First time experiencing orgasm withholding [FM]

Y’all actually read my last post so here goes what happened next…

*Disclaimer: usually when I write stories I condense timelines for clarity. I didn’t do that when I wrote about our first interaction and I’m not going to here because I don’t feel I can tell a genuine narrative without it.*

I still don’t get fucked in this one. If you’re pissed you have to wait, welcome to the world of withholding.

I wrote about how I met the dude who would later introduce me to BDSM. He was a gem.

Essentially what you need to know at this point is that the first time we hooked he made me get off by rubbing myself against him. Then he got himself off even when I asked him to fuck me and told me he wanted me “deprived” the first time we had sex.

So… I get myself off several times a day. It’s a literal, diagnosed addiction. I usually wake up in the middle of the night to do it because I have a hard time sleeping without it.

After we hooked up, things were remarkably ordinary. We played chess, watched a few Ted Talks on my laptop, and fell asleep talking about the psychology behind riot mentality.

*”V, why did you include that?” I DO NOT KNOW. I just remember this time very clearly. It changed me a lot. I listened to different music, had cravings for very distinct foods, and kicked ass at work. Every single thing in my life came down to fucking him or distracting myself from fucking him.*

I woke up in the middle of the night with that specific craving and considered going to the bathroom to touch myself. However, there was a very real part of me that wanted to try this his way.

I guess I was tossing around because I heard him whisper, “What could possibly be wrong?”

*Mother fucker.*

“Nothing,” I mumbled. “You’re awake.”

“I don’t sleep.”

*Neither of us did actually. This would become an issue later when we would use our insomnia as an excuse to fuck.*

“I usually wake up and get myself off at night.”

He perked up. “Every night?”

“Essentially, yes. Is that weird?”

“I do too. I’ve never met anyone else who has to get off at night.”

*Lol, sex addiction.*

“How often do you get off?” I asked.

“Like ten times a day.”

“TEN?”

*That seemed pretty excessive but what did I know?*

“Well how often do you?” He asked.

“Like four or five. I don’t know.”

“That’s kind of a lot.”

*Says the man who compulsively masturbates.*

His voice darkened as he continued. “So this is really hard for you, huh?”

“Yes.”

He rolled over and pressed his body into mine and ran a hand down my body.

*And just like that I was wet.*

“Can I feel?”

*Hell yes! We are absolutely about to fuck, right?*

I gave him a nod.

He pushed me onto my back, climbed on top of me, and put a hand down my pants.

*I don’t usually describe people physically because I’m always really paranoid someone will recognize them, but it’s really hard not to harbor on how attractive this dude was. He was just a beautiful man and fucking huge. Muscles don’t really do it for me, but it certainly worked for him. Being manhandled is fun.*

*All that is to say it was fucking torture to look at him when we got sexual.*

He looks me in the eyes as he puts a hand in between my legs and tries to put two fingers in me. He has to start with one. I’m tight AF.

When he finally goes inside of me, I’m fucking melting. All of my muscles tighten around him and my stomach does a flip as an involuntary moan slips out.

“Fuuuuuck,” he says as he curls his finger up and pushes into me. “Are you always this tight?”

*No, asshole. It’s almost like someone told me I wasn’t allowed to get off so I have pent up energy.*

When he puts another finger in, it feels like I’m going to die if he stops. I am pathetically whimpering beneath him and am trying to articulate an argument to get this man to fuck me. I need it. I need it so badly.

“Please,” I cry.

He smiles. “I’m going to think of your face right now when I get off later. You’re struggling, huh?”

“It’s not funny. Please fuck me.”

“It’s kind of funny.”

“Please. You can do it how you like.”

He chuckles. “Now you’re *really* not ready for that.” He’s killing me. He’s not even moving his fingers back and forth. He’s just holding them inside of me. “You’re going to be so much fun to fuck. You’re so tight.”

“You can literally fuck me right now.”

He takes his fingers out of me and I suddenly gasp and whimper at the sudden emptiness. I might cry.

“Do you not want to? Are you not into this or something?”

He laughs and looks down so I follow his eyes.

*Ok, the dude is hard AF. That’s not the issue. Noted.*

“Ok,” I say. “Help me understand why we are not fucking right now.”

He laughs. “Have you ever been someone’s sub?”

*I read “50 Shades of Grey” once. Does that count?*

“Like an *actual* sub? People really do that?*

He laughs. “You’re cute, you know that? Yes V, people do that.”

“Ok…”

“I would like for you to trust me. It’s going to be fun.”

