Sex with Spirits
A how-to guide.
So excited to announce the expansion of Xtine-Uncensored Studios to other writers besides boring ole me.
We've already signed four great erotica writers who have agreed to let me produce video illustrations of their awesome stories and post them here. Today we're featuring a collab I did with Siomara Lopez, who became a friend of mine through Medium. And a couple times a bit more than a friend. Lucky me, as you will see in this video she is totally beautiful and also a great writer and also a mystic! She's a practitioner of Shamanism and knows what she's talking about. She's got a spell for everything. Catch her writing on Medium.
Thanks Siomara for being the first non-Christine star of my channel. I'm looking forward to shooting the next one soon! And readers please be sweet and tell Siomara in the comments how awesome she was and how great this story is.
Sex with Spirits
By Siomara Lopez
I hesitate to write this, because I don’t like being called crazy. The few times when I have confided in people about this practice they have worried about me and told me I might need mental help.
“Um…did you ever see that movie Ghost,” I tell them. “Didn’t you cry? I mean, Demi Moore was basically having sex with the ghost of Patrick Swayze. You do realize that, don’t you? You believed that, kinda, didn't you, when you watched it. So who's crazy?”
Anyhow, I don’t do pottery so no ghost is ever going to put his arms around me at the wheel. But I do have sex with spirits, and it’s awesome.
What is sex?
Obviously, spirits have very different “bodies” than we do, so what do I mean when I say I have sex with them? I mean we combine with each other and pleasure each other, I with my human body and the spirits with their spirit body.
Oftentimes, the spirit body occurs to me as a ball of color or light or — and I hate this word — energy. Better than energy, I think, is the word form. The spirits have a certain spirit form that when I get myself into an alpha state I am able to perceive.
How to make contact
My method is a synthesis of my own experience in three different traditions. I have been trained in shamanism in the American Southwest. I spent a year in Wales studying Druidism. And I spent six months in Scandinavia learning about Norse mysticism. This method I'm about to show you is a synthesis and suitable for the beginning pathwalker, so long as you have a bedrock of some spiritual work to begin with.
Believe
That's the first thing. You have to believe that there are beings other than ourselves, who exist in the other world. The one that is laid right on top of ours. The other world that is right there, as close as our own nose, but we are shut down to it.
Visualize the tree of life
As you wander skyclad through the forest, listening to nature, begin to see that all of this life is connected in an infinite network of branches. It’s called the realm of the rhizome. That is the vibrational frequency that unites all the human race, and all the spirit race. We are all able to contact each other through these branches.
Visualize the tree of life forming at the base of your spine, and rising up out of the top of your head and branching out into the unknown.
That is what the new agers call astral traveling. Others call it shamanic journeying. Walking the path. There are many names for this experience. And it is easy to picture when you are out in nature, which is of course so obviously a complex spiderweb of pathways criss-crossing through biology, chemistry, physics, to form the material realms.
The tree of life shoots forth from this material realm and lands you in the realm of spirit.
Don’t be afraid. Journeyers have been leaving this world and entering that one for hundreds of centuries here on earth. It is our god-given right, talent and joy to be able to enter this world. Have confidence that it can be done. The spirit world rejects no one. If you can’t get there, you are simply holding yourself back.
Don’t. This will be so good, trust me.
Contact Number 1 --The Ethereal Light
The first time Christine Stevens and her film crew followed me out to see if they could document this, I was not skyclad. It was not an appropriate area for nudity. But in order to get in the "spirit" of the attempt, I wore a white gown that was kind of ethereal.
I felt a very strong sexual presence and had what can only be described as a spiritual orgasm.
Christine confirmed that something definitely happened. It was only when we played the video back on the monitor back at the motel where we were staying that we all saw it. It was definitely a presence. Some of the people in Christine's crew were visibly shaken--never having had a paranormal experience before.
There was an unmistakable white light hovering around me, as though trying to touch me or actually enter me. To me, brought up a good Catholic girl, it reminded me of the heavenly host. It was sending me those sexual vibrations and giving me an orgasm.
"We've got to do this again," said Christine. We scheduled another trip to the mountains, this time to an area I knew where I could be skyclad.
Contact Number 2 – Recognizable Genitalia
On the way up there in the van the second day, I explained to Christine how I have perceived my own spirit leaving my human body and comingling with the spirit body. Whatever form I perceive as the spirit, I perceive myself that way too. For instance, if it’s a rainbow of light, then I see myself as a rainbow of light and comingle with it.
These spirit forms usually don’t have recognizable genitalia. But there are times when they do.
"Oh, I think it would definitely be better for the film if you could call on one of those," joked Christine. "Recognizable genitalia please."
Angels
I have made love with female and male angels while in the alpha state. During these sessions it has been more like human sex, in the sense that we lie down together, embrace, kiss, and touch each other’s private parts and so on.
So Christine and the crew started filming that evening, as I started walking skylad in the direction I sensed was toward spirits.
Just so you know, this was the first time I had ever been naked on film or even in a photograph. I'm not exactly an exhibitionist. The only reason I ended up doing this project is that Christine approached me and asked me if I wanted to illustrate some of my stories.
"You mean like drawings?"
"No. I mean like I'm doing with my stories. Video clips."
"Oh. Who would the actress be?"
She just smiled at me and I got what she was asking. She wanted me to appear in explicit videos to illustrate my stories. The way she framed it was, "Siomara, this is the future. There's no reason to limit yourself to some crappy stock photograph from Unsplash. With the technology advances, we can easily film awesome clips to make your stories just mindblowingly powerful."
Well, I never would agree to do such a thing if it wasn't Christine asking me, because I've known her for some years and I trust her completely. If she thought it would be good, then I believed her.
I just had to deal with my natural shyness. As I walked skyclad toward the moon, with the camera behind me, I wondered if my nervousness would stop the spirits from approaching. But it seemed to be working fine. I felt a very very strong presence of spirit just in front of me.
Then an angel appeared.
I don't want to embarrass anyone, but when the angel first appeared, one of the crew members was so freaked out, he screamed loudly, then high-tailed it and ran all the way back to the base camp where he called a friend to take him back to Los Angeles. He didn't want any more part of this film shoot.
I'll give everyone a chance to do the same. If you want to hightail it out of here before the angel appears, go ahead. I won't judge you. But if you are willing to watch with an open mind, I think you will find it very enlightening.
He was a very beautiful angel. Maybe one of the most beautiful angels I had ever been with. He was wearing like a monk's robe. I smiled at him, and suddenly found that I was wearing a matching robe. He had put it on me with his angelic will. Why? Was he trying to cover me up because he detected my modesty?
I explained to him that it was OK, that even though we were being filmed, he could trust this film crew to make it tasteful and wonderful. He seemed fine with it.
"Is there some kind of release you want me to sign?" he asked.
I turned back and looked at Christine. She produced a piece of paper and held it up to him. As she held it up, we saw some invisible hand sign his name at the bottom of the release form. Joshua.
"Hello Joshua," I said. "I'm Siomara."
And he kissed me.
We made our own lightning
As soon as we started hooking up, I felt the intense heat and heard the crack of lightning. This has happened to me a few times, but I was nervous about the film crew.
"You guys should probably stay back a safe distance," I turned to warn Christine. I've never seen anybody so stunned in all my life. And her crew members all looked the same. Absolutely wide-eyed and faces frozen, like they were unable to speak or move.
"Siomara, what the fuck!" I heard her manage to stammer.
"It's OK, Christine, don't be afraid. He's not hurting me."
