I never knew ruined orgasms were a thing until I stumbled upon it one day while scrolling through Reddit. The concept intrigued me, as someone who always had a fascination with male pleasure. The thought of being in control of someone’s orgasm, of taking them to the brink and then snatching it away, sent shivers down my spine.

But it wasn’t just about the power dynamic for me. It was the idea of giving someone intense pleasure and then denying them the satisfaction of release. It seemed almost cruel, and yet, it stirred something deep inside of me. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and before I knew it, I was searching for more information and videos on the subject.

I became obsessed with ruined orgasms, and I couldn’t wait to try it out for myself. Luckily, I had a willing participant in my boyfriend, Tyler. He was always open to trying new things in the bedroom, and I knew he would be up for this.

One night, I brought up the idea to him, and I could see the excitement in his eyes. We did some research together, and he was more than willing to let me take control and ruin his orgasm. I had never felt more powerful than in that moment.

And so, we began our game of ruined orgasms. It was exhilarating, both for me and for him. I loved seeing the desperation in his eyes as I teased and denied him, only to give him the ultimate satisfaction in the end.

From then on, ruined orgasms became a regular part of our sex life. We couldn’t get enough of it, and it brought us closer together in ways I never thought possible. Who knew that something so seemingly cruel could be so deeply satisfying for both parties involved?

But I didn’t care about the logic behind it. All I knew was that I loved playing with my boyfriend’s orgasms, and I couldn’t wait to see where else our exploration would take us.