Megan loves orgasms so much, she would not hesitate to steal yours.

I can make you go rosy,rosier than your fantasies❤ –

It was one of God’s jokes that such a dumb mind had been put in such an eloquent body.

Most days, I’ve got this impermanence thing down just great. It doesn’t bother me; what’s to bother? Most days, I sit comfortably with the knowledge that I’ll die alone, and I feel nothing so strongly...

I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive.

I’ve tired so hard to stay away from you, buy your soul is so powerful. It can’t be ignored. It calls to me. It’s like trying to resist every lust you’ve ever suffered – all...

My favorite thing you do is stop me in the middle of whatever I’m doing to tell me you love me.

Quick gratification of desires, often lead to low stratifications in life

I just made it official. I’m a twenty-eight year old married woman with a twenty-two year old boyfriend who lives twenty minutes from a husband he doesn’t know exists. That God I started believing in...

You know you’re in lust when you’re quick to fall into a reverie because dreams seem better than reality.

Marriage is the connecting of the two: Without passion it’s just friendship; without friendship it’s just lust.

You talked over the tour guide who pointed to houses and windows. Showing us where people had lived and died and other people now stayed in their place. Just like a broken heart.” – Adieu

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she...

Having someone this male next to her made her soul feel exhilarated and convey brazenly suggestive, female, liberal ideas to her inner id.

My breath caught fire and my heart leapt infinite beats within his proximity.”Wreck me, tame me. The way you want it.” I whispered my plea.His foggy grey eyes glinted with desire and lust. “I will”....

No, no, don’t let my vulnerable heart share in this sacrifice to lust! Let him disgust me before pleasing me! Let him be what others have been, an instrument that I can break before becoming...

One might—if one were, say, a gay sex writer—make a case that there’s still a vibrant role for queer dirty words. While highly commodified mass-market DVD porn and its kinkier “specialty” cousins shows how sex...

don’t make too much noise”. October’s dust in my lungs, maybe I don’t want bits of four AM lingering in my subconscious. Smokers breathe in fire, coat their insides in ash. Is that suicide or...

. . . I still wouldn’t be able to control myself around him, and I’m math geek enough to know that equation doesn’t work out.

You see, I know you, Violet. You’ve tormented me in my dreams with your body too many times to count. Now you’re here in the flesh, with your ripe curves and innocent eyes, an angel...

I’m pretty sure battle strategies and combat techniques don’t cover desire and lust.

Lust likes to rush, while love hates to wait.

He ran his finger along my jawline and down my neck. “The wait will be fun, but it’s not going to be easy.

Somehow I’d still managed to go all retarded at the sight of some handsome asshole with a nice smile.

He handed the dust pan and brush over. I knew they wouldn’t be much use in cleaning the floor. I also knew the real reason he had given them to me: so he could look...

I catch sight of Janice. Her eyes are so full of excitement that I half expect her to jump up and down. This is something she’ll never forget, I tell myself. As an old lady...

Love is the best drug, bar none.

You’ve got an awfully kissable mouth.

The thing I never understood about love is that it can’t be quelled, like lust can. With love, if you follow its call, if you give in to it, it just gets worse. The more...

he dared to explore her withered neck w/his fingertips…her hips w/their decaying bones, her thighs with their aging veins.

The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us the less taste we shall have for the destruction of our race. Wonder and humility are wholesome...

As she uttered the words of the prayer, she glanced up at him as if he were God Himself. He watched her with growing pleasure. In front of him was kneeling the directress, being humiliated...

The price the Virgin demanded was purity, and the way the educators of Catholic children have interpreted this for nearly two thousand years is sexual chastity. Impurity, we were taught, follows from many sins, but...

The therapist, he thought, and it bothered him a lot more than it should have. After all, he had nothing permanent with Sophie. He just needed to touch her on a semiregular basis or he...

His strength for your weakness! His wisdom for your folly! His drive for your drift! His grace for your greed! His love for your lust! His peace for your problems! His joy for your sorrow!...

When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off;you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy.…People fancy they are enjoying themselves,but they are really tearing out their wingsfor the sake of an illusion.

All I have ever wanted, needed, dreamed and desired is contained within you.

You look beautiful and fuckable

I am Angel. I am demon. I am woman. I am heaven and hell rolled into one.Kiss me passionately, let me taste your desire, feed my soul and your heaven becomes mine…Beget a maelstrom, feel...

There are greater things than want and lust, Nerissa,” he whispered. “I can’t afford those things.

I still couldn’t banish the image of the Quetzal Flower. In my mind, it merged with that of Priestess Eleuia: everything a man could desire or aspire to, a woman who would suck the marrow...

People wait around too long for love. I’m happy with all of my lusts!

Jesus does not impose intolerable restrictions on his disciples, he does not forbid them to look at anything, but bids them look on him. If they do that he knows that their gaze will always...

Excuse me,’ I said cheerily. ‘Is the job still going?’ I pointed to the notice.‘Of course,’ he said, looking back at me with a warm smile. I think he was as hopeful as I was...

Worte entfremden. Sprache ist kein Medium für Begehren. Begehren ist Hingerissensein, nicht Austausch. Nur dadurch, dass die Sprache das Begehrte entfremdet, beherrscht sie es.

Your love is most generous.You can love, perhaps for a yeara month, a day, even for an hour but after your soul suffers from boredom requiring an audience a grand standing ovation for all to...

Lust, I suspect, wears repatent stilettos, that feather boa and not much else. Maybe glossy red lipstick.

Life is all about love. Everything — hate, lust, money, power, death, birth — it all stems from love. If life were put in a giant pot and boiled like a piece of chicken, all...

Late-Flowering LustMy head is bald, my breath is bad,Unshaven is my chin,I have not now the joys I hadWhen I was young in sin.I run my fingers down your dressWith brandy-certain aimAnd you respond to...

I was completely and irrevocably in lust; which tends to make a person impassive to others’ pain. Love makes us compassionate. Lust makes us deaf to all but the lover.