*Being I'm currently celibate again, I decided to re-write and re-post this blog story about my "tantric lover" from last year. We've seen each other several times since (until I became monogamous) and probably will again, now that I'm single and he is pursuing me...plus every time with him continued to be "incredible"!
I'm lying in bed alone, and just the thought of that night has my entire body tingling again--bringing me to a "non-stimulated orgasm"...if I indulge it! This way of orgasming came as quite the surprise to me after becoming a single mother at the age of 46--during the 15-year celibacy that followed--and has intensified ever since!
Now that I became sexually active again this year, these "non-stimulated orgasms" are fucking off-the-charts!! I've realized something else advantageous through this "sexual rebirth" too--the ability to "simultaneously orgasm" on mental command (if the guy lets me know he's cumming that is)...how great is that right! And, if the guy is a "loud-lover"...forget about it! I'm orgasming spontaneously...and frequently!!
This new lover truly was the "loudest and most verbal" of my life! He had me cumming repeatedly, just from his "sexy talking"! Combine that with his groaning and eye contact, and oh God...he had me flying so high that night!
I mean, the guy really should be a "phone sex operator"--he was that good at "dirty talking" during sex! And forget about phone sex--he'd have me cumming without even touching myself!!
I most loved when he'd tell me how he loved my "pretty pink pussy"...that got me every time he repeated it throughout the night! His words trigged my body's "tissue memory"--causing vaginal clinching just from thoughts of how he'd started the evening...by "tongue-fucking" me deeply and giving my clit such glorious attention! I especially like the way he did it too!!
He'd gone down on me by surprising me first! He'd abruptly grabbed my legs behind the calves, lifting them straight into the air! Spreading me and "pinning me" in place--as he held me there, while simultaneously burying his head between my legs (the dominance of it was really so fucking hot)!! Then, the thought of it kept sending my vagina into clinching spasms throughout the night every time he mentioned how he loved eating me!!
Theses "non-stimulated orgasms" come when thinking about sexual occurrences--and now, it's been happening every time I think of that night with him! Omg, it truly was so fucking "INCREDIBLE" (the very word we kept repeating to each other throughout the night)!!
The seeming endlessness of our initial rounds (all in missionary) were accomplished by his slow, slow, slow...nearly non-movements, while buried inside me--coupled with his suddle, but surprising, periodic deep-thrust!! He was blowing my fucking mind with this "tantric" way of lovemaking...a way we just "stumbled upon" that night together no less!!!!
Omg, when he followed those surprising little thrusts with his deep "grinding movements", I found myself gripping him so tightly! My calves would lock behind his knees in a desperate attempt to keep him in place--but mostly to pull him in even deeper!!
All this, along with his sensual kissing, eye contact, and whisperings--while he moved so magically inside me--had me at my highest level of ecstasy!! I'm now going to think of him as my "tantric lover", as he was so into the experience of it--not worried about his own orgasm, but instead in prolonging it! Seemed like our rounds lasted for hours!!
To add to the bliss...or to "break it" (because of its intensity), we'd subconsciously alternate lead and movements. These subtle changes just had to happen...as it would otherwise get so intense, for so long, that it felt like flying too high! Soaring, without concern of ever coming down--and really, never wanting to--yet, all the while, fighting the nagging thought that...
"maintaining such heights for so long, just can't be humanly possible"!!
So, a natural shifting would occur to re-set and allow the intensity to build in a different, maybe even higher direction!!
That tiny, lone thought (the only one able to filter through)--was easily overpowered and replaced with my body's complete concentration on what I was feeling! With sensory overload tittering on the edge--my brain gave way to the "pleasure-focused humming in my body"--allowing no other thoughts to distract it!
If any other thought even tried to take root, it was banished through his continuous "whisperings"--some in his language, making them even hotter!! I loved when he called me..."Mi Amor" (my love), even though we were casual lovers!
