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Urge: Ultimate Bedtime Reading [Secure eReader (recommended)/Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/Adobe]
eBook by Dr. Gabrielle Morrissey
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eBook Category: Self Improvement
eBook Description: PerfectBound eBook original! Too hot to print on paper! A snappy, smart, sassy handbook for sexually savvy adults. Renowned sexologist Dr. Gabrielle Morrissey has interviewed everyone from mechanics to massage therapists, hair dressers to hare krishnas, porn actors to pub crawlers, to describe just what sexual sophisticates get up to in--and out of--their bedrooms. Want to join in the fun? Download now! The whole sexual cornucopia is here: from saucy to sacred, kinky to kittenish, nice to naughty, lusty to--*yes!*--loving. Topics include: cosmic sex, multiple orgasms (for men and women), the best sexual positions, "sexperimenting," fantasies, alfresco sex, one-night stands, celibacy, sexual totems and taboos. Packed with window-steaming, sheet-sizzling sexual insights, secrets, tips, reflections and advice, Urge is straight-talking S-E-X in depth and in detail.
eBook Publisher: Harper Collins, Inc./PerfectBound, Published: 2002
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2002
Available eBook Formats [Secure eReader (recommended)/Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/Adobe - What's this?]: SECURE MOBIPOCKET FORMAT [565 KB], SECURE MICROSOFT READER FORMAT [443 KB] - Requires Microsoft Reader 2.1.1 for PCs, or Microsoft Reader 2.2.2 on Pocket PC 2002 handheld devices. Some older Pocket PCs can be upgraded. Learn More., SECURE EREADER (RECOMMENDED) FORMAT [434 KB], SECURE ADOBE FORMAT [1.4 MB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [679 KB]
Secure Adobe: Printing enabled, Read-aloud DISABLED Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
Adobe Acrobat Reader ISBN: 0732276810 Microsoft Reader ISBN: 0732276829 eReader (recommended) ISBN: 0732276802

Foreplay My first real kiss was an exhilarating invitation into the world of sex. I was not prepared for it, nor was I prepared for what it awakened in me. I was a pathetically naïve thirteen year old, with a massive crush on a fourteen-year-old boy, a "rebel without a cause" type who I was sure was the cutest human being created in the year 1970. One afternoon, we were -- gasp! -- Alone In His Bedroom, so already I was dizzy with a sense of taboo. He leaned over and with what I thought at the time was absolutely no warning (remember, it was my first real kiss), he puckered up and planted his lips on mine. I went gooey and warm. Then he slipped his tongue in my mouth and I snapped my head backwards in a violent whiplash-style reaction. What the hell was that? His tongue?! Oh sure, I'd been told in graphic misinformed detail in girls' school toilets about French kissing, but let me tell you, at that point, with his tongue somewhere between sly and slick, halfway past my teeth, knowing something French and doing something French were two distinctly separate things. He smiled at me, realising it was my first kiss and leaned in again. I silently vowed I would not be caught off-guard by this second attempt! As he began again his ooh-la-la moves on my lips, I became completely overwhelmed with the urge to explore his mouth with my tongue. I remember this first feeling, this urge. My body took over my mind. Or rather my body just took over, bringing to an immediate halt all logical thoughts and analytical observations. I was consumed with my sexual urge. I wanted to reciprocate pleasure, explore someone else's mouth and body, feel more, open more, experience more. That first thrill of tongue awakened my sense of the sexual urge and I have been chasing it and catering to it ever since. My approach to this book has been one much like that first kiss. I wanted to probe every corner of the sexual world, push the everyday ordinary buttons and boundaries of our understanding of sexual desire, and peel back our conceptions of sexual behaviour to see what naughty secrets and neon passions lie under our masks and fancy dress. Peel, push and probe, peel, push, probe . . . a kind of collective striptease sexposé of our carnal lives. In writing this book, I decided to stick out my tongue for another kiss, to take a titillating, twisted, flickering, salivating, piercing taste of our physical culture. I've kissed the girls, kissed the boys, and kissed the frogs. I've peeked through the keyhole into our collective bedrooms, and indulged my urge to then let that door just swing on open. I've peeped, I've kissed, and I've told. Copyright © 2002 by Gabrielle Morrissey
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