Apparently, the easiest way to overcome any awkwardness of speaking about sex is to sterilize it and outsource it to the professionals.

She loved this man. This wonderful, respectiful, willful man. And she couldn’t even tell him.

…, and sometimes there’s just no point in arguing with him. “Yeah, okay ‘me, Jeff, and Evan, sitting in a tree…'”Chris claps his hands triumphantly. “That’s right, baby!” Than a more serious expression comes across...

Y’look like someone told you they’d stopped making lube.

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls...

She liked this. Liked the closeness. With lover’s she’d taken in the past, things had been short and sweet. She certainly hadn’t stuck about to snuggle in case they started to get ideas, not after...

Do you know a Psychopath?You do not know me; but after reading my memoir you will know me a little better and you will have had the experience of safely getting into the mind and...

You have a travel vibrator, so I assume you call this one your house vibrator. Store one in your dashboard for a car vibrator too? What about your desk at work? And do they each...

Dude—why the fuck are you talking like that?” Not good.

Sex doesn’t satisfy for a lifetime, the more you have it, the more you want it. And the more you have it, the more you die out.

You know, I’m not even sure how we ended up living together.””I am,” Jake said, turning back to the lake. “Sex. It’s a powerful force, my boy, and women use it.””Is that why you gave...

All I want is some man to take delight in me. 5:30? 6:30 A.M. as usual, no cigs. Better a maudlin drunk than a sterile one. My pimples are more like small boils; I have...

When you’re talking loud enough to wake the dead?” She swore she could feel steam coming out her ears.

At the Sex Institute in Bloomington, Indiana, they were a phenomenal help, too. We went out there for a few days, and they gave us access to materials. And the biographies, there are four or...

Sex is an act of pleasure and an expression of love. How better to communicate one’s deepest feelings than without the clumsy use of words? — André Chevalier

Cupid and Bacchus my saints are,May drink and love still reign,With wine I wash away my cares,And then to cunt again.

If one does not make an ego out of gender, one would still know whether one is a man or a woman, gay, straight, bisexual, transgender—whatever else we may think of. But those identities need...

It’s like an itch, isn’t it? You can feel it in your throat. You want to scream for me.

I couldn’t tell anyone how I felt because I knew they wouldn’t understand. Oh, poor little Christina, falling for the bad man who treats her like dirt because she didn’t know any better. And isn’t...

Prostitutes are paid for taking their clothes off. Celebrities are paid for putting others’ clothes on.

A little playful banter never hurt — or did it? – Emma

The idea that boys want to sleep with their mothers strikes most men as the silliest thing they have ever heard. Obviously, it did not seem so to Freud, who wrote that as a boy...

Sex in our time is no longer a physical distinction.

We watched some of the movie. It was shocking. Sex is apparently hard labor. Various persons supported crushing weights in agonizing positions for what seemed like endless blocks of time. Exhausted men grunted and toiled...

This morning could have been perfect. The cruel truth is they have never been. Give us loneliness or give us death.

To her you’re just a play thing; she’ll make you out to be a king, then she’ll set fire to your throne.

If you can’t have frank and honest discussions with your partner about sex, you’d better be damn good with your hands.

You love that, don’t you?” I growled. “Being hammered by my cock… you must think you’re in… fucking… heaven.”Punctuation by cock thrust – the very best kind.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

Sometimes we can’t see the relevance of Jesus Christ until we become dissatisfied with the world and realise that there must be more to life than working 9 to 5, buying and accumulating expensive ‘things’and...

Sculpt my body into what you see in your mind … into what you desire. Paint me with marks, bruises and bites. Please, Damon, do whatever you crave … what you need to keep only...

It was the tyrannical, slightly stupid thing you say after you’ve made love.

[W]hat we also see in sex is a kind of submissiveness. But not a kind of submissiveness which is simply ‘do what you like, I’m just here for you’, but it…is, or can be, very...

Sex can lead to nasty things like herpes, gonorrhea, and something called relationships.

I was about thirteen when I started letting boys feel me up.

-the ethereal, fine-nerved, sensitive girl, quite unfitted by temperament and instinct to fulfil the conditions of the matrimonial relation with Phillotson, possibly with scarce any man…

It was like he’d sprung fully-formed from my eighteen-year-old fantasies, the hot History teacher who just couldn’t help himself.

A troupe learns to play like we all learn to screw, stumbling and jostling until everything’s finally in the right place.

Now as I stood on the roof of my house, taking in this unexpected view, it struck me how rather glorious it was that in two thousand years of human activity the only thing that...

Cara, in the lead, came to a halt beside them, looking from one to the other. “Still with the clothes, Lord Rahl?

,Qué queréis, buen caballero? -Quiero.

Sex is like God, really. I know they’re both important, but if I think about them too much my head hurts.” -The Best Kept Secret

Remember, sex is like a Chinese dinner. It ain’t over ’til you both get your cookie.

Smartass Disciple: Master, what do say about the truth itself ?Master of Stupidity: Like sex, no fun anymore if all is revealed.

The earlier, the more fun. Why put it off? It’s the atomic age!

I think it’s better to be comfortable in your skin than to be miserable being who you are. Sure, the meth is horrible. It ruins people from the inside out. It’s a waiting game —...

Transformational Fiction teaches how to assess, understand, and heal sexuality.

Her beauty must have been exhausting and not to mention troublesome. Glitter swiftly made it’s way into the vibrant strands that graced her lavish eyelashes. Each blink, each pressing moment, time seemed to have stopped...

¡Los ángeles del sexo! Son maravillosos precisamente por lo mucho que sorprenden, por lo mucho que cambian. Tú por ejemplo, con tu aspecto de que nunca te han tocado, puedo imaginarte mordiendo y arañando. Estoy...

I melted and I’m just coming back into myself.