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Daily Sexy Musing: Practice Makes Sexy

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We’ve heard it from every coach, teacher, and parental figure all our lives. Practice makes perfect. If we want to get good at something, we need to practice. There’s a popular notion that it takes 10,000 hours of practice to get really good at something. While there’s reason to believe that’s a gross oversimplification, it still emphasizes the value of practice.

We encourage practice to anyone who seeks to master a skill. When it comes to sex and love-making, though, we’re a lot more tepid. Some of that is due to long-standing taboos about sex. Some of it is also due to potential health risks. Then again, you could say the same about practicing other skills like juggling, driving, or contact sports. Whatever the case, we do a lot of special pleading when it comes to sex.

I think that’s both a disservice and a missed opportunity. We’re expected to practice for every other skill, but when it comes to one of the most intimate acts two people can experience, we’re supposed to just know. That’s a problem and a likely contributor to the ongoing orgasm gap and the decline in sexual satisfaction.

We clearly want our lovers to be good at sex, but we get anxious whenever we contemplate them practicing too much. I believe that should change. For the sake of our collective love lives, we should embrace and encourage practice the same way we do with every other skill. The following Daily Sexy Musing is my attempt to sweeten the idea. Hopefully, it inspires and encourages many amateur lovers out there.

I’m ready, my lovely coach.

I’m rested, energized, and ready to show you what I’ve got.

It’s not the night of a big game. There isn’t even a game scheduled. This is just us, taking the time to hone our skills. I want to be better. I know you want it too. We can only do that with practice, albeit a very intimate kind of practice.

It’s not enough to just be decent at making love to you. It’s not even enough to be consistently competent. I seek to master such a powerful skill. I don’t just want to make the team. I want to win the championship and make your hall of fame. I want to raise the bar for loving you. I want it so high that others tremble at the thought of attempting.

To do that, we must practice our lovemaking.

By practicing, we get better at it.

By getting better at it, we enjoy it more.

By enjoying it more, we want to do it more.

By wanting to do it more, we want to keep getting better.

It’s the ultimate cycle, one in which practice need not make perfect. It need only fuel the passion that’s already there. Like any skill, it helps us channel what we already feel. It emboldens us to strive for something greater. Anyone can simply take their clothes off and entwine their bodies. It takes a special kind of skill to entwine body, heart, and soul.

Such skill requires great practice. It means listening and learning, pushing ourselves and trying new things. At times, there will be failures and setbacks. That’s okay, though. Amateurs may get discouraged, but masters learn and work harder. With time and dedication, we gain greater mastery.

There are many skills one can learn.

There are many ways to master such skill.

When it comes to making the best possible love to you, no other skill is worth greater mastery.

When it comes to mastering the skill of lovemaking, no other skill is warrants more practice.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Sharing A Hot Bath

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What could be sexier and more romantic than sharing a hot bath with your lover? That’s not a rhetorical question. As a self-professed romantic and a writer of both sexy novels and short stories, I honestly don’t know a scenario that checks that many boxes. I try to contemplate them. They always seem to come up short.

It’s one of those moments that takes a little extra effort, but it pays off in a major way. Once you get the candles, the hot water, and the bubbles going, the sexiness is inherent in every possible form. Regardless of whether you and your lover have had a hard day, there’s just something about sharing a hot bath that both relaxes and arouses us in all the right ways.

It’s so sexy that it doesn’t always have to result in actual sex. Sometimes, couples just value the ambiance and the extra intimacy. Being naked in a hot, steamy environment in close proximity to a lover can be satisfying enough in its own right. Just sitting there, holding someone in your arms, can evoke feelings every bit as powerful as those associated with more direct forms of intimacy.

I suppose it was only a matter of time before one of my Daily Sexy Musings focused on this particular scenario. It’ll likely be a setting for a future sexy story, be it a novel or a short story. In whatever way it manifests, this is one sensual situation that the inner romantic in all of us can appreciate. Enjoy!

It’s been a long day. Muscles are strained, nerves have been worn thin, and everything feels sore without hurting. Just coming home feels like a million-mile journey. Every step may as well be through quicksand during a raging storm. We still made it home and it’s so worth it.

