Episode 3: Seducing An Old Friend

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Marcie Prohofsky hosts this hot evening of erotica at One Taste Urban Retreat Center, an innovative laboratory researching human connection in San Francisco’s South of Market Neighborhood. Hold on tight to your genitals as you head behind the velvet curtains for a stimulating ride with a community of orgasmic researchers in the sexually liberated, Post New Age. This episode presents another cast of turned-on writers offering sizzling descriptions of their sensual experiences that will keep you convinced that truth is way hotter than fiction. Highlights from the third episode are: Alicia reading a letter to her pussy entitled Dear Black Madonna , where she promises to hold and praise her pussy and only choose partners that care for her. Jessica, hot as ever, with her Seducing an Old Friend in which she touches god, each note penetrating her deeper, harder, faster, backwards, forwards, in circles Are you dizzy yet? In case you can take more, Brynn’s piece called Hidden Song describes a recent OM (Orgasmic Meditation) where she howls like Aretha Franklin on the high altitude of the Swiss alps, enraptured, her body quivering. And this is what Brynn does after work? Beats happy hour at the sports bar! Go Girl! Like Marcie says: we don’t just write it, we live it.

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Seducing An Old Friend

Announcer: This program, brought to you by personallifemedia.com, is suitable for mature audiences only and may contain explicit sexual information.

Marcie Prohofski:  Welcome to Erotic Open Mic - A Taste of Sex.  My name is Marcie Prohofski, and we here are turned on, aren't we?

[Audience cheers]

Marcie Prohofski:  Woohoo!  So, this is so exciting.  We have lots of new faces in the house.  Thank you all for coming - old and new faces.

We are recording this event.  We are actually videotaping it as well for use in sharing our turn on with the world.  Our newest, most exciting endeavor at One Taste is creating One Taste and what we do here as an Open Source.  This means that we share what we do here openly via the Internet, etcetera.

This is one of the ways that we can do it.  We are actually recording this event tonight.  It's being edited into a podcast in collaboration with Personal Life Media.  They have an arrangement with iTunes.  So some of the pieces tonight will actually get edited down to a program that will be downloadable on iTunes.

So you can be actually on BART.  Somebody is looking really turned on across the way.  And they are listening to what you talked about tonight.  It's pretty cool.  Or they could be in Beijing doing that.

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Marcie Prohofski:  Stay tuned for highlights from Jessica with ‘Musical Orgasm’, where she seduces an old friend and Brynn.  This is sister is so sizzlin’ she brings hot peppers to Switzerland, to the Alps of Switzerland in her piece called ‘Matterhorn’.

[Music]

 

Marcie Prohofski:  My name is Marcie Prohofski and I want to welcome you to ‘A Taste of Sex – Erotic Poetry Readings and Letters to my Pussy’.  And we are here at One Taste in San Francisco, which is an urban retreat center where we explore sensuality, communication and gender dynamics.

Basically, we are here to weave orgasm into the world conversation.  We want to welcome you into that conversation tonight.

So we are going to start with Alicia, with her divine letter to her pussy called ‘Dear Black Madonna’.

[Applause]

Alicia:   Dear Black Madonna,
Thank you for opening up and being my friend.
Thank you for stating your intentions
And purpose.
Thank you for not being silenced
After all the times I tried to shut you up.
I will be more responsive and respectful to you.
I will hold and praise you in the sacred messy
And will only choose partners
That can truly appreciate your full potential.

           You are a sacred and gentle being.
And I will honor you, as I have not before.
Thank you for your patience with me
And waiting for me to grow up.

[Applause]

Marcie Prohofski:  So we have something called the ‘sacred messy’ here at One Taste, which for any of you who have even spent an afternoon with us, you get straight into it.

We are going to have Rob up here next with a piece called ‘She Asks Me’.  This is describing his sensual experience – uh oh.  Here we go, Rob.

[Applause]

Rob:  I have a preview to ‘She Tells Me’.  It's not ‘She Asks Me’, as is often around here.  So, the initial warm up is called ‘Tangle’.

It's been a pretty intense day
And I ask her if she wants to lay with me for a few moments.
It’s already approaching midnight
So I am happy when she says yes.
I take my notebook to the bed, put my feet up on our brick walls, inverted
And let the day flow from my feet down to my lower back.

I am reading and rereading the work for tomorrow when she comes in.
She pulls off her pants, more comfortable and gets in the same position as I.
We talk of the day in hushed tones as our legs slowly entwine.
Shared intimacies, thoughts and evaluations.

