There’s such a weird love hate with being constantly horny and on edge. In some ways it feels better than an orgasm. The constant mental awareness of being aroused. The physical feeling of a sopping wet pussy. It all flows together for a delightful feeling, yet there seems to be something missing. There is an incomplete feeling not having an orgasm, but once you’ve had the orgasm? You wish for the feeling again. The feeling of an aching, wet, horny cunt. Its a craving. An addiction.

I want to cum so badly right now, but I love the physical and mental effects of my self induced denial.

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