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But when we reduce sex to a function, we also invoke the idea of dysfunction. We are no longer talking about the art of sex; rather, we are talking about the mechanics of sex. Science has replaced religion as the authority; and science is a more formidable arbiter. Medicine knows how to scare even those who scoff at religion. Compared with a diagnosis, what's a mere sin? We used to moralize; today we normalize, and performance anxiety is the secular version of our old religious guilt.
— Esther Perel, Mating in Captivity: Reconciling the Erotic and the Domestic
Love is the means, but sex is the destination.
— M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS
Twice I'd come home as they were finishing, and, honestly, I cannot think of a lonelier sound on a Saturday night than one's roommate having a giant orgasm and then making an embarrassed sssh sound, realizing that maybe through her pleasure she'd heard the front door open and close.
— Aimee Bender, The Color Master: Stories
I prefer having sex with myself rather than with someone who wants something instead.
— M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS
the weekly thirty minutes of sexual stress was a chronic but low-grade discomfort, like the humidity in Florida
— Jonathan Franzen, Freedom
I think good conversation is really the best form of sex.
— Paul Russell, The Coming Storm
I stroke a finger over my own top button, undo it, then let my hand drop with an exaggerated sigh. "It's not quite the same," I declare, "ripping my own clothes off.
— Kate Tough, Head for the Edge, Keep Walking
You may be theoretically rich but practically poor.
— Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel
One thing more, Leon. You say that life is meaningless, but I believe it's life that's sacred. I talk about art and sex because they're the most intense life experiences I know, so I feel they must be sacred too. They let us experience the values we've chosen for our lives in one exquisite not of pleasure exactly but of oneness with all of existence and with our own personal relationship to it. Art says: "This is Life." Sex says: "This is Living.
— Alexandra York, Crosspoints: A Novel of Choice
One thing more, Leon. You say that life is meaningless, but I believe it's life that's sacred. I talk about art and sex because they're the most intense life experiences I know, so I feel they must be sacred too. They let us experience the values we've chosen for our lives in one exquisite moment not of pleasure exactly but of oneness with all of existence and with our own personal relationship to it. Art says: "This is Life." Sex says: "This is Living.
— Alexandra York, Crosspoints: A Novel of Choice
I believed in your love till the time I actually made it, felt like sex.
— Pushpa Rana, Just the Way I Feel
It gets worse. Josh tell her that he loves her. She says it back. He touches her. She touches him back. And then they're losing their virginity on the floor of her bedroom beside her pet rabbit, Isis. A rabbit.Josh literally lost his virginity in front of a metaphor for sex.
— Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After
No wonder people took sex so seriously, or not seriously enough at all. Sex addled your wits and stole your body. It was like being lost and found all at once.
— Kylie Scott, Lick
My sub doesn't pay for me,” he says, pulling me to my feet. “That just doesn't happen.”“But we ordered so much,” I say helpl
— Nenia Campbell, Bound to Accept
He tilted my chin up and I swear those lips are magic. Witchcraft. Sorcery. Whatever it is in those lips, it’s addictive. Unassailable. I had to have more. More of this feeling of being wanted.
— Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses
When it comes to sex: some men treat women as objects
—  some women treat objects as men.
Girls, watch out for the bad guys!...there are those capable of showering their resources on you just to dance on top of you, and finally destroy your good image and reputation.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
I drank from the crisp mountain stream, tasting filtered sky with a mossy undertone. I’ve never understood how being loved fully could change your entire perspective of the world. I only ever understood the wistfulness of it, and the longing and the frothy, violent bits. The mixed up, rained on parts. The escaped bits that smudge and bleed through. Slowly, I am coming to terms with how vulnerable I am to you, flat on my back like a submissive wolf pup. Daisy petals line your eyelashes, juice of a nectarine flavors your tongue. The side of your mouth twitches, hazy dreamscapes overtaking your mind while we bathe in the glorious autumn devastation.
— Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses
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.
— David Levithan, Every Day
Half of sex is the dreaming
— Sasha Grey, The Juliette Society
A paedophile is someone whose sexual attraction towards children their own age did not grow with them.
— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Cupid and Bacchus my saints are,May drink and love still reign,With wine I wash away my cares,And then to cunt again.
— John Wilmot, Poems
I remember taking an anthropology class in college and the professor was explaining that there is little 'sexual dimorphism' in humans. He meant that there are few outward, observable differences between makes and females. At the time I was confused, so I raised my hand. 'I feel like it's very easy to tell men and women apart,' I said.'That's due to culture,' he answered.
— Brandon Stanton, Humans of New York
For the most expensive way to realize an orgasm, men open their wallets. For the cheapest, they close their eyes.
— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Roman ignored her and took her ankles and flipped them purposefully, but because of her hands she could not turn all the way and ended up with her legs scissored unintuitively, and suddenly things were different. Ashley had heard girls tell stories of getting into situations and changing their minds as though this made them victims of what happened next, like that was how it worked, that you got so far and it switched off just like that and they were not themselves to blame for being little sluts and cock teases in the first place. But now she understood: it was not like that. Changing your mind was not the thing that happened at all, what changed was your body telling you what was right and what was wrong and before now she had never known the way things can just like that go all wrong.
