For the past three days, I’ve had a single thought swimming in my head, one that causes my heart to race and my body feel flushed. It’s the thought that has had me teasing myself every chance I get. Whether it’s running my fingertips across the denim fabric of my jeans to tempt my swollen cock throughout the day, causing it to twitch with every lazy stroke. Or when it’s the skin on skin in bed at night, my left hand inside my boxer briefs continuing the luscious torment of bringing myself to the edge of exploding but holding it back.
There is nothing I want more than to shoot off pent up ropes of cum, to allow my cock to throb uncontrollably, feel its thickening under the tight grip of my hand, and erupt. Even now, as I write this to share, I often take a little break to carry on my play. A thumb and index finger, my shaft clenched in-between, rhythmically running up and down towards an inflated glans. And God, if I’m not careful I’ll lose control. But I have not and will not.
I’m saving it all for when my thoughts become a reality. I’m saving it all for you, baby girl. So, here’s what’s going to happen… what’s going to free me to become the carnal animal I want to transform into.
My thought is all about pleasing you. Tonight, I want you to have a bath. Turn the lights off because the tea candles are lit and just let the warmth of the water envelop your delightful naked body. Relax and let go of all the tension and stress trapped inside. And when you start to feel your pulse slow down and your thoughts quieten down that’s when I want you to start to warm yourself up for what I have planned for you. Let a meandering hand trace the curves of your breast, feeling the smoothness of your clammy skin. Close your eyes and visualise anything you want, perhaps they are my hands all over you, but continue to explore until you feel your nipples start to harden.
Run listless circles around your areolas, getting nearer and nearer to brushing directly against your nipples. Take your time, enjoy the feelings that will start to course through you. Flick them. Rub them. Pinch them. Do whatever you want so that the heat growing in your loins becomes unbearable.
And when it does get more comfortable and spread your legs. By now I know you will be wet, your sweet juices mixing with the warm water. Send your palms south, through the water. Caress your way down your stomach to your inner thighs. Up and down, applying pressure with every stroke. And with your thumbs I want you to start grazing the outskirts of the fleshy outer lips. Don’t rush anything, babygirl. Savour every up and down and let your index finger join in on the teasing. If your juices are flowing how I know they will be you’ll be able to tell.
Go for the inner lips, a finger from each hand on each side. Again, up and down. Breathe deeply. Think of all the things you like being done to you. Think about how hot and bothered you’re getting and how your clit is getting engorged with blood from your arousal. Keep going baby. Imagine my mouth on one of your nipples while I pinch the other tightly, my tongue running circles round and round, lapping hungrily. My moans sending vibrations into you. Imagine me pulling away and whispering into your ear, “Make yourself cum now.”
Do it how you want. Tease your clit with two fingers while burying another two in inside you. Tease your little asshole. I want you working yourself into a frenzy so all I can hear from the bedroom is the splashing of water. Get on your knees in the tub if you must or stand up. It doesn’t matter. All you need to know is that you need to make yourself cum before anything else happens tonight. You need to have that pussy warmed up.
If it helps, know that I’m lying in bed. Wearing the tight block boxer-briefs that you like. I’m, of course, hard. I haven’t cum in days and have been doing nothing but tormenting myself.
Just like I am right now. Running my fingertips over the soft material at speed along the entire length of my shaft and to the head. I’m aching in bed as I hear the sounds coming from the bathroom, my heart thumping harder and harder, causing a chain reaction with my stroking. God, I can feel myself thickening so bad. I can feel the veins pulse against my fingers.
And that’s when you walk back into our bedroom.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/geo75b/edging_thoughts_part_1_mfstraight