Sexual Intercourse Quotes

“Young girls are like helpless children in the hands of amorous men, whatever is said to them is true and whatever manipulation on their bodies seems like love to them, sooner or later, they come back to their senses, but the scars are not dead inasmuch as her spoiler lives.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Scars Of Beauty

“It is still cheating, even if nobody comes.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Without attachment, a naked body is merely a lifeless sex-toy.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Bengal Tigress: A Treatise on Gender Equality

“The human population would probably be way less than a thousand, if ejaculation were not usually accompanied by an orgasm.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Most men would no longer enjoy conversing with most women if they stopped bringing their vaginas along.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“To a woman sexual intimacy is more a tool to get mentally close to her partner than merely a means to physical pleasure.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Either Civilized or Phobic: A Treatise on Homosexuality

“For their never-ending endeavours to obtain or retain wealth, countries desperately need companies, because they—unlike most human beings—have the means of production, and human beings, because they—unlike all companies—have the means of reproduction.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“The average adult has had sex innumerable times more than they have formed an opinion of their own.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“Many millions of pregnancies—many if not most of which have each led to the birth of at least one child—were each used as nothing but a conspicuous means to a secret end called the evasion of abortion.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“When selecting a one-night stand, a heterosexual woman who is materialistic is a trillion times more likely to choose a sexually unattractive poor man who seems rich over a sexually attractive rich man who seems poor.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“She felt a slight burn as he slipped a second finger inside her, stretching tenderly, and then he suckled the taut bud of her sex, licking slowly at first, increasing the pace as she twisted beneath him. He stayed with her, his long fingers working in controlled thrusts, his mouth compelling and demanding, until pleasure washed over her in faster and faster rushes, and suddenly she couldn't move at all. Arched tightly against his mouth, she cried out and gasped, and cried out again. His tongue gentled but continued its artful play, nursing her through the lingering peaks of sensation, bathing her sex with warm strokes as she began to shudder violently.
A great weariness flooded her, and with it a physical euphoria that made her feel drunk. Unable to control her limbs, she squirmed tremulously beneath him, and she offered no resistance as St. Vincent turned her over to her stomach. His hand slipped between her thighs and his fingers entered her once more. The opening to her body was sore and, to her mortification, saturated with moisture. He seemed excited by the wetness, however, breathing against the sensitive nape of her neck in rapid pants. Keeping his fingers inside her, he kissed and nibbled his way down her back.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

“London, December 1915. In the master bedroom (never was the estate agent's epithet more appropriate) of Flat 21, Carlyle Mansions, Cheyne Walk, Chelsea, the distinguished author is dying - slowly, but surely. In Flanders, less than two hundred miles away, other men are dying more quickly, more painfully, more pitifully - young men, mostly, with their lives still before them, blank pages that will never be filled. The author is seventy-two. He has had an interesting and varied life, written many books, travelled widely, enjoyed the arts, moved in society (one winter he dined out 107 times), and owns a charming old house in Rye as well as the lease of this spacious London flat with its fine view of the Thames. He has had deeply rewarding friendships with both men and women. If he has never experienced sexual intercourse, that was by his own choice, unlike the many young men in Flanders who died virgins either for lack of opportunity or because they hoped to marry and were keeping themselves chaste on principle.”
― David Lodge, Author, Author

“One passionate kiss wets a woman’s lips two times.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“My hints had, undoubtedly and unintentionally, made her feel insecure, guilty, inadequate, afraid that she was losing whatever it was that turned me on; in short, it aroused all the self-doubt so readily awakened in women after thousands of years of servitude. Hence my zeal in denying the effects of time was abetted by Laura's complicity.”
― Romain Gary, Au-delà de cette limite votre ticket n'est plus valable

“There are times to act the master, there are times to act the slave - let your partner decide what they want, and act accordingly.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Woman Over World: The Novel

“Men DO NOT emotionally process love anything close to the way that women process love.
When expressing your sincere devotion and love for a man---the best way to say it, is to put on G-string panties, and then SHOW HIM with a swallow.”
― Nannette LaRee Hernandez, Men Only Want Sex and Their Freedom™

“The average sexual intercourse lasts sixteen point to minutes," he says, breaking the spell.

"That's long."

"I can't believe it either, but that's what the medical literature says.”
― Michael Ampersant, Green Eyes

“Yes, we were quite satisfied. His penis is long and thin, like the dong of a chimpanzee. What can I say? Intercourse is intercourse. You want to know more?”
― Michael Ampersant, Green Eyes

“Flesh involves in the forced sex but soul involves in the mutual sex”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“Six months without sex is a lot, being French or not, just being human.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent, "Darling, it's not only about sex"

“I guess when a woman shows that much hunger, there is no point serving her too much of an entrée.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent, "Darling, it's not only about sex"

“Shetani hawezi kusoma ndani ya myoyo ya wanadamu mpaka wanadamu wenyewe wamwonyeshe. Ukionyesha tamaa ya ngono, Shetani atakupa ngono. Ukionyesha tamaa ya ulevi, Shetani atakupa ulevi. Ukionyesha tamaa ya wizi, Shetani atakupa wizi. Usimpe nafasi Shetani.”
― Enock Maregesi

“My body had become that of an old liar, and my most spontaneous transports had begun to end in calculated maneuverings and delayed deliveries. It was no longer a question of self-esteem or pride; when I thought of breaking up with her, it was not to avoid some sort of discomfiture: it was a question of authenticity. I loved Laura too much to drag myself along on crutches in the wake of our love.”
― Romain Gary, Au-delà de cette limite votre ticket n'est plus valable

“What ties Tantra to Sûfîsm is contained in the symbolism of Prophet Muhammad's nighttime ascent to Heaven. The Prophet ascended on al-Burâq, a riding beast with the head of a woman, through the seven heavens to the Throne of God. Hadith relates that the Prophet's bed was still warm when he returned from the Mi'râj. On this night, the Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him) reached within 'two bows' length' of Allâh. The secret Sufic explanation of the fact that the Prophet's bed was still warm, is that Muhammad (Peace be upon him) was making this journey while having sexual intercourse with his wife Khadijah.”
― Laurence Galian, Jesus, Muhammad and the Goddess

“One need carry nothing going into sexual encounters.”
― B.S. Murthy, Jewel-less Crown: Saga of Life

“You are my sex test pilot!”
― Steven Magee

“A relationship has its advantages.”
― Steven Magee

“You, me and testosterone!”
― Steven Magee

“I am actually having so much gex right now”
― me, at all times

“Mina ben faller isär och han fyller utrymmet emellan mina lår. Vi pressar våra kroppar hårt emot varandra tills det pulserar i mig, djupt och längtande.”
― Pia Printz, Holiday Romance