— Brian McGreevy, Hemlock Grove
Sex is a form of exploration
—  it is asking questions and getting answer
One-night stands were invented to free men from worrying about the size of their penis. And to free women from worrying about the size of their stretch marks.
— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
I just thought I had to do it. You want this boy to like you, right? And he’s so solid, so sure of himself. He knows what he wants: you. Besides, maybe if he touches you, you’ll be real.
— George Ella Lyon, Holding on to Zoe
Just as trees bear their fruit before winter, just as bamboo grass produces its seeds just before it withers, sex is simply a struggle with death on the human level.
— Kōbō Abe, The Face of Another
Wow. I didn't think I'd ever see you like that."Cam trembled; he couldn't help it. He felt like his body was not his own. "Like what?""So..." Sasha seemed to search for the right word. "Involved, maybe? On-screen, you all seem kinda cold. I guess I figured you'd done it all before." Cam took a moment to gather himself. A phrase came to him, and he allowed himself a wry grin. "It's not the same. That's work, even if it's one of my friends. This is real sex.
— Garrett Leigh, Bones
For the first time she called it sex. With no time or desire to analyze her words, he shook off an unidentifiable hollow sensation forming in his middle.
— Kim Carmichael, Temporary
Were archaeologists really such a sex-starved lot as all that? Did pigs really sweat?
— Paul Russell, The Coming Storm
When I’d remember this night in weeks, months, or even years, it wouldn’t be the sex. Sex would fade and so would the need to be filled with him, but right now I felt him inscribe his soul around my chest, and the reminder would be there with every beat for as long as I lived.
— Rebecca Berto, Converge
There is nothing great about having sex or 'not having' sex.
— Daya Kudari
But the future is uncertain, and he can't get up enough enthusiasm even to masurbate.
— M.R. Carey, The Girl with All the Gifts
There are a lot of things in life other than having sex, but none of them worth wasting a minute.
— M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS
Sex is the great equalizer
— Sasha Grey, The Juliette Society
I’m 30, it’s Christmas, and I’m a writer without a job. I sit hereengulfed in a furious fit of frustration. My future unknown. Mynuts so small you could fit them in a gnat’s navel and have roomleft over for my brain.
— Josh Mitchell
A woman isn't a whore for wanting pleasure. If it were unnatural, we would not be born with such drives.
— Nenia Campbell, Bound to Accept
We spoke on the phone for the first time that morning. My back against the chest of drawers, my knees tucked under my 
— Lang Leav
Marriage is like a series of opposing reflections, inverse images getting ever smaller like nesting dolls, each one of your trying to squeeze yourself smaller to fit inside the hopes of the other, until one of you cracks or stops existing.
— Jacob M. Appel, The Biology of Luck
It doesn’t matter what you’ve got in your pants if there is nothing in your brain to connect it to.
— Paul Joannides, Guide to Getting It On!
I participate in BDSM, but I wasn't abused as a child. I don't hate women, or particularly enjoy hurting women. Sometimes I make them feel pain, but it's consensual, it serves a purpose—to get them off—and they can indicate that they wish me to stop at any time. I do like the power I get from total submission, and the trust that my partner puts in me to give me everything, from her mind to her body, while expecting nothing in return—except the understanding that I won't violate that trust.
— Nenia Campbell, Bound to Accept
It's only pre-marital sex if you plan on getting married.
— Craig Johnson, The Cold Dish
Life is more than great sex and a nice car.” “Well, yeah. But not a lot more.
— Jennifer Crusie, Strange Bedpersons
In my experience, the romance novels written about BDSM have about as much in common with actual BDSM relationships as a child playing with a jump rope.
— Nenia Campbell, Bound to Accept
No, this wasn’t just about sex, but for the next hour or so, it was going to be mostly about sex.
— Jennifer Crusie, Strange Bedpersons
Butt holes are like a one-way street
—  they were made the way they were for a reason.
Sex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to about the same thing.
— D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
Beneath my dress is a ladder of desire,that I climb tonight and each night after that.
— Zoë Brigley, Conquest
I had a dream about you last night. I was writing a ‘Sex for dummies-Christians That Secretly What to be Porn Stars- 1st edition.’ And you helped me with the illustrations.
— Crystal Woods, Dreaming is for lovers
In the mind of the public, she seemed endowed with an almost supernatural power to commit heinous acts, no matter the time or place.
— Alexis Coe, Alice + Freda Forever: A Murder in Memphis
Her long body stiffened against him. Her cool fingers tightened in his shaggy fur, and her bare, clinging heels dug deep into his heaving flanks. She was sweet against him, and the clear logic of this new life conquered the dreary conventions of that old, dim existence where he had walked in bitter death.
— Jack Williamson, Darker Than You Think
When a man and woman have sexual relations, who gets themost out of the deal? The man, or the woman? Since we live in a societyfull of tricks, the man thinks he gets more out of the encounter.But what do men really get out of it? The reality is that women havethe potential to get more out of it than the man, especially if theman's seeds have accumulated a certain amount of value.
