Male Chastity

I’m kind of obsessed with it lately. All of it. Controlling when a man orgasms. Cock cages. It makes me so fucking horny thinking of it. Thinking of not only having that control but harnessing that power and lust for only me. Fucking heaven.

This is what male chastity is about. I completely get it now. It’s about this massive build-up that only gets unleashed with I decide. Thereby making a man putty for me. Making them desperately hungry for release and lustful for any taste of it. This isn’t cruelty. It heightens a man’s orgasm substantially and it creates an intense bond.

I can’t stop thinking about how very fucking yummy it is going to be when I get to have that control. Oh God. I can’t wait!!!

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

10 thoughts on “Male Chastity”

  1. If my wife insisted on my wearing a cage, I’d gladly wear one for her, but only if she accompanied it with the rest of the package, the edging, the denial, the making me work for “it”. But alas, she isn’t into that sort of control. Her history of being controlled doesn’t allow her to do that to someone else. I get it. I’d still do this for her though…because I love her that much.

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      1. It is for me, but I also notice when I’m edging that I’m more in tune with my wife’s needs, wants and desires. Like a puppy that studies it’s master, I pay closer attention to y wife, her emotions, facial expressions, body postures; all signs of what is going through her mind. I’m happy to edge, happy to be denied my orgasm, even if I’m right there. It actually brings on a tantric state, where the orgasm is internalized and the energy level is preserved. I wrote a true story, an accounting of me pleasuring my wife ( https://tripx713.wordpress.com/2017/04/03/for-her-pleasure/ ). It also has an accompanying story ( https://tripx713.wordpress.com/2017/04/03/for-his-pleasure/).
        I’ve been my wife’s personal dildo, for a few days in a row and it was an amazing ride. After a few hours, I was hard at the mere mention of her being ready for her next orgasm. At 52, I was amazed at how hard I got, how long it stayed hard and how she worked with me to not cum. By the fourth day I was aching to cum, begging her to let me and she waited until late that night to “allow” me to cum. It was literally a gusher that filled her. then we started on the next four days of denial. It ended the same way, with her getting fucked multiple times a day, and me finally begging her for release four days later. It was pleasure for us both. Only a real man knows how to submit in this way to a woman, to watch her and serve her attentively. It’s changed how I view her to this day and we no longer practice active edging.

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      2. You are very welcome. I like to write fiction, but the true stories are fucking hot to write, and even hotter to re-read and reminisce. I have one I wrote before I got with my wife…about a girl I was seeing before her. It was a hot encounter to say the least. I found the link: https://tripx713.wordpress.com/2013/05/28/bareback/
        I had to give her up for my wife. I made a choice between two great ladies, but the twenty-plus year friendship won out.

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      3. Well. Not that you need it. Lol. 😉💋

        It’s funny that I see what I want; the passion I want so clearly within this realm.

        I honestly can’t tell you how happy that makes me. To know there is nothing wrong with my desires and I CAN have exactly what I want. Is fucking glorious!!

        And I’m happy you have found that. 💋

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