This morning I awoke by myself around 8 o’clock. Having gone to bed around 1 a.m. I had set my alarm clock at 9 a.m., but already felt well rested. I stretched out a little and lay myself on my right side. Without any obvious reason sudden involuntaries shook my whole body. My inner gland voice told me to lay down on my back and let go. I obeyed. My involuntaries started over and soon I got quite aroused. I felt that well known dumb ache in my prostate area and knew it fully had taken command over me. With my penis fully erect my pelvis was already thrusting upwards. From time to time I was squirming and writhing in lust, then again I lay there fully silently without any motion. Nevertheless my arousal didn’t stop to build up and up and up. My nipples and my chest felt so sensitive, even the contact to my t-shirt felt like pure lust. My whole being felt like it wanted to explode from all that sexual energy. All this went on for what must have been around half an hour with several dry orgasms, as far as squirting precum doesn’t count and at least two memorable superOs making my whole body trembling and shaking like an electric eel. After some more great and powerful dry orgasms feeling most similar to traditional orgasms only without cum, I called it a session, but only to start another one. I took out my tablet and chose “Steps to damnation” to let a succubus into my mind. If I had thought I would have already been played out, I learned that I wasn’t at all. I went into a blissful fantasy and surrendered to that wonderful woman, to her first gentle kiss, pleaded for all she suggested to do to me until she wanted my soul for mounting me. That made me ban her and take out my earphones despite of another week of semen retention she in that case had put as a hex on me. Still in my underwear I headed for the kitchen to have some breakfeast. Standing at the kitchen unit eating my sandwiches I again pulled my penis out of the extra pouch opening of my awesome Separatec boxers and then draw back my foreskin to free my sensitive glans. I remembered the succubus’ words that I wouldn’t be allowed to cum for another week regardless how much I would edge. That meant after all I was allowed to edge! Soon I stood in the bathroom at the sink, applied a lot of lube to my glans and began to wildly rub my glans, getting a hard-on again in no time. I gave my glans a hard rubbing up to the very edge for three times. When I felt like nearly unable to hold back I counted down from twenty to zero before I continued the rubbing. I focused on firmly palming the upper side of my glans and fondling my frenulum. From time to time I formed a “V” with thumb and forefinger pressing them under the ridge of my glans and rubbing back and forward. When the waterbased lube began to run dumb I added only some drops of cold water and started over. Finally I took a lot of cold water to wash away the lube not without rubbing across my glans as before. The cold water helped me to keep me from the edge. One of these edging sessions every hour makes a lustful day schedule! 🙂
I nearly forgot to tell another little detail about my morning session. At some point I so eagerly wanted to cum handsfree this morning, I finally thought I could get there by nipple nibbling. But my t-shirt was a bit hindering. Surrendering to my lust my dirty little mind told me to spit some saliva on my fingers and get my t-shirt wet. I must say, that felt awesome naughty and it was the best idea to stimulate my nipples thoroughly, at least for some more drygasms. Good vibes! Mart