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Body and Soul
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
BODY AND SOUL
Tenisha's boyfriend, Jonas, seemed to be well on the way to a
promising future in college basketball when the car in which he was
riding was hit by a drunken driver and Jonas found himself
paralyzed from the waist down, with little hope of recovery. On
the surface, at least, Jonas appeared to be a person who refused to
take either himself or his disability very seriously; and he was
one of the first to adopt and to use the new nickname which one of
his friends had used with attempted humor for this tall man who was
now in a wheelchair: "Down Low." As time passed, those who did not
know him well would occasionally make bad jokes that the nickname
referred to his character, or possibly to even to his style of
lovemaking -- but even then, whenever he heard of these unfavorable
connotations, Down Low would merely smile and resolutely refuse to
be called by anything else.
Down Low and Tenisha had become lovers before the accident.
Although he was no longer able to move his legs, his sensation and
his reproductive abilities were undiminished. Now that she was
forced to completely assume the active role in their lovemaking,
far from finding that her affections were lessened, Tenisha was
attracted to him all the more intensely because she realized just
how deeply she was needed. Down Low, on the other hand,
occasionally seemed to be somewhat uncomfortable with all the love
and tenderness which Tenisha now had to give -- perhaps because he
was not yet ready to admit that he needed her as much as she needed
him. He would frequently weep with frustration at the thought of
his formerly athletic body being confined to a wheel chair for the
rest of his life, "like a race horse who has to stay in the stall,"
as he put it -- and this frustration sometimes found expression in
their sex life.
Tenisha had learned the technique of hyper-empiria in a
graduate psychology course which she had taken as an elective while
she was a nursing student. When she mentioned this to Down Low, he
was particularly intrigued by the idea of using suggestions of
alertness and mind expansion in order to escape from the
constraints of time and space which bound him. Tenisha, in turn,
was fascinated by the possibility of using the control of
experience afforded by hyper-empiria to
heighten and intensify the feelings of total intimacy and closeness
which they both so ardently needed and desired.
It was a hot summer evening when they first decided to try it.
Tenisha never did like air conditioning, and they had left the
windows open with the curtains closed as they lay side by side
naked upon Down Low's bed, with a large fan blowing across their
bodies from the dresser upon which it was sitting. Tenisha had
turned off the television and turned down the lights, and put some
gentle music on the stereo. After a few moments of kissing and
cuddling, she asked Down Low to close his eyes as she tenderly took
his penis into her hand, slowly stroking and caressing it as she
began to provide the suggestions that would lead him into hyper-
empiria. "Just keep your eyes closed, and listen to my voice," she
began, "and feel the energy and warmth flowing from my hand, into
every part of your body. Feel it flowing into every muscle, and
every fibre, and every nerve of your being, filling and flooding
you with its warmth. . . ."
A few minutes later, when she had finished the suggestions to
lead him into hyper-empiria, she could see that Down Low had
responded very well indeed, and that he was now very high in hyper-
empiria. He was breathing more rapidly, and his penis had become
rock-hard beneath her tender caresses. Even though she knew that
he was unable to move his legs because of his paralysis, Down Low's
entire body looked like it was ready for action. But, certain of
the depth of their commitment to one another, she delayed a bit
longer, in order to make her suggestions as strong as possible.
"Each time we make love," she went on, "we are going to make love
together body and soul. Each time we make love, everything else
will fade away, and we will be like two spirits together, blending
and dissolving into each other as we become one, possessing each
other totally and completely."
Down low smacked his lips as if in invitation. She sat up and
turned to so that she could still keep his erect penis in her hands
as she knelt astride his face, gradually lowering herself to allow
his lips and tongue full freedom to explore her tender pussy as she
bent forward to take his penis into her mouth. After a few
moments, Tenisha stopped and lay down beside him, with her legs and
hips parallel to his. Tugging gently, she helped him atop her and
raised her legs up into the air with knees bent as she locked her
feet together behind his back, alternately squeezing and pulling as
Down Low (who could still use his hips) began to thrust and twist
as he moved his shaft deep within her. Then, with her feet still
locked together, Tenisha began to rub her legs and ankles together
behind his back as she continued to squeeze with her thighs,
producing such delightful sensations for them both that one climax
rapidly followed upon another until their energies were fully
spent.
A few months later, Tenisha and Down Low were married. And in
the years to come, many people wondered whether or not they were
able to have sex, and if so, whether or not their relationship was
a satisfactory one. But those who silently asked these questions
needed only to observe the way the lovers held hands together, and
the look of radiant joy on Tenisha's face, to realize the answer.
And when Jonas, Junior was born, all doubts were finally resolved.
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The foregoing story is from my book, "Hyper-Sex: Pathways to
Ecstasy," which contains step by step, how-to-do-it instructions
for hyper-empiria and auto-empiria, hypnosis and self-hypnosis, and
for constructing and using hyper-sex suggestions. For further
information, contact [email protected]
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