Self tease and denial
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Posted:Apr 24, 2018 6:53 am
Last Updated:Mar 15, 2019 6:27 am
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Finally found a way to tease and deny myself after all these . Never was able to find any on here to control my orgasms and though I can tease and deny myself the letdown was always that I eventually made the choice when I would cum.
Ive always found ing with my nipples only to achieve orgasm gives a much more intense orgasm than just stroking. Thought Id throw this idea out there for any else in the same situation.
What I now do is tease myself during the course of the week, but not allowing release until a certain day of the week, Sunday for me. On Sunday I partake in my usual tease sessions which mainly consists of watching the porn videos to get myself turned on, touching myself to get myself to that edge as much as I can stand it. Once I reach that point of near ecstasy where I can take it no more I allow myself to cool down a bit. The videos go off. Then I give myself a 60 second countdown manipulating my nipples to try and achieve that elusive orgasm. No stroking allowed, that's too easy. If I do not cum in that 60 seconds then I dont get to have an orgasm for another week. I can tease myself as much as i want, but no orgasm attempt allowed till the following Sunday.
This past Sunday as that clocked ticked down I got more and more desperate realizing I very well may not cum. In the last 10 seconds cum started to stream from my throbbing twitching cock, but as the clock ticked off the last second I still had not experienced that much needed orgasm. A sizeable amount of cum lay on the floor but I was still throbbing with desire. I cleaned up my mess with my tongue and just looked down at my manhood knowing it had to wait another week to try again. I can only hope next week is more successful.
Hopefully this will others who love tease and denial but cant find a partner to torment them.
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Naked in the cold
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Posted:Feb 12, 2017 10:51 am
Last Updated:Jul 10, 2018 2:51 am
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Icy frigid temperatures here in the northeast last night, and I longed to do something I hadn't done in a long time, to strip down naked in the cold and subject my body to the winter air. Granted I did this in my garage to shield myself from prying eyes, but the garage is far detached from the house, and just as cold if not colder than the air outside. I questioned whether I really wanted to do it, but I could feel myself getting hard at the thought, and had to give in.
To increase my vulnerability to the cold I lay down on the hood of my car, the metal covered in specks of light snow that had yet to melt off, letting the chill of the car run through my body as I lay my back flat down on it, my feet on the hood, and my legs spread wide. I caressed my body and watched my cock rock hard and throbbing. It makes one feel more naked being thus exposed to the wintry air than if I was in the warmth of my house. I imagine its akin to being naked in front of people, feeling much more vulnerable than normal.
Years ago I did the same, and forced myself to endure the icy cold until I could make myself cum. I remember torturing my nipples and writhing in frustrated ecstasy until I made myself cum all over myself, knowing I had nothing to clean myself up with, and not being able to dress myself covered in cum, I had to lay there and rub all that semen into my body like lotion until it was all gone. I wanted to do that again last night but I gave in to the cold and got dressed before cumming. Maybe next time.
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My fantasy part 7
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Posted:Aug 3, 2016 3:55 am
Last Updated:Nov 23, 2018 12:42 pm
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I had no time to digest this information. Mistress and her male stud whipped me around and pushed my chest and face down to the table. While her man held me down I felt rope being tied around my right ankle and then tied to one of the table legs. Then I felt the same on my left ankle. My legs were spread so wide I could feel the strain on my hips. My ass was completely vulnerable and there was nothing I could do. I tried to pull my ankles free but it was hopeless. I had no leverage, the tabletop being the only thing keeping me from toppling over. My hands still tied behind my back I could only wait for what was coming. I looked in front of me and realized I was staring straight into the camera which was being turned back on by one of Mistress’ friends. I felt lube being squirted into my ass, lots of it. I tried to squirm loose but I wasn’t going anywhere. I was about to be fucked by a man and there was nothing I could do about it….and why was my cock so hard? I didn’t want this but there was no denying how fucking hard I was. I felt like such a , and I guess I was being treated as one in all truth.
Then I felt his cock head pressing against me. My Mistress stroked my neck and told me it would go easier if I just relaxed. I tried to relax, to ignore my natural urge to resist. I breathed deeply and slowly, and waited. I felt that cock head pushing itself into me stretching out my anus, oh my god it feels so big. I gasped as it stretched me all the way out but it wasn’t done. It was just the start. That bulbous head pushed deeper into me and I could feel his shaft entering me now. Slowly he pushed in, my breathing was getting shallower as more of him slid into me. God I thought his cock was big when I sucked it, now it felt gigantic. In he kept going. God,when was his cock going to end. Mistress whispered to me he’s halfway into you. Halfway? How big was he? How much more could I take? I knew the answer to that was all of it whether I wanted to or not. I felt him continually sliding deeper into me. I felt like I was going to be ripped in half. I couldn’t even think, I couldn’t function. All I could do was try to accept this violation of my body. After what seemed an eternity I felt his pelvis right up against my ass. I felt him push himself tightly against me forcing every last inch of his manhood inside of me. I could hardly breathe. Then I felt him withdrawing from me. I felt his cock sliding back out, felt myself feeling a momentary sense of relief as his cock head slipped out of me.
