As a male Tantric lover, I’m trained that she comes first. Many times.
In our date yesterday though, I came first.
Not necessarily the way you’re thinking. I didn’t ejaculate, I had a Tantric Energy Orgasm.
That’s when I have all the physical delights of an orgasm — exquisite sensations, goose bumps all over, heavy breathing, jackknifing body, loud moans, heat waves, and, oh I almost forgot, mesmerizing genital contractions — all without squirting.
Sometimes they’re quickies with the same few-second duration as a wet climax. Yet, often they last for 20, 30, or 60 seconds or more. And repeat one after the other for as long as I’ve got the physical stamina.
An hour of Tantric Energy Orgasms is great fun. Though sometimes are sessions are shorter (and on a good day even longer), even a few of these peaks of pleasure are highly satisfying.
In any case, back to my main point, I came first. This was the first time making love in a few days due to a little flu. So I was ultra sensitive even before our date.
Back scratching made me squeal and squirm into an early trance-like state. I returned the favor until she asked me to massage her yoni (vagina) with vajra’s (penis) head. One of our favorite forms of foreplay even when I’m not fully erect. But this time I was way hard.
It was instantly electric for both of us. Geysers of erotic energy shot up throughout both of our bodies. And this was before even a hint of penetration.
When my vajra first entered her yoni’s mouth, the internal fireworks were even more spectacular. Fortunately, slow and gradual initial entry is an essential discipline of our coupling style. In fact, there’s a whole chapter about it in our new ebook, Long Hot Tantric Love Making.
It just took a few measured strokes halfway in to make it happen. I’m talking about my Tantric Energy Orgasm. I just started vibrating inside as the sexual energy blossomed out of my crotch and filled every corner of me.
As much as I study these things, I wish I knew exactly why I let myself come first this time. Sure, I was way horny and just a little high. But I’m so much more patient than ever before, concentrating on my honey’s ascent first.
In retrospect, it was probably my relaxing. Relaxation is the key, the primary catalyst, to harnessing, spreading, and exchanging orgasmic energy. Since I was still weak from being sick, we had this tacit agreement that she would do all the heavy lifting and I would take it easy. So as my vajra entered her warm, wet cave, I had no goal, no agenda, no role to perform. I just surrendered to how good it felt and let go.
No worries. Then I was able to pay more attention to her series of Tantric Energy Orgasms. And then more of my own. And then more of them simultaneously.
Often we’ll end a session like this with one or both of us exploding with a physically satisfying but draining climax. But it just didn’t seem important after surfing such intense orgasmic waves.
Well, gotta go. We have another date planned for more. Yummy!