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October 2006 Hilton's Story Chapter
13 Kay
Hilton
stood as Tracy came to his table. They hugged, he kissed her quickly. “I’m glad you could meet me,” he said. “I came to New York on such
short notice. I wasn’t sure you’d be available.” “Darling, Hilton,” she answered. “I wouldn’t have missed you for the world. We had a wonderful time in Africa." "
It seems so long ago now. Tell me everything that has been happening
since then. How are the wedding plans? Everything.” They
talked through dinner and into the evening when she finally said that
she must go. “I want you to meet some people including my dear
husband to be”, she said as she put on her coat. “Come to my place
tomorrow about six. We’ll have dinner together. I’ll order
pizza”. Hilton arrived just after six the next evening. He had finished a busy day negotiating with an agency to represent his business and was tired but excited about seeing Tracy. He didn’t know it but he was about to meet someone who would change his life completely. “Hilton,
this is my Aunt Kay. She is my mother’s youngest sister. Kay, this
is Hilton Christopher, the man who made me a woman,” was Tracy’s
way of introducing Hilton to Kay. “I told you about the Safari last
January and Hilton was my guide.” Hilton
acknowledged the introduction just as a new man entered the room
kissing Tracy's cheek. “Jeff,” she
said, “This is Hilton Christopher, my friend from
Toronto. Hilton, Jeff Crane, my fiancé.” Jeff,
a fine looking young man, definitely worthy of the lovely Tracy shook
his hand firmly. Hilton wondered how much Jeff knew about his adventure
with Tracy but it soon became apparent that it was not
fully known to Jeff. The
evening passed pleasantly until Kay asked to be excused. Hilton
said he should leave as well and offered to take Kay back to her
hotel. Kay, a very attractive woman in her upper thirties with warm
reddish hair and flashing green eyes, was in New York on
business from her home in San Francisco. Hilton was attracted to her and she must have felt the same because she welcomed
his invitation. They
took their leave of Tracy and Jeff sadly. Hilton was not sure
when he would be back in New York before the wedding. He had promised
Tracy to be a member of the wedding party and to give her away in lieu
of her father who had recently died. On
the way downtown Kay remarked, “You made a great impression on
Tracy. She has become a mature young woman instead of the playgirl she
was before her trip. What did you do?” “We
fell in love with each other,” was Hilton’s reply. “It was
wonderful but she realized it was not the right thing for her and that
was that.” “It
must have been difficult for her. And you, too, I imagine,” she
said. “Have you been in love often in your life?” Hilton
was surprised by the question but she seemed sincere and answered,
“A few times, I think I loved my wife when we married and I have
loved another woman although she is doesn’t love me. I have not been
the most faithful of persons. I’ve dedicated my life to work and
raising my children. Maybe I don’t know what love with a woman
really is.” They
arrived a Kay’s hotel and as she opened the door she said,
“Hilton, I want to have dinner with you tomorrow. We have to talk
about you. Meet me here at seven.” With that she stepped out of the
cab and Hilton could only manage to say he would be there. She
had arranged dinner in her hotel and when they were
seated she asked him about his day and how his affairs had gone. He
was happy to say he had concluded an agreement and that he would
return to Toronto in the morning. She looked him straight in the eyes
and said, “I want you to come to San Francisco. Tomorrow if you can
but, if not, the sooner the better. There are people I want you to
meet and things you must learn. It is time that you freed your inner
self.” This
woman was not only forceful but full of surprises, much like her
niece. It must be a family trait he thought. He was intrigued and
falling under the spell of her green eyes. They seemed to be soothing
and yet penetrated his deepest thoughts.