I’m not sleepy
As I notice our legs are now more entwined
Our arms mixed up
Flesh on flesh.
I lean in the middle of a sentence and kiss her
And her lips respond.
Small kiss, small bits of her breath on mine.

She pulls my head in closer and entangles our bodies once more.
Our tongues, our arms
Pulling off her shirt
Her chest and mine keep moving between.

Then like a pipe that breaks in the cold of the Philadelphian winter,
My turn on increases and we kiss rapidly, sloppily
And I can feel my cock start to stir.

[Applause]

OK, this is two of two – ‘She Tells Me’.

She tells me she wants me for five minutes.
We go up to our room and I pull down my pants.
I lay back and expect the unexpected.
Her mouth moves down my chest toward my cock.
I anticipate her touch
The way I know she will touch me.

Her breath moves over my torso
Her lips grazing my skin.
I move slightly, wanting her touch
Feeling my body rise to her lips.
She moves away, not touching me.
I quiver.
Her turn-on increases.

She removes her pants.
I feel her sex on my leg.
I want her
I want to feel her touch.
She breathes in and out
And I follow along with her beat.
I figure out the game right then.

She wants me to want.
She wants me to reach.
I know the game
But I still fall for it.
I am still at her mercy.

She looks at me
And then the clock.
Time’s up.

[Applause]

Marcie Prohofski:  Now we’ve got a really hot number, which is Jessica Frazier, who is an incredibly turned on writer.  Her pussy’s name is Abalone.  She has a piece tonight called ‘Musical Orgasm’ about when she seduced an old friend.

Jessica Frazier: 

For so much of my life I felt isolated.
Afraid of feeling so much.
I didn't know how to feel my pain and your pain, and the fear and the love
And the insecurity and all the delicate places that weren't safe to show you.

So, I found my solace in music.
I found my orgasm in those moments when I found the perfect transition,
When I played it those three measures over and over and over
And suddenly I got it right.
And it filled me enough to keep going
Until I could play the whole song, and swim in it.

Last night I undressed her.
Smooth, white, black, white, black keys
And I sat down to play.
Cool and familiar my hands moved from left to right
Floating along barely touching the keys.
Stroking the keys faster and lower and deeper and I was coming down
Into my body.

And the song played me. 
In that moment we were fucking there.
Each note penetrating me deeper and harder and faster.
My flesh tingling, my breath barely moving,
My involuntary system takes over
And I sway back and forth and forward and backward in circles.

My eyelids closed pull upward.
My forehead tight and pulled back.
My chest filled like a balloon.

And then the soft, slow strokes and I can hold it there,
Lock it in and sit in apotheosis.
Oh God, I want to resolve this chord.
Oh God, I can feel it coming and I hold it there and then
We slowly float down a harp like arpeggio. 
I can feel it rising like a balloon in my chest.
The music going down as the balloon goes up, and I am pulled there.
My pussy stretched open
And a cool breeze inside of me. 
And slowly as the feather floats to the ground,
I come back into my body.

And each stroke of the keys
Is a stroke on my clit.
And now I don't need to find my orgasm, alone,
Locked in a room with God.
I can find God here in this moment with you,
Through this sensation, through this fear, this unbearable love.

And I can be played by you
And I can play you.
All I have to do is surrender to this song, and to you
And together we can touch God.

[Applause]

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[Commercial]

[Music]

Marcie Prohofski:  We are going to continue on with Chaya with her ‘Abnosing the Body’, and this is from the raw course.

Now, just a little snippet - Abnosing is something that we really teach at One Taste, which is noticing.  And it keeps things alive.  It keeps attention on what is really there instead of judgments like ‘beautiful’.  We actually notice the fine details of what is there.

That is actually what can really rivet the system into staying in sensation.

So, Chaya.

Chaya: 

These women are naked standing before me.
My mind is racing.
My voices of childhood, parents, schoolteachers all ringing through my ears.
This is not modest.
One may not look upon the body of someone they are not married to.

The voices don’t stop.
They keep telling me to look away.
The voices get louder.
And then join with another set of familiar voices
Your body is fat.
How I remember that voice.
That voice that led me to that toilet seat.

Always looking at myself in the reflection
Begging the voice to quiet.
Each voice becomes louder and louder
Overriding the pleasure I am feeling.

My body begins to dissociate.
I don't know where I went.
I don't know for how long.
I do know that the woman who was naked
Was replaced by another naked woman.
Suzanne touched me
And I jumped.
My body began to be grounded.