It was a very short lived relief. I immediately felt his cock head re-enter me. Felt him sliding back in, quicker this time, filling me up with his hardness. I moaned as my ass was violated again, as that cock reached deep inside me, and then it slid back out, and then in again, then out, then in, out, in, out, faster and faster I felt myself getting fucked. He started getting a steady rhythm going. My mind went numb as I was used as a male fuck toy. I could hear myself moaning and groaning, looking ahead I stared into the camera filming the whole thing. Mistress and her friends were cheering him on again. I felt so worthless, so used… and I realized I also felt something else. I felt my cock still hard as a rock. Was this actually turning me on? I didn’t feel turned on. I felt like….like.. I don’t know what I felt like. This isn’t me. This isn’t what I wanted. Why was my cock so hard, throbbing? It was more than just feeling hard and throbbing though. I thought I felt like I might cum. My cock was pulsing, twitching, trying to force all that cum that had been accumulating all this time out of me. As my violator’s manhood continued to pound me relentlessly my own manhood was reaching the throes of ecstasy. I could feel cum starting to dribble from my cock head. Then more. It was slowly leaking out of me. I tried to thrust my hips as much as I could which in my current predicament was not at all. I could feel orgasm being reached. Not a mind blowing orgasm like I have needed for so long, but a slow drawn out orgasm. Cum continued to dribble from my cock. I could feel my cock convulsing as it squeezed out the semen within me that had long been stored. I momentarily forgot the cock pumping my ass as my mind was over stimulated by all these different sensations overwhelming me. Orgasm was finally achieved after so long, slowly pumping out the long stored semen within me, my cock struggling to release every last drop. I felt the last gasps of my climax which never quite felt as intense as I needed, I felt a small stream of cum hanging from the tip of my cock head and I felt once again that hard cock drilling my ass still as conscious thought returned.
Now I truly felt used. The sexual lust was gone from me, but not from the man who continued to fuck me long and hard. All I could do was lie there and wait for him to finish, but god, how long was he going to go on for. In and out, over and over I felt him continue to drill me. I was so sore but I knew begging for mercy would accomplish nothing. His thrusts were getting faster and more intense. I could only hope he was reaching climax himself and that this would soon be over. I heard Mistress whisper in my ear, “Did it feel good”. My orgasm didn’t go unnoticed. I nodded my head and I heard her softly laugh. I could hear her man starting to grunt and then moan. He was pounding me like a madman. God his cock felt so huge like it was growing inside me as he pumped. Then I could feel his cum gushing inside of me, heard him loudly moan and felt him forcing his cock as deep into me as he could as he achieved his second orgasm of the evening using my body as his toy. His pumping started to slow and then he lay on top of me with his cock still inside me as he rested from his relentless fucking of my ass. I could hear everyone applauding him, and finally he got off me and his cock pulled out of me for the final time.
I was left on the table, just a slut lying there after being used. I could hear my audience engaged in conversation now that the entertainment was over. Eventually the room emptied out except for me and my Mistress. She untied me and helped me up, smiling at me the whole time. I could hardly move, my legs were practically useless. I was so exhausted. She let me clean up under her supervision and when I was done she put the chastity cage back on. When the lock clicked in place she grinned at me and said, “Now it starts all over again”
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My fantasy pt 6
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Posted:May 8, 2016 12:24 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2018 12:44 pm
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Kneeling on the floor, a complete mess. I could still taste the cock and cum in my mouth that I had just finished sucking and drinking. I felt so used, so ashamed, so very dirty. What have I become? I felt like a total . Is this what a is supposed to feel like? I had no idea. I had no idea of anything at this point. I felt hands on my shoulder. It was my Mistress, she rubbed them gently and whispered in my ear she wanted to show me something. She helped me up and led me to a chair. My hands still tied behind me, she sat next to me resting her hand on my thigh. Her man who’s cock I had just finished pleasuring stood behind my chair. I felt his hands massaging my neck and shoulders. I felt very uncomfortable with this. I felt him work downwards and then his hands were all over my chest and stomach, gently massaging me. I didn’t want him touching me but there was nothing I could do and I didn’t dare protest at this point. God knows what my punishment would be though I couldn’t imagine anything worse than I had already endured. He started massaging my nipples, gently twisting and turning them, occasionally squeezing them tightly. I could feel my manhood trying to get hard inside its steel prison. I could feel the lust that drove this whole situation growing inside me again. The irresistible urge to cum that reduced me to this current sorry state. Could any physical feeling be worth all this and yet I couldn’t resist the urge to get off. I needed it again. My Mistress turned on the TV and started an online video for me to watch. The video I had just starred in. I was going to watch my humiliation for myself in front of my Mistress and her friends. I had to live through that whole shameful experience again, watching as I made love to that huge cock again, knowing this was being watched by others in the world though they wouldn’t feel shame, just the lust that drove me to make the video in the first place. I watched my mouth engulfing that huge rod, heard my gagging, my whimpering, all that slurping, watching me drool like a mad dog. Mistress’s hand was caressing my inner thigh. I thought about all those videos I watched of women sucking cock and now it was me doing the deed. Did they feel the shame afterwards that I now felt, or did they enjoy it as much as they appeared to? Watching me go down over and over on that cock it looked like I was fully enjoying it also. I’m sure anyone watching would think I was a pro. God how did this happen to me?
