"Oh my gosh did you get my package?!" Tersha asked with an excited look on her face. "Uh, I haven't gotten anything that I know of but I have yet to check the mail..." I said, unsure why she would be so excited. Her and I were FaceTiming as per usual. She lived in Asia, Thailand to be specific, and we were due to meet up in a month when I flew over to visit. We had started seeing each other when I visited a year ago, and we kept up on FaceTimes and me visiting as much as I could.
Tersha was a beautiful Thai woman. Long brown hair framed her small face, her petite, 4'11 form coming with a great pair of 34C's. She didn't speak very good English but she was a delight to spend time with in bed. Me, I'm a 5'8 American male. Blue eyes, with a shaved head and in good shape, with a sizeable dick that was just shy of 8 inches but very thick, almost 7 inches in diameter. The first time her and I had had sex she bled multiple times but she never wanted me to stop. She's always wanted me to be bigger too; she seems to have an obsession with sizes. For the longest time we talked about having a mixed Thai/American baby, and for the last few months she had been having me edge every day in preparation.
Basically the idea was for me to edge as much as possible before I came to visit, to build up as much cum as possible so that she could get pregnant when I came to visit for a week or two. The added side effect was that I was so horny from edging that I could likely go 4 or 5 times a day, giving us an even better chance of getting her tiny petite form pregnant. Something about the thought of edging to get her pregnant drove me wild.
"Go check the mail! I sent you something, I want you to take it right away and then take a nap for me, okay? Please teerak!" Tersha seemed so excited, it was almost like I was coming to visit her today. "Okay, okay! I'll go right now." I said my goodbyes and hung up, getting up out of bed to put some shoes on. I had just finished my shift, I was a mechanical engineer at a large computer chip manufacturer, and I had the next three days off. I was looking forward to some time off to work out, play some video games, and just relax.
I got out to the mail box, opened it up, and sure enough there was a small box in there, along with a few other pieces of mail that turned out to be yet more credit card offers. I swear they spend so much money on asking people to apply for their credit cards that they have to be using all the money they make from interest on those cards just for that. I got inside and threw the bills away, opening up the package as I walked back to my bedroom.
I lived in a small suburb in Portland, Oregon, where I had grown up my entire life. I was 29, Tersha 25, and had explored a large amount of countries. I loved to travel; exploring the world and meeting all the different people and experiencing different cultures was one of my favorite things to do. Tersha had been someone I just happened to meet, party with and sleep with that I had ended up continuing to talk to and decided to pursue more. It didn't help that I was wildly attracted to her; I loved petite woman. One of the sexiest things about a woman in my opinion.
I opened up the package and stopped short. Inside was a bottle with no packaging or labels on it. I opened the bottle and looked inside, where there was just a single pill that was fat and dark brown. I looked all over the bottle and the box it came in, but didn't find anything else. No piece of paper to describe what it was or why I should take it. I shot a quick text to Tersha, asking 'Uh, are you sure I should just take this?' She replied almost instantly 'Babe please just take it and then take a nap. When you wake up call me back!' I sighed, looking from my phone to the brown pill in my hand. Well, what could one little pill do.
I got some water and popped the pill in my mouth, swallowing it and some water. It tasted almost stale and old, with a hint of moldy taste to it. I sat on my bed and waited a minute, just to see if anything happened, but nothing felt different except for the heavy feeling in my balls, which was almost constant from nearly two months of edging and not cumming. I rolled onto my back and felt exhaustion take me.
I woke up with a gasp. I looked down and saw my dick, completely rock hard and straining. The feelings I had before I took my nap of heaviness in my balls felt like it had tripled in the time I had been sleeping; I couldn't help myself but pull my hand to my dick and start stroking. I worked myself up, overcome with a huge desire to cum, feeling like my balls were filled to the brim with cum. I knew I wasn't supposed to cum, and that to do so wouldn't be fair to Tresha, but the feeling overtook me and before I knew it, I was at the edge, stroking furiously to push myself over- only to stay at that edge.
No matter how fast I stroked, I wasn't going over. Precum was drooling out of the tip of my dick, my hand a blur as I stroked and stroked and stroked yet no release was coming. I cried out, feeling myself riding that edge closer then I ever had before, yet no release came. I finally stopped jacking myself, but the feeling in my balls had intensified from the edging I had just given myself. Fuck! What was happening? It had to be something with that pill, what had it done?! I grabbed my phone and saw that I had napped for a few hours.