I wish,” I said. “I could save orgasms in a jar for when I need them, because I think I have a few extra.

Watch as the American mother protects her young ones from dangerous influences.

Sex was lovely. Sex was sublime. Sex was flesh and cock and suck and fuck and come. This night sex was starlight. Sex was oxygen. Sex was us, and we were beautiful, beautiful and perfect...

So have I,” he said.

Since the experience is different for each individual, the tension will reflect that experience. In some persons the whole lower half of the body is relatively immobilized and held in a passive state; in others...

When you are secure in yourself, know what turns you on, and enjoy watching your partner watch you experience sexual pleasure, you have a highly novel relationship grounded in love. The experience of seeing and...

This was the move that was supposed to sweep me away. She seemed a little out of practice. I guess life with Charley Royce hadn’t exactly been the third reel of The English Patient. It...

If a man doesn’t know how to dance he doesn’t know how to make love, there I said it!

Just because the sexes are equal doesn’t mean that sex is.

Kama unataka kuijua vizuri historia ya mwanamke hasa mwanamke unayetaka kuoana naye, usifanye naye mapenzi kwa miezi sita angalau. Ukifanya naye mapenzi kwa miezi sita au zaidi, au ndani ya miezi sita, halafu akakuchanganya kimapenzi,...

No matter where you go, there you are!

He closed the door behind us, and led me through to the back of the shop. ‘If you don’t mind, you can get changed in the stock cupboard,’ he said. ‘We’re not posh enough here...

A frequent exchange of text messages is not a relationship. It’s not even a pen-pal.

She explained to me later that she must have been possessed by a subconscious desire to be raped. Well she found me in the mountains and she was raped – by me.

Everyone knows that the Internet is changing our lives, mostly because someone in the media has uttered that exact phrase every single day since 1993. However, it certainly appears that the main thing the Internet...

I had always dreamed of being a professional escort but never thought that there was any real money in it.

good girls go to heaven and bad girls go everywhere

I bet she likes it hard, from behind, probably likes to get spanked too. I mean, just look at her, she has a serious come-fuck-me-face.

Yeah, I had an argument with a vacuum cleaner hose, it wanted me to it a blowjob, but I refused so it took offence. It claimed I blew everyone else’s attachment and it wasn’t fair.

I’ll drink your champagne. I’ll drink every drop of it, I don’t care if it kills me.

The only sheets I’ll ever long for are my own.

In the end, there wasn’t a right thing to say, only a right thing to do. So I sat further up on the bed and put my hand on Manuelle’s cheek and our mouths did...

This was going to be difficult, because he enjoyed women, but all the ones he has known seemed to be sent as secret assassins on a mission to destroy his pride and ability.

As always, imagine how great the press corps would be if it devoted 1/1000th the energy to dissecting non-sex political wrongdoing

I made love to a woman who didn’t exist, and I can’t remember how it didn’t feel. It amazes me how often I think about not thinking about it.

She looked so sexy with her sixteen cats that I just had to swipe right, but when she messaged me first quoting Monty Python, I knew it was Tinder love. Maybe on the first date...

Having sex on a motorcycle wouldn’t only be exciting, it’d be dangerous. What if while we were parked we got broadsided by a speeding bicycle?

We made love like water makes life, and thinking about it makes me so horny I’m thirsty. My cup runneth over, but if I want to play, I have to protect myself with a jockstrap.

they’ll match the lemonade.” I make love like an Arnold Palmer, but not like Arnold Palmer.

A vagina is not like a car door, no matter how hard you slam it. That’s why I prefer to drive Jeeps.

I peel cats like I pet oranges. And I often snuggle with watermelons, sometimes with the intent of making love.

When I heard footsteps and saw nobody, I knew I was seeing a ghost. Seeing the invisible is like dreaming about drinking coffee to wake up, and that’s why I’ve never made love in the...

I make sleep like I make love, only with more energy and excitement.

Actually I was hoping for an on-all-fours sort of thing.

My father was a man, and I know the sex pretty well.

I really want you,” I’m not sure we would have gone quite as far as we did. But I loved the notion that the night was mine to spend, and I immediately decided to spend...

El sexo es el consuelo que uno tiene cuando no le alcanza el amor

Women enjoy sex as much as men…if they were totally satisfied in sexual encounters, they would welcome them.

Suzanne had totally forgotten about their court date since she’d been a little busy having tons of condom-free sex with Ryder, planning Nikki’s wedding, and forming a placenta.

All right, he thought, okay; if thats the way it is; a savagery of anger in him now at the picture. They call them “pin-up girls” and think its cute how “our boys,” now that...

Sex lies at the root of life, and we can never learn to reverence life until we know how to understand sex.

Finally, when all was said and done, the certainty (so often experienced, yet always new) that female charms, the kind that inflame the senses, are no more than kitchen smells: they tease you when you’re...

Without freedom of sex; all freedoms are temporary.

Susan hardly had begun to slow down when Tera appeared from between a couple of buildings and loped over to the car. I leaned forward, opened the door, and she got into the backseat. I...

Well, you finally got me,” Helen had whispered to him, tearfully, but Garp had sprawled there, on his back on the wrestling mat, wondering who had gotten whom.

We couldn’t actually just come out and say we had sex with Kate Moss. We have to make it subliminal. It’s amazing how much you remember after you sober up.

At a pool party, with everybody around, a guy and I had sex in the pool, but nobody knew it.

This is the sixty-nine,” I told him, presenting the magazine in front of him. I put my fingers — two of them — on the action, so that he would not overlook it. “Why is...

A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she’s a tramp.

As if all that weren’t enough, factor in the whole tedious millenial saga of female virtue, modesty, shame, repression, male ineptitude…in short, a cruel combo of anatomical inheritance and sexual inhibition for the gal set;...