How no-touch feels
All of your sensors are concentrated to that one spot. Your clit is throbbing and convulsing, the very action giving you some sort of stimulus, turning you on more, and making the whole situation that much worse. Your hips are completely out of your control, humping absolutely nothing. Your legs spread as wide as they can so that you can feel the breeze on your sorry, aching pussy. A moan slips out of you. Your clit throbs again, and you can feel your lips swelling with blood. The absolute lack of sensation on your clit feels like something—it’s torture, and you fight to keep your hands from wandering too far. But at the same time you know that as soon as you touch, some of that neediness, that aching, will wane. But the want, the need to touch yourself, that turns you on so much more than touching yourself ever could. You moan again. Your pussy convulses again.
It’s only been half an hour. You have a week left of this.
