Backstory: Me and my ex we’re together for quite a bit. This was a few years ago and we were both 21. After exploring different kinks I eventually brought up denial. Surprisingly she got pretty turned on by the idea. Sooner than later she consented to let me be in charge of her orgasms and using her body to my liking. We both agreed that her orgasms were to be saved for special occasions. At first it was tricky because she would get very moody, sometimes even yelling or crying, but mostly just being in a bad mood. With some deep talks and her being honest with how she felt physically and mentally we were able to come up with certain things that worked to take the edge off. I’d give her full body massages almost every night, affection x100 hugs/kisses/cuddling/positive affirmation, I’d let her make decisions nonsex related, she also found it soothing to have me suck on breasts, and when we would have our play time I found it was important not to bring her so close to the edge because that took the biggest mental toll on her. Keep in mind through this part she did have a few orgasms. Finally we were able to get into a rhythm. That’s when I started her clock and kept her denied for two months, which is where this story starts. To give extra context she had become very very submissive, which was really something, because when she was having orgasms at her discretion, she was quite dominant. At this point we would have sex at least once a day, sometimes more, but every once in a while I would put her on no touch and she would just suck me.The day it happened: In the morning we were cuddling before work. Looking at her it was clear to me she was the most beautiful girl in the world. I let her know that, and how happy she makes me, and how she’s absolutely perfect. Of course I told her she’s my good girl. She loved hearing that. “Am I your good girl too” she’d ask, “yes yes baby of course you are, you will always be my good girl”We texted throughout the day some pretty dirty stuff. Mostly her just confessing to me she’s a slut and she wants my dick in her. She also confessed that last night she had eaten some of my cum from her pussy after I fell asleep and that it tasted really good. She wanted to be filled up again tonight and wanted me to watch her eat it while she played with herself.We had actually gotten into a daily routine of me inspecting her once we were home and off work. Usually I’d get home first and when she’d come through the door we’d do the normal hello how was your day and kiss for a minute. I got her in the habit of wearing dresses, so without saying much I’d pull her panties down to above her knee to see how wet she had been. Almost always she was a mess. A lot of strings of her girl cream would connect her pussy to her panties as I’d pull them down. I’d also pull her tits out and slap them a bit or tug on her nipples. While looking her in the eye I’d put one hand gently around her neck and use the other to spread her pussy and feel it up. She had a really puffy innie type pussy so it felt pretty good to rub her slit. Then I’d pull her panties up and we’d go to the bedroom.She’d remove her underwear then get on her knees on the edge of the bed. At this point I’d tell her how wet she is as I bury my fingers into her g spot. She didn’t need me to tell her how wet she was today because it was so audible with every thrust. Usually I’d clean her up by eating her and then toweling her off and putting her in a change of clothes, then we’d make dinner together. Usually we’d have sex before bed. But this day I was really hard and needed to use her right then. I told her to turn around as I got undressed. I climbed on top of her missionary and slid my dick into her. I could immediately feel how warm she was. I almost couldn’t believe how wet she had become, it almost looked like a bottle of lube exploded.I was particularly soft and gentle this time sliding in and out of her. This was a real “love” making session, I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear reminding her how perfect she is and that she’s my good girl. That’s when she got extra quiet. She hadn’t been particularly loud this time, more just whimpers and moans, but she just kind of turned her head and kept her eyes closed tight. I started to notice a fluttering around my dick. Her pussy started to clench. I didn’t say anything but I used my arms to move off her neck and just look down at her as I very carefully kept pushing into her.We had worked really hard to keep her orgasm free for two months now. Sometimes we’d talk about what it would be like once I decide to let her cum. We were thinking of possibly taking a trip near thanksgiving and letting it happen then or if she could hold off and maybe consider Christmas morning. Hell, she would tell me almost daily she prefers her new life with me, and maybe she doesn’t need to have orgasms anymore. Truthfully I did enjoy her cumming on my dick in our old life, especially the feeling of cumming together, and so I knew that the time would come during the holidays that I’d want it to happen again. Still though she had some crazy ups and downs in the first month and we finally got into a rhythm. I could tell she enjoyed her place and that she liked life better when I took the burden of orgasms away from her.So there she was underneath me not even asking for permission, basically throwing all of our hard work and plans down the drain. It was clear she was having an orgasm… I had barely even been in her for 5 minutes. Honestly, I could of stopped it, or punished her right then and there, but inwardly I knew her body was giving up on her.I know she didn’t want to cum. She wanted to save it for a special time too. But it didn’t take the shock away. With her head turned, mouth shut, I could see she had a tear falling from the corner of her eye. At the end of the day she’s my baby you know, my good girl, I was really upset but I wasn’t mad. Like I said it was obvious her body just couldn’t hold it in anymore. With every day I noticed how she almost never stopped being wet. Her clit was always engorged. She’d been so wet and swollen in this last moth that her pussy actually became raw. When we would have sex it almost became painful for me towards the end of each session because of how tightly I could feel her pussy contract around me. But these contractions were different.It all was happening so quick but yet almost in slow motion. Despite my inner conflictions, I kept gently and slowly pushing in and out of her. When I pulled her clit hood up I could see her clit twitching. It had confirmed what I already knew to be true, she was cumming.I wiped the tear from her eye and leaned back into her and just kept whispering “I know baby I know”. She was really holding back from crying. I pulled out and asked if I should keep going and she nodded. I basically just jerked off and then when I was ready to cum went back inside her. It was obvious by her body she really wanted more. I could already tell despite her sadness it triggered her need to feel orgasms again. She knew better than to grab me but she softly tried to hold onto my butt as I emptied my balls in her. She tried pulling me and moving me as if to say “please just keep going please”. As soon as the last spurt of cum was in her belly I pulled out.I had gotten to know how she felt from the inside really well. When she was her most turned on it always felt like her cervix was lower. This time was no exception. As I drained my balls I could tell I was in her cervix and was shooting directly into her womb. Basically I could tell her body in these moments was begging to have a baby put inside her. At the time I was surprised how much cum I was pumping inside her. She was trained to arch her back when I came in her to make sure it wouldn’t drip onto the bed. As she arched her back I knew in my heart that if it wasn’t for her birth control, this would surely be the moment I’d get her pregnant.Once it was over that’s when she just let it rip. She was crying and I immediately wrapped her up in the blanket and kept telling her “I know”. She could barely get words out through the tears and mumbling, but she was trying to apologize and say she was sorry. After a while of this she calmed down a bit and we just laid in silence. Eventually I ordered take out and we ate it in bed. We didn’t actually talk about what had happened. When we’re getting ready to fall asleep I was rubbing her back and then she rolled over and looked at me for a minute. She kind of snuggled into my arm, and side, and asked in the saddest way “am I still your good girl”. I told her “of course you are baby, you will always be my good girl no matter what”. female orgasm denial Get your own Orgasm Control toys: For men: http://www.amzn.to/1V6XQvv For women: https://ift.tt/1UWn54n