Teasing - Blog Posts
Friday funnies.
Her audition is going well.
Proper lingerie
Bob's Girls Go Department Store Shopping
Lessons for the ladies on how to get your way.
Stacy rocks her sweater dresses! Everyone around is instantly aroused and both of our egos swell instantly, along with the visible lumps in the jeans of every guy who sees her. I love my sexy seductive wife!
Iām looking to get into some trouble š
Especially small and medium!
Get me a drink I said. She got some juice instead š¦š
First set of boob pics let me know what you guys think and as always feel free to spread my wife
āI donāt want permission.ā
āYou mean you donāt want to cum? Like, ever?ā
āNo! No. Iām not saying that.ā
āWell what do you mean then? Cause if that IS it, I can lock you up right now and throw away the keys.ā Her lips curved into an evil smile.
āHey, settle down.ā He laughed off her comment, even as his cock throbbed in his panties.
āIām saying that I donāt want you to give me permission to cum. I want to be pushed so far that it just happens. Tease me, edge me, tell me not to. Iāll hold back as much as I can, for as long as I can. But eventually itās going to be too much and Iāll lose control.ā
āAh, ok. I see now. Mmm, probably going to be ruined then.ā
āI knowā¦ā
āWell itās already been 19 days. I was planning to let you cum tonight, actually.ā
A small groan escaped his mouth. He felt the fabric of his panties stretch as his cock pulsed again. He thought about good it would feel to cum inside his wifeās tight pussy. For a moment he was conflicted, he was enjoying their denial play. But he was also very much ready to release his frustration. His balls had started to ache, his cock was getting more sensitive by the day. His doubts were quickly put aside though, as his wifeās hand gently caressed his cock and balls.
āI wasnāt planning to let you cum anytime soon anyway.ā
Her gentle caress began tighten, his balls being squeezed by her delicate fingers, until her husband sank to his knees.
āBeg for it. Beg to be denied until you canāt take it, until your body betrays you, until you lose control and release without permission. Knowing full well that youāll be punished for it. Literally setting yourself up for failure, for pain and humiliation. Beg me, and maybe Iāll give you what you want.ā
He could barely stand the pain of her squeezing, let alone form a coherent sentence. But he had to try.
āIā¦.pleā¦pleaseā¦.Iā¦needā¦..ahhā¦.fuckā¦.pleaseā¦.ā
She smiled, as she felt herself becoming wet from his suffering. Her mind started to wander to what she should do with him for the rest of the evening. Her hand loosened, just enough to allow him to speak.
āThank youā¦thank you Mistress. Please deny me more. Please donāt let me cum, make me ruin myself for you. Push me past my limits, and punish me for not being able to handle it. Please.ā
His wife felt a wave of arousal course through her body, like an electric current. Her husband always enjoyed playing the submissive, but when he really got into like this it helped her connect to her dominant side. As a loving wife, she truly wanted to make him happy, to give him what he wanted, what he needed.
āGood boy.ā
She pulled him up off his knees by his hair. Pushing him onto their bed and immediately mounting his face. She moved her panties to the side and pulled his head up, he began to obediently lick her soaking pussy.
She closed her eyes, letting herself completely relax into his worship of her. She held his head in place by his hair. His neck strained, but he didnāt dare complain or stop eating his Mistressās perfect pussy. He could feel his cock begin to leak precum. His wife began to rock back and forth, her orgasm quickly building.
He knew she was close. He could feel her grip tighten in his hair, her muscles clenched, her moans got louder. She used him, exactly as he had always dreamed of, and she came hard on his tongue. He continued to gently lick her as she calmed down, having collapsed onto the bed exhausted by the intensity of her orgasm.
āThatās enough.ā
She pushed his head from between her legs. Looking down at the tent in his pink silk panties, she smiled. A single finger trailed along his shaft, up the the head, making him groaned and twitch. She laughed at the wet spot his precum had left.
