After making love there is nothing like making love, slowly, idly, like walking without a destination, or swimming in a warm sea.

Sex is about physical attraction, yes, but it’s also about trust. I don’t trust you. You’re completely self-absorbed and egoistic. You offer nothing I want.

Dove held out a hand to Johnson, and he took it—not because they were fleeing a fire and not because she was holding a million dollars. He took her hand to wrap his fingers around...

On our first date, you should wear a maternity dress, because I’m going to try to impregnate you.

I make love like a flamethrower would make a good ice machine. But that’s OK, because I like ice water.

There’s a beautiful woman here for you who wants to have sex. -Tell her I’m married. Then tell her I’ll be there as soon as I can.

Susan B. Anthony. Also, Susan be Anthony, now that she had a sex change.

Boggling”. Making love to me is mind boggling.

I want to create vagina-scented scratch and sniff stickers. You know, for lovers. They’d be dispensed in vending machines in YMCA locker rooms.

I make love like Jello-O is liquid. And I masturbate like Jell-O is solid. I’m tired of sex with blow up dolls.

Her vagina feels like home, while her sister’s vagina feels like a hotel room. I should ask for a late checkout.

I’m a sex lover and fan of family reunions. Those two things are unrelated, just as all my sex partners are unrelated (at least to me).

Currents of cigarette fumes wafted through what passed for air. Attractive young women in bright-hued gowns glided through the streams of smoke, like tropical fish in an aquarium. Detecting the white uniforms and leathery faces,...

Maybe love was a myth anyhow, a brew of hormones and fantasy, evolution’s way of getting men and women together long enough for them to procreate,back in the day when girls got pregnant at twelve,...

Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations.

We men are the slaves of prejudice,’ he had once said to her. ‘But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will...

Sex × Technology = the Future.

I needed to get familiar with sex, and it would be just as well to practise first with a boy I didn’t care about too much. Then later on, if I was with someone special,...

The only thing more difficult than persuading someone else to start having sex with you is persuading yourself to stop.

And for a price, I will pretend absolutely nothing.

Sex and “sexual orientation” are being shoved at kids everywhere. It was not this way in past decades, and I believe this is another cause of more stress in kids.

The only thing we don’t have a god for is premature ejaculation… but I hear that it’s coming quickly.

Not many people know what their parents sound like having sex. It was noisy.

He kissed him like a man starved, thrusting his tongue past his parted lips and drowning himself in the taste and feel of Paul after three weeks without him.

Never fuck anyone you wouldn’t want to be.

That top,” he said when he dipped his face close, and I realized his voice sounded funny. It was intense but it was also hoarse like when we were fooling around and I understood why...

[About sex]: If we’re not intentional about pursuing God’s best for our marriages, and grasping the tremendous role intimacy plays in that relationship, what was intended to be deeply enjoyed – a passionate, life-giving love...

I’ve never had sex,” repeated Artemis. “Never wanted to.” It was her turn not to look at him as she spoke. “Not with a man or with a woman, or with an animal, though my...

A smart girl leaves before she is left

You can’t even put your arm around me without tripping up.

Ordinarily, her love affairs are entered into skittishly, sometimes reluctantly. She doesn’t dive into bed but flutters in like a wayward moth.

Don’t ever think you’re better than a drug addict, because your brain works the same as theirs. You have the same circuits. And drugs would affect your brain in the same way it affects theirs....

Baby, you realize this song is about Trey’s dead dog, don’t you?

A man’s love for a woman is not defined by his availability in bed, but by every ingredient he adds to improve the taste of the relationship.

Leonora is the grownups’ version of Cinderella. She doesn’t take crap from any ugly stepsisters. She doesn’t sit indoors waiting to be rescued by prince charming. Oh, no, she rescues prince charming, Florestan, who’s locked...

Making women the sexual gatekeepers and telling men they just can’t help themselves not only drives home the point that women’s sexuality is unnatural, but also sets up a disturbing dynamic in which women are...

The city was new again, and newly dangerous, and I would walk the streets quickly, eyes averted from those of passersby, like a spy in the employ of lust and happiness, carrying the secret deep...

I bought a packet of Trojan® Ultra Pleasure Extra Sensitive condoms: ‘No. 1 in AMERICA’. They smell nothing like a positive first sexual experience.

Taxi-drivers in Frankfurt are said to dislike the annual Book Fair because literary folk, instead of being shuttled to prostitutes like respectable members of other convening professions, prefer to stay in their hotels and fuck...

A bachelor, a studio, those were the names for that kind of apartment. Separate entrance it would say in the ads, and that meant you could have sex, unobserved.

We are no guiltier in following the primative impulses that govern us than is the Nile for her floods or the sea for her waves.

The villains were always ugly in books and movies. Necessarily so, it seemed. Because if they were attractive—if their looks matched their charm and their cunning—they wouldn’t only be dangerous.They would be irresistible.

Death is one lover who cannot be spurned.

Man cannot be homophobic without having concerned himself with another’s sex life.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and bit her bottom lip. I found it to be such an erotic gesture that it aroused me. My eyes began making love to her in...

His anger was still there, and he used it to break into her. He liked the way her eyes widened in alarm, as if he was forcing a lock, as if he was breaking and...

She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the unexaggerated shifting of her hip entrancing as a fire. The arch of her bare foot said more of sex...

Well, I’d have more zing with George Clooney and Harrison Ford in a threesome, but neither of us are going to get that wish.

In general I strive for greatness and rational achievement, but I admit to you I’ve a terrible fondness for women, a tendency towards drunkenness, and a weakness for the fumes of the poppy—opium and other...

I read the title from the cover. ‘ ‘The joy of… crap.’ ‘ I read the rest of the full title of the thick, nondescript volume to myself and felt myself redden.Noah turned over on...