#tantra training

[embodiedawakeningacademy]

Elevate Your Energy: The Art Of Kundalini Massage For Spiritual Awakening

Experience a life-changing journey with Kundalini Massage, a sacred art that aims to awaken spiritual energies in addition to promoting physical relaxation. Through deliberate and gentle massage, the dormant Kundalini energy, which resides at the base of the spine, is channeled in this age-old practice. Elevated consciousness and spiritual awakening are promoted by the body's energy centers being activated and harmonized by the rising serpent power. Elevate your energy with this all-encompassing method, resulting in a deep spiritual connection as well as a physical release, bringing your body, mind, and spirit into harmony in a dance of sublime vitality. 

[mamaindia]

Tantra: Beyond Myths, Sensationalism and Gimmicks

For many, the word “Tantra” might not mean much, or it might bring up vague and uncertain ideas, perhaps even salacious images of wild orgies. I have been a devoted student and practitioner of Tantra for the past seven years, and I recently started this small blog to explore Tantra and Shaktism. I am always eager to connect with those who wish to experience the healing powers of Shaktism and…

[mahayanapilgrim]

You know the real obstacle to resting meditation? It's too simple. There's no "wow" experience, there's nothing added, and there's no work to do. It's as close as the tip of your nose, meaning it's too close to see.

Sometimes teachers tell us: "Stop meditating." This does not mean to give up awareness, but rather: "Don't use a flashlight in the sunshine." Assuming that we're inherently insufficient, we use the mind's equivalent of a flashlight to improve on the sun.

[compassionmattersmost]

Tibetan Buddhism: A Path of Mind Training and Intrinsic Wisdom

In our journey of exploring spirituality across traditions, it is time to welcome the teachings of Tibetan Buddhism. At first glance, the colorful rituals, sacred music, and intricate costumes may seem confusing or overwhelming. Yet these outward forms are simply expressions of an inner practice that remains deeply practical and profound: the training of the mind. Tibetan Buddhism is not a…

[mahamuktiyogarishikesh]

Best Iyengar Therapy course Goa India

Mahamukti Yoga School in Goa, India, offers the Best Iyengar Therapy course Goa India for anyone looking to enhance their understanding and practice of the Iyengar system. The training is conducted by certified Iyengar Yoga instructors with years of experience teaching and practising the technique. The curriculum covers in-depth study of the Iyengar Yoga method, with a focus on therapeutic applications for specific problems such as back pain, stress, and chronic diseases. 200 hours Certification course in Goa, Best yoga TTC in Goa, Patanjali Yoga TTC in Goa, Tantra Yoga Training in Goa, Vinyasa Yoga Teacher Training in Goa.

The course also includes daily asana practise, pranayama, and meditation, as well as workshops on Yoga philosophy and anatomy. The school is known for its dedication to the highest standards of education and practise, as well as for providing a supportive and nurturing atmosphere for students to learn and grow.

[innercamp]

Everything You Need to Know About InnerCamp Tantra Teacher Training

In a world of self-development, people are looking for ways to improve their lives and find happiness. The kind of philosophy that they want is not only practical but also emotionally satisfying. This course will take you on a journey through Traditional Tantra with modern approaches to help you reach your personal goals.

Tantra Teacher training by Inner Camp is the process of radical transformation, which makes your life more meaningful and full of love. We believe that tantra can be learnt in a simple and yet powerful way to realize your full potential in a short time no matter where you are coming from or in what situation you live.

What is Heart-based Tantra? Ultimately, tantric teachings are about bringing together our innermost nature, who we are at our core, and our outer adventurous nature. This is done through a process of surrender and self-realization. The ultimate goal of Heart-Based Tantra is to bring the two together into one seamless flow of love and awakening.

Heart-based Tantra is an advanced tantra that’s taught for self-realization and spiritual depth. This course is structured to take students to a basic understanding of how the mind functions, and how this affects our daily life through psychological, physical, emotional and sexual issues. It is here that we begin to learn how to develop greater awareness while building greater self-understanding. Our goal is to offer you a path that will help you gain more awareness in every area of your life without being too difficult or confusing.

Tantra helps to:

Release both emotional and physical toxins from the body Reduce stress, anxiety and depression Enhance love, intimacy and sexuality Improve sleep quality and quality of life Increase your capacity for pleasure, experience joy and fulfillment as a lifestyle Accept yourself for who you are, feel confident and whole

This course has been designed with an enquiring mind in mind. It will lead you through the traditional methods of tantra, as well as giving you access to the latest innovations. It is designed as a journey into the heart and your inner self, so this Tantra teacher training is for you if you are interested in learning about yourself, other people and the world around you.

About the Course

Our course is based on a scientific and spiritual approach to Tantra.

This course is for anyone who wants to expand their whole being through increased awareness of your senses, feelings and energies, and adopt a Tantric lifestyle to fulfill daily needs.

It is a blend of Kashmir Shaivism, non-dual Tantra, Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, Taoist Tantrism, together with modern psychology and holistic practices.

Level 1 provides the knowledge and skills to introduce you to the concept of Tantra and embody its principles in an intimate connection with self and others.

Level 2 focuses on learning more advanced tantric tools, how to guide one-on-one and group sessions, holistic coaching, techniques to hold the space, the art of teaching and how to organize Tantra workshops and retreats. Thus, you can guide others to live a Tantric lifestyle.

