I don’t know if this is the right place for this, but I’m feeling so horny and just want to describe how I treat myself when the time is right.
I love the feeling of being horny and being in need – I love every little bit about it. I love feeling the sensation of warmth and emptiness between my legs. I love how acutely aware I become of my clit, and how badly it needs to be touched. I love feeling [how wet I get](https://imgur.com/8fgs5oC), how sensitive I get, how *desperate* I get for pleasure.
So I try to feel it as acutely and intensely as I can, virtually all the time. I had the idea that if I held off from coming as much as I could, the feelings would intensify, and I would find myself being a great big ball of sexual energy, ready to explode.
And oh man, was I ever right. The sensitization that comes from holding off is something out of this world.
It used to be that only rarely did I get this worked up – only rarely did I feel so horny I could barely contain it… but not anymore. Now that I’ve started holding back, by the third day the feeling of pleasurable frustration and ache is there more often than not. By the end of the week, it’s so intense – so wonderful, that I almost lose my ability to think at all.
This is what I am aiming to stay at… but, I used to dread one thing above all else – when I got to this point, I would be so sensitive that I would touch my clit with just one finger and be moments away from coming in just a few seconds – I would close my eyes in ecstasy and drool and involuntarily moan and fight it… and then, the waves would crash over me of sheer, earth shattering [orgasmic pleasure](https://gfycat.com/gifs/detail/CorruptMistyJumpingbean) and relief as I felt my pussy contract down on itself and [squirt out](https://gfycat.com/gifs/detail/BreakablePlainKiwi) everything it saved up over the long, long build-up period.
And then…. nothing.
No ache, no horniness, no frustration, no desire to suck random guys off or act like a filthy slut. Just dull emptiness.
Until… I discovered the glory that is a [ruined orgasm](https://gfycat.com/gifs/detail/NastyPlumpCaecilian)…
Now, I have my ritual… when the horniness gets too much to bear, and I get overcome with lust… I find someone to talk me through it… and I beg. And I slip my index finger down between my legs, never any more than that.
And I slowly, *slowly* tease my sensitive clit. And I feel my orgasm building up so quickly, and yet so frustratingly. The amount of pleasure there is almost hard to describe.
And I allow myself to believe, to *really* believe that this time I’ll get to come… And I continue, with that tiny, itty bitty amount of stimulation, and push myself until I am about to scream from the sheer intensity of being so *fucking close to coming*.
And then go just one or two touches more than that, and sit on my hands.
And wait. For eternity – it feels so long. Far more pleasure than an orgasm ever could bring of feeling all that tension slowly, slowly slipping…all on its own, without any contact with my tortured, needy puss. Just, inevitably, inexorably continuing on its frustrating path.
And then, the sweetest part of all… My body starts reacting on [its own](https://gfycat.com/gifs/detail/PerkyNippyInchworm). In that moment of incredible stimulation, I can feel it, just like before, contracting on itself. I feel my juices dripping out. I shake involuntarily and cannot think. But… no release. No sense of satisfaction.
I stay exactly as horny as I was before – the only thing that’s changed is my sensitivity is back to where it was manageable. And then I start the whole cycle over again.
And this is the only way that I’ve had an orgasm for so long now that I can barely remember what it’s like to actually come….
And I couldn’t be happier.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/786qed/the_only_way_i_get_to_come_f_orgasm_denial_ruined
So hot!!
So fucking hot. I just started experimenting with ruined orgasms and they can be amazing. Definitely a fun thing to add to the sexual repertoire.
Wonderfull!!