His sweet murmurings (i.e. coachings, pronouncements, subconscious exclamations) kept me completely tuned-in to the "incredible" experience we were sharing! His feelings, being so verbally transparent, heightened mine! Our mutual sounds of groaning--even "guttural growling"--absolutely aroused both of us!!
I loved when he pulled descriptions from my lips, but mostly when he was verbal about his--especially when he kept repeating:
"OMG, this is INCREDIBLE...I've never experienced anything like this in my life"!!
I kept agreeing with him wholeheartedly, as he had my body hovering in a heavenly state!! I felt suspended with the "velvety feel and slow rhythm" of his smooth cock...then, I'd find myself "shuddering" with his periodic, quickening thrust! Those little movements had me mentally transfixed--focusing on their precise source...on "that spot" and nowhere else!
My mind and body were so totally aware of the slightest movement happening at our "joined spot"--it seemed to go on endlessly too...and then, in unison, our bodies flowed into change. His mini-thrust would naturally dissolve, as I subconsciously took lead.
Grabbing his hips to slow things down again, I'd follow with the subtle swirling-circles of my own hips. I added a movement I'd been practicing-- like doing Kegel exercises, but instead simulating "belly dancing" movements with my vaginal muscles...he seemed to love it!!
Then, by starting upward thrust, I'd found my own rhythm and would keep us hovering there with it...nearly longer than I could bare at times, as it felt so damn good!!
He seemed to love the edging too...he kept noting every grip I made on his cock with my inner muscles! Muscles which I can control, yet that night seemed to be controlling me with multiple orgasms!!
OMG! OMG! Shit...it's starting to happen again right now!! Just now...this minute...as I write this! I'm starting to tingle all over again just from indulging these memories!!
My heart has started beating fast, and as I scan my body--my toes are curling, my calves and thighs are tightening! Oh shit! It's coming...my pelvis is starting its little thrusting, my vaginal lips are tingling, and my inner muscles are clinching! My stomach has tightened, my ribs are feeling squeezed, and my breasts are starting to throb! I sense tingling all the way down my arms to my fingertips too!
See, THAT'S how fucking "INCREDIBLE" it was! So much so, that I can have "non-stimulated orgasms" just from thinking of it!!
Yes, my whole body is tightening up now! Like that intense waking "morning-body-stretch"--the one where every muscle contracts, clinching tighter and tighter, making you feel soooo good! With the spasming of orgasm started, everything from my ribs to my pelvis is contracting with it now! The building is culminating to that "ultimate spasm"--the one between my legs!!
Oooh fuuuck...yes, the catalyst is coming...OMG! OMG! OMG!...it's coming...yessss!! BAMMM!!... Another overwhelming "NON-STIMULATED ORGASM"!!!!
Sometimes they take on a mind of their owe! I don't even have to fantasize to indulge them at times! It's pretty fucking intense when they do too!!
Phew...ok, ok, breathe girl! Gotta calm myself! I really want to remember more. Ok...woooo...ok, ok...now, where was I? Oh yes, I'm remembering more now! I actually need to backtrack a bit I think.
God, I'm so blessed to be able to "feel" SO readily! My body has always been extremely sensitive and easy to "read" sexually--and recently, easy to "command" as well, thankfully!
Soooo, to continue...
We went at it from the moment he walked in the door!" He met me with the most delicious, sensual kiss I'd ever experienced (well, except for those two previous dates when we never went past 3rd base). Those dates fueled the build-up and anticipation for this one--our first night together in a hotel! Knowing we'd have the whole night together lending to the experience--probably what made it SO "incredible"--in knowing we would not be rushed, making all the difference!
His lingering "welcome-kiss" led us to the bed right away--he actually had me walking backwards while we stayed lip-locked from the door to the bed! We knew why we were there, and what we wanted--there was no need to "break-the-ice" with chatting!
Hell, we'd already knew we had dynamic chemistry together! This was the night we'd been waiting for--the night we were going pass 3rd base--to have glorious sex together finally!!
