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This savvy guide is for every woman who would never dream of reading a sex manual but would love to know more about sex. Forget the Kama Sutra, this is a real guide for real women, with 16 detailed chapters, each covering a different area, from seduction to sex toys. It's wickedly funny, honest and sometimes a little silly just like sex itself! Learn how to: - Strip convincingly - Kiss like a pro - Show him what to do with his tongue - And learn exactly what to do with yours Cosmo understands exactly how the female mind works when it comes to sex and knows exactly what women (and men) worry about.

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Publié par	Hearst Magazines UK
Date de parution	10 août 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781905563616
Langue	English

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the girls’ guide to getting it on
What every girl should know about sex

FLIC EVERETT
First Published in Great Britain in 2001 by Thorsons

The digital edition published 2010 by The National Magazine Company
Copyright copyright 2010 The National Magazine Company

Flic Everett asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work

The expression Cosmopolitan is the trademark of The National Magazine Company and The Hearst Corporation.

ISBN 978-1-905563-61-6

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior permission in writing of the publishers.
Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1 - When and where to have sex
Chapter 2 - Successful seduction
Chapter 3 - Kissing
Chapter 4 - Oral sex
Chapter 5 - Manual matters
Chapter 6 - Positions
Chapter 7 - Size doesn’t matter … or does it?
Chapter 8 - Orgasm
Chapter 9 - Sex toys
Chapter 10 - Fantasies
Chapter 11 - Masturbation
Chapter 12 - Kinky stuff
Chapter 13 - Putting the spark back
Chapter 14 - Contraception
Chapter 15 -Nasty diseases
Chapter 16 - Top tips for a great sex life
Further Reading
Introduction
If sex is such a natural phenomenon, how come there are so many books on how to do it?
Bette Midler
Oh, not another sex book … haven’t you had enough of these endless manuals that tell you exactly where you’re going wrong, which bits you should be twiddling, and how to have a multiple orgasm with only a feather duster and a tube of KY jelly? I have. Which is why this particular sex book is a little more realistic about the whole thing. We haven’t got any ‘real-life couples’ revealing their bedroom secrets - everyone naturally suspects they’re made up. And we haven’t got any po-faced Sex Therapist ‘Arousal Graphs’, or dismal sections on the biological ins and outs. We haven’t even got any doctors. So you’re just going to have to make do with me, your self-appointed ‘sexpert’, with years of experience at my disposal.
I’m not assuming here that you’ve been married for years, or that you’re with a long-term partner, or even that you’ve got a boyfriend at all. In fact, I’m simply assuming that you have a man you like enough to have sex with - and, if not, one who occasionally puts in an appearance - and that sometimes you could do with just a little help in making it all run smoothly.
Sex is not like it is in the movies (if it was, we’d all be doing it 15 times an hour to get it right, with microphones suspended above our heads). It’s frequently embarrassing, awkward, funny, confusing, or simply dull. But sometimes it’s fantastic, which is what makes us keep on doing it.
And like any important subject, the more you know, the better it gets. Which is why I’ve generously done all the hard work for you - and all you need to do to get it on with absolute confidence should be in this book. Unless, of course, the guy you’ve picked is utterly useless in bed. And even I can’t help you there, I’m afraid.
CHAPTER ONE
When and where to have sex
Love is the answer, but while you’re waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty good questions.
Woody Allen
Let’s assume you already know a man you find reasonably attractive - the idea of removing his trousers isn’t instantly repellent, and when musing on his penis, you don’t automatically think ‘Aargh … purple and angry!’ but ‘Mm … smooth and appealing’. But unless you happen to be living amongst a primitive Amazonian tribe, for whom the idea of leaping on any passing male and taking him then and there on the forest floor is entirely normal, there are certain issues you need to deal with first. Like when to have sex. And when you’ve worked that out, where to have it.
The obvious answer to ‘When have sex?’ would be ‘Whenever anyone asks nicely enough.’ But as we all know, nothing’s ever that simple, is it? Because although we are, naturally, women of the world, who are perfectly capable of catching a strange man’s eye and winking suggestively - at least, we are after five brandy-and-Cokes -deciding when to actually get naked with him is fraught with difficulty.
sex on first meeting - possibly unwise
Let’s say you’ve already met a nice bloke, you’ve exchanged chitchat about what you do, what your cat’s called, why ‘Fluffy’ is, in fact, an original and vibrant choice. Then he’s done that flirt-thing that all men do, of ‘casually’ brushing the hair out of your eyes, or ‘idly’ examining your pendant - incidentally, don’t ever think that a man is actually interested in jewellery craftsmanship when he playfully examines your necklace/bracelet/earring/nipple piercing. Unless he’s a Swiss watch-maker, it’s a pathetically obvious attempt to brush against your skin.