As I awoke, I began to look.
I could not keep my eyes for more than three seconds  
For the voices would return.

Another voice became known.
Go get high.  Cocaine it will do it.  Go.
They wouldn't know.  Go.  Run away.
Get that fat off with cocaine.

I ran.  I couldn't handle the voices, the chatter.
I ran to my bed
And found myself wanting to jump out of the window.
Interrupted by Suzanne's touch.
I looked her in the eyes and shared my pain, my thoughts, my resistance
And then I walked through
Back to raw
Back to awakening.

[Applause]

Marcie Prohofski:  So, there was a course yesterday, called Raw.  It is a women's sexuality course and Chaya was in it.  She just got drop shipped from New York a couple of days ago to join our community here in San Francisco.

We were doing an exercise where each woman got up and was abnosing her body in the mirror.  This is another way we abnose.  We actually look inside and actually start to observe what is going on with us moment to moment and look at what our patterns are that keep us out.

Now we've got Brynn.  And her name for her pussy is - is it really Matterhorn?

Brynn:  No, that's not the name of my pussy.

Marcie Prohofski:  I was going to say!  Girl, I've been to Disneyland and back, wow!

Brynn:  That's the name of my second poem.

Marcie Prohofski:  OK. She's got two pieces going on.  So she's got her letter to her pussy and then another piece called ‘Matterhorn’.  All right.

Brynn:

Dear pussy,
You are one of thousands of millions
Of amazing, unique, ever changing, mysterious
Manyfold, myriad, orgasmic organisms.

You connect to my very life force.
You can hold that force hostage.
Or you can set it free.
You are capable of feeling so much more than I ever realized.
I wonder when I will let myself feel all that you are capable of.
When I will lift the glass ceiling on how much sensation I will allow.

By the way, the name of my pussy is ‘Hidden Song’.
She hasn't started singing yet, but she will.

[Laughter]

I arranged to meet with Will for an Om after work
In between visits to One Taste.
It's our first time that we have Omed together.
He starts by contacting my thighs.
Then inserts his thumb into my intruitus.
Next comes the lube stroke
Long and slow from bottom to top.

As soon as his finger lands on my clit
My body begins to quiver.
I feel warmth radiating in my feet.
Soon heat is spreading through my pussy.
Intensifying, I imagine the blood flowing to my lips and clit
Bringing with it the heat of desire.

We are climbing higher and higher
Higher and higher.
He brings me to a snow-covered peak
A cool energy penetrates deep within my vaginal tissues.
My body is still climbing.

I am on top of the Swiss Alps
And the sensation is exquisite.
We continue in high altitude rapture.
My body soaking up and loving where we are
Yet wanting to go higher still.

I am amazed at how much I am able to feel and stay present to.
Warm waves washing through my legs and feet,
Cool tingling in my pussy walls.
The electric charge connecting between the pressure of his thumb
And the exquisite sensation of his finger on my clit.

The pulsating contractions arching through my torso
[Heavy breathing]
Faster and faster
A minute to go. 
The sensation bursts to a new level.
I go up touch the sky.
Sensation peaks and spreads deeper, fuller.
I slip down for a nanosecond.

Then straight back up.
Time.
But my body keeps peaking.
[Heavy breathing]
I’m not coming down.
He slaps my pussy with his palm
Trying to bring me down.
Whack!
I keep peaking.
[Heavy breathing]
Whack, whack.

[Heavy breathing]

Driving home
My pussy is full of sensation
Vibrating, tingling, open, hungry.

[Applause and cheering]

Marcie Prohofski:  And I say howling like Aretha Franklin on the way home, right.  Wow.  Mmm. She can sing.  Oh my God.  So that’s what we do here at One Taste.

What she described is our practice, our core practice here at One Taste, which is orgasmic meditation.  We call it Om for short, or Oming.  So what that looks like is – it’s our meditation practice.

Instead of sitting down cross-legged and noticing our breath, the women lay down, spread their legs, and someone strokes them.  And we notice sensation.

That’s what we are training ourselves to do – is stay in sensation and notice when we are out, when we are in, what those sensations are.  Then we experience an orgasm between the person stroking and ourselves. 

So it’s that shared orgasm, that energy that we are creating together.  So that is what you just heard.

Thank you again for joining us today.  It’s so fabulous to have your energy clicking into ours.  From San Francisco I want to thank you.  This is Marcie Prohofski with One Taste Urban Retreat Center in San Francisco and Personal Life Media.

Go forth. Prosper in pleasure.

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