Orgasm Quotes

Only the liberation of the natural capacity for love in human beings can master their sadistic destructiveness.

We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration

When they figure out how to bottle up orgasms and sell them as a food additive, I'll be first in line.

The orgasm has replaced the Cross as the focus of longing and the image of fulfillment.

The fact that political ideologies are tangible realities is not a proof of their vitally necessary character. The bubonic plague was an extraordinarily powerful social reality, but no one would have regarded it as vitally necessary.

BEL-IMPERIA: Oh let me go; for in my troubled eyes
Now may'st thou read that life in passion dies.
HORATIO: Oh stay a while, and I will die with thee;
So shalt thou yield, and yet have conquered me.

No woman gets an orgasm from shining the kitchen floor.

The religion of orgasm: utilitarianism projected into sex life; efficiency versus indolence; coition reduced to an obstacle to be got past as quickly as possible in order to reach an ecstatic explosion, the only true goal of love-making and of the universe.

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

Now piercèd is her virgin zone;
She feels the foe within it.
She hears a broken amorous groan,
The panting lover's fainting moan,
Just in the happy minute.

I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a hot-gushing, butt-cramping, gut hosing orgasm.

The Female Orgasm. The Big O. That elusive, reclusive Loch Ness of the labia. Does it prove the existence of God, or just His twisted sense of humor?

Now? I'm just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.

Mmmm I like the sounds you're making," he murmured in a honeyed whisper. "I just bet that you're a screamer. Should I have brought earplugs?
Kurt Nielsen

Then, if to make your ruin more,
You'll peevishly be coy,
Die with the scandal of a whore
And never know the joy.

When inside of her, he’s beside himself.

When you remove love from sex you enter a mansion with many rooms shaded in nuance and excess, an invitation to peel away all conventions and programming. A chance to explore your hidden self. You shed something and clothe yourself in something else. Sex is the greatest of gifts. Orgasm a glimpse of perfection.

Forsaking all other thoughts, he rutted into her, in a fashion more animal than human. His eruption he held fast within, so that she squirmed against the sensation before accepting her own fall into oblivion, her walls pulsing to an echoing rhythm.

from The Gentlemen's Club

When coming to sex: First served, first come.

You bitch," I whispered, "I love you." Then I came.