You may not know it, but the way men and women make love has changed. Men can no longer get by on good looks and a good line. Women want more. The good news is that you can give it to them!
Here is an expert's guide to becoming the kind of lover that every woman dreams of, written by a man who may be the world's most accomplished sexual superstar. Now "M" is sharing the erotic techniques it took him years to learn, in a book that will open undreamed of world of pleasure... to you AND her!
A man's first shot in the sexual revolution. Isn't it about time you joined?
"M" is a pseudonym used by four different authors.
* "M" is the pseudonym of the author of Death Note: L, Change the World in honor of the pseudonym used by the character "L".
* "M" is the anonymous author of The Sensuous Man.
* "M" is the poet of Blue. From the publisher's website: "The author of "Blue" has been writing poetry and short stories since a young age. The stories come from dreams and the poetry from life itself. The authors outlook on the world is that every living human being spends their life searching for themselves and the meaning of life. Through our journey we must remember that we are all filled with so many emotions and our lives with so much confusion and even more obstacles but through all this there is a release and comfort we can find in writing, reading and sharing what we all experience and feel through the struggles we face in life."
* "M" is the pseudonym of the author of For the Love. Whenever M is not traveling for work she lives in Northern California. For the Love of Music is her first book. In her free time M loves to travel, explore new restaurants, taste new wines and cook and entertain for friends and family. M loves music, in particular rock and eighties.
Sometimes while perusing the filthy shelves and bins of that '70s-book purgatory known as Goodwill -- dismissively paying no mind to the umpteenth copy of Alvin Toffler's Future Shock or Erma Bombeck's The Grass is Always Greener Over the Septic Tank or the gazillion tree-killer copies of Sometimes God Has a Kid's Face -- my eye catches the rare gem. Pulling The Sensuous Man (1971, courtesy of Dell, that once reliable purveyor of mass market sleaze) off the shelf and opening randomly to this: "You lean back with your hands on the floor and raise your pelvis to plunge into her for a few moments, and then she should take over the action by moving her pelvic area up and down on your penis--faster and faster. The Sliding Pond is an exciting way to come. When you do explode you'll find yourself in each other's arms--exhausted, wet, beautiful--a total state of A.F.O.--all fucked out..." -- I knew that Goodwill was going to gain another 50 cents to apply toward job training and their other worthy pursuits. It does my heart good to know that someone out there will be learning a useful skill toward gainful employment because I bought a book about how to pick up, sweet talk and fuck a whole lot of women.
The Sensuous Man is a how-to book not about being a Don Juan/Lothario/jock jerk, but about being a sensitive and considerate male heterosexual lover, and as such attempts to shatter various myths and fallacies about what is best to do and say to a woman as an equal partner in love and life. The book was written in the wake of the popular, The Sensuous Woman and is highly conscious of the then- emergent Women's Liberation movement and is an enlightening and mostly enlightened artifact from the age of the new sexual revolution. To give you a quick idea of what's inside it, here are the chapter headings: "Becoming the Sensuous Man,"Let's Bury the Myths" (including about penis size), "Laying the Foundation" (including pelvic and tongue exercises!), "Getting It Up and Keeping it Up--Farewell to Premature Ejaculation, Inability to Ejaculate, and Impotence", "The Ins and Outs of Masturbation", "Where to Meet Women" (which includes some of the hilariously worst pick-up lines and scenarios I've ever seen), "The Search for the Ideal Woman", "How to Drive a Woman to Ecstasy" (with a rundown of the erogenous zones), "Sexual Ethics", "What Turns a Woman Off", "What to Talk about in Bed, and When to Laugh," "The Women's Liberation Movement--and You," "Party Sex", and "Orgasm" (yours and hers).
The second to last-chapter, "Love as an Aphrodisiac," is quite lovely, and includes this passage:
"I want you, I want you, I want you is the battle cry. And I will do anything to make you happy. It’s glorious. Don’t be a fool. Take advantage of it in every way, shape, and form. It doesn’t come that often. Perhaps just once in a lifetime. You can love many times, but rarely are you “in love.”