I heard a click, and felt metal sliding away from me. I felt cool air on my imprisoned cock and felt it growing hard and ramrod straight as it was freed from the steely embrace of that cock cage. I was amazed and ashamed that I could still be so hard and wanting after the humiliation I have had to endure. Could I truly be such a or was this just natural for anyone who had undergone what I had been through? Then again, who do I know that would have subjected themselves to such an experience?
I looked on at the video of me as my head was being used as a pussy by the man standing behind me still touching me. He walked around in front of me and I could see he was already getting hard again and I had to assume it was from watching me pleasure him onscreen. He knelt in front of me and put his face inches from my throbbing cock and helped my mistress caress my inner thighs. God I felt like a total disgrace as a man, but still my manhood kept twitching and throbbing in need of pleasing. Onscreen my mouth was now full of cum for the whole world to see and I watched as I swallowed it all down like a cum loving slut.
Mistress told me to stand up and I did. Her man got up and walked over to a table and bent over it with his ass towards me. Mistress led me right up to him, the tip of my cock only a couple of inches from his ass. Mistress stood behind me pinching my nipples lightly and whispered in my ear, “Now you can get payback for his abuse of your mouth, now you can fuck him and treat him like a . Fuck his ass and show him who is the bigger man” She kept twisting my nipples harder and harder making me throb more and more, making me hornier and needing to cum so fucking bad, but I didn’t want to fuck a man. I told her I didn’t want to and she replied with the simple question, “Do you want to cum or don’t you?” I meekly nodded and she told me this is the only way I would be getting off and suggested I take it while I can. She caressed my whole body up and down gently and lovingly. I wanted to turn around and take her but even if I was man enough to do that my hands were still tied behind me. I pleaded with her to let me just stroke myself off like the loser I am but she told me that was not an option and to start fucking the man in front of me.
I looked down at the waiting ass. I did not want to do this… I couldn’t do this. No matter how horny I was I could not get myself to fuck him. It just did not appeal to me. If my mistress wasn’t teasing my body I think I would have started losing my hardness, but she just kept touching me. It felt so much better having her hands upon me than when this guy was touching me but I still could not bring myself to do the deed no matter how much my cock needed release. “I can’t” I said in a choked voice, barely audible. I felt Mistress’ fingers lightly touching my shaft. I could feel my body stiffen as that long denied sensation of feeling my cock touched shot through me like an electric current. I was hoping she would just grab my manhood and stroke it till I came. It would not take much at this point but she only gave it a couple of seconds of light touch and then stopped. Last chance she said, fuck him. I again looked at that ass in front of me. Make him pay for fucking your mouth like you were some useless plaything. I didn’t know what to do. I was so horny how could anything not be acceptable at this point and yet this wasn’t. I couldn’t do it. Again I barely managed to whimper out “I can’t”
Mistress turned me around and she was smiling at me. Her hands again lightly touched my chest, rubbing her hands in small circles. I was so hard looking at her. She said it was ok if I didn’t want to do this and I didn’t have to. I felt a sense of relief that was short-lived. After a brief pause she continued. However if you aren’t going to fuck him then the only option left is he gets to fuck you.
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My fantasy pt 5
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Posted:May 3, 2016 3:55 am
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2018 12:43 pm
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And so here I am, on my knees totally naked, my hands tied behind my back, my Mistress and some of her friends watching my first cock sucking, and a large hard throbbing cock inches in front of my face, bobbing and waiting for my lips to caress it. It looks so much larger when you are right in front of one and granted this guys manhood was at least a couple inches larger than mine. Mistress tied my hands to make sure I could only use my mouth for pleasuring. No stroking the cock, only kissing, licking, and sucking. I could only imagine what that cock was going to feel like filling my mouth but of course, I wouldn’t have to imagine much longer. Mistress informed me that she had teased and denied this man’s cock for 3 weeks just for me. She wanted to make sure I received a very large amount of cum from my first cock.
This humiliating experience was also being streamed live on the internet. My Mistress was waiting for at least 100 viewers and she told me we now had much more than that. It was time to begin. I moved my face closer to that rock hard rod in front of me. The time for wondering was over. It was now happening. I kept in mind all the techniques I had viewed the past week. I tried to pretend it was my own cock I was about to suck. My lips touched the bulbous head and I felt the it twitch as my tongue made contact with the peehole that would eventually reward my efforts with gobs of its juices. The skin of the cock against my lips and tongue was a new sensation. I tried not to think about what I was doing. I ran my tongue gently around the rim of the cock head over and over. I heard a moan and figured I must be doing something right. I kissed the head tenderly over and over, but knew there was much more area I needed to pleasure. I took my tongue and licked down the front of the shaft and then back up. I could not believe how long and big a cock seemed when right in front of your face. I let my tongue and lips explore the throbbing shaft in front of me. It was so different a feeling than when I pleasured my Mistress with my tongue. She was so warm, wet and inviting while this was just hard, so very hard. I continued my exploration down to the bottom where his balls were slowly creating the hot sticky cum that would eventually fill my mouth. That thought bothered me. I knew as humiliating as this was it was just the beginning. The whole process was designed to work this cock into a frenzy so that it could not contain the man juice building inside of it. My job was to bring that juice to the top of that long hard shaft and feel it explode in my mouth. A creamy liquid would be filling me, the cum of another man shooting past my lips tongue and down my throat. This is how my cock was supposed to be treated by a woman but that is not how my life turned out. It was unwanted, and now it is caged, and I have to do to another man what I would so love to have done to me.
