Victorian Sex Cry Generator

"Open wide that pouting-lipt mouth, that I might unleash my sweet loving fury!"

and

"Turn your passions upon me! I lie in wait, my avenue too fair, too open to be miss'd."
 
Now, see...isn't that just poetry? i think I'm going to memorize a few of these lines so that I can try them out in bed. :D
 
ungenderless said:
Now, see...isn't that just poetry? i think I'm going to memorize a few of these lines so that I can try them out in bed. :D
Let us know what the outcome is?
 
Please, my heart's fluttering so, in rivulets of fire! Quickly, unleash your fluids and put it out!
 
Swallow it all and be glad, for a shilling I've paid and a shilling's worth I'll be having!
 
She Walks In Beauty Like The Night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
 
I like this one. :D

How you have served me! I am ruin'd. Now, dress quickly, before the Count returns!
 
Please sir, I beg you! Ease back your attack so that I may compose myself to compass the admission of that stupendous head of your machine! :p
 
Oh delicious deliriums! I lay pleasure-drench'd and spent.

Oh I like this thing! :D
 
From the Sensual Karma link

There's nothing that can wake someone up like the feeling of

having your thighs annointed with white chocolate

right in the middle of

their escape from handcuffs, chains, and a flaming refrigerator.



Holy hell- we need to use these as writing challenges. :D
 
Hey, I bet they weren't expecting the feeling of

finally escaping Regis Philbin's dungeons of love

right in the middle of

their SATs.

PMSL!!!
 
This one I really liked :D


Once again you've given someone the long distance touch of

coming back from the brink of the abyss

right in the middle of

firing their nine at those signifying motherfuckers.
 
arienette said:
Oh I agree. :D

I just want to see what someone does with "flaming refrigerator"...

oh jeez...

"Strike me sharply Emil, afore I think you effeminate!"

:D
 
Belegon said:
I just want to see what someone does with "flaming refrigerator"...

oh jeez...

"Strike me sharply Emil, afore I think you effeminate!"

:D

Strike me sharply...Hey, that has a nice ring to it. ;)
 
What joy inexpressible! My joy is lost in a sea of greater bliss than I have ever known!

I am stir'd beyond bearing with your furious agitation's within me, gorged and cramm'd, even to surfeit!

What now, have you enough of my red-headed champion? I say nay, let me lay him on again in such wondrous battle with your own red-center'd cleft of flesh!

:D
 
Oh! my gum, this is wonderful! wonderful!

Oh my dearest, pull out your mighty stallion and let my thighs and linens receive your effusion!

I can feel your prodigious engine stirring in the very centre of my vitals!
 
These are marvelous. :)

Oh Sir! . . . Good Sir! . . . pray do not spare me! ah! ah!

What floods of bliss! What melting transports! What agonies of delight!

You have slain me! No attacker's spear could strike me down as thoroughly as your sweet actions! I am spent, and may greet St. Peter with a tired grin.
 
Your cunny has grasped me and milked me of my passions!

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Hilarious...
 
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