Quotes About Sensuality

Nothing is better for "spiritual advancement" & the detachment of the flesh than a close reading of the "Erotic Dictionary.

So far it has been sex and leaves that keep me alive

One means of worshipping Aphrodite was as, or through, a hierodule. The word means "sacred servant" but tends to be translated as "temple prostitute," missing the larger idea that sexuality and sensuality have spiritual power and energy,

If you did get any of this sauce on your lips, I'd be happy to lick it off for you.

Palate properly whetted, I spelunked for her clitoris, tasting Bourgogne Rouge and Maya's body.

Putting his mouth close to her ear, he said, "I'm going to ride you raw, baby, but you won't care. It's going to feel so good, all you'll be able to think about is getting me back inside you. Keeping me here, packed up tight and deep, screwing into you so hard you go hoarse from your screams . . .

Keeping his fingers locked around her arms, he stared her right in the eye, his chest rising and falling from the jagged force of his breaths. "I want you in a bed, Juliana. I want hours on top of you, under you, beside you. Hell, I want it all. And I want to be able to drift off, knowing that I can roll back over at any time and sink right back into you." His voice dropped even lower. "So stop arguing and get back on the damn bed.

the sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. i've never had it done so gently before. you have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them like sunlight on the wings of birds.

All those fair and flagrant things.

Pornography is supposed to arouse sexual desires. If pornography is a crime, when will they arrest makers of perfume?

Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they're lined up for blocks, so I'll go to bed with you. They won't miss us.

What was invented with civilization was the ability of some to deny sensuality to others.

Adoro tu cuerpo -le dije-.Ni se te ocurra considerarlo otra cosa que no sea perfecto.

She drops the towel and splays into bed. The fall into the blankets lasts forever and keeps improving.

She was a full lipped and hipped italian tomato with Rome burning in her eyes. She had the look of a carnival in Rio, or Mardi Gras in New Orleans, or bullfights in Spain, or Saturday night in my apartment.

Frank Harris' My Life and Loves.

All night I streched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone ''Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.'' Makes a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.

Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there? The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar cube?

Isn't a tangle of limbs a glorious thing to behold? Don't you wish to be in a tangle of limbs?

There should be a way to test this, there should be a sex-related metric with which you could measure sex in hotels, especially the illicit variety, but of what would that metric consist?

She reminded him of some beautiful, sleek animal waking up in the sun.

But the very passions themselves were aroused within her soul, swaying it, lashing it, as the waves daily beat upon her splendid body. She trembled, she was choking, and the tears blinded her.

I think two weeks is traditionally peek-a-boo underwear. A month is edible panties. Then, at two months, the thoughtful husband gives black leather. Garrett McCabe-A Happily Unmarried Man

Honor you? he breathed. Sweetest Erienne, how could I not? You are ever in my thoughts, bending me, plucking at the fibers of my mind. The man inside me trembles whenever you're near, and I groan with agony for the touch of your hand laid upon me in a soft caress.