POV Handjob Cumshot: Best 5-Day Abstinence Test

So this one time, my girl wanted to test that whole no-fun-for-five-days thing, and honestly, I figured it was just an excuse for her to torture me a little, but she was dead serious about this POV handjob cumshot experiment, and by day three I was losing my mind. She’d send me these teasing texts at work, little reminders that I wasn’t allowed to touch myself, and every night she’d curl up next to me in bed wearing nothing but my old t-shirt, her thigh pressed against mine, pretending to scroll through her phone while I lay there staring at the ceiling. By the fifth morning I was so keyed up that everything felt electric—the brush of her hair on my shoulder, the smell of her skin, the way she looked at me with that slow, knowing smile. She finally pushed me back onto the pillows, straddled my legs, and wrapped her small hand around me, not rushing at all, just stroking with this deliberate rhythm while watching my face like she was reading a book she already knew the ending to. I remember gripping the sheets, breath catching, trying to hold it together, but the build-up was unreal—every nerve felt raw and exposed, and when I finally came it was like a full-body shudder that left me dizzy and laughing, and she just wiped her hand on my stomach and said, see, I told you it’d be worth the wait.