āPleaseā¦ā His breathing was heavy. His need, obvious.
āYou want some attention? I think I can give you a little. I think youāve earned it. But firstā¦ā
His wife revealed restrains from under the bed, which she quickly attached to his wrists. She kissed his lips, passionately, and then trailed her lips down his body. Pulling his cock from his panties, she took the entire length into her mouth. Her eyes locked on to his, as she felt him throb and leak for her. She let his cock fall from her mouth, spit and precum dripping over it. Her hand began gently stroking him, as she watched his face contort in pleasure.
āDoes that feel good, slave?ā
āFuck. Yes. Yes Mistress. Thank you. Thank you so much.ā
His arms pulled against the restraints, as he squirmed under her manipulations. She lowered her head, licking the head of his cock. It was sensitive, so sensitive. He began to moan, and squirm more, unable to handle the sensation of her tongue on his tip. She smiled as she continued torturing him. Giving him the teasing that he so desperately had begged for.
Her husbandās moans got louder, but she didnāt let up. He tried thrusting his hips up, trying to get more of his cock in her mouth. But she kept his hips pinned to the bed. She kept licking, until he began to beg for mercy.
āPlease! Please! I canāt. I canāt take it. Itās too much. Please let me fuck your mouth!ā
Her hand surrounded his heavy, full balls. She squeezed tightly, making him yell out in pain.
āExcuse me? You think you get to fuck my mouth?ā
She squeezed even tighter.
āAhhh! Please! Please! Iām sorry! Fuck! Please!!!ā
āYou selfish, naughty, little slut. Have you forgotten whoās in charge here?ā
Her free hand wrapped around his throat as she continued crushing his balls. He was caught between conflicting sensations, one of pain and the other of blacking out. Just as everything was getting dark, both hands released him.
As her husband gasped for air, she placed her vibrator against her clit. She watched him look around, still dazed and in pain. Only seconds later, her second orgasm of the night came over her.
Thankful for my amazing wife on this Valentineās Day, and extra thankful for her indulgence of my need for chastity/tease and denial today too! Iām a very lucky man. š
Tried to post this yesterday. With a picture. Not sure how everyone else gets past the nudity rules, but thank God you do! Lol
Better Left A Fantasy
I came across a post on Tumblr the other day that brought me back to this thought. The post was from a manās blog, he was talking about how he was never going to fuck his wife again because he was loyal to a woman here on Tumblr. The concept was very hot. The idea of submitting to a younger more dominant woman, and sacrificing physical intimacy with his wife; quite an extreme within the world of femdom. At least in my opinion. Extreme, because realistically, morally, I find the idea absolutely terrible. To abandon a spouse for another person, to ignore their physical and emotional needs to fulfill your own lustful fantasies and fetishes. Absolutely disgraceful.
Yet, within the realm of fantasy, that level of taboo. That level of it being so wrong. Makes it hotter.
A few years ago my wife and I explored the concept of open marriages. Multiple partners. Cuckolding type scenarios. The fantasy was always hot, and to an extent the reality was too. But I found that it was too much of an emotional strain. I found that my beliefs about marriage and loyalty and monogamy outweighed my fetish about sharing my wife. It was, better left as a fantasy. One that we still role play with toys often enough! Lol.
Everyone has different moral codes. Different levels of what is ok or what is too far. What is better left as a fantasy for me, might be absolutely fine with another person. Just makes me think about how varied peopleās limits are within this kinky and complicated world we all share. Exploring is healthy, finding what is right for you and your partner is healthy, just keep in mind that some things might be better in your mind than in reality.
Should I edge in the bathroom at work? š¤
Iām in the mood. In the mood to submit. In the mood to worship. In the mood to be in panties, on my knees, begging for a pegging. Iām in the mood to please a woman. To make her cum, over and over again. In the mood to beg for denial. To feel her teasing touch. To know that itās too much, but to deal with it anyway. Iām just, in the mood, ya know?