u/The_Hurting_Kind

One of the greatest tools in the edging arsenal of all penis havers. There’s a bump in the road. A dirty thought. Sometimes I can’t even tell which came first. But then I feel it, slowly swelling inside my pants. Pushing up, becoming more visible. Making the jeans feel so tight. Now every little shake of the car, every dip or thump, sends pleasure through the tip. Thoughts getting filthier. Whole world turning into porn. I can feel it rubbing against the fabric. Aching to be freed. But I can’t do that, at least not yet. I’m well behaved and well adjusted. You don’t just take your cock out in a moving vehicle. Right?

So I let a finger or two wander down to my lap, and begin lightly stroking the frenulum through my bulging pants. It makes the whole body start to buzz, and the head feels fuzzy. I’m watching the road but the brain is only thinking about the cock, and where I’d like to put it. Twitching every time my finger runs by. Rubbing a little faster, breathing a little faster. I shouldn’t take it out. Should I? I think I should. It deserves some nice, full strokes. Fuck. I’m at my destination. Now I have to try to hide this rod poking my pants while I get out of the car and walk inside.

Having spent a large portion of my life in the church environment and then being in places like this the last few years, I can tell you without a doubt that there are many lovely, “pure,” church-going women who behind closed doors are extremely filthy, horny, edged-out rubsluts. And I just want you to know you are soooo hot and you should keep doing what you’re doing 🤤 I know some of you are here. Feel free to call yourselves out 😉

And I already know there’s absolutely no way I’m gonna be able to keep my hands off my cock. Honestly not sure I’ll even get anything else done. If you lovely, filthy, sexy people gave me some degenerate tasks to do, I doubt I’d be able to resist 😵‍💫

I often think about what it would be like to encounter someone I know on here. Maybe not this sub specifically, but something in this…world of filth and horniness. It turns me on, and scares me.

You start talking to a fellow gooner or goonette. You’re both feeling more bold. You start sharing some pics. Nothing too revealing at first. Or maybe some little details about your lives as you get to know each other a bit to build some trust. The words between you are so explicit, so nasty. Then you’re sending more. And then it happens. One of you sees something…maybe it’s some little details in the photo that catches your eye, or maybe it’s obvious. Suddenly your face goes completely flush and your heart starts racing as it dawns on you that this person you’ve been edging with…stroking, fingering, rubbing with…you know them. Maybe they’re just an acquaintance. A coworker. Or maybe it’s someone very close that you’d never expect to see here. Shouldn’t see here.
And now, they’ve realized it too. You’re both completely exposed to each other in a way you’ve never been before. But you’ve gone too far now. You’ve seen each other at your most pure, deepest, pornified level. And all it does is turn you on even more. Now you’re so much more sensitive, so much more desperate. You can’t stop. Neither can they. Your relationship will never be the same. That taboo, that broken boundary of fake normalcy between you, is long gone.

If you’ve ever come across someone you know, or there’s one you wish you would…I’d love to hear about it.

I’ve seen multiple posts now from people who are on vacation and feeling super turned on. Don’t get me wrong, I was completely horny on vacation too, I always am. But now that I’m back…just feeling even more feral today.

Knowing I have sooo much work to catch up on, but I can’t stop scrolling. Reading your posts, peeking at profiles, watching all the porn on my feed…currently squeezing my cock through my jeans, under my desk. I’ve already had to go to the bathroom and edge a couple times. My cock feels soo warm and sensitive. I ruined once, and the cum was flowing like a river. Mmm I can’t wait to get away from my desk and get it out again. Thinking about all the sexy things my pornified brain saw last week, and how many of you are touching right now.

I love the porn shower. It used to be only occasional, when I had lots of time. The more I sink deeper, the more it has to happen.

My phone in my hand, out of reach of the hot streams of water crashing onto my body. Copious amounts of body wash slathered all over my cock and balls, so I can hear every squish and squelch as I begin to slowly stroke. Feeling it grow stiffer and more sensitive as I’m scrolling Twitter and Reddit porn. Deeper and deeper. More and more filthy. Goonettes rubbing. Cum flowing. Bodies plapping together all over my screen, pure overstimulation of sex and bodies on my phone as my hand strokes in a circular motion around the head of my throbbing cock.

I do this until I’ve edged several times and the water is cooling down. I haven’t even cleaned myself in the shower; just gotten dirtier. By the end all the body wash is gone and my thick, aching rod is coated in slimy sticky precum. My body twitches and jumps with every stroke. Mmm I love the porn shower.

Anyone else?

It’s gotta be a staggering number. Right now, this very moment. Or every time you’re doing it yourself. Soooo many other needy porn parts are being tugged, rubbed, or teased behind the wheel. Hands down the front of pants. Maybe fully exposed, for the more bold. I bet you drove past some today and didn’t even know it. And then the ones who are parked, really letting themselves go, hoping maybe they’ll be seen.

I feel like this is as close as we get to a public, free and open masturbation society.

Last night at this place for the weekend and still absolutely out of control horny and unable to stop touching. I heard two women walk into the women’s restroom next door and they’re showering in there. The porn brain is generating some vile thoughts. Like I definitely shouldn’t walk over there and crack the door just to ask them if they want to take turns bouncing on my throbbing, leaky cock. But what if they said yes? That’s what I’m thinking about as I slowly run my hand over this leaky, wet shaft.

Edged before work. Edged at work. Edged in the car when I got to the trail. Edging right now. Every little thing has me touching today.

I posted earlier today about my plans for my walk (I’ll link it in the comments). I got there, and started changing in my car in the parking lot. There was a woman parked a few spots away and I kept hoping she’d see me and notice what I was doing. I changed my shirt and then took my pants and underwear all the way off, and sat there for awhile stroking my throbbing cock. Took some naughty pictures to post, because that’s what I do when I’m this horny.

Then I put my shorts on and hit the trail. My overly sensitive cock head brushing against the fabric and making me even more feral. It was a warm day, and my balls were slapping against my legs with every step, turning me on even more. A woman rode by on her bike with such a nice ass and I had to stroke a little once she was gone. Everything is porn. I kept hoping one of you pervy edged out goonettes with a swollen, sticky pussy would be on that trail too. My sweaty, sticky, leaky, throbbing cock was aching for it. The whole way home I had it out, finger tracing the tip, making myself twitch. I’ve almost cum twice just typing this.

I don’t ever wanna stop.