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“I think I made his back feel better.”

M
ARILYN
M
ONROE

after a private meeting with JFK

This particular seduction has such a special meaning to me. This is the trick Marilyn Monroe was famous for. More to the point, it’s the technique that gave me my very first orgasm with a man.

It wasn’t the first orgasm of my life. I had long ago learned the pleasure of masturbation, the same way seventy-five percent of women do. We become sexually stimulated by simply rubbing up against something — a pillow, perhaps a big stuffed toy, but usually nothing more than our bedsheets.

You and your lover are going to add this technique to your sexual repertoire, and along the way, he’s going to discover that, like Marilyn Monroe herself, you’ve become every man’s erotic ideal. Here’s how...

Undress him and ask him to lay face down on the bed. Stand where he can watch while you peel down to bra and panties, then climb on top. Mmm, isn’t it nice to straddle the powerful muscles in a man’s back? Tension melts away as you massage warm oil into his skin. Then ask him:

Do you want to help make me come? Then I need you to stay very, very still....

Pull off your lingerie. He’ll love the velvet touch of your bare breasts as you stretch out across his back. Slide your hands down his arms; braid your fingers into his own. Keep moving, keep touching. Make love to his back. Rock your hips in slow, small circles, pressing your mons directly against his tailbone. You’re looking for a certain spot, a place that’s just right for your clitoris to snuggle in to. You’ll know when you find it!

Now you can stoke your own fire. Let your aching clit set the pace as it rubs against his oil-soaked skin, up and down and around. When you find that special place, that groove — then start moving faster. He can’t see you, so let your fantasies run wild. And let him know what’s happening... whisper in his ear that you’re getting close, and closer. Pinch his nipples, suck his neck. Hold him tight! Let him feel every twitch of your orgasm.

After all, you’ve become the bedmate men dream of — a woman who can get all the foreplay she wants...

All by herself!

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S
EX COMES IN SO MANY WONDERFUL VARIETIES.
There’s fast sex, and freaky sex. Sex as a workout, and sex as a stress reliever. Sometimes you do it to say I love you, or You turn me on, or You’re forgiven, and sometimes you’re just horny

But for sweet, lazy, totally indulgent sex—sex for the pure purpose of sensual arousal—you can’t beat mutual oral sex. It’s the only sex act that’s called by a number, and that magical number is...

Sixty-nine.

It’s not just the easiest form of sex, it’s also the most delicious. He gets to taste you, and inhale you. He can feel your wetness against his lips, and slide his tongue all around your most tender parts. You get to do the same with him. And it happens at the same time, which is what makes it so hot.

What’s so amazing is that you both have exquisite control over each other’s pleasure. Plus it’s the perfect way to communicate your own satisfaction. So it’s not just your bodies that form a lovely loop. Your mutual feelings of arousal are also amplified as they pass around and around, head to tail, in an intimate form of erotic feedback. In short:

The hotter you get, the hotter he feels. And vice versa.

(That’s all that’s required for both of you to balance on the fine edge of orgasm—not quite crossing the line, never backing far away. Because it takes so little physical effort, you can do it for as long as you like. It ends only because you are ready for it to end.)

Prepare for an evening of gourmet indulgence. Start by washing your bathrobes, and drying them with one of those heavenly scented softener sheets. Take a shower with a scrumptious soap and fragrant shampoo. Plan a meal (or grab some take-out) featuring your favorite foods, so that your home is filled with a mouthwatering aroma. Stick a note in a place where your guy is certain to see it when he walks in the door:

“Go take a hot shower. Put on your robe. Then come see me in the living room.”

When he joins you, he’ll be impressed by the scene you’ve created. Candles everywhere—or better yet, a fire in the fireplace. On the floor is your finest blanket, with pillows tossed around. Tell him to make himself comfortable, propped up on pillows. Set yourself up so that you’re on the floor next to him, but in the opposite direction, like those two wonderful numbers 6 and 9. Relaxed on the floor (WEARING a great pair of heels,) and facing one another, you can talk and catch up on the day.

When the conversation slows, tug open his robe and admire his body. Play with his penis. Lean over and give it a kiss. Shrug your robe off, slide your leg over his head, and shift into the classic
soixante-neuf
position, the famous girl-on-top sixty-nine.

As always, he will be overwhelmed by the view. The soft light in the room creates flickering shadows over the curve of your behind, hiding then revealing the pink flower hovering over his tongue. Taste him, while he tastes you. Rock your hips as you bob your head, matching him thrust for gentle thrust.

