No Touch Diaries: Day 6-10

Transcript

Hey. Welcome to the second entry in my No Touch Challenge diary. I'm Faye, and I'm almost halfway through the 25-day No Touch Challenge I imposed upon myself at the beginning of the month.

Oh, sorry. Well, I don't really edit these audio diaries. I want you to hear my authentic, unfiltered thought process.

So, I hope you enjoy this drowsy retelling of the last few days, and I hope you'll stick around and see what happens when I come back again on the 15th. I'm very determined not to lose this challenge, but something happened really technically early this morning that was a bit of a game-changer, if I'm honest. The first five days, really the first seven days, were cake.

I wasn't feeling the heat much. It wasn't too bad. But once I hit day seven, it's like.

.. it's like a switch flipped. Something happened, because I just.

.. I could not function for the desire running through my body. I could not handle it.

I was distracted and just aching all the time. Just aching between my legs. I was wet all the time.

Just overflowing with need, and it only got worse and worse. I even wrote down some notes so I could keep track of how I was feeling at the time. And I just have a note from day seven and some notes from day eight.

Day nine, I was such a wreck that I barely had a coherent thought. But day seven, I wrote down I was okayish in the day, but I kept feeling so wet and achy. But an interesting note here was that at that night time, I was completely, completely desperate for some sort of feeling, some sort of sensation.

And according to my notes, I actually contemplated, I can't touch myself, but I could get my dildo and just suck on it, just to have it fill up something, fill up my mouth. Which I've never done, and I never felt a desire to do that. But new thing unlocked, and to answer your question, no, I did not end up doing that because I knew it would make things more challenging, not less.

And then, coming back on day eight, things were easier, but I had a bit of a distraction. I went to the beach most of the day. The only thing is, is that when I was on the beach, according to my notes, I had a fantasy of lying on my back and being kissed awake, and sliding between my thighs, easing them apart, fingers running up and down my sweat, and then I would feel my breath clicking, and I would, you know, make sure I was all the way awake, make sure I wasn't making any weird sounds or movements in that sun.

It was a beautiful fantasy, but it didn't help matters. But strangely, once I got back from the beach, I felt kind of satisfied, even though I hadn't done anything. That feeling wouldn't last though, because we're speeding up towards the event that I tweeted about early, early.

I tweeted about it almost as soon as it happened. I had some trouble getting to sleep last night, and I ended up. ..

This is a diary, so I'll be candid. I ended up talking with a friend, and texting turned into a call, and it was. ..

Yeah, we both got pretty worked up, which is hilarious, because they're actually doing a similar type of self-discipline thing to mine. I was so worked up. I got off the phone, and then for hours later, I just.

.. I could not sleep. I could not sleep for the sensation.

I think I tweeted about it. Hang on. Let me see if I deleted it, because it was so embarrassing.

Let me see what I wrote. I wrote. ..

Yes. I wrote, and this was around 3 in the morning almost. I said, I wish I was Joshia, but I'm literally too high.

I worked up the function right now. It's almost 3 a.m. , and I can't sleep, because I'm throbbing, and it's taking all my concentration not to touch.

That was true, and then this whole time, I've been watching porn on and off, and I was torturing myself with videos, because I just felt. .. I mean, as long as I was already wet and aching, might as well, you know, be watching something.

Audios are too much, though, for me. During these, they're too powerful, so I usually don't listen to them until I'm really feeling like some torture, and I was about an hour into my 3 a.m. torture almost, when I decided to do it.

I decided to switch over to an audio, and that was so stupid of me. I was laying on my stomach, legs spread far apart, as far apart as I could do it. Nothing, nothing underneath anything.

I wanted to make sure that I was not going to hump the mattress or anything like that, and I wanted to make sure that I was keeping myself best chance. I did it. I lay there, and I tried really hard not to move, but unfortunately, that's not what happened.

I ended up moving just a little. Not even in a, you know, a humping motion, but just shifting a little side to side, like a rock side to side with my hips. And when I turned on the audio, it's like everything turned 0 to 11 inside, and while I was only doing the most microscopic movements, it still ended up.

And again, I wasn't humping anything. Not a pillow, not a blanket, not a rolled up blanket, not a sheet. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing.

There was air underneath me, as far as I could tell. I tried really hard, but I was just so worked up internally that I felt something clench and release and clench and release, and before I knew it, I was, I was coming. And it was, it was really intense.

I cried out. I remember that, and I was so thankful it was three in the morning, but I swear I didn't touch. I didn't even move my hands down there afterwards.

I just, I just lay there with my legs still far apart until I'd calmed down. And honestly, it made it worse, because now I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking about, can I do that again? Will it take me another few days to get to that point where just the power of my desire alone and my brain's response to it is enough to whip my body into a frenzy without any touch whatsoever?

Interesting. So, that's where we're at. After that, today felt a little calmer.

I was very, very worked up this morning, but I'm starting to quiet down a little. I'm so interested in what these next five days are going to look like. Hopefully, I can look forward to a little bit of peace and quiet, because it is just way too dramatic.

All of this, all of this rolling, intense passion is just too much. Some people have things to do during the day. But, I can feel myself getting too sleepy to be making any sense right now, so I think I need to end it.

Thanks so much for listening, and I'll be back in a few days. Bye!