Tantric Edge

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.

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

This 69 minute BJ video is epic. My gimp hasn’t been allowed to come for over six months, so I’m going to keep him #SoClose for over an hour. He begins to edge at 23 minutes. I allow him release at 50:50. But even then I’m not done with him. Because he’s not done until I’m done. And boy do I finish. P.S. If you like my #feet, stay after his big finale. You’ll be glad you did.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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