It is a time of erotic feeling beyond the limits of imagination. Her eyes are stars, her lips are petals. Her neck is swanlike, her breasts are mounds of pure alabaster pliant to your touch, her waist is a wisp of flesh warm and smooth, her buttocks are solid to the pressure of your hands, and her cunt is the altar at which you pray. It is the ultimate area of her totality as a woman to which you are inescapably drawn and, as your tongue and your lips bring forth from it a hot torrent of love juices, the tears of joy to tell you she loves you, you join her, thrusting deeply into the fountain, twisting, pushing, holding, kissing, until the world moves far away and only two spent, happily ecstatic lovers are left alone floating somewhere on a cloud.
I love all women, but there is only one love."
Despite the book's overall enlightenment, there are still some instances of dated, un-PC suggestions that should be, at best, taken into historical context. "Fag" is used rather casually to refer to gay men, for instance. The subchapter on "Sexual Blackmail" forwards one way of putting a stop to women bartering for sex that borders on rape (calling her a bitch, telling her to shut up, suddenly stripping off her clothes, throwing her to the floor and fucking "the ass off her".) However, your mileage may vary, as this might be a turn-on in some cases.
Some other amusing, mostly un-PC passages include: (on orgies) "...don't worry about pregnancy. If an orgyette does get knocked up, she'll have a hard time proving which one of the nine guys did it to her;" (on sex with married women) "Don't fuck her in her own home unless she says it really turns her on;" (on how to handle a woman who uses crying to get what she wants) ""Still another shock technique for handling the hysterical crier is to throw water in her face;" (on the myth of abstaining from sex before sports) "Intercourse does not physically weaken a man. I play tennis every Sunday morning with one of those guys who won't go near a gal two day before a match. I usually come to the courts right from my girl's bedroom--and I beat him almost every time."
It's a pre-AIDS book, so VD is of course the worst thing one can expect...
The book seems to contain some contradictory advice (dismissing acrobatic sex earlier in the book but embracing it in a later chapter; advising men to stay away from married women but then offering advice on how to handle the situation if you do go there, etc.)
M, the anonymous author, to his credit realizes his apparent inconsistencies and justifies them thusly: "My moods are mercurial, I know. I mock one moment, preach another, and rhapsodize the next. But I don't apologize for it. That's what sex is like--warm, ecstatic, ludicrous, unfathomable, and exciting. Sex is the original paradox, utterly trivial or the only thing in life that matters..."
I'd say about 90 percent of this book still has practical value, and when it doesn't it is still an interesting read purely for its raw, plain language, humor, and retro funkiness. It retains relevance for heterosexual men today, whether they be insensitive louts who need to change their ways, or sensitive, well-attund men looking for reminders or pointers on how to please themselves and their mates in ways that are mutually beneficial and above board.
The book is also a great American success story; M is the Horatio Alger of fucking, the Charles Atlas of shagging; the sorry loser who, with the help of patient women lovers, listened and learned and became the all-wise and successful "Sensuous Man." Such an inspiration...
And I agree with M's statement in the last chapter, that "every book should have an orgasm."
The Sensuous Man covers a broad range of topics pertaining to sexuality--in fact, it has a broad range of topics which M discusses, from sexual positions, to places to meet women, to STD's, to sex talk (both before, during, and after sex! my favorite chapter for sure), to dealing with virgins, to amazing foreplay. And there are some really great foreplay tips.
When it comes to educating, this book definitely helps. As I've said earlier, His tips pertaining to foreplay, and sex talk were my favorites and definitely worth taking notes on--he focuses a lot on ravishing the feminine, balancing both being gentle and sensing when a little bit of savagery can come to play. Taking control, being in motion with the woman, and focusing on her body as a whole rather than zooming and and focusing on three certain body parts (yes, ear nibbles and inner thigh kisses--they should not be overlooked xD). His passion for the female body really shows--he makes it a big deal to mention the sexual experience from a female's mind. That gets men out of their own minds during sex, and more in tune, with whose under them.
Another part worth mentioning is the bit about having sex with a virgin. Although I didn't appreciate the slander towards female virgins (he underlines the fact that he has a heavy prejudice towards female virgins), he did give good direction for men when dealing with a virgin. He stresses on relying on the psychological, rather than the physical, as to not over exhaust or scar her. "Think of it as an initiation", he says. It sounds funny, but I quite enjoyed that xD "Be calm, be loving, be gentle". And if it's too painful for her to continue, withdraw and try later. If she's able to continue, then M has great sex techniques one should do to help make a woman's first time not-so-painful. (And afterwards, don't forget to tell her how honored your are to have been the first man!)
