I’ve never had vanilla sex before. There’s a lot to be said for it. But then, maybe it’s because it’s with you.

I make love like a snake disguised as an elephant and a donkey. But I mustn’t talk about sexual congress and Congress simultaneously.

There we were, filled with pure animal need, as he pinned me to the wooden table, and cruelly whipped my naked bottom; the two of us sweaty and panting, me screaming, him grunting, our primal...

An internet phenom named Laciis quite intelligent and yet, racyIf you think you’re well readJust give her your headSexy facts can, in fact, be quite tasty

People have sex, even the religious ones. Yet, when sex is transferred into words, suddenly it’s dirty, vulgar, immoral, trashy. Funny huh?

Possibilities…in the closet…itching…to break out…but afraid of…the fallout

jinn . . . occupy bodies which are in a liminal state . . . when consciousness is a sheet of copper beaten down, mirroring only the moment

The tiny space, the toilet, two hundred strangers just a few inches away, it’s so exciting, the lack of room to maneuver, it helps if you’re double-jointed. Use your imagination. Some creativity and a few...

Understand that sexuality is as wide as the sea. Understand that your morality is not law. Understand that we are you. Understand that if we decide to have sex whether safe, safer, or unsafe, it...

Be good to people only if you like anal sex. That’s how kind people are.

I once made love to a taco shell stuffed with rancid meat and watery tomato bits. It was the best sex I’ve ever served to an unsuspecting customer.

I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick?

DuendeI can’t remember her name.It’s not as though I’ve been in bedwith that many women.The truth is I can’t even rememberher face. I kind of know how strongher thighs were, and her beauty.But what I...

I had a dream about you. You wanted to go for a walk, and I wanted to start a parade. I suggested we team up, but you said you’d rather have sex with a cactus....

Me,” he said.

I’m the Director of Redundancy. I’m also the Director. I make love like I make love, and that is why I am the Director of Redundancy.

With sex, I’d recommend practicing a lot. But remember, have fun with it. After all, you do want to get your money’s worth.

If I were a hermaphrodite, and someone told me to go fuck myself, I’d reply, “Why thank you. I think I will!

I make love with the accuracy of Joe Montana, and from a distance of up to 100 yards.

Me mating with a midget is like a skyscraper having sex with a cathedral. But still I’d like to try. Just not while mass is in session.

It was a dumb mistake, sleeping with her, and I learned from the experience. Still, I’d gladly make the same mistake tonight if she calls.

When I masturbate, I pump my hand so fast it’s like a hummingbird blur. But I make love like the anti-hummingbird. In fact, in bed I’m so slow with my love making it’s almost indistinguishable...

Due to unfavorable weather (or, rather, favorable), we couldn’t make love in the rain. So instead we had sex in the shower, despite grandpa taking a bath in it.

My bark has meow, and in bed I’m in the moment like instant coffee. Do you prefer cream or sugar in your orgasms?

I’m sexually attracted to statues made out of decomposing food. Is it normal to be hungry during intercourse?

I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit.

I wonder, though… what would it be like? To be that close to a boy and have him see all of you, no holding back. Would it be scary only for a second or two,...

He stabbed into her, driving deeply, repeatedly, iron-hard and demanding. She welcomed the piercing pleasure of his urgency, opening her legs wider, pushing her skirts away and wrapping her legs about him. His thrusts pushed...

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

From an interview with Susie Bright:SB: You were recently reviewed by the New York Times. How do you think the mainstream media regards sex museums, schools and cultural centers these days? What’s their spin versus...

Someone this gorgeous should be on display in a museum.

YesIsaidyesyesyesyesyes…YesIsaidyes! andagainyesyesyes — Molly Bloom

I couldn’t care less about sex unless I meet someone who I think is wonderful.

After an Indian meal they went back to Jamie’s flat and Tony did at least two things to him on the sofa that no one had ever done to him before then came back and...

Any sex outside of the marriage bond between a man and a woman is violating God’s law.

Faccio solo finta di essere sfacciata. In realtà me la faccio addosso dalla paura. Questa cena fuori mi rende confusa. Non so se voglio davvero una storia lunga, o solo una scopata veloce. E tu?

In order to butterfly kiss, does it require caterpillar lips?

We can’t ignore right-wing demagogues who insist that the word of the doctor who proclaims a child’s sex at birth somehow holds more sway over the reality of the body than the word of the...

He’s a steamroller in my life and I like to be laid out flat. I like his hands on my chest, pushing me down whenever my back turns to the span of a bridge. His...

He slides himself inside her, her heart is bursting. The pithy organic organ can’t hold all that she feels for this man. When she reaches her peak, her brain supernovas, a small, perfect death.

If you had a daily printout from the brain of an average twenty-four-year-old male, it would probably go like this: sex, need coffee, sex, traffic, sex, sex, what an asshole, sex, ham sandwich, sex, sex,...

Virgin suicideWhat was that she cried?No use in stayin’On this holocaust rideShe gave me her cherryShe’s my virgin suicide

Now? I’m just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.

I looked down, unable to meet the intensity in Nat’s eyes. Tonight, my crush for Nat had moved beyond a crush. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and the more we clashed, the more we...

And I do, god, how I do love playing live, it’s the most primal form of energy release you can share with other people besides having sex or taking drugs. So if you see a...

Tied up a lot of women, have you?” He raised one eyebrow, whatever that meant. “A bit odd, are you?” She was being sarcastic, trying to taunt him into a sense of guilt. While perhaps...

Man is neither an angel nor a demon. Man is what his lover loves.

Man has imagined a heaven, and has left entirely out of it the supremest of all his delights…sexual intercourse!…His heaven is like himself: strange, interesting, astonishing, grotesque. I give you my word, it has not...

She has black underwear. That means she wants to have sex some day’

Louis-Cesare. It’s good to finally have you in hand.