I'm only a few days into denial and I'm already losing my mind 😵‍💫😵‍💫 I spent hours yesterday edging and then today I woke up still hard and wet but I told myself I wasn't allowed to touch until I finished an important task... of course that didn't stop me from taking breaks to scroll reddit and grind my aching tdick into my chair in a way that only made me more desperate without giving me any relief. as soon as I finished my work I immediately got into bed and started rubbing hard, not even bothering to take off my boxers I was so desperate just to feel any friction on my dick... it was soo frustrating though, the dulled sensation almost made me want to cry but I couldn't take my fingers off my dick for long enough to undress until I had edged a few times. I usually like to tease myself with light touches but today I was so so so desperate that all I could do was frantically rub as hard and fast as I could. I had the house to myself which is rare so I could be as loud as I wanted... just hearing my own little whimpers and moans made me even more desperate. I was so needy I forgot to count the first few edges... I don't know how many it was, but definitely more than 5... so I guess I did 45 .... eventually it got to the point where I was laying in a puddle of my own wetness, almost sobbing and humping the air after every edge, digging my nails into my thighs to stop myself from touching. I did my favorite trick of putting tgel on my dick and I guess it was because the skin was already irritated from being rubbed so much but it burned even more than usual... I was sobbing into a pillow, begging no one to please please please make it stop. my cock was throbbing red and so sensitive afterwards... by the time I got near the end, each edge only took a few seconds and I had to stop for longer between them to cool down because any light touch would've sent me over the edge. I was at 38 when I heard my roommates get home, and I rubbed out the final 2 edges in quick succession just as they knocked on my door to ask me for something... I hurried to get my clothes on and had to stand there with my cock throbbing and my legs shaky and my cunt leaking into my boxers and pretend to be normal while holding a conversation with them as if I hadn't just spent the last few hours rubbing my aching denied cunt into a mess. I'm so proud of myself for edging so many times without accidentally going over... definitely a new personal record! maybe I should go for another 10 before bed tonight so I can wake up leaky and desperate tomorrow... how many times should I edge tomorrow? I don't think I can do this many again... 😵‍💫😵‍💫