Erotica Quotes - Page 6

The amount of perfume she had on was like a human sacrifice on Incense Night.

I feel claimed and bonded to him like animals do. I feel like I've already been caught and trapped and he's merely priming me, leaving me to simmer in my juices, anxiously waiting for the moment when he takes his first bite of me.

When people say sex is a filth of society, I say, yes! You're born by enchanting mantras and breaking coconuts!

She believed being so free with her sexuality was empowering, but I wouldn't say taking home a douchebag who would laugh about the encounter with his friend later is a step forward in the feminist movement."-Lily

God, he was an evil bastard, but boy was he good!

Out running errands - be back before noon. I made a list of some things I like. Check the ones you're interested in, underline any maybes, and cross off your no's. I'm going to do two of the things on that list to you when I get back - your choice. Surprise me.
-M

I’m sure you can manage from here”, and without a further word, he walked out of her room, then let himself out of her flat.

Ah, lust. It makes us forget anything we want to. The greatest relaxant, the greatest stimulant.

What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.

The hotness of a sex scene lies in the loins of the beholder.

Will you dance for me? Let your breasts roam for a moment - I need to see how they dance.'

'Okay.' She danced, and as she danced, she tried to think of the most delicious salads she could imagine - with artichokes and sundried tomato and blue cheese dressing, and beets, lots of beets.

It felt like he’d been dragged through the nine circles of hell - by his testicles.

Through the darkness of night, Light will lead the way.

Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don't you think? The fantasy is often better. That's where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that's why we're often so unhappy. But fantasy is the world of the soul...

Men have firm beautiful bodies with cut muscles. But the curves and gentleness of a woman’s body is beyond a words measure; with their dazzling rawness it’s impossible to perfect but I crave the need to depict such a fathomless beauty.

Please, never tell me what 'horror erotica' is. Real #art is being lost in a bizarre swamp of over-processed, sexually exploitative garbage.

Next to God, Family is the best thing.

Sarah turned around and there standing just a few feet from her was the legend himself, and he was far from disappointing.

She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn’t really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn’t going to be a normal relationship.

She was as lovely sleeping as she was dripping in sensuality at the fundraiser