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Daily Sexy Musing: Brevity And Lovemaking

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When it comes to quality lovemaking, there’s this notion that it has to be long, drawn out, and elaborate. It can’t be over in a few minutes. That sort of thing tends to be fodder for dirty jokes than meaningful romance. Shows like “Married With Children” were built on a foundation of those jokes.

While I don’t deny the appeal and sexiness of extended lovemaking, I also think there’s a place for the quicker, more concise kind as well. I’m not just talking about quickies in a bathroom, either. I believe that brief, quick, and concise lovemaking has a place in the erotica/romance landscape. It’s trickier to build sexy stories around, but it can work.

I’ve toyed with that idea in some of my novels and sexy short stories. I think it’s an idea in need of refinement rather than crude humor. This Daily Sexy Musing is my way of showing that the concept can work. We all have so much going on in our lives. Not all lovemaking needs to be a test in endurance. Sometimes, even in acts of love, there’s something entirely fitting of brief, but passionate sexiness. Enjoy!

Our time is brief.

Our opportunities are fleeting, at best.

Through the chaos and toil, our love finds a way.

It cannot be constrained or circumvented. At some point during days of labor and toil, I’ll crave your loving embrace. Thoughts of our bodies entwined and entangled dance across my mind’s eye. They inspire me and motivate me, making even fleeting moments as precious as air or water.

No matter how determined or dedicated, though, we are still at the mercy of time. The world doesn’t make room for us, nor does it slow down when we finally have our chance. Each second passes us by at the same rate. The burden is on us to make them count. Every tick is finite, but our passions are not.

In one second, we find each other.

In another, we kiss.

In another, we shed our clothes.

In another, we unite our flesh.

No matter how intense, time continues to unfold. As such, we vent our passions with urgency. There can be no wasted breaths or lost moments. Together, we must focus. The sweet release we seek will not come to us. We must, instead, seize it as one.

We move quickly, but effectively.

We ascend rapidly, but smoothly.

We embrace firmly, but affectionately.

There’s no time to linger. Our love must be complete. We take the direct route, saving the elaborate paths for another day. I know all your shortcuts. You know mine. Together, we are locked in, focused on a singular act of love. When it arrives, we share in the feeling. We savor what we can, like the tiniest, tastiest treat.

It may end quickly, but it’s never forgettable. Whether spanning seconds or eons, the feeling is conveyed. The passions exchanged are clear. We made our love real and needed little time to do it. Brevity breeds efficiency and there’s no doubt, whatsoever. Our love is truly that efficient.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Ode To (Sexy And Non-Sexy) First Times

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When it comes to a meaningful romance, the first time often sets the tone. By that, I’m not just referring to the first time two people get naked in an intimate setting. As a fan of romance beyond the sexy themes, I believe it encompasses more than that.

There’s that first real date you go on. There’s that first kiss you share. There’s that first time when you make your lover laugh. I certainly remember my first kiss. Even though that relationship did not pan out in the long run, I’ll always treasure that memory. It was exciting and powerful in so many ways. Whether a relationship succeeds or fails, those moments stand out.

The following Daily Sexy Musing is a deeper contemplation on the idea of first times and the feelings that come with them. As novelty-seeking creatures, those feelings resonate on a profound level. They can be a critical point in an epic romance or just the catalyst for a sexy short story. Either way, the romantic and sexual potential is undeniable and worth cherishing. Enjoy!

Not long ago, you and I were total strangers. We woke up every morning, oblivious to one another’s existence. We neither hindered nor aided our respective lives. We were perfectly functional beings without each other. Then, in one fateful moment, it changes.

Now, I cannot imagine my life without you.

Now, I cannot stomach the idea of never seeing you again.

Now, I cannot stop myself from wanting you and the passions you inspire.

It happened so quickly. First, we met. It was not planned or expected. By fate or circumstance, we just happened to meet. That initial impression stuck with us. I intrigued you and you intrigued me. There was a draw between us, a gravity from which we couldn’t escape. Rather than resist, we followed this unspoken force.

Then, we had our first date. On that night, you became something more than a curiosity. You revealed yourself as the missing part of soul unaware of how broken it was. You filled a void that had always been present, but never acknowledged. You are no longer just another presence. You are so much more to me.

Then, we had our first kiss and everything changed again. In one act, I realize how much I want to be with you. From that simple gesture, I come to know how much I need you in my life. The line between want and need blurs. In you, I find fulfillment and completion.

One gesture inspires countless others.

One touch evokes an endless desire for more.

One act empowers the heart and spirit to greater heights.

