We initially started getting to know each other as we shared an online community. She used a pen name, which I thought was cute, and we hit it off immediately. We are incredibly opposite people when it comes to views and beliefs, what motivates us etc, and she has helped me grow as a person immensely. It has been 2 and a half years now, we know everything about each other and talk regularly about life and family.

A few months in, our conversations began to get more heated. We learned about each other’s likes and dislikes in the bedroom, experiences, kinks, everything there was to know. This escalated our friendship, we began to sext and have phone sex, we shared photos, had video calls where we would stare at each other and smile as we edged ourselves closer and closer to orgasm. At this time in my life, I was oblivious to edging. I wanted to cum and i wanted to cum hard, every time. Unfortunately, after a couple months she was caught and a long cooling off period began.

Several months later, after accidentally flashing me while on video call in the bath, the spark reignited. It was like we never stopped, we were restricted with what we could do but we still found a way. I bought her a lush 3 (remote controlled vibrating toy) which we had huge amounts of fun with, especially while she slept. I loved the idea of keeping her on the edge for as long as possible, even risking the battery dying. Again, a cooling off period followed.

However, this time during times of cooling down we would still play games with each other such as giving the other a set of numbers before bed. These 3 numbers would correlate to the number of times we would edge, orgasm and the last was whether we included ass play or not. These were the only details that were given, we were each other’s random number generator. It was during these games that I found love in the torture of edging myself for her enjoyment.

Part 2 will follow with our current situation, thanks to anyone who reads this far 🫡