Tantric Kissing

I gave xTalon an assignment to notice nice things every day for a month. They didn't do it to my satisfaction. This recording is two hours into their 3 hour punishment: I'm edging them while they repeat a positive affirmation 1000 times. Stay to the end when I finally let them release. I love when they come.

Tantric sex isn't what you think it is. Sometimes it's slow, deliberate and sensual. Other times, it's a gleeful little bubble of chaos shared between two (or more) people. This video, filmed after a warm lakefront stroll, is the latter. We tumbled into bed after returning home, and I could not wait to put my mouth on him. His body hair and bellybutton lint had other plans, though. Join us, as we dance between erotic and playful; sinister and sweet.

I love hiking in woods with my gimp. Especially when he's hungry.

This is xTalon and he's my good boy, because he always does what Mommy says. When he's really good, he's rewarded with his favorite toy -- Mommy's extra large dick.

Who says play can’t be intimate? My heart is open as I feel my ugly boy’d tongue glide over the soles of my feet. Again, and again and again… It’s truly Tantric.

Tight, slick, shiny and squeaky. Mmmm... wearing latex in the dungeon is so orgasmic.

When my gimp and I make love we have a special playlist we like to listen to. So, often after filming, we have to find novel ways to remove the background music, as we don’t have the rights to use it. In this video (from two different evenings together), we found ourselves deeply connected in pleasure while listening to this song (https://youtu.be/nOubjLM9Cbc). The footage was too beautiful not to share, so we dubbed audio from a different video of ours with no music playing. 
At times, the results feel like an old Kung Fu movie with English voice overs. It’s not perfect, but it was certainly fun to make – and that’s what makes it #RealWorldSex

Tantra is deliciously slow. This footage is the beginning of a very long lovemaking session between my gimp and me. We don’t see each other as often as we’d like. So when we do, we take our time making up for lost time. I particularly enjoyed creating this one (In fact, I masturbated several times while editing it.) Please enjoy.

When I worship myself, I take my time. I slowly savor the feel of my skin beneath my hands. I take my time expressing gratitude for every part I touch. I patiently offer myself blessings of acceptance. And my time is well spent. At the peak of my worship, the purest pleasure washes over me again and again. In these moments, I am fully one with myself. And nothing is more divine than that.

I love when he struggles beneath me.