my girlfriend and i have been playing with cum denial and a chastity cage, and it has been incredibly sexy and fun, but i’m not comfortable in the cage for super long periods of time, and she likes to get fucked.we were texting about how much i like going down on her when she asked, “what if i don’t let you cum? and you just get to taste pussy?” i told her i would save my cum for as long as she wanted for another taste of her pussy. then she asked: “how long do you think you could go without cumming?” i said i wasn’t sure, that i hadn’t ever really tried to go for long. she said that she wanted to keep my balls full for her, and i decided to go for it. i suggested we try it, and make that thursday morning fuck we shared be the last time I came until the following monday. a weekend without cumming.now normally, we fuck a lot. two or three times a day. and left to my own devices, i masturbate too. so that was quite a few orgasms i was going to give up. but i wanted to try.that night, when we fucked, she came and then stopped. “I came. lick my pussy,” she said, and damn if that didn’t make my already hard and slick cock twitch. i love the way her pussy tastes after we have been fucking. in her post-orgasm bliss she grabbed my cock and just said, “Mine. I own this.”friday came and we fucked again that morning. i didn’t have to work so i just stayed at home, sending her naked photos when she asked, videos of me jacking off, and spanking myself, and cleaning the apartment in boxer briefs and moaning her name. i offered to cook her dinner, which she accepted, and she also asked me to make a treat from a Tasty gif video for her. i waited for her naked all day, and when she got home from work, before she came over, she orgasmed by herself. she texted me about how good it felt to cum, and it made me wild with lust.she came over and i had dinner and the treat ready. we ate, we took a bath together, we got high. I put my hands all over her body and felt an ecstatic euphoria in my skin wherever we touched. i gave her a massage. “I’ve been cumming so much, I feel so relaxed,” she said. she fingered herself until she came and i talked dirty and sucked on her nipples and kissed her neck. it was a perfect evening.without cumming, and with all the dirty talk that i was her sex plaything, i was put into a sort of state of constant sexual excitement. i wanted to fuck but i was happy to not cum – every time we fucked and she came and i didn’t, it was like that excitement echoed and reverberated and got bigger. i was hungry for any touch she would give me, nuzzling into her neck and pressing my body against hers, even while we slept.she sucked my cock a lot because she started her period and didn’t want me to do much licking of her pussy – and it made her incredibly wet to be sucking my frustrated cock and making my balls roil. and when we fucked, it ended the same way: her on top, riding my cock until she came, then pulling off of me and holding her while she relaxed and i clung to her body. It was an amazing feeling, sort of reducing myself into a single purpose: pleasure my mistress.on saturday, after sex and making her coffee and avocado toast, she left to go work on a project, and I stayed at my apartment. I kept sending her naughty things. I stayed in boxer briefs or walked around nude. I stroked but didn’t cum, which I’m not sure why I did, other than it seemed to keep a strong sense of sex pervading everything. she texted to say she was touching herself again, cumming again, to show that she didn’t need cock to cum.when she came back saturday night, I had cocktails ready for us. we fucked and she came. after she finished, she slipped my cock out of her immediately and i moaned and trembled with pleasure. “You like being my submissive pleasure slut, don’t you?” she asked. my hard cock spoke for me. she let me know that while she was away she told her friend what we were doing, and that was incredibly hot – that her closest friend knew that she was controlling my orgasms was a total turn on.most of what i remember that saturday night was looking at her and feeling just a deep and all consuming love for her. we talked about ridiculous stuff, listened to music. we tried to watch some fifty shades of grey, but that was terrible. we turned it off after 20 minutes.we showered together, and chatted, and i felt silly and a little drunk, and i wasn’t drunk at all, just happy with her, and unbelievably sexually charged. she would grab at my cock and just hold it. she liked to check my balls. “they feel so full and big,” she said.on Sunday, things escalated. we fucked, i made us smoothies and and coffee and then we fucked again. i was glad i already had pretty good cum control, because this was the hardest i ever worked at not cumming but still giving her the cock the way she wanted. sometimes, after she comes, she likes to keep getting pounded, but this time she came and said, “i came, we’re done.”fuck. so hot.we nearly did a bunch of things like see a movie or whatever, but we didn’t do any of them. instead we had a snack lunch, and we fucked more, and she came. and then she fulfilled another long held fantasy of both of ours: we decided to handcuff me to the bed, naked, for her to leave.if it wasn’t clear before, it was now. i was her sex toy. her slut. just for her to fuck. there for her pleasure. it was an even further narrowing of my existence into just a body made to pleasure her. i also read some, and just kept my eyes closed and imagined her body, and her mind, and how much I wanted her back. i worried a little about what I would do if i actually had to go to the bathroom, but she came back before any of my solutions had to be tested. she held me when she got back and it felt amazing.when we were making out and she grabbed my cock, i would just start thrusting into her hand, which made her gasp. “fuck, you’re so turned on,” she said, “your cock is bigger than ever.” that last time we fucked on sunday night it was one of the best times. we showered together. got into bed. i curled my body around hers and she said she wasn’t sure if i should really cum on Monday – she liked the way it felt for me to be frustrated and constantly turned on.but when we woke up from my thrusting against her in my sleep early monday morning, we started fucking and she said “cum for me” and I did almost immediately, pulling out of her pussy to shoot all over her tits. it felt like a torrent but it didn’t actually have a huge build up like i thought it would. i licked up some, and then collapsed on top of her.when my just-finally-came haze lifted, i cleaned us both up, and we fucked again. she missed being filled with cum every morning. so i pounded her pussy and gave her what she wanted. it was an even more intense orgasm than before. and in fact, for a week, i came hard. harder than i ever have in my life.at the end of the weekend, she’d cum 12 times, and i’d sent her 2 dozen dirty pictures and videos. it was perfect. and also very strange to think of when people asked, “hey what’d you get up to this weekend?” and i just answered, “oh… i spent time with my girlfriend.”anyway, hope you guys liked this true story! let me know what you think! and tell us if you have ideas for us to try! 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