I take you in my arms.

You embrace me in yours.

Our bodies are ready to give out, but we don’t let them.

There’s only one remedy that can alleviate the strain. An embrace is a good start, but it’s hardly sufficient. We skip whatever plans we had for the rest of the evening and head straight to the bathroom. You gather the candles. I start the bath and add in our favorite brand of bubbles. The wait is brief. It’s still too long, but still so worth it.

Before we know it, the scene is set. We dim the lights, arrange the candles, and shed our itchy clothes. Then, like two wounded animals seeking shelter, we guide one another into the bath where our naked bodies join.

We submerge ourselves in the suds.

We soak in the steamy heat.

We savor wet flesh touching wet flesh.

We cleanse ourselves of the day’s rigors.

It’s like a steady rain that ends a long drought, bringing nourishment to a barren landscape. Every day, we push ourselves to live our lives, achieve our goals, and survive another day. Somewhere along the way, we try to make time for each other. There’s never enough, but that makes scenarios like this so precious.

It takes few words and fewer actions. We need not entwine our bodies beyond our arms and legs. We don’t require extensive exertion or elaborate activities. In that moment, we’re just too lovers, sharing a hot bath in a loving embrace.

That’s all we need.

That’s all that’s necessary.

That’s all it takes to heal our bodies and ignite our passions.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Hot Games and Goals

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Making love is inherently fun. Most people already understand that and I’ve done plenty to celebrate that in my novels and my sexy short stories. It’s one of those activities that, if done right, needs little nuance to be enjoyable. However, that doesn’t mean there’s no room for extra fun and games.

By that, I don’t mean role playing or BDSM. Those can be fun too, but they tend to be more elaborate. Not everyone can fully embrace a role or master the art of BDSM on a whim. When it comes to mixing things up a bit, there’s definitely a place for that. It doesn’t even have to be overly kinky. It just has to add a little extra incentive.

When I was in college, I knew a guy whose girlfriend played this game where he had to use his facial hair to stimulate certain parts of her body. Trust me. It’s sexier than it sounds. It gave my friend an excuse to get extra intimate with his girlfriend’s body and it gave his girlfriend a unique way to enjoy herself. They had a very health relationship, to say the least.

Maybe the games can be a bit more elaborate. Maybe there can be competition involved, one in which wins are measured by orgasms. In those games, nobody truly loses. That’s why I’m dedicating this Daily Sexy Musing to the spirit of the games that lovers play to add extra fun to their sex lives. Enjoy!

It’s a quiet night. We’re both in the mood. I have too much energy to sleep and too little desire to venture outside our bedroom. It would be easy to just channel it all into making love to you, rocking the bed and denting the walls with our passion. Then again, our love is special and no love becomes special by doing things the easy way.

You look at me with that playful glint.

You touch me like an unwrapped gift on Christmas morning.

You whisper into my ear what you want.

I get the message, loud and clear. Acting on our desires just isn’t enough. We may be adults, but we still enjoy having fun. Why not blend the playful with the sensual? Who knows what kind of feelings we’ll conjure?

There are no official rules, but plenty of unofficial guidelines. We clear our space of distractions and obstacles. We gather random assortments of toys that most don’t see as toys. From there, we let our imagination run wild. Before long, it gets dirty and sexy.

We play a game where we can only use one finger to touch.

We have a contest to see who can evoke the strongest desire with only words.

We dare each other to do strange and wonderful things.

We embrace the challenge and reap the rewards.

Laughter echoes alongside gasps of bliss. Maturity and propriety step aside while we let our inner child inspire our adult passions. We let it get messy and chaotic. We don’t keep score, but we know how to win. It’s a game within a game, but one that’s ours and ours alone.

The rules change, but the desired outcome doesn’t. Whether by playful fun or serious passion, the end result is the same. Our love takes a real, tangible form. It’s a sensation, a feeling, and a rush all its own. It’s so powerful, linking our hearts and minds as only lovers can.

It can be profound, but it can still be a lot of fun!

