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Date: June 5 2016

Ok. I know the last update on the coin-flip log was April

15, and today is June 5th, but my dominant hand is still in a cast.

Even still, I’m supposed to start doing to light exercises with it, so it’s

time to get some typing done and catch the coin-flip log up. My in-box is blowing up with requests for updates, so here it goes. Most of it will be

just me copying my notes into Tumblr.

April 16 Tails.

April 17 No action today.

April 18 Heads.

April 19 Heads.

April 20 Heads

He cashed in his three heads in a row for a ruined orgasm. For this ruined orgasm, I used a cat-o-nine tails on his genitals, and just kept patiently whipping his balls and penis. It stung them all pink and inflamed, and he leaked precum, desperate to cum, for quite a while, but eventually even the sting was too much pleasure. As soon as I saw the first real dry throb, I stopped, and waited. After a couple more dry bobs of his penis, some cum managed to find its way out, and then he had a nice generous spurt from deep within his blue (and now also pink) balls. He deserved that. I got him some Vaseline and ice for his stinging genitals, and we went to bed

April 21

While moving a heavy cement pot on a wagon, it started to tip. I tried to catch it so it wouldn’t break, and ended up breaking it and my hand. Needless to say, no action this day.

April 22

Husband was pampering me all day, and I came twice. H and H. Tough break for husband, too. This was five heads in a row. He cashed in three of them earlier for a stinging ruined orgasm, when he could have held out for pussy, and would have earned it too.

April 23 No action.

April 24 T and H

April 25 H

April 26 No action. Doctor visits, and a new cast.

April 27 H He passed on a ruined orgasm to hold out for pussy.

April 28 H He passed on a satisfying orgasm to hold out for pussy.

April 29 Tails. Another tough break for my husband.

April 30 H

May 1 H

May 2 H He passed on a ruined orgasm to hold out for pussy.

May 3 T

May 4 H

May 5 H

May 6 H He passed on a ruined orgasm to hold out for pussy.

May 7 T

May 8 H

May 9

My husband woke me up early this am to tell me had just had a wet dream while sleeping locked in his chastity. This turned me on like you can’t imagine, so I straddled his wet cum-marked thigh, and started to rub my sex on the slippery spot, while asking him to tell me all about his wet dream. He told me he was dreaming that I was fucking a dick cow-girl style. I asked him whose dick it

was, and he said it was just a dick. I told him that if he was watching me fuck

it cow-girl style, it couldn’t have been his. He stared deep into my eyes when

I said this, because I know this thought turns him on. I humped myself on his cum-slicked thigh while kissing my horny husband, and moaning in his ear. I told him that his dream means he wants me to make him a cuckold, and that he wants to watch me getting fucked. I prodded him, asking “Isn’t that true.” He defended himself saying, “I didn’t say that,” but I told him I know that this is what he wants, and that I could do it if I wanted to. This is true, because in our wedding vows, we purposely left out “faithful” from my vows, even though his included it. Just knowing I have that right is enough to tease him with it. I told him I get to fuck and cum all I want, because I have the pussy. I told him I keep him locked up in chastity and don’t let him cum, because he promised this right to me, and his desperation makes me wet. I told him it’s selfish of me, but he

loves me for it. He loves all his bottled up cum even more when I’m coming in

his face, enjoying everything, and sharing none of it with him.

  All this dirty talk was making us both so aroused, and I came on his thigh with my forehead pressed against his, and my thigh pressing against his chastity. Even though I did all the work, it was his thigh, so he earned a coin flip for the day. Which turned out to be a tails. After I was done coming on his thigh, I told him I wasn’t even going to unlock him to tease him at all. I told him I was going to leave him locked in his sticky chastity, with his cum and mine mixed together

on his thigh, and go back to sleep, and I did. Looking back, May was full of leg humping after this. I just found it so sexy being able to look so deeply into my husband’s eyes while I’m coming. When he eats me out, we can still make eye contact, but from several feet apart, and our mouths aren’t locked together. It’s sexy to be cheek to cheek and cum, and see up close the yearning in his eyes to enjoy what I’m enjoying. Just typing this and thinking about it is turning me on. I’m calling my husband over to start eating me out while I type, to motivate me, and let me enjoy this memory.

I have more of this log to catch up. Today, the day I’m typing to catch up the log, is June 5th, and I’ve only copied the log onto Tumblr up to May 9th so far.

With my husband licking my sexy parts, catching up the rest of this log should be more enjoyable.

May 10 T

May 11 T and T

May 12 T

May 13 H

May 14 H and T

May 15 No Action.

May 16 No Action.

May 17 T

May 18 H

May 19 H

May 20 T

May 21 H and H

May 22 T

May 23 T

May 24 H

May 25 No Action.

May 26 T

May 27 T

May 28 H

May 29 H and T

May 30 T

May 31 H

Wow! An entire month went by without me giving my husband even a single ruined orgasm. I really didn’t expect this game to result in such low orgasm counts for my husband, but despite this fact, we both still agree this coin-flip game for 2016 is one of the best. Besides, it’s more his fault than mine that he’s

not coming so much, because he keeps passing up opportunities to cum hoping for pussy. Perfection is the enemy of good enough.

June 1 T

June 2 H

June 3 T

June 4 T

June 5

...Whew. I’ve caught the log up, and my husband was licking me while I did it. He loves his poor aching blue balls. I just know he does. After I came from his devoted attention between my legs, he had a sweet bead of precum waiting for me on the tip of his cock, so I know he was enjoying my pleasure. I licked it off, and teased him some more with my mouth until I was sure he would cum if I continued. I asked him just now what would be more fun, if I let him cum, or if I kept edging and teasing him until his blue balls could take no more pressure. He only just said, “Oh my God.” I know him so well. I’m going to leave the log here. I have teasing to do.