
I just went inside and and to my unconscious self my body began to communicate with the soothing voice and the music in the background rose just then I felt a jolt as if someone just pulled me and clasped me tight. I felt a touch, someone trailed its fingers on my arms and just then the music was at its crescendo. I evolved with every beat and to that presence I had completely surrendered myself to him. I was in a different world. And as the wind blew I felt his breath against my neck and I was aroused. I embraced it tight and with the music i moved with him. We swayed in happiness and danced gay abandoned. Suddenly he let me free and I was like a carefree teenager exploring the woods. The woods were dense and air of rejuvenation wafted it. Then came a meadow where I see him again with his hands wide open welcoming me I ran and he lifted me. Against the gravity I was, like an amateur dancer I glided over his shoulder and suddenly he overpowered me. But this was the first time I was enjoying my defeat. He was all over me... And just the time we were about to get one I felt so complete... We were in sync, we were together. The bliss achieved was unsurpassed. The most contended smile suffused my face. I so desperately wished the time to freeze and I could hold this moment forever. Like a greedy child I wanted more and more of it. I was so away from temptations and materialism yet so close to it. I was thrilled when I heard the same music again and he was too wiling to make me experience the beyond.
And that very instance I heard a thud and it was pitch dark. And to my surprise I realize that the session is over and I'm back to class. This is the bliss of dance and I achieved multiple orgasms in that dance session and enjoyed my womanhood. It was my intercourse of soul with my passion. I'm still not over it my knees shiver still and my heart longs for it even more.