In order to receive the Tantic Embodiment Teacher Certificate and be able to facilitate your own events and work with clients, you will need to successfully complete both levels.

What this course is NOT

Our Tantric Embodiment Training is not a Tantra-Yoga course and we will not practice asanas Our Embodiment Training is not a sex training course and no sex will be performed during class We don’t follow any religion or sect

If you are looking for tantra teacher training by Innercamp we can help. Our tantra teacher training programs are both unique and traditional at the same time. This is because we have blended our years of experience with a modern approach to teaching tantra.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

The Signs & Romance.

Hey, so I've decided to share some views/thoughts I had on each sign placement whether it was sun,moon or venus. Please share your thoughts about the signs and their views on love! I'm open for the discussion. But yeah. I hope yall enjoy!

Cancer Suns romantic nature can express itself with leo partners easily. Believe it or not. It is because both tend to want the most out of passionate affairs and leo shows the playful side while cancers show the mystic, hidden side of romance. I believe these two to be really good at making love to each other as one is a representation of the sun (leo) and the other the moon. Also, cancer suns can get along with any leo placement, doesnt matter which one. They balance each other out very well.

Scorpio placements need water placements (other scorpios in particular) in order to truly be understood. It is because these placements are a mirror in their romantic life, for better or for worse. And they need someone who understands their darkness, let alone their karma.

Scorpio placements such as Venus, need a special romance with someone. Even if they though sleep around, there will always be someone out there for them, who shares the same amount of passion and intensity they crave. Not everyone will see this character, it is saved for only one person. And sometimes its just in their mind.

Pisces Venus need to write a book on the love affairs they have in their minds lol. Similar to the scorpio venus, they have room for only one love affair that could stand the test of time. This isn't 'real' persay, but romance with them isn't practical and they need others who can fit into their world, because the imagination is what will run far in their love life. If you can keep them from being bored, then you will have them for ages.

Cancer placements & scorpio placements are the tantra lovers. Their love can be so deep and profound, it will leave a mark on anyone they have that strong compatibility with.

Gemini placements making a square to your sun sign or venus can show a deep appreciation and charismatic nature on their part, believe it or not. They NEED tension or else it will be too smooth, too flowy. And before you ask, doesn't everybody want that? Why, yes.. But geminis are typically like this on their day to day anyways. That's just in their nature. They need something challenging to spark their interests. Ironically, they will love you a lot more if you beat them to the punch. ;)

Virgos & Scorpios can make for a gifted experience together. This is because these two placements form a natural sextile together. They know each others tics, and how to appreciate the flow of their being. Virgos will allow the scorpio their alone time and be the calm auras that they need when their facing certain phases of darkness. Scorpios will be the penetrating touch that the virgo needs when they're feeling. a little anxious. Both come together like the two serpents that they are and form a connection that is raw, powerful and unique.

Aries placements need lovers who are CONFIDENT. And if you're not this will not work out well. This is why they're great with leo and sag placements, and can do very well with scorpios. A little secret is that if your not confident in bed, you're not going to do well with them... And they'll run you like a train if you're not able to stand ten toes to them, let alone when they want to tear open your insides.

Libra suns & moons have the gifted ability to make anyone feel wanted and loved when their in their horizons. So much so, that their transparent nature can show up in their love for the individual of their choosing and bring them into a world they will never forget. If they have scorpio in their chart this could be a 1 of 1. They are choosy lovers like their virgo companions.

Taurus Suns, Moons & Venus need a lifetime partner. They just dont want anyone. Their sex game is crazy. They are the venusians and their true purpose in life is pleasure. Get you one of them lol. Tauruses need love that makes them forget their past. That calls them into a vacation that doesnt ask for them to leave the country. They need someone who is stable, fine, remarkable and has their self in control. Because taurus is always in control, and they need someone to take the steering wheel from time to time... if you know what I mean ;)

[titaniafaeriequeen]

MadaTobi Kinktober Prompts 2024

Since I haven't seen anyone do this, I figured I might as well do it myself. (And if someone has already done it, I would very much appreciate the link!) The list is put together with the help of the lovely people on Discord (you know who you are!), and was created in a frenzy today, so if I have missed some double listings, please let me know.

Other than that, I have created a collection on AO3 (MadaTobi_Kinktober_Prompts_2024) where you can add your fic or art made from this prompt list if you want. It is currently unrevealed, but will be revealed on October 1st and I'll close it on December 1st, so that if you can't finish your work on the day, you can still add it to the collection later if you want.

The only rules I have for the collection is that fic needs to be at least 50 words (meaning drabbles are fine.), art needs to be checked that it loads properly from wherever you host it, and the main focus needs to be Madara and Tobirama. That means you can use as many of the prompts as you want, and write as many fics or draw as much art as you like for each day. Pick and choose which prompts you like, and what you have spoons for, and have fun!

List below the break! (Be aware that this is a kink list, so there might be things on it that you do not like, but I have chosen to be inclusive and not judge.)

