101 Nights of Great Sex (32 page)

Three triangles, like this:

And the words “Bedroom. Saturday. 7pm. Love you!”

A
triangle
? Yes, that’s right. A triangle adds to the anticipation, because she’ll be wondering all week long about your upcoming surprise. And a triangle is at the heart of your new erotic play. Three triangles, actually, which form a diagram of the most sensitive parts of her body, like a map of her erogenous zones. A map you get to follow Saturday night.

Tantric sex isn’t slow so much as it is
long
, to give you both time to enjoy each delicious step on the path to orgasm.

The first triangle for you to focus on is the one formed by her mouth and her nipples.

Less enlightened men than you might just twirl her nipples like radio dials while tongue-wrestling her tonsils, but with your raised Tantric consciousness, you know how to tease her with gentle kisses and soft caresses. You know how to play with her breasts before they are bare, and how to undress them as if they were a gift from the goddess Shakti herself.
Take your time.
Visit each tip of the triangle with your lips and fingertips, slowly getting more aggressive as you feel her body warm beneath you.

The next triangle is formed by her clitoris and her feet.

Ahh, the feet
—so sadly neglected by most men, and so in need of loving attention. Rub them. Press your thumbs into her soles and massage her tension away. Squeeze her ankles and the muscles in her calves. Focus on her toes, tugging and rolling and stretching each one. A footrub is an awesome experience, and here’s why: those long nerves take a little detour on their way to the brain, passing right through the neighborhood of the clitoris. And when those foot nerves start singing their happy song, well, the clit hears them, and just can’t help but join right in.

And it’s time for you to join the fun.

The last triangle is the one that connects the other two, the Love Triangle, from breasts to vagina, from nips to lips, and you get to visit all the angles over and over, turning up the heat every time you complete another circuit.

By now, you’ve put the better part of an hour into playing with your mate. And she’s felt your love and attention, literally from head to toe. True Tantricas would try to stay right there for the rest of the night, balanced on that incredible buzz right before climax. But that’s a lesson for another day. Right now, it’s your job to bring her over the top, focusing all your attention on her clit, spinning slow circles around it with your tongue, warming it with your breath, trapping it with your lips. Go faster. Get stronger. Pin her to the bed; let her feel your Shiva strength while you pour your energy into her pleasure. Bring her to ecstasy and, like the young Tantra students of four thousand years ago, get ready to drink the nectar of your goddess.

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T
HOSE HOME-REMODELING
TV
SHOWS ARE
amazing, aren’t they? There’s something really impressive about watching a professional craftsman who always has exactly the right tool for every job, no matter how obscure or expensive.

But real guys know the ugly truth. Most of the time, you just gotta make do with what you have. Can’t find your screwdriver? There’s a butter knife in the kitchen drawer. No rubber gasket handy? Well, chewing gum should hold for a while. Real guys know that half the world is held together with nothing more than duct tape and Elmer’s Glue.

It’s the same with seductions. Sex toys and handcuffs and flowers and gifts are great, if you have the time and money. (And once in a while you should make certain that you do.) But sometimes you just have to improvise—and you’d be amazed how erotic some of things you have lying around the house can be.

Of course, most of your household tools are out of the question. Ouch! But she has a few tools that can be quite thrilling. And soft. One of those is something you see her use every day. It’s her makeup brush, the one she uses to put blush on her cheeks. You’re going to use it in a way that Revlon never intended, but trust me — this works. Oh, yeah, it works
go-oo-oo-ood
.

Start by using some sort of blindfold. A necktie or scarf would work well, or even a rolled-up pillowcase. Late in the evening, right after her bath, spring your surprise. Tie on the blindfold, ask her to lie down on the bed, and bring out your improvised seduction tools. One of them is a small cup of your usual massage oil or lotion, which you can warm up with a twenty-or thirty-second blast in the microwave.
(Critical note: Test the level of heat with a few drops on your own skin first.)
Your other tool is that fluffy soft brush from her makeup kit, which, needless to say, must be thoroughly washed and dried both before and after you use it.

As always, kissing and nuzzling and touching come first. Then... dip the brush into the oil. Draw a circle around an aureole, slowly spiraling in towards her nipple. Mmm, that’s nice. Do the same on her other breast. Work your way down her tummy with the warm wet sable.

The real art begins when you get down between her open thighs. Start with broad strokes up and down her outer lips, gently working them apart. Zig-zag between them, like a kind of porn-star Zorro, always making sure your brush stays slick with oil. When you get to her clitoris, pay extra attention to her reaction, because you don’t want to be too strong or too intense for comfort. But here’s what worked for me: Spin the brush. Spin it until her head spins. Twirl it back and forth, on both sides of her clit, alternating with tight little circles and long, wet strokes.

Some of the best ideas come to you when you improvise. And this one is a stroke of genius.

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H
ERE’S A SEDUCTION THAT STARTS
by making her crazy—and ends by driving her wild. On Monday, move one of your kitchen chairs into the bedroom and place it up against the wall. Don’t say a word.

Just leave it.

She might move it back, so on Tuesday, return it to the bedroom with a note that says, “Don’t Touch!” On the seat, place a pair of her sexiest shoes, the ones she wears when she really wants to look hot, and a beautifully wrapped gift. Well, well... now you’ve got her attention.

Wednesday, add her sexiest bra, but forget the panties (you’ll understand why soon). The next night, a skirt; the night after, a blouse. By now she’s dying to know what you’ve got planned, but you’re keeping mum.

Saturday, ask her to put it all on. She’ll probably think you’re taking her out, but here’s the real story—you’re going to be having fun with her G-spot, and the chair is going to help you do it. There are two special positions, according to researchers, that are ideal for stimulating that enchanted place. And you, you lucky boy, get to do the stimulating... with your penis!

Ask her to sit. Hike up her skirt; open her thighs as you move in for a kiss. Have fun with your foreplay. There’s no rush tonight. But after you’ve aroused her... after you’ve tasted her, and fondled her, and stroked her... tell her it’s time to reveal the secret of the chair. Invite her to stand and face it, legs apart but straight, waist bent, and hands on the seat for support. Ooh, how enticing! There she is, wide open with nothing on under her skirt. Slip inside, and ride slow and easy while the steam starts to build.

Now have her kneel on the seat, arms braced on the back of the chair. In this position, the head of your penis is riding across her G-spot with every stroke. Don’t let her clit get lonely—reach around and tease it. Lean forward to cup her breasts; roll her nipples in your fingers. Let her feel your hot breath and warm mouth on her neck, but most of all—keep pumping, hard and fast. Please don’t stop! That magic button deep inside will be aching with desire, burning with anticipation. Ultimately, it will be driving her to an intense and very powerful climax. And you owe it all to a kitchen chair.

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W
HAT’S THE TASTE OF PASSION?

On radio and in interviews, I’ve talked to a lot of men over the years. They can all name favorite aromas that put them in the mood for love— flowers, a special perfume, even a certain favorite meal on the stove can trigger hot memories. All men seem to love the smell of a woman’s freshly washed hair.