“What exactly are you saying Kay,” he answered, trying to regain a
degree of control. “There
is a movement on the coast that practices the Tantric Yoga
Meditation,” she explained. “Tantric meditation helps people find
their inner selves and release their spiritual energy to achieve love
and wholeness. It is based on ancient Hindu practices that have
evolved for thousands of years. They are not religious in the western
meaning but are based on the self, the person. Among their texts is
the Karma Sutra. it explains the art and joy of interpersonal
relationships. I know you will benefit from it and will find it
enjoyable if nothing else.” Her
eyes commanded him to say yes and he did. Hilton fell under her spell
so easily that he felt a moment of panic. What if this was a cult or
something worse? He asked her to tell him more about herself. Kay
explained that she was divorced, had a teen-age daughter and was in
business importing and distribution silk from India. She has a house
in the Los Angeles and Hilton would be welcome to stay there for as long as
he wished. The piercing green eyes seemed to be saying “forever”
but Hilton shrugged that idea off quickly. Something inside was
telling him to reach over and embrace this woman and he almost did but
the waiter came with the check, which she quickly took and signed to
her room. Hilton
was surprised but acquiesced graciously. He explained he couldn’t go
with her the next day but would come down on Saturday. She accepted
his promise and gave him her card and home phone number. He promised
to call or email as soon as he got back to Toronto. As they walked
from the restaurant she took his arm and then kissed him. The kiss was
sweet and full of promise and Hilton went into the New York night with
emotions he hadn’t felt for many years. San
Francisco
Kay
was waiting at the airport and welcomed Hilton to San Francisco with a
long hug and a peck on the cheek. “It’s a long
flight, I hope you are feeling okay”’ she said. “The
flight was fine, Kay,” he answered. “It’s good to see you again.
You look wonderful, woman. How do you manage to flash such a pretty
smile?” The
chatted about many things as she drove to her home in the Broodmoor
district on the Pacific Ocean part of the city. Kay’s
house, a modest two story model sited, blended nicely into the side of a hill.
Inside they met Jennifer, Kay’s daughter. “Jenny, this is Hilton,
a friend of Tracy’s. He’s the man I told you I met in New York and he’s here to learn about Tantra.”
“I’m glad to meet your
sir,” she said. Hilton
was taken aback by being called sir. “Hi Jenny”, he said. “I’m
glad to meet you but please, my name is Hilton.” She
added, “Mom, I’m going to stay with Daddy for the next few days.
You can practice your Tantra in private. I hope Hilton will like
it.” She said this with a hint of sarcasm. Kay had made
arrangements for Jenny to stay with her Dad while Hilton was her
guest. Kay
showed Hilton the room he would use and he unpacked his clothes and
freshened up. Later, at dinner and Hilton fell under the spell
of her hypnotic green eyes again just as he had in New York. After
dinner she took him home and told him to go to bed to adjust to the
time change. She would show him around San Francisco in the morning
and made no mention of Tantra that night. Hilton
woke on Sunday morning early refreshed and feeling ready for a good
day. Kay was already up and had coffee ready. “You get up early,
Kay,” Hilton commented. She acknowledged that she was an early riser
and that she felt great. After breakfast they drove down town and
parked the car. A cable car
was waiting at the foot of Market Street and they boarded it for the
trip to the top of the hill and down to the Fisherman’s Wharf on the
other side. She told him that she loved to ride the cable cars even
though they were used more by tourists than the locals. As
they crested the hill the vista of the harbour opened before them and
they stared down the steep precipice toward the Wharves. The air
cooled as they approached the water and many booths offered fleece
sweaters for sale to unprepared tourists. The wharves were really
small shopping malls filled with boutiques and restaurants. They found
a boat tour and went out on the bay around Alcatraz
Island and under the Golden Gate Bridge. The view of the
Embarcadero on one shore and the down town buildings on the other was
excellent from the water. Returning
to the Fisherman’s Wharf they decided to take the California Line
cable car to China Town. It was early afternoon and they lunched in a
noisy restaurant watching the large Chinese families around the
circular tables. The number of dishes being served seemed to be
endless and the entrées were placed on the round serving table in the
centre from which everyone served themselves. Returning
to the Powell Market line they arrived at the bottom of the hill in
the Castro District. A short walk took them to Haight Ashbury where
they found more bars and restaurants that catered to either the gay or
lesbian people who populated this district of the city. Hilton
finally had enough touring and they drove home.
She provided steaks and a bottle of wine and Hilton applied his skills
on the barbeque. After supper she opened the conversation with
reference to the Tantra
and explained why she wanted him to learn about it. “Tantra is a
life style that involves the whole living experience and treats the
body as a temple,” she said. “You have lived an exciting life and
I gather from Tracy that you are adept at the arts of love making,
western style,” she continued. I think you should learn the arts of
love making in the ancient eastern tradition. They will not only
enhance your pleasure but will lead to increased energy and vitality.