Finally, we make love for the first time. Like tasting water for the first time, it transcends reason. Our hearts soar and not just from heated exertion. The excitement of new a new intimacy blends with the desire to forge a lasting bond. Together, we share this feeling. In doing so, we find out how much we like it.

That initial thrill leaves a lasting impression. Our minds and souls are now marked with the echoes of this profound experience. I feel in you an uncharted path. I see in you a long journey I wish to undertake.

Together, we take that first step.

Together, we remember that step.

For the rest of our lives, we recall our first time.

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Daily Sexy Musing: Road Trips

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For some people, a road trip is a test of endurance and back muscles. I consider myself among those people. I’ve never cared much for road trips. I consider any car ride over two hours to be a chore. As a result, I don’t find much sex appeal in road trips.

That said, I don’t deny that there are some who do. I’m even related to a few of them. I can see it in them, even when they don’t state it overtly. There’s something inherently appealing about venturing down long roads to distant places, getting away from the tedium of their everyday lives. For them, there is real appeal in a road trip and some of it is sexy.

One of my roommates in college took it to another level. He owned a motorcycle and he once joked about how much long rides made his girlfriend horny. It’s also worth noting that this roommate was terrible at telling jokes and carried himself with the subtlety of a bullhorn, especially when his girlfriend was involved.

Even though road trips don’t appeal to me, I can certainly appreciate those who feel otherwise. For the purposes of today’s Daily Sexy Musing, I’d like to channel the spirit of my former roommate and his girlfriend in tapping the joys of a road trip. Some people need to just get away. Why not make it sexy as hell?

It’s the middle of the day. We’ve had a long week. Every hour has been 60 minutes of toil. Just coming home isn’t enough anymore. Our home has become nothing more than a pit stop in our daily regimen. It can no longer soothe our frayed nerves or nurture our shared passions. We must get away.

On a whim, we make a fateful decision. We abandon our current plans, shove aside our reservations, and just act without thinking. We cannot escape our lives, but we can seek new excitement. We need only let go of the shackles that keep us in place.

I take your hand.

You hold it tightly.

We enter the car and we start driving.

There’s no destination in mind. There’s no itinerary to maintain or schedule to keep. The only direction that matters is the one that takes us away from work and responsibilities. With every mile traveled, the air gets cleaner. Every breath feels fresher, like a weight from our souls has finally faltered.

Farther and farther, I take us into the unknown. The roads become less familiar and the scenery becomes more exotic. We’re not far from home, but we might as well be in another time zone. Everything feels so new and fresh, a world of beauty hiding in plain sight.

I look over at you. I see you smile with the brilliance of a thousand suns. The thrill of the road and the reprieve from the familiar is liberating. Beyond your smile, though, I see more than just exhilaration. You have that glint in your eye, one that hints at something other than relief.

I pull the car over into an unfamiliar place.

I park in a secluded area away from prying eyes.

I welcome you into my embrace and you lovingly accept.

In the confined space of a car, we smother one another with free passions. We don’t just kiss. We entwine our tongues like two snakes in heat, wildly slithering in an open field. Clothes become too tight. Flesh becomes too hot. In the freedom granted by the road, we rediscover our love and make it for this new world to see.

It is only a brief trip, but we reach our destination.

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Daily Sexy Musing: The Joy (And Danger) Of Thrill Sex

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Thrill sex is one of those kinky, yet subjective aspects of romance. What counts as thrilling for some may seem mundane to others. Some couples consider sex in a moving car on a busy highway as thrilling. Others consider sex outside a police station in broad daylight as thrilling. Both can get the job done. One just carries more risk/danger than others.

When I was in high school, the pinnacle of thrill sex involved couples who did it in their parents’ bedroom while they were home. I can see how that would be thrilling to hormonal teenagers, but it’s one of those situational thrills that depends heavily on circumstance. Some parents may get incensed by the idea. Some may end up reacting with shotguns.

As subjective it can be, thrill sex is one of those special manifestations of intimacy that even non-romantics can appreciate. It doesn’t have to be overtly dangerous. It just has to mix things up in a way that carries risk beyond strangers seeing your genitals. The following Daily Sexy Musing is a celebration of the diverse appeal of thrill sex. For all those adventurous couples out there, I hope it gives you some ideas. Enjoy!

When I’m around you, I want you. I crave your loving, intimate touch. It’s not just a desire. It’s a need, as necessary as air or food. I can tell you want me too. I can feel it every time your gaze undresses me wholly.

