collection of short smut stories
hypnotic edging
by homohypnoticus
adrianus' fingers slowly, lazily caressed shark's t-dick, every small movement audible from the wetness that had been leaking out of them and spread along the entire organ. the inside of them twitched and pulsed. his touches became lighter, wandering to slightly less sensitive areas.
"that's right," he murmured, right near their ear. "staying right around the edge... it's nice to be so close... you want to stay this way... it's such a sweet, relaxing feeling... it takes all of your focus, all of your attention... it spreads through more and more of your body..."
as he spoke, his touches became even lighter, gentler, slower. the stimulation from his voice alone kept them near the edge.
"normally, you only feel this way for a moment before you cum, don't you? or perhaps you don't notice it at all... but sometimes this is better than the orgasm. you can learn to prolong this sensation. to enjoy being quiet and still, focusing only on the pleasure, on maintaining it. it can become so easy, so natural, that sometimes, it may feel as if you've entirely forgotten how to cum... you might need someone to remind you."
his fingers moved up, circling the skin just above their t-dick. his other hand carefully pinched and rubbed their nipple.
the inside of them twitched and squeezed down, even with nothing inside of it. if he had wanted to make them cum, he could have done it with the slightest motion, or maybe even just a word.
the rest of their body was completely still, no longer trying to grind against his hand, no longer squirming when it was close to orgasm. a part of them still worried that they would fall over the edge if they weren't careful, but they tried more and more to give in to his touch completely, to let themself get pushed even closer, to let those occasional convulsions inside of them happen, to trust that it was under control. that they were under control.
"it's a nice, hypnotic feeling," he said. "you're doing very good. there is no need to keep track of the number of edges... it's one single feeling, that becomes a bit stronger at times, a bit weaker at other times... it's a sensation you can learn to feel in your entire body, that you can learn to feel without any physical stimulation at all."
his fingers slipped back down, slowly probing their entrance, tracing along the lips, pushing inside.
"and you can learn to maintain this feeling without orgasming, even when you are being stimulated."
he left his finger inside, barely moving it. even that was almost overwhelming. they took deep breaths.
"that's right. good. you're doing very good. i can feel how close you are."
just when it felt like they might not be able to stop it, he removed his finger, pulling his hand away, not making contact with any sensitive part of them. even without it, they still felt like they might cum. they moaned, almost whimpering.
"shh," he whispered. "you can just keep feeling this way. i'll keep touching you like this throughout the day, to help you... it will get easier with practice. let's just get up for now."