As a brief background - I've played online with denial before, but it's been mostly solo with a bit of chatting. I'm married, but my husband isn't super kinky and has a lower sex drive, but we have an open relationship so playing with people online is just fine, to the point my husband teases me about having filthy Reddit conversations. I'm playing with someone I found on Reddit, and I've handed over all control of my orgasms. I've been denied around a week now, and the desperation to cum is really setting in.

It was my husband's birthday yesterday and we had the day off together. I woke up horny - no surprise there - and we got on with our day. We went in the kitchen to do the household chores, and I was that turned on you could see my hard nipples through my t-shirt. We needed to order some things from the grocery shop, so I went to order them on my phone for delivery. I was stood bending forwards over the counter slightly, leaning on my arms with my ass stuck out, partly just to get his attention. He came up behind me and started to play with my nipples as I moaned and squirmed. He laughed at me, telling me that I was clearly too stupid to manage to do this job and started to spank me. It was fairly gentle, but i moaned every time he made contact and I could feel myself soaking my panties. He laughed as his hand went down and started stroking between my legs, with a "you know your trousers are wet and I've not.even done anything?" He started to stroke in-between my legs, stopping, going over my nipples and then back between my legs as I pushed against him and moaned. He pushed up between my legs as I started to grind on him and then he rubbed me to an edge over my trousers, left me gasping and told me to finish what I was doing.

Later on that evening, I was messaging sir while my husband was in the shower. He told me to rub Nd edge my pussy while I pleaded with him over text to let me cum. I edged about 6 times, and by the end of it my pussy was so swollen walking everywhere felt like a tease, and my underwear was soaked. I could feel my brain just turning into denied desperate mush. Towards the end. I forgot to address sir properly and was put on no touch for the rest of the day, so I was walking around with a desperate pussy

A lot later, when id calmed down a little I went for a shower. I came downstairs in the shortest thing I had that I could still pass off as sleepwear, hoping to get my husband's attention - the rules I agreed with sir said that any contact with my husband was allowed, I was not allowed to beg for an orgasm (or beg him not to make me cum), but orgasms would be punished. I tried a few times to get his attention unsuccessfully while I could feel my pussy throbbing and leaking. After an hour or so, he noticed my bare ass and started to squeeze it, and I knelt up to give him better access. He played with my ass a little and then his hands slid between my legs, teasing me by stroking my thighs and then my desperate pussy. He carried on doing this until I was shaking with muscle strain and need. I got up and walked over to him and he continued to gently stroke my pussy, brushing over my clit as I moaned and my legs shook. He pulled me closer and used his free hand to tease my nipples. Then his fingers found my clit and started to edge me over and over. I must have edged about 10 times and was dripping onto his hand. He pushed me so I was bent at the waist, with my hands on a footstool so he had a full view of my ass and pussy. He started stroking around my ass, and pushed a finger in and fucked me with it, making me moan. I lose track of the next part. He used his fingers over my clit, pussy and ass over the next half hour to bring m to edge after edge as my pussy swelled and dripped. It must have been about 30 edges, including the last set. He told me to get on my hands and knees and started to fuck me from behind. This is normally a position I can cum in, so I was trying to hold off and not clench my pussy. He came as I moaned in desperate need, and as he got up I noticed I was shaking. I got up and went to grab a drink to replace all the fluids I just lost.

I had a break for a while and then sir messaged me, reminding me of the task I had agreed to earlier. I had promised to record some edges. He made me put my ruined panties over my head and edge with them there, while recording it. I was a begging pleading needy mess at this point. I recorded two edges, and the third edge was too close to an orgasm for comfort sonintuned my vibrator off and just sat there in a needy desperate haze. (If you haven't heard it and would like to, check my post history!). I thanked sir for denying me and he told me I was on no touch for the foreseeable future, with no clue about when I might be able to touch again, only that he wants to make me beg. I'm sure that won't take long. I have even less idea when I'll be allowed to cum again and the thought of just...not knowing turns me on so badly.

I woke up so so horny this morning. It's bedtime the day after and sir has sent me teasy messages all evening. I'm not allowed to touch and all I can feel is throbbing and it feels like my pussy is on fire. I'm fairly certain my panties are soaked again. I am easily the most desperate I have ever felt in my life. This is also the hottest thing that has probably ever happened to me. God I need to cum so so fucking badly.

(Messages welcome. I can't play because I'm not allowed to touch. Meanness and gloating is encouraged because I'm a masochist and clearly am not suffering enough 😆)