For me there is a big difference between making love and having sex. Making love is something I like to save for special occasions. I enjoy sex as often as I can, but making love is different. Making love is two souls touching, intertwined and wanting, until the wanting is so intense that the souls, become one.
When I was in under-graduate school I studied the martial arts form of Tai Chi for about three years, what is sometimes called the soft internal form of Kung Fu. The movements are essentially the same as the non-martial arts form but the focus is on learning how the movements can be used in a fighting situation.
A key part of the ideology is the concept that "the objective is not to defeat your opponent but rather to become one with them" and in doing so you know what your opponent is going to do before they actually do it. For example, if you know your opponent is going to throw a punch at your face you are already set up to block it. It takes a lot less energy to block than to punch and if you can block everything your opponent throws at you at some point they get tired and just give up and go away and leave you alone.
After you have learned this process through exercises like push-hands and other techniques, then when you are fighting it is just like in the movies it seems like everything is happening in slow motion.
Nearly a decade or more after learning these techniques I read a couple of articles about Qigong and tantric sex and started thinking about it in the context of what I had learned in Tai Chi.
I started thinking about trying to achieve that same type of "oneness" with a sexual partner. I read a few more articles decided to try it out with a special a lady I was dating at the time. Even though it has been more than 20 years, this is how I remember that extraordinary encounter.
I remember it was a special occasion, we had gone out for a nice dinner to celebrate, and when we came home we took a shower together in anticipation of having sex.
I told her tonight I wanted to try something a little different and told her to just follow my lead. At the time I had no specific idea how I was going to approach it but I was just going to go with what ever felt natural in some cases make it up as I went along.
I usually love it when she dresses up in something sexy but tonight I asked her to be completely naked, in fact we were both completely naked.
I poured us both a small glass of Cointreau something we both have as an after dinner drink which always makes my body feel warm all over. We each took a took a sip staring into each other's eyes while lightly touching each other's body in a kind of playful game.
She flowed with the experience and I watched her savoring not only the liqueur but also the physical sensations as I caressed and explored various parts of her body.
Standing nude before me she allowed me to caress her nipples dragging my fingers softly across her body in hundreds of different ways teasing and taunting her. I stroked her all over with my fingers -- her breasts, arms, around her face, ears, neck, thighs, stomach, and her pubic area. I carefully avoided her vagina for the time being.
She wrapped both her hands warmly around my neck and slowly helped direct my mouth down to feast on her breasts. I held both of those nicely shaped melons firmly in each hand clamping my warm and wet mouth on her tits sucking softly, occasionally switching my mouth from right to left boob squeezing and kneading both.
She reached down and slowly masturbated my long rod, the head now a shade of purple with arousal and in need of release. She brought her mouth to my shaft and pushed her head down until my cock completely disappeared down her throat. Her head bobbed slowly as she repeated the gesture over and over for about a minute.
I pulled her back up to eye level.
She looked at me a little confused and slightly perturbed with me.
She pushed up against me and adjusted her body so that my cock was right between her thighs. I responded by rubbing my bulbous head against her cunt lips and clitoris.
"Do like that?" I asked.
"Yes, it's great!" She retorted waiting for the onslaught of my massive shaft.
"Are you ready to try a little spiritual love making now?" I inquired.
"Um sounds interesting" she replied.
"First let's start with the merging of our bodies" I said.
I tossed a couple of couch cushions on the floor one on top of the other and then sat down on them. I sat on the floor with my legs stretched forward and then asked her to sit on my lap sitting face to face with her legs wrapped around my body.
She straddling me and then lowering herself down holding my cock in one hand she spread her pussy lips with the other.
"Oh God," she moaned. "I want you inside of me, baby!"
I instructed her to go slow as she guided my cock in. I pushed slowly up and she brought herself down.
God, that feeling of penetration when she goes slowly, I wanted to savor every inch by wonderful inch. There's nothing in the world like the feeling of sliding my hard dick inside her tight pussy. Mmmmm. Unbelievable.
She nestled into my lap and together we worked my erect member into her vagina.
I pushed deeper, slowly, until I was grinding against her. She took all of my cock; I could feel her cervix with the tip of my now throbbing cock. I held myself deep inside and told her to savor the sensation, while we kissed each other passionately.
I held it there and she squirmed on top of me, her vaginal walls providing pressure all around my cock. Pulling and pushing her hips with one hand she began to rock back and forth, her pussy lips squeezing my cock as she did. I teased her clit, barely touching it at times with the fingers of my other hand.
She held me in a tight embrace, as I just slightly moved my cock in and out until her pussy began to clench my member. She was panting heavily and her boobs were heaving.