MadaTobi Kinktober Prompts 2024

1. Tickling – Breath control play – Spit-roasting – Conditioning

2. Bondage – Massage – Loss of virginity – Objectification

3. Public but secret – Age difference – Prostate milking – Rimming

4. Necrophilia – Edging – Dirty talk – Cruising/dogging

5. Monsterfucking – Maid – Riding – Mutual masturbation

6. Sadism/masochism – Glove kink – Shower sex – ABO heat/rut

7. Lingerie – Temperature play – Facefucking – Agility kink

8. Heliophilia/selenophilia (sun/moon fetish) – Cockwarming – Service sub – Cumdump

9. Foot Fetish – Roleplay – Double/triple penetration – Over-the-knee spanking

10. Somnophilia/wet dream – Topping from the bottom – Forced orgasm – Oil

11. Size-difference – Sensory deprivation – Chakra kink/chakra play – Wall sex

12. Crossdressing – Biting – “Shh or they will hear you!” - Latex/Leather/Lace

13. Uniform – Kage Bunshin – Creampie – Discipline

14. Oviposition – Hand job – Feminization/sissification – Power imbalance

15. Master/slave – Mirror – Daddy – Sounding

16. Corsets – Breeding – Voice kink – Object penetration

17. Free use – Oral – Claiming/branding – Photography/recording

18. Pet play – Whips – Belly bulge/cum inflation – Figging

19. Shibari – Femdom – Body worship – Sugar daddy

20. Misuse of jutsu – Overstimulation – Hate sex – Wax play

21. Biker gear – Rape fantasy – Intercrural – Knife play

22. Glory hole – Praise kink – Fisting – Deep throating

23. Exhibitionism – Kama Sutra – Public sex – Gags

24. Trichophilia (hair fetish) – Body Modification – Furry – Doggy style

25. Clone gang bang – Collars – Desk sex - Gym kink/locker room cruising

26. Dacryphilia (aroused by tears) – Knotting – Chastity device – NTR/Cheating

27. BDSM club – Sex training – Degradation/humiliation – Erotic literature

28. Voyeurism – Tantra – Blood play – Hunting/capture

29. Consensual non-consent – Lactation Kink – Drugs/sex pollen – Incest

30. Paddling – Trampling – Begging – Cuckolding

31. Costume – Edo Tensei – Size kink – Safe, Sane, and Consensual

[embodiedawakeningacademy]

The Power of Tantra: Elevating Your Relationship to Spiritual Heights

Discover how to take your relationship to new heights of spirituality by exploring the profound teachings of Tantra Relationship. Tantra emerges as a guiding light in this investigation of intimacy and sacred love, going beyond the commonplace and encouraging a strong, spiritual connection between partners. Learn the skill of mindful connection, wherein the energies of the body and the mind synchronize to form a transcendent unity. Tantra Relationship practices help couples develop a deeper level of love by teaching them how to communicate, be present, and have a shared spirituality. Enter the realms of heightened awareness, and watch as your relationship reaches new heights of fulfillment and connection.

[mamaindia]

Chinnamasta: The Severed-Head Goddess of Tantra and Shakti Awakening

[opentobliss]

Tantra retreats in Thailand typically involve teachings on tantra, yoga, meditation, and other spiritual practices, as well as opportunities for personal growth and self-discovery. Many retreats in Thailand also offer massage and other forms of bodywork as part of their tantra practice. For more details at https://www.opentobliss.com/yoga-teacher-training-tantra-teacher-training/

[mahayanapilgrim]

HAPPY LHABAB DUCHEN

- The Day Buddha Descended from Trayastrimsa Heaven of 33 gods.

According to legend, the Buddha ascended the Trayastrimsa heaven temporarily at the age of 41, in order to give teachings to benefit the gods in that desire realm and to repay the kindness of his mother by liberating her from Samsara.

The Buddha was exhorted by his disciple and representative Maudgalyayana to return, and after a long debate and under a full moon agreed to return. He returned to earth a week later by a special triple ladder prepared by Viswakarma, the god of machines. This event is considered to be one of the eight great deeds of the Buddha

On Lhabab Duchen, the effects of positive or negative actions are multiplied ten million times. It is part of Tibetan Buddhist tradition to engage in virtuous activities and prayer on this day.

Therefore let us all come together to make aspiration prayers and dedications for the benefits of all sentient beings and for universal peace and harmony.

[dustedbooksandreadingnooks]

Melee Day 9 of Glamtober

Monk is certainly an unlikely class for Keathan to be proficient in, but it's not always about strength. Sometimes, a few decisive and targeted bursts of aether is all it takes to bring even the most seasoned fighter to the ground. They just have to get close enough to touch.

Heehee! I win again!~ Best 4 out of 7, Tangy? You- You cheaterrrrr...... now my leg's numb! -Keathan Bael-al'adar and Tangy Tangeroos

Tangy belongs to @candycryptids!

House is Aether * Siren * The Goblet * Ward 36 * Plot 26. Belongs to Keathan(me!), we decorated it together!

Shader is Neneko Kill Bill Bang Bang [Poster] and Neneko Biscuit Glam items/extra shots/lore tidbits under the cut

Keathan, Monk:

Hair: Cranberry for all fems and bunboys by Crystallis Head: Antiquated Tantra Tantour Body: Edengrace Robe of Striking Hands: Pagos Field Dressing (Snow white) Leg: Thavnairian Tights (Charcoal Grey) Feet: Demon Caligae of Striking (Upscaled for Bibo) Earring: Dreadwyrm Earring of Striking

Tangy, Monk:

Body: Blade's Jerkin of Striking (Apple Green) Leg: Blade's Hose of Striking (Apple Green)

~Lore~

Keathan and Tangy trained as monks together! They joined the Scions before the canon start of ARR, being recruited before the boys(Who did join at the canon MSQ time). Keathan is rather weak so they keep their hands free and don't use a weapon, opting instead to use their monk training to dodge and touch their opponents. When they land a hit they shoot a disruptive burst of aether through their fingertips, usually targeting nerves or muscle groups to decapacitate (Or aether channels themselves, but that's a little more dangerous to cut off aether itself to a body part.)