— Tariq Nasheed, The Mack Within: The Holy Book of Game
Wrap him up in floral wallpaper, wishing the envelopes I seal were his lips, leaving hickeys like stamps to show where he's been.
— Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses
Train that bitch to love you, a bitch like that, she's the type you have to train, and even then, she'll still try to fuck around on you and test the boundaries, unless you have something no other man has, but to her you're a dick, and her she likes big dicks and muscular men, I can tell.
— Stephen Demone, Pathetic Pussy
Maybe our marriage is bound to be a fight, but it will have its compensations. Fights that end in bed have their own singular excitement, remember.
— Charlotte Lamb, Night Music
No such private nights of ecstasy or hushed-up drinking and sex orgies ever occurred. They might have occurred if either General Dreedle or General Peckem had once evinced an interest in taking part in orgies with him, but neither ever did, and the colonel was certainly not going to waste his time and energy making love to beautiful women unless there was something in it for him.
— Joseph Heller, Catch-22
On the nights they went to bed at the same time, Rocco would lie there and watch her go to the closet, watch her choose either silky slips or mannish shirts, like running up sex flags from across the room.
— Richard Price, Clockers
Sex Games: What Men Really Think About Sex Partners (Sexuality, Cheating
— Raphael Schwartz, Sex Games: What Men Really Think About Sex Partners
(...) I knew I couldn't sleep with her. I don't know - in my small experience of women, I've found it to hard to sleep with them at such times. Times when you get impression that there's more to them than an opportunity. Sleeping with girls was great, sleeping with people was a bit more complicated. Maybe it was a bad thing, maybe a sign of my immaturity, but I knew that there was some kind of tenderness in it as well.
— Robert McLiam Wilson, Eureka Street
God created each one of us with a light inside. I’ve had sex with all kinds of people
—  every single person has a kind of beam inside that shines once they are touched properly.
Train that bitch to love you, a bitch like that, she's the type, you have to train, and even then, she'll still try to fuck around on you and test the boundaries, unless you have something no other man has, but to her you're a dick, and her she likes big dicks and muscular men, I can tell.
— Stephen Demone, Pathetic Pussy
Marital sex is a divine sympony between two people , and God is leading the orchestra .
— Osunsakin Adewale
The critic is to art what the limp penis is to sex.
— Steve Maraboli
I catch sight of Janice. Her eyes are so full of excitement that I half expect her to jump up and down. This is something she'll never forget, I tell myself. As an old lady with all the spirit knocked out of her and nobody believe in she'll remember a happy day in July when a horny young guy strutted his stuff and made her heart beat fast.
— Eric Bishop-Potter, Jimmy, Mrs Fisher and Me
FICTION is a series of unintended coincidence,confabulation,and quasi-lucid lying made plausible enough for an author and a reader to cohabitate for a secret, brief and sinful affair. Nothing is real.Except imagination~with a pinch of perception, and a dash of collusion used as the Clabber.Be So Advised.
— J.D. Brayton, The Clabber Grrrl's Retreat: A Lurid Tale of Exotic Reptiles, Bloody Murder, and the Fine Art of Baking
Good sex is the basis of any truly civilized society.
— Gil A. Waters
Don’t let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love
— Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores
My boyfriend likes to fuck my brains out on our kitchen island. Which tile would you recommend for that?
— Alice Clayton, Rusty Nailed
I'm not saying I'm not bad. I'm not saying I'm special. But I'm not like the Allport Street girls, who stand in doorways and go with men into alleys.All I know is I didn't want it like that. Not against the bricks or hunkering in somebody's car. I wanted it come undone like gold thread, like a tent full of birds.
— Sandra Cisneros
I want to tell you what's really happened.""Not now. Please not now. Whatever's happened, come and make love to me."And we did make love; not sex, but love; though sex would have been so much wiser.
— John Fowles, The Magus
A philosophical discussion ensued about right and wrong, and good and bad. Also about things to be ashamed of and things to be feel guilty about. Could anything carried out between two consensual adults be wrong? And why should they be embarrassed by something a loving partner wanted to try? Right then they made a pact to never lie to each other, and to live out their sexual fantasies together. If two intelligent, loving and happily married people couldn't be honest with each other about their most hidden sexual desires, then who could?
— Nikki Sex, What Wendy Wants
So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.
— Jennifer Elisabeth
I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.
— Jennifer Elisabeth
I lost my innocence very young and it had nothing to do with sex.
— Jennifer Elisabeth
Nobody wanted to be sexless, but nobody wanted to be nothing but sex
— Margaret Atwood, Oryx and Crake
I couldn't hear anything or anyone, there was only the sound of our sex and the smell of books.
— Juliet Gauvin, The Freshman: Volume II
We men are the miserable slaves of prejudice. But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.
— Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Ordinarily, her love affairs are entered into skittishly, sometimes reluctantly. She doesn't dive into bed but flutters in like a wayward moth.
— Maggie Shipstead, Astonish Me
Is it always that way with men, that first burst of love or sex the thing that binds you? Do you always have to harken back to those first weeks when just the way he walked across a room made you want to take off all your clothes?
