Christine Keeler Quotes

I'll lie still for a lot of things - but sex isn't one of them.

Let's just say that back in the old days, sex was available every two feet. But I never made love to anybody that did not want me to.

Can't wait to show my girls he sucked the piss out of my pussy.

I tried phone sex - it gave me an ear infection.

I have never liked bargains when it came to sex.

One of the things I rarely do is write about sex.

Having sex with her is incredible. It's just like a concert. We throw Frisbees around the room. And when she wants more she lights a match.

Madonna wasn't an acrobat or anything, but the sex was good. I could tell she liked it.

I like my sex the way I play basketball, one on one with as little dribbling as possible.

Sex is always good, isn't it? Well, actually it's not always good, but it's always a good thing.

After making love I said to my girl, "Was it good for you too?" And she said, "I don't think this was good for anybody."

Sex is something I really don't understand too hot. You never know where the hell you are... Sex is something I just don't understand. I swear to God.

If you have sex, it should be for you, not for the other person.

Marcus Flutie slept with just about every girl on the Eastern Seaboard except me. Though, he tried to get into my panties when I was a freshman but turned him down because I refuse to disempower myself just for a few clit twitches.

Some women were talking about how I put out. And that's just not that case. I don't put out - unless I'm asked very, very politely, and that's not putting out, that's just giving in.

To be honest about it, sex was not worth the wait.

Someone told me you start liking sex when you hit 30--but we'll see.

Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys and my boxers between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it, the nervous warmth of touching – a pale reflection of the fireworks of one mouth on another, but a reflection nonetheless. And in the almostness of the moment, I cared at least enough. I wasn’t sure whether I liked her, and doubted whether I could trust her, but I cared at least enough to try to find out. Her on my bed, wide green eyes staring down at me. The enduring mystery of her sly, almost smirking, smile. Five layers between us.

I'm 36-years-old and I'm learning about definitions that I should have known when I started having sex.

Hard, you know what I'm thinking, took the panties off and the pussy wasn't stinking.

I've always thought that the key to a good sex life is variety. That's why God gave me two hands. Humans love sex, we need sex, it's how we connect, it reminds us we're alive, it's the third most basic human need, after food and good movie popcorn.

I knew I didn't want to put anything down in writing about the first time that I had sex. I knew that I didn't want to do that.

I'd never understood the injunction not to regret anything, couldn't see how that wasn't cowardice.

Before going home with a guy, give him a blow job. Guys are always more relaxed after a blow job.

Well, I lost my virginity in a car. But it wasn't a very nice one.