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Daily Sexy Musing: Intimate Fitness

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Exercise is one of those things that has many benefits, but is so hard to do consistently and effectively. I know this better than most because for a good chunk of my life, I did not care for exercise. Gym was my least favorite class in high school and I looked for any excuse to avoid it.

As I got older, though, I came to appreciate it and not just for the health benefits. It started off as just a way to look better and gain confidence, which I’ve talked about before. Over time, it became something else entirely. Exercise, pushing myself, and gaining greater strength became something more intimate. It took on greater appeal beyond just seeking healthier habits.

That appeal isn’t just purely anecdotal. Research has shown that couples who work out together tend to have stronger emotional bonds. On a purely physical level, that makes sense. Working out involves sweating, grunting, and heavy exertion. It has more than a few similarities to making love and you don’t even have to be naked to enjoy it, although that has benefits too.

I’m not in a relationship yet, but I hope that when I do find that special someone, they’ll be the kind of person I enjoy working out with. It’s an intimacy I’d love to share one day. The following Daily Sexy Musing is a testament to the power of that intimacy. I hope it inspires lovers and single people alike to share in the sweat, among other things.

I lace up my shoes.

I put on the lightest clothes I have.

Everything I have on has one purpose and that’s to absorb sweat.

We’ll be doing plenty of that this morning. I know because I see that special glint in your eyes. You’re going to really push yourself. You want me to keep up, but you don’t want to make it easy for me. I’m up for the challenge. If anything, I welcome it.

Gone are the fancy clothes, the elaborate makeup, and the overpriced aftershave. There’s no spectacle to present or façade to craft. Instead, only sweat, grit, and drive will shape our appearance. We will be at our dirty and most disheveled. At the same time, however, we will also be our most honest.

Energized and impassioned, I follow you into a world of rigor.

It starts with running. Stretching, weights, and various other activities follow. Together, we move through soreness and exhaustion. We push each other, encourage one another, and embrace every bead of sweat that forms. My muscles burn and my body aches, but with the pain comes achievement.

When we run together, we share in the strain.

When we endure the strain, we gain greater strength.

When we channel that strength, we link our bodies and hearts.

Faster and faster, our hearts beat with every step and every rep. The intensity breeds intimacy. Endurance builds trust. You know I’ll keep up with you. I know you’ll keep up with me. It’s like making love atop the limits that hold us back, embracing the hardship to enhance the bliss.

Alone, we can push ourselves and grow stronger.

Alone, we can improve our bodies and our souls with hard work and sweat.

Together, however, we gain more than just health and vitality.

Together, our sweat, strain, and grit unites us.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Gentle Sensual Touch

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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.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Love On A Chilly Day

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I’m not a fan of bitter cold weather. Any kind of weather that causes genitals to shrivel is not appealing in my book. I prefer weather that renders clothing optional and flip-flops the only necessary footwear. Having lived through one too many blizzards, I have every intention of retiring to a tropical climate after I sell enough novels.

That said, I don’t deny that cold weather can facilitate certain sexy activities. When it gets cold outside, we naturally seek out any source of warmth. Some are left with blankets and extra layers of clothes. Others are lucky enough to have a lover to keep them warm. It’s that kind of warmth that brings out the sexier side of the weather.

With the holidays upon us and plenty of cold days ahead of us, this is as good a time as any to start enjoying those intimate moments that chilly weather makes possible. Get some blankets, pour some hot cocoa, and cuddle up on the couch because it’s going to be a long winter. That doesn’t mean it can’t be sexy and I hope this Daily Sexy Musing can help provide a spark. Enjoy!

The sun is out, but its heat can’t find us. Cold air subsumes the light, spreading harsh cold in every direction. Gone are the days when little thought or clothing was necessary to venture outside. The leaves and flowers have withered, having succumbed to the changing seasons. We remain, but we intend to endure.

We close the windows.

We lock the doors.

We keep plenty of blankets at arm’s reach.

Even with preparation, mere shelter is not enough. To endure the cold is one thing. To prosper within it is quite another. Alone, we can only do so much. Together, we can defeat this seasonal foe.

