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The Power of the Mind

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Meditation brings so much more


At school, there is a meditation group. It is a wonderful group and I have found something deep within it that I can do only alone and only at home.


Take off your clothes, very slowly until only your panties remain. Then, sit cross legged on the floor, or outdoors on the grass. Close your eyes and breathe. Become aware of each breath, each inhalation and each exhalation. Follow your breath into your body and feel how the coolness of the inhaled air spreads through you. Now, become aware of your nakedness. Feel the air touch your body. Each little current and eddie swirls around. Feel the air caress your skin and sense it touching your nipples and coaxing them up to perfect hardness. Breathe, always breathe. Let your conscious mind flow. Feel how you are grounded on the floor. Feel the pressure points. Now, let your mind wander to your sex, hidden beneath the cocooning layer of your panties. Imagine how she looks. Don't look, don't be tempted even to touch. Imagine how your vagina is slightly open, weeping soft tears into your panties. Ah yes, now your clit. Feel her harden and feel how each beat of your heart makes her throb. Concentrate on the throbbing. Feel how it becomes harder, more insistent? When the pulsing is secure, drift down again to that secret opening between your legs. Feel how the cathedral of your sex bestows its sweet benediction into your panties. Breathe deeply now, let all the connected senses of your body be as one. Imagine your vagina worshipped with a kiss? Yes, let that be the one today. Feel his lips approaching yours. You are so sensitive your moist petals feel the warmth of his breath while he is still some distance away. Closer he comes, your lips swell, as if in greeting. Your clit hardens further and yearns for his lip's embrace. Breathe, always breathe. Feel the wetness become a flood. And now, in such unbearable wanting; in such perfect stillness, his lips part and his tongue extends to touch the very tip of your clit. Then comes the explosion you have waited for as your sex rejoices in the fullness of its purpose.

(I tried this tantric meditation and have found that with a little practise I can make myself cum without ever touching myself. I hope others can do the same. Submitted with Love, Sarah.)



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