— Lily King, Euphoria
If only mankind could hold its own fertility in awe, which is one and the same whether it manifests itself in the spirit or in the flesh. For creativity in the spirit has its origins in the physical kind, is of one nature with it and only a more delicate, more rapt and less fleeting version of the carnal sort of sex.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
From the standpoint of integrity, I think we all need to own up to our dirty little secrets. I believe that when we are open about our own strange desires or unusual lives, it paves the way for others to do the same. In the past thirty years, gay men and lesbians took a lot of flack to tell the truth about their love lives and their courage opened the door for a mass migration out of the closet. We’re now at a moment in time when unconventional families (even thirty-year triads and gay couples) are losing their children in custody battles because their families don’t conform to mainstream ideas about what a family should be. Given this context, I want to be someone who stands up for my choices even if they’re unpopular, even if I get snickers at cocktail parties.
— Victoria Vantoch, The Threesome Handbook: Make the Most of Your Favorite Fantasy - the Ultimate Guide for Tri-Curious Singles and Couples
Nothing is as unique as sex in nature; it is full of enjoyment, pleasure and happiness. There is no discrimination, no exclusion, no inequality and no racism.
— M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS
To satiate is a dirty thing, she’s mine, a possession, equally dirty and never satiates.
— Stephen Demone, Pathetic Pussy
It was very fast, that first time. They were on the couch, and then they were off the couch and it was all over. It was like jumping out the window and landing on the street. A quick ride, just like that.
— David Goodis, Of Tender Sin
I closed my eyes, adding dark to dark, and the wanting unfurled like the sails of a phantom ship. This could be my universe. This nowhere world, circumscribed by skin and breath, where nothing mattered but two bodies moving together. The past and the future rendered irrelevant by the beauty of the now, the sum of the self transmuted into a moment. Oh, was there ever a more seductive definition of madness?
— Alexis  Hall, Glitterland
Bitches act, loyal react
— Prabuj
I'm not into abuse. It's a given that I'm gentle with you. You're a man, and not young anymore. - Hakuou
— Bohra Naono, サークル [The Circle]
After making love there is nothing like making love, slowly, idly, like walking without a destination, or swimming in a warm sea.
— Chloe Thurlow, A Girl's Adventure
Don’t be. There isn’t a person alive who hasn’t hurt someone and caused them to suffer. We’re human. We’re supposed to do that from time to time. The divine part comes in when we forgive the person who hurt us most, because we realize they’re worth suffering for."Michael Kavanaugh, Reputable Surrender
— Riley  Murphy, Reputable Surrender
Look here, Mrs. Bradley," he said. "I feel a pretty frightful bounder telling you all this about the poor girl, but I think some woman ought to know about it. On Wednesday night, yes, last night, Eleanor came into my bedroom at about half-past twelve and--and wanted to stay there! I thought it was a ghost at first. I had terrible difficulty in getting rid of her. In fact, I had to get out of bed and shove her outside and lock the door. Choice, isn't it?"..."Of course you will lock your door tonight," she said."You bet I shall," Bertie said fervently, "and nothing short of the house catching fire is going to persuade me to open it.
— Gladys Mitchell, A Speedy Death
Sex is usually cleaner than a blood sacrifice.
— Thomm Quackenbush, Artificial Gods
Pain today, pussy tomorrow.
— Bobby Adair, Zero Day
Call bitch a bitch , no fucking reasons
— Prabuj
sexuality isn’t ancillary to Christianity, in the way some other cultural or political issues are. Marriage and sex point, the Bible says, to a picture of the gospel itself, the union of Christ and his church. This is why the Bible spends so much time, as some critics would put it, “obsessed” with sex. That’s why, historically, churches that liberalize on sex tend to liberalize themselves right out of Christianity itself.
— Russell D. Moore
Guys who would make fun of girls for sexual inexperience are terrible people, and when girls do it to other girls it feels even shittier. Guys who shame girls who haven't had sex want them to feel like they aren't doing their job, which is to be sexually available and attractive to guys. (And never mind if they are gay, or just uninterested.) Girls who shame other girls for these reasons are helping those guys. They are saying this: You are not accomplished where it matters, and I am better than you. I have proven that men find me attractive, and that is what counts. These people, boys and girls and men and women alike, are all dickheads.
— Katie Heaney, Never Have I Ever: My Life (So Far) Without a Date
What exactly does that expression mean, 'friends with benefits'? Does he provide her with health insurance?
— Chuck Lorre
Gabi glared. "If you want to add some variety to your sex life, why don't you just use your other hand?
— Cherise Sinclair, To Command and Collar
By erasing any nuance and complexity about porn and sexuality, the virginity movement gives young women only two choices of who they can be sexually: sluts or not sluts. While the first choice doesn't seem attractive, I can guarantee you that most young women are going to go with the option that allows them to have sex. And there's no in-between identity for young women who are making smart, healthy choices in their sexual lives.
— Jessica Valenti, The Purity Myth: How America's Obsession with Virginity is Hurting Young Women
Sex and death: the front door and the back door of the world.
— William Faulkner, Soldiers' Pay
One is that if women’s sexuality in Africa wasn’t under assault, if women were able to say no, if women weren’t subject to predatory attacks by men, or predatory behavior generally, then you would have a disease in Africa called AIDS. But you wouldn’t have a pandemic.
