Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: OC Title: Her Special Gift(Female Orgasm Denial) Summary: For their anniversary she offers him a very special gift, she offers her very pleasure. Her special gift Their anniversary approaching, wondering what she could possibly give her husband, wanting something special, something he'd treasure. Never had she dreamed her life could be this happy, the love and friendship shown her by this caring man, a love she could not have believed even existed. He's always been so kind and gentle with her, making sure her needs and even most of her desires are taken care of, not even complaining when he is unable to do the things he likes. Even more fantastic is their sex lives, having met and married this man when she was only sixteen, she had to learn almost everything from him, he was six years older, and seemed to know just what a womans body wanted. From the first time she was shown the joys of oral sex, to their first love making secession, although it was frightening at times, even loosing her virginity was special. Sure she was score the next day, however the slight discomfort this caused was also a sweet reminder of the pleasure she felt. Again she had never imagined her body could feel this way, and having an orgasm while being deeply penetrated, being able to clench tightly to his organ as her body contracted, spasming, cumming with his body deeply embedded into her very core, she still cannot explain or begin to describe how that feels. And the feeling of his seed being released, injected, impacting her so deep inside, just another of the unbelievable pleasures he has provided her these past years. Finally an idea, she finally knows what she wants to give her husband, her lover, her very best friend. All these years he has provided such wonderful pleasure, making sure she is fully satisfied, even at the expense of his pleasure. She's decided to reverse these roles somewhat, thinking how to do this she slowly arrives at a decision. He's always been so conscious of her needs, desires, pleasures, always placed them in the highest regards, so now she wants to do the same for him. Unsure how to communicate this she decides a letter may be best. Dear Lover I know what I'm about to ask in this letter may seem a bit strange, however I ask that you honor my request for at least the next month. At that time, we'll have a discussion about how things should continue. Ever sense we've met you have always taken very special care of me, caring for my needs, my desires, and even my wants. You've been the lover most only get to dream about, so caring and careful to give me pleasure before even attempting to take your own. I absolutely love the way you make me feel, when we make love the pleasure sends shivers though my entire being. Never in my wildest dreams did I think things could be this good. Having said that this year I'd like you to be the one receiving that pleasure, I'd like to give back to you some of the awesome pleasure you've provided me over these past years. I beg of you to honor this request, as I have no other gift that can even come close to what I now offer. I know you'll say this isn't necessary, that you receive pleasure every time were together, however I again beg you to do as I'm asking. For this next month, beginning tonight, I'm giving you my pleasure, I'm asking you to accept my body as your gift. I'm yours to tease, to use, any way you see fit, I just ask one thing in return, that you keep the pleasure for yourself. I'm asking you to accept my pleasure, to accept my orgasm as your gift. For at least the next month, I'm asking you to use me for your pleasure, teasing me, edging me, however often, in what ever ways you desire, with the only stipulation being I must not receive my ultimate pleasure from the experience. You must promise me to dictate, to require me to give up, to withhold my orgasm. If during this time I should fail to maintain control, if I should somehow loose control (And I beg you to try to force this issue), that you will cause me to loose the pleasure. I'm sure you remember this past year when you wanted to see me cum, when you wanted to see my body's reaction to orgasm and you ask me to remain open, ask me to just allow the orgasm to take place. Remember how badly I still needed to cum, how I didn't get to feel that pleasure, how very swollen I remained. Well, I'm asking for at least the next month, that even that is to be denied. And if I do loose control, that you will maintain enough control over me to only allow that kind of a release. If this does prove to be as pleasurable to you as I think it may, If it in fact gives you as much, or even greater pleasure, I'd ask we continue. I'm sure there will be times that I beg you to let me cum, that I plead with you for my pleasure, even crying, sobbing for it. This is where I'm asking, no I'm begging you to be strong. I so long to give you this gift. I just know I'll need your help to remain true to my desires, so I beg of you to please accept this as a contract between us that this next month will be our trial period. If you so desire, and only if you desire you may allow me one orgasm a month, one every other month would also be fine, however if your desire is for me to wait the entire year, or longer then your decision will be honored. I'm begging you, please be sure to force this issue, even if I'm sobbing, begging you to allow my pleasure, DON'T. Lovingly, submissively, yours forever more I (Wife's Signature)_______________________, do promise to allow my body to be used for your pleasure any time you desire. Further I do promise to refrain form orgasm until said time is past and you command I