Walking out with the people, I didn’t know which was more exciting, the air race, the parachute jump that failed, or the cunt.

It wasn’t so much all the sex that robbed me of my moral bearings, but all the narcotics. I must say, there’s something about opium that goes very well with lesbianism.

Love making can produce a child, sex can produce pregnancy

And so the twins had remained virgins. Julia and Valentina watched all of their high school and college friends disappear one by one into the adult world of sex, until they were the only people...

Hell, everybody is a masochist. Some of us are just a little more private.

A man’s body is like a circus. You can swing off his trapeze arms, lay your head on thighs like fresh-blown balloons while his cock performs tricks, soft to hard, a burst like a cannon...

In those years I did not care to enjoy sex, only to have it. That is what seeing Alex again on Fifth Avenue brought back to me – a youth of fascinated, passionless copulation. There...

Love is a banana. First you peel it, and then you roll on the condom.

The thought went through my mind that we should film ourselves in our sexual act, and project our frenzied copulation permanently onto the walls of the tea-room, as a lesson to wake up the boring...

Swifts, on a fine morning in May, flying this way, that way, sailing around at a great hight, perfectly happily. Then, one leaps onto the back of another, grasps tightly and forgetting to fly they...

When I attained a certain advanced intimacy with a man, and I don’t just mean sex, I married him.

I’ll Stay…leave…me….I’ll…follow…you.

Lying flat against the tile of the kitchen floor listening to someone else have sex is essentially my early twenties in a nutshell.

What good is it if they miss your face but not your mind?

Hugh and I have been together for so long that in order to arouse extraordinary passion, we need to engage in physical combat. Once, he hit me on the back of the head with a...

Ever thought, that the only thing a man can do for ten/twelve hours a day is work.He can’t eat for ten hours; he can’t drink for ten hours; he can’t make love for ten hours.The...

Holy shit, you’re so big.”He wasn’t a conceited ass when it came to his dick, but it wasn’t the first time he’d heard a woman say that. However, coming from Lucie, he suddenly felt like...

An important aspect of the ebbing of sex was that other things became interesting. Sex obliterates the individuality of young women more often than it does that of young men, because so much more of...

When I was young and had no senseIn far-off MandalayI lost my heart to a Burmese girlAs lovely as the day.Her skin was gold, her hair was jet,her teeth were ivory;I said, “For twenty silver...

It was at times like this that one of those waves of bestiality ran through the mine, the sudden lust of the male that came over a miner when he met one of these girls...

No thanks. I think I’ll catch a cab.” Well, you did catch a cab, and then you caught syphilis.

Can you tell by where my eyes are looking what I’m thinking? Hint: I’m staring directly at your vagina.

I make love like a lump of cold oatmeal. I apologize if that mental image excites you and makes you hunger for me.

I’ll never forget my time with her. The two of us made love like three lawn chairs—the kind that fold up.

I’m as efficient as a fish ant, I’m as mythical as a productive government employee, and I’m the kind of lover your mother would approve of. Ask her—she’ll tell you how good I am in...

I make love sensually, and without the aid of a fancy recipe. I just open the box, add water, stir a bit, and pop it in the oven.

We had sex by the fireplace. I remember because my waxy nipples started dripping on the carpet.

I know sex sells. I also know gametes are sex cells. Her and I had chemistry together, and that’s just biology.

Will work for food. Will work for sex. Will work for the weekend, but I won’t work five consecutive days for it.

Pregnant women need dick too. And I’m here to sell it to them. I charge by the inch and by the hour.

That’s what Jamie didn’t understand: it was never just sex. Even the fastest, dirtiest, most impersonal screw was about more than sex. It was about connection. It was about looking at another human being and...

Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight are unimportant

Status: Naked. On bed. With boy. Systems overheating. Sudden doubts multiplying. Meltdown imminent.

How dull would it be to consume my meat with only one variety of sauce? My body and spirit would whither, being fed on such limited fare. To sample the delights of a great many...

Reiko set the ball on the ground and patted my knee. “Look,” she said, “I’m not telling you to stop sleeping with girls. If you’re O.K. with that, then it’s OK. It’s your life after...

I really think that writing about sex is writing about the mind.

Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is...

Please spend the night with me.

The Female Orgasm. The Big O. That elusive, reclusive Loch Ness of the labia. Does it prove the existence of God, or just His twisted sense of humor?

Remove God from the world of ideas. Remove government, politics from society. Keep sex, humor, utilities. Let private property go.

I think it takes some terrible or great event to fuse two people together without inhibition. Without heat or shock, it can’t be done. I believe that’s why sexual love, which needn’t be, is so...

The seductive power of sex and money is nothing compared to that of words.

The primary difference between sex and death is, with death there is no dress code

The spirits of the brain are directly connected to the testicles. This is why men who weary their imagination in books are less suitable for procreative functions…

I’d done it, I’d crossed the line between accepted behavior and behavior most of the population would consider a lynching offense, and that morning I felt as real as any of the men in the...

What did your mom say?””She said I better not be pregnant.”Janie snorts. “What the hell is wrong with our parents, anyway? Wait — you’re not, are you?” “Of course not! Sheesh, Janers! I may not...

As the world confronts the challenges of globalisation, theentertainment Industry and a web saturated with explicit sexualcontent, is increasingly making it difficult for young people to makeinformed decisions about sex

My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism.

Good sex is like good bridge. If you don’t have a good partner, you’d better have a good hand.

The faintest cry is then loosened from her in a lucid expression that does announce her bestirring itch for me. Over and under each other’s lips, we now find ourselves salivating in each other’s recalescent...