Check out her stems.. wow.
Have you ever been caught while having sex? No? Then consider yourself lucky because I have. And you wouldn’t even want to know by whom.
Yes, it was a just as awkward situation as the one displayed here. And as if the circumstance itself isn’t horrible enough, it feels particularly nice being interrupted while the guy is just cumming on you and cannot stop even though his face is a duplicat of Munch’s The Scream.
Looking back now, I still don’t know whether to burn red with embarrassment or just tick that box on my once-in-a-lifetime-experiences list. Because it’s defintely an experience I never ever want to have again, that’s for sure.
Today while I stood in the shower I let my hands roam about my body, stopping here or there to caress and tease, lingering in places that had my breath in ragged little pants. And before I was even consciously aware of what I was doing, I pulled my hands away, denying me the pleasure of orgasm like I were a Dom to my own sexual drive..
And as stunned as I was, I realized then that I’ve been doing this for over two weeks now, teasing and arousing myself but never allowing me to climax and thus unconsciously building up my need. The tiniest stimuli manage to arouse me now, the brush of my nipples on the bra cup, the friction of bending down while wearing tight jeans, even just reading or seeing something erotic. Virtually anything turns me on.
I subconsciously put myself in a chastity belt, independently from someone else’s order forbidding me to come. This is a remarkable thing for me who likes to come at least every couple days, sometimes more than once a day.
As much as it is a practice in self-control, it is also a sweet torment that I must admit I quite enjoy.
Somehow I dread breaking the spell because I know I won’t be as easily turned on after the edge is taken off, but I can’t wait to be fucked to orgasm. It has better be a firework though, worth the wait and suffering I’ve made myself endure.
A part of me just wishes the command had come from someone else, so that I would have the commandment of someone’s will to overrule my physical desires in case I become weak.