Shader for these extra shots is Neneko's Kill Bill Vertical [Comic]

[faegoddessog]

Woman in Red Ch. 6/17

Chapter 6: Not Yet Daylight

Series Summary: She's a very successful woman who can't seem to find a partner that can keep up with her. He is just wanting to find someone who likes him for HIM, not his fame. Neither of them are prepared for what hits them when she walks into that coffee shop.

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, Sex toys, sex furniture, Unprotected PiV (play safe ya'll!) squirting, overstimulation, Creampie

A/N: In this story, I make no mention of birth control or condoms or STI's. Please, darlings, please love yourself enough to protect yourself appropriately when you have sex. <3

Message me or leave in in a comment if you'd like to be added or removed from my tagged list!

@purejasmine @slowsweetlove @richardslady121 @austinbutlerslovers

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Here is the link to all my posted work: My Dirty Little, and not so little Stories.

Chapter 6: Not Yet Daylight

A huge canopy bed of black coated steel dominates the room.  It looks custom made for the space and like it could hold at least 4 people comfortably. The wall behind is painted black with a mural of the cosmos that oozes out onto the ceiling. There are tiny reflectors embedded into the painting, giving it an otherworldly feel. There are two doors opposite the wall of floor to ceiling windows. There is another fluffy rug on the floor and something strappy hanging in the corner from the ceiling. There is a black leather piece at the end of the bed. Is it furniture? Art? It is reminiscent of a fainting couch, only it’s not flat anywhere. It’s contoured high on one end and lower on the other, with a dip in the middle. 

“Sit,” she points to the oddly shaped item. 

Austin looks at it, trying to decide where to sit, before tentatively perching on the curve of the low end. Guess it’s furniture then. He watches in silence as she wanders to her bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling out a black rolled up bundle. She unrolls it on the end of the bed, revealing a modest collection of toys in a microfiber towel. There are a couple dildos, a vibrator or two, a bottle of lube and a small vibrator type thing that looks like it’d fit in the palm of her hand. 

Aya watches his face as he takes in her bedroom. He sees, but doesn’t seem to recognize the sex swing in the corner. She watches him sit on the edge of her Tantra Chair, not really sure what he was sitting on. His eyebrow lifts as she unveils some of her toys. She had no worries about his prowess, he’d already shown he had skill and if the current state of his cock was anything to judge from, he was well on his way to proving his stamina. Really, she just liked having her favorites at hand. 

“Aya, won’t need-”, her finger on his lips interrupts his train of thought.  

“I like options, that’s all,” she says, “and maybe they’re not all for me.” she winks. “I DO have a strap on, if you are interested.” She turns to go back to the drawer. 

Austin grabs her wrist quickly, stopping her. 

“Uh, n-, no thank you, not now,” he bites his lip, unsure of how to respond. Fuck, he’d not been ready to think about that. The idea of her playing at all with his ass was hot and nerve wracking all at once. How is it that she throws these curve balls at him while also being irresistibly sexy?

Aya just had to poke fun with a little pegging tease when she saw his shy self popping up.  “Ok, we’ll put a pin in that,” she makes a poking gesture with her thumb and forefinger. 

“Not tonight we won’t,” he says smiling, his abs contracting for a laugh. 

She giggles when she realizes her unintended innuendo.

How is it that he can be so masterfully sexy and powerful, yet so boyish and absolutely adorable?

Smiling, her manicured hand gently presses into his chest and he scoots back into the dip of the chair. His legs fall to either side of the chaise. His legs are low to the floor and the tall part of the chaise cradles his back. Flowing like a cat, she positions herself in his lap, straddling him like a fucking motorcycle. He suddenly sees the possibilities inherent in this piece. It's like it was made for sex. Of course it was made for sex, he corrects himself. It’s in Aya’s bedroom, everything about her was made for sex. 

Aya watches his eyes dart around the chaise as he realizes what he’s sitting on. His eyes fall back to hers and she smiles knowingly. This was her favorite purchase for her bedroom.  It’s been a long time since she brought anyone to this bedroom. She had almost forgotten how much she  loves this thing. She slides herself into position and his dick is thick against his stomach, twitching and ready. She grinds her wet pussy against his lower shaft, hands behind her on the lower curve for support and leverage

Austin’s view between their legs is gratuitous, her labia seemingly grasping at his shaft as she moves in circles.  The curves of the chair make the angle of their hips perfect.  He presses his hips up to her, pumping against her, coating himself in her slick. She is soaked and he can smell it. It’s maddening. God he wants to feel her hot and tight around him. Strike that, he needs to feel it. Nevermind that he had just had her an hour and a half ago, nevermind too, the amazing way she sucked his cock not 30 minutes ago. ‘Here and now’, his desire states and his cock greedily agrees. His arms wrap around her back, pulling her body to his.

“Come here, let me fuck that beautiful pussy.” He murmurs, lips against her neck. He nips at her skin, sucks, nips again. 

