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The Full-Body Orgasm

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by Hector In 1962, my late wife and I decided to take a course in yoga. We found a teacher named Eve in Woodland Hills, not far from us. She lived alone in a house with a swimming pool that overlooked a golf course. She was 52, looked 30, had a great body, and was damn expensive. After six weeks of two lessons a week and daily homework, we were ready to graduate the basic course. She threw a graduation party for us. My wife and I arrived at 6:30, and we all had a swim. The talk was mostly about advanced yoga. When she started showing us some advanced positions, I figured she was out to sell us another course. When she mentioned yoga sex, however, I suspended judgment. �For instance,� she said, lying down flat on her back, legs together, and hands at her sides, �yogis masturbate like everybody else. They just do it without any manipulation of the genitals. The entire body is the target.� �How can they...how can you do that?� said my wife, flashing a covert wink my way. �Do you want me to show you?� �Sure,� my wife said. �You won�t be shocked?� �I might be turned on,� said my wife, �but I promise I won�t be shocked.� �How about you?� she asked me. �I�m with her,� I said. �All right,� she said. �First...our orgasm is not localized or brief. It�s a total body climax of willful duration.� �That sounds like just what I�ve been shopping for,� quipped my wife. �Shall I demonstrate?� Eve asked. �You bet,� I said, nursing a semi-hard. �It has to be done in the nude,� she said and quickly slipped her wet tan body out of her blue two-piece bathing suit. My semi-hard grew into a full hard. My wife looked at me, glanced at the lump in my pants, licked her lips, and grinned. Eve lay concentrating. Then she began to stretch and yawn, the way you do before getting out of bed in the morning. Her stretches and yawns were more strenuous and intense, however, and she continued them for a few minutes, whereas, the usual stretch and yawn sequence lasts only a few seconds. All at once, at the end of the few minutes, Eve stiffened and became motionless. Her eyes opened. They were glassy and appeared as though she felt the approach of something. With that, she thrust her hips forward in a quick fucking motion about eight to ten times. Her washboard abdomen rippled with each thrust. Her face then went blank, as if in a trance. Her body began to quake. She trembled and shuddered. She thrashed about and contorted like a hooked fish dying on the floorboards of a boat. The only sound coming from her was a gush of breath each time her clenching abdomen drove the air from her lungs. The contorting caused her to break wind four times. Even the farts turned me on...especially the farts. Her body gradually calmed. Her eyes became focused. A peaceful look spread across her face. �That was wonderful,� she whispered. �Of course, for demonstration purposes, I kept it short. On the average, it runs about a half hour.� �I could stand a half hour of that,� my wife said. Eve sat up, faced us, and shifted onto one side. Her skin was radiant. By now, I had a full-blown, painful, dripping hard-on. My wife had to be wet also. �I can teach it to you, if you like,� she said. �No charge, of course.� I felt guilty for my earlier suspicions. �I�d like to learn that,� my wife said. I agreed. After getting us on our backs beside the pool, she taught us how to stretch and yawn the yoga way. Besides the stretching, tension is held throughout in the throat muscles around the thyroid, the solar plexus, and the PC muscle that flexes the anis. �When most people yawn and stretch in the morning,� she said, �they might do it for a few seconds. On the other hand, if you continue for as much as a half dozen minutes, you�ll be surprised and most gratified by the results. Of course, your orgasm will be more intense and last much longer?� �How much longer?� my wife asked. �It depends on how much you practice,� Eve said, �but I would say, in the beginning, half a minute. I am able to maintain an intense orgasm for six minutes and twelve seconds. That�s my best time.� �Let�s get it on,� urged my wife. Eve began the stretching, and we followed her lead. After three minutes, Eve burst into orgasm. Seconds after, probably turned on by watching Eve, my wife humped quickly six or eight times and started to tremble and quake. Turned on by her, I followed in ecstasy. After an orgasm of about twenty-seconds, I began to calm. Eve would have none of that. She stood over me with her legs spread. �Is it all right?� she asked my wife, half squatting. �He�ll love it,� my wife said. Eve sat on my face. She shifted to allow me to get my tongue up her cunt. I loved her taste. I rubbed my nose in her pussy and went wild. �Fart in his face,� said my wife. �He�ll go wild.� She did, and I did. We ended the evening in her bedroom with Eve eating my wife�s pussy, and me tonguing Eve�s ass hole. In the following year, my wife and I became expert at the technique, and Eve moved to Palm Springs. We never saw her after that. I have many memories that turn me on, but this one leaves me hard as a pick handle and aching to jack off...like now.