Western love making takes away from your energy and vitality.” “What’s
the difference between eastern and western love making?” asked
Hilton. “Surely intercourse is the same, we all have the same
plumbing.” ‘You
will know the answers by the end of the week,” she said. “First
let me see how well you perform. We will do a basic Tantric massage
exercise. First we’ll shower and get to know each other and prepare
our bodies for the massage. Remember, I am a student too and not a
qualified guru but I know more than you at this point.” Lingam
Massage
Hilton
found Kay already in the shower. Her beautifully proportioned body
with its rounded hips, firm butt and perky breasts made Hilton recall
the saying that more than a mouthful is a waste. Her areolas were
brown surrounding erect nipples that begged to be kissed. Her legs
were long and well formed thanks to the hill climbing required of San
Franciscans and all in all Hilton was well pleased with this green
eyed beauty, so much so that his feelings were apparent by his
swelling cock. As
they dried Kay massaged his back and chest with her towel and hands.
She explained that he must be relaxed and the best way to relax was to
breath deeply and hug each other. Hilton had to breath very deeply
because feeling Kay in his arms only excited him more. She took him to
the bed and told him to lie on his back with pillows under his head
and another pillow under his hips raising his buttock to expose his
genitals. “First,
my dear”, she said, “we must learn the proper terms. This”,
pointing to his rampant cock, “ is called a lingam,
a word that means wand in Sanskrit. We won’t call it a cock, a penis
or any other term”. Then she pointed to her neatly shaved mound and
opened her legs to expose the flower inside and added, “This is my yoni.
You see it looks like a lotus blossom. From here on we are lingam and
yoni when we want to talk about our blessed parts.” Hilton
thought for a moment and concluded he could live with these terms
provided the results were the same. “In Tantra”, Kay continued,”
the object is to maximize the pleasure of sex without diminishing our
energy. It requires practice and control for a man and the ability to
trust and release for a woman. Tonight you must try and control
yourself for as long as you can while I massage your lingam in the
Tantric way. It will take a lot of practice but we have this week to
get it right and tomorrow we’ll attend a class with a guru who will explain and demonstrate the techniques. I want you to relax,
breath deeply and look at my face as we proceed. Are you ready?” She
had seated herself between his legs smiling warmly. Her green eyes
were brilliant beacons and his body relaxed. She poured warm oil on
his lingam and testicles and began to gently massage his scrotum until
it relaxed and his testicles moved freely. She massage around
his lingam, above it and below in the sensitive area between his
testicles and anus. She found the specific place and pressed on it
gently. At first it was painful and she moved off but explained that
there is an important use for this area of his body. She
began to massage the shaft itself squeezing from the bottom and
sliding her hand up and then changing hands as she repeated the
movement. She reversed the direction again changing hands with each
stoke until his eyes began
to glaze and she stopped and let him regain control. “Remember,
darling,” she whispered,” try not to ejaculate until I release
you. Your semen is your strength and must remain in your body to give
you full control and pleasure. I know you don’t believe me but trust
me, my sweet, dear man.” Hilton
was under her complete control and breathing deeply, relaxed and
smiled back into her lovely face. She resumed her massage and holding
his lingam with one hand placed the palm of her other hand over the
glans and gently rotated her hand as if squeezing an orange. This
movement heightened all his nerve endings sending highly charged
signals throughout his body. She
returned her fingers to the spot behind his testicles and massaged it
slightly to begin the process of softening it. This is called the
Sacred Spot in Tantric teaching and can be used to control ejaculation
and heighten the sexual experience. Hilton
went through peaks, relaxing and repeating until Kay realized he could
hold off no longer. Performing a lingam massage was tiring and it also
made her yoni want of attention. She lay beside Hilton and whispered
that school was over and would he like to come out and play. He rolled
over and held her in his arms and entered her easily. It felt warm and soft
inside her but surprisingly he was able to hold
himself until he felt her tighten and breath deeply. His release was
deep and long lasting. They sank into a deep sleep in each other’s
arms. Tantric
Training The next afternoon Kay took Hilton to a large home in Ingleside. She explained that the gurus she studied with have their studio there and that he will begin Tantric training with them today. They entered and met Doctor and Mrs. Goodvale, the Tantric trainers. “Call us Bob and Jess”, said Jess, “everyone uses first names here”. There
were eight other couples in the room and Hilton and Kay were the last
of the class to arrive. Five were middle-aged
married couples and the others were younger singles. None were
Californians and one couple was from England. Bob explained that
normally the training is for eight weekly sessions but that one-week
concentrated courses like this are for out of town people. Bob
began by explaining that Tantric sexual practices come from an ancient
form of yoga practiced in India as a form of worship. He said that
many people come to it as a way to revitalize their marriages when
sexual intercourse has become routine or stopped altogether. The
married couples nodded and one man said that he hoped to save his
marriage by renewing their sex lives. Bob explained that sex is a
basic need to maintain health and vitality and it is common for men
and women who don’t have any physical interaction with other people
and particularly the opposite sex to become lethargic, unmotivated and
sick. This usually happens in later life when physical attractiveness
has diminished and the ability to make up for it in other ways has
been lost. Tantric sex provides tools that people can use to reawaken
their inner spirit. He
then described the training and exercises they would practice and that
each day they would engage in meditation, breathing exercises,
massaging and various positions from the Kama Sutra. “Women,” he
said, “will learn visualization skills, energy flow, how to let go
and achieve longer and more intense orgasms. They must learn to be
sensitive to when their partner is about to have an orgasm and help
him learn to transcend and control it.” “Males,”
he added, “ tend to think with their little head rather than their
big one. It virtually controls their life and most men are totally
preoccupied with sex and the entire point of sex is to have an orgasm.
