Hello fellow Redditors, I brought you a bit of a story, there will be no sexy pictures just a sum of my experience and feelings over the last 6 months…

So about 7-8 months ago I moved to Brazil from Central Europe, I moved not because of any majestic reasons, I simply just had enough, I worked 12-24 hour shifts in last 18 years and once I saved up enough to comfortably retire I decided to just do it, or at least take an extended vacation of at least a year or two… I made some lovely friends and was introduced to many new concepts such as wearing a bikini in January and still feeling hot!

And that truly is one of the biggest changes, I feel comfortable, I feel sexy. I don’t feel weird going on my daily run in just a sports bra as a top, I just learned to embrace spending 90% of my life in a bikini and feeling good about it. To be clear I never thought I was ugly, but being undressed like that, like it was so normal just felt wrong.

The other change is arguably at least as significant, and it is as the title of the post says my run in with denial… before being “denied” only happened to me as a result of really bad sex… Now, it is so much more than that. I made a friend who introduced me to and eased me into the concept of this beautiful circle of ever increasing feelings called edging and denial.

To be honest I was hesitant at first, and even very angry after the first few sessions, now… I just don’t even wanna live without it. It’s really strange, at first she needed to be very careful to make sure that I don’t cum, now she pushes me and I’m the one fighting with all my willpower and strength to stay denied.

The reality is that being denied just makes my life so much more fun and bubbly… and I know I’m very unique space right now where I afford not to work for a few years and truly experience what I can only describe as a continuous state of longing and feeling so sexy for sometimes no apparent reason. Now, the reality is that we don’t play or edge every day. I mean don’t get me wrong I have my fair share of struggles rather often and sometimes for what feels like an eternity without a break. But still some days I just go to the beach, surf or work at local bar and there’s absolutely no edging involved… although sometimes the frustration itself can make me start dripping like a broken faucet, especially if I get a few compliments. Yeah that’s a thing somebody says that I have lovely eyes and I might just lose control over my downstairs area.

It really just feels like I’m constantly turned on and at the edge of leaving a puddle under myself. It’s so strange, yet so lovely. If you were to ask me now, I might just say that I never want to cum again… I just wanna be teased to oblivion! It’s such an amazing feeling, I feel so great, so alive, so sexy every time a little glistening starts appearing down there… and to fair that’s very often as I can confidently say that these days it doesn’t take much!

But now I’m just rambling so instead I’ll just stop and thank you for reading about my experience. And I hope you don’t feel like it was a waste of time.

Great day to you all!