We’re done longing for the hot summer days when a quiet moment took little effort. The crisp frost has already descended upon us. Snow will soon follow. Short days and long nights await us, but we’re ready. The season will not be our burden. Instead, it will be our strength.

Rather than curse the season, we celebrate.

Rather than lament the past, we forge the future.

Rather than mourn the burden, we embrace the challenge.

I grab some blankets. You grab some cocoa. Together, we make our way to the couch. We slip under the covers and embrace. Our touch provides a spark. Body heat compounds body heat. I warm you up. You warm me. From soothing warmth, a new heat emerges.

Touching becomes caressing.

Soothing becomes seduction.

Cuddling becomes foreplay.

A new energy finds us and a new lust guides us. No longer an obstacle, the cold becomes a catalyst. Rather than hinder our passion, it enhances it. Sharing our love brings great comfort, but making love brings greater satisfaction.

In defiance of the weather, we shed our clothes and merge our flesh. Within our domain, we create our own season. It’s always warm, wet, and soothing. Even under the harshest winds, we work up a sweat of passion. The cold makes us work harder. More work emboldens our love. In the warmth of our shared passion, winter doesn’t stand a chance.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Lessons In Loving

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As kids, we don’t always appreciate learning as much as we should. It’s not because we’re adverse to the concept. It’s mostly because we associate learning with school and we associate school with learning about topics that rarely interest us. I honestly could not bring myself to be intrigued by the cause of the French Revolution.

As adults, learning takes on a very different concept and not just because we’re freer to learn about the things we want to learn about. We, as a species, are very curious. We’re interested in how things work. We like learning skills, mastering them, and even practicing them, to some extent. Why shouldn’t that be extended to making love?

It’s almost too logical. We find someone we love and seek intimacy with. We have a burning desire to express that love physically? From a logical, evolutionary, and personal standpoint, we have every conceivable incentive to do so. For that very reason, though, I’m somewhat dismayed that there’s still a taboo associated with learning how to make love.

Too many people just assume it’s something that happens, as though we instinctively know how to shoot a hook shot as soon as we touch a basketball. Like any skill, though, we must learn and practice. Unlike so many other skills and lessons, however, practice can be a lot of fun when it involves making love. I hope this Daily Sexy Musing will get all you lovers out there excited about learning again.

The bell has rung.

Class is in session.

Our bedroom is the lecture hall and the bed is the exam.

Unlike most classes, I show up on time. I come prepared, having done my homework and studied hard. I can do no less because you’re just as astute as I am. You don’t just want a passing grade. You want straight A’s and highest honors. I want that too, but it requires hard work, albeit the best kind of work.

We arrive in our official uniforms, which consists of our sexiest pair of underwear that we don’t mind ripping off, should the lesson require it. You have that glint in your eye, as if to let me know you studied extra hard. I did too. I’m confident I’ll achieve top marks, but I know you won’t make it easy for me. I wouldn’t even want you to.

The lesson begins.

I take you in my arms.

You whisper into my ear.

I now know what I must learn.

In an instant, the lesson becomes an exercise of skill. Knowledge becomes action. I start applying that knowledge directly, taking you in my arms and using what I know about my lover to earn the grades I seek. I recall your most sensitive areas, taking past lessons and using them to maximize every gesture.

Your joyous moans of approval show I’m applying them well. However, you earn your marks as well.

You kiss me in a way that evokes my greatest passions, touching and caressing my body as someone who truly knows my most intimate desires. It’s as though you did more than just remember my most sensitive areas. You know how and why they stimulate me so well. It’s the kind of knowledge that only a lover dares to learn.

Through learning, we gain skills. Together, we employ those skills to the utmost. Before long, the most intense part of the exam begins. We remove our uniforms and apply our lesson more directly. It turns into an exercise of passion, a perfect blend of lustful instincts and deeper emotions. Through exercise, we gain expertise and with it, the most intimate kind of learning.

You demonstrate your knowledge.

I continue demonstrating mine.

We both show how much we’ve learned.

We both earn passing grades.

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