I drew my lips up and down that long hard shaft. I felt it moving and twitching and heard his moans as I worked my way back up to his cock head. It was time to go down on him. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to take his full length into my mouth. I pursed my lips at his cock tip and slowly expanded my mouth over him. I felt the full tip enter into my mouth and slowly kept working down, feeling his hardness sliding over my tongue, feeling him filling my mouth. It was so big and I could now feel his cock head hitting the back of my throat. I tried not to gag but failed and had to pull back. Saliva was heavily forming inside my mouth and sliding down his shaft. I forced myself to push my head forward again and try again to take all of him into me. I could feel drool pouring over my chin, felt him against my throat and tried to resist the gagging urge. Again I failed and again and again. I finally had to just try and relax my throat, to accept the violation, slowly moving my mouth over him, relaxing, letting him in. I felt him in my throat and was able to keep going though it was not easy to resist gagging. It was such a strange feeling to have that cock in my mouth, down my throat. I was drooling uncontrollably. I started to bob my head up and down on that cock just like the gorgeous women on the videos I had seen. Up and down, up and down, trying to use my tongue to massage him as the shaft went in and out of my mouth. I felt him throbbing, listened to him groaning. I tried my best to get a good rhythm going. When I couldn’t take it anymore I would pull my lips away and then glide them up and down the sides of the shaft wrapping my tongue around him as I did so. His cock glistened with my saliva. I felt like such a loser, such a . I could feel my own cock fighting against its steel prison, wanting to receive what I was giving this man. I didn’t understand why I was so hard as I felt terrible, used, but I couldn’t deny that my cock was turned on, but my cock was not where my attention needed to be, it was on his that all my focus must be concentrated. When I felt ready to take him back inside me again I slid up to the tip and let my mouth pull him into me again. Down his shaft I went, it was getting a little easier now. I could feel him getting even harder. I didn’t know if I just imagined that or not but that is what it felt like. Up and down I went, in and out, in and out. I felt his hands grab the back of my head and his hips starting to thrust against my face. He forced his cock deeper into my throat. It was now out of my control. He forced his cock in and out of my face. He was fucking my mouth, fucking it like he would a woman’s pussy. My saliva acting as a woman’s juices keeping him well lubed. I tried to pull back to get a respite but he held me in close, forcing himself all the way into me, his cock filling my mouth and throat. I heard the people in the room cheering him on. I could do nothing. I was just a sex toy at this point, a sex toy for a man. This was so humiliating, and it was being videoed for the world to see over and over again. I could feel tears in my eyes, saliva on my chin and chest and soon there would be his cum to finish me off. I could feel his cock pulsing inside of my mouth. His thrusting grew faster and I could hear him breathing faster. I could hear his groans, hear the slurping sounds coming from my own mouth, hear the people calling me a cum slut, a cock sucker. How could this be happening to me? All because I wanted to feel the pleasure I was now giving to him.I could tell he was close. I would soon be drinking a man’s gooey cum, and as the thought went through my head I felt the first spurts erupting from him and then I felt not spurts but gushing. His hot sticky cum filling my mouth, my throat, god how much was there. I heard him groaning in ecstasy and heard my Mistress in my ear telling me not to swallow it yet. I thought I would drown as I felt his cum dripping down my lips and chin. His thrusting began to slow and then I felt a few last long and hard thrusts into me as his climax finally came to an end. . I felt the last remnants of the remaining cum leaking into my mouth. Then he slowly pulled his cock out of me, gleaming with my spit, a thin wisp of cum connecting my mouth to his cock as he pulled back, relieved, spent and fully pleasured. His cock was replaced with the video camera pointing at my face. Here I was with cum and spit all over me and there would be no hiding my shame. It was now out there for anyone to watch for their own sexual pleasure. How many would watch me as they got themselves off, watch me and fantasizing what I could do for them. My Mistress told me to open wide for everyone so they could see the pool of cum in my mouth. I did as instructed trying not to spit it all out as I knew I would pay dearly for that. After what seemed an interminable amount of time she told me to swallow it all. I swallowed hard feeling all the cum going down my throat in one big gulp. It made me feel nauseous but I had to control myself and act like it was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted. Using my fingers I wiped the remaining semen from my face and chin and licked them clean. I was now officially a cock sucker. I could only wonder if this was all worth it.
