PART ONE

I have a confession, a month ago, when i locked my partner in chastity, and told him we were going to build his cum up in his balls until i could fuck it out of his boy pussy, i had every intention of building the pressure, teasing, edging, counting the days since he was last able to cum. But i got sick. And i forgot that he wasn't cumming. He didn't moan. A few times he reminded me how many days it had been, i would laugh and say, “i know, Im counting too!” But that was a lie. I had completely forgotten. Occasionally i let him have some late night edging sessions, listening to sissy hýp-no, but mostly i just asked him to finger me (with 5 fingers, in the shape of a ball if you catch my drift) and do the housework.
Fast forward, and i have some energy about me again, and i wanted to show him i care about his pleasure, so i suggested we try to peg the pent up load out of him. The denial period did the trick because he was extremely eager to take me up on that offer!

I thought we could start with a little edging session, something i would usually do for him quite regularly. We call it the stop go game.
I wank his cock until he's about to cum, then he very honestly tells me to stop just in time! Then i go again. The fun part is he's never sure how many times i will edge him before i ultimately ruin his orgasm and end the session (or sometimes allow multiple ruins) sometimes i do this with my pussy too! When im sloppy and loose and used, he can usually only last a few bounces (which is about all i can do on top anyway ☺️)
When i first started playing this game i let him think that on occasion i would see his orgasm through to completion, but i think he realises now i will always ruin them.

I love having control over his orgasms. I love his desperation for me, building as the days go by.

How many times do you count him saying stop?

How long could you last with your cock in Mommys hand (or between her oiled jugs?)

Enjoy darlings xx

And thanks again for your patience and unwavering support xxxx