It’s like magic, this room, the Tantra chair, the music,the lighting, Austin; sexy, horny magic. Aya’s hips are doing a spell of their own. They are teasing the fuck out of him by rolling around his swollen tip with her engorged clit. She wonders how long she can tease him until he just can’t stand it anymore. Leaning forward, she holds his face, palms on his jaw and tilts his gorgeous face up. Bent over him, she captures his mouth. Her tongue is demanding, dipping into his mouth, sucking his full lip. Fuck he is so hot.

“I like that dirty mouth of yours. Tell me filthy things Austin,” she stares into his blown pupils rimmed with blue. “Tell me what you want to do to this beautiful pussy.”

The friction is intoxicating; the friction of her tongue on his lip and of her pussy against his cock. Austin swallows thickly when he hears her words. For a moment he’s reluctant to speak. As he looks at her dark eyes, her lips wet with their mingled saliva, his hesitation falls away. Words come to his lips unbidden, unfiltered, uncontrolled.

“I want to watch my cockhead stretch those plump lips,” his fingertips trace long lines down each side of her pussy, “to watch these soft, pink lips swallow me, centimeter by hot fucking centimeter. I want to feel every inch of your skin react as I go deep,” two fingers slip into her. His eyes drift up her body to bore into her own.

“I want to feel you clench around me over and over as a litany of obscene sounds pour from you,” he curls his fingers to brush on the spongy tissue just behind her pubic bone. A shaky little moan puffs from her mouth, parting her lips.

“I want your every cell to be drunk on me as I pound into your hot cunt,” each /t/ deliberate and percussive on his tongue. His fingers slide in and out. Austin leans forward, his plush lips centimeters from her own. 

“I want you filled to the brim with my cum. So much so that when I pull away from your blissed-out, quivering sex, I can watch my cum dribbling out,” he slowly withdraws his fingers, wet with her desire. A breathy peep escapes her lips. 

As she listens to his baritone voice rumble out his descriptive narrative, Aya’s breath comes shorter accompanied by little sounds. His dirty mouth coupled with his sure fingers quickly send all thoughts of teasing him to fall by the wayside. She fucking wants him, wants everything he just described and she wants it right now. 

He is leaning closer, his lips about to brush her own. Then his fingers are between them and pushing into her mouth. Her tongue licks eagerly up between his fingers, pushing them apart, sucking her juices from them.  She holds his hand in both of hers,  automatically moving her head back and forth. Eyes closed, she luxuriates in the texture of his fingerprints gliding over her tongue. 

Austin’s mouth falls open in a little ‘o’ and his forehead crinkles as he watches. Her tongue wrangles his fingers, engrossing them with its soft velvet feel.  God she is good with her  mouth. 

“Oh yeah,” he breathes out, barely audible, “fuckin’ like that.” He’d not expected having his fingers sucked could be so erotic. 

He removes his fingers with a little pop from her mouth, leans back and pulls her pussy lips apart, guiding his cock to her opening.

He has the perfect vantage point to see how much he is stretching those inner lips. He watches the strain on her clit from his pushing cock and from his pulling fingers. 

Aya leans back on her hands against the small curve, her eyes roll back in her head.Glottal ughs and ohs stream from her, obscene sounds indeed. Pushing with her legs, she rises and falls on him slowly, savoring every inch of him.    

“I’zat what chu needed, darlin’?” his voice dangerously melty and accented as he watches the sumptuous view of his cock appearing and disappearing, in and out, in and out.

“Uh huh” she whines, not even registering the pet name. The slowness, the sensations around her clit make her slowly climb towards climax.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she recognizes that this sex they are having is definitely not first date sex. This is the kind of sex that you have when you’ve already  started to know someone and thus far nothing has started driving you crazy.  The kind of sex where you know your bodies and minds work well together, where you’ve not yet explored everything and you are excited to see what might happen this time.  It’s been a long, long time since she had this kind of sex. Every red flag should be going off in her brain, every alarm buzzing. It should be nerve wracking to her, but she can't bring herself to give it creedance. It’s just so good.

“Oh that’s fucking gorgeous,” he says, mostly to himself. He wants to see her lose it, to watch her pussy as she creams all over this thick dick. He reaches out his hand, pushing his thumb into her mouth. She moans and sucks it, loving having anything in her mouth.  He withdraws it wet and slides it onto her clit. He is still holding her lips apart, as he lightly grazes her nub.

Aya’s legs nearly come out from under her at his soft touch. Zings fire over and over again from his oscillating thumb straight to her core. His thumb pushes harder and he lets go of her labia. His hand palms her breast, then pulls and rolls her nipple between his fingers. 

“I want to watch this pussy cum all around my cock’,” his voice is low and soft, “will you do that for me?” The hint at possession in his voice should have pinged her anxiety. 

“Just keep fucking me Austin,” she moans. 

“Yes Ma’am,” the look in his eye speaks volumes. He takes over with slow thrusts. His every move is measured and sensuous. It’s torturous and beautiful.

He can feel her pussy tighter and tighter each time she grips his cock.  Her breath betrays the immediacy of her orgasm. Most would be tempted to speed up, but he thumbs her clit steadily, fucks her cunt invariably, pulls her nipple persistently. 

Her head falls back and her mouth falls open in a groan. Her back contracts into an arch.

He watches as his cock and balls are bathed in her cum, juices running in little rivulets down his shaft and into the patch of his pubic hair. 

“Yeah, that’s it, fuck yeah,” his voice is sonorous and sexy. “Give it all to me.” 

She shakes and shivers, her orgasm coursing through her like a slow waterfall. 

