Tantric Lovemaking

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.

Thanks to the pandemic, it's been a while since I've put a fist (or foot) in my gimp's ass. The preparation needed to prepare one's body for fisting is a Tantric practice, because stretching too quickly can be harmful. In this video, my gimp begins the slow, focused process of stretching his body to accommodate mine once again. Join us for the journey. --Goddess Erica

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

It's Dry January, and for this Tantric Dominatrix that means no sex. According to my rules (who else is going to tell me what to do?), I can kiss, cuddle, touch and be touched. So here in my first MLNP video, I'm slowly savoring the taste, scent and feel of my partner as we exchange energy while kissing and embracing. No one came. No one complained either. I hope you enjoy as much as we did. p.s. peep the cameo by my red Thinx #period panties. ;)

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.

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

It was a hot summer night after our #RealWorldSex Watch Party (monthly, every 20th!) and we were in the dungeon, so we decided to get sweaty. If you're curious about wearing latex clothes, this video shows you almost every reason why it's so much fun.

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.

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.

Every single part of my body deserves love, so I end my daily bath ritual with a slow, deliberate oil massage. I begin at my feet, caressing the oil upwards towards my heart, and with each intentional breath, I inhale the scent of my skin kissed with lavender and vibrating with arousal. Spend the morning with me?