My endgame
I love fantasizing about my edging and others as well. The thought of being at the mercy of my own dicks desires is sooo damn hot and it gets me horny thinking about it every time. I already get personal previews from time to times.
I have passed on going to events to instead stay home and edge
I have woken up rock hard, with my hand quickly traveling to play with my needy cock
Times where I not only struggle to stop edging but I can’t help but start again some short time later failing to part with it for long periods of time.
Again all of this is great but I want more. Let me walk you through how I want to be.
I want to wake up every morning with horny, perverted thoughts and an erection to match. I want to be sleepy because I know I spent too much of the night touching myself when I could be doing something else. I want to feel hunger because I couldn’t bother to get something to eat because I spent too much time touching myself and it would be soo much better if I get someone knocking on the stall because I am spending too much time in there as well. On the bus I want to stroke myself through my pants or if I can undo my zipper and stroke myself hidden away that would be a divine feeling. I need to get to a point where ‘edging for a few hours’ isn’t an accomplishment but just another daily activity. EVEN BETTER would be having a few hours of edging be a disappointment. I want to reach a point where I edge for 10 hours of the day lost in lust.
And I want to reach a point where I can’t recover. Where I have corrupted my own mindset to a point where the damage cannot be undone. I want my lust, my cock to become a permanent aspect of my personality and lifestyle.
KEEP IT UP! THESE ARE GREAT OBJECTIVES!
Where I want to be
my life goal also.