Wherein you guide the listener on a gently erotic journey towards embracing

their innate divinity. Please feel free to adapt the voice to suit your own style.

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I am not a hypnotist, and this is not hypnosis. It’s just a guided meditation. An inner journey we will take together, to uncover your innate divinity, and discover how very, very pleasurable connecting with that can be.

To start, I would encourage you to sit or lie comfortably, in a position where you can completely relax. Ideally, it should be a position where, if all of the muscles in your body suddenly went limp, you would still be comfortable and safe.

You should be in a safe, quiet place, a place where you could be completely naked if you chose, a place where you will not be disturbed or startled. You can be as clothed or unclothed as you wish, as you are comfortable with; the important thing is for you to feel at ease.

If you need a moment or two to arrange yourself, just pause this and do that now. I’ll be here waiting for you when you’re ready.

Let’s begin.

I want you to pay attention to your breath, not quite so rigid or tight as focussing, more just noticing. We take our breath for granted so much of the time and never really pause to notice it. Let’s do that now. Notice how it feels. Notice the physical sensations in your body as you breathe in and out, in and out… Let yourself fully experience how this feels, how your body feels, as you rest here, resting in this experience of your body breathing.

Our minds can be distracting. It may help to close your eyes, or focus on a particular spot on the wall or ceiling in front of you. If stray thoughts flutter into your mind, you can just let them pass through. There will be time for them later. But for now, just let them go. Let them drift away, floating on the breath you exhale, and just come back to noticing how good it feels to relax, to breathe, to be here, now, listening to my voice.

Breathe in… feel air gently filling your mouth, your throat, your lungs. Feel your chest expand, your skin moving against your ribs. It feels good. Breathe out… muscles release and relax, air flows from you, and dissolves into the atmosphere.

In… and out. In… and out.

Feel how your breath connects you to the world. Every breath you draw in is drawn from a vastness that touches everyone. Every breath you exhale returns to that same vastness, a blanket covering the earth that touches every man, every woman, every tree, every flower, every creature on land… through your breath, you touch all of them. All of them touch you. And it feels good.

There is a pleasure in breathing that we rarely notice. A joy. An energy of aliveness that hums through you, through your body, rising and falling with each breath. Let it in. Open yourself to it. Surrender to its subtle electricity.

Breath is life. Life is love. So, it follows, breath is love. Breath is the world’s caress. It holds you. It nurtures you. It sustains you. It… excites you. It feels… so good… just to breathe.

In… and out. In… and out.

I want you to imagine that I am your lover, your companion; this may be the person you share yourself with, or that imaginary one you long for. I want you to imagine that I am here with you. I am behind you, and you are resting against me. Your head lies in my lap, or against my chest, and my hands are on your shoulders. It feels good. It feels… right. Feel them there, their weight, their warmth… There is a feeling of love that radiates from their touch: love, appreciation… desire. I love you. You are beautiful. I appreciate you. You are perfect. I want you. You are sexy. Mmm, so sexy…

In… and out. In… and out.

You arise from the earth. Its energy is yours, its lushness, its fertility and vitality, its indomitable strength… These are your birthright. These are your gifts. These are your nature. Your… glorious nature. You embody a divine principle: whatever you are, however you are, that is divine. That is worthy. That is what I worship.

I am the rain that falls upon you; the thunder and lightning that stirs you; the sunlight that warms you, and makes you smile. Without you to act upon, I am without purpose. The sky, without the earth, is meaningless. You are the meaning.

In… and out. In… and out.

My hands are on your shoulders. Our touch closes a circuit. An energy courses through us, back and forth: from the sky, to me, into you, to the earth… from the earth, into you, to me, to the sky… You can feel this energy in your body. It moves from your shoulders, down your torso and arms, your hips, your thighs, your calves, your feet, into the earth. Back into your feet, your calves, your thighs, your hips, your torso and arms, your shoulders, into my hands. It feels so good. It is rhythmic, and it pulses through you, back and forth…

In… and out. In… and out.

