Enjoyment isn't innate, it has to be learned

There was a time when discovering secrets of human sexuality was an essential role for women.

Even today, some traditional societies in Africa and Asia entrust the initiation of adolescent girls who have reached puberty to an experienced woman.

Its role - within the community and with its full approval - is to discover their body to those on the shores of sexual awakening.

The joint discovery will venture into every corner of the body in search of female pleasure.

A kind of intimate community of the feminine

Under the guidance of their initiator, all these young girls will explore their bodies together and with each other, as well as the erotic vibration, the the thrill of intimacy and the joys of sexual fulfilment.

The initiator's knowledge is used to develop a science of pleasure that will shape the young woman's sexual relationship with her future beloved.

So, when she meets the chosen one, she is able to guide him towards her own pleasure and the intensity of the emotions it arouses in man.

The way is open to the richness of sexual adventure, which fulfils both the man and the woman.

 

Pleasure detached from desire

Intimate femininity paves the way for the exploration of the intimate male, apart from any fragility, anxiety or anguish that may be present in either of them.

The young woman is not initiated into some kind of strategy for gaining power over the man, but into the transcendent sweetness of knowing how to love.

Women: multi-faceted beings

This union of women is still based in traditional societies on an essential idea: Its lunar ascendancy is fundamental.

«All civilisations have a deep connection with the lunar star, the feminine par excellence.

But the moon has a dark side».»

At the heart of this hidden feminine side lie hidden facets, some more dormant than others.

Together, the young nubiles learn to connect with each other's femininity, awakening the different facets of themselves that are still in the slumber of childhood or adolescence.

Their own femininity is nourished by the exploration to which they are invited, and to which they invite others.

Female initiation is without rivalry

The road to initiatory discovery of femininity can only be explored together.

These women become allies who, when the time comes, if necessary, can help the other to meet the man.

Today's dominant patriarchal society pushes women to fight for power and performance, to assert their place, by adopting a very masculine energy.

« Yet isn't it in its deepest essence that the feminine offers all its strength and creativity to the extraordinary construction of sexual union?« 

How can we rediscover it, seize it and imbue ourselves with it to open up this path with mankind? news of sexual union ?

Shouldn't we go back in the opposite direction and get rid of the patriarchy that has entangled Western society for more than two millennia?

Being active in love means taking part in your own pleasure

In 10 years of practice, my tantric experience showed me:

• that there is another way
• that another path can be explored, in which women can play an essential role in restoring what is most sublime between them and men.

But rather than give you a long speech, I'd like to share with you something I've always wanted to say. an authentic, intimate experience by a woman who knew how to dress it in the simple, delicate words of feeling.

Indeed, the femininity, A woman so often driven by frustration, jealousy and possessiveness also has the characteristic of offering and spreading to all winds the words that will touch other women, without keeping them to herself.

To invite them to joy! Let's listen to her.

GETTING TO KNOW YOUR BODY, A STEP TOWARDS RECOVERY

Anna, tantric massage 6 april 2017

It was an autumn afternoon. The sky was grey, and my head was full of things to do, to think about, not to forget.

It took me six months to finally decide to live the experience. To allow myself to receive... without having to give.

Placing my intimacy in the hands of a stranger... the anguish!
And at the same time I'm so curious.

After all, it's easy for men to indulge in this kind of pleasure, guilt-free!

Why not us women?
Then I forget all my prejudices and fears... and off I go!

Intimate femininity: an introduction to massage

I'm in a small, dimly lit room.

The Indian decor is an invitation to travel, with candles lit here and there and the heady scent of rose incense.

It's a pleasantly warm place to be naked.
I'm standing there naked, waiting for her to arrive.

My heart is beating really fast and I'm asking myself a thousand questions!
Shh! there she is! she comes into the room and strips off her clothes.
At first I'm embarrassed, I don't know where to look... And then everything seems so natural. 

She takes my hands and looks at me for a long time, with a smile at the corner of her lips, as if inviting me into her bubble.
His intense gaze intimidates me.

She realises that my arms are stiff.
«Let yourself go», she said in her gentle voice...
«Allow yourself to receive, you are there to lay down your body and offer it to the pleasure of surrendering and feeling.»
That's right... Feel a touch, a breath, a presence.

Slowly I agree to close my eyes and stop thinking.

She gives me a big, long hug.

I don't think I've ever received such a long hug from a stranger!

My breath catches, I'm in total apnoea!

I feel all tense, stiff as a stick. But it's just a hug!

Her deep breathing invites me to relax and her caresses on the back of my neck soothe me completely.
When you scratch the back of a cat's ear, it starts purring.

It was the same for me!
I'm starting to detach myself from my «me».

