The Dance: An Erotic Story

My lover and I are dancing, and I feel that swirl of connection and love that I always feel when we are together. He is strong, and dips and twirls me so that my body melts and I surrender completely to the motion. As I surrender and let him lead me in the movement, I begin to feel arousal shoot down to my pelvis from my heart, and I imagine all the things that might come after the dance. He smiles, seeing my face, feeling the fire that’s burning through me from below, and he holds me a little tighter. Sexual force begins to rise up into my eyes, engulf ing me in waves of passion and desire for him.

He teases me, continues to dance, but his powerful and gentle hands begin to burn wherever they touch. I feel his fire pouring into me, and the waves of desire become almost unbearable, it becomes hard to stand, let alone dance, but somehow I do, I let him hold me up, and I give in to this passion. I become ecstatic on the dance floor, feeling desire, feeling love, feeling him pouring into me. Every part of my body starts to vibrate with sexual heat and spiritual communion. My lover looks at me, and his eyes arouse me even more, shooting into my heart and opening it so It is as big as the sky. I feel myself ready to receive him into my body, wanting him.

He takes me away from the dance floor, outside behind the bar where we are dancing. We tell our friends we are going out to “cool off”, but I have anything but coolness or rest on my mind. Outside the canopy of stars takes my breath away. Everything is so crisp and clean in the darkness, and I feel drunk on beauty. Out here I feel not only my desire for this man, but my desire for God to make love to me, until I am drunk with it and radiating light from every pore.

Tonight God is in human form, he shines through my lover’s eyes as he bends to kiss me, and soon we are entwined in such a passionate embrace that it feels like our bodies are locked together with silken threads. No possibility of coming apart at this moment. The Earth could split apart, and I wouldn’t notice. He kisses me tenderly, then passionately, changing the pace of the kiss so that I must follow him at every turn, another dance, this one with our lips. My heart starts to feel like a blazing cold sun, my whole chest tingling like it’s been shot through with novacaine, and that feeling shoots down between my legs and brings another kind of tingling in. I feel my vulva swell with desire and I instantly feel wet and hungry for him. I am opening more and more, like the ocean, starting to feel vast and wild and wet, and wanting him to dive into my most secret parts and discover me.

He cups my breast with one hand, while his other hand slowly slides down to my belly and the mound of my pubic bone. He presses and massages there, and I begin to gasp and moan, wishing he would enter me, touch me, anything to answer the throbbing in my deepest places for him. Finally he looks into my eyes and penetrates me there, shooting love and desire into me, and I feel his hand lift my skirt and find the lips of my vulva, stroking, massaging, circling, teasing, sending more fire into me.

My hips are moving now, I am moaning, and completely abandoned to him. I would lie down on the cold hard ground and make love with him here in front of anyone who would pass by, I am so much in the moment. I have lost all caring about what anyone else might see or think. I want only to feel him dive into me and to mingle our fires together.

Finally his fingers enter me, and they start to stroke my g-spot. I can’t wait any longer, I come with a force that takes my breath away, and thank the Goddess that we are outside as I gush warm wet amrita into the earth. Doing my best not to cry out as I come again and again, or is it just one big climax? I can’t tell, but it overpowers me and for a while all I can only see his eyes, feel his hand inside me, feel the God in him and the Goddess in me.

I lower my own hand to his lingam now, wanting to feel his manhood, his power, and his desire for me, wanting to give back to him and drink in his pleasure. I touch him gently at first, and his hands on me become more urgent, My hand finds its way inside his pants, and I feel his desire leap under my touch. He too begins to moan. I massage and stroke his lingam, his wand of light, and I feel the fire and desire pouring out of him. It arouses me again and my yoni throbs as I stroke him more firmly and more urgently, wanting to feel his passion, his arousal, his pleasure. His hips begin to move with the rhythm of my hands, and he is kissing me, stroking my breasts, stroking my innermost secret places. His movement becomes more urgent, and I feel him start to breathe deeply, moving the energy up and into the rest of his body. I breathe with him and feel the passion becoming more and more intense, Pouring back and forth between us, and shooting up through me. His whole body explodes into orgasm, and I come again as he does, both of us shaking and tremoring and feeling ecstatic in every pore. I feel waves and waves of pleasure, and a deep merging of our bodies and energies as I travel to some far-off place for a while, where everything sparkles and glistens, and I am full of joy.

He holds me for a while, and I feel our hearts and genitals and 3rd eyes joined. There is an indescribable flow of spiritual, sexual, and love energy flowing between us. We are both still energized and charged, ready for more lovemaking later, in the privacy of our bed, where we will go deeper…..

Kypris, Dakini and Shamanic Tantra Teacher holds a master’s degree in Biology, as well as a master’s degree in Counseling Psychology, and is an initiated HeartWisdom Tantric Priestess. She is the author of “Journey to Sexual Wholeness, The Six Gateways to Tantric Sexuality”.

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