1. The Island, Chapter 14


    Date: 4/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com

    is certainly not an adept, but he shows a laudable recognition of the power of the discipline. The Tantric discipline is a manifold practice. True mastery requires years of dedication. I do not propose such a course for you. I propose to use some fairly simple techniques to allow you to regain control of the Kundalini energy. The power of a properly controlled orgasm may be sufficient to restore your energy to its natural balance.” “Hey, don’t get me wrong, I love me some orgasm! And if you think it could put my brain on a even keel, I’m all for it. I’m not it the greatest of moods right now, though. I’m not sure this is the best time.” “This will work to our advantage. A lack of arousal will allow you to achieve a slower, more controlled ascent of energy. Do you wish to do this?” I looked at her. She seemed very sincere, as kooky as this all sounded. She certainly was a lovely woman, with shiny black hair tumbling over her shoulders, and even-toned, nut brown skin. Her eyes were wide and dark, slightly tilted and very deep as I looked into them. Her nose was adorned with a tiny diamond stud, and her full lips were slightly parted, revealing even, white teeth in a small smile. I could only guess at her figure, since it was swathed in yards of bright silk. Staring in her eyes, I felt a calm descend upon me. I trusted her. “Yes,” I said. “If you can help me I would be very grateful.” She stood up, seeming to flow upward from her lotus position until she was erect. She stood ...
    about 5’5”, but seemed taller because of the gravity of her prescence. “Remain seated, please,” she told me. “We will slowly prepare for union.” She began unwinding the cloth of her sari, staring into my eyes the whole while. “Concentrate on your breathing. I know you have some training in this from the martial arts. Utilize what you have been taught to begin mastering your energy.” I complied, shifting into the meditative breathing we learned in school, and positioning myself cross-legged with fists on knees. In through the nose, out through the mouth . Long, controlled inhalations and exhalations. As the last bits of silk fell from her body, my eyes left hers to roam over her naked beauty. Her breasts were full and heavy, but quite firm and nicely shaped. The large brown areolae were just above the equator of her boobs, giving the fat brown nipples in their centers a jaunty, upward angle that spoke of youth. She had thick underarm hair, still a novelty for me, which seemed natural against her dark skin. Her waist was narrow, and the gleam of a ruby marked her navel, a mysterious depression in her otherwise flat belly. She didn’t have the visible six-pack that Janie sported, but instead was smooth and soft, and yet still gave the impression of strength. She had a dense patch of wavy black hair covering her sex, and I could already smell her heady sexual perfume. Her legs were long and lean, with well-defined muscles. I guessed she would have pretty amazing flexibility and ...
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