Devour Me From Behind

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

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.

I love when he struggles beneath me.

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 is the third of four videos from a long night of lovemaking with my gimp. When the video begins you may notice the foreplay is longer than the “action”. With Tantra, cuddling, kissing and eye gazing are all experienced as sex. Watch as we move through the same buildup, tingles, anticipation and release as a “regular” lovemaking session even before I mount his face and gleefully dance on it. #RealWorldSex

Does kissing count as sex? In the porn world, kissing is an optional check box on the escalator to penetration. But with #Tantra, kissing can become the most satisfying destination. In this video, you'll get a glimpse of how my gimp and I make love using only touch, eye contact, kissing and laughter. p.s. Does it count as #PeriodSex if I never took off my panties? I #Thinx so...

I'm in Puerto Rico writing erotic fiction, and sometimes the easiest way to describe the feeling of transcendent pleasure is to create the feeling for yourself. Take a peek to see how I inspire myself, and when you're done – if you're curious – follow my writing journey at www.DominationCoaching.com/Orgasmic-Life

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.

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.