Report Day 10
Edges Today: 0
Edge Total 12
I felt like I was being teased all day long, I went out for dinner with some friends and their friends too. Sitting beside a very attractive friend of a friend, her perfume was absolutely intoxicating. I felt myself wanting to bulge out of my trousers and had to excuse myself to the restroom so I could calm myself down.

I caught her eye maybe a few too many times and we had a nervous laugh. I hope I wasn't staring but I was overcome with my desires I felt like growling at her. :S
I doubt she felt the same way, but then again I felt like a restrained, frustrated & most of all desperately needy sexual animal. So I think it's unlikely she felt the same
When I returned home, I seen the game had been updated and I was excited to see the new posts. I undressed totally and opened the last page I was on, thick shaft in my grip, already stiff and trembling. I felt as if I have been trained to become aroused at just the thought of the game now.

I was so sensitive to touch today, I started off quickly and had to slow down, it felt like each stroke was driving me towards and edge I didn't have permission to have. I had to slow right down, even then I felt sensitive and had to slow down further, I kept stroking slower and slower as I went, avoiding the edge unless I see my target. Then I ran out of images without seeing a single one.
I stood up, looking at my monitor, feeling excessively teased and absolutely denied, my fist still gripping my cock and as I let my grip loosen I let out a kind of grunt combined with a sigh. I have never been so frustrated and restrained, like my entire day was planned out to create the ultimate in frustration for me. I can't even explain it correctly in words, but I think my grunt/sigh, captured it perfectly.
DellaRoss wrote:Hmmm *Giggles Wickedly* either ask or be left to wonder if it is a good or bad thing. The choice belongs to you.
Please Della, I would love to know. I might be too curious for my own good, but I know it'll drive me mad later if I don't ask now.
"What might have been?" So I beg you, please Della may I ask what you had in mind?