Pussy Quotes

“Why do "balls" equate to toughness and "pussy" equates to weakness when even the slightest flick to the "nuts" sends a guy to his knees and vaginas can push out an entire human being?”
― Nitya Prakash

“Here, and it goes on to appear now, she comes, a peacefugle, a parody's bird, a peri potmother, a pringlpik in the ilandiskippy, with peewee and powwows in beggybaggy on her bickybacky and a flick flask fleckflinging its pixylighting pacts' huemeramybows, picking here, pecking there, pussypussy plunderpussy.”
― James Joyce, Finnegans Wake

“I’m not Thomas Jefferson. He was a pussy!”
― Charlie Sheen

“I often wonder, in a catfight, when one doesn't want to fight, if the other cat calls it a pussy.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Just think of dick as pussy on a stick.”
― Edmund White, Our Young Man

“You women have more holes than swiss cheese.”
― Charles Bukowski, Poems and Insults

“Nothing like beautiful legs. 'Cause with beautiful legs, even if you've been there only once or twice, there might be something up there besides the cunt, there might be something really marvellous this time - it could be a cunt, but it could be - it's just something about looking at the legs just makes you - I'm not saying there's anything wrong with the cunt, I'm just saying, you always imagine - some extra magic when you're looking at the outside portion of the female.”
― Charles Bukowski

“Not so fast, my pussy-visaged friend!”
― Lee Falk, Mandrake the Magician: Mandrake in Hollywood

“Going comando.
Shaved my pussy just in case.
I should trip and fall.”
― Asa Akira, Dirty Thirty: A Memoir

“A lot of women are ashamed of their pussies. They think it's not pretty enough. Not the right color. Or the lips are too big or two small. Let me put your fears to rest: There is no such thing as an ugly pussy.”
― Oliver Markus Malloy, Why Creeps Don't Know They're Creeps - What Game of Thrones can teach us about relationships and Hollywood scandals

“You can always tell what the pussy will be like, when you kiss the lips.”
― Robert Black

“the aroma of her pussy and the ever so innocent touch of powder like skin wake his senses. Her doors are once again open...”
― Bat Maxwell, The Color of Honey

“Thoughts are powerful, one thinking for something makes big changes... you try... Imagine this say "I want to fuck", then imaginate a girl. A woman which is 18 years old, blonde hair, white skin, big ass, big boobs, long legs, and likes to play with dicks... Think few times on such type of stuff and look the magic!”
― Deyth Banger

“Don't be such a crybaby. The fucking world ended. Everyone's mother is dead, you pussy. Besides... we're on our way to talk to the people who cut you mom's head off... have some motherfucking perspective.”
― Robert Kirkman, The Walking Dead, Vol. 26: Call to Arms

“We say we love self
While pimping out our pussy
Yet, our wombs scream help.”
― Sanjo Jendayi

“A woman's power source is from the pussy.”
― Robert Black

“It's hard to argue over money when a girl flashes you her pussy.”
― Oliver Markus Malloy, Bad Choices Make Good Stories - Going to New York

“So, if a man is with you but your p*ssy is not good enough for him, chances are, the issue isn’t with your p*ssy but rather most likely with your sensuality. Check your sensuality.”
― Lebo Grand

“There’s no quality p*ssy out there. Sure, a woman can do all the yoni stuff to try and tighten things up. But, ultimately, it’s all about how in touch she is with her own sensuality that determines the true quality or magic of her p*ssy.”
― Lebo Grand

“Kisses, not hisses.”
― Steven Magee

“As far as I’m concerned, a woman’s p*ssy can only taste as good as her sensuality. So, if a man is with you but your p*ssy is not good enough for him, chances are, the issue isn’t with your p*ssy but rather most likely with your sensuality. Check your sensuality.”
― Lebo Grand

“When you are not in touch with your sensuality, it’s like you have a dried up pussy of the soul.”
― Lebo Grand

“I love to suck rock #erotic”
― - Colleen Hoover

“Fetch stood and looked at her hoof. “You fool-asses going to do what I say?”

“Oh, yes,” Polecat said, his eyes glazing. “Anything. You tell me to lick your quim and I will serve without question.”

“If I need that done, I’ll ask Cissy,” Fetch returned. “She tells me you’re hopeless at it.”
― Jonathan French

“Pussy pussy everywhere but not a drop to drink.”
― Jack Freestone

“Once you are born good looking it never depletes, chicks are always looking at you and going, “You are just like that movie star.”
― Jack Freestone

“Jaime climbed up onto the bar and gave himself an even sweeter taste than anything he had sampled in the bar.
Her.
He kissed down her body, lavishing attention on her belly until he reached her panties. She let out a deep moan when he pressed kisses over the delicate lace, which was already wet. He pulled them off and stopped to stare at her beautiful pussy. Her skin was tan and soft, and her hair was waxed into a perfect landing strip.
He planted kisses on her thighs, inhaling her sweet scent, teasing her for as long as he could hold himself back. Then, spreading her legs wide, he licked her, and she gasped. God, she tasted as sweet as he remembered, like pure honey. He licked her like she was an oasis in the desert, like she was the first woman he'd ever had the pleasure to be with, like she was the last woman he would ever taste.
"Oh, Jaime. That feels so amazing, baby."
She ran her fingers through his hair as he devoured her, her scent making him high. After all these years, she still tasted the same, the one taste that he was addicted to. Jaime loved eating her pussy, making her feel good, watching her react to his tongue and knowing how much she loved it.
He cupped her beautiful ass cheeks in his hands as he ate her for all he was worth, sucking on her clit, changing his rhythm to see what she liked.
Her breath came in spurts, and Jaime knew she was close. He reached up and pinched her nipples as he kept his mouth on her pussy. He slowly inserted his finger deep inside, and she gasped. She started thrashing on the bar, but he wasn't done with her yet. He flipped onto his back.
"Come here, baby, and sit on my face."
"What?" She put her hand over her chest. "I... we've never---"
"There's a first time for everything."
She gave him a devilish smile but quickly obliged and straddled his mouth.
Jaime was in heaven with the beautiful view of her breasts and the taste of her pussy on his lips.
This was so fucking hot. She placed her hands on the sides of the bar and rocked back and forth, all over his tongue. Her moans got louder and louder, and he didn't care if the tenants in the nearby restaurant or the community patrol heard her.
He gripped her ass and sucked her clit.
"Oh, oh my God... oh, baby."
Her body constricted as she let out a breathy moan before coming in his mouth. He lapped up every sweet drop. He couldn't get enough.”
― Alana Albertson, My Fair Señor