The power of Tantric sex training for men is the development of
control over their orgasm. It changes the focus from orgasm as a goal
in itself and develops the energy and visualization skills that
supercharge sex. The training involves orgasmic disciple and energy
visualization.” Jess
went to a white board and wrote the words Yoni and Lingam in bold
letters. “These words describe the sexual organs of the female and
male,” she said, “and we’ll use them in this training. First we
want you to meditate and relax and to learn the PC exercises. The PC
exercises strengthen the muscles in the region of our Yoni and Lingam
and increase the strength we need to enhance pleasure.” Meditation
required sitting on cushions, legs crossed in the lotus position if
possible, facing each other, breathing deeply, looking into each
other’s eyes and relaxing. Breathing deeply in unison increased the
exchange of pheromones and engaged internal receptors to awaken
sensitivity. The PC exercise required the contraction of the muscles
on each exhale of breath for fifty repetitions. Jess explained that
the PC exercise should be done several times each day and that when
coupled with the energy flowing through the chakras they can lead to
the Energy Orgasm
sometimes called the Fire Breath Orgasm. These orgasm do not require a
partner and can be obtained almost anywhere by experienced
practitioners. She wrote the word Chakras on the board and said that
they would be described later in the week. The
next topic was the Yoni and Lingam Massage techniques. Hilton had
experienced the Lingam Massage and was anxious to learn about the Yoni
Massage. Jess said that she would demonstrate the Lingam Massage on
Bob and he would demonstrate the Yoni
Massage on Jess. After the demonstration each couple would
practice the massage techniques and Jess and Bob would ensure that
everyone learned them correctly. Jess
removed her clothes and lay on the mat with a pillow under her
buttocks. Bob sat between her legs and faced her looking into her eyes
to begin the massage technique. Speaking in a low voice he explained
the moves and said that the woman should experience one or more
orgasms as the massage progresses and it was not long before Jess
clenched her buttocks and moaned loudly as her body shook. Bob
explained that the orgasmic moan should be from deep within the chest
and not the squeak that inexperienced women usually make. “It is,”
he said,” a matter of breathing. It is important to breath deeply
from the abdomen when meditating and performing the massage.” When
it was Bob’s turn he lay on the cushion with Jess sitting between
his legs. She explained the proper technique to begin the Lingam
Massage and how to continue it to bring the man almost to orgasm and
then to relax and let him cool down. “It is important for the man to
control his orgasms,” she said, “so that he can continue to engage
in sex for a long time. We don’t want premature ejaculation to end
an evening of shared excitement. In fact”, she continued,
“experienced men learn to ejaculate inside their bodies so that the
sperm is not spilled but retained and used over and over again. A man
can have many orgasms in this way and the energy in the sperm is not
lost to his body.” Bob
did experience several orgasms as Jess massaged his lingam without
spilling a drop of sperm. Hilton had never seen such a thing and
wasn’t sure if he could achieve the skill but he was beginning to
believe some of the things he was hearing. Each
couple was then asked to disrobe and the female to lie on a mat with a
cushion under her buttock so that her yoni was upturned and opened.