Most of the time, we manage that urge. However, there are times when it cannot be managed, nor should it. Within those moments, a private dwelling and a warm bed aren’t always available. Sometimes, they’re not even sufficient. These are the times when we need something more.

To hell with closed doors.

To hell with safe domains.

To hell with modest restraint.

To hell with anything that dare hides our passion.

I take your hand and you take mine. Together, we seek a setting fraught with risk and danger. The thought, alone, gets our hearts racing. The rush mixes with desire, every lurid inclination amplified like gasoline on a fire. As the need burns hotter, our effort grows bolder.

Maybe we’ll do it in the bathroom of an airplane as it flies over an ocean.

Maybe we’ll do it near the edge of a cliff overlooking a canyon.

Maybe we’ll do it in the woods where hungry animals dwell.

Maybe we’ll do it in your father’s garage while he’s cleaning his guns.

It doesn’t matter where, when, or how. I want you so much. I seek to demonstrate that love, physically and passionately. I don’t care if the whole world sees us in our lurid glory. I want everyone to know the breadth of our love. I want them to marvel and gasp at how well we express it.

The danger doesn’t dissuade us. If anything, it further excites us. Clothes become a burden. Flesh becomes hot with urgency. We seek out that which repels lovers less bold than us. We pity the limits of their passion while celebrating our own.

Finally, we find that special place.

We secure that special moment.

We’re surrounded by danger, inviting great embarrassment and real harm. We don’t care. Our love and passion overshadows all of that.

From that great risk comes greater reward. In that moment of palpable peril, our love becomes more than love. It becomes a true thrill.

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Daily Sexy Musings: Fighting Stress (The Sexy Way)

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Ever have one of those days where every minute feels like another 60 seconds of compounding stress? Maybe a better question would be how many of those days have you had in the past month? I’ve certainly had those days. Going all the way back to high school, I’ve had more than a few instances where I’ve cursed the clock for going too damn slow.

As rough as these days can be, they’re also the times in which we need a little extra loving. I remember one particular day in college where I was so stressed out that I wanted to punch the nearest brick wall. Then, my girlfriend at the time called me and talked dirty to me, as only she could. I felt better almost instantly.

There are, of course, many ways to relieve stress. This dose of my Daily Sexy Musings celebrates the sexier methods. There are plenty of those two, but their effectiveness is beyond dispute. It even goes beyond stress relief. When you can make someone happy after such a shitty day, you know you’ve got something special. Enjoy!

I drag myself through the door. Every step feels like a march through quicksand. I enter a home that only welcomes me with silence, numb to the day I just endured. I want to collapse where I stand. I wish I could punch this day in the jaw and spit in its face. That’s how much I hate it.

Then, you appear before me. In a sea of chaos and frustration, you pierce the veil and shatter the darkness. Your face, your gaze, and your presence stop my anguish dead in its tracks. I open my mouth to speak. Only an angry string of incoherent cursing comes out. It doesn’t dissuade you in the slightest.

You don’t say a word.

I fall silent.

Finally, this long, arduous day ceases.

I remain silent, fuming as though the air is stabbing me from every angle. You brave the storm, approaching me without fear or reservation. I grit my teeth and fight the turmoil within, forcing back the onslaught of misery that has bombarded me throughout the day. Your presence gives me strength, but it only goes so far.

You see my angry poise.

You sense my distress on every level.

You reach out into the sorrow and find me in its grasp.

The battle within is failing. This day has me on the brink of defeat. Then, you take me into your arms. You hold me, kiss me, and entwine your spirit with mine. Almost instantly, the tide turns. I fall back from the brink.

As you hold me, a new strength enters me. Every tense fiber relaxes. A lifeline comes my way and I seize it. Once again, you are my anchor. You guide me through strife, easing my anguish and replacing it with peace.

We don’t stop with simple touch. On the spot, you remove my clothes. With them, you strip me of the burdens I’ve born. Naked and exposed, I stand before you someone wounded by so many forces. However, I need only your love and your sex to heal.

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Daily Sexy Musings: Halloween Loving

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Halloween is the most underrated holiday. I say that with a straight face and utmost confidence. Christmas may get all the fancy decorations and presents, but Halloween will always win in terms of raw entertainment and sex appeal. As a kid, I loved getting free candy. As an adult, I love seeing beautiful women use Halloween as an excuse to wear something sexy.

While I don’t think anyone needs an excuse to dress sexy, a holiday like Halloween makes things more convenient. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to appreciate the freedom and spirit that Halloween affords us. In college, I attended many amazing parties where people just cut loose and embraced their naughty side. It’s a beautiful thing, even amidst the ghouls, goblins, and tooth decay.

