“Wonderful to see so many of you here to celebrate this day. I want to tell you a story about two woman. Two woman you might know, who might not be a million miles away from where we stand today but I promised not to reveal any secrets so let’s call them Prim and Reed. Not their real names of course but perhaps they give some insight into their characters.
I won’t tell you much about their lives or their appearance. That is best left to your imagination but let’s just say they are woman of a certain age and they don’t like taking chances. They both found themselves sexually unsatisfied. Ironic when you consider they shared a fetish for orgasm denial.
Like so many they turned to the internet to service their needs. For a long time this was a solitary masturbatory pursuit. Each of them playing alone taking themselves to the brink over and over until the air around them smelt of desire and frustration.
In this heightened tormented state they began sharing their aching denied wetness with like-minded partners on a sympathetic website. On such a site Prim and Reed found each other. Although neither of them expected to find a proclivity for their own gender they did find their desires closely in synch.
The anonymous interaction drove them to ever greater acts of tease and denial. Intimately cruel acts with pillows, feathers vibrators and ribbons that they shared with each other. Daring each other to the whimpering dripping extremes of sadistic orgasm denial. The online relationship grew until they both felt guilty if one climaxed while the other still suffered.
Judgement perhaps impaired by sexual desperation and cruel skilled fingers delving between their own legs they decided to meet.
This is not the story of their first meeting but this is the story they told me of when things changed.
They met every six weeks or so. This was as much unrelieved teasing as either but could endure without it affecting their ability to function. The venue was a public swimming baths that Prim had access to after hours.
They met in the empty changing room after the pool was closed. They tossed a coin. Prim went first.
She undressed in front of Reed. Prims sensible cotton briefs peeled away from her sticky agitated sex. It had been six weeks of intense unrelenting teasing since she last had any relief. Her swollen vulva showed it, her pubic hair plastered wetly down against her damp skin. Her labia were prominent and puffy obscuring her engorged clit.
She trembled as she moved over to face the cold white tile wall of the changing room. She pressed her breasts to the cold tile. The odour of chlorine from the nearby pool mixed with the sweat and musk of her quivering needy body as she parted her legs.
Reed remained fully dressed but she rolled up the sleeves of her polyester blouse. Prim watched from the corner of her eye, head tilted. Her breathing quickened as Reed slowly rolled back her sleeves.
Prims whole body jerked as Reeds hand went between her legs from behind. Cold hard fingers pressing up into the soft wet flesh, parting the thick labia, moving to surround but not touch the clitoris.
The noises Prim made were not loud but they were frantic.
Reed held her hand perfectly still.
“Ready?” She asked. Her voice was dry. She coughed.
“Yes.” Said Prim. Barely a whisper “I can take six I think.
“You know you have to do twelve?”
Prim nods trembling. This is part of the game they planned. Reeds demeanour is not dominant. She is a partner here not a mistress. She keeps her hand pressed in place as Prim begins to hump her fingers with measured intensity.
Prim does all the work. Thighs pumping, rising up on tiptoes, breasts against the wall. Reed just holds her hand as still and steady as she can until Prim cries out.
“One!..ohh..I don’t know if I …ah….”
Reed immediately pulls her hand away leaving Prim shaking with frustration. After a moment Prim gets herself under control and nods to Reed. Reed places her hand back against the slick hot wetness.
Prim rides again until she can take no more.
“Two! Please please please…”
And again Reed removes her hand letting Prim recover then they start again.
“Three.. you have to let me..you..have to….”
This continues until they reach eight. By then Prim is almost sobbing. Her body shakes piteously.
“Do you want to come now?” Asks Reed. Of course Prim does but that isn’t really what Reed is asking and Prim knows.
“No..I..I can make it to twelve…i can…i’ll be good…i..just..just need a moment…”
Reed is excited by Prims resolve and her obvious oozing need. It mirrors her own. She knows she will soon be naked against the wall.
On twelve Reed leaves her hand in place for a count of two. Exactly what they agreed. Enough but also not enough. She watches as Prim writhes against the cold tile wall in a cruelly ruined orgasm. After so much teasing the ruined release is almost painful. It takes Prim a physical effort to keep her hands from between her legs. She makes noises like a wounded animal.
Then after a few trembling tearful moments as she adjusts to her feelings after the ruined orgasm she showers and dresses. Then it is Reeds turn.
There are some differences. Prim presses a finger to Reeds anus as well as pushing the heel of her hand to Reeds clit. That’s what works best for Reed. Reed is smaller and neater there than Prim. Tight dainty labia. She cannot take as much as Prim.
Reed ruins after nine edges. She pleads with Prim to hold her hands so she won’t touch herself in the messy shaking aftermath of the ruin. Prim gently holds the other woman’s hands until the tremors subside.
While Reed showers Prim mops the changing room wall clean.
They leave the pool building. Usually they don’t speak at all now. They arrange the next meeting on line. This time is different.
“Do you…uhh…do you want to get a coffee?” asks Prim suprisingly them both. It is a breach of their established etiquette. They never do this.
Reed hesitates.
“Aren’t you worried it might ruin what we have?” She asks but she is smiling.
Prim rolls her eyes at the terrible joke.
They get the coffee. The first of many and we all know what that led to and why we are all gathered here today…”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xnriah/wedding_speech_ffhumourorgasm_denial_kink