We reached the bed and couldn't even take the time to climb onto the king mattress vertically--we dropped on it horizontally, continuously kissing, with our legs hanging off. He pulled me on top of him, and I loved the feel of his erection through our clothes!
Since my "sexual rebirth" this year, I've discovered I was able to orgasm just from "kissing"...hell, I learned I could cum just from "passionate cuddling" even! So, forget about adding the feel of his erection to the mix--I was a fucking goner!!
I was not surprised that he had me cumming like "five times" that first round! I lost count after that--let's just say, having three rounds that night had me gushing like a geyser! God bless him...he kept holding out to get as many orgasms out of me as he could!!
I was blown away at how long he lasted! It must have been the prolonged, slow "tantric sex" we were achieving together. Ironically, this type of sex (even with being an amazing form of "connection" ) may not appeal to many women....and most men wouldn't attempt it either--their possible disinterest due to lack of patience on both parts. However, I highly recommend trying "tantric sex" with your partner...some may find it life-altering!
I, just this minute, decided to stop writing, and go do some research--as to whether I am indeed calling this type of sex by its right name. It's not something I've ever thought to label before--more like something I've striven for...actually yearned for, my entire sexual life!
I can't believe it's actually happened to me! My imagination came to life! It was all because we discussed our preferences before our night together--and he "paid attention"...God bless him!!!!
*So here's the result of my research:
"Tantric sex is a slow, meditative form of sex where the end goal is not orgasm, but enjoying the sexual journey, and sensations of the body. Although often synonymous with sex, 'tantra' is really about 'connection'--whether that's with yourself or between you and a partner."
I just love that description! It really hits the "nail-on-the-head"...and speaking of "heads hitting"... our third and final round did just that! With his cock's head hitting me deep inside with every one of his thrusts--so we enjoyed that explosive "pounding-type" sex too!!
The first two rounds--being as slow, and tantric, as we could possibly stand it--culminated into a final mind-blowing, "woken sex", round which took on a mind of its own! We were still half-asleep, not thinking about trying to "edge-out" our experience--but instead, letting our passion go absolutely fucking wild on each other!!
So upon waking, after a much needed nap, we started outright fucking! That tantric buildup hours before manifested into a sense of sexual frenzy for both of us! Our screaming reaching high volumes with the escalating pleasure...ending with that "all-gutteral" roar pouring out from both of us as we reached that magnificent "simultaneous orgasm"!!!!
As dynamic as round three was--I'd have to say it was the "tantric combination" that brought us there. I've had "clothes-flying" type sex before, which was NOT preceded by tantric rounds. And as fabulous and passionate as those have been--none have left me with such an..."EVERLASTING AFTERGLOW"!!
The difference was notable for sure! One would just have to experience it to fully comprehend it. However, now at 61, in my experience it's a rare man willing and able to do it, and (according to my 43-year-old tantric lover) a rare woman--based on this being the first tantric experience for both of us in our sexually active lives!
He kept asking how I was handling the hours of sex we were having--worrying that I would get raw. We both realized that, because he had me cumming repeatedly throughout--I stayed wet as hell (without ever needing to stop for lube). The feeling was nothing short of magical really!!
What I also found magical was the way we conversed between rounds--it was so very comfortable. We talked between the two tantric rounds, then passed-out holding each other after round two--only to waken hours later, for that explosive round three!!
Man, oh man! I was just thinking...if this kind of experience were coupled with actual love--that would be fucking transcendent! I have yet to experience that, and I stay the optimist. It will probably be with someone I have yet to meet.
The entire night was such an unbelievably "INCREDIBLE" experience!! Now leaving me with an "EVERLASTING AFTERGLOW"...which continues to fuel many "non-stimulated orgasms"!!
THE END
6 comments
Love your optomism, you are are so much fun
Thanks...yes, eternal optimist...have to be to kick adversity in the ass right! 😊 Nice to hear from you!
@sweetmamm vastly true! You as well