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A rare new sexual experience
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Posted:May 1, 2016 11:18 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2018 3:42 pm
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Since I have the unfortunate luck of not much sex in my lifetime about 99.9 percent of my sexual gratification comes from masturbation and needless to say its hard to get any surprises in my masturbating however today I did experience a first. I tend to tease myself relentlessly to keep myself in a perpetual state of horniness, constantly denying myself that sweet release as I've found it to be pretty unsatisfying at this point in my life. Not about to go into the details of why here, but I was currently in my third week without an orgasm, and seeing how I was bored this morning and feeling a little out of it from partying a bit too much last night, I decided to engage in a morning tease and denial session. I was watching a video of a beautiful young lady playing with here lovely body and letting myself grow hard watching her. I played with my nipples a bit to make the growing lust in my more intolerable.
I have gotten myself off in the past by just playing with my nipples and could feel myself getting a little too excited and so stopped and just relaxed and watched the young lady continue to pleasure herself. My manhood remained hard as a rock as I watched, and after a minute of so I realized my cock was really throbbing and twitching endlessly. I actually started to think I might cum without doing anything. I looked down between my legs and saw my member constantly bobbing up and down, I could feel by balls trying to churn out that semen that was boiling inside of me. I continued to watch the sexy blonde onscreen bring herself closer and closer to orgasm and realized I was not going to be able to deny myself any more. I knew my body was demanding an orgasm. Over the course of a few minutes I felt the cum rising up my shaft, my rod straining to get that sweet release it so craved. I watched as the first driplets of cum reached the top and started to drip out of me. Then it was a wave of sexual release that hit me as those driplets became a stream and then I was gushing cum out of my cock. I watched as it just poured out of me and I felt orgasm rocking my body. My hips were thrusting as I came and it seemed endless. I finally felt the last bit of tension being released and I sat in my chair with cum all over me.
I had heard it was possible to cum without any physical stimulus but had never experienced it. I've gone longer without an orgasm and never had an experience like this. Don't know if I ever will again but it was definitely an enjoyable first.
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My Fantasy pt 4
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Posted:Apr 8, 2016 6:55 am
Last Updated:May 3, 2016 11:42 am
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How long can a man fight against his primal instincts? The desire to cum is a driving force behind our existence. The desire to feel our hard cocks inside the warm bodies of woman drive much of our lives. I was being made to exist outside the natural order of things. My manhood trapped in steel and my need to cum was controlled by another who enjoyed watching me sexually frustrated. I can’t complain. I voluntarily stepped into this life but it is still so maddeningly frustrating. Though I chose chastity doesn’t mean I don’t want to cum sooooo bad.
Though my cock was denied pleasure my tongue was not. I got to taste my mistress over and over along with her friends wet and insatiable pussies. I got to at least simulate fucking these beautiful women even though I had to use a strap on to do it. I did so enjoy pleasuring these women even though it made me want and need that release of pleasure all the more but the steel cage kept that feeling a memory for me.
It was after a week of intense teasing and pleasing that my mistress let me know what I needed to do to be allowed to cum, and it was what I feared. She felt I shouldn’t be allowed to bring pleasure to my own cock until I had experienced bringing another cock to climax using my lips, tongue and mouth. I begged her to reconsider but my pleas fell on deaf ears. Her decision was made, now I had to make my decision. If I decided to just live out my days and never experience another orgasm that was of no concern to her as she not only would continue to experience sexual lust and and play on many levels, knowing I was so envious and so desperate to cum only served to turn her on. She also added that if and when I decided to suck my first cock it would be filmed and put out on the internet for all to see. My humiliation would be in the public domain and to make it worse I would not only have to suck that cock, I would need to make love to it with my mouth. It would have to look like there was nothing in the world I enjoyed more than to feel a man’s throbbing member filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. I would need to get hundreds of user comments on my upcoming video about how well I manipulated a cock with my mouth. Then and only then would I be allowed to cum.
I only had one choice. Escape. Though it would be an embarrassing escape it wouldn’t be as humiliating as being seen online by thousands drinking the cum of an erupting cock. Obviously I could leave at any time and not come back but I would be stuck with this steel cage forever denying me access to the wild beast within that wanted out so so very much. Though it would mean never seeing my mistress again and all this sex I had been participating in would be over I could not bring myself to become a cock sucker. Thus I planned to run for it when my Mistress removed my cage for cleaning. Unfortunately this was always done while I was totally naked so I would be leaving in a compromising situation but I had no choice. I would be free.
Great plan, but Mistress was one step ahead of me though I don’t know if it was intentional or not. She wanted me to learn how to properly give a man head and so started tying me to a chair in front of a computer screen, my hands and feet bound tightly. Then she would remove my cage so my manhood could breathe the air once again standing tall and hard. She herself then tenderly cleaned my cock up taking care not to get it too excited as I could probably cum with very little touching at this point. After she was done she turned on a long video on the PC screen for me to watch of beautiful women orally pleasing cock after cock and left me there to watch. I could only helplessly watch as their lips engulfed these pulsing shafts, licking, kissing and sucking them over and over. Watching cum gushing from the head drove me wild with desire and I could only look as one cock exploded the next video would start the process all over again. I thrust my hips as much as I could desperately trying to get my cock off but the molecules of the air were not enough to get the friction I so desperately needed to get off. I stared at the screen watching these men get pleasured over and over, and stared at my own throbbing manhood only a foot or so away from my tied wrists. I stared at the bobbing head and tried to reach down with my mouth, my tongue, anything to get it to cum. I would have sucked my own cock at this point if I could. I thrust my hips up as much as I could while stretching my head down as close as I could to try and reach my throbbing cock but it was useless. It was so close, and yet so far away. This torture continued day after day for a couple hours at a time. I knew I was beaten. I knew soon the cock I would be staring at would not be my own.
