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ОглавлениеMake love, not war
In Mangaian legend, the first human rose from a hole in the center of this lovely green Polynesian Island. Mangaia (A’ua’u Enua), which means “peace,” is lush with tropical fruit, has plentiful, clean water, and no poisonous snakes or dangerous insects.
Mangaians learn early that life is sweet. Best of all, as they grow older, kids realize they have the world’s greatest built-in entertainment: their genitals. No Mangaian would be so stupid as to call them “private” parts. All good parents encourage their growing kids to take advantage of the gifts nature gave them and masturbate.
Societies create lots of words for things they think important. Mangaians enjoy a wide vocabulary for the aesthetics of the clitoris: how large, pointed, pendulous, protruding, sharp, straight, and so on. The typical Mangaian male knows more about female genitals than most Western doctors.
Mangaians believe anything worth doing is worth learning to do well. As a boy enters mid-teens, he gets a tutor—an older, experienced woman, who teaches him a wide variety of positions, coaches him on how to use oral sex for best effect, and trains him in the skills that will arouse his partner and drown her in pleasure. His goal: to bring his partner to orgasm as many times as possible.
Mid-teen girls also receive a proper education. Their training focuses on how to have multiple intense orgasms. Needless to say, all Mangaian women are orgasmic.
Women score their lovers and broadcast which guy has good technique. One test is whether he can bring her to orgasm without touching anything except her vagina. A man must give his partner at least three orgasms before his own, or he’s a loser. Then it’s: Shape up, sugar, or it’s back to masturbation.
MANGAIA ISLAND