Hi all. I'm continuing my streak of making posts that are on the intersection of edging and not touching at all. Today I had my first handsfree orgasm, and it was the most magical sexual experience I have ever had.

I was on a 6 day no touch streak, and I was having a particularly horny morning. 3 hours straight of staying hard, not touching, getting teased by strangers, and leaking my brain away in my underwear. The horny brain fog I had from staying untouched was so intense that I could barely think straight. I had trouble chatting and constantly was making typos. Every sentence was a challenge.

And then u/AdEfficient5506 messaged me. We had already had a teasing session the day before, which left me hard and leaking and craving for more. And I finally got what I wanted.

He sent me a picture of his cock and made me stare at it. This got me hard immediately, and he teased me the entire time. Saying just how much power his words had over my cock. And it was true. They bypassed my brain and went immediately to my dick, making it throb and leak completely without my control.

And then he made me stimulate myself. But I don't want to touch... How will I do that? By clenching. Clenching on all fours. Clenching on my stomach, my sensitive head rubbing against the rough carpet. Clenching on my back. Humping the air, hips leaving the floor. All this, combined with three prior hours of stimulation, was sending me insane. I was on the verge of drooling.

And then he made me get naked and get in bed, to clench against the bedsheet. But in my horny daze, I was so careless that I pinned my bedsheet under myself. This led it to be so tight that I didn't even notice how close I was.

So I clenched. And clenched again. And again. And on the fourth clench, I felt the floodgates unlock. My body went limp, my phone nearly fell out from my hands onto my face, and I spurted a load onto my tummy.

I was in shock. I cummed without permission. I felt guilty. I felt ashamed. I felt angry that I lost my 6 day streak so quickly. I was planning to go for months.

And then, as I talked to him, he told me how hot it was. He wasn't mad. He was around. He sent me a picture of his hard dick. Telling me just how hard my HFO made him. And my poor dick, so tired and spent, twitched again. It would have gotten hard if it could.

I'm still laying in bed, the euphoria from my HFO washing over me. I never want to touch or cum normally again. This is the way. This is my future. God, it's so fucking hot.

And despite my orgasm, the horny brain fog didn't go away. I crave more...