Just one example of the author reminding men to keep her in mind before anything else.
The best part is, he managed to keep this book, even with all that to discuss, under 300 pages. Love! There's nothing more that bores me to tears then a book that over stays its welcome with repeated prose, adding nothing but word count.
Surprisingly, I didn't cringe that much (or maybe I'm just getting used to reading the word 'cunt' so many times from previous sexuality books that it no longer fazes me). In fact, I found it to be well written--straight to the point with a strong voice. It was never dull and M injected a lot of personality, or just enough to keep you not feeling awkward. I didn't find his tone preachy for the most part (he has his moments, though).
As entertaining and education as the book was, there was a handful of chapters that I wasn't particularly interested in. For instance, the bit about married women, and the whole orgy thing... completely skipped over. I was caught off guard, at the first or second chapter, the one about gay men... I attribute this to the time it was published, but the book could have done better without it. It was a jarring introduction, but nothing fatal.
This book is 50 years old at the time I read it, and the information was relevant even today. Warning, if you get easily offended by the terms from 1971, it might be a hard read because the language used was a bet racy (perhaps even for then)
We had a veritable library in our ancestral house because my paternal grandfather had strongly supported reading for edification. He passed on that value to my father, who passed his bibliophilia to me. A lot of books (including this one) were ravaged by termites, because of the sheer number of books in our past home. When we moved, we had to leave most of the heavily-damaged books behind. This, however, was brought by my father to our new home. Although termites also enjoyed it, its contents remained intact.
It's actually a surprisingly sane book. It doesn't advise men to play women, and instead advises caution and concern for the other sex. For example:
"Women may have to give birth to babies, but men are equally responsible for them, both financially and morally. The financial aspect is obvious. Even not having a conceived child -- an abortion -- is expensive. And actually raising a child, as beautiful as that can be, is a fiscal calamity. As they say in the restaurant business, if you aren't ready to foot the bill, you've got no business looking at the menu." (p. 101)
It's also insightful regarding the right woman to pursue:
"Some men require a gorgeous possession to hang on their arm -- to impress the gang, to bolster the ego.
You're paying an exorbitant price for a beautiful face or a fabulous body, if underneath she is merely a shallow, clinging, social-climbing bitch whose only concern may be to find out how soon you will take her to the latest "in" restaurant or club where she can be seen." (p. 160)
The sex guide of the 1960s is actually an advice for prudence!
"The rule, as it is so often in sexual matters, is honesty. Play it straight with a gal and she'll respect you for it." (p. 168)
My copy of this booklet has been damaged to the point it is no longer in useful readable condition , therefore need to buy a new one.
Lot of techniques described to have a satisfying sexual relationships.
I did not particularly find the sex centeredness of the book, and would have preferred it to have been human relationship and love centered instead. But that's just me.
Neither did I get a lot of opportunities to practice the techniques described in the book.
Nevertheless I found certain foreplay related techniques described in the book were to be very informative as well as effective, particularly one involving the tongue!
No! It's not what you think!
Never went to that base with the tongue!
A good book to have in possession if you are interested in forging good physical and sexual relationships with a partner of YOUR choice, and not a partner of your country's President, or Prime Minister's choice.
This is, objectively, a horrible book. However, there were parts that made me laugh harder than I have in years (like the very smooth suggestion to try to meet women by stomping on their feet on a crowded bus and then mentioning how you don't have your land legs back yet because you just got off the yacht.)
Since this was from the early 1970s, it was kind of interesting to read a sex and relationships book from before the AIDS era. This resulted in such gems of advice as "don't bother wearing a condom at an orgy because any 'orgiette' who gets pregnant won't be able to prove who the father is anyway".
Amidst the laughably horrible and dated advice were some really problematic things about consent, virginity, non-hetereosexuality, and more. So I'd give it a few stars for unintended humor but then take most of them away for breathtaking misogyny and homophobia.
I really don't think you should go into these books expecting actual "self-help". These should be read as comedies. Or just an observation of someone's life. Very much in the same category as The Rules.