Exploring Long Distance Tantric Sex [FM]

Note: I have the consent of /u/pandaspicexoxo to tag her and share this story. She was kind enough to jot down some notes about the experience from her perspective, and I’ve woven those into the story.

My beautiful friend Panda and I love to explore long distance sex. We half-jokingly refer to ourselves as “pioneers in teledildonics.” We’ve gotten very good at creating intimate and intensely pleasurable sexual experiences using technology to bridge the geographic distance between us.

I recently read a little about tantric sex techniques, and I thought they aligned well with how Panda and I like to fuck: focusing on connection, using lots of eye contact, letting the energy build gradually over an extended time, etc. The other day, we got together for a video session. It had been a hectic day for her, so I thought it would be a good time to explore techniques that could leave us both feeling more energized.

Firing up my video chat app, Panda’s beautiful smiling face soon graced my screen. Her almond-shaped mahogany eyes and full lips radiated a playful sensuality. After a bit of chatting, I asked this gorgeous woman to get naked for me. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head to reveal perky little titties topped by puffy, chocolate brown nipples that pair deliciously with her caramel skin. Then, she turned around and peeled off her skimpy panties, revealing a mouthwatering, juicy ass and a peak at her pretty little pussy. 

We began by sitting cross-legged and gazing into each other’s eyes. Each of us felt an immediate connection with the other. We agreed that the intent for this session was to connect and experience something new together. If either of us achieved orgasm, great, but it wasn’t the goal — and of course, we’d be happy to make each other cum at any point if that’s what we really wanted.

Maintaining eye contact, we began to breathe deeply together. This heavy, rhythmic breathing made Panda’s whole body feel tingly. Over the course of the session, the tingling would expand to her fingers, arms, chest, core, toes, legs, belly, neck, and head.

After breathing together for a minute or two, I asked Panda to drip some liquid coconut oil onto her sexy belly and massage it. “Be my hands,” I requested. Watching her caress the contours of her sculpted body made my cock stir. 

I mirrored her movements with my own hands on my belly. My eyes maintained soft focus on her body and returned frequently to hold connection with her eyes. I inhaled and exhaled with her, continually bringing her focus back to her breath. 

Panda’s breasts are very sensitive. I knew that asking her to oil and massage them would intensify her pleasure. I guided her to concentrate first on her upper chest, kneading her pectoral muscles and following their line from the tops of her teardrop breasts, upward to her carved shoulders.

Panda’s breathing deepened, and her mouth went slightly slack as sweet little mewls of pleasure began to issue from her throat. Throughout the session, I encouraged Panda to let her voice come out however it wanted. I told her that I thought her voice was beautiful and deserved to be heard. 

Mewls mixed with moans minutes later, as I requested that she sweep her hands down the sides and underneath the swell of her ripe little titties. Panda’s hands were now circling, but not touching, her tender nipples. She later said that going nice and slow helped her to feel every bit of pleasure from all her body parts gradually building on top of themselves.

Next, I suggested that Panda trace her fingers lightly around her areola. They’re one of my favorite parts of her body — plump little Hershey kisses that beg to be sucked and savored. As she followed my instructions, Panda’s face began to change. Her mouth fell open and her eyes glazed over. Small gasps huffed from her throat.

Peering into those lust-filled eyes, I let her pleasure build for several minutes. Then, I coaxed Panda to run her thumbs sideways across her nipples. This technique is one of her favorites. Pressing into her succulent flesh in this way sent shockwaves from her nipples to her tingling pussy, which grew very wet and aroused. 

Again, I waited and watched as the tension mounted. As Panda began to squirm, I recommended that she gently roll and pull on her nipples. Her puffy areola swelled, and her beautiful brown buds hardened. I teased my own nipples as I watched.

Panda comes close to orgasm from nipple stimulation alone, and as she worked her perfect titties, her eyes began to look and feel droopy. She occasionally would go cross-eyed, and I’d gently remind her to look into my eyes. She later said she felt like she had no control of her face, and her body felt like a hot air balloon rising. 

Panda groaned in a voice that sounded slightly tortured. “Mmmm fuck. Ohhhh Daddy. It feels so fucking good.” I echoed her groans and breathed loudly to help Panda return focus to her own breath. She later said that with every exhale, pleasure would roll through her entire body, from her core outward.

It was indescribably hot looking into this sultry beauty’s eyes while she fondled herself, moaning and calling my name. My cock had started to throb in time to my pulse, and I could feel precum leaking from the tip. A thin stream of nectar had started to meander down the slit of Panda’s engorged pussy.

I directed Panda to oil and massage her inner thighs. She leaned slightly back on some pillows and put her feet flat on the bed, knees up. She stroked and smoothed the oil into her muscles, gliding her hands from the sides of her knees to the sensitive area where her legs met her groin. 