He stops his stimulation of her, taking in her gorgeous form. She looks fucking delectable under him. As she begins to regain her breath. 

“That was delicious Austin,” she says in a tone gratitude. She begins to sit up and scoot away from him. 

 “Oh I am not done with you,” he intones. His hands dive under her ass and pull. “You told me to keep fucking you, that you would wear me out,” he growls in her ear, “ and as I recall I said I would take you over and over all night long.” He nods to the  windows, “I don’t see the sun and I’m nowhere near tired yet.  If there is one thing you need to know about me, Aya, it’s that I’m a man of my word.”  The look in his eye is positively devilish as he pins her shoulders against the leather and drives back into her. 

Typically, ss he is ever the gentleman,  he’d have to hold himself up during sex like this. Sometimes in a plank, sometimes sort of an all-fours deal to get that good angle. He never had a problem with it, even when pounding into them. His exercise habits have extra perks, not just keeping him camera ready.  Holding that position for long times does fatigue him faster though. It dawns on him that with the curve he is sitting on, he can easily push his cock into her using his legs as well as his glutes and holding himself up is a nonissue at this angle. He really could do this all night. 

A feral smile crosses his face. He reaches over and grabs the little palm toy and presses it  into her hand. “Show me,” he growls. 

His voice is deep, imposing and so salacious as it pours over her ears, reminding her of their promises; such mind fuckery. When he holds her down and thrusts into her, her eyes  go big then her face contorts in pleasure as he moves in and out of her. When he presses her clit sucker into her hand she knows that all the pussy eating, cock sucking and fucking of the past few hours were all just warm ups, appetisers. They have arrived now at the main course, and she is here for it. 

Her lip curls deviously and she licks her lips as she turns on the toy and presses it between them. The toy on her clit hums, sucking and releasing. Her feet move onto the high curve on either side of his trim waist giving her leverage. God he feels so amazing inside her. When he starts pumping in and out of her in earnest, her pussy starts going wild. Her mind wants to narrate, wants to tell him how god damned good it feels. But the pathway to her mouth is short circuited by the buzz and suck on her clit and push and pull of his dick.  She begins several words but completes none of them, “fu- O gaw- ye-  shi- goo.” Luckily, she registers none of it as her whole body is coiling more and more tense, blood pumping so hard she can feel it in her ears. Then it hits her like lightning.  Her orgasm slams into her, intense and deep. 

He wraps his hands on her hips, gripping tight as leans forward a little so he can plunge into her harder.  Her head falls back as she lays back her tits bouncing in opposing circles with his thrusts.The partial words and screaming moans only serve to make her sound deliciously demented. Her pussy is fluttering around his cock. The muscles in her neck strain and cord. Red engulfs her face and she is screaming. At first it’s a high pitched ‘ya ya ya’ then it descends into a throaty bellow. She heaves in a breath, the nonwords flow out of her as her eyelids tremble in pleasure. At her utter climax, her legs shoot straight, shoving herself nearly off and onto the floor.   It’s all he can do to keep her from braining herself, much less to keep himself inside her.  Not one to surrender, he pushes two fingers inside her, finger fucking her ferociously. He’s never seen a woman go this hard on an orgasm, but he’ll be damned to just sit by and watch. She is writhing, twisting, curling, aching all the while holding the little toy  and his fingers hostage between her legs. 

She is fucking gone, has abandoned her psyche to the raging. Cumming, orgasm, climax… none are strong enough for the hurricane of sensations coursing through her nervous system right now. Her back stiffens and the flood gates open. Sweet sticky fluid gushes from her pussy and all over his hand, waterfalling over the leather and dripping onto the floor. Her screaming borders full on wailing. Thank the gods there are literally no neighbors. 

He takes the toy from her hand, panting at his own effort and turns it off. Her face is blissed out, rolling shakes undulate her spine in aftershocks. He leans back, pulling her rag-doll form into his chest. 

“Shhhhh,” he holds her, petting her head. He is a little worried that she may have had some kind of epileptic episode. 

She seems to hover above herself  for a few minutes until her breathing begins to bring her back into her body. She starts to feel the sensations of the floor beneath her feet, the sodden buzzing of her pussy, the warmth of his body next to hers, the gentle stroke of his hand on her hair.

Wait, is he cuddling her?

“Whoa,” is all she can manage to get out. It’s a response to both her orgasmic experience and his aftercare. 

“Hey, you ok? Back with me now?”  he says softly. 

She nods slowly, lifting her head to look into his eyes. Blue pools that crinkle at the corners when she smiles up at him. 

“Aya, that was… damn I don’t think I have the words.” Austin  shakes his head. 

“It’s been a long time since that happened,” she has a half smile on her face. She blows out a big breath, “Thank you Austin.” She sits up with an audible humming sigh. It’s now that she notices his cock is still rock fucking hard. Her head tilts to the side. she had assumed he’d climaxed too.  

“Did, uh, did you take a viagra or something?” She looks at him with questioning eyes. “Not that I’m judging or anything, I just figured that’d be uh…gone after that session.”

He looks down shyly, shaking his head. 

“No, I just uh… didn’t… cum, that’s all.” He is so fucking cute as shy boy.

“Oh, so this is all you,” her fingertips lightly make their way up his shaft, “still being turned on.” 

“Well,” he sucks in his breath, “watching you cum like that was fucking hot.” 

“I do so hate to leave a man in such a state,” she pets his cock up and down.

