1,194 Quotes About Sexy

The sight of cockroaches having sex is way more likely to turn us on than that of some people naked.

This , I think , is the way to die.I could drown in this moment and I’d never regret it. I could catch fire from this kiss and happily turn to ash. I could live here, die here, right here, against his hips, his lips. In the emotion in his eyes as he sinks into me, his heartbeats indistinguishable from mine.This. Forever. This.

Reading,” I said. “Books. It’s pretty sexy. I like women who read.” - Rip

A woman who is in touch with her sensuality subliminally empowers her man to prosper, flourish and truly live a happy life. She doesnot know it, but she is a huge catalyst to his fulfillment. But those who suppress their own sensuality whether consciously or unconsciously make it difficult for their men to find the motivation they need to succeed, and thus be fulfilled.

People who do not consciously choose to live a sensual lifestyle, in essence, don't take the relationship they have with themselves or others that seriously.

Almost every woman inherently wants to have the 'desirability advantage,' but few are willing to admit not to mention work on it. The following advice is strictly meant for sensual ladies: Don't be afraid to be your most gorgeous self or to look sexy. Yes, it will give you an unfair advantage, but what's really important is that it will teach you the art of living a sensual lifestyle, an art without which life (and love) would be utterly boring if not depressing.

An unwise woman once said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. She was wrong. A truly wise woman knows that the way to a man's heart is through his dick.

I don’t want a girl who’s skinny and pretty. I want a girl who’s full of life and sexy as hell, with hair of fire and eyes of thunder, who makes me feel like I’ll go up in smoke with a single fucking taste of her lips.

One-night stands are grand & all. But it hardly gives a man time to learn what a woman really likes.” I lower my voice. “Like from the way you squealed when I fingered you from behind, I’m wondering how you’d feel if it was my cock taking you that way, hard and fast, my hips slamming into your sweet, freckled ass…. But of course, now we’ll never know.”She stares at me, lips parted, cheeks flushed. “Yeah,” she says faintly. “I guess so.