Moments later, I encouraged her to continue the movement and sweep her hands up her belly, between her tits, around and over the tops of them, then down the sides. After a few repetitions, I told her to begin rolling and pulling her aching nipples at the end of each cycle. Her breathy moans intensified as she engaged in this pattern, and her leaking pussy made a small puddle of nectar on the bed.

It was time to ramp up. I instructed Panda to massage on either side of her pussy without touching her slit or clit. Each time she rubbed up and down, her delicate lips would part, offering a glimpse of the moist pink treasure within. She began to pant and roll her hips. The experience had become intoxicating, and she later said that looking into my eyes made it feel that much more so. She described the feeling as being similar to rolling (on ecstasy).

Allowing her rapture to mount for several minutes, I then advised Panda to press her hands together, lightly squeezing and spreading her pussy lips and clit as she stroked in circles. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and a sharp moan escaped her lips. I gently redirected her eyes to mine, and we breathed and moaned together. Glistening webs appeared as her labia were pressed together, then separated. I rubbed my stiff cock, which was slick with my own precum.

At almost an hour into our experiment, I suggested that Panda use a finger to trace light circles on top of her clit. Again, her eyes rolled, and a guttural sigh escaped from deep inside her. I directed her eyes and breath back to mine, then allowed her to increase the pressure on her clit, but not the speed. Panda said that the slow manipulation of her clit made pleasure rise to and through her stomach, traveling to the top of her head. I started to stroke my hard cock slowly, matching her pace.

Panda’s breath was becoming more ragged, and I knew that an orgasm was building. I urged her to continue breathing and keep the same deliberate pace on her swollen, needy clit. As she began to whimper and moan constantly, I encouraged her to let her voice out, and I intonated along with her.

Our moaning rose and fell in waves. Soon, I prompted Panda to slip two fingers inside her pussy and massage her g-spot. She later remarked that her pussy felt smooth and slick, more so than usual. As she curled her fingers inside of herself, Panda could feel her pussy tighten. I advised her to use her other hand to continue working her swollen clit.

As Panda fingered herself slowly and deeply, squelching sounds issued from her drenched pussy. She started to moan loudly, cursing and occasionally holding her breath. I directed her to look at me, take deep breaths, and chant my name on each exhale.

The scene is imprinted on my brain. I looked deeply into the eyes of a devastatingly sexy woman, her lithe body coated in a thin sheen of sweat, her hips rotating on the axis of two fingers buried  inside her drooling pussy. Her sweet voice murmured my name: “Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.” 

Her orgasm was arriving, and I urged her to breathe through it and let it wash over her. A final “Daddyyyyyy” sounded from her mouth as every muscle on Panda’s beautiful frame began to ripple and contract. Pleasure washed over her again and again for what seemed like a full minute before subsiding. 

She lay there panting for a moment, and then she lifted her head to look me in the eyes. “Oh, fuckkkk. Daddy, that was intense!” she laughed. However, the look in her eyes suggested that her lust hadn’t been satiated.

“Does that little pussy want some more?” I asked.

“Yes, please.”

I described the yab yum position to Panda. If we were in person, I would sit upright and cross-legged. She then would sit on my lap facing me, sliding my cock inside of her. To simulate this position, we used a suction cup dildo attached to Panda’s “fuck bar” (a metal arc designed for use with suction toys), and some pillows. 

She rubbed the fat head of “my cock” up and down the slick entrance to her tunnel. A deeply satisfied groan broke free from Panda’s lips as she slowly slid the thick shaft inside herself, sinking it to the hilt. I guided her to be still and feel the fullness of being penetrated so deeply. Our eyes locked onto each other, and we breathed in sync.

“Rotate your hips around my cock. Slowly.”

“Yes Daddy.”

I stroked my aching cock in time to her gyrations. Watching her taut belly sway and flex turned me on immensely. Panda’s animalistic grunts suggested that neither of us would last much longer. I proposed that she begin to ride my cock in long, deliberate strokes. As she tilted her pelvis, I could see the girthy shank stretching her sopping cunt, and I knew she could feel every ridge and vein.

“Ohhhh fuckkkk, Daddy. It feels so fucking good. Mmmm Daddy, I love the way you fuck me.”

I directed Panda to roll and pinch her nipples with one hand while she manipulated her clit with the other. Her intensifying moans and curses told me that another orgasm was at hand, and my own was as well. Knowing that she loves when we cum together, I implored Panda to beg for my cum.

“Ughhh Daddy, please cum with me! Please cum deep inside this wet pussy. Cum for me, Daddy. Cum for me. I’ll cum with you!”

Breathing and moaning together, eyes deeply connected, we each had intense orgasms. My body flushed and prickled all over as I let loose a stream of cum that had been building for over an hour. Panda’s glorious figure shuddered and flexed as a second orgasm overwhelmed her from deep within. The waves washed over us both for what seemed like minutes. We both laid back, panting and laughing.

“Holy shit!” we said nearly simultaneously.

It was a very successful experiment, and one we plan to repeat.

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