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The Birthday Party
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THE BIRTHDAY PARTY
It was Gary's birthday, and Ann, his bride of six months, had
quite an evening in store for him. She began with a candle-lit
dinner, accompanied by a bottle of wine. At the conclusion of the
meal, as Gary sighed with contentment, he said, "My mother always
used to say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."
"I have a bit lower opinion of men than that," said Ann with
a wicked grin. "Come with me!"
"What, no birthday cake?" asked Gary, with a smile.
"Later!" she exclaimed, as she led him into the den.
"Here comes the next part of your birthday present," she said.
"I'm going to take you into hyper-empiria, and then I'm going to
make love to you, and you're going to have the greatest sex you've
ever had in your entire life. It's going to be so good, that just
thinking about it will turn you on more than you have ever been
turned on before!"
Gary had learned how to use suggestion for consciousness-
expansion in one of the authors' psychology classes, and quickly
realized its potential for enriching the physical and emotional
side of their relationship. Ann was a willing pupil, and in the
security of their marriage and their strong love for each other,
her sexuality had finally begun to flower. Recently, she had been
learning how to use hyper-empiria herself -- and now, she had
resolved to give him a particularly memorable reward for his
patience.
Gary smiled broadly and squirmed with anticipation as Ann lit
a candle and turned out the lights. They kissed and embraced for
a few moments, as they seductively unbuttoned and removed each
other's clothing, tenderly exploring each other's bodies with their
hands. The sofa-bed was open invitingly, but Ann gently pushed him
down into a sitting position at the end of the exercise board and
continued pressing backwards with her hands until he had settled
into a reclining position, with his head between the weight bars
and his knees at the other end, bent so that his feet rested on the
floor. Gary closed his eyes, and Ann sat down on the floor beside
him. Slowly and softly, she began to speak, as she gently took
his penis between her hands. Stroking and cradling it between her
touch, Gary's body began to relax beneath the pleasure of her
caresses and the soothing warmth of her words.
When she had led him into hyper-empiria, Gary's mind was ready
to accept the literal reality of whatever she might suggest to him.
"Now, you are ready," she concluded. "And as we explore every
dimension of love together, we will love each other totally and
completely. Your climaxes will be more intense, more exciting, and
more pleasurable than you have ever experienced, leaving you
feeling completely fulfilled and totally loved."
Gary was obviously responding well to her suggestions. His
breathing had slowed at first, but now it was more rapid, in
obvious anticipation of what was to come. Ann continued, "When we
make love in a few moments, and it will be the most wonderful sex
you've ever had. You will be like an iron rod, harder than you've
ever been before. And after you come, you will stay hard as an
iron rod, and you'll be able to come in a second great orgasm, and
then a third. And afterwards, you will feel totally relaxed and
contented, and we it will be the best lovemaking you have ever
had."
Ann continued to fondle Gary's genitals, stroking his penis
with one hand and cradling his testicles with the other, as she
gently guided him out of hyper-empiria. Gary's eyes flickered
open, while at the same time his penis began to rise. "Now I'm
going to show you how to set a Boy Scout on fire," she said
mysteriously. Gary looked puzzled for a moment -- but he soon
understood what she meant.
Rising to her knees and cradling his penis between her palms
as she kept her hands perfectly straight and facing each other, she
began to twirl it back and forth, using just enough pressure that
her palms slid on for about an inch or so after his penis had
twirled about half a revolution in each direciton until it stopped.
Faster and faster she twirled him gently back and forth, rubbing
her palms sideways along his shaft at the end of each turn, as Gary
reached beneath him and held on to the sides of the bench as he
gasped with joy.
Just when he thought that he could take no more, Ann stopped
and leaned down to lick his shaft and suck at the now-throbbing
head, opening her mouth to take as much of his length as she could.
His penis was iron hard as she slipped her lips up and down,
pausing to nibble around the edges of the head as she probed the
tip and the sensitive under-side with her tongue.
By this time, Gary was groaning with delight, and after
holding back for as long as he could, he exploded in an orgasm
which sent his semen jutting into the back of her throat like a
fountain. As they both gasped for air, Gary was aware that, unlike
other times, his penis did not rapidly become soft. It was still
as stiff and as hard as when they had first begun to make love.
Ann stood up and quickly straddled him, easing his slick penis
into her own already wet vagina as she gradually lowered herself
down the length of his shaft. Then, holding on to the weight posts
for balance, she began to slowly shift her hips from side to side,
sliding him almost all the way out of her until she suddenly
changed direction, forcing his penis alternately in and then out
again as her hips moved back and forth across his body like a
pendulum -- first from side to side, and then back and forth, and
then from side to side again. Feasting his eyes on the candle-lit
curves of her body, Gary reached up and held her breasts, one in
each hand, squeezing them gently as Ann, still grasping the weight
posts, lowered herself down so that he could suck her nipples.
Then, as she straightened up once more and continued sliding him up
and down and back and forth, he reached down and began to rub her
wetness around and over her clitoris. Soon, Ann was screaming with
pleasure as Gary matched her orgasm with his own.
Ann lay on top of him for a while, and then gently got off and
quickly left the room. Gary continued lying on the exercise board,
feeling totally contented, until Ann re-appeared, singing Happy
Birthday and carrying a large birthday cake alight with candles.
She sat the cake down on a nearby table, went back and quickly re-
appeared with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. Then she sat
down on the edge of the sofa bed, and told Gary to make a wish.
Gary got up and sat beside her, pulling the table up near the
edge of the bed. He make his wish, blew out the candles, and
opened and poured the champagne. After they had each had a piece
of birthday cake and finished the bottle, the sight of Ann's
breasts beneath her satin robe had caused him penis to rise to the
occasion once again. Gary reached out his finger, and, scooping up
a dollop of fluffy, white icing, and opening up her robe with the
other hand, he tipped each nipple with the icing. Ann took his
hand, and sucked the icing off his finger as Gary licked the icing
off her nipples. Soon, they were passionately kissing, and as they
clung to each other, he pressed her down on the sofa bed and
entered her once more.
As he slid in and out of her, Gary's penis again felt iron
hard. As Ann achieved ecstasy yet again, he felt himself gathering
up for one last climax, and when it finally did come, he felt as if
his penis and testicles were rocketing into Ann's hot wetness.
Totally exhausted, they lay together, with Gary still inside
of her. Gradually, the hardness subsided, and he felt a
comfortable warmth glowing between his legs. He cuddled Ann in his
arms and said, "Thanks for the most terrific birthday present. I
sure got my wish!"
"There's more to come," she said.
"Good grief, who do you think I am -- Superman?"
"No -- I meant, let's have some more birthday cake!"
* * * * *
Do you remember the first time you fell in love?
What's it like when you think about the very best sex you have
ever had?
How would you like to have an orgasm that felt like it was
going on for fifteen minutes -- or feel like you were making love
to the most attractive partner in the world -- or feel yourself
becoming part of a wave of infinite love, beyond the ordinary
boundaries of time and space?
Imagine both you AND your lover being able to have these
experiences almost at will, whenever you want to have them.
All these possibilities -- and more -- exist for those who have
mastered the easily-learned art of hyper-sex. For further
information, contact [email protected]
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