u/Able-Masterpiece4675

I woke up about 3 hours too early, brain racing, unable to shut it off. I get like this sometimes and it seems the only way I can lull myself back to sleep is by edging myself, even for just a little while.

I start by scrolling on here, slipping my hand beneath the lace of my panties when I find the perfect post, slowly pressing and rubbing my finger against my clit. My pussy responds almost immediately, sending warm little pulses through my body when I press a second finger down on the other side of my clit. Rubbing faster, a bit more pressure.

My mind drifts to getting caught in these moments. Like a friend, roommate, or partner walking in and finding me this way. Laptop open on my bed, rubbing my pussy. I think about them seeing what I’m reading. Various scenarios of how they’d respond. How surprised would they be? Would I try to explain it to them? Would they be upset? Or turned on?

I think of them telling me to show them what I’m posting. The comments. What would they do after seeing how desperate and needy I am for total strangers on Reddit? My stupid porn brain convinces me they would be wildly turned on. They’d take advantage of my embarrassment and order me to go back to touching myself. Telling me to pretend they aren’t there and to pick up where I left off.

And so I do.

‘What a mess’. I think this about myself constantly. In those moments when I realize I’ve been rubbing and edging for hours. When I can’t take a shower without teasing my clit with the shower head. When I have to change my panties halfway through the day because I’m so edged and leaky. When I notice I’m humping my needy clit against the corner of the bathroom sink while I’m getting ready for the day. When I eagerly follow all kinds of filthy instructions from complete strangers on the internet just because they told me how good I was being for them. Those kinds of moments.

I’ve been edging for 8 loooong days and these little moments are becoming more frequent. Nearly constant. All I can think about is cumming. I really am just such a mess.

I don’t know what it happening but I have been waking up wet and horny two days in a row now. I rarely feel all worked up like this in the morning, it’s so weird. I’m sure it’s because I’ve been edging for a week, making my brain all fuzzy and out of sorts.

I’ve got a couple hours before I need to get moving for the day, so I’m going to see how many times I can edge. I just need to use every spare minute I have to rub and hump and squirm. It just turns me on so much telling you all how I’m rubbing for you. Hearing you all tell me you’re stroking for me. Following your instructions like the good, needy little thing I am.

I’ve been a mess for a while now and I keep getting worse. smoking and rubbing and getting wetter and wetter. Rubbing ny sensitive little clit while my hips buck against my hand. I’ve been edging for a week and I am soooo fucking needy.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to just fuck the stranger who’s staring at me. You know the one - we all run into them when we’re out here and there. That one guy at the gas station who keeps looking away when I look up. Or the one at the store who’s constantly finding his way to the aisle I’m in. I can feel his brain trying to work out what it would be like to hold my body against his. What it would be like to hear me sigh or feel my hands grip into his back. What kinds of noises I’d make as he finds every spot I like to be touched.

I like to think about what it would be like to just walk up to that guy, grab his hand and tell him we should get out of here. Letting him fuck me exactly the way he wants.

Smoked a bit too heavy tonight and I am a mess. My brain’s not working and I can’t stop teasing my needy little pussy. Running my hands over the wet patch on my panties, rubbing my clit over the top of them. Feeling myself getting wetter and wetter. Rolling onto my stomach and humping my hand like a desperate little animal. Everything feels so damn good.

haven’t touched my pussy in three days. Three. Days. I thought yesterday was hard, but I am an absolute disaster today. All day my brain has been fuzzy, only focusing when thinking about all the slutty things I’d have rather been doing.

I thought about pulling that coworker who clearly has it bad for me into a conference room, letting him fuck my brains out and ruin my reputation at work.

I thought about stopping at the bar by my office and finally working up enough courage to fuck that couple who’s always there looking for a third.

I thought about having my hands and feet tied down while I’m teased and edged all night. Pushed right to the edge, denied, then back again, denied again. Back again.

I thought about my hair wrapped around the hand of someone I don’t know, pulling my head back hard as I’m fucked from behind.

I thought about…

Well. I’m nearing the end of my 2nd day of no touching. A lot of you from yesterday didn’t think I could last. But I stayed so good and denied all night and all day. A miracle.

Not touching like this has had me leaking into my panties all day at work. Every time I crossed my legs during a call. Or while I struggled to focus sitting across the table from a potential client at a lunch meeting. I felt myself drip and leak. I caught myself closing my eyes and half-sighing when my pussy would throb. I honestly can’t believe I can get away with being such a mess at the office. Maybe it’s because I’m taken pretty seriously at work so people wouldn’t really suspect anything? Or maybe I’m not getting away with it at all and everyone knows. Could be either.

Anyway, when in got home I was barely through the doorway before I was stripping my clothes off and getting myself into the shower. So needed after a day like today. A nice long shower, straddling the line between washing my pussy and rubbing it. But I still stayed good.

This is the longest I’ve gone without rubbing my pussy for as long as I can remember and I can’t imagine lasting another night. Part of me wants to stay strong and denied, continuing on with zero touches. While the other part of me wants to play and rub and moan and edge, ruining another pair of my cute little panties for you all.

Both could be fun.

I’m doing a little no-touch situation right now and I’m an absolute wreck about it. It hasn’t even been a full two days and I am already a needy mess. Pressing my thick thighs together while I read through all your horny posts and comments. You’re all so goddamn hot and perverted. You’re killing me.

And because I’m so dumb and desperate right now, I decided it would be a good idea to post about it. Like any of you are going to make it any easier not to rub my aching wet pussy. I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Edit: 2 hours later and I still haven’t touched my needy pussy.