— Stephen Lewis
He copulated with a number of girls, but copulation was not the joy it ought to be. It was a mere relief of need, like evacuating, and he felt ashamed of it afterward because it involved another person as object.
— Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed
Just like real sex, the touching was good, but there came a point in time when a woman needed to be filled - deeply.
— Lacey Alexander, Voyeur
Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.
— Nenia Campbell, Touched with Sight
...I don't believe you should be a virgin when you get married,' Sera said. 'You should experiment. Men do''Yes, but only if you're in love with them,' I said.
— Melina Marchetta, Looking for Alibrandi
Guys are a lot like kitchen floors – lay ‘em right the first time and you can walk all over them for years.
— Susan Andersen, Baby, I'm Yours
He’s kissing me everywhere, squeezing me, running his fingers over places no one else has touched
— R.A. Nelson, Teach Me
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 when he again spoke. "Tonight, when I fuck you, I want you naked. Later, I want you ridin' my cock wearin' nothin' but that fuckin' top.
— Kristen Ashley, The Gamble
I saw two birds having dangerously kinky sex on the main road, while several cars ran above them just missing the sparrows’ toss and tumble fly away. The couple survived to try it again next season on a railway line!
— Initially NO, Percipience: Outside the Range of Understood Sense
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.
— Nora Roberts, Angels Fall
Silence fills the sweet walk from the park. Our first encounter buzzing between us in the dark winter night. Holding your hand we know the connection, the special bond that has grown between two souls...
— Benjamin McQueen, Transports of Delight
Sleeping with a woman is easy. Loving her is an entirely different thing.
— Margaret Way, A Faulkner Possession
I know we planned to walk down to Schubert's for burgers, but can we go upstairs first?' She raised her eyebrows. 'What for?' 'Because I need to be inside you. Like...now.
— Lacey Alexander, Bad Girl by Night
I'd missed this so much, this simple pleasure. The sensation of a heavy shaft sliding over my tongue, pushing deeper and deeper into me until my lips bumped against my hand.
— Josephine Myles, Handle with Care
Where’s Nadine?” “She went out for a walk the other day and didn’t come back.” “Really.” I tried to sound surprised. “No sweat,” he said. “Pussy may well be the only true renewable resource, Leo. I’ve got another one lined up for when I get back.” I had to admire a man with that kind of insight and planning.
— G.M. Ford, Who in Hell Is Wanda Fuca?
She walked around the edge of the table to position her next shot. As she pulled her cue back she was confident that she would only need one more shot after this. But as she started her forward motion, Ben leaned over."Look at this picture," he said softly. "A long stick, hard balls, you bent over the table..."She missed.
— Erin Nicholas, Just Right
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 He-Man, minus the fur underwear.
— Gina L Maxwell
I don't like doing anything that makes you sweat if you don't come at the end of it.
— Russell Brand
When I travel, I get lovesick. Well, they call it chlamydia.
— Jimmy Carr
She hadn’t known that the ability to make pancakes from scratch made a man brutally hot. Now she did.
— Suenammi Richards, Charlotte's Chance
She wasn't fit to be a member of society. Her mind was a running sewer. The raunchiest teenager didn't think about sex as much as she did.
— Barbara Elsborg, Falling for You
Making love - having sex - with James had been like discovering a lie of omission. She had become more aware of things because of their pronounced absence.
— Delphine Dryden, How to Tell a Lie
And after that, after the awkward shuffling away of that last thin layer of clothes, words retreated to the sounds they once were. We had sex. A happy entanglement of warm limbs and warmer love. A physical and psychological merging that conjured a kind of inner light, a bio-emotional phosphorescence, that was overwhelming in its gorgeousness. I wondered why they weren’t prouder of it. Of this magic. I wondered why, if they had to have flags, why they didn’t just opt for one with a picture of sex.
— Matt Haig, The Humans
You really are young, aren't you, Blondie? You know how the game is played—people'll say anything in the heat of the moment.
— Susan Andersen, Baby, Don't Go
Coffee is a girl who never tells a boy no.
— Andrew  Smith, Grasshopper Jungle
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. The same thought process that makes them screw up over and over again would make you screw up over and over as well, if you were in their shoes. You probably already are doing it, just not with heroin or crack, but with food or cigarettes, or something else you shouldn't be doing.
— Oliver Markus, Sex and Crime: Oliver's Strange Journey
That was not sex. That was naked poetry.
— Hank Moody
Oh, we had a lot of sex back then in Montreal; it wasn’t just me. Blame it on the cold. The roses in everyone’s cheeks made them seem way more appealing than they actually were. We confused the indoors with intimacy and electric heating with connection.
— Heather O'Neill, The Girl Who Was Saturday Night
A man grows weary of having no lovers but his fingers.
— George R.R. Martin
Love is a relation that starts before you are born and survives even after you die...