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Thought Saturday night was going to be my night
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Posted:Mar 10, 2016 5:22 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2018 8:18 am
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After spending a week of keeping myself horny I went out with a girl Sat night. She made no secret of how much she wanted to fuck me (her words). We went to a night club to see a band and she spent a good portion of the evening grinding her hips up against my manhood even going so far as to use a fucking motion right there on the dance floor. I had to use control to keep from cumming right there in my pants. She would put her ass up tight against me and rub it against my throbbing crotch. A lot of heavy kissing and her telling me she was going to screw me when we got back to my place. This is actually the second time we went out with this type of teasing going on. She knows nothing about my kinky side as she is very very vanilla in sex but I didn't care. I just wanted to get laid. Or at least eat her out as my mind started fantasizing while we french kissed about using my tongue elsewhere.
So after all this we get back to my place. What happens? She starts her car up in to warm it up in preparation to leave. We go inside and all she's talking about is depressing stuff I've heard a million times before. Talking about her job, her family, how much everything sucks and pretty much bringing a hot evening to a screeching halt. Its hard to bring up sex when the conversation centers around sick family members and elderly people with health issues. Needless to say sex no longer was in the cards. If I didn't know her better I'd say she knows I like to be teased.
I went to bed and woke up hard as a rock. I could have gotten myself off but after a night like that I was hoping for more. So here I am days later still horny. I enjoyed being turned on like that but I wonder why she seems to crave sex so much when we're in public turns into a pile of depression when we're alone.
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Age and sex
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Posted:Jan 14, 2016 7:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2016 6:58 pm
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I always thought as you got older your sex drive decreased. Hell, I thought us guys became impotent. I seem to be finding I'm always feeling horny these days. I constantly have to fight the urge to get naked and play with myself. Even as I write this I want to play but I have much to do.
Is this possibly because I'm reaching the end of my sexual life and my body desires it before it loses the ability to be sexually aroused or is it just that I have had such little real sex in my life that I'm starting to really feel time working against me. Maybe its because I don't play as much as I used to because I feel I'm wasting my time and my body is rebelling, though its not like I don't play at all.
I'm not complaining, just curious more than anything else. I know guys who when they were my age couldn't get it up any more so I'm wondering why I have such strong urges.
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My own fantasy part 3
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Posted:Nov 15, 2015 6:59 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2016 10:44 am
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Mistress was true to her word. There were many more days and nights like this and the teasing grew in intensity. Within the first week I was introduced to some of her lovers both male and female and made to watch as she had uninhibited and wild sex. Watching her pussy being licked by another woman was more than I could handle. The visual beauty was too much for my mind and yet there was nothing I could do but watch and throb, my cock still tightly constrained by its cage. Occasionally I was allowed to join in with her female partners but only by eating out both my Mistress and her lover’s pussies. This was more sex than I ever got in my life so I was content enough even though orgasm was denied me I felt at least more fulfilled that I was able to pleasure such beautiful women on a regular basis.
Watching her with another man was difficult as I loved my Mistress even though I knew I was just a sex toy for her, but one cannot fully control one’s feelings. Her main man was a muscular bull with what looked to be a 9 inch cock. Watching her lips wrap around it and her tongue lick up and down that shaft filled me with envy. This guy was so lucky to have his cock touched in every which way by such a beautiful woman while mine was greeted only by cold steel. Watching that cock fill every one of her holes was such a turn on, seeing it slide in and out of her wet warm pussy while she moaned passionately drove me wild with lust and desire. One night as she was being fucked by her man, she pulled his cock out of her and held it near my face, the shaft and head glistening with her juices and asked me if I would like to lick her juices off his huge manhood. I was so envious of that cock being allowed entry into this beautiful woman. I wished I could penetrate her with my own and she offered me the chance to do so. All I had to do was suck her man’s cock until he came and she would release me from my prison and allow me to cum. As much as I wanted to cum I could not bring myself to suck a cock. It sat there before me and she gave me 10 seconds to decide. As she counted down I didn’t know what to do and before I knew it she was down to 1 and then zero at which point her own mouth engulfed the cock and I knew I would remain chaste and had to take what solace I could by not giving in to what I considered too taboo. I watched as her head went up and down on that cock faster and faster until she pulled it out and stroked it for a few seconds and then gobs of hot cum burst forth from it splashing all over her face. So much cum being released and all I could do was watch as she coaxed every last drop from it. I could feel my own cock struggling and straining against its prison. I just wanted to reach down and stroke it but that option was denied me. All I could do was watch.