“Aya, it’s ok, I know my body and a third time in a night can um.. take me a lot to get there.” he explains. 

“Oh, that sounds like a potentially rewarding undertaking.” Her thumb rubs tiny circles in the precum welling from his tip. 

His brows furrow slightly, his body and mind in contention. “I..,I”.  His hips betray him, pressing forward, “I don’t want you to feel used or anything after you just…  I can uh, take care of it myself. You don’t… have… to…” the sentence falling off as she brings her thumb to her mouth, coated in his pre-cum. 

“Mmmmm,” she sucks the viscous gel off her thumb, not taking her eyes off his. After the out of body orgasm she just had, she didn’t think she’d be so turned on so quickly. But there is just something magnetic about Austin sitting there with a hard dick, being all thoughtful and gentlemanly.  

“Answer me honestly,” she says low, with a gleam in her eye, “are you worn out?” 

He shakes his head, licking his lower lip.

Aya glances over her shoulder at the large windows. 

“Do you see daylight?” she asks. 

Again he shakes his head, his eyes never leaving hers.

“Do you still want to see your cum dripping from me?” she says the word ‘dripping’ as though it were a groan in and of itself. 

He takes in a shaky breath and nods his head, brows furrowed. 

“Austin,” she says quietly, cocking an eyebrow, “then stop being sweet and fuck me, believe me, I can take it.”

Holy crap, is she part succubus or just insatiable? His cock seems to get impossibly harder and something in him shifts at her words. With an inhale his mouth is on hers, fierce and demanding. Without thinking about what he is doing, he stands up with her in his arms. Her legs  tighten around his waist. Their mouths are still locked together. He shuffles the few steps to the back of the chair and puts her down on the high curve. He threads his hand into her hair at the nape of her neck. He didn't think his desire for her could increase, especially after all the other sex they’d had tonight,  but it wells up in him intensely. 

 “Aya,” his deep voice comes out shaky, “remind me of your safeword again?” 

“Why, Austin,” the corners of her mouth curl slightly. 

“Because I am going to fuck you so hard and so long and in case you need to me to stop…” He is trying so hard to be good. His leg is shaking with the effort of not ravaging her.  

He watches through hooded eyes as she calmly reaches over to the bed and grabs the lube from the black towel. Better to get a little insurance now then be sore later.  She gets a palmful and turns back to him. 

“It’s Newfoundland,” she slides her hand between her legs, coating her opening. He breathes out a lust-filled ‘oh’. She then wraps her lubed hand around his hard cock, “and I won’t need it,” she strokes down.

Austin’s breath catches in a groan from the back of his throat as she coats him. 

“Oh hoh hoh,” he half grunts out. He is just reacting now, no planning, no thought, just acquiescence to his deepest urges. He reaches across her chest to her opposite shoulder and pulls. She twists in place and his hand is on her back, bending her over the tall side of the Tantra Chair. His cock needs no help and slams home into her. Her back arches and her head is thrown back.  He doesn't even register her squeal. He catches her shoulder in his big hand, holding her in that position. Over and over he pounds into her, one hand pressing on her sacrum, holding her down, the other as an anchor point to his thrusts.

Aya’s grin is deviant as he flips her around. When he slams deep into her, it hits her cervix and makes her jerk back, squealing. Then his hands are locked onto her and he drives into her. She knew when she saw the look in his eye that she was in for it. It’s nearly perfect. 

She wants just that little bit more restraint, little less control. She reaches back, offering him her arms. Taking the hint, he grabs her wrists  and binds them together on her low back with his long fingered hands. Her lubed hand smears on her crack. He uses his grip as leverage to fuck her harder still. The stability of the chair gives him leave to practically lift her from it with each stroke. 

“Like that? Is that what you want?” his voice hisses behind her ear. She whines and nods.  She nearly expected him to spit out something like ‘deviant little slut’ or ‘voracious cockwhore’. The fact that she was proudly both a deviant slut and a voracious cockwhore wouldn’t make him call her out on it though.  He was too much of a good guy, she was surprised that she got him to this point, honestly. She was learning just how intense Austin could be. 

“Fu-uck yeah, s-so good,” her voice staccato with his thrusts urges him on. He’s never let THIS loose with a woman. Had he been in his usual mind, he would be asking what the hell he was doing. But his mind was on fire with passion, with the need to simply take her. He pummels her pussy. The slap of skin and the squelch of the lube and her juices around his cock are the only sounds for a few minutes. His breath begins to bear traces of becoming ragged. Little drops of perspiration fall from his forehead gleaming like diamonds on her ass.   

She can feel all of her nerve endings seemingly condensing deep inside. Pressure getting tighter and tighter with each maniacal thrust he gives her. Sound burst from between her lips.  

“Bwah, AUs-tin oh oh oh  fuck I’m- “ 

His grip on her wrists tightens as her internal muscles start to pulsate around him. Her nerve endings fold inside out before ripping apart, bursting and cascading over her entire  body.  She screams, pinned, despite her serpentine movements,  underneath his relentless thrusting. She cums, and cums and cums and still he doesn't stop fucking her.

