Discovering Tantric Masturbation

Kelly was a petite, bubbly person that enjoyed wearing clothing to draw attention to her breasts. I met her at the party her sorority and my fraternity were throwing. Her sorority was our sister sorority that year. 

Over the next couple of months, we became close friends. One weekend night, Kelly asked me to come over to her apartment for dinner and a movie. I did not expect anything unusual was going to happen that night, because we spent many weekends eating dinner in her apartment and watching a movie. However, that night was different and parallels my first time with Heather (see my Freshman year story).

Kelly opened the door and she was nude. I quickly entered and shut the door, because I did not want anyone walking by to see. She asked me to undress too, because we were going to have a nudist dinner. Let me backup and provide a little context. A few weeks back we were sharing our pasts, and I shared some of my experiences with Heather. Kelly decided to see if I would respond the same way, and she wanted to see “it” (the cock ring). We had opened up and shared some of our hidden secrets the previous weekend. I learned she practiced Wicca and Tantric masturbation.

I smiled and admired her naked body. Then I undressed and she walked over to touch my aroused penis with one hand and the other touched my smooth sterling silver cock ring. Kelly wrapped her hand around my erect penis and began stroking. She led me to her living room, where she had two zafu (meditation) pillows on the floor. Kelly sat cross-legged on one of the zafu pillows and motioned for me to sit on the other pillow across from her. She wanted to share her Tantric masturbation with me and wanted me to join her.

As I describe this experience, I invite you to engage with the story personally and enjoy this masturbation experience now. Most of my masturbation today uses many of these same techniques. I discovered meditation and breathwork through my Tantric masturbation experience with Kelly. She showed me how to transform my masturbation into a spiritual experience. I am grateful, because this helped me heal from my hardcore pornography addiction. 

Kelly said, Close your eyes, and take a deep breath in, hold it, and then breathe out slowly while moaning. The moaning or verbal sexual noises helps focus the mind upon the sexual nature of this meditation. Now grab your penis and stroke it slowly, focus on the sensations and allow your breathing and stroking to become one. Make each in and out breath one stroke of your penis. 

I took a moment to open my eyes to watch Kelly massage her breasts with her one left hand while she fingered her pussy with her right. Her moans and heavy breathing led me to stroke my penis harder while I moaned during long exhales. Kelly opened her eyes and saw me watching her and directed me to stroke to her pace. She was going to help me get to the edge while she reached hers. It was amazing, this masturbation experience felt like sex even though it was not. I was stroking my penis and moving my hips as if I was having sex with Kelly. We were mirroring each other's masturbation experience. I was getting close to cumming, but Kelly said to not cum. She told me to stop and when the feeling to cum subsided, then to start masturbating again. Kelly wanted me to feel the euphoria of remaining on edge. I kept reaching the edge over and over, until it took only one stroke to return to that edge of cumming. Eventually all I needed to do was lightly slide my finger along the shaft to reach the edge of cumming. I was lost in a daze of orgasmic bliss. Staying on the edge. 

I watched Kelly get up and walk over to me. She told me to keep myself on the edge. I was to the point where tapping the tip of my penis would get me to the edge of cumming. Precum was leaking and my penis was rigid. Kelly knelt down and wrapped her hand around my penis, but did not touch. I felt warmth from her hovering hand and my penis jerked. When my penis jerked and hit her hand, I started to cum. I felt orgasmic energy shiver up my spine, let out a long moan and watched cum flow out of my penis. Kelly started stroking my penis while I was cumming. The strokes were a painful pleasure, because my penis was sensitive after the Tantric edging session. She stopped after she squeezed the cum out. I could feel my penis still throbbing while we walked to her kitchen for some Thai takeout she had delivered before I arrived that night.

Kelly and I never became boyfriend/girlfriend, and we never did have sex either. Instead, we did have more Tantric edging masturbation sessions that year.