— Deepanshu Saini, Girls Hostel - Unspoken Memories
She'd stutter all the reasons why she shouldn't, shaking her head adamantly. But her body..her body would grow hot with excitement. She'd get wet at the thrill of it. So fucking wet that i'd smell her, telling me she's not even wearing panties to smother her spicy scent. When my hand touched hers, still clutched to her chest, she'd flinch but she wouldn't pull away. She'd let me guide it between her swollen breasts and down to her flat belly, brushing the bit of exposed skin where the hem of her shirt rides up. Then I'd let her fingers play with the jewel in her navel, manipulating each digit as if that diamond-studded barbell was her clit. Demonstrating how I would stroke it for her.
— S.L. Jennings
Sticks and Stones may break my bones,but whips and chains excite me.So throw me down, tie me up,and show me how you like me.
— Skye Eagleday, Dark Passions: Dark Romance Boxed Set
Well, you finally got me," Helen had whispered to him, tearfully, but Garp had sprawled there, on his back on the wrestling mat, wondering who had gotten whom.
— John Irving, The World According to Garp
Sleep. It’s like sex. You know it’s good, but you don’t know just how good until you’re not getting any.
— R.J. Keller, Waiting For Spring
I CAME INTO THIS WORLD TO ROB YOUR HEART, IN THE SAME WAY AS YOU CAME INTO THIS WORLD TO ROB MY VIRGINITY." ~Emily
— Pet Torres, Ardent Affection
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 intensely intertwined with sin.
— Mark Helprin, A Soldier of the Great War
However, I have an enormous desire to change his way of life and try to re-educate him with the ingredient called ardent affection.~Emily
— Pet Torres, Ardent Affection
In the beginning Dave and Marlene’s relationship had been fantastic. The sex was amazing. There were other good things too of course, but Dave couldn't always remember exactly what they were. But the sex had been off the scale.
— Jackson Radcliffe, The Yoga Sutras
Is my coitus whimsically inventive?
— Chuck Lorre
His jeans, soft against her legs, made her realize that twice tonight they'd done the deed with him more dressed than not. She liked such desperation in a man.
— Marilyn Pappano, Murphy's Law
A beautiful woman can have almost any man she wants. A rich man can have almost any woman he wants.
— Oliver Gaspirtz
Love, he does not know this word, and worse, he does not know that feeling in his existence. ~Emily
— Pet Torres, Ardent Affection
Aw, so he used you as a penis cozy and then left? Guys are pigs.
— Thomm Quackenbush, Danse Macabre (Night's Dream, #2)
There was no way to kiss her like a good boy. You could start out that way, but you always ended up on the other side of the tracks. If you hated her, it didn’t make any difference; it worked just the same.
— Charles   Williams, The Hot Spot
You have damaged me!" He finally murmurs with his hoarse voice. "I gave up earning $ 40,000.00 tonight!" ~Larsson TIGER
— Pet Torres, Robbed Virginity
All women like to think they‟re special. Even the ones that aren‟t.
— Alice  Walsh, A Poker Game of Love
..if you put people on a diet, they start thinking about food. Or if you make someone stop smoking, all they think about is cigarettes. It seems logical enough to me that if you tell a person he can't have sex, he's going to be obsessive about the subject. Then to give him the power to tell other people how to run their sex lives, well, that's just asking for trouble. In a way, it's like having a blind person teach Art History, isn't it?
— Donna Leon, Quietly in Their Sleep
It's hard to fuck your girlfriend when she's fucked up and you're not. It's harder than the skee-ball they used to have at the Plaza arcade, all that agony over a fuzzy piece.
— Sam Lipsyte, Venus Drive
Do it, SENATOR! And it will be the end of your career! Everyone will love to know of a scandal involving a senator who loves abusing luxury prostitutes." ~Larsson
— Pet Torres, Ardent Affection
Her mouth was soft and moist, and she came to me like a dachshund jumping into your lap.
— Charles   Williams, The Hot Spot
The hell with her
—  I wouldn’t go back. But wouldn’t I? What about later on? Keeping the thought of her out of that bleak hotbox of a room was going to be like trying to dam a river with a tennis racket.
Harry,” she said, her voice a little thick with the whisky. “You found the way, didn’t you?” What’s so wonderful about it? I thought. Dogs do.
— Charles   Williams, The Hot Spot
I want to have a record of your nudity in one of my works of art."~Larsson TIGER
— Pet Torres, Robbed Virginity
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.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
And in the stillness before dawn, on the brink of a war that could tear us apart, our auras danced and twined in the darkness, coiling around each other until they finally merged, becoming one.
— Julie Kagawa, The Iron Queen
Sexual satisfaction is a dissatisfaction to the spiritual life.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
The point of tantric sex was supposedly to harness sexual energy to awaken higher consciousness. It was just like yoga, but way more fun.
— Jackson Radcliffe, The Yoga Sutras
Don't run around looking for someone who can sexually satisfy you, run around and look for the book which will intellectually satisfy you.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
If a woman's vagina was hell fire, then alot of sex maniacs would prefer to spend their eternity in hell.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
At moments when Herman fantasized about a new metaphysics, or even a new religion, he based everything on the attraction of the sexes. In the beginning was lust. The godly, as well as the human, principle is desire. Gravity, light, magnetism, thought may be aspects of the same universal longing. Suffering, emptiness, darkness are nothing more than interruptions of a cosmic orgasm that grows forever in intensity...
