A week in chastity no longer seems like anything much at all.
I can still recall when a week seemed like ages; things would definitely be building up to a crescendo of sexual desire by the end of it. Even if I knew I was going to be chaste for longer it would still seem like something, and I’d be pretty horny. My very first post was called A Week and Two Days and although I wasn’t claiming that as a major milestone, I was obviously still pretty excited about that at the time.
This time I barely even noticed. I turned round after the surprise of being allowed to come, and it was five days later. That was the first time it even occurred to me.
I guess this is kind of cool because it really does mean that I am no longer thinking about orgasm all the time, and that is part of the point of doing this. However, I have to make sure this doesn’t get addictive, and moreish, and that I don’t need to go for longer and longer periods each time before I start to feel that thrill.
If I go down that path it will end up being all about me again; the only difference will be that instead of being totally focused on orgasm, I’ll end up totally focused on my own accomplishment of chastity milestone. Same dude, different disguise.
That seems like a potential pitfall to me, anyway. I’ll try to avoid it by remembering, as much as possible, that look of delight and joy on Michelle’s face when she made me come, how much she liked the feel of it, and how that thrill contributed to her own lovely orgasm.
Actually I might go lie down and think about that for quite a while.