This is your true nature. You are a goddess, and the energy of the universe moves through you. You can feel it. It makes your skin tingle, just a little. It makes your blood rush and your skin flush. You feel a… heat. It starts as a warm glow in your very centre, beneath your ribs, around your heart… tendrils of heat slowly reach out… across your chest, through your hips, the back of your throat…

You realize your nipples are stiffening. It’s surprising, and yet… not. It feels right. It feels good. The energy is flowing through you more easily now, its rhythm more urgent, and you become aware of how very good it really feels. So… warm. This feeling is yours. It belongs to you. You deserve it.

In… and out. In… and out.

I lean my head down beside yours [shift to one channel] and you can feel my breath on your neck as my lips brush the side of your throat, right… Yes, there. [kiss] [panning to other channel] I move to the other side. You feel my breath and then my lips graze your ear lobe just… so. Then down a little to this side of your throat. Mmmm, here. [kiss] [return to stereo]

The heat you’re feeling spreads. It’s warmer, and warmer, and becoming more urgent. The energy coursing through you seems to drive the heat to higher and higher heights. This is how you always want to feel, this is how life should be, riding this energy as it lifts you up… up…

In… and out. In… and out.

Relax into the heat, into this feeling. Feel it move through your body, caress your deepest, softest places… gently, but insistently; strands of urgency and devotion woven together and penetrating you to your very core.

That sweet, tingling energy still moves through your body, head to toe, toe to head. Up and down, back and forth… You become aware that its movement matches your breath: with each breath in, it courses down to your toes. With each breath out, back again to your shoulders. You realize you can control its rhythm with your own breathing.

Your nipples almost ache now for attention. The heat in your body rushes in to fill them, and each time you breath in or out, the energy that passes through you flicks them lightly, teasingly.

In… and out. In… and out.

I slide my hands down from your shoulders, and as I do the energy and the heat continue to play through you, but they also follow my hands. My fingers and palms focus and direct energy and heat into you wherever they touch.

They move slowly down your arms to your elbows, then in to your ribs, to your centre, and cup your breasts. I squeeze, just a little, but you can feel each fingertip, feel the energy and heat, feel the raging fire of my desire contained and directed into you. My thumbs brush across each of your nipples and back, kneading them lightly, briefly. The sensation is so pure, so intense…

I move my hands now, slowly, down your abdomen to your hips, heat and tingling with them surrounding and caressing each muscle they pass over, each inch of silky skin they touch. Down a few inches, then back a little; again, and again. Down now to the tops of your thighs. Strong muscles here, but they melt beneath my hands.

In… and out. In… and out.

I move my hands up now, just skirting the edges of your pelvis, and rest my palms in that spot on each side where your legs meet your torso. My fingers trail below, tantalizingly close to your sweet, delicious, warm… mmm, pussy. Which, you notice now is moist, and swollen with an almost unbearable need to be… touched.

My fingers begin to stroke that beautiful honeyed gateway, each time brushing near that eager, sensitive button nestled in its delicate folds. I gradually shift the pressure and rhythm of my caress, to touch you in just exactly the way you love most to be touched. This is all for you. You deserve only pleasure.

But it isn’t just me holding you, touching you. The heat and energy are still here, filling you, moving through your body. In your loins you feel a sense of opening, of receptivity, and the heat rushes in to fill that, a flush of desire and pleasure twined together. And the energy, the electricity, the raw power of earth and sky drives into you; through trembling eager lips, through the hot, wet sheath of your pussy, lifting you and carrying you irresistibly towards a peak of pure ecstatic joy.

In… and out. In… and out.

You are a goddess. When your body throbs and dissolves in climax, the universe trembles. Distant stars spin wildly out of control and explode into stunning crimson novae. Lush jungles shake and redouble their verdant fertility. Winds gather and swirl with wild abandon.