should receive that pleasure. I (Husband's Signature)_______________________, do promise to honer the request to deny your orgasm, to withhold that pleasure, causing you to get your fulfillment from my pleasure. That you should learn to rely on my orgasmic pleasure alone to for fulfillment of your needs and desires. I thank you in advance for signing this commitment and look forward to enjoying your increased pleasure. Love Always With the letter signed, placed so he will receive it when arriving home, I also place a note, I'll be in our room preparing myself for you. Hope to see and serve you soon, Love...... Preparing herself, the bedroom is ready, cool, bed turned down, soft ropes secured to the bed posts, tucked discretely beneath the mattress. Showering, all hair removed below the neck, Feeling totally naked, so very exposed, knowing he'll be able to see everything. Remembering not to use perfumes, deodorants, as they can lead to bad taste, and it won't be long before he's home. Thinking about whats to take place, already getting moist, deciding the best place to wait is in our bed. Lying there, pondering, still thinking, getting excited, more and more worked up, wondering how he'll receive this offer, what will he think, of her, her gift, her sacrifice. Even before his car pulls up, orgasm is only a breath away, knowing this would be an extremely explosive orgasm, likely her last in quite a while. Tempted to retrieve the letter, to have at least one more great night of sex, to feel orgasm crashing over her just one more time lying there contemplating. Continuing to edge, suddenly the front door opens, it's too late, so very close, swollen, needy, and it's already been over a week. Work has been long and hard lately preventing her normal release these past days. The longing to feel him inside has been growing, desperation has begun setting in. So close to that wonderful feeling, that blissful relief you desire and now know you won't be feeling for quite some time, wondering, wishing you had just waited to give him the letter. Looking up, you see him standing in the doorway, letter in hand, holding a rose he has purchased on his way home, his eyes wide with wonder, with desire, a bulge already visible in his trousers. Speaking, he's asking if your sure this is what you want, if your positive. Tears staining your eyes you respond, whispering yes. He presses a finger to your lips, silencing you, you wanted to explain, however he's asking you to listen. Before we commit to this, I have a confession to make, please consider it carefully as it may influence your decision. I've always fantasized about this very chance your giving me. You know how I love taking you orally, you promising not to cum while I'm eating you, having you take it as long as possible, pushing me away at the very last second before you cum. Well you must know that would continue, I'd like to take it even further, having you relax even more, opening yourself, denying yourself, until you ache so bad breathing could set you off. That's where I'd like to begin making love to you, having you on edge to the extent shuttering from a deep breath could tumble you into orgasm. Now imagine if you would, me entering your body when your this excited, forbidding you even to clench, requiring you to remain open, allowing you body, you very feminine core to be used for my pleasure. You'd be required to offer yourself, to position yourself for deep penetration, to concentrate on how this feels for my pleasure. I'd do my best to drag across your clitoris while moving, in, out, thrusting, I would want this to be as difficult as possible, extracting pleasures you never dreamed existed, yet still you'd be required to withhold, required to deny yourself the very pleasure your body, your mind is screaming for. As I approached orgasm, your nipples would be stroked, gently rolled, pressure applied to the base, gently squeezing, swelling the tips. You would receive the same on your clitoris, my fingers, stroking, your clitoris riding between two fingers, then as I approached my release, gently squeezing the very base of your clit, literally masturbating you, gently rolling, squeezing your clitoris as I stroked towards the tip, finally feeling the tip slipping through my fingers. This would continue, you'd feel me swelling, embedded deeply in your body, exploding with pleasure, my cum erupting deep inside, the jets of hot seamen impacting your cervix. Through all of this, you must maintain control, breathing, relaxing your vagina, opening yourself, welcoming me into the depth's of your womanhood. Remaining hard, I'd again begin thrusting, enjoying your swollen, desperation, your unfulfilled need. As you again approach orgasm, concentrating on pushing you, on forcing your body over the edge, you'd be begging, pleading, and finally begging me not to make you cum, asking me to stop, asking please, your too close, slowly, I'd withdraw, knowing all the wile you'd be feeling my swollen manhood, my mushroom head, grazing your walls, extracting just a bit more pleasure. Panting, needy, your body crying for a release that must be denied, I'd relax, lying back, enjoying the feeling, waiting, waiting for you to finish, to take me into your mouth, to give me yet one more enjoyment, the joy of having your lips, you mouth, engulfing my manhood, knowing your not only tasting our flavor, your also tasting my release, realizing once again how wonderful this felt. Sometimes I may even release again, into your mouth, other time, I may finish again inside your fluttering depths. Frustrated, sobbing softly with need, we settle down for the night. You'd be required to remain wet, knowing with each movement you'd