I’ve been edging for over a week now and my brain is essentially just a pile of porn and recycled perverted thoughts at this point. I can’t focus on anything but cumming.

I can’t form my own thoughts anymore. I just need to be directed, told what to do to make myself feel good. Instructed on how to be good porn for all of you - because I want to be.

Back home after a night out with friends. I’m still so hopelessly horny from being on edge for over a week.

I went out with the intent to have a little extra fun, maybe hook up a little bit (my partner and I have a semi-open relationship). I made sure to wear my skirt nice and short. I put on one of my sexier perfumes. I wore my favorite pair of panties.

The bar we went to is pretty popular, so it gets crowded in there. It’s one of the only bars with a good indoor/outdoor area that isn’t some embarrassing rooftop club or something. After being there for about an hour I’m starting to feel good. I’m in line at the bar, trying to draw a little attention to myself. I get a couple bites and had some fun flirting. One guy seemed promising at first, but when he went to put his hand on my thigh he was too timid about it. Another guy got a little farther when we ducked outside for a little makeout. He squeezed my ass and felt me up over my shirt, but he was soooo boring.

Overall, kind of a bust. Where are the guys that will lead me down a hallway and push me up against the wall? Whose hands don’t shake when they pull me in by my waist? The ones who will get me so turned on the only thing I can think about is finding a way to fuck them in the bathroom? Ah well, I’ll probably get off better here at home anyway.

Im going out with a few of my friends tonight and I’m feeling especially horny. I’ve been edging for a little over a week now so I feel like I might be going insane. Every movement and every thought is making me ache. I made 2 impressively stupid mistakes at work today solely because my brain was too distracted by my own throbbing pussy. Ugh, I’m a mess.

Anyway, my friends and I are going out tonight to a couple bars. I feel like I want to have a little fun, maybe show off a little, act a little slutty, see where things go. My partner and I have a semi-open relationship so I’m allowed to have my fun for the most part as long as I come home. I’ve just never really wanted to let things go much further than a little makeout on nights like this, but maybe tonight will be different. I don’t think I want to fuck anyone or anything, but maybe a little light fucking around or teasing is in order. You know, more inspiration for when I come home and get back to rubbing my pussy like a good girl for all of you.

I don’t do it all the time, but it can be so sexy watching myself edge every so often. I have a floor mirror in my bedroom that I can turn toward the bed so I can watch as I touch myself. And I know how this sounds - it’s not that I’m self-obsessed or anything, it’s just so sexy to watch myself come undone, you know?

Plus, I feel like I put on a little bit of a show for myself when I’m watching. Like I’m arching my back a bit more, moaning a bit more - just everything, but more.

I know I’m not alone here, but I’ve got to talk about how horned up and stupid I get for a good pair of hands. It’s honestly silly. I know its a little tame but there is not a lot sexier to me than hands on a body.

I love thinking of big strong hands fingering my pussy with a surprising level of expertise, making me shake and moan. Or small dainty hands getting lost a little in my soft full breasts. I love the way hands look as they confidently reposition my body. How they feel in my mouth while I’m being fucked.

And I love the way my hands look as they softly trace the outline of my pussy over the top of my panties. Teasing me with just enough pressure to make me squirm a little against my sheets.

I had one of those awful kinds of work days where I just got yelled at by men all day long and I’m pretty sure it’s affecting the kind of porn I’m looking for tonight. Like I’m finding myself craving something sweeter? Or softer? Lord knows I love a little soft dom situation - I think that’s where I’ll be living tonight.

I just want to watch women being taken care of, praised, and fucked with intention. God it’s so hot when a man is focused on making a woman feel as good as possible.

I want to know what all you pervs are doing tonight.

What’s on your mind? Where are your hands? What are you thinking about? What’s making you stroke or rub yourself right now? What are you watching? Where are you scrolling?

I’m just so curious

There is nothing better than creating a fun little vibe to settle into for a nice long night of edging and rubbing. I love making a little night of it, ya know?

Like now I’m just out of a nice long shower, fresh sheets on the bed. I’ve got a cute little shirt/panty combo going on, my hair tied in a loose braid. One of my favorite albums is playing and incense is burning while a joint waits for me on the nightstand.

Something about the intention just turns me on so much. Not that I need the help - I’ve been edging for a week so I’m already pretty worked up. Softly running my hand over my panties, teasing my needy little clit. Giving my nipples a gentle tug through the thin material of my little tank top.

I’ve talked a few times on here about my more exhibitionist fantasies. Something about it just turns me on so much. Group sex, cuck stuff, secretly fucking around in public, the risk of getting caught… Honestly, if it has to do with being on display or fucking where I shouldn’t, I’m probably into it in some way.

Tonight I’ve got all these different scenarios rolling through my dumb, edged out brain and I can’t pick just one. I just keep getting wetter and wetter as I lay here, squeezing my thighs together, trying not to rub my needy little pussy until she really really deserves it.

A nice Sunday afternoon, laying back, watching baseball. My partner drifting off on the opposite side of the couch while I sit here, thighs squeezing together under my blanket. Occasionally letting my fingers drift down between my legs, rubbing my needy pussy over the top of my pretty pink panties.

Mmmmmm ungh god I am so fucking needy right now, I’m sweaty, writhing around, my sloppy pussy making a mess of my hand. Mmmm I know how pathetic and desperate I must look but I don’t care. I need all of you to know what a filthy little thing I am