Elizabeth at War Ch. 06 - Remorse - Sex Stories

Elizabeth at War Ch. 06 - Remorse

... temples in India entirely decorated with pornographic carvings and decorations. So, yes, it did have a sort of religious flavour. But the so-called modern tantra is something far removed from that. Many people developed it as a technique, an excuse for libertinism, for free love, and all sorts of deviations. Again, these are not disconnected from each other, it all has to do with your intention. When Sunitra used my body's sexual stimuli and reflexes to re-connect with the most primitive in me she was using Tantra in its essence. When she comforted Terry with her body she was earning merit for her soul, if you believe in the ancient Hindu or Buddhist way. If, however, you use sex to subjugate, demean and imprison someone, bind them into a relationship they cannot and don't want to escape, as they did with Sondra, that is pure evil."

The men had joined them and were listening with a degree of amusement. Stan asked: "And this massage you were talking about?"

"It is based on some Tantric rituals, it implies that you devote yourself, with absolute concentration, on the relaxation and pleasure of your partner. You partner's pleasure becomes yours, your partner becomes your way to nirvana. And fortunately the feeling can be reciprocated."

Terry smiled and asked: "Are you two comfortable with this? She has me well trained. You are welcome to watch or not, to do your own massage and copy us, or not, as you choose. Let me fetch the oil and towels, love, while you get the ...

... cushions placed."

Stan and Jenny watched as he disrobed her, her body still showing the lack of muscle tone from her long recovery. They started with a short breathing meditation. Jenny removed her prosthesis, then copied them, facing Stan in a meditating posture, feeling and matching his breath, slowly coming into harmony with each other. Then Elizabeth stretched out on her stomach. Jenny followed suit. Terry explained how he would first begin with a soft touching massage, letting every limb, every tense muscle feel his hands and fingers, to establish a whole body rapport. He finished her back and then had her turn around, repeating the whole body caress.

Jenny wondered if she felt nervous about the nakedness, the fact that her amputated leg was visible to everyone or the fact that she became incredibly aroused with Stan touching her intimately yet somehow dispassionately. She heard Terry whisper advice, then began to lose herself in her breathing under Elizabeth's guidance.

They turned over, and now the deep massage sought out every muscle, every joint and tendon. Hands caressed muscles, fingers probed tendons, sought out stiffness, loosened knots in the joints. Jenny felt her world vanish into a universe of sensation, relief, tension and relaxation. From somewhere Elizabeth's voice reminded her to concentrate on breathing, following the rhythm, allowing her body to relax to the massage. Stan's hands on her breasts found points of sensation that she had never known ...