Bump as I’ve been getting really into it, lately. Never gave it the kink thought before lockdown and all that; guess the opportunity of isolation, frustration and boredom set off a switch and pushed me to try it out. I’m naturally curious and can go long periods without sex, anyway, so I’m naturally wired for it some ways.
Have been slowly working up to longer periods of tease & denial since the start of summer. My method: to keep myself aroused I edge at least three times daily (preferably more) without climax, with at least two of those edges to be done manually without proper toys or water/electric aid. I allow myself to use visual or verbal stimulation whenever I want, but I don’t put on porn as a strict routine (it can break the brain, and tends to worsen my depression). Sometimes I change it up from just watching or reading, and listen to erotic hypnosis or to mature audiobooks - amazing what people record and put on the Internet these days. If that doesn’t do it I go to bdsmlr chat, or add a few little creative sensations using household items in the vicinity (this forces one to be very creative - think elastic band snaps, wax drips, menthol rubs etc.).
Personally I find the practise of edging process itself quite a challenge, which is part of the appeal. I can soft edge -gentle masturbation that gives pleasure but no threat of orgasm - easy to do, especially as I’m reading or bathing or watching shows. Hard edges though live up to their name, and I find it a big effort of concentration and focus to get really close to coming but hold off on climax. If I do accidentally go over, as I have done once before, I make sure to stop all stimulation as I come and hold myself still while breathing deep and evenly. It’s a kind of punishment and a saving throw if I accidentally climax to not enjoy it fully.
As I type I am on the first evening of my first five-day stretch, and a little nervous about what to expect this time around. Two days was easy and barely more than a little kick to my system, and I think anyone not literally addicted to sex could halfheartedly do it; three was a bit tiring and called for a little exertion if willpower, but still quite manageable; the four-day stint, however, was a challenge. On day four I was shocked when I woke up from a non-erotic dream to see myself automatically humping my comforter, and cried when I realised I would have to proceed through my day horny as hell with shaking legs and hyperaware of any touch on my skin. All I could think about in that 24 hours was sex, and this is a big deal as I have very low libido normally. Even with a shower I felt I reeked of sex. When in private at any time during that day i.e., in a bathroom or my bedroom, I would be panting and rubbing up against something. On night four I didn’t even sleep, just stayed up vibrating with tension and what felt like a ‘tantra orgasm’ (soft slow powerful waves of tingling washing over my body & mind) until around daybreak, when I went for it and just came with barely any touch. The end was quite an anticlimax, but apparently it’s normal for denial orgasms to be disappointing for beginners because the huge floods of dopamine over days fades away with a little burst of oxytocin that doesn’t compare in strength.
It’s an awakening and a rush to self-deny if you aren’t usually someone who needs and seeks a lot of sex, or if you’re someone who doesn’t centre it in your life. It’s also a boost to the willpower, at least temporarily (beware post-orgasm slumps and depressions, though). If you’re very active in the sack or a bit of horndog, though, I think for it to have any worthwhile arousing effect then you’d need to directly and explicitly give someone else (consenting) like a Dom/me control of teasing and keeping you denied.