I Want You to Feel Something Daddy

“Give me your hand,” she whispered. We had finished the pot of coffee, stared out the window for far too long, and moved from blankets to bathrobes and back again more times than we could count. If ever there was an excuse not to get out of bed, this snowstorm was it,...

Grown-up Sex (Erotica from QNY)

“What the fuck is grown-up sex?” “I don’t know,” I mumbled, trying to wrap my mind around the words I was hunting for. “I just mean we should fuck like adults. Without the… You know… Without the stuff…” “We should fuck without the stuff?” she asked skeptically. The...