Edging My Girlfriend

I remember the first time I edged a partner. We were laying in bed together, her curled up on my left. She had her right arm under my neck. I took my left hand and reached behind her neck and grabbed her left wrist. So now my head and one hand were controlling her upper body. I wrapped my two legs around hers and pulled her legs wide apart. (I wrestled in college so this all made sense.)

I had her completely immobilized and still had my right hand free to play with her body. I started by gently stroking her nipples, been bringing my fingers up to her lips. I played with her mouth for a while and took my wet hands back down to her nipples, gently teasing them.

Slowly I started to apply more pressure until she got squirmy and it was just on this side of being too painful for her. At that point, I started to reach down between her legs. We had had sex earlier, but she was getting wet all over again. I started alternating between playing with her clit and fingering her.

As soon as she would start to get really into one, I would switch to the other. I wasn't doing this with any intention other than just being a brat. Nobody had ever heard of edging back then. I was just proving that I had complete control over her.

In time, the interval between switching back and forth between the two kept getting shorter and shorter. It took less and less strokes in each area before she started really getting into it. Eventually, I slid my middle and ring finger into her pussy and used my thumb on her clit. In short order, she was straining and pulling against my hands and my legs.

There was no way she was going to get away. She could barely even move her hips because of the way I had her legs pinned. We had been together often enough that I knew how her breathing changed as orgasm approached, so when she got to that point, I stopped.

She whimpered a little bit and I giggled. Then I started again. I kept doing this over and over. The frustration set in and she started to get angry every time I would stop. She started cussing me out, telling me I was a bastard. That just made me laugh even harder.

Finally, I edged her to the point where I broke her will a little bit. When I stopped this particular time, her whole body just slumped and she started to cry. She was genuinely upset and asking me why I was doing this to her. I kissed her on the cheek and started rubbing her clit again.

She resisted - she was trying to hold back because she didn't want to be disappointed yet again. (By this point I probably edged her at least ten or twelve times.) She was trying so hard to fight the arousal but eventually she couldn't resist anymore. Her breathing started to get ragged and I knew she was close. I slowed down a little bit to drag things out even longer but I didn't stop. She begged me to continue, pleading with me not to do it again.

When she was very close, I stopped one last time. She shrieked at me "FUCK YOU. I FUCKING HATE YOU!" But I gave her no chance to calm down before I started in on her clit again. At this point she was super close and her breathing was coming in short gasps.

She was desperate, begging me to finally let cum, holding back in case I stopped again. I worked her clit even faster and plunged two fingers back into her sopping wet cunt. That sent her over the edge. She arched her back and opened her mouth, her body went rigid. It was amazing to watch her screaming but making no noise because everything was caught up in her throat. She held that hard, rigid arch for at least 30 seconds, not so much trembling as vibrating. When she finally relaxed, she crashed back down on the bed, took in this huge gasp of air, and then the screaming started. She started bucking her hips like crazy and thrashing uncontrollably. To this day, 30 years later, I've only seen one other woman come that hard.

I kept fingering her pussy and working her clit, slowing my pace as her orgasm began to fade, until she finally calmed down. At the very end of her orgasm she caught a serious case of the giggles. I tried to continue, to see if I could wring another orgasm out of her but she was too sensitive.

We untwined ourselves and she curled up into my body. She was very blissed out and needy for cuddles. We climbed back under the covers and drifted off to sleep. It was definitely an intense experience for both of us.