Chastity and orgasm denial discussion

My wife was standing there in the nude at our bedroom door, chatting about some friends. I eventually asked if she was hinting for sex. She replied that while she wasn’t sure she’d go all the way since she felt totally satisfied from yesterday, I could still give her a five-minute lick. She flopped onto the bed with her legs draped over my shoulders and me kneeling beside her. For about half an hour, she drifted into a dreamy state as I worshipped her pussy. All this time, I was dripping all over the carpet but watched in pure joy as her muscles tightened and she climaxed hard several times. Afterward, she got up, we exchanged some lovely words with each other, and then put our clothes back on. It felt wonderful; I didn’t miss out at all, even though my penis hadn’t really been involved actively. Society, the media, porn—it’s so fixated on the penis and penetration. But thanks to chastity, I’ve realized that burying my head between her legs isn’t just a step toward climaxing for me; it is the goal itself. As one of those guys who takes things slowly, I’m grateful this practice helped me see clearly.