sex

Writing is like a mental masturbation to me.

Compared with lesbians, gays seem to be more unapologetic about their sexual orientation. The former must not have balls.

Be optimistic. Always put on clean underwear if you're going on a date.

I always wondered why I didn't try to seduce you, since you're so good-looking, more appealing than any woman.

I have a bad habit of dropping verbal pellets to get a reaction, like Ursula LeGuin__ __ novelist__ business is lying_ (that particular one got a lot of attention on Facebook), or, __hy is it that Christians hate the word __ex_?

Having the thought of you being with someone else is like a knife twisting in my dark soul

Porn is now so deeply embedded in our culture that it has become synonymous with sex to such a point that to criticize porn is to get slapped with the label anti-sex._But what if you are a feminist who is pro-sex in the real sense of the word, pro that wonderful, fun, and deliciously creative force that bathes the body in delight and pleasure, and what you are actually against is porn sex? A kind of sex that is debased, dehumanized, formulaic, and generic, a kind of sex not based on individual fantasy, play, or imagination, but one that is the result of an industrial product created by those who get excited not by bodily contact but by market penetration and profits? Where, then, do you fit in the pro-sex, anti-sex dichotomy when pro-porn equals pro-sex?

To a man who was required to marry before he was allowed to have sex with his lover, marriage is a __ighteous_ form of prostitution.

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

It's simple: Women who pick at their food hate sex. Women who suck the meat off of lobster claws, order (and finish) dessert- these are the women who are going to rip your clothes off and come back for seconds.

The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.

For the duration of his erection: To a horny man, all women are the most beautiful woman in the world.

Just the minute another person is drawn into some one's life, there begin to arise undreamed-of complexities, and from such a simple beginning as sexual desire we find built up such alarming yet familiar phenomena as fetes, divertissements, telephone conversations, arrangements, plans, sacrifices, train arrivals, meetings, appointments, tardiness, delays, marriages, dinners, small pets and animals, calumny, children, music lessons, yellow shades for the windows, evasions, lethargy, cigarettes, candies, repetition of stories and anecdotes, infidelity, ineptitude, incompatibility, bronchial trouble, and many others, all of which are entirely foreign to the original urge and way off the subject.

I'm sorry," he muttered. "If I... uh, hurt your feelings or something." She glared at him. "I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated." His head snapped back on his spine. Well... then. Okaaaaay.

She was falling apart beneath my hands, and I was falling apart beneath her. My power was her power, and together, we sent each other soaring.

The most unfair thing about sex is that men are almost always guaranteed an orgasm.

You think I'm gorgeous?___hen I look at you, all I can think about are the the different ways I'd like to fuck you.___o that's a yes then?_ she said shyly.__o, darlin. It's an I-hope-you-weren't-planning-on-sleeping-alone-tonight.

A Dom never takes away. He only builds.