“She was a fabulous dancer; she danced from her vagina.”

— Martha Graham

December 28, 2009, 8:01am

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Our sentence may be caught in the sweet grey matter of another’s head; our sweet pink matter may grasp a cock or a finger and hold it tight and squelchy as a toddler’s fist. Still, we are alone.

But the beauty is that this futility doesn’t stop us. We may be restrained by our own humanity, and in the prisons of our own flesh, but we reach out, and we reach out, and we are reached, and we touch in language and in flesh and if we’re very, very lucky, in both, and occasionally we meet in bright hot white-pink seismic flashes and we feel blessed indeed.

You speak my language. You get me, and as I lie under you, around you, writhing like Joycean syntax below you, we get each other, briefly, painfully and sweetly.

”

— Chelsea G. Summers On a Grammatology of Fucking

December 26, 2009, 4:50pm

“Anonymous sex is not about avoidance. For me, it is about a kind of harmless grandiosity: when I am anonymous, I exist as something far greater then my particulars. I become an archetype, a myth, a Joseph Campbell goddess spreading my legs for the benefit of all mankind for all time. This imagined generosity brings me the most profound orgasms.”

— Toni Bentley, The Surrender

December 25, 2009, 10:07am

“I lack sexual restraint. Philosophically, I don’t see the point in it. I’ve never viewed sex as a precious act to be cordoned off from experience. I prefer to fuck on the first date. I make sex a priority because men feel more open and less ‘on’ with me after sex - I can get to know them better, and I’m sure I’m more open with them as well. And since sexual chemistry is important to me, it’s something I’d like to know right away. Delayed sex tends to be glorified sex, and while there can be glory in sex, I find that in the chemistry and connection between two people, not in the act itself.”

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- debauchette, from: Sexual Restraint from a Woman who Lacks it (F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs)

December 23, 2009, 10:07pm