— Isaac Bashevis Singer, Enemies: A Love Story
I hung a picture of him above my bed and learned by hand the internal workings of the female combustion engine.
— Shannon Celebi, Small Town Demons
You opened the door and I instantly got suckedinto your eyes like tiny vacuums.
— Shannon Lynette, Lady on a Wire
Never sleep with anyone whose troubles are worse than your own.
— Ross Macdonald, Black Money
Your presence resembles a dirty martini,she only drinks it when she’s thirsty.
— Shannon Lynette, Lady on a Wire
To all ladies who like offering sex to a man in the first few weeks of dating, this is what happens: Once he penetrates you, he will start seeing invisible spots on your face, which means that the honor and respect is gone! And now he would be targeting another cheap meat, and if he can buy it, then he concludes that all women are whore. If he continues to exploit women, then your name will be among the list of his thousand of whores.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
Seriously, it's like watching mild porn, watching you two eye fuck each other every two seconds.
— Jessica Sorensen, Broken Visions
It was a strange moment, like when you get sad after sex, and it feels like it's too late in the afternoon, even if it's morning, or night, and you turn away from the other person, and they turn away from you, and you lie there, and when you turn back towards them you can both see each other's moles. Usually there seem to shadows from Venetian blinds all across your legs.
— M.T. Anderson, Feed
Most folks believe we are hardwired biologically to long for sex but they do not believe we are hardwired to long for love. Almost everyone believes that we can have sex without love
—  mosr folks do not believe that a couple can have love in a relationship if there is no sex.
She didn't look like any motel manager I had ever seen. More likely an actress who hadn't quite made the grade down south, or a very successful amateur tart on the verge of turning pro. Whatever her business was, there had to be sex in it. She was as full of sex as a grape is full of juice, and so young that it hadn't begun to sour.
— Ross Macdonald, Find a Victim
Books that glorify virginity demean women with healthy sex drives who aren't married to Jesus.
— Hazel Kelly, Licked
Now his work-mates pitied him, although they tried not to show it, and it was generally arranged that he was given jobs which allowed him to work alone. The smell of ink, and the steady rhythm of the press, then induced in him a kind of peace - it was the peace he felt when he arrived early, at a time when he might be the only one to see the morning light as it filtered through the works or to hear the sound of his footsteps echoing through the old stone building. At such moments he was forgetful of himself and thus of others until he heard their voices, raised in argument or in greeting, and he would shrink into himself again. At other times he would stand slightly to one side and try to laugh at their jokes, but when they talked about sex he became uneasy and fell silent for it seemed to him to be a fearful thing. He still remembered how the girls in the schoolyard used to chant,Kiss me, kiss me if you canI will put you in my pan,Kiss me, kiss me as you saidI will fry you till you're deadAnd when he thought of sex, it was as of a process which could tear him limb from limb. He knew from his childhood reading that, if he ran into the forest, there would be a creature lying in wait for him.
— Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor
The majority of our relationship took place over the phone, saving me tons of calories in unswallowed semen.
— Jenny Mollen, I Like You Just the Way I Am: Stories About Me and Some Other People
Love with your whole heart, and never be sorry you did.--tdf
— Tonya D. Floyd, The Signature Movement
I thought he was an angel in black clothes, but in fact, he is the demon in person," ~Emily
— Pet Torres, Robbed Virginity
When a basic human need becomes a taboo, it is only a matter of time before it turns into a hideous industry.
— Stephan Attia, Aunt Jante Needs You!
I do not want to discourage you, but if you really feel something for Larsson TIGER, try to forget him! He is not the right man for you. In fact, he is not a right man for any woman in this world." She stands and walks to the bathroom saying, "Larsson TIGER only thinks about tigers, money and fun.
— Pet Torres, Robbed Virginity
Hell, everybody is a masochist. Some of us are just a little more private.
— Cecil Brown, The Life and Loves of Mr. Jiveass Nigger
Women are caught between feminism and the pornification of America, and men are, too. I spent my youth squatting on a pedestal, the beauty queen who couldn’t get laid. I’ve been a Relationship Consultant, phone sex diva, mistress, been fought over, lived with hunks who treated me as the trophy, then couldn’t deliver. Now I’m married, because he wouldn’t take no for an answer, and I’m grateful he didn’t. I always knew what I wanted, which is where it all begins. I can help others get theirs, too.” - Taylor Marsh
— Taylor Marsh, The Sexual Education of a Beauty Queen
After being alive, the next hardest work is having sex.
— Andy Warhol
Whether you studied sexology or not, nobody will teach you how to screw, nobody will point to your vagina and say, hey that's where you pee and bonk! And nobody will say, hey, your penis can ejaculate when you stroke or slide it into a woman's punani!
— Michael Bassey Johnson
I have an unforgettable destiny for this girl's virginity."~Larsson TIGER
— Pet Torres, Robbed Virginity
If anybody studying psychology wants a concrete example of what a narcissist looks like, I advise them to consider any man who cheats on his wife. These guys are the textbook me-firsters, the ones who think the rules don't apply to them, the ones who tell themselves as long as she doesn't know, there's no harm done. No woman needs to sleep with these guys. There are so many single self-absorbed narcissists who will fuck you poorly.
