Surviving No Nut November as Enforced by [M]y [W]ife – Recollections of Week 2

*Before beginning, I would like to thank the kind stranger who gilded the* [*original post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yslbdv/surviving_no_nut_november_as_enforced_by_my_wife/)*. Here’s hoping that this week lives up to and exceeds the standard of the first week.*

*As before, the primary erotic content of this post are a series of selected entries from a journal I’ve maintained since November 3 of this year as ordered by my wife at the start of this No Nut November she has enforced upon me (consensually). There will be a few updates below, but if you want to get right to the smut, scroll till you see hashtags.*

**A Life Update**

Since beginning this journey, my mental health has greatly improved, this last week in particular. Apologists of self-imposed NNN would likely tell me that this is a result of masturbating less; those critics fail to realize the larger context as provided in the original post, as well as the facts and circumstances of the last week, of which you will all soon become aware. Anyway, I’ve come to several realizations about myself, my relationship with my wife, and our relationship with sex. Without spoiling the content below, suffice it to say I feel like good things are on the horizon. Additionally, I would highly recommend to those who find themselves in a similar situation in their relationship, that they should journal as well, and share that journal with their partner (consensually). I feel it has made a great deal of difference, and as you may read in the entries below, perhaps you will all see it too.

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**Journal Entries – Week 2**

*November 10, 2022 – 10:06am*

I’m honestly feeling so sad, so touch starved, and so horny that all I really want right now is to cuddlefuck you until we’re both exhausted and then we just sleep intertwined.

*November 10, 2022 – 4:01pm*

Every time you walk into the bedroom [I work from home in our bedroom] my heart starts racing out of the hopes you’ll have some orders for me of a sexual nature. Or perhaps that you’ll walk in, pull down your pants, and command me to start devouring you.

Alas, this is never the case so far, and it’s devastating.

*November 10, 2022 – 4:09pm*

Ugh, now I’ve seen a TikTok about riding and all I want right now is for you to tie me up and use me. Ride my face. Ride my cock. Do whatever you want, just make use out of your fucktoy. Please.

*November 10, 2022 – 7:36pm (Excerpts from a silly dirty poem for my wife)*

… I will try not to masturbate While I think of the next date

That will be able to devour For many many an hour

That sweet and luscious nectar Which drips into your fabric collector

From that delightful and delicious sex Without whose taste I am all a vex.

I cry and shout That all I want is to eat you out!

*November 11, 2022 – 1:02pm*

It made me feel so horny, so hot, and so appreciated to lay here half naked while we watched Dead to Me and you simped over me… …I’m anxiously awaiting payback for the time I left you tied up, remote controlled vibrator in, TV show on, and then quizzed about it [the TV show] later [RCV still inside]. I’m sure you don’t want to pay me back for having tortured you so.

*November 11, 2022 – 3:16pm*

…I’ve been reading smut all day—

Just thinking of all the fun things we can do. Right now all I want is for us to get make and to kiss and touch every last inch of you.

*November 12, 2022 – 11:39am*

I look forward to the day that we own a kitchen with an island. Not only will it make it easier for me to cook, I can also bend you over it, spank you, and fuck you over it. I could also put you up on it, lap you up, and devour your pussy.

*November 12, 2022 – 12:51pm*

I’m feeling hormonally feral… …I want to tie you up— kiss and caress every inch of your body, devour and finger your pussy till you’re desperate, and then I want to fuck your brains out. I want to make your brain melt from my sexual ministrations upon you.

*November 12, 2022 – 1:13pm*

I really want you so badly right now. No, I need you right now. I’m lusting for you so hard. My member aches and throbs at the thought of your beauty and your sexy nakedness and your touch.

I want you before me, naked now, to claim as my own and to do with as I please.

To make sweet love with you and to make you my own personal fuck toy.

I want you. I long for you. I ache for you. I need you.

*November 12, 2022 – 6:11pm – an entry from my wife*

The imagery of being spanked and fucked over a kitchen island is… something I’ll be pondering today… …I just want to be spanked until my ass is bruised and fingered and fucked.

*November 12, 2022 – 9:55pm*

I want to push you against the fridge, pin you to it, your arms above your head, and make out and rail you.

*November 13, 2022 – 11:27am*

Every time you spank my cock and balls, I am filled with ecstasy and agony, my cock leaks out precut, and I am driven mad by your touch.

*November 14, 2022 – 11:23am*

My legs are shaking and clapping together from how badly I want to touch myself… …I’m so desperate for you right now, I just want you in my lap, naked, so I can just tease you and passively fuck you, and then bend you over y desk and rail you.

I crave your pussy lips— both their taste and the sight of them.

Oh fuck! You’ve just walked in while I’m writing this entry and my heart is racing and my dick is throbbing just knowing you’re near.

*The evening of November 14, 2022, my wife ordered me to masturbate for 5 minutes every hour until she got home, no cumming or ruining. There are several entries from those hours, excerpts from which are as follows.*

I just finished my first 5 minutes for this hour and fuck. I had to stop myself every couple of strokes to make sure I didn’t lose control. It’s a good thing the house is empty, because everything is so sensitive down there I made noise: I moaned.

I took deep breaths to keep myself from going over the edge and to prevent myself from ejaculating or having a ruin. Fuck, I don’t know how I’m gonna do this again… …Maybe if I employ the cock ring, it’ll be easier to keep myself from going overboard?

…Had to get my second time in while cooking and on the phone with you—

It was challenging and maddening: My hand over my sweats. The cock ring on (no power) Your voice on the other end of the line, beautiful, sexy, and sweet.

*screaming noises*

Now [as I’m writing this], you’re across from the table at me and you’re whispering “you’re whipped” and being hot…

*November 15, 2022 – 1:08am*

[We had a very intense make out session in the shower that night, what follows are some thoughts after that event which include descriptors.]

Everything about it was perfect. Every single moment. It sparked joy. It felt good and satisfying. For a moment in time, my drive had begun to feel satisfied— and with it my joy increased.

It was so hot. Fuck and it felt so good… …it was both an incredibly healing and arousing makeup session… …gave the vibes of a really hot and well done sex scene in a movie.

…Also— did I feel alone in how natural it felt for our genitals to have aligned in the way that they did as we ground up against each other during that makeup session? It felt so natural and like the pieces of a perfect fit. So intimate, so gentle, so feral, and so perfect.

*November 15, 2022 – 1:20pm*

You flashed me during my meeting— it was so hot and one of my horny dreams come true. It also made me feel so sexy and so loved.

*November 15, 2022 – 9:44pm – After another intense shower make out session*

Fuck, that shower just now was great. Another good brush up of our genitals and such smooth action of our lips as we borrowed breaths under the crashing wanters of the falling rain.

…If this is my sex life for the rest of my days, I will die a happy and grateful man. The intimacy and emotion connection during these two make out sessions has given me so much joy and peace.

*November 16, 2022 – 8:39am*

I just saw a TikTok about a woman feeling possessive of her lover’s cum. Is that how you feel this month?

That you possess me and my cum? That at the end of all of this, will you want it because you’ve controlled it? Because you feel you’ve earned it?

Either way, I accept and submit to it. I am so entirely yours.

**Final Note for This Week’s Post**

The journal by no means ends on November 16. That being said, the volume of content within the journal for November 16 – 18 is so great, that I think it warrants its own post. But suffice it to say, there’s a lot more steamy and horny desperate content to come. So stay tuned, and thank you for your patience.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z2wk2y/surviving_no_nut_november_as_enforced_by_my_wife

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