This type of teasing went on for a month. On a couple of occasions she would release me from my prison so I could clean myself and the cage properly though under her supervision. Both times I was given the option to keep the cage off and go home and stroke myself as much as I wanted but with the caveat I would not see my Mistress again. To stay with her required sexual frustration. I wanted to cum so bad but to not see my Mistress again was not an option. To jerk off in front of my computer was not very fulfilling and though the psychological torture of chastity was agonizing at times I could withstand it just to be able to be a part of Mistress’ sexual escapades. I chose continued chastity. She offered me freedom a third time and this time with the caveat that if I chose continued chastity I would have to earn the right to cum at some point. There would be no further get out of jail free cards. This offer was made as my cock was free of its cage, and she lightly caressed the shaft with her fingertips. I wanted so much to grab it and stroke myself to release but I knew I would be thrown out of Mistress’ life if I did so. An orgasm was quick and fleeting. Serving my Mistress’ needs was ongoing and it was the most sexual action I had ever enjoyed in my life even though orgasm for me was not part of it. I chose ongoing chastity.
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My own fantasy part 2
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Posted:Nov 8, 2015 7:16 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2016 10:40 am
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I stripped naked for my Mistress so she could fit the cage on me. It was a bit difficult as the thought of being in chastity was making me hard but she managed to cool me down enough so that she could get the casing over my manhood and then lock it in place with the small padlock that would keep me chaste and wanting for as long as it pleased my Mistress. She was true to her word though. As soon as I was locked tight she stood up and started performing an erotic striptease for me. It was so thrilling for me to watch a real woman instead of a video slowly peeling her clothes away, her hips swaying before my eyes. I could feel my cock fighting against the cold steel of its prison. Her body was as perfect as I had imagined it to be. When she was completely naked she lay on her back on the floor and beckoned me to come to her. She whispered to me to make love to her. Obviously I could not truly make love to her as I was now incapable of driving my throbbing manhood deep into her, but my hands and tongue were free. It was such a turn on to be able to touch, kiss and lick a real woman all over. Her skin was so soft, her lips so full, and her body so lovely. I eagerly sucked on her nipples and lightly bit them and felt myself struggling to get hard as she moaned. I felt her hands caressing my body. She even had me sit back and placed her head between my legs and started kissing the cage that held me in chastity. She put it in her mouth and I could only fantasize how good it would feel if it were free. I could only imagine what it would feel like to feel her warm mouth and tongue caressing my rock hard cock instead of the unforgiving metal that was currently pressing against it.
She suggested we switch positions as there wasn’t much she could do for me, but plenty I could do for her. She sat on the couch and I kneeled before her. Her hot wet pussy was now before me. A real pussy I could touch, lick and taste. My tongue probed her pussy lips and then found her clit and I started fondling it with my tongue. God she tasted so good and her breathing grew heavier as I probed inside of her. I loved twirling my tongue around and around her clittie as I could tell it was making her hornier and hornier, hotter and hotter by the increasing moans eliciting from her lips. God this was such a turn on and though my own cock would not be free to enjoy this I didn’t care. Being here with her meant more to me than getting any little orgasm could. It would be nice to be able to get off, but getting her off was so much more rewarding. I slid my tongue as deep into her as I could and explored her womanhood as far as I could. Then I slowly slid it back out and then back in. Her wetness covered my tongue and filled my mouth. God I loved it. Her hands grabbed the back of my head and pushed my tongue back into her. She held my head tight against her hips and I used my tongue as best I could, pushing it into her and back out over and over. Her hips started grinding against my face and I kept my tongue out so she could use it to get herself off. As she fucked my tongue I did my best to use that tongue to her advantage and when I felt her hips quivering as she held her hips tight against my face and heard her moan in ecstasy I knew I had gotten her off and I felt so pleased to be able to bring her pleasure. I did not care that I couldn’t get off. I had done that plenty of times in the past and it was not very fulfilling. Getting her off was an experience that made me feel something like a real man.
Her grinding and breathing slowed down, and she lay back smiling down at me. She asked me if I wanted to fuck her. I nodded and said I would but I thought to myself I wouldn’t be able t satisfy her. I was so horny I would probably cum the minute I was inside of her which would be embarrassing and humiliating, but I was willing to try as it would feel so good to be inside of her. I should have known better to think she was offering me that option. She produced a strap on and fitted it on me, a hard rubber cock placed over my own trapped cock. She told me to stand up and then she got on her knees and began licking and sucking my strap on cock. She looked up at me as her lips engulfed that fake cock, and my own cock twitched and fought against its restraining steel. I was now starting to feel a little sexually frustrated, but I didn’t care as this was such an enjoyable and memorable evening. She eventually took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She then lay down on the bed, her knees arched upward, her legs spread wide, and she asked me to fuck her, she pleaded with me to fuck her and so I climbed over her and slid my fake cock inside of her. I looked into her eyes as I thrust the strap on in and out of her, watched as again her breathing became heavier and more intense. I felt my own cock trying to break out of the chastity cage but that was a hopeless battle.