“What happened to your whole ‘I can’t get off without someone else getting off so I know they want it’ speech?”

He shrugged. “I already know you want it. My fingers are soaked.”

“Ok… so how long are you going to make me wait?”

“Until you’re so desperate you come harder than you ever have.”

“Oh, so denying me an orgasm for selfless reasons,” I said sarcastically.

His eyes darkened. “I’m denying you an orgasm because when you come around my dick that hard it’s going to feel better for me.”

*Fuck. That should not be hot.*

“And I’m the meantime you’re-“

“-Going to get off. In fact, you’re about to get me off.”

“Oh am I?”

“Yep, you’re about to suck my dick and then you’re going to think about it nonstop until it tortures you.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because you want to. I know a girl who loves sucking dick when I see one. I’m right, aren’t I?”

*The man is a psychic apparently.”

“Fuck you, dude.”

He shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

We lie back for al of three seconds before I broke. “Ok… I actually do want to suck your dick.”

I rolled over so I was on top of him and prepared to start kissing my way south but he grabbed a fistful of my hair and gave the most sadistic smile. “You think this is how I’m going to fuck your mouth? Really?”

*Fuck.*

“How do you want it?”

“Get on the floor and go down to your knees.”

I did and he stood over me and smiled for a while. He took himself out and stroked it for a while as he stared at me. “I like you on your knees, V.”

“Dude, just let me suck you off.”

He laughed. “You’re going to get desperate pretty quickly aren’t you?”

I opened my mouth but instead he just rubbed himself on my face. It was quite degrading.

*Fuck, it was amazing.*

“This is going to be hard. If it gets too much knock on bed, ok?”

I nodded.

NGL, he had a very large penis. This was going to be difficult.

“If you break eye contact I’m going to pull out and start again. Do you understand?”

I nodded.

Finally, he put himself in my mouth very, very slowly.

“Deep throat it and hold it like that.”

I elongated my neck and took him all the way in. It fucking hurt btw. He was huge.

*Bliss.*

He smiled when my eyes started watering. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now, V. And then you’re going to swallow. Afterwards you’re going to think of it nonstop and it’s going to torture you.”

I gave a small, affirming nod. He reared back and fucking slammed into my mouth. I almost choked he went so deep and hard. He grabbed the back of my head so I couldn’t pull away and slammed into me again.

*Holy shit.*

“Fuck, you’re good at this,” he moaned as he grabbed my head again and slammed it down. “You’re going to make me come so fast.”

*Good because I only have so many dick sucking superpowers.*

He slammed into me over and over until tears were running down my eyes but I didn’t knock on the bed or turn my eyes away. It was incredibly satisfying to watch him start to unravel.

“Fuck,” he cried as he continued to move my head. “Take it.”

He hit the back of my throat every time he slammed me down but he was going so hard I couldn’t even choke.

“I’m going to come in your mouth and you’re going to swallow it all. Don’t you dare look away as you do it either. I want to see your face as you swallow my cum.”

I gave a muffled moan as he slammed into me again. “Knock if it’s too much,” he told me.

*it wasn’t. I mean, it was but I wasn’t about to give him that satisfaction. Instead I just opened my throat and took him deeper almost as a challenge.*

“You love sucking dick, dont you?”

I nodded.

“You’d do anything to take it.”

I nodded.

“You’re going to swallow my cum, right?”

I nodded as he slammed into me again and finally came. “Swallow it all,” he demanded. As he pulled back, I opened my mouth so he could see the cum in my mouth and then swallowed in one gulp.

“Good girl.”

I wiped my mouth and smiled. “That was so hot.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it because that’s all you’re going to be thinking about it until I get you off. You’re going to think about how you took it.”

“You’re an asshole, you know that?”

He laughed and laid back in bed. I joined him, but the ache between my legs was getting to levels of torture.

“Please just let me get myself off,” I moaned.

“You think you’re desperate but you’re not. I, on the other hand, feel much better.”

*Mother fucker.*

I buried my head into my pillow in frustration and tried to think of boring caselaw. It was no use. I could literally think of nothing else but sucking his dick.

I fell asleep and had a dream he had me bent over the bed to fuck. I was building quickly in my dream as he thrust and told me to take it. I was very close to orgasm when I felt a hand shake me awake.

“You we’re getting close,” he smiled.

“Huh?”

“The sex dream you were having about me. You were getting close.”

I groaned. “Fuck you, asshole.”

“Were you sucking my dick?”

“I was bent over the bed. Want to try it?”

“You’re not desperate enough.”

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