The most disgusting descriptions of sex in the literature were collected in Britain

In Britain, a short list of anti-aircraft, which the English magazine Literary Review, awards for the worst descriptions of sex in fiction, is published. As it turned out by disgusting descriptions on the verge of perversion, everyone sins: well -known writers and less eminent writers.

So, the experts of the experts were caused by the passages of Philip Roth, John Banville, Amos Oz, Paul Tera and Nika Cave. The scandalous “beneficiaries” of Jonathan Littlela is not ignored, a novel written by an American author in French on behalf of the SS officer, Inopressa notes with reference to The Guardian .

So, in his novel “Pacing”, Philip Rot describes sadomasochistic games with the participation of a hero and two women. “It was no longer soft erotica. It’s no longer affection and kisses of two undressed women in bed. Now there was something primitive: the woman’s violence over a woman in a room filled with shadows. Pidin was a magical hybrid of a shaman, acrobat and animal. It seemed that she had a mask, a strange mask of a creature that turned her into a creature that she couldn’t be. A brown or coyot, while remaining a pidzhin Mike. "

John Banville in the "Infinities" tells about the meeting of the character with a certain prostitute Alba, who threw off her dress in one movement and dragged along like Torero - a cloak: "Having kissed her hot soft mouth with a light bruise in a corner, he immediately realizes that she was with another man, and most recently, this is a touch of fish mucus and sawdust, even if Elose, you won’t confuse anything, and he has no doubt that this is the mouth of an energetic street woman. ”

The hero of Amos Oza ("Rhyme Life with Death") is selflessly, as the author emphasizes, gives pleasure to the mistress, directing her pleasure, like a "ship in the port of the postscript." "He feels the waves running through her skin, as if turning into a sensitive seismograph, which intercepts and instantly deciphers the reaction of her body and fulfills these discoveries into a skilled, neat navigation, foreseeing and prudently around, keeping away from all underwater reefs, smoothing all rudeness, except that slow rudeness, which enters and enters and enters the same and that enters the very slow rudeness. It turns out that he enters, turns and comes out, enters, strokes and leaves, and makes her tremble with his whole body. "

In the thriller of Paul Teru “Dead Hand: Crime in Calcutt” the narrator masters the tongue of tantric sex: “She pressed her palms to my temples and bent my head down to her fragrant hips.“ Yoni Puja - pray, pray at my gate ”.

The character of the novel by Nika Kave “Death of the Bunny Monroe”, as expected by the name, is not alien to necrophilia: “He feels how her dying heart gradually freezes and sees how on the skin of the skulls, under the liquid, ironed hair, the blue is thickening.”

Jonathan Litell describes how his hero laid his mistress on the guillotine. "I raised Lunite, made her insert her head into Lunite and lowered her latch on her long neck, gently leaning his thick hair aside." He threatens to chop off his lover and soon feels the discharge: "This concussion devastated my brain, like a spoon, scooping up an egg brewed with the inside."

The character of Anthony Kuinna (the novel “Rescuer”), on the contrary, treats the woman and her clothes courteously, but something annoyed him: “His hands gently touched the sharp bulges of her thigh bones and touched the buttons on the side of her skirts, with which, as he expected, it would be difficult, unless he had the feeling that he was making his way through the veils, falling through the veils. Up the head to where everything is exposed, and the prospect of hesitating, messing around with the next buttons was unbearable. "

The hero of the novel “Love begins in winter” Simona Van Bui feels: “Hannah’s body swollen, digesting everything that I could give. In these final moments, we existed, merged undividedly - all the memories were canceled by the desire that belonged to us, but also controlled us. Then we froze motionless, like the only two roots for the whole forest.”

And finally, Bobby and Georgie are a couple from the novel "The ten -story love song" Richard Milorda. “Bobby spreads her polished pine legs and puts her hand under her skirt: her manda has some kind of evening shadow, looks like a pillow with needles, but her lips are pleasant and slippery, and he rubs her with a lubricant in a circle, then a clockwise, then discharge, then writing out eights, until the Georgie begins to fuck the bobby. He begins to hastily feel the carpet in search of Mr. Gondon, and five to six colorful “Durers” scatter in all directions, and it is difficult for him to open the packaging, and Georgie has to roll Mr. Gondon according to his Mr. Penis and help him insert Mr. Penis into Mrs. ”.