“Be my first,” I said, my voice trembling slightly as I looked into his eyes, and immediately felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine, mixed with the awareness of how important this moment was. My heart began to race, and my thoughts started darting chaotically, searching for escape routes. “I’m with you. Be with me,” he whispered warmly, dissolving the last remnants of my fear.
In that instant, silence settled in my mind. My body relaxed, and I felt a gentle vibration of inner energy awaken.
Very delicately and attentively, he caressed my body. With soft massaging movements, he brought sensitive zones to a quiver one after another, masterfully guiding the wave of my arousal. We didn’t rush anything—quite the opposite. We moved very slowly, living through every moment of this interaction, bringing it to the peak of ecstasy.
He touched my clitoris with the very tip of his finger and simply left it there, building a vibrating current that instantly filled the entire space of my yoni and began to pulse softly, inviting us on a journey toward bliss we had never known before.
Without a word, we began breathing as one. On the inhale, I could see the energy streaming from his finger through my entire body, rising to the crown along my spine. On the exhale, I sent that flow back down. Along with the energy, my sharply focused awareness traveled through my body, and by the second cycle, I felt my whole body vibrating with pleasure. This vibration was strongest in my clitoris, which pulsed more intensely with every exhale, swelling with arousal. Snake played along with this pulsation with a barely perceptible press of his finger, spinning the energy ring passing through our bodies even more intensely.
Despite the growing arousal, our shared breathing became slower, deeper, and at some point changed its very quality. Now I no longer felt the inhale and exhale as such; instead, I perceived even more vividly the sparkling inner current I could consciously guide—slowing it down or accelerating it along its path, lingering at different energy centers.
Attention on the cervix—it responds with a pleasant opening. With an imaginary vacuum, I draw this subtle ecstatic energy into the depths of the womb, which responds with a soft orgasmic contraction. I send this sensation higher—through the feeling of satisfied fullness in the solar plexus—to the very center of the chest, where it bursts into a warm firework of happiness, love, and gratitude.
“You’re such a miracle…” Snake whispered, showering my chest with gentle kisses.
Tears of joy roll down my cheeks. Not a drop of pain in these tears—only the crystalline essence of pure Love.
Following the heart, I feel the orgasm of the throat, ringing from the hollow at the base of my neck up to my ears, lifting the corners of my lips into the most sincere, radiant smile. Laughter and light flood the entire space inside and out, showering my beloved with stardust, and then…
All the accumulated energy converges into a single portal located in the very center of my head. My body arches, and I freeze. There are no more bright bodily sensations, no overwhelming emotions, not a single thought. There is only presence in space beyond space. Breathing becomes barely perceptible—I soar above the Earth and see everything: what was, what is, and what will be. In an instant, I cover all that exists with conscious presence and head into open space, dissolving into the tiniest particles.
There is no more breathing. Time stops, perceivable space disappears. Now everything that exists is sparkling energy in the vast darkness of cosmic space.
The only fitting description for what I experience there is the True Essence of Everything.
Such a familiar state… I remember it from infancy—or perhaps from before I ever came into this world? When everything exists and nothing does. The sensation of the infinitely small within the infinitely large, and their complete merging into one. Awareness of the absolute illusory nature of reality and the substance from which it is built. The feeling of being a higher intelligence that thinks not in words, but in Knowing. Silent. Breathless…
“…How long have I not been breathing? Am I dying?”
This thought, like the thinnest thread, begins to fill my lungs with oxygen and pulls me back to reality. With a long, singing exhale, my consciousness fully returns to my body, flowing from the crown down through all the centers, filling them with energy one by one.
All this time, Snake gently supported my unconscious body and now watches as life fills my energy centers again, descending all the way to my womb, initiating a new cycle of orgasm.
“Come with me,” looking into Snake’s eyes, I invite him into the cosmic journey with me. “I’m already with you.” At these words, he gently enters me, and I feel a new universe of pure ecstasy exploding within. “Raise it,” he commands tenderly, and with an inhale, I raise the wave of orgasm from the womb to the crown, sending it back on the exhale—to the cervix, which kisses his lingam just as tenderly as I kiss his lips.
Inhale—I feel the contraction of deep muscles, beyond conscious command. The energy goes upward again, through all the centers to the crown, vibrating in our lips, our hands, our hearts, in every cell of our bodies merged into a single whole.
Total trust. Complete fusion. This wasn’t sex in the usual sense—it was union. Almost no movement—only a fluid shifting of bodies from one state into another within a shared stream of sensation. Everything I had known about tantric union revealed its true meaning.
Our movements resembled the dance of two snakes. There was far more harmony and unity in this dance than in ordinary frictions. Together we went into open space and returned again. This departure no longer felt like death—and even if it was, I was no longer afraid. We soared together in the boundless expanse of the unknown.
“That was the perfect first time,” I whispered, finally able to shape words again after our return from the tantric flight. “My girl…” Snake replied, admiring his creation. “I think I’m not a girl anymore,” I laughed softly, feeling that I had closed one of the most important gestalts of my life.
He smiled, knowing that this chapter of our book was complete. We held each other tightly and drifted into a gentle sleep…