” My hands take his face and pulls him close for a kiss that not only is connective but penetrates my heart and soul. Our breath intertwines in this moment and becomes one. I can feel our souls dancing in this celebration of love and my body opens to him. My legs soften and open wider, my pelvis tilts as I pull him in. I can feel him enter me and we both gasp with pleasure from the sensation that pours through our beings, the sensation of coming home.
He moves his body in gentle thrusts while holding me. Hand in my hair, hand on my hip. My hips and whole body fluidly moves with each of his thrusts as we gaze deeply into each others eyes, amazed at how connected we are; how our hearts long to orgasm into rapture with each other. He presses deeper into my pussy as though he want to touch my heart with his cock. His pelvis rubs on my clit, his breath comes down on my neck and with each stroke I feel myself surrendering at intense levels. My pussy now wants to devour him, wants to swallow him as she pulls him to the deepest levels possible and the head of his cock rubs gently on my cervix.
Minutes turn into hours, orgasmic waves roll through my whole being and force me into greater ecstasy as he fiercely but gently fucks me open. Here we are two flesh’s, two hearts, two souls yet married together through our sexing. The spiritual dance and penetration that we give to each other is untouchable. Our breathing becomes united, my pussy clenches then pushes, quivers then squirts its sweet amrita. His cock becomes harder in these moments and the vibrations of his love expand out and penetrate my pelvis. I can feel the intensity of his love and the orgasmic energy coming up my spine. He pulls me in, holds my hands down and firmly whispers his demand in my ear, “ Give me your orgasm.“
“Give me your orgasm. Give it to me. I want to feel you cum on my cock.”
My body quivers, my breathing becomes short and tense for a moment. The building of climax that was there, is now at its peak. I can feel the sharpness of orgasm trying to escape from my clit as he rubs across it. My nipples are swollen and his chest hair is almost to much sensation, but as they tickle my flesh the shaking of my thighs and pussy bursts into bliss. Air is released from my mouth, my chest softens, my hands drop down to the bed and he continues to stroke.
Each stroke although soft and delicate in this moment does not let me relax but keeps my orgasm in a soft wave where he can play me like an instrument beneath him to his will and desire. Where he can command me with his divine masculine to give him my orgasm. Over and over again, he strokes me into submission.”
Using words such as surrender and submission might make one think of BDSM which is often thought to be about power, dominance, and even abuse. Some do play in this arena with the intent of controlling another to make themselves feel stronger or more of something that they cannot reveal in the real world. However in the above account of sexing I am not referring to any of these. I am sharing a real life account of being fucked wide open by a lover. Not just a lover but a man that holds my heart and soul. He is not a random man, a man that I am just “playing” with but a man that has established himself in my life and allowed me into his for years. There is a depth, an intimacy and connection that you cannot experience with casual sex partners. It is love based. Soul based fucking and it is this sort of gourmet sexing that creates the space for this deep surrender where one looses themselves fully, where the only thing you can do is feel and be lifted up as though you are a sensual sacrifice to the gods. David Deida refers to this as ” Touching the big toe of God,” and he could not be any more correct.
What comes from this state is a gift that I wish all men could experience from their female lover, but few do as few women ever experience being fucked wide open. It takes a man who is connected to himself, his emotions, and thus can open up to his own vulnerability and fully feel his woman. Remember that much like love, you can only feel your partner as deeply as you are willing to feel yourself. You cannot get your partner to this full state of surrender and vulnerability with the depth of trust that it takes to venture into this land if you, yourself are not willing to be that vulnerable and surrender yourself.
When a woman is fucked open to this profound level and her whole body swallows you, takes you in to the greatest depth and begs you with each heart beat to go deeper, she is submitting. Her very soul is saying fuck me open more. Penetrate my heart more. My soul more. Rise up my emotions and hold space for me to crumble, to release, to dance and to carry us both to heaven in this orgasm. Through her orgasm you as a man can experience the soft beauty, peace and communion not just with her, but with your core, your spirit and the spirit of god. This is why in tantra and other ancient spiritual practices, sex is known to be a sacred act.
When a woman surrenders to her lover like this, she opens the door to his greatness. It is through her vulnerability, her love, and her power to let him lead that inspires him to move in the world with confidence, purpose and his own surrender to the divine. Only through his woman can a man meet himself fully. It is our sexing that decides weather we act from our hearts or our minds. Weather we come at life from a mechanical view or the realization that life is interconnected. Everything we do creates a wave and these waves move away from us in delicate ripples touching everything in the universe. Our sexing impacts the world at its deepest level and the more we recognize the importance of being fucked wide open by each other thus being fucked wide open by life the more we can experience how life graciously will move with us instead of against us.
From the darkness that many of us feel, we can be birthed into loving light which is acceptance, joy, authenticity and orgasm. This orgasm expands past the bedroom, past our genitals and encompasses our whole life and being. It is this state of orgasmic living that we each are called to live but often fear. Because with this state of bliss comes great responsibility. We have with it the understanding that if we are to lead a life of orgasm then we are not expected but obligated to live unapologetically raw and full of integrity.
This is surrender.
This is authenticity.
This is vulnerability.
This is ORGASM.
Only you can create your orgasmic life. It is your responsibility if you have the desire to live unbound, whether you are male or female does not matter. It is your right to submit fully to the greatest gift given to humanity: ORGASM.
Live sexy and free. Live a Fuck Yes Life because anything else is Fuck No!