In time, your arms may grow tired, and that’s when you slowly roll onto your sides, without breaking contact. Grab a pillow and put it under your head; he’ll do the same. Being in the most relaxed sexual position possible you can now take all the time you want.

Feel the heat of his face on your thighs, and the warmth of his shaft on your lips. Focus on your own pleasure. Focus on his pleasure too; remarkably, you can do both. When you get close to orgasm, back off; when you sense him getting close, slow down. Like a true gourmet, you must pace yourself. Test your erotic skills: How long can you stay balanced on the edge of ecstasy? How high can you take him?

When you finally let yourself fall into a shuddering, shattering climax, take your lover with you—how long will that blissful afterglow last? Well, certainly through dinner... and until it’s time for another amazing dessert!

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T
HIS WEEK YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE FUN, EAT
well, drive your man wild with lust...

...and lose weight.

Sounds crazy,
non
? Ah, but le
s femmes de la France
do it all the time, quite naturally, and so will you, once you see how easy and exciting it is. Your erotic play begins with some fabulous new lingerie.

French women spend a lot on lingerie, almost twenty percent of their clothing budget–the most in the Western world. Here’s another question that people have been wrestling with:
How come they don’t get fat?
Scientists think they have an answer for that, which I don’t pretend to understand. But here’s Laura Corn’s theory.
You can’t eat much when you’re wearing a garter belt
. It’s a little snug around the middle.

So go buy yourself a fantastic new garter belt and stockings. New heels, if you want. A matching bra is a plus. But you don’t need a thong. You’re going to be fashionable and gloriously free under your dress.
Haute
commando.

Show them to your guy when you get them home. Let him see how excited you are as you pull them out of your shopping bag. “
Oh, honey, aren’t these gorgeous! So sexy! I can’t wait to try them on for you
.” Rest assured, he cannot wait to see you try them on, either. But wait he must, because this is just a tease for later in the week. Leave them out in the open, somewhere in the bedroom, so he can see them and think about them every day. Once or twice before bed, hold them up to you, over your clothes, and let him see how happy you are. Ask if he wants you to wear them, and when he says yes (or “duh!”), tell him too bad, he just has to wait a little longer.
Anticipation
means the same thing in French as in English.

On Saturday get dressed in front of him. Let him see you pull on the belt and stockings, and then hide it all away under a flattering dress. As you go about your errands, you will discover the thrill that every
jolie jeune fille
knows. When you dress well, men notice. You’ll feel their eyes on you. You’ll see their smiles, and sense their appreciation. You will love the attention. And you’ll dig the secret thrill of traveling around town with nothing under your skirt.

This is a seduction that requires really, really,
really
good food. It doesn’t have to be French. But it should be awesome, whether you buy it from a good restaurant or make it at home. (This is a great time to try out a cooking class, by the way.) Set up a terrific meal at home. Candles, music, wine. Eat slowly, and I’ll bet you both will eat less. When you get up, every click of your high heels will remind him of what you have in store.

Finally, move the action to your bedroom. Bring the candles. Set them all around you, like a halo of flickering light, so that you will be literally glowing as you unzip, unbutton, and undress for your man. Keep the lingerie on, of course. Climb on and make love the French way.
Lentement. Passionément
.

Slowly. Passionately.
Et avec du chocolat
!

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I
INTERVIEWED MORE THAN 1,000 MEN AND
asked them to tell me about their most memorable sexual experiences. And almost every single one had something in common: They started spontaneously.

Spontaneity rocks. But do you know what can make it even better? A little bit of planning. Hey, don’t tell me that it doesn’t make sense. We’re talking about great sex here. Sometimes logic has nothing to do with it.

First, plan your spontaneous sex for a morning when your guy is not on a tight schedule. Deadlines and erections don’t mix. Second, plan your outfit. I personally think you can’t go wrong with a tight white t-shirt and white cotton panties. Last, wait for him to climb into the shower and then — surprise! — spontaneously join him.

Yes, I mean still dressed in your undies. No, he will not think it’s strange. He will think it’s way hot, because, let’s face it, it is. Warm water, slippery skin, wet fabric — he’ll think he woke up in the uncensored version of Girls Gone Wild. Except sober.

Now work it like you’re in a wet t-shirt contest with a million-dollar prize. Survivor: Spring Break. Lather up, letting your soapy fingers slide all over the nearly transparent fabric. Rub your slick body against him. It doesn’t seem like much, but that one extra layer makes it so very, very naughty. Plus there’s that whole extra rush that comes from knowing you were so turned on that you couldn’t even stop to take off your clothes. Or so he thinks. Bonus fun: use one of those detachable massage shower-heads. Double bonus fun: use the waterproof vibrator.