 

 

The massage can then begin

First I lie on my stomach. She positions me very carefully.

Silence surrounds us.

The exploration begins all over the body with a gentle, sensual touch, sometimes enveloping and firm.

Her delicate hand, the tips of her breasts, her skin on mine, even her breath caressing me.

Her whole being explores me. 

Sometimes I have the sensation of being massaged by two people...

But no, it's she alone who plunges into me, who surprises me, who awakens me to subtle pleasure, who reassures me, who carries me away from reality in a bath of tenderness.

I hear music in the background and yet I'm immersed in a great silence inside me, an emptiness.

Could it be fulfilment?

I can't think of anything to enjoy all the sensations, I don't want to lose any of them, they're so delicious!

 

 

A sensual journey at your fingertips

It sharpens my senses.

It pushes me to breathe deeply, leading me to a kind of intoxication.

I let her eroticize every inch of my body.

Shivers come over me, calling out to my femininity. 

I let her guide me and let go completely, no longer thinking, no longer waiting, no longer searching... just feeling the desire to offer myself, to abandon myself to her.

She then invites me to turn around.

It's very difficult to turn around when you're so far away: my body feels heavy.

I turn around slowly.

And then I open my eyes.

 

 

The power of the mystical woman

She's sitting there in a lotus, like those statuettes of Hindu goddesses.  

I look at it differently; the veil of fear and anxiety I had when I arrived has lifted! I'm in awe of all this beauty.

There she is again, gazing into my eyes.

This time I try to hold her gaze. She smiles at me, she's beautiful!

Her fragrant hands settle on my face.

I think I smell ylang ylang, its aphrodisiac scent exhilarating me.

I take a deep breath.

I close my eyes.

The pressure points on my forehead give me absolute relaxation, and plunge me into true meditation.

The caresses on my face remind me of my mother's tenderness, and I feel like a child again.

And now she's playing with my ears!

She introduces me to them in her own way, with sensations that are both delicious and ... exciting!?

Yes, her fingers penetrate my ears and I sink back into a dull silence.

I'm completely high! where am I? who am I? a whirlwind of emotions, I'm moved to the very depths of my being!

Awakening sexual energy

She gets up to sit between my legs, which are completely open to her.

A long moment of silence... what is she going to do? 

This suspended time puts me in a tizzy, my breath is taken away. Her warm hands rest on my feet.

Again I hear her breath, inviting my exploratory touch to travel from my toes to my private parts.

I admire the lightness of its touch, its «silky touch», with incredible precision and accuracy! No false notes, everything is harmonious.

And then the movement stops at the very bottom of my stomach... a sort of greeting to my sex.

She says hello with her hands and continues on her way to relax my stomach.

Arriving at the plexus, she first massages tenderly, then with such force, as if she were digging a path for the breath to circulate.

I then feel the need to breathe deeply as if I were at the top of the mountain!

My plexus was so blocked with all its emotions stagnating there and just asking to be released.

She's my fairy-fingered liberator! I'm soothed.

 

Tantra massage of the intimate parts

She goes back down to massage my sex. It's strange, she's not masturbating me, it's gentle, it's slow, it's delicious.

When she feels my breath quicken, or stop, she moves back up towards my heart.
It's unusual to give away your pleasure.

I'm both embarrassed and eager to continue this game of pleasure and letting go.

She brings all this fire of excitement to my heart, then to my fingertips.

It's strange, there's no penetration and yet my whole being feels penetrated by her gaze, her touch, her breath.

Energy penetration?

 

 

Tantric massage comes to an end

I feel weightless, I don't want to come back down, and yet I can feel the end coming.

She turns me into the foetal position and puts her arms around me.
I'm tiny again. I can't wait to take refuge in his arms.

I feel loved like a little girl.

I rediscovered forgotten sensations, like a teenager.

I felt the fire of desire inside me, like a woman.

And I in turn feel the urge to give, like a mother.

It was like a ritual that honoured the preciousness of my femininity.

The session is over.

She leaves me alone and gently wakes me up.

I stretch as if waking from a refreshing sleep.

 

 

It's never too late to break free

A feeling of total fulfilment, and a burning desire to be shared. 

My body is completely open.

It created space in my body, in my heart and in my head.

I thought of nothing else, except this moment of depth, delight and ecstasy...

It was so different from classic sexuality, where everything happens very quickly.

Here, desire has time to blossom and release its sweet fragrance,

A sort of prelude to sexual union. 

I'm moved...

I realise how much our prejudices and fears stifle our sensitivity, cloud our vision and deprive us of experiences.

I'd like to be able to experience life's precious moments, like diving into the water... without thinking about anything... just feeling.

 

 

Word from Tantrika,

Hajira, Initiator in the art of Toucher de Soie®