I was relaxing after yesterday's debauchery, when master instructed me “that I needed to edge my orgasm”. What is edging, what did master want me to do?
To the google! Like everything else you google, you get way too much information thrown at you at once. Finally, I turned to a follow sub. Her answer was short sweet and very much to the point.
Edging is pushing yourself to an orgasm but stopping right before the orgasm actually comes
Hmmm……...like everything master instructs me to do there's got to be a reason, right?
So, I thought I would give it a try.
As I layed on the bed, my long brown hair cascading over my bare shoulders, over my stimulated nipples. My nipples are being aroused by the see through lace nightgown. The feel of the lace against my nipples is so soft and stimulating. As the point toward the heavens, as I gently massage them. Rubbing my fingers over them. Gently pinching my nipples between my first finger and thumb. My hair continues to fall down my sides past my waist and stops just above my ass.
I slide my hand down my belly feeling the softness of the lace against my bare skin. I wonder if feathers would feel this soft? My hand continues down my thighs. Rubbing my hands over and around my inner thighs, grabbing a large part of flash squeezing tight. My hand releases my inner thigh and continues over towards Masters pussy. Her lips are soft and wet. She is ready and begging for attention. I can feel her juices drip down, she is craving attention.
Masters hand slides across my back, his hand rests just above my ass. He leans towards me and whispers into my ear “ play with her, edge her for me “. His soft spoken words send goosebumps through my whole body.
I start with slowly rubbing her clit, in nice slow circles. This movement send chills throughout my body. I run my finger up and down and around her lips. I begin to bite my lower lip, to try to gain some control. My large brown eyes turn to master for approval, master has his large cock in his hands and is stroking it with my every move. Master flashes me, that beautiful smile of his, knowing the grin of his drives me crazy.I know I am doing well.
Master hands me an ice cube, tells me to use this to edge closer. Edge closer for me baby he whispers. I take the ice cube in my other hand. Start sliding it over the lace on my stomach, down to his pussy. I begin rolling it over my lips. The mixture between heat and cooling is sending my senses into overdrive. This feeling, is debilitating. I slide the ice cube into his vagina, it slides right in. I move my other hand back over her clit, and begin rubbing in fast circles. Over and over, while the ice cube is being consumed by my heat, but the numbing feeling of the ice is pushing my orgasm forward. My back arches, my toes begin to curl ………...stop………..stop………...STOP. My hands freeze, his vagina is screaming come back, touch me please. Her wet juices fall down my leg, with mixture from the melted ice cube that was consumed by my heat.
I stopped, aching for more. Aching to finish. Master, runs his fingers through my hair, and grabs a handful of my hair and pulls, forcing my head backwards. He kisses my neck, rolling his tongue up my neck towards my ear. His sweet lips laying large kisses on my neck. He whispers in my ear good girl……
Okay master I submit, you knew. I submit to your knowledge. I crave your touch even more now than before. My heart is racing with excitement.
What a rush!
