Obviously, I spend a lot of my day thinking about or reading about sex. And as much as I love erotica, sometimes it makes me angry. Even my own. Here’s why: Fiction: “The angle of his thrusts suddenly changed, the head of him slamming deliciously against the top of her channel. One, two, three thrusts and she was over the edge.” Real life: That’s the perfect angle, don’t stop that….when suddenly over the baby monitor “daddy?” and instant sobbing. And then you have to stop and one of you has to run into the bedroom naked to get the toddler back to sleep. Uninterrupted sexRead More →

Are you ready to get a little personal today? I’ve always been the kind of person who is honest and upfront and tells the truth. But I don’t talk about sex much. Not because I don’t want to but because it’s such a taboo subject. It’s not something you talk about in “polite” company, you can’t go around telling people you like to fuck or write stories about fucking because…well I don’t know why, but that’s just the way it is. So if you don’t want to hear it, close this page now because we’re talking about it. Sex. From the fact that I’m anRead More →