What would sex be without the element of surprise? I imagine it exists in the
world, but I hope I never have to know it.
Sex is play, an act involving young senses finely tuned to new discoveries,
insight, and subtleties. It should be approached, with little distracting
thought, like living. It should exist in the moment with all senses focused and
heightened and nothing distracted by past or present.
If sex doesn't come with surprise, then it isn't new each time, and if
there's not something new to discover, then what's the point?
A new lover always brings new experience and heightened awareness but how do
you keep the act fresh with a previous lover? You always observe with new eyes,
just as you should approach every day. That's what draws us to sex: what it
offers us. And sex without advantage of newness is very avoidable.
I want every day to be new and special. I want my lover, new or familiar, to
know a new side of me, and hopefully, to realize a new part of himself. I want
it to be an act of learning and evolving. I want to notice new expressions and
reveal new inclinations. I want to introduce a new toy or prop or create a
different environment. I spring my desire into the open at an unexpected moment
or pounce more intently during a typical one.
When I make love, or have sex, or fuck, or ravage, or am taken (I love them
all!), I close out the rest of the world and focus...on the feelings, the minute
details, the smell on my lover's body, the way his lips curl into a devious
smile while he's watching the movements of my body, the way his scar wrinkles
with expression, the way his flesh slaps against mine....
That's how I keep the surprise in sex. And every time is a first.
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Tara's Trysts 
