Quotes About Sensuality

For all his worldliness he was shocked. He was afraid she was becoming corrupted. He had only to suggest she lift her hips a fraction higher or arch her back rather more sharply for her to comply at once. She began to add certain embellishments of her own. On their third night she ordered him quite roughly to bring his legs closer together and found a way of rubbing herself against his knee while sucking at his neck that made him shudder.

Aunque venga de un amante, una bañera, un osito de peluche, un dedo, una lengua o un vibrador, un orgasmo es un orgasmo.

Now darlin. Nothing I want more than to take you in the house and make love to you a hundred times, catch my breath, and start over again.

The catsuit would hug her frame like steam on glass.

legs smooth as silk,

mouth, savoring her response and how perfectly her behind fit his palms. He eased her into his hardness while he languidly and brazenly slid his hands over her hips. The thought of exploring the warmth she treasured between her thighs made him want to undress her fully and take

When they are absent, we aspire to see them; when we have seen them, we have only one desire, that of enjoying their embrace; when we are in the arms of beautiful women with elongated eyes, we would no longer want to tear ourselves away from them.

I did, like, a couple of sexier videos, because all of a sudden I went, 'Wow, I have a body. I have this side of me that I haven't shown yet.' And I started kind of playing around with that side of things.

Sometimes a woman's looks or sensuality are too readily wrapped up in their power.

When I'm in bed with a woman, my favorite move is a wrestling hold called the lip lock.

He didn't remember that a mere book might reek of sex, possibility, fecundity. Yet a book has a ripe furrow and a yielding spine, he thought, and the nuances to be teased from its pages are nearly infinite in their variety and coquettish appeal. And what new life can emerge from a book. Any book, maybe.

Your person, your slightest movements seemed to me to possess a superhuman importance in the world. My heart used to raise like the dust in your footsteps. The effect you had on me was that of a moonlit night in summer, when all is perfume, soft shadows, pale light, and infinite horizons. For me your name contained all the delights of flesh and spirit, and I repeated it again and again, trying to kiss it with my lips.

All art is erotic.

We think of women at every age: while still children, we fondle with a naïve sensuality the breasts of those grown-up girls kissing us and cuddling us in their arms; at the age of ten, we dream of love; at fifteen, love comes along; at sixty, it is still with us, and if dead men in their tombs have any thought in their heads, it is how to make their way underground to the nearby grave, lift the shroud of the dear departed women, and mingle with her in her sleep

And the more he was irritated by her basic personality, the more he was drawn to her by a harsh, bestial sensuality, illusions of a moment, which ended in hate.

She confused in her desire the sensualities of luxury with the delights of the heart, elegance of manners with delicacy of sentiment. Did not love, like Indian plants, need a special soil

In her desire, she confused the sensual pleasures of luxury with the joys of the heart, elegance of manner with delicacy of feeling.

Then she fell back exhausted, for these transports of vague love wearied her more than great debauchery.

First he anointed her eyes, once so covetous of all earthly luxuries; then her nostrils, so gluttonous of caressing breezes and amorous scents; then her mouth, so prompt to lie, so defiant in pride, so loud in lust; then her hands that had thrilled to voluptuous contacts; and finally the soles of her feet, once so swift when she had hastened to slake her desires, and now never to walk again.

Tenía la creencia de que el amor habría de llegar de golpe, entre grandes destellos y fulgores, a modo de huracán de los cielos que cae sobre la vida, la trastorna, arrasa la voluntad como hoja al viento y arrastra el corazón hasta hundirlo en los abismos.

Coït, copulation. Mots à éviter. Dire : « Ils avaient des rapports… »

Ela confundia, em seu desejo, as sensualidades do luxo com as alegrias do coração, a elegância dos hábitos e as delicadezas dos sentimentos.

Elle ne se doutait point que l'amour, disparu de sa vie, palpitait là, près d'elle, sous cette chemise de grosse toile, dans ce cÅ"ur d'adolescent ouvert aux émanations de sa beauté.

Gustave Flaubert