PARASYMPATHETIC LOVEMAKING

There are two pathways possible when entering into the realms of erotic arousal.

Broadly the main pathway indulged and promoted by most of the world is what I would call sympathetic.

You know it.

Hot lustful kissing turning into clothes ripping, hard thrusting, full friction, bed shaking and collapse in a sweaty mess.

It always amazes me how in movies and shows characters go from that first kiss to ripping each others clothes off, with the cliched knock something off a table and/or slam against a wall, in like 15 seconds.

Granted it is hot.

It can cause that little stir inside, a little pelvic rock of pleasure and anticipation.

The thing about this pathway of lovemaking, however, is that it requires intensity.

High levels of excitation are required to generate the blood flow necessary for full engorgement and moistening.

Hence the clothes ripping, grabbing, thrusting nature of it.

Hence why addiction to the seeming delights of the adult entertainment industry is such a big problem for many men.

Because, like any thrill seeker… you always need more.

More intensity. More excitement. More heat.

It’s why lovemaking can be so passionate at the beginning of a relationship and then lead to diminishment of desire over time.

It’s hard to continue to generate an ever increasing supply of intensity… especially when you throw kids, jobs, financial stress, familiarity and all the other normal things of life into the mix.

The other pathway, parasympathetic arousal, is fuelled by an entirely different kind of energy.

Safety.

This is the kind of arousal that occurs when you feel so safe, so secure, so stable that your heart opens, your body relaxes, you can just be you in all your beauty and uniqueness.

Arousal from this place is effortless.

It doesn’t require intensity, excitement, friction.

This is the kind of arousal that occurs when your partner smiles at you with loving eyes, and you know they are truly there for you, and you are safe and you don’t have to do anything special to be wanted and loved and then… so naturally, so easily… your body is turned on.

I’ve found that the more safety I develop both in myself and my relationship, the easier it is to find my arousal.

There is no striving. No effort. No need to create any special conditions.

This isn’t “let’s light candles, stare into each others eyes for an inordinate amount of time with the requisite ambient music in the background for long full body massages before special tantric lovemaking”.

I mean sure, that’s nice and I’m all for it sometimes when there is time.

Yet this is much simpler.

It’s simply a body that responds to safety as the biggest turn-on.

And you know what… even though I’m 41, this part of my body feels like a teenager all over again. Even though we are past the honeymoon phase.

We can entirely rewire the erotic nature of our nervous system.

In my opinion it’s worth it.

More lovemaking.
More safety.
More love.

~ Damien Bohler

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You're there: the first one I think of when I rise, the sun's rays shining, warming my face. You're the one I think of as I close my eyes in prayer, as I close my day. The one I think of as joy fills my heart, the one I want to lean on as tears fill my eyes, no matter when, no matter where; my thoughts are filled with pieces of you, your voice consoling me, soothing me, entrancing me, your arms surrounding me, a cocoon of peace and warmth from this cold world, your heart beating next to mine, the strength of your love surrounding me, you're always with me, always on my mind and in my heart.

~ Caroline Stratton

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I have come to you like an echo of an ancient time,
like breath etched between the folds of the ether.
Your name, spoken in the sacred silence of my heart,
He has awakened in me what lay dormant: a reminder of skin, soul, fire.

You are my mirror, but not a reflection: you are the opposite of my mystery,
the blood that flows in the spell that unites us.
And in the dancing of our bodies, in the submerged scream of the flesh that we seek,
yes the truest prayer is the one that needs no words,
but only skin that trembles, eyes that recognize each other, souls that complete.

We are alchemy in motion, two separate substances that merge without canceling each other.
You're my chaos and my peace, my storm and my clear sky.
You are destined to be flesh, and flesh to be light.

And if this is your call, this is how I respond:
I am here, all the way. Ready to get lost to find each other.
Ready to burn to be eternally ashes in your hands.

Misticanza ©️

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I tasted her, and in that exquisite moment, I realized I had been starving for a connection that transcended the ordinary. It was as if every hidden desire and unspoken longing I had ever felt surged to life, awakening my senses in a way I had never experienced before. The warmth of her presence wrapped around me like a soft embrace, and the sweetness of her essence lingered on my lips, igniting a fire within me that had been dormant for far too long. With each breath, I felt the walls I had carefully constructed begin to dissolve, allowing me to bask in the vulnerability that comes with true intimacy. It was a revelation, a beautiful awakening to the depths of my heart's yearning. She was not just a fleeting moment; she was the very essence of what my soul craved, the missing piece that completed my existence. In that intoxicating instant, I knew I had found something precious—a love that could nourish my spirit and satisfy the hunger that had haunted me for so long. It was as if the universe conspired to bring us together, and in her, I discovered a passion that would forever change the course of my heart......

~ Monsters Lurking

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Good evening loves! 💋

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If you want a woman to fall into your arms then she needs to know that you can catch her.

She needs to feel safety, strength and certainty. She needs to feel integrity, respect and trust.

If you want her to let you into her life, if you want her to open her heart to you, to open her body to you, then she needs to know that you're there to give, not to take, that you're coming from a place of abundance not lack.

You can't force a woman into submission by telling her to be more feminine, you lead her into surrender by showing her you can hold her.

She craves attunement, not assertiveness, presence, not pressure, connection, not control; she's looking for level-headed maturity, not learned masculinity.

The sun doesn't attempt to force the flower to unfurl its petals; he simply offers his light without agenda and watches her blossom in his presence.

A woman doesn't want a man who will attempt to overpower her, she wants a man who can stand in his power.

~ Emily Jane

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There are connections that do not ask permission.
They invade you, they cross you, they strip you... but not of the body. From the soul.
So you don’t make love anymore: you are love.

The connection with another soul...
It's an invisible thread that ties the wrists,
an electric current that penetrates the skin before even touch.
It's the look that suffers for too long,
that silence full of omen,
distance that vibrates like an unspoken promise.

You come closer and you don't know if you're about to kiss her
or to dissolve you in her breath.
Fingers are scratching her skin,
but it is the soul that restrains, stretches, opens.

Words not needed,
because everything is talking:
the beat that speeds up,
The breath that breaks,
the skin that burns even under a light fabric.

You come closer, you look at her,
and in that very moment you understand
that real erotism is not in possession,
but to contemplate what you wish for
as if it were sacred.

Every kiss is an invitation,
Every caress is a charm,
and the moment your lips lose between hers,
you ain't making love anymore —
you're dissolving the lines between your worlds.

You don't grind it,
cross her through.
She don't even kiss you,
it sucks you in.

And it is on that precipice,
between heaven and hell,
you finally learn
what it means to be.

Misticanza ©️

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