It took me a long while to get fascinated by sex but when it happened I just kept seeking out more knowledge, greater understanding of the powers of the human body.
My then boyfriend fed my hunger, introducing me to tantra and a totally different approach to sex. Masturbation became a spiritual worship; an energy experience - beyond words.
When apart I would explore my own powers, attempting to understand what he knew. My rabbit vibrator left its hiding place in the cupboard and took up permanent residence in my bed.
The energy starts as usual; building slowly - the blood flowing to my pelvic region, I flex my pussy and anal muscles, breathing powerfully, rocking my hips back and forth, creating a rhythm, in out in out, everything in coordination, the vibrator energizing my pussy, my clit, the sensation flowing through my body; down my legs, I soak up the pleasure: more and more, the orgasmic pulsations come at intervals at first then gradually the intervals shorten to an almost continuous orgasmic bliss. I keep breathing deeply without pausing, channeling the energy up my body. The waves begin to take over, sex has become spiritual.
80 mins after the vibrator first touch my clitoris, I lay on the bed exhausted, my body still pulsating with sexual energy, I feel at peace, relaxed mentally and physically. I am source of my own pleasure, my own spirituality.
I never knew this was possible. Why do we keep this power a secret?