The Long Awaited Orgasm… For Her

The last few days have been interesting, to say the least., thanks to my My Lady’s self-imposed orgasm denial. ML began to feel the effects of the denial very quickly. Within a day she was already beginning to feel her level of horniness rise… which, if you consider the fact that she regularly cums 4-5 times a day, going stir crazy after a day isn’t particularly abnormal. Not only was she going without orgasms, but she also deprived herself of any penetration whatsoever. No toys, no fingers, not even my tongue was allowed to enter her pussy. The combination of those two denials really got to her.

By Thursday, her sexual obsessions were continuing to build, as shown in this text she sent me:

I gotta find something to do in order to keep my mind off all this sex stuff!

Hell no!  🙂  ML was only beginning to experience what I have been feeling for almost a month now – a near constant and frenzied need for sex. True, she is almost always wet and wanting sex, but it’s a completely different thing when the need hits you. It was finally getting to her, and it was showing. All of those times I would kiss her passionately, or grind up against her in the kitchen as the kids ate breakfast… actions that normalyl made ML moan softly were now producing louder and louder moans accompanied by sort-of-whimpering noises. And when I would grab her hips from behind and simulate fucking her doggy style, she would ram her ass back into me and her body would begin to shudder; I could swear she was fighting off one of those spontaneous orgasms she has from time to time.

Because of her denial, my role briefly changed from pleasing My Lady to teasing her. I didn’t stop licking her pussy, but I did always stop just short of making her cum. I started to get really good at edging her; several times I stopped all stimulation juuuuuust as she began to warn me of her approaching orgasm. There were times she had to work hard to keep herself from going over the edge, I got her so close. I was a fast learner, apparently.

Tonight, a mere four days after begging her own trial of orgasm denial, she couldn’t take it anymore. I was licking her pussy on the couch, bringing her to the very edge of orgasm over and over. After a particularly intense sequence where I edged her three times in a row and held her there with gentle licks on her clit with only the tip of my tongue, she finally broke down. She said that she needed to cum real bad, and either she needed an orgasm right then or else she “might just cry.” I couldn’t have that! I asked My Lady to tell me to make her cum.

To give her credit, she wrestled with the decision. I could tell she wanted to push herself more. She wanted to go farther. But she couldn’t; she had reached her limit. She grabbed the back of my head, pulled me into her pussy, and ordered me to make her pussy cum. And that’s exactly what I did.

It didn’t take long for her to cum, and she came fucking HARD. As I felt her pussy spasm under my tongue, her legs squeezed around my head and she lifted her hips off of the couch. I didn’t stop licking her clit for a second, and her orgasm got even more intense as I continued. She was grunting and groaning loudly, trying hard to keep the sounds to a minimum but failing at the attempt. I waited for her orgasm to begin to subside so I could give her the other thing she was craving so badly.

She had the same idea as I did. “Finger my fucking pussy, God damn it,” she said through gritted teeth. My hand was already in position. I thrusted two fingers deep into her, spreading her pussy open wide for the first time in days. Her eyes shot open wide and she cried out. I felt her pussy squeezing me almost immediately, and it gripped me even harder as I began to thrust in deeper. She was cumming, flying head first into one of the most intense orgasms I have ever witnessed. Her face flushed a deep red as her orgasm started. Her body crunched up, abdominal muscles flexing as wave after wave of climax crashed into her body. Her eyes were having trouble focusing steady on any one thing; her eyes with would lock with mine for a second before flying around wildly, nearly rolling back as the power of her orgasm pushed her to the edge of consciousness. Then, when an extremely intense shock of pleasure hit her, she actually stopped breathing for about thirty seconds. I had to remind her to keep breathing, although I’m not even sure she was able to hear me at all. Nevertheless, I held her tight and kept whispering “I got you” in her ear over and over, letting her know she was safe to take the ride as high as she wanted to.

Eventually, I could see it in her eyes that she was coming down. I smiled as I looked into her eyes and kissed her. She barely kissed me back, most of her energy drained by the massive orgasm she had just endured. Her eyes were drowsy and she was yawning over and over, her body fighting to catch her breath. It was absolutely AMAZING. I was so happy that she was able to experience such an intense orgasm, especially after waiting for it for so long (at least, in her opinion).  😉

So, overall, the female orgasm denial experiment went pretty well, I think. ML handled the denial like a trooper, only giving in after I pushed her pretty hard. And damn, was that orgasm worth it! I hope she feels the same way I do and is willing to try this again in the future. Definitely not for a while, though; she needs time to recover from this!!!

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