So you’ll probably end the evening with some form of bodily contact. He, generally, would like that bodily contact to be the kind of sex that oil-rig workers fantasize about when gazing at a life-size poster of Jennifer Lopez. Whether you know each other’s names or not is largely irrelevant, so long as you can manage to say ‘Yes!’ or ‘More!’ or ‘Oh God, you’re so huge I don’t know if I … yes! It fits!’ Then, when you’re tangled sweatily in each other’s post-coital embrace, he can decide whether he likes you enough to see you again, or whether he should make his excuses and leave before you develop an unwieldy affection for him.
I know, it’s unpleasant. But most single young men out for a night on the beer do not approach the pub thinking, ‘I wonder if I’ll meet the woman of my dreams tonight and get to know her gradually over a period of months?’ They think ‘Will I pull?’
Now, if you want instant gratification, the just-add-water-and-stir of sex, there’s nothing wrong with a wild, hedonistic shagging spree that will end next morning with mutual pleasantries before he disappears forever. But if you’ve met the nice man, had the cat-conversation, laughed together at the feeble pulling-antics of his mates, and he didn’t examine your pendant too cheesily, you may well want a little more than a one-night carnival. So your version of bodily contact at the end of the evening may be simply a chaste kiss, and an exchange of phone numbers.
Of course, if you like him, and he’s also driving you berserk with lust just by breathing, there’s no rule that says if you have sex the first night he’ll disappear out of your life next day. He may get up, make you breakfast and stay for a week, intermittently crooning love songs and plaiting rosebuds into your hair. Then again, there’s no rule that says if you eat 15 meat and potato pies at one sitting, you’ll feel bad either - but, somehow, you just know it’s not a great idea.
When debating whether to have sex the night you meet, ask yourself, ‘Do I care if I have sex and never see this person again?’ And then ask yourself, ‘Do I care if I have sex and then can’t get rid of this person?’ If the answer to either question is ‘Yes’, then don’t do it.
first date sex
Let’s suppose you’ve had your taxi-rank snog, and he rang you to arrange a further meeting after a respectable amount of time (current thinking suggests up to two and a half days; any longer, he’s either forgetful, playing it way too cool, or else waiting for a chance to get away from his wife and two adorable toddlers to call you). It’s the First Date. So if it goes well, and he doesn’t say anything controversial, like, ‘Actually, I really don’t think women should work’, the question is, do you have sex afterwards? Again, only you know how many pulsing currents of lust are crackling between you - the only thing is, if you aren’t the sort of girl who happily puts it about, and you prefer to form some sort of meaningful relationship before you get naked, it’s a little soon. My personal research suggests that it takes at least three months to really know someone - till then, everyone’s on their best behaviour, tiptoeing round feelings, offering the dating equivalent of cucumber sandwiches and Earl Grey tea. People are only emboldened to reveal their true colours when they feel safe - and it’s unusual to feel like the best of old buddies when all you’ve done together is sit through a Tom Cruise movie and share a bag of tortilla chips.
If this person is the love of your life, it won’t hurt to wait a little longer, because you’re going to have to stagger through another 70 years side by side, and it’d be a shame for your first sexual experience to be memorable only because it was a fumbling disaster, due to nerves. If not, and you think it could be a fun fling, then feel free to shag away. It’s obvious that the best sex usually happens when you know someone pretty well - but sex when you hardly know someone at all but fancy the pants off them can also be good. Bearing in mind, of course, that the grannies who pursed their lips and muttered that men are only after one thing were not always right - but sometimes they were. And while, hey, any liberated woman can decide for herself when she wants to sleep with her man, she also shouldn’t be surprised if the said man doesn’t bother to return calls after first date sex.
A friend of mine used to call first date sex ‘the creme egg theory’ - it looks gorgeous, you think you want it, you gobble it up really fast - then it’s just horribly sickly, you feel crap about yourself, and frankly, you wish you hadn’t bothered. Basically, first date sex - fine if you want to, but often there won’t be much substance to it. If you think it could be a good relationship, you’ll probably have more fun if you wait a while.
sex a few dates later - very sensible, dear
What about a few dates into your blossoming relationship? Indeed, this is prime ‘having sex’ territory. You can get to the stage of being able to see past the heaving bosoms and bulging trousers to check that one of you isn’t a) a fascist, b) psycho