The last few strokes filled me with searing heat, electric pulses surging through my body and my soul, as our orgasms burst forth together, a million nerve endings suddenly flashing like twin rockets exploding fireworks,...

If only mankind could hold its own fertility in awe, which is one and the same whether it manifests itself in the spirit or in the flesh. For creativity in the spirit has its origins...

Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don’t want it if it’s that easy

Who do you have to sleep with to get laid in this town?

Geniuses and supergeniuses always make their own rules about sex as on everything else; they do not accept the monkey customs of their lessers.

She hadn’t known that the ability to make pancakes from scratch made a man brutally hot. Now she did.

Love making is much more than physical expression, it is a soulful dance of sensual wonder and euphoric amazement.

Kiss someone like kissing is the only way you have to communicate. There is no conversation. There is no sex. There are only two sets of lips that are ravenous to be recognized and treasured.

Then, for no reason I could tell you, I tossed the spool again, even though Elaine had asked me not to. Maybe only because, in a way, him chasing a spool was like old people...

He copulated with a number of girls, but copulation was not the joy it ought to be. It was a mere relief of need, like evacuating, and he felt ashamed of it afterward because it...

Finally, Beth said, “I thought you already were a couple.””No. We were having sex.

I am not looking for a “perfect” man. Only one who matches me on an emotional, spiritual, sexual, and intellectual level.

More than that, the thought rattled uncomfortably in my child brain that I would one day become one of them. My body then was sexless. Though I had seen the curves of adults, I couldn’t...

We took off our clothes, and we were basically in a sphere of love and light and warmth, and the rest of the world disappeared. It was better than I ever could have dreamed, it...

Religion is probably, after sex, the second oldest resource which human beings have available to them for blowing their mind.

Today I will masterbate!Okay, that was a mistake. I should have written “Today I will masterbate–if I want to!

Finally when he climbed below deck after dark, wondering where his dinner was, perhaps with a storm come up and rough seas and blinding rains, I’d sulk and lure him into the warm and steamy...

Haven’t I? – he thought. Haven’t I thought of it since the first time I saw you? Haven’t I thought of nothing else for two years? …He sat motionless, looking at her. He heard the...

He had violent passions, and on occasion desire seized his body so that he was driven to an orgy of lust, but he hated the instincts that robbed him of his self-possession. I think, even,...

Okay,” i said. “If i can not find anybody to have sex, i call you.”He smiled. “When you’ll find out you have not anybody to love, you’ll call.

There’s something sexy about a naked woman gritting her teeth in pain, even when it shouldn’t be sexy.

Voi donne usate il sesso solo per due motivi. O perché siete innamorate del vostro partner, o perché volete dimenticare un altro partner.

Music is much like fucking, but some composers can’t climax and others climax too often, leaving themselves and the listener jaded and spent.

He kept one eye on Matt as he talked. He could tell Matt was close to orgasm by the way he title his head to the side and bit his lower lip. “And what about...

Go take a shower, you smell like good sex and unnecessary regret.

What is life without this? which was why, in the end, it was I, and not her, who blurted out, not once, but many, many times, You’ll kill me if you stop, you’ll kill me...

Sex is always about emotions. Good sex is about free emotions; bad sex is about blocked emotions.

Just the minute another person is drawn into some one’s life, there begin to arise undreamed-of complexities, and from such a simple beginning as sexual desire we find built up such alarming yet familiar phenomena...

Coveralls,” I reply, and I know I’m no longer screening what’s coming out of my mouth.He raises a eyebrow, amused yet again. “You wouldn’t want to ruin your clothing.” I gesture vaguely in the direction...

So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness...

I thought to myself how we were so wrapped up in this animal act, that he couldn’t care less about his tea shop business, and I couldn’t care less about my job. That’s real sex...

Ask yourself something. Have you ever thought about why guys want you gone the next day? It’s not because they’ve got things to do, though I’m sure there are a few assholes who think like...

Sadly, I have to admit, my timing sucks. Not the best – or most romantic – idea to tell your woman “I love you” for the first time whilst impaling the crap out of her.

It was my uncle who taught me about the birds and the bees. He sat me down one day and said, ‘Remember this, George, the birds fuck the bees.’ Then he told me he once...

Ohyeah. If Gus calls, just tell him I was balls-deep in your ass and that I’mon my way now.

Sex pretty much cures everything.

I water fake plants, because I’m growing a garden of fake mustaches. Lest no man (or woman) question my ability as a lover.

It’s not true I walk around naked most of the time. I always keeps red lipstick and stilettos on.

But sex…that was the opposite of control. There were emotions, and attraction, and that pesky other person that just had to be involved. Not my idea of fun.

But you don’t fuck me cold-heartedly,’ she protested.’I don’t want to fuck you at all.’Lady Chatterly’s Lover

If one wanted to depict the whole thing graphically, every episode, with its climax, would require a three-dimensional, or, rather, no model: every experience is unrepeatable. What makes lovemaking and reading resemble each other most...

I once saw two rocks having sex, and I just shook my head because how stupid are those rocks? Don’t they know life only comes from life? Still, I voted for the rock on the...

Like a statue, I’m hairless. Also like a statue, I have hair. Let’s make love like a dandelion goes bald in the breeze.

When sex and money are fused in the service of exploitation, the two create an even more destructive form of rage of a type often exhibited in narcissistic and potentially psychopathic populations.

And the next morning, after a night of passionate sex, I said those three little words I knew she’d been waiting to hear: woman, I’m hungry.

For men, money, like sex, is something that nearly everybody wants more of, and unless you are famous or influential, you probably have to work hard to get any.

There’s only one way you can appreciate me in the bedroom—call my wife and get permission for me.

I’ve decided I like making love on rainy days. Ever since she asked me to wear a raincoat.

I enjoy breakfast in bed. But not while I am sleeping, because that’s when I’m making love.

She has a body for years, and I have an astronaut tan. When we make love it will be like (x + 2)(2x -1) = 0, solve for x.