I [M] just edged for over two hours. I’ve never felt so incredible.

I’m still in shock, but the title says what it says. I’ve never done something like this. I can be a bit indulgent, but I’ve never even come *close* to this. I hope you enjoy reading about my experience almost as much as I loved having it. For reference, I’m a man in my late twenties, about 5’9″, pretty fit, with a cock that’s just above average. And I am a hedonist.

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I have a really simple morning planned out. My partner will leave for work a little after 8:00, then I’ll have a smoke, play a game, and treat myself to a nice long edging session with my prostate massager (I figured 30 minutes, tops) before logging onto my work laptop around 10:00. It’s going to be an easy day anyways. I feel the weed pleasantly cloud my brain a little as I finish my first game, and I’m getting really horny. I decide to switch gears — jerk off now, and maybe play one more game before work. I take another deep hit from my vape and start to feel a dull emptiness in my ass. It’s that ecstatic ache that grows more intense as you get harder. I’m chasing that feeling of being lost in sensations, and of being blissfully *full*. As I slide my toy into my ass and sink into my chair, my mind starts sinking into hedonistic lust.

When I’m like this, nothing gets me more turned on than watching a total slut get drunk on sex. So I pull up a favorite hentai series. It’s 3 episodes, each under 20 minutes. I figure if I push myself, I can edge for all 3 episodes and have a great orgasm at the very end. Grinning at my plan, I greedily take another hit. I’m not really thinking at this point. I’m already rocking on my toy, imagining the pleasure awaiting me.

I’m completely rigid in the first few minutes. I spread a little lotion on my cock and start gently pumping. WIth my hips grinding on the massager, every stroke pushes my head further into the clouds. I haven’t even turned the vibrator *on* yet and I’m leaking precum. Already I’m thinking that I’ve never had a session this good. I focus on keeping my ass open and relaxed, and the sensations intensify. The thought of having a hard cock filling me up gets me harder, and I imagine having one in my mouth too as I stick my tongue out. The first episode is nearly done, and my mind is fixated on that fullness, awash in that slutty craving for *more, more, more!* Still rocking, still stroking, I dip two of my fingers in my precum and — for the first time ever — put them in my mouth. I make sure to lick all of it off. It’s salty, but I don’t gag. It tastes like sex. Sweaty, musky, all-consuming *sex*. I grind even harder onto my toy, savoring the way it stretches me.

The second episode starts with a debauched FFFM foursome. My cock feels hard at the thought of being that man. My ass aches at the thought of being one of those women. I take one more hit and know that I’m starting to get lost in the pleasure, just like I planned. I decide it’s time to turn the vibrator on and take things up a notch. It’s set to a quick rhythmic pulse that fills my brain with fantasies of cock. I apply a little more lotion, relax my ass, and keep stroking. Waves of pleasure ripple out with every pulse, and every tug of my cock is sensational. I’m watching a woman lose her mind to sex. She’s trying to fight it, but it feels too good. She needs more, and I do too. I’m deep in that slutty headspace, and I want to feel like sex is all there is; like fucking and being fucked are my entire world.

As the third episode starts, I crank the vibrator up to its highest setting. My cock softens while adjusting to the new intensity. I haven’t lost the erection, but I’m somewhere between 50% and 75%. I’m not worried; I’ve been at this for almost 40 minutes, and my body is getting a little tired. I know from experience how to get hard again. I just have to focus on my pleasure and stop chasing the orgasm. I gently arch my back, pushing more weight onto my hips as I relax my ass around the vibrating massager once more. I bite my lip, let out a moan, and steadily stroke my cock, slowly coaxing the blood back into it. My hand is slippery with precum. It’s nearly the end of the episode by the time I’m back to full mast.

Since I’ve only just gotten myself hard again, I feel like my buildup has been cut a little short. I want to cum with my ass full and my cock hard as a rock. Now that I have it, I don’t want to cum just yet. Without giving it any thought, I hop back to my favorite scene in the second episode. It’s only a few extra minutes. As my eyes roll back with ecstasy, I listen to the sounds of the woman cumming and moaning, until her mind finally breaks and she embraces herself as a slut. I realize I’m perfectly balanced on the edge: I’m 90% of the way to orgasm, twitching and moaning with delight, but completely in control. I won’t cum until I want to. As that realization sets in, I begin to get greedy. Oh so greedy! I’ve never pushed my mind to a place like this, and I’m not about to let it go. Rocking, stroking, moaning, I can feel my carnal urges pushing to consume all the space in my brain.

What I find hotter than anything else is someone being utterly consumed by sex. Not just animalistic fucking, but the blissful insanity of someone who *chooses* to become drunk with desire; someone feeling so good that they’ll surrender completely just to keep it going. That’s where I am now. I spread my legs and push against the desk, pressing myself hard onto the vibrator. The scene finishes, and I decide to just loop it. I don’t feel like interrupting anything. In my mind, I can imagine a man’s cock filling my ass and I shudder. I imagine another one being pushed down my throat, and wet lips around my own. I picture being a hungry, tireless slut with an ass and a throat for fucking.

The scene loops again. I want to be fucked good. I want to cum. *I want to cum so bad but I can’t say no to this feeling*. The scene loops again. The thought of being stuck on this edge is intoxicating. My brain is melting. The scene loops again. How can every stroke still feel so good? How is my cock so wet? I imagine cumming just from having my ass fucked. The scene loops again. I start changing the scene from time to time. I imagine a man filling my asshole with his cum. I imagine cumming at the same time as him and clenching his cock as he orgasms. The scene loops again. I think I’m moaning, but I don’t know. My hands and my hips seem to be moving automatically, like my whole body only wants one thing: *more sex*. The scene loops again.

Eventually, some part of my brain remembers that time is passing and I have other things to do today. With some reluctance, I resolve that it’s time to cum. I pick up the pace of my strokes and mentally focus on the pulses of my vibrator. *How is the battery still running?* I’ve been riding this edge for so long I’m almost not sure what to do. But I’m persistent, slowly pushing closer and closer to that line. The pleasure is so intense, like fire radiating out from my groin. My mind sharpens toward a single thought: I need to cum. Nearly every muscle tenses as the pressure builds inside of me, and it just. Feels. So. Damn. Good. This orgasm is the only thing that matters. When it finally arrives, I yell in ecstasy and erupt.

I sit there panting heavily for a couple minutes. My chair is soaked in sweat. I’m covered in my own cum. The haze in my brain slowly starts to lift, and I glance at the clock, realizing that I must have started sometime between 8:30 and 9:00. I wonder how long it’s been? I did loop the video a few times, after all. And so when I finally see the time, I laugh out loud with depraved surprise.

It’s ***10:55***.

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I hope you enjoyed! I kept getting hard as I wrote this. My ass is aching again. I may need to indulge one more time before the day is over…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ptdzw5/i_m_just_edged_for_over_two_hours_ive_never_felt