Tantric Lovemaking

Big Daddy, Captain CB and I are on Spring Break visiting Grandma and Bopbop’s new house in a different state. When Grandma and Bopbop offer to take Captain CB to the pool, Big Daddy and I spring into action to enjoy some much-needed us-time (we love our foreplay and aftercare, so enjoy the long vid). Spring break is all about having sex and hoping your parents don’t catch you, amirite? Well, we definitely almost got caught this time! Be sure to watch till the end to see how we play it cool when we hear the sounds of my in-laws and the kid returning home. Want to know who Captain CB is? Read my post about being a sex-positive parent on MLNP’s blog feed here: https://makelovenotporn.medium.com/sex-goddess-secrets-to-raising-a-sexually-empowered-kid-3135c3ded69f

I'm on vacation writing my first book – erotic fiction – and I can't stop touching myself. What can I say? I'm inspired. And easily distracted. After you watch me enjoy myself here, feel free to follow my writing progress at www.DominationCoaching.com/Orgasmic-Life

Sometimes his worship is peaceful. And sometimes it's enthusiastic. This video a beautiful example of both.

Nothing is more divine than the sound of making love. In this footage, my husband is worshipping my temple with his mouth, and the #ASMR is worth turning your #SoundUp for. #YoniWorship

I found myself a little distracted while writing saucy posts for MLNP's blog feed (https://makelovenotporn.medium.com/) so I decided to treat myself (and you!) to a #procrasturbation break.

This is what happens when two foot fetishists practice Tantra. I love having my feet licked and he loves licking my feet. Together, we’re a match made in… well, I AM a Goddess. Our quiet, languidly slow foot worship scene is a feast for the eyes, ears, and (in the case of my ugly boy) mouth. Enjoy.

This is the final of four videos captured from a two hour lovemaking session between me and my gimp. All of it is unscripted and all of it is Tantric. During the first few minutes, we playfully use each others bodies to stretch before getting back to business. It’s a sweet, quiet moment that slips into body worship. With explosive results.

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.

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

I contain multitudes. Today, I'm less Domme. More mom. It's a (mostly) quiet Saturday afternoon and hubby and I have escaped to my loft for some alone time. We take our time reacclimating to each other. We chat, touch playfully and slowly sink into our rhythm. That is, until we're interrupted. This isn't our first (or 100th) interruption, so we find our way back quickly. ...Until the neighbors get noisy. The hour long timestamp on this video is proof we weren't deterred. Enjoy.