I love candy as much as the next adult, but as an aspiring erotica/romance writer, the sexier side of Halloween appeals to me much more. The following Daily Sexy Musing is a celebration of that spooky, yet fun appeal. We all have some devilish desires within us. For just one night, why not celebrate them in the sexiest way possible? Enjoy!

The sun is down.

The moon is out.

The cold, crisp night settles in.

At last, the ultimate witching hour is upon us. Every repressed desire bubbles to the surface. That little devil that whispers in our ear suddenly becomes louder. For once, we don’t shut that voice out. Instead, we heed his every word and follow our most deviant whims to the utmost.

We shed the clothes that made us so normal and tame. In their place, we don costumes that reflect our devious mood. Whether vampire, devil, zombie, or ghost, the particulars of the costume don’t matter. It is just the catalyst to a much greater feeling.

We put on a new face.

We cast off our mask.

We become what we dare not admit.

In an instant, we become something else. I look at you and I don’t see the same person. The sweet, considerate lover that I know so well disappears. In their place is someone darker and more daring. Restraint, innocence, and reservation are muted. It scares me, but draws me in. Fear breeds excitement and excitement promises exhilaration.

In my new form, I stand before you in the same shroud of darkness. The lover you know is still there, but has taken a new form. Everything you thought you know is incomplete. Tonight, I am unbound. The monster in me will roam free. The creature that I keep at bay takes over. You need only brace yourself for its passionate wrath.

Together, we are monsters.

Together, we channel our inner demons.

Together, we embrace our greatest fear.

Together, we tap our darkest desires.

I take your hand. You smile back at me with a grin that could freeze the gates of Hell. We follow each other out the door and into the night, in search of tricks and treats. The cool air takes us. The spirit of the night keeps us warm, but the intensity of dark passions makes us hot.

It’s Halloween! The demons come out. The ghouls roam free. Tonight, I am your monster and you are mine.

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Daily Sexy Musings: Love And Quickies

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Who doesn’t enjoy a good quickie? When you think about it, there’s something wholly pragmatic about the concept, just getting sexy and getting the job. There doesn’t have to be an elaborate setup or a drawn-out act of passion. It can be quick, brief, and effective. We value that sort of efficiency in every other part of our lives. Why not apply it to our love lives?

Quickies get a bad rap, in my opinion. They’re seen as shallow and unromantic. I respectfully disagree. I believe they can be a powerful tool in our romantic arsenal. When used correctly, they can compound our passions rather than undercut them. The key is using them correctly, which I believe is possible, but difficult.

The following Daily Sexy Musing attempts to apply the power of the quickie. There is a right way and a wrong way to go about it. When done wrong, it can be pretty bland. When done right, though, it can be a special kind of sexy. Enjoy!

I walk into a room. There’s no candles, no fancy dinner, and no fancy lingerie. There’s only you and me, two lovers in a private setting. That’s all we need. That’s all we’ve ever needed. This time, however, there’s no room for seduction. I tell you with my gaze that I intend to skip every typical step from seduction to afterglow.

We skip the banter.

We skip the teasing.

We skip the ambience.

We skip the theatrics and get right to the good stuff.

I don’t say a word and neither do you. We just approach one another and let primal instincts do the rest. Somewhere between our first gaze and our first embrace, our clothes come off. There’s no theatrics or coy antics. We know what we want, we remove the barriers, and we go about getting it.

Now naked and free, we kiss and we touch. We don’t bother being gentle. Our needs outweigh our wants. Our every passion is channeled, focused a singular task. We crave each other’s love in its most basic form. A simple kiss, a simple touch, and a simple gesture is all it takes. From there, we take a short-cut to ecstasy.

There’s no wasted effort.

There’s no wasted breath.

There’s no wasted energy.

We don’t even make it to the bedroom. Any enclosing or piece of furniture that can accommodate our presence will do. We find the nearest site. We align our bodies accordingly. From there, our flesh unites and everything falls into place.

We don’t hold back.

We don’t draw it out.

We don’t squander a single moment.

Every movement takes us closer and every touch draws us nearer. It’s the ultimate shortcut, a direct route to the heights of passion. We let ourselves be reckless and greedy, allowing our lust to subvert our love. The end result is the same, a sweet release of euphoria between us. It’s takes only moments, but the impacts run much deeper.

It’s quick, but meaningful. We get what we want and we cherish the feeling. No words are needed. No explanation is necessary. We can make love like angels and mate like animals in heat. One way or another, our passion finds a way. Some are just more direct than others.

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