So, I've not been on Reddit for the weekend, and this is why. Thought I'd explain why to those who have been messaging me, and then also show off to those who haven't... 👀

Friday, I was busy and exhausted, looking forward to the weekend, which, wouldn't you know it, I was in for a surprise.

My husband and I have two friends with benefits, a man and a woman, who we would have threesomes with every once in a while. In the past they played when my hubby was subby, but he's been dominant at the moment, and they both lean dominant. We've never played with both of them at the same time, their schedules just never worked out...

Until my hubby surprised me with both of them Saturday afternoon. We did some very fun, non-sexual things, before Saturday night they tied me down, all three of them, and edged me. And edged me. And edged me...

They fucked me, cocks and dildos, teased me by watching them fuck when I needed to cool down, and made me more aroused than I ever been. I begged and begged for them to continue, to do more, to let me cum, but all three of them know that I don't actually want to cum... But oh, how I wanted to right then.

They edged me for hours. And we all fell asleep in a large pile well after midnight...

In the morning, they teased me while we ate, making me leak and drip everywhere. Clothes weren't allowed on Sunday, so I got to see their big cocks and pretty pussy all day long. But I didn't have to ache for long, because they just kept edging me.

I'm pretty sure they found every method to do so. Paint brushes, feathers, string, dildos, double penetration, triple penetration (👀), fingers, vibrators, and so much more. It kinda just blurred together, and I just wept in agony.

Because as often as I was edged, I made one of them cum. I was covered in cum by the end of it, my mouth full of pussy cream and tasty semen. It was torture!

But!

I!

Fucking!

Loved!

It!

If I believed in heaven, this would be it.

But it has to come to an end, we all had work the next day, they had a drive, and hubby had to clean up. I would've helped, if I hadn't been a completely incoherent mess.

Today, I was sore and exhausted, and thought very little of sex. I was satisfied, even though I never came and was left aching. I still feel that way, honestly. I know it's just because I had a sex marathon, so it'll come back. Hopefully by this next weekend, so I can continue edging...

Which reminds me. I wasn't keeping count, but they did. They edged me 300 times! Exactly! I seriously didn't believe them, but all three were adamant that they counted right. And that they sped up at the end to make me reach a "nice round number".

And no, they didn't count their orgasms, though I didn't really ask. Knowing that fact would be a mindfuck though.

So yeah, a weekend of edging for me.

(And I'm going to bed after this, so don't expect any responses for a while, I'm still exhausted. Now, for different things. 😍)