4. Post received. The couple and the Dakini
Thursday, September 10th, 2009As you recall, this is a post I received in the form of first-person email describing a session of tantric couples therapy. Not if it's true what is said, but I liked the story. The only condition that regard, indicate the name and phone number of the author, who is in and he first post . The photos (if any) I have given them, and have no relation to post author
We were three on the mat, each of us has a doll of those fist, and asked them to verbalize what they feel when you breathe in the air sex, but has not begun yet, and from here, that dolls talk about what they want.
We started it, it's easy. It has a lot to say, explaining that his wrist is always willing, that you want from who knew that before making love, before getting into bed feeling a vibration in your body similar to the one feeling at that same time, a sense of anticipation in his head rather than their sex. My questions (well, at my wrist) whether this provision is immediately before, or long before, I said to begin in the morning and all day does not remove the sex of the head. 
But at the same time is concerned, knowing that the time more pleasant it is for him, the penetration, it hurts. She feels her body and closed, as if, as if his body was not welcome. Then, once inside the two are comfortable until he makes any sudden movement, pushes the kidneys, which again I feel a blockage in her body. And from this moment, it's over, the party is over, notice that she wants to end, puts his hand on his dick (so he says), and while it is moving inside her, she makes the earwig to be run faster. Not true, says her wrist, I do this because I know you like!. Yes, and you like to finish and leave you alone to go to the bathroom and shower.
oops, bad vibes, I control the situation if I do not want to end up dolls scattered on the floor, and they get angry. So, in line with what was being said, explaining her what he likes now, thinking I was going to talk about it. But no, she did not want to talk, and says, thinking every sentence, which is moved by the touch of skin on your back, hard and tender at the same time, the nerve of her ass when pushed, although you do some damage but, above all, his gentleness, care when it, as if about to break, but, of course, which almost makes mourn (and I say crying) is first and above all, pleasure him, his stress on the moment of orgasm, as his face changes after orgasm face, a face hard, aggressive before, a helpless baby face later.
And that this is enough, that does not need more.
I speak of the pleasure of it. I ask him, what she feels in her body. No eye contact, look at the doll, which says:
it hurts when he enters, which is only now, but if he moves too abruptly, and therefore is afraid. That is like when you forget the fear because you look at his face and tries to forget his body. 
Who has ever tried to put his hands on his ass, but who dares not, that is stroking the back (where he had just taken a shower) you would like to go down to the buttocks, but not sure if you must, if he would like or would find that these things are whores. And in any case, it is possible that she had left some remains of his mother, who always said that touching the saw, baby, do not touch there, baby, wash your hands after pee, baby, the girls sleep arms above the covers.
... My God ... uuffffffffffffffffffffffff is fantastic that this has left ...
We did become aware that it was she and not her mother who was making love, which is essentially cultural dirt, but the body of the beloved, as the son, not dirty. That sex in itself is not dirty.
