Hi, James I’m the girl who came to your blog for advice about nipple orgasms and denial, a couple of months ago. Thought that you might like an update… (and please forgive my english: it’s not my native langage!)
You encouraged me on my idea to achieve a nipple orgasm (wich I never had) using denial as a motivation. So, after some weeks of disorganized experimentation, I conceived a plan.
I forbade myself any type of pussy/clit stimulation for the next 3 months (that is, until the 1st of february). So, If I had to cum, it should be playing with my nipples. Then, I put myself on a tight nipple-play sessions schedule: 4 times a day (10 mins each at the least in the week, 20 on the weekends). To make myself hornier, I also decided to have porn (videos/tumblr/erotica) for at least 1 hour a day. At a certain point I also added 1 hour of butt plug every day…
3 days in, and I already was a dripping bundle of horniness. And as the days passed, it didn’t get better! At day-22 (I’m keeping a diary of this…) I burst into tears when, after 19 minutes of uninterrupted squeezing and twisting and pinching frenzy, I realized that – even if I were hornier as ever – I didn’t came any closer to my goal. I felt miserable: I knew that I couldn’t go on like that, but I also found unbearable to just give up after all my efforts…
Not knowing what the hell should I do, I just took a break from my schedule, taking some days to recover, just keeping myself on no-touch. My horniness and my frustration subsided (just a little!!!), and – most important – I got back some clarity of mind.
And, all at a moment, I realized.
I remembered, when I was 14 and I started masturbating, that I had to discover exactly how my clit needed to be touched and stimulated before I could feel anything pleasurable… I understood that even if I like my nipples to be treated roughly when I masturbate or have sex, that doesn’t mean this is the only way (let alone the better) to handle them. In that very moment, I started to think of my nipples as if they were 2 more “clits” on my body to reawaken from their sleep…
Full of enthusiasm, I revived my plan, but this time I concentrated on me playing with my nipples just as I use to do with my clit: sucking my fingers, then slowly tracing circles around the erected flesh, gradually increasing speed, then alternating circling and gently flicking, always keeping my touch gentle, and my mind focussed on giving pleasure to my new “clitties”.
Oh boy, that was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G… As I got horny as before, I sensed that my goal was not-so-more-out-of-reach. Every night I slid in a sleep full of wet dreams, frustrated and hopeful at the same time.
Then, last sunday, it happened. I was there, laying on my bed, “masturbating my breasts”, and I felt a familiar wave rising and running through my body. “Here it is! Here it is!” I silently screamed to myself. Then I thought of your tumblr, which for all this time had been my favourite companion. And I thought of the evil captions you wrote for BNIB. And I thought of all the tease-and-denial-and-ruined-orgasm porn I consumed on the last weeks. And for a crucial moment a thought blinked through my mind: “I denied pleasure to my clit and pussy to be able to arrive here: but now that I have two more clits, and they need to be denied too”.
I suddenly stopped and removed my fingers.
After so many years, after so much effort and frustration, I was finally able to reach a nipple orgasm, and i ruined it. I. FUCKING. RUINED. IT!
I hate you.
I love you.
Jean
Oh Jean, oh Jean you make me so proud! I love the way you’ve gone about this, I’m very impressed! And to ruin your first nipplegasm, well. You can never have that back. It’s perfect. Thank you.