Warning. This story is primarily a Tease and Denial story. If this isn't your thing, you can save yourself some time and read a different story.
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This story germinated from a seed. A short three line snippet of conversation I heard on an Instagram reel a couple years ago (you will read them in the first three lines of converse in this story). I wasn't sure how this story was going to turn out, but in the end I am quite happy with it. Hope you enjoy.
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Hannah and her two friends were just finishing dessert at the local cafe. Her friend Sarah was listing off all the reasons she loved getting cream pies. Liz occasionally added a comment generally agreeing. Hannah felt a little revolted at the graphic details.
Just as they were heading out of the patio, Hannah, contrasting Sarah's apparent breeding kink, offered "I'm not really into the whole P in V sitch".
Lis gave a little half laugh half gasp and Sarah blurted "So what, you just give him blowies?"
"Uhm, No!"
Hannah had never really talked with her friends about any details of her and hubby Matt's sex life. But now Sarah started to ask pointed questions.
Sarah jumped in front of Hannah and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Are you telling me you two don't have sex?"
"No. Yes of course we have sex. A lot in fact. We have a lot of sex", Hannah said defensively.
Liz finally piped up, "I think your going to have to explain. We're both a little confused here."
So, blushing a deep red, Hannah started to explain.
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Hannah had never enjoyed the 'P in V sitch'; you know, intercourse. In fact, it hurt. She had seen more than one doctor and a specialist, and they only offered unhelpful suggestions; no solutions. So whenever she had a boyfriend, she resorted to blowjobs. But she was never eager or excited. The whole thing just seamed gross and degrading. When her lover tried to return the favour, she would not be turned on at all. It took a lot of work from that point to reach climax. Mostly she felt obliged to orgasm. She really just wanted it to be over.
When she had met Matt, she had instantly been completely smitten. But her problem caused a lot of anxiety. Hannah had tried to delay their first intimate encounter as long as she could. As usual, when they finally had sex, the first few times she resorted to giving him blowjobs.
After only a couple of intimate encounters, Hannah had decided she needed to have a talk about her issues. The talk went much better than she could have ever imagined. Matt was very understanding and made an effort to make Hannah feel safe in the conversation. So safe in fact, that she even discussed her dislike of blowjobs as well.
The two friends had listened to this story in stunned silence. Finally Liz asked "So how exactly Do you have sex?"
"Well, I think I'm going to have to make sure Matt is ok with me telling you guys any more details" Hannah replied. And despite all their prodding, Hannah refused to tell any more that afternoon.
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The truth was, Hannah and Matt practiced Tease and Denial. They had sex a lot. Most days in fact. But Hannah rarely let Matt cum. Probably once a week or less. That initial sex conversation they had had, rather than being the deal breaker Hannah had feared, had resulted in a confession from Matt as well.
He revealed that in a previous relationship, his girlfriend had often teased him relentlessly before allowing Matt an orgasm. Sometimes even a day or two. Matt had loved it and secretly wished she would have been more demanding, making him wait even longer.
It honestly seemed like a perfect match. Hannah didn't like penetration or giving blowjobs, while Matt secretly had been lusting to play tease and denial games.
It started tentatively. After that conversation, they hugged, leading to kissing, then some serious foreplay, then Matt moved straight to giving oral. His skills were OK, nothing to brag about.
But even so, it was amazing, maybe the best orgasm in her life so far. Knowing she wasn't going to be expected to engage in penetrative sex, or to providing a blowjob, allowed her to relax. For the first time, she had been able to focus on every feeling and every sensation.
After her orgasm, Matt had been so attentive. He kissed her passionately, caressed her arm, and held her as she drifted off to sleep. All the while, his erection had been rampant. Demanding attention. And she has given it attention. She had gently strokes it until it started leaking precum. Then she held it, giving it a squeeze occasionally. Appreciating its firmness, its softness, its pulsing, and its size. It was noticeably larger than any she had previously handled. But it was the first time size didn't make her worried.
Being new to this idea of orgasm denial, she had uncertainty asked if he was sure he was ok with not receiving an orgasm. Matt had reassured her that yes, he was ok. In fact he was loving it. He explained how the high level of hormones pumping through his body were intoxicating. Feeling a little more confident, she had rolled over to be the little spoon, and had slept soundly.
