James N. Powell's Blog
September 17, 2009
Tahitian Love
by James N. Powell
from Tahiti Beach Press Magazine September 2009
Honeymoon season is upon us, reminding us that Tahiti, long a port of call for surfers, sailors and snowbirds, has long beckoned as a Shangri-la for lovebirds. Ever since the first European sailors ventured into the balmy blue latitudes of the South Pacific, viewed the jagged and massive slopes of a volcanic summit gradually emerge above the horizon, slipped through a pass in the reef into the calm of a lagoon...
September 10, 2009
The club was packed. Stud, as his buddies called him, threaded his way through the twilight bodyscape of sweet summer sweat. In the far corner he spotted Hot Babe, a mere rail of a girl with a debutante slouch. Her face exuded a blasé attitude that shouted she would not sully her spirit with anything so vulgar as an interest in the opposite sex. Her body told a different story: She was dressed in thigh-highs and not much else. Her herd of girlfriends were a group of rudderless multi-culti...
August 19, 2009
When the first Europeans landed in Tahiti, the Tahitians mistook their large, tall-masted ship for a floating island and interpreted their white skin as an indication that they were gods from the Realm of Light. The Puritanical Europeans were equally mistaken: They interpreted the natives' near nudity and enlightened sexuality as Satanic, and then infected the native women with Tahiti's first STDs as well as introducing to them the concept of sins of the flesh.
The Europeans, had they been ble...
August 1, 2009
If it be true that variety is the spice of life, by now my vast multitudes of readers may be sniffing around for some novel scents here on this atoll of anecdotes about South Seas sensuality.
Out of infinite compassion, I offer up the following feast:
Sometimes we find ourselves in bed with a stranger. This may be because persons we have comingled with may have tricked us into believing they were someone different than they actually were. Or in fact it may be our imaginations themselves that p...
July 26, 2009
Vaheana, a French-Tahitian woman, had received her first education in sex at church. She was from a family of devout Catholics, and even though it was hot every day on Moorea, giving liberty for most of the population, and especially the teens, to strip down most of the day to the bare essentials of bikinis and swim trunks and sit around the pool sipping coconut water and soda, laying the ground for a kind of kissy cosmos to blossom the moment parents turned their backs, Vaheana had deep...
May 22, 2009
Slow Love ~ the Polyneaian way involves the heart, first of all, and also much generalized, whole-body touching, rather than an exclusive focus on the genitals, as the following case history, somewhat poetically rendered, describes:
Although her lover passed hours pressing into her soft petals with his tongue. . .
nothing.
Such loving left her more frustrated than having nothing at all. . .
Her lover determined that the lack in their love life was her lack.
He bought her a touch toy.
Tensing...
April 24, 2009
When European sailors first chanced upon the isles of Polynesia, they all remarked on the health, happiness and physical beauty of the Polynesians. Many of the attributes of early Polynesian culture contributed to their happiness. First, the Pacific islanders were body positive. While the Europeans had been spending centuries dwelling on the evils of the body and composing vast encycloypeias of the sins of the flesh, the Polynesians knew the human body to be beautiful and sex to be...
April 12, 2009
You can improve your sexual relationship as well as all your other relationships quite simply. In fact the method is so simple that it is not a method at all, and so most people overlook it. They feel they must do something. This is why there are so many books on how to sexually stimulate your partner. However, all these overlook the most fundamental aspect of your loving--yourself.
You can share with your partner only what you are. If your body and mind are full of stress and pressures...