— Julie Klausner, I Don't Care About Your Band: Lessons Learned from Indie Rockers, Trust Funders, Pornographers, Felons, Faux-Sensitive Hipsters, and Other Guys I've Dated
Sex is not a wizard, whatever magical-seeming properties it might possess in its better forms. If your friend says to you, "You're being mean, you need to get laid," your problem is not sex. Your problems are that you might be acting like an asshole, and your friends are definitely idiots.
— Katie Heaney, Never Have I Ever: My Life (So Far) Without a Date
Take off your damned wrapper! The old buffer ordered, looking intensely at her lower part. Comfort was on her knees, rubbing the old man's dirty feet. All her plea and tears continually worsen the whole matter. I want to do you harder cos you gonna be fucked by other folks who needs a large hole, said the man, moving towards her. Comfort struggled with all her feminine might, but the old masculine but old man ripped her wrapper and slapped her on the face. Lie here, Lie here! I'm gonna do what your old man did to your mama and its gonna sweet you. She screamed as the man's organ prick her glory hole like a sharp needle.
— Michael Bassey Johnson, Comfort
There's more to the erotic life than explicitness.
— Jess C. Scott, The Art of Erotic Writing
If the love is not madness, then the sex is not insane
— Josh Stern, And That's Why I'm Single: What Good Is Having A Lucky Horseshoe Up Your Butt When The Horse Is Still Attached?
They seemed to be together as one, somewhere else in a place that was lighter than air.
— Jess C. Scott, Playmates
I mean, Charlie and I have never had issues pleasuring each other before, but damn, Charlie getting pregnant equals crazy sex. Wild sex. Sex that makes me feel like I'm being used. Best. Feeling.Ever.
— Layne Harper, Infinity.
INTENSE SEXUAL DESIRE IS THE GREATEST THING IN THE WORLDJaney dreams of cocks. Janey sees cocks instead of objects. Janey has to fuck.This is the way Sex drives Janey crazy: Before Janey fucks, she keeps her wants in cells. As soon as Janey's fucking she wants to be adored as much as possible at the same time as, its other extreme, ignored as much as possible. More than this: Janey can no longer perceive herself wanting. Janey is Want.It's worse than this: If Janey gets sexually rejected her body becomes sick. If she doesn't get who she wants she naturally revolts.
— Kathy Acker, Eurydice in the Underworld
Having random sex the way Tania did sounded kinda...hollow. I didn’t want to live in a Hollowland.
— Jess C. Scott, Bedmates
It wasn't awful to be a man's sex object if you wanted to be, if it made you feel good, if everyone was happy in the end.
— Lacey Alexander, Bad Girl by Night
For you, that tree is dead.
— Richard Stark, The Hunter
Love is the essential ingredient. Without it, sex is meaningless, approval is bribery, and success is short-lived.
— Vironika Tugaleva, The Love Mindset: An Unconventional Guide to Healing and Happiness
Thinking about the bed leaves you horny, but thinking beyond the bed gives you honor, freedom and wisdom.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
I tell my christian relatives that "churchianity" is the central reason the church is not teeming with young people. The hypocrisy within the church is not concealed from this growing, informed generation. The arrogance among church goers is unnerving, Jesus was such a humble individual to begin with, he did not discriminate.
— Crystal Evans, Mama Brown's Family
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 bursting any bubble in herself of misguided, soft-hearted concern for a man with sad eyes and complicated wealth. Though his sexual inclinations were perhaps not the wisest of barbs to do either. He looked down at her, speculative."Difficult to say." He actually answered the question seriously. "Legally? Decidedly. But then British laws on the subject are so guilt-ridden I'm surprised we've propagated as a race." He mad a small, grim smile. "How delightful we're having this conversation. And what is it you like?
— Judith Ivory, Untie My Heart
There’s something sexy about a naked woman gritting her teeth in pain, even when it shouldn’t be sexy.
— Travis Luedke
On the one hand, Gramma and Grampar never mentioned sex at all. They must have done it, or they wouldn’t have had Auntie Teg and my mother, but I don’t think they did it more than twice. Then there’s the way they talk about sex in school and in church. And there’s no sex, hardly any love stuff at all, in Middle Earth, which always made me think yes, the world would be better off without it.
— Jo Walton, Among Others
I sure wasn't going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she'd probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer getting antlers or something.
— Phyllis Reynolds Naylor, Alice on the Outside
Finally, Beth said, "I thought you already were a couple.""No. We were having sex.
— Terri Osburn, Home to Stay
No use kidding herself. This situation with Jarrod was a slippery slope. She’d had plenty of men since Sam, attractive, well endowed, charming in many ways. Jarrod was different, and she needed to figure out why before she found herself in the middle of stupid. She had a business to think of, people who depended on her for their livelihood, even more people present and future who needed the services she offered. It wasn’t just a job, damn it, it was a mission. No one should be as out of touch with themselves as thoroughly as she had been. For as long.
— Lizzie Ashworth, A Gift for Jarrod
Dont let her clothes down for your sexual need.
— Muhammad Saqib