feel our fluids, seeping past your swollen need, dripping from your body. Periodically, through the night, I'd again awaken your desire, slowly stroking, feeling your clitoris hardening, begging for more. This would be your life, this will be our reality if you sign. Think about it for tonight, with the promise you'll never bing yourself off again, you'll always wait for me to allow an orgasm. Knowing your needs, your desires will be completely out of your control, normally forbidden, never forgotten. Knowing with this contract, you'll be fulfilling one of my biggest fantasies. I realize this is a lot to give, however I would ask one thing further, a slight change to the contract. The first 30 days will be no orgasm, other than that, you'll be guaranteed at least one orgasm every 90 days, however I reserve the right to require you to cum as often or as little as I desire. At times you will wait 90 days to cum, other times you will be forced to cum multiple times, multiple days in a row, I don't want your body to get used to this, I fully intend to keep you on edge, guessing, never knowing. If this is acceptable, if this is what you want, then in the morning, your to get up, shower, and again offer yourself to me. A clean pussy, swollen with need, dripping with desire, to be enjoyed, used, knowing your need, your desire, your very desperation will increase my pleasure. In the morning after you've given yourself to me in this way, together we'll sign, in agreement that this is indeed the gift you want to give, the life you wish to live. Kissing you, holding you close, feeling your struggles, knowing, tonight you'll lie awake, wondering, thinking, pondering your decision. Morning, a day of decision... Waking early, if you could call it waking, sleep has been fleeting at best, awake most of the night, the feelings of unsettled, unfulfilled desire, aching for satisfaction. Knowing this very mornings actions will have a lasting impact, knowing you want, your body needs an orgasm. However, you've made this offer, offered your special gift, hoping, praying, this is not the wrong decision, hoping you'll receive permission to enjoy your release, knowing it's no longer your decision. The shower is at least comforting, exciting, clenching yourself your realize how very needy your body is, it almost hurts not to cum, breasts, labia, clitoris, your entire vulva is still swollen. Knowing I like you clean, that I like tasting only female, you begin to rinse, the shower head, forcing water into your vagina, the feelings build quickly, quivering, ready to cum. Regaining control, looking up, you realize I've been watching, enjoying the sight, knowing you've withheld. I commend you for regaining control, telling you this is precisely how I want you, so close preventing release is difficult even before we begin. Taking your hand, I lead you directly from the shower, Towels are already on the bed, your placed gently on your back, wet, dripping from the shower, from desire, literally wet in many ways. Your eyes are pleading, knowing you desire to ask for permission I again place my finger to your lips. Taking the ropes you so thoughtfully provided, I bind your wrists, rendering you helpless. I've placed another rope under the mattress, about centered in the bed, instead of securing your ankles, I carefully bind your knees. Leaving some room for movement, yet still forcing you to remain wide open, pillows placed under your hips, tilting, lifting you. Beautiful, what a wonderful site, your body is completely exposed, offered so completely, so helplessly to your lover. I simply ask, are your sure, is this what you want, do you still desire to give this gift? Softly, almost inaudibly, you whisper yes, yes... this is what I want, I love you and give myself completely. Eyes watering, tears beginning to form, emotions welling up inside I lean down, kissing you, telling you how in love, how honored I am. Continuing, the kiss turns urgent, lifting, your desiring more, across your chin, down your throat, I continue kissing. Knowing your going mad with desire, I continue, admiring, loving the sites, your nipples, hard, reaching, begging for attention. Gently, softly, my palms, grazing their tips, teasing, building desire, as you arch for more contact, I withdraw. Leaking, so turned on, lubrication is leaking from within, your pussy, swollen, aching for touch, the pillow beneath you is actually getting wet. Making this build up excruciatingly slow, impossibly difficult, I continue. Finally contact, your labia open, swollen, distended, so very sensitive. Tracing, my tongue slowly, softly, grazing their very edges, your flavor, texture, so intoxicating. Carefully, I begin inserting my tongue, enjoying your pleas, your need for more, avoiding your clit, enjoying it's swollen state, knowing it must ache. Your clitoris is very enlarged, stretching forth, fully exposed, completely free of it's hooded cover. Dragging my tongue from deep within, up to the very edge of your clit, stopping along the bottom edge of it's shaft. Arching yourself up, I withdraw, reminding you, breathe, you must relax, allow your body to open, making yourself an offering. Your hands reaching, clasping to nothing, opening, your toes curling, stretching, I know your close, you need to cum, your breathing is erratic, your pulse fast, a sheen covering your skin. Again I begin, my tongue, deep within, again coaxing your open, exploring, the feel, the fragrance of your need, again at the base of your clitoris. Very carefully I circle your cit, running around it's base, so swollen, throbbing, it hurts so good. Begging, you can't take any more, your loosing control, wanting more, yet asking me to stop, not