When it comes to all things sexy, there’s a time and place for the rough stuff. I’ve had musings about it before. I even wrote a sexy short story about it. For reasons that are too convoluted to get into, the rougher side of sexy stuff tends to get more attention and not always for the right reasons. While it certainly has a place in a passionate relationship, there’s also a place for gentler forms of sexiness.
By gentle, I don’t just mean weak. I’m referring to the kind of soft, soothing touch that favors finesse over fervor. It’s more targeted, seeking out the most sensitive parts of your lover’s being and stimulating them with the utmost care. It’s like performing surgery with a feather, emphasizing tenderness over intensity.
I’ve heard more than a few women express fondness for such gentle touching, but I get the sense it’s taboo for men to admit they enjoy that sort of thing. For some, it just seems unmanly to be gentle. I completely disagree with this sentiment. Men can be gentle. They can even enjoy it. I certainly do and I have ex-girlfriends who will attest to that.
With this Daily Sexy Musing, I hope to celebrate the mutual appeal of that gentle sensual touch that can add a special brand of intimacy to a relationship. It doesn’t always have to involve foreplay. It can even involve two people being fully clothed. It’s an underrated, but overwhelming feeling and one I feel is worth cherishing.
You want me.
I want you.
We both sense it.
We both intend to act on it.
However, our desires take us down a unique path. This time, I’m not inclined to just rip your clothes off, find the nearest bed, and entwine our bodies in ravenous passion. Instead, I seek something more intimate and subtle. To enjoy the full splendor of our love, we must take the scenic route.
There’s no outburst or venting. As I stand before you, all is calm and serene. I take you in my arms and you embrace me. Our touch intensifies the want, but it does not take us off that unique path. It only makes that path more appealing.
I touch your face with the utmost care.
You touch mine with the gentlest grasp.
It’s like caressing a precious gem, holding something so precious. We don’t dare grasp too hard, nor do we rush to the destination we seek. For once, we are careful. It’s not due fragility or weakness, though. Even that which is powerful sometimes requires the softest of hands.
I feel more of your magnificent flesh.
You feel more of mine.
Together, we touch and tantalize with targeted passion.
With great care and affection, we find those sensitive places that so few ever seek. Even the slightest graze triggers the strongest reactions. It’s music to my ears, hearing you respond to such gentle touching. It shows that I know your body as well as I know your heart.
You demonstrate your knowledge as well. You find just the right spots, teasing them in just the right ways. My heart soars, my loins arise, and my spirit burns with the fires of shared passion. With minimal expenditure, we guide one another to the peak of desire.
There’s no need to rush.
There’s no need to strain.
Through gentle touch, the true strength of our love is revealed.