The men took their positions between her legs and began the massage as
instructed. Bob and Jess gave personal instruction to each couple
until they got it right and some of the women experienced orgasm but
others did not. Hilton enjoyed massaging Kay and looking into her
hypnotic eyes as he moved his hands and fingers over her labia and
inside her vagina to rub on her gee spot. He felt her experience
several orgasms and was very proud of himself, as his feelings for
this woman he had known for such a short time grew stronger. Bob
confirmed that he was doing it correctly and suggested that they
practice it later and whenever possible. Hilton looked forward to
improving his skill with the technique. He was
tempted to taste her vaginal juice but refrained until they were at
home. Bob agreed that it was acceptable to use oral massage to augment
the manual methods. The men soon had their turn to be massaged and they took their position on the mat with their women between their legs. Some of the ladies had difficulty getting used to touching the lingam for various reasons but Jess encouraged each one and soon they were doing it easily. A couple of ladies were unable to hold their man from ejaculating but most were able to restrain their men although they were ready to explode by the time Bob called a halt. “Okay, ladies,” he said, “what have we learned here?” No one spoke so he continued, “you have learned how to pleasure your mate but that the need to complete the process is irresistible. Eventually, with practice, you will guide your man to multiple orgasms without ejaculation but for now I think we should relieve them. We will assume the Sitting Tiger position for sex. Jess will demonstrate.” He
lay on the mat on his back and Jess lowered herself onto his erect
lingam and absorbed it into her yoni. She then demonstrated the leg
positions and how to move her hips to not only satisfy his need but to
engage his erection against her gee spot to pleasure herself. Each
woman observed her position carefully and each man became even harder
in anticipation of the pleasure to come. When Bob told them to try it
each man was mounted as instructed. Hilton was very happy to have Kay
sit over him and to slide onto his rampant lingam. He reached up and
massaged her nipples as she slid up and down on him. They looked into
each other’s eyes to share their pleasure and she leaned over and
kissed his lips lingering on his tongue. This was too much and Hilton
came with a convulsion that almost threw her off. She hung on as if
riding a bucking bronco and felt her own body tighten as she rode the
wave of repeated orgasms. Other
couples were experiencing similar results and the room will filled
with groans and squeals of pleasure. Bob and Jess were enjoying their
own release but the regained control quickly and Bob called the class
to order. He said they would take a break as everyone tidied up and
got dressed. When
the class was ready Bob asked if anyone had any questions. Hilton had
the first question. “Most sexual activities”, he said, “are more
or less spontaneous and unscripted. We do what comes naturally and
sometimes unnaturally with the aid of toys and paraphernalia. Should
sex follow the “book” performing only specific movements?” “A
very good question, Hilton,” answered Bob. “Most people engage in
spontaneous sex when they are young or when they are with someone new.
It is a way of learning about their partner but they usually follow a
pattern that has worked before. When a couple has made a commitment to
each other the incentive to experiment often stops and soon the act
itself becomes boring. That is when trouble starts and one or the
other will look outside the relationship for satisfaction. Tantric sex
provides an opportunity to experiment again and there are many
positions and techniques to try. If the partners give permission to
themselves they can renew their sex lives for as long as they are
physically capable and even beyond. That doesn’t preclude doing
other things together or in groups but it does provide the framework
and trust that is necessary. Does that answer your question,
Hilton?” Hilton
thought back to the years when he was married and the children were
young. Their sex life had become a series of quickies when no one was
around, which his wife did not enjoy. He wondered if it would have
been better if they had practiced Tantric sex but concluded that the
opportunities were few when the kids were small. Being a parent
usually precludes being a lover he thought. However, he did not
challenge Bob on his answer. The
first session disbanded and every one was instructed to practice
meditation and the PC exercises. They could also practice the massage
techniques before the next session. Kay and Hilton drove home in
silence and when they came inside she asked, “What do you think,
Hilton?” She was concerned that she might have done the wrong thing
taking Hilton to Tantric training. He
looked her in her eyes and said, “Kay, you are a beautiful woman and
I find myself loving you more and more. I’m not altogether sure
Tantric is for me but since it means being with you I am going to
continue the program.” He reached out and wrapped her in his arms
and kissed her hungrily. He felt her relax and melt into his body as
he relieved her tension. After dinner they practiced their lessons for as long as they were able to stay awake. Hilton was the first to drift into sleep and Kay gazed at his sleeping face tenderly before she nodded off. |
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