to make you fail, begging me, (Please, please don't make me cum). Smiling, grinning, I withdraw myself, kissing your thighs, your legs, your feet. In this state, each touch, each whispered breath is erotic. Positioning myself, my cock, at your entrance, waiting, asking, can we continue. As you nod, finally regaining some control, you whisper yes, please continue, thinking this will again be a deliberately slow entry. Surprised, taken off guard, I enter swiftly, driving deep inside, your body is penetrated, deep, completely, almost painfully fast. Loosing your breath, eyes wide, shocked, you all but loose control, now the slow strokes take over. Not wanting you to anticipate, keeping you off guard, I continue. The feeling, being inside your body, taking you in this way, is hard to describe. It's erotic, beautiful, wonderful, warm, wet, words fail, the pleasure is unbelievable. Your body is so turned on, so open, so swollen with need, wet with your own natural lubrication, all this together creates sensations that cannot be duplicated. In this state the female vagina creates a suction, a heat, a feeling like no other. One may wonder what would make you want to have a lady in such a state while asking her not to orgasm, why make her endure such desperation. The answer, until she's in this state, until her body is wracked with need, screaming for release, unless you've driven her mad with desire, felt your orgasm exploding into her body while she's fighting with everything she's got just to hold off her orgasm, you'll never understand. As far as her needs, her desires, until she's experienced this desperation, this need, she'll never understand what her body is capable of, how much desire can well inside her, how wonderfully submissive this feels. Don't get me wrong, the feel of her having an orgasm while your in her body is out of this world, a feeling I'd never want to give up. It's just feeling her struggles, her need while you empty your desires into her depths is just as unbelievable, just in a different way. Finally, my orgasm is ready to burst, looking into her eyes, she knows, knows to steel herself against this pleasure, fight even harder to maintain control when she's already fluttering inside. The swelling, she feels you swelling, beginning to pulse deep within her core, feels your head, expanding, it's flanges grazing, scraping her depth's, touching places she rarely feels, places yet unexplored. Then the pulsing, the exploding, the jets of hot seamen being injected deep, feeling her body accepting your passion, submitting to the feeling, fist's clenched, head tossing, fighting her passion, her need. Emptying yourself into her while she's in this state only increases your pleasure. Her willingness to withhold her own orgasm only increases your orgasm. Her denial of ultimate pleasure increases yours, your building on her need, getting the gratification she's given up. Enjoying this sensation, this feeling of dominating so completely this female your currently inside, this person your now one with. She's not only given you entry into her body, but allowed you to extract pleasure, complete pleasure while denying her the same. He body, quivering, she's panting, in need of release, dying to beg for permission, to cum, remembering her agreement, her gift. Looking into her eyes, telling her how fabulously wonderful this was, slowly, gently continuing to move, carefully, purposefully guiding yourself, drawing your manhood across her clitoris, making her pant, plead for mercy, beg you not to let her cum, not to make her cum. Working her slowly, carefully, to the very edge of reality, to the very extent of her ability to control, to withhold, then, only as she begins to quiver, just before her release, you pull out. Kissing her, releasing her bonds, holding her, enjoying her need, her painful longing for release, enjoying her gift, together you wait. Her emotions overflowing, her need teetering on a razor, she's swollen, aching with frustration, whimpering. Smiling, softly kissing her face, her tears, you speak in whispers. Thanking her, telling her how wonderful she is, how wonderful she feels. Her body, still needing relief, retaining your seed, your satisfaction, is screaming for something more. Please, she speaks, Please love me, hold me, please help me. Together, agreeing to continue, to make this a reality, together, shaking, unsure, she signs, together you sign. A commitment, a contract, a gift, so precious, so beautiful, together in agreement her fate is sealed, placed into your hands. As a caring, loving partner, you must never forget what she's giving up to allow you these feelings. You'll need to understand her need for closeness, to feel comforted, and for you to be sure her needs, her desires, her orgasms are experienced as well. Be sure not to take things so far as to shut her system down, played correctly this should enhance her desire, her want for physical love can be greatly affected, so it's a fine line, balancing deliberate denial of her orgasm, and allowing her orgasm. At times requiring her to experience multiple orgasms over a period of several days or weeks will greatly enhance the effects of denying her. Keeping her body, her mind off guard, not knowing what you'll ask, while still showing her respect, loving kindness, tenderness can build an unimaginable bond, and when experienced in a committed love, a lasting relationship, this bond between you may grow even stronger. now, if you enjoyed this story, please let me know, please be so kind as to drop me a note. I'd absolutely love to hear the female point of view, how this feels from the side of one giving her special gift. ocontrolfd@yahoo.comHerSpecialGift