Sex Tip of the Week: Slow and Sure, Tao of Sex

Sexperts say that satisfying sex lasts between three to 13 minutes. One to two is too short, and 10 – 30 is too long. Well, really fast sex is great. But what the hell do they know? Have they ever tried the slow, passionate sex? This is the Tao of Sex.

The aim here is to massage the vagina and the penis. Typical sex does not achieve this. It is only

achieved through slow, passionate sex.

The man penetrates his partner in a series of strokes with the tip of the penis. Nine good shallow strokes before thrusting the entire penis into the vagina once. He then carries out eight shallow strokes (with the tip of the penis only) and two deep thrusts.

Check the table below.

Shallow Strokes (Tip of the Penis only)	Deep Thrusts (Entire Penis in)
9	1
8	2
7	3
6	4
5	5
4	6
3	7
2	8
1	9

The man prevents ejaculation through a process called injaculation by pressing the Jen-Mo point (the acupressure point on the perineum, the area between the anus and the scrotum) just before ejaculation.

WARNING!!!: don’t try injaculation if you have prostate cancer.

Sex Tip of the Week: 3-Day Sex

Yes, three days of sex. And there are guys, and girls, who can’t last more than five seconds. Well, perhaps they suffer from PGAD, too bad for them; but you can have a 3-Day sex even.

Sex experts call it Tantric Sex.

On the first day take a walk, have that damn picnic you’ve been planning for years and spent the time to renew your intimacy. In the evening lightly stroke, and breasts and genitals are NO-GO. Take breaks and continue stroking. Then spoon without stimulating each other, easy to say but hard to do – try! Can you imagine you have just had sex?

Day two involves the things of day one but throw in some caresses here and there on each other’s chests. It’s OK to touch boobs, vulva, vagina, labia and that penis you are dying to have inside you but self-restraint and will should not fail you. Cage them. that’s enough sex for day two. It’s torturing, right?

The last day, the day you are going to rise from the dead and ascend to heaven, take as long as it takes to do the things of the first two days. It is time for penetration, but don’t you dare fuck. The woman takes that dick she’s dying to feel tearing each part of her womanhood inside her pussy and just lies there until the man’s erection subsides. Repeat this as long as it takes.

Then, when you can’t take it anymore, allow yourselves to climax.

Trust me, it’s explosive! 

Sex Tip of the Week: 3D Massage

One of the most sensual ways of making love is massaging albeit mostly underused or just ignored. Many men focus on pounding the vagina and hammering that cunt such that other body parts stampede screaming for attention.

Style up gents, and ladies let your boys touch you more. Touching during sex is sensual, but you don’t know what I’m talking about if you don’t do a 3D-massage (3-handed massage).

A sensual massage is the bomb; nevertheless it’s never enough without sneaking in a few strokes of the vagina.

The man lets the penis penetrate the vagina (from behind) as he gives his woman a back massage, and continues to. Don’t stop because you are dying to fuck that dripping wet pussy. Continue massaging the back as well as the vagina.

No masseuse has ever mastered the art of massaging than a man who gives a 3D-Massage.

Awakening the Kundalini

I am helplessly, and hopelessly, in love with my husband. He is life itself for me. But my wretched excuse of a life partner is a lying bastard. Nonetheless, he is a skilled lover.

Just a touch and I melt all through. I feel all my self-will and restraint thawing away like ice from the sun whenever he touches me.

Things were no different the other day when I followed him to this hotel where he screwed his secretary senselessly. I watched the whole shenanigans throw high powered binocs I had acquired through a friend of mine who works in the military.

That evening I waited for Tariq to come home and lie through his teeth about his afternoon tryst. Well, I got what I expected. Deny! Deny! Deny! Isn’t that the international anthem all men sing when they are confronted about their lying ways?

Tariq, all innocent over his youthful face for a forty-year-old, was all apologies when I confronted him with photographic evidence. For the umpteenth time in our sensuously passionate marriage we made up and had crazy sex that made me feel that I had not yet had Tariq’s best.

I felt my vulva unfurl like a flower and Tariq’s penis fill completely. I lifted my hips up to show Tariq how hungry my cunt was for his maleness that had seriously fucked another woman so hard that I was pink with overuse (and definitely not to pee). I could feel my pulsating and gaping hole exposed calling Tariq to feast on it. Up went my thighs and rested my legs on his shoulders as he plunged deep into me forcefully. I felt the length of his rock hard cock all the better and for an instant I was jealous of the joy his stick gave his secretary as I surveilled on them.

I lost myself into the moment and reached behind him to stroke his butt as he rhythmically drove into me. Then, something that had never happened to me did. I felt all juices in my body trickle from wherever they were held and flow, like a river, to the base of my womanhood. They drenched and soaked every fibre of my being then begun to rise up my spine heightening the pleasure and satisfaction I was feeling.

Before Tariq started panting in orgasmic trance, a torch lit in me and illuminated the darkest recesses of my being that had been forever barred from getting any light in my lifetime as the juices trickled to them. my body felt like a delta entering an ocean of unknown waters.

Tariq awakened the Kundalini in me, and we were not even started.

Copyright ©Rati Yue, 2013