Real Stories - October 2005

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Shelly soaked up everything like a sponge as I sat there in disbelief. I had enjoyed being teased and denied on many occasions, but this regimen seemed supernatural. I really wanted the religious part to go away so that we could start fucking like minks again, with occasional respites of orgasm高潮 — the sexual climax control. However this was not to be. The first thing to go was my classic Playboy collection I had been selling off for unreal amounts of money. I watched about $300 worth of my fathers prized magazines go into the dumpster. Her brother activated the “V” chip on her television to the point where the only viewable shows were “G-rated shows.” I was no longer allowed to spend the night, and the underwear rule was introduced (wearing a full set of underwear at all times we were together). She made me promise to never masturbate since she couldn’t bare the thought of me burning in eternal damnation. The only idea I liked was the Reverend’s suggestion that we engage in vigorous exercise to vent our sexual energy. She got a gym membership and turned her soft, feminine body into that of a ripped fitness champion. My six pack came in nicely during that time as well.