She is so fucking gorgeous, all wandering curves and slickness on his cock., Her sex noises, grunts, moans, screams are made with complete abandon and utterly shameless. It’s so fucking hot, he just can’t slow down.  When her pussy clamps down on his ramming cock his fucking of her becomes primal. Her ass shakes as she cums. He is grunting and groaning, harder and harder he pounds her. He is lost in her quivering cunt, his hips blurring with the strength of his desire. Finally, after who knows how long, it reaches fever pitch. He lets go of her wrists and grabs fistfulls of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. In almost a mimic of her thrashing, his thrusts become erratic, his grunts become a bellow which becomes a roar.  His balls are mashed against her clit as he tries to get even deeper into her. 

Suddenly all is sinfully still as his big cock injects his cum into her so fucking deep.

He releases his breath in a huge groan. He shivers as air gasps past his throat.  

“God, Aya, you are fucking amazing,” his hands shake as they slide over her damp back. 

“Me?” she lets out a puffing little laugh, “tha’ was all you,” a tremor runs through her. 

“Heh heh heh” his chuckle is spine tingling. He wants to see his handiwork, “You ready to show me?” 

She nods. 

“Spread those legs and push that ass back to me.” Austin stays buried to the hilt in her as she complies. 

“Reach back here and pull these cheeks apart,” he instructs. She follows. 

“Ok, here we go,” he pulls out slowly, both of them heightened, quivering, gasping. 

He squats behind her, spreading her lips with his fingers as his creamy white cum winks into sight. He is fucking turned on… again.

“Oh my god that is beautiful. Your pussy is all swollen and red and my cum is dripping out.” 

He dips his finger in his cum, then gently rubs along her red lips. 

“Oh Austin,” she moans, “you gottta-”

With a wicked smile that she can’t see, he flutters his finger against her clit.

-fuuuuuck.” She clenches down, more of his cum drips out and onto his wrist. 

“Oh yeah?” he slowly slides two fingers inside her dripping cunt, his thumb on her clit. 

“Oh, Oh, Oh” each syllable accompanied by a jerking of her hips.

He brings his fingers and thumb towards each other,  her pubic bone in between. 

‘What. The. Fuck.’ she thinks. She is all shivery and shaky on his delicate fingers. The sensations vastly different from his hard fucking just mintues before. She hardly knows what to make of it. She both wants more and wants him to stop. 

“St– st– oh gah gah gahd” she is inarticulate.

“You want me to stop?” his words are close and hot on her ear as he bends over her back.  

She nods and shakes her head, nods and shakes her head. 

“You know what to say…” he leaves the words hanging.

Her whole body shakes as he gently milks her cunt. She squirms up and over the curve of the chaise, leaving a trail of cum on the leather. Her body is trying to get away from his persistent fingers, but she just can’t say it.  

He stands and wraps his arm around her waist, high-centering her on the top of the curve. 

“One word, and I’ll stop…” his fingers move faster. 

Fuck it’s so good, dammit it’s so tortuous. 

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod, No,  No, No, YEEEEEEESSSSSS!” She wails. Unbelievably she is cumming on his fingers again. 

But he doesn’t stop. 

“FUCK AUSTIN!” she just can’t. 

He keeps fingering her. 

 “FUCK OK OKOKOK  watermelon, Waterford,  fuck!” her mind is totally blanking on her safe word.

“No, I don’t think that’s right,” he presses in harder, rubbing deeper.

Her spine flails, he has to cinch down on her waist with all he had to keep her from falling to the floor. 

“NEWFOUNDLAND!! “ she finally screams. “Fucking Newfoundland!!” 

“There it is,” he murmurs as he withdraws his fingers, he loves making a woman cum, but she was exceptional. 

Her breath is heaving, she is contorted and practically upside down. 

“Come here,” he rolls her into his arms and sits on the floor, his back against the chair. 

She is in overwhelm, clinging to him like a life raft. He just holds her.

Breath is the only thing that passes between them for several minutes. 

[madamlaydebug]

I don’t care how spiritual you are. How long you can melt in the sweat lodge. How many peyote journeys that have blown your mind, or how well you can hold crow pose. Honestly. I don’t.

I want to know how human you are. Can you sit at the feet of the dying despite the discomfort? Can you humanely show up at the table no matter how shiny, chakra- aligned, enlightened or lost you feel. Can you hold loving space for your beloved in the depths of your own healing without trying to be big?

It doesn’t flatter me how many online healing trainings you have, that you live in the desert or in a log cabin, or that you’ve mastered the art of tantra.

What turns me on is busy hands. Planting roots. That despite how tired you are, you make that phone call, love your children, you feed your family.

I have no interest in how well you can ascend to 5D or have out of body sex. I want to see how beautifully you integrate into ordinary reality with your unique magic, how you find beauty and gratitude in what’s surrounding you, and how present you can be in your relationships.

I want to know that you can show up and do the hard and holy things on this gorgeously messy Earth. I want to see that you can be sincere, grounded and compassionate as equally as you are empowered, fiery and magnetic. I want to know that even during your achievements, you can step back and be humble enough to still be a student.

What’s beautiful and sexy and authentic is how well you can continue to celebrate others no matter how advanced you’ve become. What’s truly flattering is how much you can give despite how full you’ve made yourself. What’s honestly valuable is how fucking better of a human you can be, in a world that is high off of spiritual materialism and jumping the next escape goat for 'freedom'. At the end of the day I don’t care how brave you are. How productive, how popular, how enlightened you are. I want to know that you were kind. That you were real. I want to know that you can step down from the pedestal from time to time to kiss the earth and let your hair get dirty and your feet get muddy, and join the dance with us all.

Author: Taylor Rose Godfrey