Sexual Excitement Quotes

“There is a correlation between the number of days since a man last had sex, and, the number of things that he is willing to do for a woman.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Many lovers are ‘off to the races:’ Hurtling towards orgasm, they miss the excitement of sensual meanderings along the way.”
― Alexandra Katehakis, Mirror of Intimacy: Daily Reflections on Emotional and Erotic Intelligence

“A horny man is seen. A horny woman is heard.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“There is a correlation between the number of days since a man last had sex, and, the number of women that he is convinced he is in love with, or, the number of things that he is willing to do for a woman.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“That the idea of God represents the conscience, the internalized admonitions and threats from parents and educators, is a well-known fact. What is less well known is the fact that, from an energy point of view, the belief in and the fear of God are sexual excitations which have changed their content and goal. The religious feeling, then, is the same as sexual feeling, except that it is attached to mystical, psychic contents. This explains the return of the sexual element in so many ascetic experiences, such as the nun's delusion that she is the bride of Christ. Such experiences rarely reach the stage of genital consciousness and thus are apt to take place in other sexual channels, such as masochistic martyrdom.”
― Wilhelm Reich, The Mass Psychology of Fascism

“There would definitely be way fewer instances of cheating, if the average couple did not have sex only when the woman feels like it.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“One passionate kiss wets a woman’s lips two times.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Horniness pretty much always oversells an orgasm.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, P for Pessimism: A Collection of Funny yet Profound Aphorisms

“There is a correlation between the number of days since a man last had sex, and, the number of women that he is convinced he is in love with.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“She was afire with passions she'd never even imagined existed, her body reacting of its own volition as it pressed and rubbed against him, seeking something she didn't understand.
The excitement he was causing in her was a living thing that built and built until Evelinde couldn't bear it anymore. Only then did the Duncan let her nipple slip from his mouth with one last rasp of the tongue and lift his head to cover her mouth again. If his earlier kiss had been passionate and demanding, it was nothing compared to this one. He wielded his tongue like a weapon, thrusting it into her mouth as if thrusting a sword into an opponent. Evelinde welcomed it and parried with her own.
His hand was again at her bare breast, fingers cupping and squeezing as his thumb rubbed back and forth over the sensitive nub. Evelinde groaned and found herself squeezing her thighs together as heat pooled there.”
― Lynsay Sands, Devil of the Highlands