Her body writhed below me and I picked up the pace, in and out, faster and faster as if somehow I was trying to get myself off as well as her. It must have been the excitement of watching her approaching orgasm that subconsciously made me fuck her faster and faster. I could feel her body convulsing below me, her hands grabbing me from behind and pushing me deep into her, her hips pushed tight against mine, grinding away as she moaned and whimpered passionately, her eyes looking into mine, her mouth open as she came hard. She eventually relaxed, her body satiated, and she lay back on the bed. I on the other hand couldn’t stop fucking her as my sexual lusts were now up to a degree I could not handle. I continued to fuck her as if somehow I was going to get off too. She just lay back and let me go, smiling at me. I couldn’t stop. I needed to cum too even though I knew I couldn’t in the situation I was in. As I continued thrusting I saw her breasts slowly start heaving again as she once again started the process of cumming. I could feel myself becoming physically exhausted. It was hard to breathe I had been pumping her for so long now. My body wanted to stop as it was so exhausted but my cock and brain wanted to continue in the hope of somehow achieving that which was not to be. While I was dealing with all this conflict in my brain, my Mistress’s body again was convulsing in the throes of another orgasm. As she settled down again after her climax I had to stop. My body won the battle of conflicting needs. Physical exhausting beat out sexual desire and I lay down on top of her, the strap on deep inside of her. We lay there for a few minutes and though I was still very horny I felt more complete than I would if I had just jerked off to some online porn videos.
Eventually I got off of her and she removed the strap on. We cleaned up and then she invited me to bed with her as we were both tired from the evenings play. She curled up naked next to me, and rubbed my chest and stomach which was keeping me hard and wanting…..at least as hard as the cock cage would allow which was not much. I held her close to me, her hand eventually resting on my inner thigh, slowly caressing me. She promised me there would be many more nights like this, though it would get even wilder. She eventually fell asleep. I didn’t sleep a wink. I was too turned on but also so happy to be lying here next to her knowing I had brought her such pleasure. I could only wonder how long I would remain locked up. I guess that was totally up to her. One thing I did not know at all was where the key to my cage was.
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My own fantasy part 1
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Posted:Nov 7, 2015 6:58 am
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2015 7:15 am
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Inches from my face throbbing and twitching in anticipation was a rock hard cock, the one eyed head staring directly at me anxiously waiting for me to do what I must. My mistress had the video camera rolling so that the world would be able to watch me as I suck my first cock. Viewers across the globe would be able to witness my humiliating experience as my manhood was further stripped away, though to the viewers it would just be something that helped them get aroused sexually for those who enjoyed man on man sex. I stared at the cock a bit longer, wondering what it was going to feel like touching it with my lips, my tongue, feeling it sliding into my mouth. I guess I was going to find out. I am not into men. I wish it was my beautiful Mistress’ hot wet pussy that I was about to taste, or even her strap on so that I could perform simulated oral sex with a cock for her entertainment, but it wasn’t. This was a man’s cock bobbing in front of me and as much as I wish this wasn’t about to happen, I couldn’t deny that my own cock was swollen and twitching though it could not become rock hard as it was constricted by the steel chastity cage that had been its home for two months and counting. I could feel the cold steel pressing against my straining cock fighting to be free of its encasement, but knowing it will never be able to break through that constricting chrome prison.
How did I get to this situation? I’m not a bad guy. In fact I am well liked by family, friends and even acquaintances. I’ve been told what a great guy I am by many but for some reason this has never helped me find a good woman to love. I’m not a greek god in looks, but I’m not ugly either. An average shmoe with a fairly decent body as I’ve always kept in shape I just cannot seem to find a woman to love, or more correctly find a woman to love me as I love her. Is that so much to ask? The women that have been interested in me are not what I am looking for and so I remain alone. I would rather be alone than with the wrong person, but that doesn’t help when the animalistic desires of men start coming into play. When they do I end up perusing pornographic websites or calling phone sex lines to get myself off. Though this satiates my physical needs, it does nothing for my mental or emotional needs. It just leaves one feeling empty. I have found the longer one has to rely on masturbation for sexual release, the more experimenting one has to do to keep it interesting. More toys, playing on camera for the entertainment of others, and posting pictures and videos of myself helped up the level of sexual excitement, but still left me feeling empty after the initial thrill was over.
Things changed for the better when I met my Mistress. A beautiful and sexy woman with whom I felt I could share my personal secrets with. She listened intently when I spoke of what I wanted in life. She also told me what she was looking for. She liked being in control for one thing. She liked to push men to their sexual limits and beyond. She also was not one to commit to one man. She enjoyed men too much to be limited to one. She was not offering me love, but she was offering me sexual fulfillment. At this point in my life after decades of loneliness, I would take whatever I could get, especially from a woman who turned me on so much. I would do whatever I had to to be a part of this woman’s life.
By this point in my life I had experimented with orgasm denial though only on my own and found the thought of getting a woman off was much more of a desire for me than getting myself off. To hear a woman’s moans, to feel her warmth and wetness was what I desired more than just getting myself off. My Mistress wanted me to prove I was sincere. Bringing out a chastity cage and putting it on the table in front of me one night she promised me that if I were to wear it, I would experience all that I had fantasized about when I was alone staring at porn on a computer screen. If I were to put it on right now she would allow me to see her beauty completely naked for the first time. I would be allowed to touch and caress her everywhere, and most importantly to taste her. Either that or I could just go home tonight and stroke my cock dreaming about seeing her naked body and bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. The stark choice was either jerking off again like a loser, or enduring chastity in order to experience this hot sexy woman. The choice was easy. I picked the chastity cage.
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