a life-style for some couples? We have a lot to talk about.”
