Expansion Coach, Expert Author, Tantric Practitioner
I have just finished having some beautiful orgasm and can feel my body radiating with energy. It’s a divine sensation, but as I am in my car, driving, there is a deep craving that rumbles deep within all this amazing energy. A desire for even MORE! I want to go right back, lay down and receive one, two, three, heck ten hours of not only orgasm, but also love and attention. I want an even deeper orgasm. At this moment, I want to see how far I can take this orgasmic energy and have it release even more stuckness in my body, and get me closer to the divine light of the Universe. I want to sit in the loving energy that I just left, and I want MORE! And I want it NOW! I don’t want to wait a few weeks, or a few days, or even a few hours. I want the connection and orgasm that can only be achieved when you are sharing energy with another person. My body, my mind, and my soul are craving for MORE! And if I’m honest at this moment, I am judging myself because I don’t want to seem ungrateful because I have such immense gratitude for the divine energy and the beautiful orgasm. I feel selfish because I want more “all about me” time, and so would be asking people to take time out of their lives to focus all the energy on ME. No, at this moment, I don’t want to reciprocate or worry about the other person. I want more, and I want it to be all about me. I just want more until I feel totally filled and am tapping out from being overflowing with pleasure. Then, and only then, do I want to bring it out into the world and help others get their MORE. Read more
I am wearing a sleek black dress, high heel shoes, a pretty garter belt, and stockings. There are no plans of having sex tonight but I did want to feel sexy in my own skin. Most of all, I wanted him to think I looked beautiful. When I walk into the room, I want his jaw to fall open and for him to have a dozen fantasies cross his mind. Throughout the night, I tease with playful statements. Nothing. Nada! He doesn’t see me sitting in this car, wearing my heart on my sleeve, and wanting to be acknowledged. Really, for him to see that I am hurting and that a smile or hug from him could fix a world of hurt. I am craving to be seen in this moment! The more I am ignored, the more my Ego begins to make up stories about what he is thinking. I don’t verbalize it but mentally I scream… “SEE ME!”